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and then began to carefully sink down, balancing on her knees as best as she could as she lowered her hips. Andrea whimpered as she felt the heat of him pressing against her, feeling a flicker of panic—and then, as she continued to push her hips down, taking him inch by inch, a low, contented moan left her lips.
Jan’s hands gripped her hips tightly, and before she could quite adjust to the size of him, he had pushed her completely down, thrusting up to meet her, his member filling her up in one fast movement. It was not as difficult as it had been the night before; Andrea began to move at Jan’s prompting, lifting herself up and sinking back down onto him, rocking her hips, and she realized there was no real pain from the penetration—only a sensation of tight fullness, along with a deepening pleasure. She could feel her arousal getting more and more intense, even as every movement of her body made her breasts bounce, sending new jolts of throbbing heat and tingling pain from her nipples to her sex. Andrea began to move faster, panting, tugging ineffectually against the sash that bound her wrists.
Jan sat up, one arm cradling her, and Andrea let out a groan as she felt first one, and then the other clip spring free of her nipples, relief flooding her. In a matter of moments, she was coming, crying out again and again, and feeling her muscles rippling around Jan’s member. He murmured something she couldn’t quite understand, and then she heard the sound of him shouting in his native language and felt the hot flood of his fluids rushing into her body.
Andrea reeled as the last wave of orgasm crashed through her, unable to hold herself up anymore. She felt the ties around her wrists give way, and she fell into Jan’s waiting embrace, trembling with relief. As the darkness began to swirl around her pleasure-fogged brain, Andrea wondered, why does the man I’ve been looking for have to be an alien?
PART THREE
ANDREA GROANED AS THE SOUND of her alarm ripped her out of a deep, exhausted sleep. She had managed to forget that she had work. In fact, she had managed to forget everything about her life prior to the moment when Jan had waltzed in on it, saving her from a potential run-in with the police.
She reached out blindly for her alarm clock and felt Jan shifting in the bed next to her. Her body ached all over in ways that she wasn’t used to feeling. Her breasts were sore, and her hips felt as if she had been trying to do yoga for hours at a time without any break.
“What is that sound? It’s unpleasant,” Jan’s rumbling voice remarked.
Andrea hit the snooze button, even though she knew, deep down, that she was going to waste her entire window. I should just call in sick, she thought. I’d be useless at work anyway. She turned over in bed to face Jan and opened her eyes slowly. “It’s my alarm,” she explained. “Don’t you have wake-up alarms where you come from?” It seemed impossible that a space-faring race — and Jan’s alien people certainly were space-faring, to have ended up on earth — wouldn’t have an appreciation for time, she mused as she yawned .
“Something like this, but not sound.” He pulled her body close to his under the covers. “It’s a—a device. Particularly for spacers. It can be set by a boss, and it makes a tingle under the skin to alert.”
Andrea shuddered, “And you guys submit to that kind of intrusive alarm?”
“We have—I think—much greater pain tolerances than humans.”
They had been slowly exchanging information about their races ever since Andrea had come to understand what Jan was there for, that he was, in fact, an alien, looking for female human subjects to create a hybrid with his people. It troubled her more than a little that he remained less than open about the possibility that, while he would not round her up as a subject for testing, he might round up some other hapless woman to fulfill his quota.
But Andrea had
Jan’s hands gripped her hips tightly, and before she could quite adjust to the size of him, he had pushed her completely down, thrusting up to meet her, his member filling her up in one fast movement. It was not as difficult as it had been the night before; Andrea began to move at Jan’s prompting, lifting herself up and sinking back down onto him, rocking her hips, and she realized there was no real pain from the penetration—only a sensation of tight fullness, along with a deepening pleasure. She could feel her arousal getting more and more intense, even as every movement of her body made her breasts bounce, sending new jolts of throbbing heat and tingling pain from her nipples to her sex. Andrea began to move faster, panting, tugging ineffectually against the sash that bound her wrists.
Jan sat up, one arm cradling her, and Andrea let out a groan as she felt first one, and then the other clip spring free of her nipples, relief flooding her. In a matter of moments, she was coming, crying out again and again, and feeling her muscles rippling around Jan’s member. He murmured something she couldn’t quite understand, and then she heard the sound of him shouting in his native language and felt the hot flood of his fluids rushing into her body.
Andrea reeled as the last wave of orgasm crashed through her, unable to hold herself up anymore. She felt the ties around her wrists give way, and she fell into Jan’s waiting embrace, trembling with relief. As the darkness began to swirl around her pleasure-fogged brain, Andrea wondered, why does the man I’ve been looking for have to be an alien?
PART THREE
ANDREA GROANED AS THE SOUND of her alarm ripped her out of a deep, exhausted sleep. She had managed to forget that she had work. In fact, she had managed to forget everything about her life prior to the moment when Jan had waltzed in on it, saving her from a potential run-in with the police.
She reached out blindly for her alarm clock and felt Jan shifting in the bed next to her. Her body ached all over in ways that she wasn’t used to feeling. Her breasts were sore, and her hips felt as if she had been trying to do yoga for hours at a time without any break.
“What is that sound? It’s unpleasant,” Jan’s rumbling voice remarked.
Andrea hit the snooze button, even though she knew, deep down, that she was going to waste her entire window. I should just call in sick, she thought. I’d be useless at work anyway. She turned over in bed to face Jan and opened her eyes slowly. “It’s my alarm,” she explained. “Don’t you have wake-up alarms where you come from?” It seemed impossible that a space-faring race — and Jan’s alien people certainly were space-faring, to have ended up on earth — wouldn’t have an appreciation for time, she mused as she yawned .
“Something like this, but not sound.” He pulled her body close to his under the covers. “It’s a—a device. Particularly for spacers. It can be set by a boss, and it makes a tingle under the skin to alert.”
Andrea shuddered, “And you guys submit to that kind of intrusive alarm?”
“We have—I think—much greater pain tolerances than humans.”
They had been slowly exchanging information about their races ever since Andrea had come to understand what Jan was there for, that he was, in fact, an alien, looking for female human subjects to create a hybrid with his people. It troubled her more than a little that he remained less than open about the possibility that, while he would not round her up as a subject for testing, he might round up some other hapless woman to fulfill his quota.
But Andrea had
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