Trent.” With that she pulls her sequin dress back on and turns to leave. She
takes a couple of steps back towards the main street before glancing over
her shoulder at you.
“If you’re ever back here, you know where to find me.” She calls out.
“I’ll make a point of it.” You reply, your eyes fixed on her firm
buttocks, encased in the tight, shimmering dress, swaying hypnotically from
side to side before she disappears from view. You quickly pull on your own
clothes and head back towards the bar.
A few minutes later, you stand at the bar again.
“You look in better spirits than you were earlier.” The Barman
observes with a knowing grin. You favour him with a wry smile before
getting back to business. Before the distraction, you were here looking for
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“You’re pretty good with your lips.” You smile. “I wonder how they would feel elsewhere…”
Elira chuckles at your audacity before slowly kissing down your chest,
dropping to her knees as her lips graze your toned abdomen. Your cock
rapidly hardens, rising to meet her. She studies it for a moment, taking it in
her hand and slowly stroking it.
“I’ve never sucked an alien’s cock before.” She muses, her blue fingers
contrasting with the pale skin of your shaft.
“I’ve never had an alien suck my cock before.” You counter. Elira’s
eyes meet yours and she smiles at your corresponding standpoints.
“There’s a first time for everything.” She replies before opening her
mouth and taking the head of your cock inside. You let out a groan of
pleasure as her lips close around your thick shaft, the warmth of her mouth
enveloping the tip before she begins to bob her head back and forth, her lips
sliding up and down your length. Her eyes gaze up at you, clearly enjoying
your reaction as you watch the exotic sight of your cock disappearing
between her blue lips. As she continues to stroke your shaft in tandem with
her lips, she reaches between your legs with her free hand and begins to
gently caress your balls. You let out a moan of pleasure at the delicious
sensations radiating out from your groin. She pulls your cock from her lips
and gazes up at you.
“You like that Earthman?” She grins. “You like having your big, pink
cock in my mouth?” You nod dumbly and she stretches out her tongue and
swirls it around your straining bulbous head, her tongue feeling deliciously
hot as it swipes over the taut red skin of the tip. She runs her tongue up and
down your shaft, before taking you back into her mouth. You can feel your
balls tightening as you close in on your climax. Elira seems to sense it and
you let out a groan of frustration as she pulls your cock from her mouth and
gets to her feet. She presses her lips to yours, kissing you passionately. You
embrace each other, your hands caressing and stroking each other’s bodies
before her lips slide across your cheek to your ear.
“You’re getting close aren’t you?” She teases, her hand reaching down
and pumping your throbbing cock. “Do you want me to swallow your creamy
come? It might be nice to taste an Earthman’s seed.”
Hell yes!
Come on her breasts
“I want to fill your mouth with my come.” You pant, your pulse racing, desperate to reach your climax. Elira disengages herself from you and sinks
to her knees before you. She strokes your shaft thoughtfully for a moment
before guiding the head between her lips. The come is churning in your balls
and the pressure is building. You know you won’t last much longer. Her lips
lock around the bulbous tip and her slender fingers pump your shaft. You
reach down, running your hands through her long silky purple hair as she
bobs her head back and forth. She reaches between your legs with her free
hand, her fingers gently playing over your taut ball sack before reaching
behind and caressing the sensitive seam of skin between your balls and arse.
You groan with pleasure as you watch her blue lips, stretched around your
rock hard cock, sliding up and down your saliva slick length.
“I’m getting close.” You warn her. Her eyes flick up to yours and her
hand pumps faster, her mouth sucking on you as she brings you rapidly
towards your climax. Her talented mouth combined with the playful caress
of her fingers sends you over the edge. With a roar of release, you feel the
blissful release as your come shoots up your shaft, exploding into her
waiting mouth. Her pale red eyes are fixed on yours as your cock pulses
again and again, filling her mouth. Elira pulls back, her lips locking around
the tip and sucking the come from you before gulping it down. You grunt
with each powerful pulse until your cock twitches one final time in Elira’s
mouth. She slips you from between her lips and smiles up at you, a trickle of
your come running down her chin, the creamy white fluid contrasting with
her pale blue skin. She swallows the last of your seed, before collecting the
droplet from her chin on a fingertip and sucking it from her finger.
“Not bad.” She grins, getting back to her feet. “I quite enjoyed doing
that.”
“Not as much as I enjoyed it.” You grin, feeling a bit unsteady on your
feet. She presses her lips to yours and then backs away, studying you.
“Now we have performed the sacred ritual of P’Tau and I have
consumed your seed, we are forever joined, you and I.” Elira tells you
solemnly. “Just give me a few hours to set my affairs here in order and I shall accompany you wherever you go as your faithful concubine.” Your eyes
widen in surprise.
“I… I…” You stutter. “Errr…”
“You were aware of course?” She continues, her brow furrowing. “It is
a legally binding arrangement among my people. Any party who would break such a sacred covenant would be subject to summary execution by
incineration.”
“Elira.” You reply, your heart in your mouth. “I… we… I can’t…” Her lips
curl into a smile.
“Oh Earthman.” She grins, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “You’re
just too easy.”
“You’re joking.” You breathe out a long sigh of relief.
“Yes Trent, I’m joking.” She chuckles sexily, reaching for her dress.
“You should have seen your face!” The moment of panic over, you watch
her pull on the tight sequin dress, drinking in her beautiful and exotic blue
body one last time as she dresses. She blows you a kiss and disappears back
down the alley towards the street. You quickly pull on your own clothes and
head back towards the bar.
A few minutes later, you stand at the bar again.
“You look in better spirits than you were earlier.” The Barman
observes with a knowing grin. You favour him with a wry smile before
getting back to business. Before the distraction, you were here looking for
work…
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“Let me come on you.” You reply, gazing pointedly at her chest. Elira rolls her eyes, before smiling and settling down on her knees in front of you.
She grasps your cock and guides it between her soft, fleshy blue mounds,
pres
sing them together and enveloping your shaft in the warmth of her
cleavage. You begin to gently thrust your cock between them, groaning at
the sight of your swollen cock contrasting with the pale blue skin of her
breasts. Elira cranes her head forward and her tongue flicks out, swiping
across the head of your cock on the upstroke.
“That feels so good.” You groan. She smiles before repeating the
process, groaning each time you feel the warmth of her tongue swirl around
your bulbous head. You can feel the come boiling in your balls and you know
it won’t be long. Elira seems to sense it, looking up into your eyes.
“You’re close aren’t you?” She teases. “I can’t wait to feel your hot
creamy come erupt all over me, to feel it splatter all over my skin.”
You groan as her words have the desired effect and have you teetering
on the brink.
“Elira…” You gasp. She releases your cock from its fleshy prison and
grasps your shaft, her hand pumping you vigorously. She immediately sends
you racing to your climax and with a long drawn out groan of ecstasy, your
cock begins to erupt. Long, creamy ropes of come streak from the tip,
splattering across the soft blue flesh of her breasts. Your hips buck and your
cock jerks in her hand as more and more of your thick pearly white seed
explodes from your pulsing shaft. She aims your cock from one breast to the
other, your ejaculate dripping down and coating her dark blue nipples or
trickling down her cleavage. As your climax subsides and the last few weaker
bursts dribble down her fingers, you gaze down in awe at her defiled chest.
Your seed is splattered all over the gentle curves of Elira’s chest, your thick creamy come contrasting with her pale blue skin.
“What a mess you’ve made.” She purrs, letting go of your cock and
pressing her come splattered breasts together. She notices the dribble of
come on her fingers and raises her hand to her mouth, her red eyes fixed on
yours as she sucks it from each finger in turn before gulping it down.
“I could stand to taste more of that.” She comments approvingly,
theatrically licking her lips.
“There’s plenty more where that came from.” You grin.
“Well, if you’re ever back on this rock, come find me. I’ll take you up
on that offer.” With that, she wipes the come from her breasts as best she can, picks up her dress and pulls it back on.
“Well, so long Earthman.” She smiles. “It’s quite genuinely been a
pleasure.”
“Likewise.” You reply, gazing at her sequin dress clad contours as she
strolls back towards the hustle and bustle of the busy street before
disappearing from view. You quickly pull on your own clothes and head back
towards the bar.
A few minutes later, you stand at the bar again.
“You look in better spirits than you were earlier.” The Barman
observes with a knowing grin. You favour him with a wry smile before
getting back to business. Before the distraction, you were here looking for
work…
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Without a word, you press your lips to hers, kissing her passionately for a moment before beginning to kiss your way down her body, your lips
brushing her neck before continuing down to her chest. A moan escapes
Elira’s lips as you find a nipple. Her hands caress your head, her fingers
gliding through your hair as you take it into your mouth, feeling the blue bud
grow erect as you softly suck on it. Her hands guide your head across to her
other breast where you repeat the process before a little downward
pressure encourages you to continue your journey. You kiss down her flat
stomach feeling her shift as she leans back against the wall, parting her legs
in anticipation. Your lips graze through the soft dark purple curls of her pubic hair and you can smell the aroma of her arousal, familiar and at the same
time different. Your heart is racing and you can feel a stiffening in your groin as your lips find her moist entrance. You grasp her hips and press your face
into her folds, your tongue darting out and licking the length of her slit. Elira moans with delight as you slip your tongue inside her. The taste of her
juices, as with her aroma, is familiar and yet different, sweeter. You eagerly
lap at her sodden hole, keen to taste more of her sweet nectar, as her
fingers run through your hair, her groans of pleasure encouraging you to
probe deeper with your tongue. After a couple of minutes, you slide your
tongue to the top of her slit and flick the tip over the little nub of her clit.
Elira gasps sharply before crying out with pleasure. You smile wryly that
despite differences elsewhere, Elira clearly shares that particular erogenous
zone with her human counterparts. Elira’s fingers tighten in your hair and
her cries of pleasure are so loud that you begin to worry that she will be
heard from the street. She abruptly falls silent before her whole body
convulses as she reaches her orgasm. Her juices soak your chin as she bucks
wildly above you, shrieking with ecstasy. As her climax fades, she releases
her grip on your head. You pull back and get back to your feet. Elira is
slumped back against the wall, a broad satisfied smile on her face, her pale
red eyes dilated.
“That was amazing.” She breathes. “Earthmen haven’t got the greatest
reputation as lovers, but you’re certainly an exception to that rule.”
“I hear Vixians do have a pretty good reputation in that regard.” You
reply, raising an eyebrow. She nods, pushing herself off the wall and into
your arms, her eyes fixed on yours, her blue lips pouting seductively.
“What did you have in mind?” She purrs.
Suggest she returns the favour
Guide your cock between her breasts
“Thanks, but maybe some other time.” You smile. “I’ve got to find some work right now.” Elira’s red eyes widen in surprise before narrowing in
fury, her lips curling into a scowl.
“Earth scum.” She snarls, throwing her drink in your face before
storming out of the bar.
“You always did have a way with women, Trent.” The barman guffaws,
throwing you a cloth. You mop the drink from your face and glance ruefully
at the door, wondering if you have made a mistake. She was a fiery one and
may well have been a fantastic lover. Still, back to the job in hand. You turn
to the barman.
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“I’m after work.” You tell the barman. “You got any leads?”
“Try speaking to Crassus.” The Barman nods to a reptilian sitting in the
corner. “He’s usually a good place to start.”
You nod in thanks and walk across the crowded bar towards him. His
iguana-like head turns in your direction as you approach the table. He is
flanked on either side by henchmen of the same race, though a little taller
and more muscular than Crassus. They move to stand, but Crassus ushers
them to sit.
“What can I do for you Trent?” He asks, his voice deep and throaty.
“I’m looking for work.” You reply, throwing yourself down in the seat
opposite.
“Then it’sss your lucky day.” Crassus replies, his scaly lips curling into a
smile, revealing rows of sharp little teeth. �
�I have a lucrative job. Three
dayssss’ work for ten thousand creditssss. A shipment for delivery.”
“What’s the catch?” You reply. “Illegal cargo?”
“No, nothing like that.” Crassus smiles. “Medical suppliessss. The
delivery destination issss Omega station.”
“Omega station?” You reply, remembering the far flung outpost. Like
the Rock, Omega station was an abandoned space station now occupied by
smugglers, criminals and other lowlifes. “That’s weeks away. You said three
days.”
“They have had a viral outbreak.” Crassus explains. “A deadly strain of
the Xevon virussss. They can’t wait weeks. It’ssss three dayssss away
travelling through the Dark nebula.” Crassus grin spreads wider.
“Dark nebula? Fuck that.” You stand to leave. “Only one in three ships
ever makes it through. You know that.”
“That’s why it’ssss so lucrative.” Crassus shrugs.
“I need the money, but not that much.” You begin to walk away.
“Fifteen thousand creditssss.” Crassus calls out, before adding, “On
delivery.” You pause a beat, not turning back.
“Twenty thousand creditssss.” You reply, mimicking him. “Half up
front.”
“Seventeen thousand creditssss.” Crassus tells you. “Five up front.”
You turn slowly around.
“You’ve got yourself a freighter.” You reluctantly reply.
You cross the bustling docking bay towards your ship. All around you, the dockhands scurry about, shouting and swearing at each other as they go
about their duties. The air is thick with the smell of sweat, spilled coolant
and asteroid dust. As you near your ship, the deck plates shake underfoot as
a freighter fires its thrusters before taxiing and disappearing out into space.
The air around it flickers as the vessel pierces the thin force field keeping the vacuum of space from flooding the docking bay. You reach your ship, the
Eclipse. The chunky gunmetal grey vessel would never win a beauty contest.
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