Alien Masters (10 Book Bundle of Sci-Fi Romance Tales)

by Janet Jingles

  “Enough games; time to get serious.” She groaned and went down on him like tiger-shark would swallow a seal.

  Lon, the Alien, stiffened as he felt her warm, slippery throat glide down the entire length of his surging cock. The sensation was better than any receptacle he had ever experienced and he let out an involuntary gasp.

  “So you can make sounds with your mouth.” Killian thought, clearly enough for him to telepathically pick it up. “Get down on the floor while I suck you, baby, and let’s put that mouth of yours to good use.”

  “As you… uuhh… desire, sweet Amy.” He pulsed haltingly, his body shaking with the streaks of pleasure running through him.

  She guided his huge, muscular body down with his cock still deep in her throat, making him lie down on the floor. He went down meekly, his deep chest heaving and his flat belly rising and falling as she continued sucking him. Scrambling around and over him, still sucking away on his cock, Killian positioned herself above his head, until her wet pussy was inches from his surprised face.

  “Eat me, baby.” She pulsed back at him hungrily. “Suck my hot pussy as I blow you… you’re going to have the best day of your thousand year trip.”

  Lon pulsed back his pleasure and gently lapped at her sopping slit, making her buck her curvy hips and go down on him with more vigor. Her teeth scraped hard on the dense shaft, heightening his senses even further. Her reached up and grasped her soft, smooth buttocks, pulling her quivering pussy down over his face. She gagged on his cock, her body convulsed hard as he jabbed his long tongue deep into her, wriggling it inside. For an Alien who knew nothing about foreplay, Lonquardexus Inseminex 21 of Quados Prime was an astonishingly fast learner.

  “Mmh, so good, baby.” Killian pulsed to her alien lover, almost having taken his entire length down her throat. “I feel your lust for me in so deep.”

  “Would you like to ingest my fertile fluid?” Lon asked her mentally.

  “Would I ever?” She shot back. “But wouldn’t that make you lose this magnificent hard-on?”

  “I am not like the men of your world, Amy.” He smiled, slurping away at her pussy. “I can maintain my vigor at will.”

  “A thousand years in hibernation is long enough to keep all that will in reserve, eh?” She laughed in her mind as she gurgled down on him. “Let it rip, Lonnie baby.”

  “Oh, Amy.” He cried out loud. “You make me feel so alive…”

  “That’s the plan, ET.” She thought as she drew back on his member to taste his orgasm.

  The alien shuddered like any normal human as he hit his peak. A hot flush of thick creamy fluid exploded inside her mouth, taking Killian by surprise. The taste was unlike anything she could remember. She grasped at the base of his cock and sucked him hard. She loved his taste, determined to get every drop as wave after wave erupted into her hungry mouth.

  “Mmh, yeah, baby.” She pulsed him her pleasure. “You taste so sweet… more, more… give me more.”

  “Oh, sweet Amy.” He gasped, his mouth still buried in her pussy.

  She wriggled her hips as she swallowed down his never-ending load. The sensation made her body give in and her belly released itself, making her climax rain down on his surprised face. Lon recovered almost immediately, even though he was experiencing a woman’s squirting orgasm on his face for the first time. He lapped away at her flowing juices with as much fervor as she did on his.

  “Oh, fuck.” Killian panted, finally relinquishing his rigid organ. “That was a millennial worth of spunk. I think I’m done for a month.”

  “I too enjoyed your resplendent offering, sweet Amy.” The alien grinned, his handsome face gleaming with her emission. “Shall we proceed now to inseminate you?”

  “After I catch my breath, baby.” Killian gasped, steadying herself. “I need to gather my wits before I take that awesome monster inside me… I want to feel everything you can do to me with it.”

  “Forever at your service, Amelia Killian.” He smiled widely. “You have given me purpose, and the will to live on.”

  “There’s more to life than being an inseminator, Lon.” She gazed at him with longing. “Sex is a beautiful thing, a perfect harmony between two beings… yes, sure, it’s meant for propagation… but with a little imagination, it’s even more wonderful than the entire universe.”

  “Yes, I can see it all now.” He nodded happily. “I am free of my duty… bonded no more to be a mindless drone for a collective hive… I can make choices, and I choose to be with you and none other. You’re a wiser being than any I have known, and there’s so much I can learn from you… and so much more from the people of Earth as well. I understand that you, Amy, are an official representative of your people… and are duty bound to them. I will be honored if you would present me to…”

  “Fuck them, Lon.” Killian snarled. “You’re my birthday present and they can go to hell… I’m keeping you all to myself.”

  “But what of your duty… your charge?” He looked bewildered.

  “Well, we can always work around that, can’t we?” She exhaled deeply.

  “Affirmative.” He nodded solemnly. “I have ways to remain in secrecy.”

  “Sounds like a plan.” She smiled at him. “But let’s wait up on that… I still have a week before I need to report back to the Command Cruiser.”

  “What shall we do until then?” He furrowed his brow, appearing even more endearing.

  “Make plans, work things out … but mostly we will continue your sex education, my handsome apprentice.” She made a sagely expression, holding up one hand. “Now, lean back on that wall and thrust your beautiful cock forward.”

  “Ah, I understand you intend to take the dominating upper position. Most interesting… I will comply.”

  “You have no choice, alien.” She rose to her knees and reached out to him. “I’m going to ride you like a wild mustang.”

  “I think I find these primal terrestrial references quite refreshing.” He let her climb up onto him.

  “Refresh this, Inseminator.” She grinned and guided his rock hard erection into her hot, tight pussy.

  “Am I the mustang?” He quipped mentally.

  “Do you feel ridden… then yes.” She screamed into his face. “Fuck, baby… you’re so hard and thick. Oh, I love cock… I love your hard cock.”

  “Ah, yes.” He closed his dark eyes. “The pleasure of insemination, it all comes back to me now.”

  “Hell with insemination, Lon.” She grabbed his dense shoulders and pushed herself up and down on his thickness. “Fuck me with that beautiful cock… fuck me hard.”

  “Verbal encouragement does enhance the experience.” Lon noted sedately then changed his expression and mimicked her passion. “Yes, baby… I’m fucking you with my hard cock… I’m fucking you so hard.”

  “Yeah, baby… that’s the stuff.” She whimpered, clawing her nails across his smooth, marble-like skin. “FUCK… ME!”

  *-*-*

  “Are you absolutely certain?” The ship’s holo-projected AI sounded slightly concerned. “The procedure is irreversible.”

  “Yes, Jared.” Killian sighed, leaning back on her pilot chair. “Purge all reports and images from the initial scans, up to the moment the Recon-Nine lost contact with me.”

  “What shall I make this mission report consist of then?” The AI droned somberly.

  “Mention that initial flyby picked up distorted readings from the lunar surface.” She closed her eyes and yawned. “Upon closer examination it has been determined that the object detected is debris from Earth’s early space exploration… more than a hundred and fifty years ago.”

  “Recorded - and what of the equipment that you have salvaged from the lunar surface?”

  “It is a primitive and yet more robust prototype of my simulation matrix, Jared.” The blonde stood up and stretched her shapely limbs. “I will replace the one I have now with it.”

  “Readings indicate that it is more of a hibernation or regener
ation chamber as opposed to your claim of it being a simulator, Captain.” The AI had a hint of skepticism in its imitation vocal pattern.

  “It’s fairly old tech, Jared… before your time, so your readings are way off.” She dismissed him indifferently, pouring herself some water. “There’s no need to have the enhancement or modifications done to the Recon-Nine put on the report or even on record.”

  “Understood, Captain.” Jared acknowledged monotonously. “We are on schedule to make the report. Shall I hail the Command Cruiser?”

  “Yes, let’s get this over with and move on with out lives.” She sighed and took a sip of the water.

  “Admiral Drake of Star Command.” Jared announced as the image of the old man leapt up from the projector before her.

  “Report, Captain Killian.” Drake said, looking right at her.

  “Yes, Admiral.” She stared back at him blandly. “A waste of a week, everything is detailed in my extensive report that Jared is sending over now.”

  “I see.” The admiral looked a little skeptical. “Though I can’t see why the macro scanners would detect something like that?”

  “Those sweeper drones are quite old, almost half a century.” She reasoned, with an air of apathy. “Maybe it’s time we upgraded them.”

  “I’ll take that under advisement, Captain.” Drake’s smile did not reach his stern eyes. “Thank you once again for your service. The bonus will be credited to your account and you have a free run on this sector now with full command of the Recon-Nine. She’s all yours.”

  “Thank you sir, it’s been a pleasure.” She waved a lackluster salute and leaned back on her chair. “Killian out.”

  “That went well.” A deep male voice pulsed inside her head. “What next?”

  “Better than I expected, baby.” She pulsed back and turned toward the AI. “Jared, I’m going to get that much needed rest in my new simulation chamber. I don’t want to be disturbed for anything, do you copy?”

  “Even if there’s a galaxy wide crisis.” The AI almost smirked.

  “Anything.”

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