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Authors: Meg Ripley
Tags: Fiction, adventure, Romance, Fantasy, Paranormal, Adult, Action, SciFi, supernatural, Short-Story, Alien, Anthology, alien invasion, Erotic, menage, mfm, Alien Contact, space travel, threesome romance, Three Books In One
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Bronn let out a low, almost growling sound of pleasure, saying something in his strange alien language that Lenth replied to.
Giselle began to work her lips up and down along Bronn’s shaft, slowly but surely taking him into her mouth, becoming accustomed to the strangeness of the ridges rubbing against her lips. The tip of his thick, large member brushed against the back of her throat, and for a moment, Giselle panicked—she knew there was no way for her to take everything that he had. She wrapped her hand more firmly around the base of his shaft and began to work on him with both her mouth and her fingers, bringing her lips down as far as they could comfortably go and bringing her hand up to her lips.
Behind her, she felt the thick hardness of Lenth’s penis rubbing against her slick folds; she felt a shiver of fear work down her spine at the thought of him filling her up, taking her—but she knew that both aliens were serious in their goal not to hurt her. As Lenth thrust into her slowly from behind, Giselle moaned, her lips and hand tightening around Bronn’s member in reaction; Lenth’s cock felt almost uncomfortably large inside of her, pushing past the resistance of her body, aided by her fluids. She forced herself to breathe steadily, forced her body to relax as Lenth moved his hips in a slow, rocking rhythm, pushing deeper and deeper inside of her.
Giselle lost all track of time, lost all ability to do anything but respond to the sensations coursing through her body as Lenth began to move gradually faster inside of her. Her muffled moans were not quite loud enough for her to hear over the sound of the two aliens’ pleasure as they worked her mouth and pussy at the same time; Bronn’s hips began to move, though Giselle realized that he was holding back, that he was being careful—mindful even in his pleasure not to hurt her. She swayed and rocked between the two men’s bodies, sucking and licking, pushing her hips back as her body began to adjust to the size of Lenth’s cock filling her up over and over again.
Giselle felt Bronn tensing, felt his body coiling like a spring, and pulled back slightly—not sure of what to expect, but reading the symptoms of what was remarkably like a human orgasm. The first gush of his climax spurted into her mouth, coating her tongue with tingling, almost citrusy-tasting sweetness, nearly choking her. Giselle instinctively swallowed as more and more of the fluid poured into her mouth, the sweet taste making her eager for more. She moaned as Lenth began to thrust harder and faster inside of her, every movement of his hips driving him up against her g-spot; she cried out, the sound muffled by Bronn’s still-erect member between her lips, as she felt Lenth’s fingers rubbing against her clit even as his cock rubbed along her inner walls.
Bronn gently pushed her away, lifting her head from his lap, and Giselle arched and twisted as ripples of ecstasy coursed through her, so intense she could barely hold herself up even as Lenth continued to pound into her from behind. She moaned and cried out, animal sounds of pleasure filling her ears, and felt Lenth’s body tensing against hers as he reached his own orgasm. The alien shouted out in his strange language, and Giselle collapsed helplessly onto her elbows, her head falling forward as her orgasm intensified with the sensation of tingling, thick liquid gushing into her. The room spun around her until she closed her eyes, trembling as she blacked out.
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Bronn watched the human woman closely as Lenth composed their initial report, murmuring softly into the speech pickups at his station. “She is as beautiful as any human woman could be,” Bronn remarked to his colleague, smiling slightly.
“Stop talking about me in your crazy alien language,” Giselle said, opening one dark eye to look up at him. Bronn laughed.
“How do you know we’re talking about you?” Lenth asked, turning away from the terminal to regard
Giselle began to work her lips up and down along Bronn’s shaft, slowly but surely taking him into her mouth, becoming accustomed to the strangeness of the ridges rubbing against her lips. The tip of his thick, large member brushed against the back of her throat, and for a moment, Giselle panicked—she knew there was no way for her to take everything that he had. She wrapped her hand more firmly around the base of his shaft and began to work on him with both her mouth and her fingers, bringing her lips down as far as they could comfortably go and bringing her hand up to her lips.
Behind her, she felt the thick hardness of Lenth’s penis rubbing against her slick folds; she felt a shiver of fear work down her spine at the thought of him filling her up, taking her—but she knew that both aliens were serious in their goal not to hurt her. As Lenth thrust into her slowly from behind, Giselle moaned, her lips and hand tightening around Bronn’s member in reaction; Lenth’s cock felt almost uncomfortably large inside of her, pushing past the resistance of her body, aided by her fluids. She forced herself to breathe steadily, forced her body to relax as Lenth moved his hips in a slow, rocking rhythm, pushing deeper and deeper inside of her.
Giselle lost all track of time, lost all ability to do anything but respond to the sensations coursing through her body as Lenth began to move gradually faster inside of her. Her muffled moans were not quite loud enough for her to hear over the sound of the two aliens’ pleasure as they worked her mouth and pussy at the same time; Bronn’s hips began to move, though Giselle realized that he was holding back, that he was being careful—mindful even in his pleasure not to hurt her. She swayed and rocked between the two men’s bodies, sucking and licking, pushing her hips back as her body began to adjust to the size of Lenth’s cock filling her up over and over again.
Giselle felt Bronn tensing, felt his body coiling like a spring, and pulled back slightly—not sure of what to expect, but reading the symptoms of what was remarkably like a human orgasm. The first gush of his climax spurted into her mouth, coating her tongue with tingling, almost citrusy-tasting sweetness, nearly choking her. Giselle instinctively swallowed as more and more of the fluid poured into her mouth, the sweet taste making her eager for more. She moaned as Lenth began to thrust harder and faster inside of her, every movement of his hips driving him up against her g-spot; she cried out, the sound muffled by Bronn’s still-erect member between her lips, as she felt Lenth’s fingers rubbing against her clit even as his cock rubbed along her inner walls.
Bronn gently pushed her away, lifting her head from his lap, and Giselle arched and twisted as ripples of ecstasy coursed through her, so intense she could barely hold herself up even as Lenth continued to pound into her from behind. She moaned and cried out, animal sounds of pleasure filling her ears, and felt Lenth’s body tensing against hers as he reached his own orgasm. The alien shouted out in his strange language, and Giselle collapsed helplessly onto her elbows, her head falling forward as her orgasm intensified with the sensation of tingling, thick liquid gushing into her. The room spun around her until she closed her eyes, trembling as she blacked out.
****
Bronn watched the human woman closely as Lenth composed their initial report, murmuring softly into the speech pickups at his station. “She is as beautiful as any human woman could be,” Bronn remarked to his colleague, smiling slightly.
“Stop talking about me in your crazy alien language,” Giselle said, opening one dark eye to look up at him. Bronn laughed.
“How do you know we’re talking about you?” Lenth asked, turning away from the terminal to regard
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