by Amber Burns
Zeyx took his time releasing Aya from the bounds his dreadlock tentacles had restrained her in. Her body was sensitive and straining to return from the heights he had taken her to. As Aya caught her breath and her balance, Zeyx withdrew his last tentacle from her arm, allowing Aya to stand on her own.
“What… what exactly are you, Zeyx?’ she eventually asked as her breath calmed.
“I’m not of this world,” he replied.
“So, an alien?”
Zeyx smiled. “Yes. That’s the most common term that we are called by on this planet.”
Aya scanned her lover, seeing his true self for the first time. She looked at the long dark tentacles on his head, admiring their strength and dexterity. She touched his skin, which was much rougher than her own, but still warm and alive. Lastly, she checked his cocks as if to make sure that it was not an illusion that it has split into three tentacles.
“You are beautiful,” She murmured, still inspecting the alien body.
Finding the Barn
As Aya worked through her jobs the next morning, she kept contemplating everything she had discovered the night before. Her boss was an alien, one that she had made love to. She had so many questions to ask of him, but Zeyx had some meetings in the town and had left very early in the morning. Her nipples twitched as she remembered the pleasant vibrations she had been receiving from two of his tentacles. Her breasts felt so much fuller and heavier that morning, that they almost hurt. She weighed them in her hands, trying to decide if it was her imagination.
“Surely my head isn’t clear yet,” she spoke to herself. “There is no way my boobs can grow so much in one night.”
Zeyx did not come back by lunch and Aya was left all by herself. Her morning chores were complete and she had nothing further to do until dinner. The farm seemed unusually empty today, but Aya didn’t know where everyone else had gone. Feeling alone and overwhelmed, Aya thought it would be nice to hang out with someone and talk about something normal. Staring out a window, Aya noticed one of the men walking to the southern barn in hurried steps that caught her attention. She had promised Zeyx not to go there, but he wasn’t here and she already knew his big secret.
“What harm could it possibly be?” She told herself.
Aya felt guiltier with every step approaching the barn. She had been this close to it only on the night of the bonfire. Aya reached the building and stopped. One part of her wanted to go back and wait to ask Zeyx to find out what she wanted to know, but the other, more curious part, won out. She had too many questions burning in her mind to just sit and wait. As she drew in closer loud moans echoed from the open wooden door.
The moans grew still louder as she entered the building. The smell of fresh warm milk filled her nostrils, but there were no signs of cows or other livestock in the barn. As she turned the corner into the main hall of the barn Aya froze. There were several women standing nude in the middle of the hall. They were tied to large wooden poles that stood in rows of at least a dozen. The women’s their legs were spread apart and their arms were secured above their heads with heavy metal chains.
There were around ten of the farm cowboys there. All of them had tentacles, just like Zeyx. Aya recalled her feelings about how strange it was that all the men on this farm had dreadlocks. Now she knew why. They were all aliens. Their tentacles were much shorter than those on Zeyx’s head, unable to restrain the women on their own. Aya immediately looked down, expecting to find three cocks dangling between their legs, but found that each man only had two.
The alien cowboys were still standing in front of the women stroking their multiple cocks while their tentacles were stimulating the women’s breasts. Aya brought her hand to her own breast, reminded of what Zeyx had been doing to her. However what these women were enduring was much rougher. Despite the look of how they were being treated, each one was moaning in seeming pleasure, a look of ecstasy on each of their faces.
“This one is ready,” said one of men.
Aya looked to the voice and realized that was Rory. He looked different in his alien body, almost scary. He and another alien walked to the girl Rory had indicated and each of them took one of her breasts into their mouths. They sucked vigorously as they pushed their cocks into her. Rory took the woman’s cunt as the second man penetrated her from behind. Aya was shocked, but she also felt a strange wave of excitement run through her body. She watched in awe as a wave of orgasm took the woman, her body quivering and shaking against the restraints. Aya’s own sex was on fire. She slipped a hand down her jeans and touched her clit, trying to share in the woman’s excitement.
Rory pulled away from the woman’s breast and Aya noticed white liquid streaming from her nipple. The creamy fluid also rand down Rory’s lips and dripped from his chin. Wiping it from his face, Rory re-attached himself to the woman’s nipple, eliciting a scream. Aya scanned the other women restrained in the room. They were all being restrained, fucked and suckled upon in the same manner.
“They are feeding from them!” She spoke to herself, almost too loudly.
“So sweet,” one of the alien cowboys moaned and licked his lips. “More, I’m so hungry.”
As the men fed, the women throughout the barn exploded in orgasm. They were so loud, that Aya was surprised that she had never heard their voices before. Her nipples were so hard and aroused that Aya thought they would pierce through her bra if she didn’t look away. She yearned to feed Zeyx as these women did to Rory and the others. Aya’s fingers flew around her clit as she watched the men feed, imagining herself and Zeyx in their places. Her other hand was at her breast, pinching and squeezing her nipple as a substitute for her lover’s hungry lips. Aya was on the verge of orgasm when a warm sensation flowed over the fingers pinching her nipples. Her eyes went wide and Aya pulled the neck of her shirt open. Peering down at her breast she saw the unthinkable. A drop of milk was clinging to her pink buds, waiting to be drunk.
Alien Tentacle Chronicles –
The Cowboy’s Dairy Farm 2
By Amber Burns
Copyright © 2015 by Amber Burns and
Scarlet Lantern Publishing.
All rights reserved.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
This book contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language.
All characters in this work are 18 years of age or older.
Iron Will
“Absolutely not happening!” Zeyx shouted in a voice which indicated there would not be any further discussions.
But Aya was insistent. She had little rest after seeing what the other men of Zeyx’s kind were doing to those women in the barn. It was kinky and probably painful, but it was so arousing. Aya had been waking up at night from both her wet dreams the ache from her engorged breasts.
“Why not? If that is what normally you do to women, why not me?” She prodded him.
“You don’t understand!” he shouted in pained words.
It had been almost ten days since she had discovered that her lover was an alien. It didn’t frighten her, though Zeyx did get wild when he let his tentacles out and his cock split into three long and nimble appendages. During the day Zeyx, as well as all the others of his kind, worked on the farm as regular farmhand cowboys. Zeyx was the head of the farm and in charge of all decisions. She suspected he had some high rank among the aliens as well, but her lover was not inclined to discuss that part of his life. Aya had to be patient and infer what should could. However her patience was running out. Her breasts were hurting constantly; both with desire and from feeling so heavy and full. There were times she worried they could simply explode.
Aya shifted uncomfortably. Even now, just the memory of the women being milked in the barn made her pussy wet and her nipples hard. The thought that she would be not only
Zeyx’s lover, but also the source of his life-sustaining nutrition had been tantalizing her for days. Every night, when he touched her nipples with tentacles she could feel her breasts growing bigger and fuller. Whatever vibrations his tentacles were sending into her body were stimulated her into producing more and more milk. Despite his continued stimulation of Aya’s breasts during intercourse, the alien had yet to feed on Aya; leaving her desperate for release.
“Aya, I don’t want to feed on you. Period.” Zeyx spoke firmly knowing that his commanding tone could intimidate her to submitting to his will.
Aya scrunched up her nose, refusing to lose this battle. “So you fuck me, and make me produce milk, but then you refuse to relieve me of the pressure?” She squeezed her breasts as she spoke, sending a stream of milk splattering to the floor. “Further, you feed on others while I’m here, engorged, and I should just be happy with it?”
Satisfied with her iron clad argument, Aya crossed her arms over her chest and stared into Zeyx’s emerald eyes. Her nipples tingled in the cool air of Zeyx’s office and her clit hurt with desire. She was sitting topless on Zeyx’s desk, while he was pacing the room in rage.
“No! How could you even think so? I have not touched another woman since we’ve been together,” Zeyx stated. His bright green eyes blazed with mix of anger and passion and sincerely.
Aya narrowed her gaze. She knew in her heart she believed him, but how could he live without food?
“The others said that milk is an absolute necessity for your organisms to live on our planet. How can you starve yourself?”
“I don’t,” Zeyx paused and sighed. “I can’t go more than a day without human milk, but… well… we can also milk them and drink it from a bottle. I don’t have to have the sexual encounter myself. As long as the woman is milked while having sex it contains all the necessary compounds to keep me alive.”
Aya knew this was not going anywhere. During the short time she had been working on this farm she had come to know that her man was one of the most stubborn creatures in the whole universe. He also had complete self control, which was not working in her favor in this case. She would have to come up with another way to change his mind.
“Now all of this tension needs to be released,” Zeyx growled, his cocks rising to attention. “Bend over my desk, now!”
The command felt almost physical, she could feel it touch her body, rub her nipples, squeeze her clit. Aya did as she was told. She leaned over the hard surface of the desk pressing her full breasts against the cold surface. Her already hard nipples jumped at the sensation and the pressure of laying on them sent a small river of cream flowing across the surface. As she tugged at her jeans, Aya knew that he had chosen that position on purpose. He didn’t want her to tempt him with her full breasts. When angry and fighting desperately for self-control, Zeyx’s three alien tentacle cocks felt even bigger and harder. Two of his heads were rubbing against her pussy and ass simultaneously, the third one reached for her mouth and pushed past her lips. Aya sucked him hard. She knew even this was a distraction. He had stuffed her mouth with the thickest one out of his three cocks so that she was so full she could not make any complains or speak the words ‘milk’ or ‘breast’ at all. His earthy musky taste though was enough a compensation for the inability to speak.
Zeyx wrapped his dreadlock tentacles around his lover’s legs and spread them as wide as he needed for deep penetration. He held her body a bit upwards and aloft from the ground to get at the angle which assured the best friction. Her alien knew exactly how to play her body. Zeyx gritted his teeth, she could feel he was on the edge. She knew if she could tease him just a little bit more he would give up fighting his true nature. Aya thrust her lower body towards him taking all of him deep inside. He was so deep and she so full that Aya was afraid she could be ripped apart. Both her cunt and ass throbbed, filled with alien tentacle appendages thrusting in unison. Aya squeezed her internal muscles, trying to do her own milking of the cocks within. Zeyx screamed as all of his three cocks came at once. Rocked in her own orgasmic haze, Aya struggled to swallow each rope of cum erupting into her mouth while her backside was being filled. Over what seemed like several long minutes, Aya managed to contain all of her alien lover’s fluids, and the pair fell into each other’s arms.
“This planet had no meaning without you,” murmured Zeyx as he lifted Aya’s exhausted body and carried her into his bedroom. Seeing a kink in the iron willed alien’s armor, Aya formulated a plan to relieve the mounting pressure in her chest as she drifted to sleep.
A Plan in Motion
Aya had reached almost the front gates of the farm when she heard Zeyx’s voice roar as that of a wild beast. She slowed her steps slightly, but still continued carrying her backpack and a very determined face. She could feel him storming through the farm on his horse and only moment later he reached her. Zeyx jumped down from the back of the galloping horse and caught her arm in his strong grip.
“What do you think you are doing?” he asked, demanding an answer.
Aya froze for a moment. She tried to hide the smirk across her lips. Everything was going according to the plan.
“Leaving you,” she said dismissively, trying to pull away. She could feel his fingers almost burn her skin where they gripped her wrist. She didn’t turn to face him just yet.
“What? Why?” Zeyx’s voice suddenly sounded small and insecure. It startled her to realize she could have such an effect on her hunky cowboy alien alpha lover.
“Because I am not happy with our relationship and I’m tired of begging you for actual relief. None of the other men here dare to come close to me, so I’ve figured I’d go to search for another alien dairy farm.”
Aya turned and looked straight into Zeyx’s bright green eyes, trying prove her determination. She hoped that he was unable to see past her façade.
“That’s insane,” Zeyx stated, still grasping Aya’s wrist. “Why would you want to be used like an object, like a meal, instead of being loved?”
The realization hit her. Zeyx was doing all of this for her sake. This was his way of showing that he loved her. He was fighting his inner wants and needs to love her and not use her.
“I’m not an object if I want to do it,” she said tenderly, caressing Zeyx’s cheek. “I want to feed you, sustain you.”
Zeyx got closer, his rage turning into raw lust. He drew his tongue out and licked the side of her face all the way from her jaw to her earlobe. He sucked on it tenderly and whispered into her ear: “Is that what you really want?”
Aya nodded. Her breath had caught in her lungs and words were unable to leave her throat because of the tight knot formed there. Her body trembled with desire as his breathing puffed on her skin. She inhaled his scent deeply and her body shuddered.
“Be careful with your wishes, sweet thing, they might come true.” He smiled menacingly.
Green flames sparkled in Zeyx’s eyes. His gaze was intent, wild, filled with endless desire. Aya wanted to say something, but she was thrown backwards and her back hit the trunk of a large tree. It took only a moment for Zeyx to shift into his alien body. His long brown dreadlocks came to life turning into living body parts. They were tentacles that floating around his head with minds of their own. As he reached for her, his hands ripped her clothes off her body and his tong tentacles wrapped around her wrists and pulled her up. A second tentacle wrapped around Aya’s waist, allowing Zeyx to support her and hold her where he wanted her.
For the first time all of Zeyx’s attention was concentrated on Aya’s breasts. He circled her pink areola and licked and tasted the nipple of one breast, while he squeezed and rubbed the other between two fingers. Aya could swear that all of the nerve endings of her body had escaped to her nipples and were caught on fire now. She was grasping for air, moaning, screaming and totally out of control over her body. She loved the idea that her body was at his mercy, that he could devour her and drink her milk to his heart’s content. She wanted Zeyx to feed on he
r, to support his life with her cream. Zeyx was in no way hurrying. He took his time to tease and torture her breasts until they were leaking. Aya’s eyes widened as she noticed the first tiny white drops form around her nipples, only inches from her lover’s tongue.
“This is the most beautiful gift you could make for me,” Zeyx said, his voice was raw and husky with desire.
His triple tentacle cocks caressed her sex. One of them was rubbing against her clit, while the other two swirled into one massive shaft. The double wide dick thrust into her slit sending jolts of lightning into her body. Aya gasped, unsure how so much flesh fit into her pussy, but she didn’t have time to contemplate it. At long last Zeyx’s lips closed around her nipple and began sucking.
At first it hurt. Hurt more than she had expected. Nearly in tears, Aya was about to ask him to stop when the pain began to subside. In its place she felt the warm liquid flow through her chest and hurry into his eager mouth. Zeyx moaned with delight as he tasted the first drops of her milk. Aya echoed his moan, knowing her body was now feeding her lover.