ROMANCE: Stolen by the Alien Lord (BBW Alpha Male Pregnancy Romance) (Contemporary Science Fiction Paranormal Short Stories)

by Knightingale, Fiona

  “Jesus? What-”

  “Shut up. Do it again…faster…”

  He obliged and pulled out again, thrusting back inside one inch deeper and causing another guttural scream.

  “Ohhh God! Yes faster…”

  He began creating a steady rhythm of entering and pulling out, feeling no particular weakness, as he observed from all those porn scans of planet earth. Men here seemed to finish very early. He wondered if that was the custom, but judging from her ecstatic face, she wanted this to last.

  “Yes keep going…don’t stop…” she said, grabbing his face with her arms around his ears and hugging him close.

  “Yes…give yourself to me. Hold nothing back. Shift into me while I enter you.”

  “Ohh God, I don’t know if I can…”

  But she tried and the feeling of friction was almost too much to bear. She pushed against him as he pushed inside and it started a fire of passion that left her breathless.

  “Ohhhh fuck,” she said, putting her hands through her hair and swooning. “I can’t even move. You’re too big to ride.”

  “Too big?”

  “No…just the right challenge.” She hugged him again and kissed him all over his face, feeling a rush of endorphins. “Sometimes a bigger girl like me needs more of a man.”

  “Some of your other females…look too skinny. I would be afraid to break them.”

  “Such a sweet talker,” she said, spreading her legs wider as she plummeted deeper inside.

  Suddenly, just as she thought this was as good as it could get, her clitoris started pounding. She looked down in disbelief as she felt a distinct pulling, rubbing and sucking sensation on her clit—but couldn’t figure out what he was doing.

  “What…how…”

  “This is good. Your body is telling me so.”

  “I know but…ohhh God…yeah. How are you…doing that…”

  “I am a shifter. Everything about this created body is malleable. I can tell from reading your thoughts that your clitoris is connected to your pussy.”

  “Uhhh huh…” she said, becoming flushed with passion and flinching. The intensity was too much and she couldn’t even say anything cute, funny or kinky. She was just shaking in primal emotion.

  “And this…”

  “Aaahhhh!” she groaned deeply, quivering back and forth as she felt her G-spot being rubbed down from inside somehow. It felt as if his appendage grew other limbs and began tickling her most sensitive areas at once. “I don’t know how you’re doing it…but don’t fucking stop!”

  “The wetter you are, the more fertile you become.”

  It was scientific jargon again, but this time it sounded sexy. She was wet as a fountain, and with his cock jamming deeper and deeper, both of their bodies started to pollute each other. A wonderfully dirty and primal connection they had, an inappropriate, dangerous and unbreakable bond. Then she remembered that when he did come she would become pregnant. Not even a question. She would be impregnated instantly and give birth to a superior being.

  The thought was enough to send her into spasming heat. She shook hard, inadvertently bouncing harder on his cock and sending herself into even more powerful convulsions. She couldn’t stop herself from coming if she wanted to. She did try--tried to prevent all that hard bouncing, which was causing another orgasmic peak beyond what she was used to. But it was too late, her breathing was frantic and her skin was already blushing.

  She feared losing control but it was inevitable. She had no choice but to give him everything—her pussy juice, her sweat, her dignity, her shame and yes her fertile body. It felt amazing to let go of all of it, becoming his vessel and trusting him implicitly. The fact that she hadn’t invested ten years of waiting time into a go nowhere relationship and just fucked him as soon as she met him was invigorating. A brilliant change from all the mistakes she made years ago.

  She shook harder as her pussy started contracting. She was ready to cum…but there was just one thing.

  “I want to see the real you,” she said in quivering tearful desperation.

  “No you don’t.”

  “I do! That’s what makes it hot…so kinky…send me over the edge. Show me something no man can ever show me…”

  “All right. I can show you a little bit. But don’t be afraid…”

  The fear inside her only amplified her reckless abandon and intense orgasm. She smiled as the alien seemed to un-flex his body.

  His appearance began to change in front of her—he was still humanoid but his eyes were dark, large and piercing. His face glowed liked the sun and his facial shape began to deteriorate until he just appeared as a humanoid orb with a demonic face.

  “I love it!” she screamed, scared shitless but using that adrenaline to cum even harder than before. She shook hard and grabbed him with full throttle, squeezing as hard as she could, still like a pillow in his powerful arms.

  “Ohhhh yes! I’m cumming!” she screamed, as she flooded his cock with juices.

  His own body told him that now was the time to inseminate. Her peak fertility level was reached and the old fashioned method of impregnating her would work. He held her tight and unleashed a stream of spunk inside her.

  She bellowed out, looking down at his strong arms and the shaft of his dick which was still too big to completely contain. Her breathing reached a pinnacle and she choked—but then started to calm quickly. Too quickly. His sperm was a marvelous natural painkiller sending waves of ecstatic stupor and relaxation as it dripped inside.

  She moaned as he withdrew from her, his cock still hard and not shrinking or weakening. She fell on the ground and relaxed, but the being remained standing.

  “So…” she laughed. “Is that what you do with all the women you impregnate.”

  “No,” he said with a smile. “You are the first woman I have ever physically consummated with. Our species prefers the lab approach. For other human females we used donated sperm. This was truly a once in a lifetime experience, the melding together of two species in physical love.”

  “And the whole probing thing? That’s a myth, right?”

  “Well…no. It is usually customary. But what your planet gets wrong is that the penetration hurts. If you do it incorrectly it is painful. But the way we do it only brings about orgasm.”

  “…Oh.” She laughed and smiled, giving him that dizzy smile that allowed consent.

  For the sake of science and research, he agreed to probe her. He sat her on the examination table and lifted her down, stomach first. Selfishly, he decided to touch, squeeze and slap her ass cheeks, preparing her for the probe. Her bulging ass, now wet from sex and sweat, was intoxicating. He could barely concentrate on the science as he sent a slithering and soft probe between her cheeks, easing her into penetration.

  She tensed up when she felt the tip rub against her anus, but only at first. When she relaxed, she let it inside and it was a squiggly and erotic rush. The probe was soft yet firm, not so much unlike a penis. He guided it into her asshole and began slowly “taking readings” which actually felt very unscientific. Like a warm throbbing, a gentle friction that tickled her nerve endings and escalated her breathing for a second time.

  She bore down and took more of the probe inside, caterwauling as it inched its way in.

  “Oh God…that feels good…” she sighed. “I tried anal once didn’t like it. But this is good.”

  “That’s because there are no pleasure sensors in the anal cavity. However, when this probe passes through the rectum it rubs against the anterior fornix on the opposite side, where the vagina is.”

  “Ohhh shit!” she said, tensing up and feeling vibrations in her pussy, which only seemed to amplify the pleasurable pain of stuffing her ass. “YES! Keep talking science while fucking my ass.”

  “I’m surprised,” the alien said with a smile. Most women prefer to skip the anal probe after impregnation. But with your ‘ass’, so sumptuous and soft…it is my pleasure.”

  He held her down t
o stop her from squirming. He inserted the probe deeper until he filled her rectum completely. Then he began pulling back and forth, rubbing her interiors with a steady rhythm until she rocked back and forth, feeling another orgasmic wave.

  “Yes! Right there! Ohhhh!”

  She cried out, grabbing his strong hands for support. The anal penetration was intense, that strange sensation of gentle pain, or soft pummeling. Her pussy became wet again from the continuing friction and within minutes she was spasming again, her ass firmly in his hands and taking the full pounding.

  “Ohhh God! I’m cumming again!”

  “I thought you might. The recto-uterine pouch is clearly sensitive and you are feeling intense vibrations.”

  Jeri laughed in orgasmic glee, loving the sound of his science gibberish while getting ass pounded. It was a different type of orgasm and the perfect complement to the pussy pounding he subjected her to.

  Her body was weary and used. She felt pregnant, almost nine months pregnant, since the alien sperm left behind a heavy sensation in her inward parts. It would be months before delivery but the erotic thrill of having another man’s seed in her was ever-present.

  He was a monster, but somehow a peaceful and rational monster that understood her better than a doctor or scientist ever could. It was too perfect an experience, far too addictive a drug to let go of. She instantly felt the threat of abandonment—surely what all women feel after winning the alien lottery.

  He read her thoughts still touching her skin as they separated from each other.

  “You fear abandonment?”

  “What can I say,” she said with a head shake. “You’re like a god. Or a drug you never want to give up.”

  She had already cried orgasmic tears. But the thought of never seeing him again was just as emotional, though she tried to keep it together.

  But he still felt her thoughts and tried to sympathize. “I would think that me staying with you as a visitor would be complicated for your planet.”

  “Yeah. It would. Our kind isn’t too welcoming to new people,” she said sadly.

  “I’m sorry.”

  “But…I have no life back there. On earth. If your species is peaceful and treats me with respect…it would be my privilege to go back and be your experiment.”

  The alien looked at her blankly…then smiled. It was a wild thought. Never before had a human actually wanted to leave earth and go home to the mother planet to be a celebrated specimen of science. This really was a romantic day for Primordeus, along with all those other strange but wonderful human emotions.

  THE END

  Taken by the Cowboy Billionaire

  Chapter one

  “Brenda, you can’t be serious. They’re never going to listen to you and you’re pretty much going to be a mosquito that is going to be nothing, but a nuisance. You can’t possibly think that they’re going to let go of the purse strings. Don’t get me wrong, I commend you for wanting to do the right thing, but most people won’t see it that way. They’ll see you as another handout, pat you on the head and give you a few measly dollars, but that’s all that you’re going to be able to wrench from their grasp.” Tina had always been the voice of reason, but in this respect, I felt that she was wrong.

  “I know that it’s a long shot, but I have to try. These people need to learn that money is not to be used for luxuries like new cars and houses. There is a lot of suffering in this world. Healing that starts right here at home. I may not be able to save the world, but I can start small and work my way up to something with a lot more meaning.” I practiced what I preached, staying out of the way and making sure that I lived by a modest means. I took on jobs and whatever money I made went to the small one bedroom bungalow that I had rented. Whatever was left over was turned towards buying whatever food that I would need and provisions.

  “I’m glad that you came to me and getting in the front door is not going to be easy by any means. You’re going to need something that’s going to draw their attention and make them think that you are part of the pack. If you can do that, then maybe you can make them see you. To be honest, I’m a little bit flummoxed that you are even brazen enough to try something like this. If you’re caught, you’ll be thrown into jail and the key will be thrown away. Not even your many friends will be able to help you out of that kind of predicament. I know that I don’t have that kind of money to bail you out.” I knew that I was getting in over my head, but this was too important to let lie.

  “This fundraiser might be important to some, but for most of us it’s a waste of time. They are trying to raise money for cancer. I understand that’s a near and dear cause, but we’ve been throwing good money after bad on a subject that has not had much success. I need to get them to throw some of that cash towards my cause of saving animals. It may not seem grandiose, but it means a lot to me.” I was wearing this slinky red dress that I had borrowed from Tina’s closet. I didn’t exactly own something like this and normally I wouldn’t be caught dead in something like this.

  “I could go with you, but I think that one of us is going to be more than enough to raise a little hell. That dress is made for your body. If they are not looking at you from the moment that you step through those doors, then I don’t know what will.” I turned all the way around to get a look from every angle and I had to admit that I certainly didn’t look like somebody that was down and out. Anything that I wore was mostly jeans and plaid shirts that really accentuated the positives. “I just hope that you know what you’re doing. If you do find yourself in any trouble, then by all means call me and I’ll be there in a flesh. I’ll meet you at the back door and we can get out of there, before things get ugly.”

  “I appreciate that you are always there for me, Tina, but this time I have to go this alone. I’m not leaving there, until I get the money that I’m looking for. A thousand dollar plate dinner is an extravagance by anybody’s standards. For them to fork out that kind of cash, only means that they have more money than brains. There are many causes in this world and everybody knows that each one has its merits. We all have the one that is dear to our heart and this one makes me want to do the impossible. Those billionaires don’t stand a chance. I’m going to bat my eyelashes, show some skin and get them to throw their hard earned dollars in my direction.”

  The dress was amazing and turning one way or the other would show more of my body than I had ever shown before. Even going out on dates, I never really went all out. Casual was my claim to fame. I think that I might have gotten some of those guys back to my one bedroom flat by putting myself out there. I wanted people to know who the real woman was and to accept me for what I brought to the table. I didn’t want to put on airs or make them think something that wasn’t true. I had no interest in pulling the rug out from underneath their feet after the fact.

  “It’s a good thing that you’re using my car, because nobody would take you seriously, if you showed up in your heap. That thing should be registered, as a health scare. You have exhaust leaks and the smoke that you forcefully put into the air is atrocious.” I was all about the environment, but the one thing that I couldn’t afford was a good vehicle. Thankfully, I only used it on those occasions that were absolutely necessary. Otherwise, I would resort to taking public transportation in the form of a bus or taking the subway. I liked mingling with the locals and I imagined what their lives would be like and I put myself in their shoes.

  “I think that by being an only child, I was given too much attention. I started to see that others didn’t have it that good and I did my best to make their lives better. Christmas to me was taking my toys that my parents had given me to those that were less blessed. My parents had a lot of money and they were all about luxury.” By the time that I was old enough, I left home and never looked back. I had no interest in inheriting that kind of cash. I became of age two years ago and I shocked them by giving up my fortune to charities. I only took what I needed.” I’d told Tina that story and she had shook her head with disb
elief that I would actually let go of the kind of money that could keep me happy, until the day that I died.

  “Don’t get me started on that subject. We all struggle from day to day to make ends meet and you had everything given to you on a silver platter. I don’t know that I would’ve been, so callous to give away all of that money. I do have to praise you for your giving nature. You came from a house that wallowed in their wealth. You could’ve become ego driven, completely devoid of human emotion and yet you turned into a woman that has the interest of the entire world on your mind. You wear your heart on your sleeve and sometimes that is going to come back and bite you on the ass.” I put on the high heels and the black wrap around my shoulders and I knew that I was ready to mingle with those that were more influential than they realized.

  “I’m very grateful for your assistance, Tina. I need to make an entrance that is going to make it impossible to deny me entry. I’ve put into place a plan of attack and according to my watch, things should be coming to a head very soon.” I doubt that my mother and father would approve of my methods, but this was my life and I wasn’t going to let anybody dictate the terms. “Jamie should have everything prepared and all I have to do is show up at the right time. If I can time this right, then they won’t even ask me for identification. They’ll be too busy putting out a metaphorical fire to worry about party crashers. Besides, I’m not going to look like somebody off the street.” Just looking in the mirror, I felt different, almost privileged and deserving of the kind of accolades that would come my way.

  “You don’t look like the same person. If I didn’t know any better, I would say that you were one of those over privileged rich kids. If I were to hazard a guess, I would say that you were a trophy wife for one of the many men that have decided to take their midlife crisis in a different direction. Instead of buying a car that’s an extension of their manhood, they indulge in their sweet tooth by grabbing on to something pretty and a little bit too young for their own good. I would say that you’re going to fit in nicely.” I had been training myself. I’ve gone over all the etiquette about what spoon and what fork to use for any circumstance.