by Lexi Lane
She was a wanton slut; she wanted cocks, in her cunt, her mouth, in her ass. She grabbed an alien who was standing near her, pulling his cock to her mouth. She saw the brief look of surprise and then he was pushing his hard cock past her teeth, down her throat.
The sensation of the alien pounding her from behind while sucking another was intense. She felt the tiny probes extending, one into her womb, the other down her throat. She was bucking and twisting, the alien fucking her from behind coming with a loud cry, unintelligible words spilling from his mouth. And then the one in her mouth echoed the cry, his cock swelling, almost choking her, the little probe filling her throat with an incredibly sweet tasting liquid. It was instantly addictive. He pulled out of her mouth. She wanted more; she wanted to suck them all.
“I want one here.” She looked up at the alien with the collar, pointed to the table. “I want to ride one of them.”
The alien spoke to one of the others and he maneuvered himself onto the invisible support, lying beneath Lindsay. She straddled his hips, looking down at the huge cock sticking up from his body, long and impossibly hard looking, the head already shiny and taut. She lowered herself, feeling the enlarged head slid into her cunt. She tipped her head back, the sensation of finally having control incredible.
She planted her hands on either side of his shoulders, slamming her body down on his cock. He was gasping, grabbing her hips, then groping her breasts, pulling one into his mouth, sucking loudly. As she cried out at this new sensation, she felt an alien behind her. She looked over her shoulder, briefly holding still as he slid his cock into her asshole, pushing past quickly, filling her easily and completely.
Lindsay cried out, now sandwiched between the alien fucking her cunt and the one fucking her ass. The sensation of double penetration was more than she could comprehend. Her mind went blank, only registering the twin cocks battering her body, the mouth sucking her tit.
From far away, she heard them grunting and calling out, either in pleasure or to each other, she couldn’t tell. But then she felt the second set of probes, felt them working into her body, making her squirm and twist. And then she felt them explode, filling her ass and womb with hot liquid.
The alien behind pulled out of her, breathing ragged, another taking his place, forcing his cock into her cunt. The one beneath her slid off the table, another moving beneath her body. She felt him poking and prodding her pussy, the alien behind her slowing briefly as the one beneath her slid his massive cock into her already filled cunt. She cried out, the two cocks stretching her beyond anything she’d ever experienced.
She found a cock pushed against her lips and she eagerly opened her mouth, accepting another giant throbbing blue cock. She reached out blindly with one hand and an alien immediately thrust his hard cock into her hand. She pulled and tugged at him, feeling the thin probe extend. The alien in her mouth was thrusting rapidly, his probe snaking down her throat, crying out loudly as he filled her mouth with his sweet nectar.
Jerking away from him, she held the cock in her hand up to her mouth, catching the first streams of fluid from him, swallowing greedily as he pumped his load into her mouth and over her face.
Her body was wracked with continuous orgasms now, jerking and convulsing, the waves of pleasure never ending. And still she wanted more, to taste all of them, to have all of them fuck her.
She looked up once at the collard alien, still fully clothed, still watching, smiling at her. Her vision was block then by still another blue cock, huge and rigid, pushing into her mouth. She sucked hard, again drinking in the intoxicating liquid the heaving, panting alien poured into her mouth.
Lindsay had no idea how long they kept at her, it could have been hours, it could have been days. She didn’t care. Her body was one giant bundle of sensation and pleasure.
And then, suddenly, it was over. She looked up in surprise, the room quiet, the only alien present the one with the collar. She sat back, dazed, her body almost vibrating with the need she still felt, the hunger for more.
“Where are they? What did you do with them?” Her voice was a raw croak, her throat raw from the repeated cocks jammed down her throat.
“We are finished. You are going to be returned. We have done what we set out to do.” The alien moved to a small table, flicked several switches and then Lindsay’s world went black.
***
Lindsay slowly opened her eyes. The room was filled with white light. She immediately sat up, looking for the aliens, reaching for them, for their cocks. But she was alone in a small room, lying on a small white cot. She cried out in anguish.
Immediately the door to her room opened, and an elderly gentleman walked in.
“Hello, there, dear. We’ve been waiting for you to come back to us. We were afraid you’d been gone too long to return.” He sat on a chair next to her bed.
“What have you done with them? Where did they go?” Lindsay was panicked, tossing back the covers, sitting up on the edge of the bed. The room spun briefly as a wave of nausea washed over her. She instinctively put her hands over her stomach.
And then she looked down. Her stomach wasn’t the flat stomach she’d been proud of when she wore her bikini. It was hugely distended, a large pregnant stomach. She looked down in horror, then in wonder, finally a smile of relief spreading across her face.
“Oh, they’ll be back, they’ll come back for the baby.” She caressed her stomach, smoothing the hospital gown over its bulk.
“My dear, who is coming for the baby?” The elderly man was watching her closely. She frowned at him. He looked like someone’s grandfather, someone she could trust. Someone who could help her. She leaned forward, whispering.
“The aliens who made me pregnant. This is their baby and they’ll come for it, and they’ll take me with them.” She smiled at him. “I know it’s almost time. I can tell.”
The elderly man looked sad. “Lindsay, we’ve told you over and over, it’s not an alien baby. You were attacked by a group of men. You’ve built up this fantasy to protect yourself, but it’s all an illusion.” He shook his head.
“I was afraid of this. You’re not really back yet; your mind is still lost.” He rose, reaching into his pocket. There was a brief flash of silver, a sharp pain in her leg and then the room began to go gray. She felt hands guiding her back down on the bed, the blankets pulled up over her body. And then the world went black.
***
Roseville, New York, was asleep; no one saw the blue lights hovering over 329 Lonesome Pine Road. No one noticed that Lindsay Oaks was missing from her bed at the Fairview Asylum.
I must be dreaming. A heavy leaden feeling was covering her, making it hard to move. It was as if she were swimming up through a vat of molasses, her arms and legs refusing to cooperate.
Lindsay’s eyes flew open. Bright white light was everywhere. She tried to sit up, but she was being held fast, her arms out to the side, her legs spread wide. I’m back!
She turned her head, searching for the alien, the one with the collar. He was standing near her head, looking down at her.
“I knew you’d be back. I told them. They all think I’m crazy. But the baby is ready, right? You came for the baby. And you’ll take me with you now. I can give you all the babies you want.”
The alien moved between her legs. She looked down, over the mound of her stomach. She could see the surface of her belly ripple; the baby was moving.
Suddenly there as a blinding pain, a tearing sensation and then the alien was holding a small blue baby, a baby who screamed loudly, a long coil of umbilical cord trailing from its navel.
“Very well. It’s a girl. Hopefully she will be the start of a new generation of females able to reproduce for us.” A second alien moved into view, taking the baby.
Lindsay watched the alien as he left the room. She was alone with the collared alien, the one she could talk to.
“So, do you need me to breed again? I can. We can start now.” Lindsay sat up, a wave of dizzin
ess washing over her.
The alien looked down at her. “That is not possible. There is no second mating with our males. The process renders your species unable to bear any more children. You have the choice of being returned to where we found you or…” his voice trailed off.
Lindsay looked closely at him. He was actually quite old; she’d never noticed before. Maybe that’s why he never fucked her, he was simply unable to.
“Or…? You’ll take me with you?” The thought of perpetual sex with aliens made her blood sing.
“Yes, but only if you agree to participant in further experiments.”
Lindsay gaped up at him. A lifetime of sexually charged aliens experimenting on her body, huge cocks fucking her over and over, tiny probes twisting inside her, filling her with luscious hot seed. More sucking on alien cock, that addictive sweet liquid running down her throat.
She fell back on the bed. “Oh yes, absolutely”…
“Very well, but I need to erase all memory of your human life.”
Lindsay nodded in agreement and the collared alien moved closer, hovering above her. There was a brief flash of silver and a quick stab of pain and then Lindsay’s world went dark.
Bred By Apes: Reluctant Virgin Sex Slaves
Bred By Apes © 2013, Lexi Lane, Lovers Lane Publishing
The small plane dipped and wobbled, the engine sputtering as it failed. Angela looked over at Diane.
“This is it. We’re going down.”
The sudden silence as the engine cut out was startling. Diane looked out the cockpit window, watching the jungle rush toward them. Angela was swearing softly under her breath, working the controls, doing something that would hopefully keep them alive.
And then they were crashing through the jungle canopy, branches shattering the windscreen, tearing at the wings. Diane felt herself thrown forward against her seat belt. She looked at Angela, her arms braced against the control panel. Diane closed her eyes.
There were only the sounds of the jungle; birds singing, the sound of running water. Diane opened her eyes. She was alone in the plane. Fumbling for the release on her belt, she flung open the door of the cockpit, falling several feet to the ground.
She stumbled to the other side of the plane. Angela was gone; the door was open, her safety belt torn, almost shredded, dangling from the plane. She must have been ejected from the plane when we hit. I have to find her.
Angela was a doctor; Diane didn’t think Angela would have left her there alone without checking on her. Maybe she’s injured, hit her head, wandered away.
Diane looked around wildly. There was no blood on the plane or the ground. She searched the dense jungle surrounding her. There, on a broken branch, she saw a shred of Angela’s shirt.
She ran to the branch, finding more broken foliage ahead, another shred of fabric. Why is she tearing her clothes off? Is she leaving me a trail?
Diane was an anthropology student; she’d met Angela several months earlier at the university Diane attended and where Angela taught a class on herbal healing. They’d made an instant connection with their shared interest in remote jungle tribes and those tribes’ use of local plants for healing. They’d arranged this trip to bring supplies to a remote university site, planning on setting up their own research on native plants nearby.
They’d also become lovers. Early on, working late on their projects, they quickly realized there was an undeniable attraction between them. Diane had never really explored that side of her sexuality. She’d had several boyfriends over the years, and the sex had always been disappointing. Diane thought she was just bad at picking men who were good at sex. She’d been left wondering what all the excitement was about.
But Angela had awakened something new in Diane. The first time Angela had kissed her, Diane suddenly realized what she’d been missing. It wasn’t that the men she’d been with had been terrible at sex. It had been that they were men, not women.
Diane had let herself go, allowing Angela to show her a whole new world of sexual pleasure. The first time Angela had kissed her way down Diane’s body and spread her legs, lying between them and then used her mouth and tongue on Diane’s cunt, Diane had one of the most intense orgasms she’d ever experienced. She’d cried out, arching her back, her fingers clutching the sheets as her body twisted beneath Angela’s touch.
She’d collapsed back on the bed, breathing hard, her face damp with perspiration. Angela had crawled up beside her then, kissing her deeply, her tongue lazily playing in Diane’s mouth. Diane had tasted herself for the first time, the salty sweetness making her want to taste Angela, to do to Angela what she’d done to Diane.
And so she had pushed Angela on her back on the bed, sliding down between her long legs, burying her face in Angela’s hot pussy, mimicking exactly what had been done to her. Diane had come again, just watching Angela’s face, suffused with pleasure, as she cried out under Diane’s touch. They’d been inseparable ever since.
Now, Diane continued pushing through the thick jungle plants, finding more broken foliage, torn fabric and footprints in the soft jungle floor. They were barefoot tracks; clearly men had carried Angela away. Diane sighed with relief; she was probably safe. Diane had studied the languages used in the area and had a working knowledge of some of the more common dialects. And their small plane carried items the tribes sometimes found useful. She’s been taken by a local tribe. I can probably understand them; trade something with them for their help.
And then Diane heard a scream; it was Angela. She blindly pushed her way toward the sound, quickly coming to the edge of a clearing. Diane stopped, staring at the scene playing out in front of her.
These were no South American tribesmen; they were large creatures that looked more like apes. They were tall and muscular, walked upright, but were more simian than human. Long dark hair covered their heads, cascading down their shoulders. She caught a glimpse of their faces; they all carried the jutting brow and dark eyes of apes. Their shoulders and arms were large and powerful looking, tapering down to narrow hips and more human looking, but still muscular, legs. She noticed their feet and hands; they were very human, not the typical appendages of apes.
Diane watched in horror as Angela, completely naked, was dragged across the clearing, two large ape-men pulling her toward a tree. They pushed her to the ground and quickly bound her wrists and ankles with vines.
There was a commotion at the other side of the clearing. Diane crouched down, watching intently. From the jungle a much larger ape-man entered the clearing. He was obviously the leader; the other ape-men cowered down, their eyes on the ground. He made a gesture toward Angela and the others scurried toward her.
Angela was dragged into the center of the clearing. She was pulling against the vines, struggling to free herself. But she was tied too tightly. The ape-men dropped her at the feet of their leader, backing away, eyes on the ground.
The tall ape-man walked around the Angela, looking down at her crouching naked on the jungle floor. Suddenly he raised his head to the sky and hooted, a deep masculine sound that echoed around the clearing. Diane watched in fascination as he began a shuffling dance around Angela, his body swaying to some ancient primal rhythm.
Diane could see Angela’s frightened face as she watched the ape-man, and as much as she wanted to do something, Diane knew the best way of helping them was to stay hidden for now. Captured, she’d be no use to either of them. She crouched lower, watching the scene before her unfold.
It was quickly obvious what the ape-man’s intentions were. Angela wasn’t watching the ape-man’s face; she was looking somewhere else, a look of terror on her face. As the ape-man circled around Angela, he finally turned toward Diane. And then Diane saw what Angela was looking at.
The ape-man had been dancing, feet spread and knees slightly bent, his hips swaying back and forth. As he turned, Diane saw he was sporting a huge erection, his cock sticking out from his body. She gasped, quickly covering her mouth with her hand. While he re
sembled an ape in many ways, this cock was definitely a human cock. She’d never seen any man with a cock that size though; its length and girth was enormous. It swayed back and forth as he continued his dance, his eyes never leaving Angela’s naked body.
He stopped suddenly, spreading his legs wide. He crouched down, hands on his thighs, his cock pointing toward Angela. In a slow sinuous motion, he thrust his hips forward in a pantomime of sex, his cock dancing in front of him. He rose slowly, still rolling his hips forward and back, his eyes locked with Angela’s, until he was standing over her, his cock now completely hard.
As horrified as she was, Diane found his dance strangely erotic and very arousing. She was mesmerized by this display of an alpha male, clearly demonstrating to Angela, and the entire troop, what his intentions were. She found herself unconsciously breathing faster, her lips parted.
The alpha male made a slight motion with his hand and two smaller males came forward, grabbing Angela around her waist, turning her over and propping her on her hands and knees. She immediately collapsed back onto the forest floor, either from shock or in an attempt to forestall the inevitable.
The alpha male grunted something and the two males picked Angela up again, this time one holding her shoulders, the other straddling her torso, holding her around the waist. It became clear to Diane the alpha male intended to take Angela from behind; she was certain Angela knew this as well.
There was another sound from the alpha male; this time Diane heard actual words in a language she knew, from the garbled noises the alpha male made. In a tribal dialect she had studied in preparation for their trip, a single phrase was clear: I mate now.
There was nothing Diane could do but watch in horror as the alpha male knelt behind Angela, his huge cock sticking straight out in front of him. He reached down, roughly pulling her legs apart. Diane heard Angela gasp at his touch, trying to pull her legs back together. But the alpha male moved toward her quickly, holding his cock in his large hand, forcing it against her body.