by Mara Frost
“S-s-sorry?” I pant back. I don’t know if that was a compliment or not.
He does one of his terrifying growls in response, and this one is really freaking loud and intense. And I think it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard. Without realizing it, I growl back as my fingers comb through and grip onto his thick black hair.
I feel him smirk as his mouth works its way down my chest.
“So much fire in such a small body.”
Fire? He wants fire? He has no idea how much fire I have underneath my clothes. I feel like I’m melting. With his cock pressed firmly against my entrance, but with the barrier of our clothes separating us, I can feel how wet my pussy is.
I whimper-moan in sweet frustration. Honestly, all I want to do is rip our clothes off and ride him like a big blue stallion, but I’m currently pinned against a wall while his mouth explores every part of my chest. It’s beyond painful…but the best kind of pain imaginable.
And it looks like he’s feeling the same way judging by how rippy he’s getting with my clothes. I glance down and see his mouth sliding further and further down my chest, but my tank top under my suit is serving to be a bit of an obstacle.
His mouth pushes further down as his hand pushes the top of my shirt and bra down entirely, exposing my right breast to his hungry mouth. His lips cover my already hard nipple greedily and it’s like my nipple has a direct line to my clit. A powerful jolt of electricity shoots through my stomach and lands directly in my pussy.
I cry out and dig my nails into his bare shoulders as his mouth sucks on my breast and his tongue laps at my nipple. My center tightens painfully as it contracts with excitement.
This seems to only excite him more. With his other hand, he pushes down the rest of my shirt so that my other breast is exposed now. With a wet smacking noise, he removes his mouth from one breast and then hungrily moves to the other.
I throw my head back as his mouth attacks my other nipple, sending new jolts of electricity through me.
“Fuck!” I growl.
This gets an outright chuckle out of him. He glances up at me with black as night eyes, his tongue toying and dancing over my pebbled nipple. A shiver dances through my body as I match his gaze dreamily. For some reason looking into his eyes while his tongue laps at my nipple is numbingly erotic.
“Is this a problem?” he asks, clearly teasing me by being the sexiest man in the universe, but acting like a cocky asshole by not ripping off my clothes immediately and just fucking my brains out.
“Yes,” I groan. My stomach tightens and sends another round of electricity down to my core. I grip tight onto his shoulders.
His teasing smile disappears and if it’s possible, his black eyes actually seem to get darker.
“Okay,” he replies hotly.
And with that, he removes his mouth from my breast, and I instantly mourn the loss of his amazing tongue on my tits. He then lowers me back onto my feet and I unsteadily lean against the wall, my entire body feeling heavy with need. And before I can even think to steady myself, he unzips my suit and pushes it down my body. He attacks my tank top next and pushes it up my body like it’s on fire.
Within seconds I’m completely naked and I can feel his hot skin against mine. It takes my breath away. My wet hard nipples brush against his bare chest and a small gasp escapes past my lips. And apparently sensitive to the sight of my nakedness, his glowing blue tattoos surge with light.
He then lifts me into his arms effortlessly and walks us to the center of the room, where there’s a soft carpet, and he gently lowers me to the floor. His eyes rake across my naked body and soaks in every inch. First, his eyes land on my swollen breasts and then slides down to the curve of my stomach and waist before finding my bare center. His hot eyes burn with fire at the sight of the lips of my wet sex.
I lazily lift myself onto my elbows, my breathing so heavy that I’m practically panting. Without realizing it, I slowly part my legs, opening my aching pussy, showing him a sliver of what’s hiding behind my swollen lips.
That was all he needed. Without taking his animal gaze away from my body, he unbuckles his pants and removes the final barrier that was between us.
Once he lowers his pants, my breath catches slightly and my eyes widen slightly. Naturally, this makes him pause for a split second.
“What?”
I continue to stare at his member, standing proud and hard…and huge.
“Oh nothing,” I say as I nod nonchalantly towards his waist. “I just didn’t realize that you had a cannon in your pants this whole time.”
He looks down at his cock, heavy in the air and bouncing. “Why do you seem so shocked? If I remember correctly, it’s already been buried deep inside of you once before,” he replies hotly.
God, he’s sexy. His words cause another hitch in my breath. His cock then twitches in the air, excited by his own words as well, eagerly remembering what it was like to be inside of me.
And it’s true. I’ve already had his amazingly huge cock in me and yes, I do remember feeling…overwhelmed…but actually seeing it is a bit of a shock. I didn’t realize how…impressive…he was. I bite my lower lip and stare as his now throbbing member.
He growls once more. And then faster than I think a man his size is capable of, he closes the distance between us and pushes me back onto the floor. Feeling his naked body on mine, I groan in pleasure. The weight of his body on mine was delicious. It felt sexy. It felt perfect. It felt right.
I brush my hands up and down his muscled back, hungrily trying to feel all of him. As I feel every ridge and valley, I fight the urge to dig my nails into his powerful back. He then buries his head into my neck and breathes me in, instantly sending shivers down my body.
Fuck it. I dig in and rake my nails down his back. And apparently that was exactly the right thing to do. He growls loudly into my neck and then pushes my legs open and nestles his body into between my thighs.
The move takes my breath away and makes my pussy contract with anticipation. I can feel his hard member brush against my open sex while he moves on top of me and it’s both delicious and painful. Only a few small inches are between me and the orgasm of my life…and the fact that he’s not slamming into me right now is beyond painful.
Apparently wanting to take his time and savor his food, he begins to slowly travel down the length of my body, his mouth tasting my skin along the way, leaving a trail of hot goosebumps behind him. He then reaches the apex at my thighs and I feel the heat of his breath hit my exposed sex. Yep, he’s trying to kill me.
As if feeding off my scent, he makes a noise that sounds like a mix between a growl and a purr as my heat surrounds him. He breathes me in slowly and then lowers his head and slowly licks the sensitive area where my inner thigh meets my pussy.
I jump with a start and my body tenses as a wave of pleasure sweeps through me. And then at that moment, I fight the urge to grab his head and smash his delicious mouth into my pussy - but only because that would be a rude thing to do…right? So instead, I lie back and try to stop myself from weeping tears of frustration.
As if sensing my frustration and having no interest in letting up, his mouth begins to work at the area around my pussy. With slow and delicious strokes, his tongue sweeps the soft area by my thighs, sometimes grazing against my swollen lips.
Silently begging his mouth to find my pussy, I begin to wiggle my hips towards him, but he keeps playing with me- which is seriously testing my ability to restrain myself from bucking him off of me and just sitting on his face.
Instead he chooses to ignore my obvious cues and begins to lower himself a little further down until he is at my entrance. I hold my breath, unsure of what’s going to happen next. He’s quiet for a moment and does nothing, he just stares at my pussy with open hunger. I glance down at him while he’s nestled between my thighs, and whisper, “W-what?”
He continues to stare for a moment longer, his face glowing blue from his tattoos. He then slowly meets
my gaze. “You’re beautiful.”
At this my heart skips about a million beats – screw the one beat that most hearts skip. I think he just shortened my heart’s life by a few years with that one.
And then without saying a word, he quickly lowers his mouth onto me and I throw my head back in both surprise and pleasure. Even though I was begging for it and wanted it more than anything, I really wasn’t prepared for the feeling of his mouth on me.
“Oh God…” I cry out as I feel his powerful tongue and hungry mouth spread my swollen lips open.
With one fluid movement, his tongue sweeps long and languid strokes up and down the length of my swollen sex. With each stroke, he begins to drink in my wetness, gently licking and suckling my juice as if it’s feeding him.
My core surges with pressure with each lick. It feels like a mixture of both pleasure and a hint of pain – but a pain that is from an overwhelming need for release.
“You are delicious,” he growls, sending an unexpectedly wave of vibration through my pussy. I gasp in shock as more wetness spills out of my entrance. And this only fuels his hunger more.
Honestly? If he wasn’t making me feel so damn amazing, I might have been a little terrified by his raw passion. But it does feel amazing and it’s also damn sexy, so I’m just going to keep my mouth shut and take it.
“I need more,” he says in blind animal passion as he grips onto my ass and thighs. And before I can brace myself, his mouth finds my aching clit and begins to lick and suck hungrily.
I throw my head back and cry out as he begins to lap and lick at my painfully swollen nub. I blindly reach out around me, trying to find something to hold on to while he deftly suckles at my clit, but I can’t find anything. So I settle with two handfuls of alien hair.
With both hands, I grip onto his head as I arch my back in uncontained pleasure. And he continues to work my pussy, lapping and teasing it, expertly drawing out my release.
I grip his hair harder and this only encourages him more. With the sound of his mouth smacking against me, he growls hungrily, sending vibrations through my core. And that’s all that I needed to go over the edge.
With his tongue and mouth suckling on my bud, a wave of electricity explodes through my core. The release of the building pressure is almost too much. I gasp for breath as my body spasms and electrifying jolts course through my entire body.
With the walls of my sex contracting, trying to squeeze around a cock that isn’t there, a surge of wetness pours out of me and he hungrily drinks it all. His tongue sweeps down and greedily licks everything that spills out of me.
My legs shaking and tremors going through my body, I whimper and cry while I lose mild control over my body. While trying to control my breathing, I lift my head unsteadily and look down at him, trying to see what the Hell he’s doing down there that’s making me so delirious. And with his mouth is still firmly attached to me, I see him staring right back me.
Naturally, this sends another uncontrollable wave of shivers down my body.
And then with one final lick along the seam of my sex, he lifts his head and slowly crawls up my body. Breathless and still feeling the remnants of my release, I lean back and welcome the comforting feel of his strong body covering mine.
His mouth finds mine, but he kisses me with surprising tenderness. His tongue slowly caresses my lips, making my mouth water. He then traces along the seam of my mouth and my lips part hungrily for him. His tongue then pushes past my lips and tastes my mouth.
And his cock does the same.
I gasp into his mouth as I feel the swollen head of his member push into my still sensitive entrance. Even though I’m beyond wet and incredibly excited, I can feel that my lips have to stretch to their limit to accommodate his size. He then begins to slowly move in and out of me. The movements are slow and deliberate as he tries to push further into me without causing me any pain or discomfort. And he’s doing a really good job of that.
With each slow thrust, I feel myself opening up more to him, my walls welcoming every inch of him. I moan into his mouth as he beings to push harder and deeper into me. After a few thrusts, I begin to slowly move my waist with him, silently letting him know that I want more.
Apparently he gets the message as his pace starts to quicken. He plunges harder until he is fully planted inside of me. With his cock buried to the hilt, I struggle for breath but he swallows my discomfort away with his lips and tongue.
As I kiss him back feverishly, I unconsciously open my legs wider, trying to take as much of him in as possible. And that’s all he needed. Without taking his mouth away, he pulls almost entirely out of me and then quickly plunges back in. I cry out from the quick movement, but my pussy squeezes down on him happily.
He then begins to rhythmically drive in and out of me and I meet each thrust with my body. I rock into him greedily as he pushes into me and this only encourages him. With each push into me, the familiar feeling of tingling pressure starts to form in my center.
Feeling like I can’t get enough of him, I wrap my legs around his waist and squeeze tight while also offering a new angle of my pussy to him. This seems to drive him insane. His painfully languid and rhythmic thrusts quickly become hard and fast, slamming into me and shaking me to my core.
And I meet each thrust and take it all. A sheen of sweat begins to coat our bodies while we ride each other hard. I feel my cheeks redden while my insides burn with need.
Perhaps sensing that my release is near, he suddenly rips his mouth away and stares intently into my eyes. My heart drumming wildly in my chest, I look up at him as well and I’m shocked to see that he looks like he’s on fire – blue fire. The blue from his tattoos is glowing so bright that we’re both covered in blue light. It’s breathtaking.
He continues to slam faster and harder into me, touching a part of me that I didn’t know anyone could touch. With each driving thrust my core tightens until I feel like I can’t take it anymore.
And then with one final push, I see stars. I cry out in ecstasy as an explosion of pleasure courses through me. I throw my head back while my pussy contracts almost manically around his thrusting cock. And that’s all he needed. With a hard thrust, I feel him come deep inside me.
In the midst of my own release, I see an explosion of glowing light surround us. It’s almost blinding. With the surging waves of euphoria that’s coursing through me mixed with the glowing light of his release, it’s like I’m in the middle of the trippiest and most erotic orgasm of my life.
Who needs drugs when you can just have sex with a giant blue alien that glows blue light?
My walls contract and spasm around him, milking as much of his hot seed from his throbbing cock as possible. His breathing becomes uneven and labored as I feel his cock move and jerk inside of me. And even though I’m barely able to form a coherent thought in my brain right now, I know that I love the feeling.
I just hold on tight to his arms while I try to recover from the quaking orgasm that just shook me to my bones.
For several seconds, maybe minutes…hours… there’s complete silence with the exception of our panting breaths. And that was absolutely fine. In fact, it was perfect. I need time to recover anyway. My body is still trembling and Big Blue is still…glowing, not as much as the big blue sun that he was a second ago, but it’s clear we both need a moment. Plus, there’s something oddly comforting with having him lying on top of me while we’re basking in our post-sex glow.
After a few more seconds, he slowly removes himself from me and I have to stop a whimper from coming out of my throat. The sudden absence of his thick cock from inside of me is surprisingly unpleasant.
I prop myself up on my elbows and glance at him.
“I guess we’re pretty lucky that we can’t give each other alien STD’s or babies, huh?”
And THAT, folks, is why I’m still single. I’d like to blame the fermented tree sap, but I think we all know that I just have a horrible case of foot-in-mouth disease. It
might even be lethal.
He shakes his head confusion.
“What is this? STD?”
I sigh, realizing that I just forced myself to have a conversation that I didn’t really want to have. “Sexually transmitted diseases! Heh, I guess the one good thing about having sex with an alien is that we can’t give each other anything while bumping nasties.”
Well, that sounded smooth, didn’t it? The first thing I say to him after having amazing sex, “Hey! Thanks for not giving me herpes!” I’m an idiot.
And apparently he thinks so too.
“’The one good thing about having sex’…?” he repeats, lifting an eyebrow.
“Oh! No! There’s more than just one! I just meant…that…herpes…uhm…”
I allow my voice to trail as I decide not to finish my thought, because honestly it’s not going to lead to any place good. I just picture him asking me what herpes is and then it’s going to go from awkward to bad real quick.
I clear my throat and sit up, allowing my long brown hair to cover my breasts. I watch silently as he walks naked around in the little tree house. God, he’s beautiful, I think quietly to myself.
He begins looking through the gear, intent on looking for something when he asks somewhat offhandedly, “What makes you think you can’t get pregnant?”
My jaw drops.
“W-what do you mean? Of course you can’t get me pregnant. I’m a human woman. And you’re an alien blue man. Of course we’re not compatible or whatever the technical term is!” I blurt out, semi-hysterically.
He shrugs nonchalantly, as if he isn’t bothered by it one way or the other, and then goes back to digging through his gear. “You seemed to convince the little crazy woman easily enough.” He stops and shoots me a glance. “It even caught me…off guard for a moment.”
I’m not really listening to him though. I’m just sitting there, dumbstruck with my mouth still open. Suddenly thoughts of the wacky stories in the pulp magazines in the cashier line come to mind – stories about women being abducted and impregnated by aliens. What if it was ALL true? What if those women were impregnated by little green men and we were just jerks laughing at their stories?
