BDSMing the Brat: ** 20 Book ** Taboo BDSM MEGA BUNDLE

by Sarah Sethline

  "I need to pee!" she yelled, hoping that one of the aliens would hear her from within her near-empty room.

  To her surprise, a space in the wall opened and out came a john. Chelsea hurried over to it and was shocked to find that it wasn't just pee emptying out of her, but buckets of the alien's rainbow cum.

  It appeared Sudass had given her the ultimate creampie. She sincerely hoped enough cum had stayed in to up her chances of pregnancy.

  She didn't want to be trapped in space forever, after all.

  ***************

  When she'd finished relieving herself, Chelsea did a few laps around the room before parking herself in front of the window to observe space. There really was nothing else to do.

  Soon after, Zarewelb emerged as promised and left a plate of food on the table Chelsea had been bred on. On it was an unrecognizable, congealed square blob that didn't appear to be very appetizing, but Chelsea was hungry and hey, prisoners can't be choosers.

  It actually didn't taste half-bad, seemed to be nourishing, and was filling. When she was done, Zarewelb was back as fast as he had come before to clear her plate.

  "It is important for you to rest now, Chelsea," he told her as he was on his way out.

  "I will be the one breeding you tomorrow, and let's just say I tend to leave my females... exhausted."

  He gave her a very robotic wink before slipping out of the pod. The door he left in instantly disappeared from the room.

  Chelsea felt her pussy flush with renewed desire, the prospect of getting fucked by a brand new alien exciting her to her core. It was with heavy anticipation that she curled up on the floor and tried to get some sleep.

  ***************

  Chelsea was still sleeping when the aliens came in to address her again the next day.

  "As people on your planet tend to say, good morning, Chelsea," said Sudass.

  "Such a greeting doesn't really apply in space, but we trust you understand the sentiment."

  "Uh, good morning, guys. I mean... enlightened beings," replied Chelsea as she climbed to her feet.

  "Is there anything you require before we begin?" asked the captain.

  "Um, maybe a little breakfast," admitted Chelsea as she rubbed the sleepiness from her eyes.

  Sudass nodded at the third being, Glit, who quickly went to fetch something for her to eat. He returned almost immediately with another congealed blob, this time in the shape of a black bar. He handed the plate to Chelsea and stood back to observe.

  Chelsea hesitated before beginning, unsure of what the proper etiquette was, eating in front of these beings.

  "Don't mind us. Go ahead and consume your ration," spoke Sudass.

  Chelsea took the black bar into her hand and brought it up to her lips, snapped off a bite and chewed thoughtfully. It was sticky and sweet and actually quite good. She finished it quickly, more ravenous than she'd realized.

  "Has your hunger been sated, human?" asked Zarewelb.

  Chelsea nodded.

  "This is pleasing to us. Now kindly get on the table so we can shackle you and commence your breeding."

  The girl's legs began to quiver ever-so lightly, shaking involuntarily.

  "Can I... can I do it without being restrained?" asked Chelsea, her sights set on being able to participate more in the act.

  "Human, get on the table, or I will have to use force," warned Zarewelb.

  Such a response would have normally scared her to death, but in this situation -- in this context -- it got her so fucking hot. Chelsea threw off her robe and scrambled to assume the position, her pussy strangely aching to be filled by another active load.

  The mechanism in charge of securing her to the table quickly snapped into action. Fortunately, this time it was only her arms to start. Within seconds, the new alien was between her legs, his cock just as hard and heavy as the captain's, dousing her pussy lips with its wetness.

  "My colleague and I will leave you two to breed," announced Sudass as he collected Chelsea's breakfast plate and exited the pod. Glit stared but followed.

  Zarewelb began to trace one of his long, sparkly fingers up and down her slit, shooting bursts of electric shocks up her spine, causing her to her squirm and writhe before him. He reached out to tenderly cup her right breast with his hand, moving it around as if he were studying it. This, of course, caused her nipples to prick up like push pins, her tits never more excited than they were in this moment.

  Chelsea watched as the alien lifted her legs and placed her heels on his broad shoulders, his mouth moving in to caress her inner thighs, his lips drawing closer and closer to her pussy. She quickly found herself wanting this alien to taste her there so bad.

  Chelsea was raging with various overlapping emotions as this creature made her body his. His hands were soft on her breasts, while his breath was hot on her pussy. Her legs wouldn't stop trembling, their violent shaking only growing as he softly slipped his tongue between her folds.

  Within moments, Zarewelb had her yipping and bucking her pussy into his face. He briefly pulled his mouth away to inform her he was going to fuck her sweet little ass silly. Then he lowered his mouth back into her and dug in like a madman.

  Chelsea soared over the edge within seconds, her body wrought in a frenzy of simultaneous explosions. It was as if this creature had struck her pussy with a live wire; the energy ripping through her was all-consuming. It was all she could do not to thrash off the table.

  As her body warmed in a glow of total harmony, there was the alien's cock, nudged right up against her hole. It was such an unbearable tease to feel it pressed against her -- rather than inside -- for even just a few seconds.

  Suddenly, the creature unhooked one of her arm restraints and grabbed a tuft of her hair from the back of her head, lifting her to a sitting position and directing her mouth straight on his dick. This came as a bit of a shock to Chelsea, but she happily partook of his thick green cock, her tongue washing away all traces of his shimmery pre-cum.

  The alien's juices were nothing short of nirvana; they seemed to have an intoxicating effect on her senses. It was as if she were indulging in the finest drug... the high-end kind that celebrities back home OD'ed on. Chelsea reveled in it.

  The feel of this being's hard, smooth, pulsing cock in her mouth, along with his groans and words of affirmation as he gripped her head and gently fucked her mouth, made Chelsea want this thing inside her so intensely that she would rather die than not have him between her legs.

  Fortunately, just then Zarewelb removed his big wet member from her mouth and instructed her to lie back on the table, as his seed was coming, and coming soon. Chelsea was pulsing with anticipation as she arranged herself back on the table, her free arm secured once again by the automatic mechanism.

  "Please fuck me!" cried Chelsea.

  She was still quite new to sex, but as far as she could tell, loved every fucking second of it.

  The alien had a nasty smile on his lips as he crawled in-between her thighs. He purposefully brushed his shaft along her silky skin, prodding her in the pussy several times. It was the kind of teasing that racked chills through Chelsea's entire body.

  Zarewelb leaned in to whisper in her ear that he needed help guiding his cock into her pussy hole. With quivering legs, Chelsea gladly wrapped her stems around his lower back, drawing him in hard and tight on her pussy. It felt so good to feel it slammed against her vulva, suffocating her sex with pure primal pleasure.

  The alien didn't linger, thankfully, extinguishing her ravenous need to be filled with one forceful push. The stretching of his cock as it plunged into her depths was a feeling of ecstasy so intense, it hit her square in the gut. He grunted deeply as he moved, commenting on how she was a real tight bitch.

  The tides of bliss lapping over Chelsea were even stronger than the waves at her beloved beach. She quickly found herself drifting into a dream world, the alien's cock rocking back and forth inside her, her pussy bucking under his strong thrusts. It wasn't long
before she was rolling her hips to meet his pumps, tongue dipping in and out of his hot mouth as they exchanged passion and raw heat.

  Chelsea's next cum hit her without warning, its pleasure so deep and intense she nearly chewed her damn lip off. The creature drove his cock in even harder in response, stretching what remained of her cherry clear out of the way.

  His strokes slowed to firm, even blasts, each thrust hitting a little deeper than the last. He was jutting into every last nook and cranny of her void, his pumps more powerful than one would think possible. His extremely full sac was tickling her ass cheeks, making him moan gutturally in her ear.

  The alien suddenly switched strokes and started sliding his cock almost all the way out of his conquest, then plunged it back in until his stones were smacking against her ass. This sudden rush threw Chelsea into another blinding, pulsing moment of release, her legs curling around the creature's back as she hung on for the ride of her life.

  The alien kept pounding into her, faster and faster, until he started to arch his back in release. He growled on how he was busting a nut into her tight, tight pussy as he crammed his hard male heat all the way in her. Chelsea felt his cock pulse and then it was spewing, dick thumping wildly as it overflowed her pit with hot, hot cum.

  In that moment, she couldn't help but feel everything was perfect, her most primal place stuffed and satisfied and soaking up his seed. Zarewelb's raspy breath was at her nape, cock still twitching inside her as it pumped out another round of cum.

  ***************

  Over the next few days, Chelsea was bred by each of the aliens a total of three times apiece. Each of them were equally hot, but fucked in an entirely unique way. Sudass was the romantic one, whereas Zarewelb fucked raw and dirty and Glit was the wildcard.

  Now when one of them would come in, Chelsea eagerly welcomed the unbridled seeding she was due, climbing onto the table and spreading her legs without ever having to be told. She did still wish she could be more of an active participant in the implantation process, however.

  At around the two-week mark, Sudass entered the pod to inform her the breeding process was now complete. She would give birth to her hybrid babies in one month's time, but until then, she should try to relax and take it easy.

  ***************

  Now that Chelsea was successfully carrying alien offspring, it's like the conditions of her living situation changed overnight. Gone were the unidentifiable blobs of food and poor sleeping quarters -- it was only the best for this mommy-to-be. She could now have any dish she wanted by merely saying its name: the finest cuisine from Italy, France, the works. A brand new world of entertainment had also become available; the aliens were able to live stream any event happening on Earth direct to the ship. And whenever she needed sleep, Chelsea now did so on the softest, most luxurious king bed.

  Chelsea experienced slight cramping throughout her alien pregnancy, and her tits definitely became more tender, but other than that, it was a piece of cake. She never had more than the white bathrobe to cover up with as she watched her belly and breasts grow bigger day by day.

  As she neared the end of her pregnancy, she couldn't help but notice her tits were now producing some form of Pepto-pink fluid. Alien milk, she guessed, and frankly, she hardly minded. Anything that helped to fill out her chest was a good thing in her book!

  She was starting to really enjoy rubbing the watermelon that was her belly... and the D cups that were her new tits! She often found herself talking, cooing and singing to whatever was inside her.

  Soon Sudass came in and told Chelsea it was time. She was instructed to get back on the table where she had been bred, a place she hadn't been since the conception had occurred.

  "Um, is this going to hurt?" asked the girl as she slowly removed her robe and climbed onto the table.

  "No, dear human; unlike Earth births, you shouldn't experience any pain whatsoever," assured Sudass.

  Chelsea laid back and was hardly surprised when she found herself restrained once again. The metal chains took over and locked her into the same position she'd been in when she'd been getting bred by all of them (something she'd sorely missed and craved over the past few weeks).

  No drugs were administered -- this was going to be a completely natural birth. Well, as natural as a human-alien one could be, anyway.

  Within moments of being locked in, Chelsea looked down and witnessed a slight stirring between her legs. The stirring grew more intense, making her pussy quiver with the movements of what lived inside.

  Then, one by one, six tiny alien babies slowly crept out of her pussy. Each turned and headed north, crawling over her now-empty belly to latch onto a tit. They immediately began to fight over her huge, milky teats, her only having two nipples to share between six babies. It was so cute to watch them suck, suck, sucking away, straining to take in her sustenance.

  The restraints containing Chelsea's arms released, granting the opportunity to tenderly stroke each one of her babies. She noticed they were a lighter shade of green than their fathers, but also seemed to sparkle much more.

  She was just contemplating what to call them when the aliens came over and removed their respective children from her nursing tits. Glit had fathered one, Sudass two, and Zarewelb -- that sexy beast -- three.

  "Wait! Can't I keep one?!" protested Chelsea as the aliens ushered the newborn half-breeds out of the room.

  ***************

  Sudass returned a short while later, thanked her, and told her the mission was now complete.

  "Simply turn in for a nap, and when you awake, you will find yourself back on the beach."

  "But -- when will I get to see my babies again?!" cried Chelsea, taken aback by the mourning she felt.

  "You won't," answered Sudass blankly.

  "Once you are back on Earth, it will be almost as if none of this ever happened. You should find no time at all has passed."

  "But... but what will I have to remember my babies by?" wailed Chelsea.

  "They're not your babies. They're OUR babies," said Sudass sternly.

  His face softened when he recalled being a mother, to Earth women, was usually a pretty big deal.

  "I think you'll find you'll have something to remember them by..."

  Chelsea didn't understand what Sudass meant until she was back home on the beach, looked down, and discovered...

  The bigger tits were hers to keep.

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  Forbidden Fertile Fixation

  DESCRIPTION: Mike has been obsessed with fertile females ever since his wife, Karen, was first pregnant by her ex-boyfriend. The fuller, milky breasts; the big, baby-filled belly... not to mention the hotter lovin' -- of which Mike didn't get to indulge in for very long.

  Now that Karen's bundle of joy, Sammy, is *18* and all grown up, Mike can't help but notice how pure and wholesome she is. When a co-worker claims to have read something about a "pregnant virgin", it plants a seed in his head, and he decides to go on a mission to plant his own...

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  I can't put a finger on the precise moment I decided to knock up my 18-year-old stepdaughter, Sammy. Just that, when I did, I knew it was a grand idea -- the best idea ever.

  I suppose I could blame the intense need to breed Samantha on a number of things: my super-uptight upbringing; her mom, Karen's, failure to fulfill her "wifely duties". And then, of course, there's the irresistible appeal of taking a young virgin.

  It consumed me.

  I was raised in a traditional Protestant family -- the local megachurch was my second home. At 35 I was still a virgin, namely because I found it impossible to please my family with any girl I brought home.

  When I met my wife, Karen, she was six weeks pregnant by her ex-boyfriend, although we didn't discover this until she started to show. With her soulful eyes, glowing skin and slight figure, she was the picture of loveliness, and I married her quickly so I could start fucking her immediately.

  Fo
r 35 years I'd been blissfully ignorant when it came to sex, but damn, did I learn fast. It was every bit as good as they say it is, and more. When I learned my wife was knocked up, it added an element of taboo that turned me on even more; lying there, on top of Karen, poking our future daughter with my fuck stick!

  Unfortunately, Karen took to my parents a little too much, and after just a few months of fucking, they had her convinced that sex for pleasure was somehow "dirty" and "wrong". Her pussy's purpose was to one day deliver a baby, not to get repeatedly rammed by her horny husband.

  As a result, Karen stopped letting me slam my cock against her hot, wet, already-occupied womb; she wouldn't allow me to switch to her ass, and she refused to give me a mere blow job. In one fell swoop, my sex life was over, before it really even began.