7 comments/ 79259 views/ 26 favorites Space Fucked By: echa724 Whoever came up with the idea that we are alone in the universe was absolutely insane. We have never been alone in the universe—it's just that every other species in the universe knew better than to approach us. What's that old saying? The best proof that there is other intelligent life in the universe is that they haven't contacted Earth? Well, in the year 2153, all of that changed. Apparently, the most common species in the universe, the Bryngali, had been hit with a sudden, violent new virus—all of a sudden, they couldn't breed with themselves. Any time a male and female Bryngali would try to have sex, their bodies would recognize the foreign DNA and attack it. As a result, their population was taking a nosedive. That is, until they realized that humans were immune to the virus, and thus provided an amazing breeding ground. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Leira tossed her chestnut hair over her gold shoulder. She checked out her new, ruby tattoo that adorned the same shoulder and smiled. It was literally the only thing that she was wearing. She was on the prowl tonight. Ever since the Chief had discovered, with that gorgeous red headed human, that they could propagate the species, albeit as half breeds, but still—their culture wouldn't completely die. If Leira remembered correctly, the Chief's human was due to have her thirteenth heir-child any day now. The Chief kept her naked, in his bed, and always made sure that she was happy. The woman didn't go an hour without an orgasm. When the Chief wasn't sliding his cock inside of her pussy, she had a full attendant of women eating her pussy around the clock. The human had been terrified when she was first brought to the ship, which was understandable. She was brought before the Chief and stripped naked. And then the Chief had fucked her in front of every Bryngali aboard the ship. Leira smiled, remembering how the human woman had broken down and started begging for more. Every Bryngali present had tasted her pussy that night, including Leira. Leira shook her head. She had to focus. Tonight, she would be finding a human man, and doing her part to propagate her species. Then, after she had done that, she might find a nice, young milk maiden like the Chief's red head to play with. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Bryce took a quick drink of his water before putting the finishing touches on his motorcycle. He had just replaced the oil, and was slightly damp from the Georgia heat, even after dark. He stood and stretched, eager to get back in his house and eat some dinner. All of a sudden, he noticed a completely naked woman standing at the end of his driveway, walking towards him. He had to look twice because her skin was golden. Not a golden color from the beach, but literally, a metallic shade of gold. And her eyes were a beautiful shade of purple. She had a ruby tattoo on her left shoulder, which ran down the center of two of the most beautiful breasts that Bryce had ever seen. The tattoo curved back up and brushed her nipple lightly, teasing his mouth to do the same. Bryce felt his cock instantly respond and go to full attention. He had to have this woman. "Hello, human. I am here to breed with you. Please do not be alarmed. I will not harm you." Leira began teasing her nipples, rubbing herself into an even higher state of arousal. She approached Bryce slowly, without breaking eye contact. Bryce finally found his voice, and began to stammer. "I don't know...what you, you, you are...but..." "Shh...human, all you need is to bury your firm cock inside of me. Don't think past that right now." Leira placed her finger against his lips, and slid her other hand down his abs, coming to a rest on his cock, which was straining against the fabric of his jeans. "Unbutton your pants. I want you to fuck me," Leira commanded. Bryce obeyed. He unbuttoned his pants and let his rock hard cock spring free. Leira wasted no time, and pushed him back against his motorcycle and dropped to her knees. She ran her tongue over his cock repeatedly, paying special attention to his balls. Just when Bryce thought that he couldn't handle any more stimulation, she pulled him to the ground and mounted him. "Ohh...unnnh, yeah. Fuck me. Fuck that pussy. I want you to cum inside of it. That's right...ugggghhhhhh fuck me. Yeah, yeah. OHHH yeah!" Bryce's balls contracted, and hot, sticky streams of semen began spurting out of his cock into Leira's hot cunt. But if Bryce thought that was the end of it, he was mistaken. Leira kept fucking his cock. Time after time, his cock would spray her pussy with sticky semen, and time after time, she would keep pumping him for more. Her own orgasms were literally stroking his cock, her pussy pulsating around it. Four hours later, she had finally had her fill of him. She lay back beside him, her pussy completely soaked in semen, a puddle underneath of her. Bryce turned onto his side and began to stroke her breasts, running his hand along her tattoo, and lightly pinching her nipples. His mouth had been begging to taste her for hours, but she had ridden his cock the whole time, and her breasts had danced in time to their thrusts, far above his head. He indulged himself then. His tongue darted out, snaking a path along her breast, flicking against her nipple. His hand slid down her stomach, finding her dripping pussy, and something that resembled a human clitoris. He began stroking her with his fingers, wanting her to feel the same pleasure that she had given to him. In the span of just a few moments, she began to rock with the power of another orgasm, her moans enticing him to continue. After she came all over his hand, Bryce looked over and finally managed to speak. "Not that I'm complaining or anything, but how much sex do you really need?" At this, Leira smiles and begins stroking her pussy. "Mmm. Yeah. More. Always more, human. Sex is my favorite pastime." At that, her pussy contracted in another orgasm. "Now. Where are there more humans to have sex with?" Bryce chuckled lightly, and thought for a moment. "Well, you could always try a college campus. There are all kinds of horny, drunk humans there. They'll fuck anything." "Thank you human." With that, Leira stood and turned to leave. "Will I ever see you again?" Bryce asked. Leira smiled and replied slowly. "If you are agreeable to this situation, I would not have a problem with fucking you on a regular basis." "Problem? Hell no. I wouldn't mind doing it every night." "It's settled then. Sleep well, Bryce." After Leira left, Bryce realized with a start that he had never told her his name. And he had never learned hers. He couldn't wait to see her again. Those were his last thoughts before he drifted off into a dreamless sleep. Space Fucked Ch. 02 Leira's pussy was still dripping from her encounter with Bryce. As she neared the college campus, her clitoris swelled in anticipation. From Leira's own estimation, she had fulfilled her obligation to her species by finding a satisfactory male to help her propagate the species. Now, it was time to find a young, delectable female to have fun with. Leira kept to the shadows, as a naked, golden female would probably attract more attention than she was looking for. Leira's long, chestnut hair brushed the top of her ass cheeks, and her brilliant purple eyes searched the crowds of students for a suitable female straying from the herd. Just thinking about taking advantage of a young human female had Leira stroking her pussy in anticipation. Finally, Leira noticed a petite female moving away from the crowd, heading toward the woods that Leira was watching from. Leira's nipples hardened in anticipation, and Leira smiled. The girl had blonde hair, large breasts, and a small waist. The girl was a perfect specimen of human females, and Leira had every intention of corrupting her tonight. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Jessica was done. Guys were assholes, especially college guys. Her now ex boyfriend, Jordan was a perfect example. Just because she wouldn't have sex with him, he had broken up with her and started dating the captain of the cheerleading team. Jessica was sure that Brittany would give it up to him—she gave it up to every other guy, too. As if that weren't bad enough, Jordan and Brittany had to show up at Jessica's party, mouth fucking each other and practically screwing with their clothes on. Ugh. Jessica reached the woods, and sat down with her beer to watch her own party from the sidelines. It was better than getting a close-up view of Jordan and Brittany. Idiots. "Hello, human," a voice said softly from right behind her. The alcohol had dulled Jessica's inhibitions, and she didn't yelp in fright as she might have had she been sober. Jessica turned her head to see who had spoken. Behind her, she saw a completely naked woman. Or at least she thought it was a woman. For the most part, she looked like a woman. But she had beautiful golden skin, and the moon reflecting off of it made it even more beautiful. She had a ruby-colored tattoo on her right shoulder that curved down under her breast and back up, the end of which teased her right nipple. The woman also had long golden-brown hair that brushed her waist. Her eyes were a brilliant shade of purple. Her lips were full and looked very soft. Jessica found herself wanting more than anything to kiss them. As Jessica's eyes traveled farther south, she noticed that the woman seemed to be stroking her pussy. Jessica knew that she should be shocked, but she found herself wanting to replace the woman's hand with her own mouth. "Hello, human. I am here to have sex with you. I assure you that it will be the best sex you will ever have. I also assure you that you do not have a choice in the matter." Leira smiled and knelt down, with her knees on either side of Jessica's legs, so that she was sitting on Jessica's lap, her pussy spread open for Jessica's viewing pleasure. Jessica tossed her beer away from her, and began exploring the woman's body. She had soft skin, almost the texture of silk. Her breasts were large, and danced in Jessica's face. Her ass was plump and begged to be spanked. Jessica wrapped her hands in the woman's hair and pulled lightly. She was rewarded with a soft moan. "What is your name?" Jessica asked, as her free hand found its way to the bare pussy in front of her. "My name is Leira, but it is an unimportant detail," Leira responded. Jessica slid one finger inside of Leira's pussy and began stroking her clitoris with her thumb as her finger pumped in and out of Leira's hot, slippery cunt. Jessica was rewarded with a long, low moan from Leira. "My name is Jessica, and you will be screaming it very soon," Jessica stated boldly. Jessica pushed Leira off of her lap and onto her back in the soft, slightly damp leaves that covered the ground under the trees. She slid another finger inside Leira's pussy, and lowered her mouth to lap at Leira's clit softly. Leira's taste exploded on Jessica's tongue, a spicy sweet taste that Jessica couldn't get enough of. Jessica began licking Leira's pussy in earnest, burying her face between Leira's legs, spearing Leira's cunt with three fingers now. Leira laid back, moaning loudly now, an orgasm rocked her. Her body tensed her, her pussy spasmed, and she cried out in ecstasy. "Mmm, YES! YES! Eat my pussy, Jessica!" Jessica ground her face into Leira's pussy, lapping up the juice that poured out of her hot cunt. She had a fleeting thought of this being her first lesbian encounter, but dismissed it just as quickly. The alcohol had lowered her inhibitions, and she was thoroughly enjoying Leira's instruction. Leira sat up and pushed Jessica onto her back, unbuttoning her pants and sliding them off deftly. Jessica's panties came off just as quickly, and she lay there, naked from the waist down. At some point, she had kicked her sandals off, but she couldn't really remember when. Jessica's pussy was hot and wet, ready for Leira's mouth, which Leira wasted no time in indulging. Leira fastened her mouth over Jessica's clit and began making wet, slurpy sounds as she sucked on it. Her tongue darted back and forth over Jessica's clit quickly, making Jessica's back arch off of the damp ground. Jessica reached down and wrapped her hands in Leira's hair, holding Leira's head closer to her cunt, practically begging to cum all over her face. Leira indulged her, and as Jessica began to shiver and twitch with the power of her first orgasm, Leira rammed three fingers of one hand into her pussy, and two fingers of her other hand into Jessica's tight little asshole. "Oh...oh...OH! GOD YES! Harder!" Jessica began rocking herself against Leira's hand, riding the waves of her orgasm. Before Jessica had even finished cumming, Leira had turned herself around so that her pussy was hanging over Jessica's face, dripping onto her lips. Jessica released Leira's hair, and grabbed her ass, pulling Leira's ready pussy down onto her own face. Jessica and Leira were making loud, slurping sounds and didn't hear the sound of an approaching intruder. When he spoke, it startled them both. "Whoa. What the--?" Jessica unburied her face from between Leira's perfect legs and looked up to see a guy that she shared a couple of classes with. She thought his name was David. "This isn't what it looks like," Jessica said quickly. "I honestly don't care what it is. I just want to join in," David retorted. "Then why are you still dressed, human?" Leira smiled seductively, and wiggled her ass above Jessica's head. David didn't waste any time kicking his shoes off and dropping his pants. In short order, he had stripped his shirt off, and was standing naked with a rock hard erection pointing out. Jessica couldn't imagine how awkward class would be the next Monday, and honestly didn't much care. David was a beautiful example of great genes and hard workouts. He had black hair, hazel eyes, tan skin, broad shoulders, hard muscles, and a huge cock. Leira stood up and walked up to him brazenly. When she reached him, she dropped to her knees and swallowed his cock, and with her other hand began fondling his balls. David immediately began whimpering and moaning. "Oh holy shit. Yes. Unh...take it all. Yes!" Not one to be left out or forgotten, Jessica stood up and ripped her shirt and bra off, letting her large breasts spring free. She positioned herself beside David, who immediately began fondling her breasts with one hand and rubbing her clit with the other. Just before David could cum in Leira's mouth, Leira stood up, turned around, and knelt down on all fours. "Fuck me, human." David looked between the two women, and seemed to make a snap decision. He grabbed Jessica by her arms, and knelt her back over Leira's back so that she was doing something of a back-bend over Leira. David speared Leira's dripping cunt with his cock and buried his face in Jessica's pussy, lapping at her slit while he stretched Leira's cunt. Jessica could feel another orgasm beginning to rip through her, and she arched her back, splaying her pussy wider and farther into David's face. As she came all over David's face, she could feel him tense up as well, and knew that he was spurting hot, sticky semen all over the inside of Leira's cunt. Leira couldn't seem to hold up either, and she began writhing in her own ecstasy, rubbing her pussy furiously until she, too was rocked with an orgasm. After a very short interlude in which all three tried to catch their breath, Jessica stood up on shaky legs. Leira stood as well, and David fell backwards to lay on his back. Leira took Jessica by the arms and guided her down onto David's still-hard cock. Jessica was facing David's feet, and Leira positioned herself between their legs. As Jessica began to ride David, Leira began lapping at her cunt, purposely licking David's cock as well. Jessica and David lost themselves in ecstasy, and when David started gasping that he was about to cum again, Jessica tensed up. "I'm not on birth control!" David was too far gone to care, and his cock spewed cum straight into Jessica's wet pussy. At the same time, the combination of knowing that David had just coated her insides with his seed and Leira's ministrations on her clit forced Jessica to cum all over David's cock and Leira's face. Jessica realized that as long as David had already came inside of her, she might as well enjoy the moment. Three hours later, when all three of them could barely stand any longer, Leira bid them farewell. David and Jessica returned to David's dorm room and fell into a deep and dreamless sleep. Space Fucked Ch. 03 Leira was laying on the on-board physician's table, legs spread wide in the stirrups. A highly advanced civilization, and this was still the choice method of humiliation for pregnant women. Space travel? Check. Cryopreservation? Check. Archaic method of checking the baby? Definite check. Dr. Plitch walked in the door with a bright and cheery smile on her face. Figures. She didn't have her feet in stirrups waiting to get a hand up her crotch. Leira's face remained impassive, and Dr. Plitch must have mistaken that for happiness. "You must be so excited, Leira! The tests have confirmed that you are pregnant. And I must say, you did an exceptional job at it, too! The scans confirm that there are four fetuses! And while I know that's a bit of a low number compared to Bryngali standards, humans are only normally pregnant with one at a time. So four is a great number!" "No offense, doc, but can we get this over with? I'd like to cover my precious vagina up if you don't mind," Leira said. "Oh! Of course. It must be pregnancy hormones making you so cranky. It's so exciting!" Leira thought to herself that she might just strangle this woman if she didn't shut up, but realized the technical difficulties that would present. Replacing her would be a nightmare. Too bad. Some people really had it coming... Dr. Plitch snapped a bio-glove on, and without delay stuck her hand in Leira's pussy. Leira squirmed slightly. It had been four weeks since she had been on-planet with Bryce, David, or Jessica. She was definitely feeling the effects of not getting some on a regular basis. "Everything looks great, Leira. The fetuses are developing very well. A little slower than a Bryngali pregnancy, but that is to be expected. Chief Morilen's human takes six whole months to deliver a pregnancy at term. You're moving along faster than that, and that is great." Dr. Plitch kept ramming her hand in Leira's crotch, feeling her womb, and talking non-stop. Leira was beginning to lose her patience. Somebody was going to have to fuck her. Soon. Just thinking about it made her nipples harden and her breathing quicken. Maybe she would even find a new human. The possibilities were endless. As soon as Dr. Plitch was done molesting her, Leira sat up and covered herself. As impatient as she was, she also wanted to know what gender her babies were going to be. Of course, Dr. Plitch was going on and on about how great the whole thing was, about how they would save the species, blah blah blah. "Doc, I'm tired. Just tell me what genders are inside my cunt and let me go. Okay?" Leira knew she was being rude, but she desperately needed a cock to fuck her twat. Pregnancy hormones? Check. "Oh. Um...let's see..." Dr. Plitch flipped through some files on her bio-board, and when she found the right one, she smiled. "Right here. It says that you are pregnant with two boys and two girls. Congratulations, Leira. An even mix. I'm so excited for you. You know—" "Great doc, thanks." Leira jumped up, grabbed her jumpsuit and walked out of the door. She didn't even bother putting it on. She was already two months pregnant, and with four fetuses, even a Bryngali woman has trouble fitting into her clothes. At the moment, Leira looked like a human woman that was eight months pregnant with one fetus. Leira walked to her quarters, palmed in, threw her jumpsuit on the floor, and walked right back out. She was going to go find some cock. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Leira's pussy was already soaked by the time she sneaked into Bryce's office. It was late, and he was still at work, presumably slaving away at some meaningless project. Humans were so weird sometimes. She couldn't wait to show Bryce her very-pregnant body. He had been so excited when she explained to him the specifics of why the Bryngali had approached humans. Pretty much, they needed to fuck and make babies. Because she had been confined to the ship for four weeks, he hadn't seen just how pregnant she had become. "Bryce!" She hissed, trying not to attract too much attention from the other humans on the floor. Bryce, immediately turned and looked at her with a huge grin. And then she saw his eyes settle on her belly. "Whoa. Leira, how fast do your pregnancies move?" "A normal Bryngali pregnancy is only three months. I'm already two months. The doctor said that my pregnancy will probably last four months. Human women that are pregnant with Bryngali fetuses are usually pregnant for about six months. We don't understand why there is a difference, but nevertheless. There it is. Now get naked. I need your cock." Bryce wasted no time in dropping his pants. He had been deprived of Leira for four weeks, and his body reminded him of that fact very insistently. Leira dropped to her knees and greedily sucked the entire length of his cock into her mouth, letting him fuck her throat. She swirled her tongue around his shaft, eager to taste him. Because it had been so long, he came very quickly, shooting into the back of her throat. There was so much cum, that some of it dribbled out of her mouth and onto her chin. Leira mopped it up with her fingers, and rubbed it in all over her pregnant belly. Bryce quickly dropped to his knees and began massaging her belly with one hand, and petting her soaking wet cunt with the other. He had missed her so much while she had stayed away. He knew that he was not her only human lover, but looked forward to her visits anyway. She had explained that he had been her first human lover, and that was enough for him. Bryce gently pushed Leira flat onto her back and knelt between her legs and began vigorously munching on her pussy. He nibbled on her clit, swirled his tongue around it, and then up and down her slit. The only sound in Bryce's office was their breathing and quiet moans. Leira reached her peak quickly as well, whimpering and shaking with the force of her orgasm. Bryce was so damn good at eating her pussy. Bryce lifted her hips off of the floor and effortlessly slid right into her little fuck tunnel. With one hand he supported her weight, and with the other, he played with her now leaking nipples. He pinched them and rolled them, coaxing more milk out of them. Then he would massage the other one, never the type to play favorites. His hips rocked a slow, rhythmic beat, in and out of her tight little pussy. Bryce bent his head over Leira's belly, and kissed it lovingly. He had put at least one or two of those babies in there. He loved that idea. He was going to be a father. The thought turned him on, and before he knew it, he was cumming inside of Leira again. He sprayed hot, sticky streams of his babies all over her already-pregnant womb. Without even pausing for a breath, he continued fucking her, continued making love to her pregnant body. With the hand that wasn't supporting her hips, he reached down and began drawing lazy little circles over her clit, which was a rock hard little pebble, peeking out at him right above his cock. "Bryce, your fucking cock feels so good. Please. Fuck me. Hard. I want it doggy style, and I want it rough. I want you to cum all over my face. I want you so fucking bad. Please!" Never one to disappoint, Bryce gently pulled out of her. He paused to admire the sight of his cum dripping out of her little cunt before turning her over. She got on all fours, wiggling her ass just a little. Bryce rammed himself inside of her, causing her to groan. He wrapped his hands under her belly to support it, and began pumping away. Leira was moaning rather insistently by now. She had reached down, around her belly and was furiously fingering herself. Just as she began to cum, Bryce's office door opened, and his boss walked in. Mark stood there in shock as Leira started yelling in earnest, cumming all over Bryce's cock, which of course pushed Bryce over the edge—when Leira came, her pussy milked his cock. Every single time. So Mark stood there and watched while Bryce and Leira came all over one another. After a short pause, Mark finally spoke. "What...the...fuck." "Sir, I can explain. This really isn't what it looks like," Bryce struggled to cover Leira's completely naked body with his own. "Well...actually, yes it is. Bryce just gave me the best fuck I have ever had in my life," Leira corrected. Bryce shot Leira a look that did everything but tell her to shut the fuck up. "Want to join in? I promise you'll have fun," Leira offered. "Honey, I'm sure he doesn't want to—" Bryce began. "Bryce, don't try to speak for me. I want some of what you're having too. If you're not comfortable, you could always leave." Bryce took a moment to absorb the hidden threat. If he didn't share Leira, who was pregnant with HIS child, who had a pussy full of HIS cum, he would lose his job. Fan-fucking-tastic. Knowing that Leira fucked other guys was one thing. Having to see it and/or participate in it? Not on his top ten list of shit to do this week. But he needed this job. He had a mortgage, a car payment, a motorcycle payment, insurance, and a mountain of student loans. Angrily, he stood up and jerked his pants back up around his waist. "I don't guess I really have a choice in the matter, now do I?" Bryce leaned against the wall, with a surly look on his face. He was sulking, and he knew it. Leira frowned slightly. She didn't want Bryce to be angry, but he was really such a square. She would have to break him of that... To Be Continued... *Sorry guys, I have to suspend writing this story for the day. I have some errands to run and appointments to make. I promise I will finish this later! Space Fucked: The Prequel Space Fucked: The Prequel The Bryngali are one of the most populous "alien" species in the universe. They are more advanced than humans in almost every way—they think faster, move quicker, and fuck better than any human. But when a virulent disease started spreading through their population, making it impossible for Bryngali to breed, their population took a major hit. The Bryngali called the virus, "Xenocide." It's not exactly original, but it fits. Any time a Bryngali female would spread her beautiful legs for her mate, both she and her mate would get violently ill. It would eventually lead to death. Leading scientists quickly learned that the disease was airborne, and when any foreign Bryngali DNA was introduced, it mutated into a form that killed the host. It was similar to AIDS in that it imposed itself into the host's DNA, making it pretty much impossible to cure without killing the host. Bryngali scientists were desperately looking for cures when they ran across a memo from thirty years previous that mentioned Earth. The memo mentioned that Earthlings were violent and dangerous animals, but that their structure was very similar to the Bryngali. With one very important exception—they were immune to most Bryngali diseases, and vice versa. Bryngali could not contract human diseases, and humans could not contract Bryngali diseases. The scientists developed a theory. If Bryngali were to mate with humans, the humans would not contract Xenocide, and because of their similarities, Bryngali and humans could hypothetically make half-breed children. But they needed to test this theory out. Not every Bryngali was thrilled with the idea of introducing their dying species to the violent humans—they were already losing more people every single day, and didn't want to take the chance of war. The anti-human Bryngali wanted to wait for a cure. On the other side of the fence were the pro-human Bryngali. They were convinced that this was the Bryngali's only chance of survival, even if they would be half-breed Bryngali. After much consideration, the Chief decided that, despite his own doubts, this was the best chance the Bryngali had. And, due to the danger, he also decided that he would be the first to mate with a human. He was old, and had already had fifty children. The main concern was how Bryngali babies would affect human women—the Bryngali fetal development is very different from the human one. The Bryngali males and females can both have children, and can both make children. Thus, it is possible for lesbians and gay male Bryngali to have children together. At least until Xenocide. For anatomical reasons, human men would not be able to carry children, but the gay Bryngali men would still be able to have children by them. Hypothetically, of course. None of this had been tested. More concerning was the number and speed of Bryngali fetuses. It was common for a Bryngali woman to be pregnant with five Bryngali children at one time. And the Bryngali fetal development was much quicker. Bryngali women were only pregnant for three Earth months, versus the normal nine for humans. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Chief Morilen was apprehensive for obvious reasons. This was the first time in centuries he had been involved in any form of alien life-form abduction. And the fate of his entire species was resting on his shoulders. No pressure or anything. Morilen was very handsome—he had gold skin, broad shoulders, well developed muscles, and eyes the color of sapphires. None of that mattered tonight, though. Morilen dressed in all black, mimicking the human clothes as best as he could. His shirt was long-sleeved and hugged his upper body like a second skin. His pants were baggier than Bryngali custom, but nevertheless comfortable. He wore black boots that were as similar to human shoes as was possible on such short notice. He supposed that it would suffice, especially if the human that he chose didn't pay very close attention. Three hours later, Morilen was in the dark, on the planet surface, waiting for an opportunity to strike. He was standing in the dark alley beside a bar that looked more like a brothel. Human women wearing next-to-nothing were parading in and out of the door. The sign on the door read "gentleman's club," but the men that were arriving didn't look very gentlemanly to Morilen. Every so often, a human woman would come out of the door, meet a "gentleman" at their car, and fifteen minutes later, the smell of sex would waft towards Morilen as they exited the car. At least it wouldn't be hard to find a woman to sleep with here. Just as Morilen resigned himself to waiting for a few more hours, a beautiful human woman began walking toward him. This woman was different. She had not met any humans at their car at all that night. And she was fully dressed. She had beautiful red hair, and eyes the color of emeralds. Her breasts were even larger than the breasts of the whores. She walked with confidence, and had an almost defiant air about her. Morilen found himself standing straighter as he watched her. She was completely unaware of him, but was walking right for the alley that he was standing in. Just before she reached the alley, a human male called out to her. "Hey, Annabelle! Wait!" A human male came running from the club, trying to grab her arm. "Go fuck yourself, Jacob. I saw you walk out with her. And I saw you get in the car with her. And I can smell her all over you. You are a fucking pig, and it is over. And so is this conversation," the beautiful woman said. Morilen felt his anger start to rise. How dare this "Jacob" mistreat this woman? She was beautiful, and perfect for breeding with. "Annabelle! Don't walk away from me!" Jacob grabbed Annabelle's arm, and when she spun around, she spit in his face. What happened next was so fast, even Morilen was surprised. Jacob raised his arm to swing at Annabelle, and just that fast, Morilen was behind the human male, one arm around his throat, the other arm twisting the human male's arm past what it was capable, producing a sickening "crack!" sound. Before either human had a chance to respond, Morilen snatched up the woman named "Annabelle" and was running back to the shuttle that was in the woods right behind the club. In less than sixty seconds, Morilen had a screaming human woman on his shuttle, restrained, and was on his way back to the ship. "Who ARE you?! WHAT are you?! And what do you want with me?! I'll give you anything you want. Money, my keys, my wallet. Just please don't hurt me!" Annabelle kept up a constant deluge of pleas and bargaining until she finally exhausted herself. Morilen looked down at her calmly and began speaking. "My name is Morilen. I'm obviously not human. My species has been struck with a plague that makes it impossible for us to procreate. You are now part of a test. I will mate with you. You will have my children. And you will be cared for better than you could ever have imagined. You will be my queen, as humans call it. I am Chief Morilen. And you are now my mate." Annabelle gaped at Morilen. "You have got to be shitting me," she finally said. "I am not familiar with this term, Annabelle," Morilen replied as he steered the shuttle toward the ship, which was still at least ten minutes away. "It means that I don't believe you. This is some sort of nightmare. Or a really elaborate practical joke. Or even if this were real, which it isn't, I'm not going to be your baby-maker," Annabelle babbled. Morilen smiled before replying. "I assure you that I am not "shitting" you. And I also assure you that this is very real. I also promise that you will enjoy every moment of our time together. More than that, you don't have a choice, Annabelle." ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ An hour later, Annabelle was tied down spread eagle to a bed in the center of an enormous room. Every Bryngali on the ship was in the room, looking on with a mixture of excitement and curiosity. Annabelle was screaming at the top of her lungs, her breasts bouncing as she arched her back off of the bed, flailing about uselessly. Morilen entered the room wearing nothing. His cock was rock hard, and ready to test Annabelle. He was understandably nervous, considering that if this went at all wrong, he was sentencing not only himself and Annabelle to death, but also his entire species. When Morilen entered Annabelle's sight, she stopped resisting and her eyes widened in terror. She realized that no matter how hard she struggled, this was going to happen, and fell into an almost resigned state of acceptance. "Annabelle, I am very sorry about how this had to happen. My people deserve to witness this. Their very survival depends upon this working." Morilen spoke softly, trying to calm her. Annabelle didn't respond, but she began weeping silently. Morilen felt horribly guilty, but he couldn't afford to ease her into this. His species couldn't afford it. He crawled between her legs, and put his mouth to her pussy. He began licking her, preparing her for his invasion. He was rewarded with a soft, involuntary moan. Morilen used one hand to stroke her slit, which was becoming wet with his saliva and her own lubrication. Gently, he probed her with first one, and then two fingers, pumping in and out rhythmically. When Morilen glanced up, he noticed that she was no longer weeping. Her eyes were closed, and her lips were parted slightly. Her breathing had increased, and she seemed to be enjoying herself. After a few more moments of lapping at her increasingly wet pussy, Morilen positioned himself to enter her with his cock. She didn't protest, and even seemed to be eager for him to enter her. In one smooth movement, he entered her, completely filling her now soaked cunt with his cock. She moaned her appreciation, and her hips thrust up to meet him, encouraging him. Morilen began fucking her softly, and bent his head to her breasts, teasing her nipples with his tongue and teeth. She met his rhythm with her hips, her moaning becoming louder. "Annabelle, do you like this? Do you want more?" Morilen lightly bit her left nipple, eliciting a gasp. "Yes. Morilen, please...I can't stand this...please fuck me. I want it so badly." Annabelle was squirming. Her cunt was now soaked and her hips were bucking, begging for more. "As you wish, my queen," Morilen replied. He pulled out until just the head of his cock was inside of her, waiting for just a moment before thrusting all the way inside of her. He began fucking her in earnest, pounding her cunt mercilessly. Annabelle shouted her approval, her hips meeting his rhythm, her tits bouncing in my face. Morilen bent his head to nibble on her nipples. With one hand, he cupped her ass, pulling her onto his cock with force every time he thrust inside of her. With the other hand, he played with the nipple that he wasn't sucking on, rolling it between his fingers and pinching it lightly. "Harder, Morilen! I'm going to cum! Please fuck me!" Morilen obliged her, pounding her tight little cunt with his enormous cock, while at the same time using her ass to pull her into the same rhythm against his own hips. With a blood-curdling scream, Annabelle began cumming on Morilen's cock, her head thrown back in ecstasy. Watching Annabelle cum on his cock pushed Morilen over the edge, his own orgasm rocking through him. He began spurting his seed inside of Annabelle, grunting and pushing himself deep inside of her as he emptied himself in her cunt. After his own orgasm and Annabelle's orgasm, he lay still on top of her. They were both breathing hard, both slick with sweat. After a few minutes, Korimo, Morilen's assistant chief cleared his throat. "Chief Morilen, it's time," Korimo said softly. "Korimo, it can wait. Give her some time, okay?" Morilen was annoyed with Korimo's insensitive attitude. Couldn't he see that she was delicate? That she was his? "Sir, I don't think it can. You know the risks." Morilen knew on one level that Korimo was right, but he had become possessive of Annabelle. "Fine," Morilen spat angrily, "but nobody fucks her. They can taste her. And that...is...it. Are we clear on that?" "Crystal, sir." Morilen put his mouth right beside Annabelle's ear and whispered softly, "Annabelle. My people are going to taste you. They won't hurt you. I will be right here the whole time. You will be pleasured. I promise you that. If anyone attempts to cause you harm, their punishment will be swift and severe. Don't be afraid." Morilen stood and positioned himself beside Annabelle's head. She looked at him with new eyes. There was some fear there, but mostly he saw happiness. She had just had the best sex of her life, and was considerably calmer. Korimo knelt between Annabelle's legs and darted his tongue out to lick the inner folds of her cunt. Korimo was also very attractive, if you were into aliens with gold skin. Korimo had jet black hair, and eyes the same shade as Annabelle's. The black hair against golden skin and emerald eyes was striking by itself. But Korimo was also built like a human body-builder. His arms were strong, his cock was huge, and he was just as talented at eating pussy as Morilen. Annabelle's eyes rolled back in her head, and she began moaning for more. Korimo ate her pussy until she covered his face in her sticky sweet cream and shattered in another orgasm. Annabelle was attended to by every person on board the ship. There were a total of three hundred and fifty Bryngali men and women aboard. Each Bryngali tasted her that night. From time to time, she would suck Morilen's cock as some other Bryngali nibbled on her clit. By the end of the night, she was covered in cum—hers and Morilen's. The next day, the on board physician examined her and announced that she was pregnant. There were two fetuses growing inside of her womb. Morilen rejoiced, and they returned to his quarters. "Morilen, I know that I'm in a delicate form, but what does this mean for our sex life?" Annabelle glanced down, ashamed that she had become such a slut overnight. "Annabelle, not an hour will go by that you won't cum on someone's face or my cock. I told you that I would care for you. And I will. Now come here." Annabelle crawled across the bed, and lifted her dress, revealing the fact that she was not wearing panties. She began rubbing herself vigorously, and spread her legs so that Morilen could watch. Morilen quickly shed his pants, and began stroking himself as he watched Annabelle pleasure herself. Just before Annabelle came, he stopped her. "No, Annabelle. You are going to cum all over my cock." Without another word, he plunged himself deep inside of her, until his cock caressed her now-pregnant womb. Annabelle rocked against him, and after several minutes, they came at the same time, and Morilen coated her cunt in his seed. They continued like this for a week, fucking and sleeping in a never-ending cycle.