by Amber Burns
“So sweet,” Zeyx complimented her. “You are going to ruin me. Nobody has ever tasted as good as you.”
Aya smiled with confidence of a woman who finally had managed to tame her wild man. As he sucked on her nipple hungrily, the other nipple started dripping milk as well. Zeyx groaned, not wanting to waste a single drop. For a moment he looked so hungry and impatient, that Aya thought he might try to squeeze both of her breasts into his mouth at once. Instead he raised the cock which had been caressing her clit. The nimble appendage lightly wrapped around Aya’s breast, being careful not to apply extra pressure and spill the precious cream. The head of his cock then attached to Aya’s nipple and immediately and started sucking. Aya moaned deeply at the unexpected new sensation. This suction was more tender than the one from his mouth and there were no teeth to bite on her lightly. Aya wasn’t sure which was better, as both were sensual in their own ways.
Zeyx chuckled. “There are still a lot more surprises awaiting for you, my sweet one; now that you are fully mine.”
“Yours,” she murmured and let the multiple sensations take over her body and mind, giving her alien cowboy full control over her body.
Zeyx drank from her until she was almost completely drained. For all that time his double wide cock had been torturing her, driving her to the verge of orgasm. However each time she was close Zeyx pulled away and denied her the release before then repeating the whole teasing process again and again. As he drank the last drops, he covered her lips with his own. Aya tasted her sweet milk on his tongue and found the final push she needed. Her body exploded, shivers danced up and down her spine. Zeyx struggled to keep her still up against the tree. Whatever milk was left was streaming from her nipples, feeding Zeyx’s insatiable mouth and tentacle. Aya’s cunt contracted with what little space it had around the dual cock penetrating her. She moaned and cried out, begging for the alien cum to fill her. But Zeyx denied her request. His mission for now was complete. He pulled himself away from Aya’s breast. There wasn’t a drop of cream left within. Still within his tentacled grip, Zeyx brought them both onto his horse and rode back to the farm.
An Unexpected Solution
Zeyx thought he was the happiest being in the whole universe. His body was filled with energy only human milk could provide and his heart was drunk on the love of the woman. Aya meant everything to him and if his will mattered, they would have stayed forever pinned to that tree and only enjoy each other’s embrace until the end of times. However Zeyx’s thoughts of a perfect life were short lived. He heard footsteps and someone clearing their throat loudly to warn about their presence. Zeyx cursed silently. He didn’t want anyone to interrupt this very emotional and intimate moment he was sharing with his woman. Yet, as leader he had to take into account the needs of his brethren. Turning to the footsteps, he found four of his men, all in alien form standing at the door to his bunk.
“What is the meaning of this?” He demanded with anger in his voice. He pulled Aya close to him to protect her from whatever danger might come from them.
“You had told us that we were not to feed on her, yet you did so.” Spoke Gatz, one of his officers.
“She is mine.” Zeyx hissed. This woman was indeed making him break all the rules of his kind. He knew perfectly well he could not keep her all for himself, but there was no way on earth or in the whole universe that he would agree to share her.
“We are starving. There are not enough women willing to feed us. Those who we have on the farm do not produce enough food for all of us,” Rory calmly made his argument.
Zeyx knew the situation all too well, and that was the primary reason that he tried to keep Aya out of this. The consent of the woman was the most important factor. If she didn’t agree to feed them, Zeyx’s people were going to stay away from her. Now that Aya had consented to be fed upon, Zeyx had no right to keep her away from his men. The alien’s mind raced. He had been thinking about this possibility for days, but right now he had no solution. He knew one thing for sure, whatever solution he found, it had to satisfy everyone. He could not have disagreement among his people.
“Give me a few days,” Zeyx pleaded. “I will think of something.”
His men nodded, though none of them looked happy. Zeyx felt Aya’s arms wrap around his waist and hug his back firmly. Her body language made it clear; she wanted to be only his. Despite the dire situation, his heart warmed and she felt bright smile shine on his face.
Zeyx spent days agonizing over a solution. He had promise Aya that she was going to be safe and protected and she trusted him. At the same time he had a duty to his people. He was their leader and it was his job to ensure their survival. Aya could feel the heavy stares of the other men on the farm as she went about her day, performing her chores. While their heavy and hungry eyes often made her shiver, the other aliens kept their distance from her, trusting their commander to come up with a solution soon. Zeyx had taken several trips to the town looking for women willing to work as farmhands and feed the aliens, but each day he came back empty handed.
As tensions on the farm rose, Aya tried to keep to herself and enjoy her newly discovered life with her alien man. At least she was happy and Zeyx was always well fed. But even with his frequent feedings Aya found there was still too much milk. She could feel it leaking even while she was working. Her shirts had permanent stains around her nipples and a constant feeling of heavy fullness permeated Aya’s days. Aya didn’t mention her increased production to Zeyx, preferring to keep it to herself as her lover stressed over his duties.
Finally, from an unexpected direction, a solution presented itself. The interplanetary lovers laid exhausted in their bed. A mixture of Aya’s cum and cream glistened upon Zeyx’s lips as he laid next to his mate. His head was next to her belly and his tentacles wrapped around her body in a strong embrace. Aya’s heavy breaths were calmed as Zeyx suddenly stilled. He put his ear directly onto Aya’s stomach and held his breath for long moments until he raised his head and looked into her eyes.
“Did you feel any changes in your body recently?” He asked.
Aya hesitated, not wanting to reveal that she hadn’t told Zeyx of her increased supply. She brought her hands to her breasts, which normally would be empty after her lover fed. She squeezed them lightly and a stream of cream flowed down her bosom and puddled on her chest. Zeyx smiled, already knowing the answer. His green eyes shone with undeniable happiness.
Aya’s mouth opened, her heart skipped. “What… what is it?” she asked.
“Our child,” he responded through a wide smile.
Zeyx pulled Aya’s body into his arms and kissed her tenderly. He was happy, overwhelmed, confused and a hundred other emotions as they washed over him.
“Will the baby be an alien or human?” Aya asked, though she did not care what the answer would be.
“I don’t know. We have tried many times to impregnate human women,” he said uncomfortably. “We believed that being pregnant would increase their body’s capability to produce milk. However that had never worked with alien seed. When we find volunteers, we could only impregnate them with human male’s sperm.” Zeyx looked away.
“So, we’ll have to wait and see then?” She offered with a smile, trying to uplift Zeyx’s spirits. He shared the smile with her, but it didn’t put him at ease. Aya chose not to press the issue further. Whatever was troubling him was not yet to be shared with her and she decided to respect his choice.
“There is another matter,” Zeyx started after long silence.
Aya stilled, wondering what other news could come this night.
“My people... we are practically starving. My men go with the absolute minimum to do their work. It is my duty to keep them fed. And now, as you are pregnant, there will be a lot more milk produced by your body.”
Aya slowly started realizing where this conversation was going. The idea of being shared squeezed her heart and tears began welling up in her eyes. Zeyx had probably read it on her face, as he immediate
“Sorry, I didn’t mean that. I will never agree that any of them touch you,” Zeyx reassured her.
“Then how can I feed them?”
“There are special devices, machines for lactation. If you agree that such a machine is used on you, we could keep a whole farm fed and happy. Nobody else will touch you, only I will be present during the milking.”
Zeyx looked at her with hopeful eyes. She knew how much he cared about his people; he was a commander and it was his responsibility. Aya respected it. Giving a little consideration she thought, she decided she could at least try it. Being sucked and milked by a machine was a bit terrifying, but knowing that Zeyx would always be next to her made her feel much relaxed about it.
Mechanical Milking
Aya touched her swollen belly. She felt bigger than she would have expected to be with a human baby at 5 months. The child inside her was active, kicking Aya from the inside. It always knew when its father was around and used those moments to jump and kick and announce how impatient it was to hurry into the world outside. But, while there was still a few weeks to wait, Aya’s life was getting busier and busier. Some days she already felt like the mom of the whole alien farm. This was one of those days. So, finishing her work she hurried to their bedroom. Her breasts were so full and heavy with milk that she was not sure what she was more looking forward to; being held and loved by her man or lactated by a machine that could quickly relieve her of her burden.
Zeyx was already waiting for her and he was hungry in every meaning of the word. She loved to see how painfully hard he was for her. Aya’s huge belly had made some positions almost impossible for them, but that only spurred the couple to discover new ones which Aya came to love even more. She was getting more and more confident and enjoyed straddling Zeyx like a cowgirl riding a stallion. She would often pull at his tentacles, using them like the reins on a horse and driving Zeyx even madder with lust. Aya moaned as Zeyx grabbed her ass to help her find the necessary rhythm. He was torturing her body to the edge of human comprehension. He made her body rise and fall slowly with every thrust taking him deeper and deeper. His triple cocks took her every hole, filling her ass, mouth and pregnant pussy. His dreadlock tentacles wrapped around her breasts, squeezing and milking her flesh as other appendages drank down the milk. There was even a tentacle dedicated to her needy clit. It twirled around the sensitive erect bud, teasing, squeezing and tickling her to near orgasm.
Aya bit lightly at the cock invading her mouth as she felt her first orgasm wash over her body. She knew quite well it was the first of many awaiting her tonight. Zeyx didn’t pull out as she came, he simply waited for her body to relax and positioned himself so that he could suck at her breast while her body trembled in the throes of orgasm. As Zeyx drank his fill, he pulled away and captured her mouth for a long possessive kiss. Aya loved tasting her own milk on his tongue and lips. Her whole body was now on fire and she could wait for the two mouths of the machine to be attached to her breasts.
Zeyx pulled himself away from his lover reluctantly. He wanted to spend the entire night in her embrace, but he knew he had to fulfill his other duties. He uncovered the machine stashed in the corner of their room. The mass of tubes and metal was in itself alien to look at. Aya assumed her milking position, placing herself on her hand and knees. Her heavy breasts swayed freely beneath her, the leaking liquid forming dark wet puddles on the bed. Zeyx started the machine; its now familiar low hum filled the room. The commander places two large suction cup looking plastic domes onto his lover’s breasts. They hissed with suction as they attached and drew in Aya’s flesh. The steady suction of the machine pulled at her nipples, simulating the suckling of a new born baby. The sensation was almost indescribable. She still watched in amazement as her nipples were tugged and sucked, the streams of cream flowing unabated through the thin plastic tubes. The large storage container was slow to fill, but she knew her body was capable of overflowing it if given enough time.
With the machine running and needing no further intervention, Zeyx turned his attention to Aya. Her eyes fluttered closed as she withdrew into herself, focusing on the sensations emanating from her breasts. Zeyx approached his lover from behind, his cocks hungry and eager to cum. He twisted two of his tentacled appendages into a thick double cock that teased Aya’s pussy. His third cock lingered at her puckered hole, ready to penetrate her ass. Aya moaned lightly with each touch of her holes. If Zeyx had the patience he would tease and excite his love for hours, luring her to an orgasm before yanking it away and heightening the ultimate release. However tonight, he himself was hungry and anxious for his own pleasure.
Zeyx pressed himself at both holes and Aya readily let him enter. Her accustomed ass offered little resistance and her eager pussy welcomed the double cock, swallowing its length. Zeyx altered the penetration of his cocks, entering Aya’s ass as he withdrew from her cunt, entering her cunt as he withdrew from her ass. The pregnant human woman struggled to stay upright. The sensations filling her body were maddening and hitting her from every angle. Her core was on fire as Zeyx’s cocks thrust wildly at her tender pussy and tight ass. Her breasts tingled with delight, the warm creamy milk flowing freely with each suckle from the alien machine. Aya’s breath caught, her body caught in a quivering orgasm. Zeyx used his dread lock tentacles to steady his lover as her body struggled to do so. He held her at the waist and rubbed her swollen belly.
As she came, the milk flowing from her breasts increased. The machine tasked with running her dry struggled to keep up with the flow. Aya wished it was Zeyx’s mouth or tentacles upon her nipples, but she also knew his species need for her cream. The alien commander was near his limit as well. Aya’s cumming cunt contracted around his double cock, trapping it within Aya as her body boiled with back arching contractions. Zeyx pressed himself as deeply as he could, sheathing his lengths completely within Aya as he exploded into his own bliss. His green alien cum erupted much like the milk from Aya’s breasts. It flowed from his pulsing cocks, filling her ass and coating her insides as his double wide cock pumped twice as much cum into her pregnant pussy.
Zeyx was ready to collapse into exhaustion as his milking machine beeped a warming. With lazy eyes he turned and saw the collection container was filled and nearly overflowing. He stared in momentary astonishment. The collection jars were designed to hold milk from multiple women over multiple milkings. The commander withdrew himself and watched his green seed drip from Aya’s holes before attending to his machine. Once switched off, the hum permeating the room was silenced and a quite calm rolled over the couple. Zeyx smiled.
“This single container will feed us all for a couple of days. Your body is amazing Aya. You are amazing.”
Alien Tentacle Chronicles –
The Cowboy’s Dairy Farm 3
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.
Intimate Waters
“It is easier to command a whole army of aliens, than to put to sleep a single baby,” complained Zeyx as he entered their bedroom and collapsed on top of the bed.
Aya smiled. At times she still could not believe that the alien sprawled across the bed was her lover and the father of her daughter, Riina.
“It is easier to feed a whole army of aliens, than to sate that one baby we’ve made,” she joked in response.
Since her pregnancy, and even more after the childbirth, Aya’s body had been producing even more milk than before. She alone could nearly feed all of the aliens on the farm, and almost felt like a mother to all of them. However she could also feel how some of the aliens were almost becoming addicted to it and not accepting milk from any other human woman. That was scaring her a little bit and drove Zeyx crazy with jealousy. She loved the jealous shine in those emerald eyes; she loved how his dreadlocks burst to life almost uncontrollably and were ready to turn into tentacles to devour her body. After almost a year with Zeyx at his farm Aya was still turned on by how his body reacted to her.
A tiny part of Aya also felt jealous. Not of some other woman, she knew Zeyx was faithful only to her. But in some twisted inexplicable way Aya was jealous of her own self. She was afraid that with all of the fertile and sweet milk gushing from her breasts that she was turning into a feeding machine and losing a little bit of the intimacy they had experienced in the beginning of their relationship. She missed when Zeyx was trying to behave more like a human and overcome his raging need of feeding on her milk. She missed a little bit those moments when it was only her and him, two bodies engaged in one another. Lactation did cause her so many intense experiences, and unimaginable orgasms. She didn’t want those moments or experiences to stop, but right now, she needed a moment for themselves.
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