fuck her?
That word. Fuck . An alien was going to fuck her, stick his cock in her and make alien babies with her. Would they burst out of her womb through the walls of her abdomen when they were ready to be born, or did they come out like normal babies?
Why didn’t they have females of their own, was it because they all died in childbirth?
Her courage failed her and she went to pick up her clothes. But Ishk had returned. She froze, and turned to face him.
“Kneel on the bed.”
Evie moved, her body no longer hurting, but she didn’t feel like celebrating that fact, not when she had no idea what was about to happen.
Climbing on the bed, she knelt, looking down at the white sheets covering it, while behind her he moved, undressing. She squeezed her eyes together and tried to recapture the image of her crush, but the faces of her parents came to her instead and her throat constricted in sorrow.
Come on, Evie, self-preservation , she told herself.
Dismissing her thoughts, she instead concentrated on the sensations flooding her body. A thrill of excitement, the wonder of the unknown. This she could work with. And when his weight made the bed dip, she did feel her desire awaken. Yet it was a different desire, one that wanted to be loved, not used. It would have to do.
His hand on her hip made her jump, his fingers dug a little deeper to keep her still. The other hand went to press her knees further apart and she cringed inwardly at the thought of him looking at her. She must be exposed to him, her sex in plain view. Would he touch her, or just thrust into her?
Turning her head, she looked at him, seeing the expression on his face and then watching when he reached forward and drew his finger along the length of her. She was dry, much too dry.
Ishk pushed the same finger into her, working it deep, her body responded, gripping him. In and out he worked it. Evie closed her eyes and told herself it was good, she was enjoying his touch but it was only half-true. He still terrified her.
He removed his fingers, and the large head of his cock pressed against her outer lips. She closed her eyes, breathing deeply, trying to stay relaxed. If she tensed up, this would really hurt, because he felt massive. Did they fit together, would he hurt her?
Evie was about to find out. He pressed forward and she heard him grunt as he breached her outer lips and entered her. Slowly he pushed forward, one fluid movement, until he broke her. A sharp pain filled her as he took her virginity, now she was his.
Ishk pulled back as she tensed and then thrust forward hard, filling her to the hilt. She cried out, wailing in fear at the fullness of him. He paused, his hands on either side of her hips, as he stilled. Her body fought to accommodate him, to yield for him. But it protested, her internal muscles aching and she wished he had put some of the ointment inside her sex to numb her internally.
When her cries subsided, he moved to pull out of her, but then he thrust back in again, hard and long. Ishk took her, long hard lunges in and out. Slowly he woke up the woman in her, and she felt her orgasm building. The feel of his cock grazing the inside of her sex was incredibly stimulating.
But she needed more. There was a peak, just out of reach and she didn’t know how to climb there, what it would take to touch it and then fall off it. Ishk moved faster, his hips jerking hard and his breathing became laboured. Then he reached his own peak. Inside her, his cock seemed to fuse with her body and she felt him pumping his seed into her. The potential of life, of an alien child being made, as he filled her.
When he finished, he released her and she sank down onto the bed, her arms and legs not able to hold her up. Ishk left her there, going to the bathroom and closing the door.
Evie tried to feel happy. She was still alive, and he hadn’t split her in two. Yet she felt empty, her body unsatisfied. But maybe that was all there ever would be with a man
That word. Fuck . An alien was going to fuck her, stick his cock in her and make alien babies with her. Would they burst out of her womb through the walls of her abdomen when they were ready to be born, or did they come out like normal babies?
Why didn’t they have females of their own, was it because they all died in childbirth?
Her courage failed her and she went to pick up her clothes. But Ishk had returned. She froze, and turned to face him.
“Kneel on the bed.”
Evie moved, her body no longer hurting, but she didn’t feel like celebrating that fact, not when she had no idea what was about to happen.
Climbing on the bed, she knelt, looking down at the white sheets covering it, while behind her he moved, undressing. She squeezed her eyes together and tried to recapture the image of her crush, but the faces of her parents came to her instead and her throat constricted in sorrow.
Come on, Evie, self-preservation , she told herself.
Dismissing her thoughts, she instead concentrated on the sensations flooding her body. A thrill of excitement, the wonder of the unknown. This she could work with. And when his weight made the bed dip, she did feel her desire awaken. Yet it was a different desire, one that wanted to be loved, not used. It would have to do.
His hand on her hip made her jump, his fingers dug a little deeper to keep her still. The other hand went to press her knees further apart and she cringed inwardly at the thought of him looking at her. She must be exposed to him, her sex in plain view. Would he touch her, or just thrust into her?
Turning her head, she looked at him, seeing the expression on his face and then watching when he reached forward and drew his finger along the length of her. She was dry, much too dry.
Ishk pushed the same finger into her, working it deep, her body responded, gripping him. In and out he worked it. Evie closed her eyes and told herself it was good, she was enjoying his touch but it was only half-true. He still terrified her.
He removed his fingers, and the large head of his cock pressed against her outer lips. She closed her eyes, breathing deeply, trying to stay relaxed. If she tensed up, this would really hurt, because he felt massive. Did they fit together, would he hurt her?
Evie was about to find out. He pressed forward and she heard him grunt as he breached her outer lips and entered her. Slowly he pushed forward, one fluid movement, until he broke her. A sharp pain filled her as he took her virginity, now she was his.
Ishk pulled back as she tensed and then thrust forward hard, filling her to the hilt. She cried out, wailing in fear at the fullness of him. He paused, his hands on either side of her hips, as he stilled. Her body fought to accommodate him, to yield for him. But it protested, her internal muscles aching and she wished he had put some of the ointment inside her sex to numb her internally.
When her cries subsided, he moved to pull out of her, but then he thrust back in again, hard and long. Ishk took her, long hard lunges in and out. Slowly he woke up the woman in her, and she felt her orgasm building. The feel of his cock grazing the inside of her sex was incredibly stimulating.
But she needed more. There was a peak, just out of reach and she didn’t know how to climb there, what it would take to touch it and then fall off it. Ishk moved faster, his hips jerking hard and his breathing became laboured. Then he reached his own peak. Inside her, his cock seemed to fuse with her body and she felt him pumping his seed into her. The potential of life, of an alien child being made, as he filled her.
When he finished, he released her and she sank down onto the bed, her arms and legs not able to hold her up. Ishk left her there, going to the bathroom and closing the door.
Evie tried to feel happy. She was still alive, and he hadn’t split her in two. Yet she felt empty, her body unsatisfied. But maybe that was all there ever would be with a man
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