Alien Romance: Interview with an Alien (Football Paranormal Invasion Abduction Alpha Sci-fi Romance) (Fantasy First New Adult Contact Science Fiction Mystery Sports Alien Short Stories)

by Robin Cavanaugh

  “Don’t be horrible. Not at a time like this.”

  “I’m sorry. It was a mean trick. Here…” Anya pressed her flattened tongue against Odette’s pussy and licked from tight opening to swollen clit.

  “You better be extra nice to me after being so mean.” Odette groaned and shivered as a finger slid into her, followed by a second. She left one hand clutching Anya’s hair, but her other hand reached up to squeeze her breast, clutching it painfully. Her thumb and forefinger pinched the nipple, rolling and squeezing as Anya’s tongue brought her closer and closer to a climax.

  “Fuuuck…” she cried out, throwing her head back. Heat spread through her pelvis, spreading across her body like wildfire. Her muscles tensed, her buttocks clenched and her body lifted from the bed as an invisible hand squeezed her deep inside. Anya’s mouth clung to her pussy like a clam; her tongue lapping frantically at the soft, slippery flesh as Odette bucked her hips hard.

  “Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck…!” She squeezed her breast until her nails stung the skin. Her grip was so tightly meshed in Anya’s hair, she worried she was going to tear it out. But just as the peak of the orgasm started to pass, Anya jammed her fingers deep inside Odette and began finger-fucking her.

  Odette wailed, pedaling her legs against the bed covers, trying to escape the thrusting fingers. A second, bigger orgasm overtook her almost immediately, and she thrashed and writhed, crying out for Anya to stop. But there was no mercy. Anya kept fucking until Odette was reduced to a sweating, trembling mess.

  “Oh, please… oh, please,” Odette wailed.

  “Please, more?”

  “Oh, no. No, no, fuck no.”

  “Are you sure?” Anya pushed her fingers deep, twisting her wrist to drive Odette crazy.

  Odette’s eyes were wide with shock. “Oh, God, no…”

  “Okay, since you asked so nicely.” Anya chuckled and withdrew from the slippery mess between her lover’s legs. She crawled up Odette’s body and kissed her deeply, making sure she spread the slippery juices on her face across Odette’s cheeks.

  “You taste… of me…” Odette managed.

  “Isn’t it divine?”

  “I don’t think… I’ve ever cum… so hard…”

  “Stick around, lover. I’ll have you climbing the walls.”

  Odette smiled. “I’d like that.” She stroked Anya’s cheek with a trembling hand. “But first, I want to make you cum.”

  “In a little while. I really need a drink.” She pushed her hair back with both hands and blew cool air up her face.

  “Aww…” Odette reached for Anya’s pussy, but the dark-haired woman moved back, sliding off the bed.

  “In a little while, I promise.” She backed away, then turned to saunter out of the room, rocking her hips as she walked.

  “You better.” Odette called, then sagged back onto the bed, gasping. Part of her was disappointed that Anya didn’t want to be touched, but she was also relieved that she had a moment to rest. She pressed a hand to her heart, which was hammering against her ribs. Her hand crept between her legs to find a slippery, sticky mess. Abrupt spasms gripped her body as she touched her still-sensitive clit. This business meeting was the best she’d ever had. Maybe they should all take place in a bedroom

  *****

  “Tut, tut,” Anya chided. “Playing without me?” Odette looked up, to see Anya with a white gift bag hanging from her forearm. She was carrying a glass of wine and a pink box—which bore the Jorgensen’s Hot Pink Lingerie logo. A dark red ribbon secured the lid closed. Odette’s eyes widened.

  “What?” Anya shrugged. “I can’t buy from the competition?”

  “You can. I just didn’t expect you to.”

  “I’m sure you do the same with my products.”

  “I might…” Odette began slowly. “Have one or two All Woman vibrators in my office.”

  “Just your office?”

  “And maybe my bedroom.”

  “Best place for them.” Anya grinned. “Here.” She tossed the box toward the bed, spinning it so it landed perfectly beside Odette.

  “What’s in here?”

  “My favorite outfit. Maybe you could wear it for me?”

  “Your favorite? From my range?”

  “Uh-huh.”

  “One of my own designs?”

  “Open it and see.”

  Odette untied the red ribbon and lifted the lid. Inside was a red corset, red stockings and elbow length sheer red gloves, with open fingers. The corset was sheer, and was as much body stocking as a burlesque outfit. Odette had designed it to be fun and alluring in the bedroom, rather than practical outerwear.

  “You call it Red Mystique, if I’m not mistaken.”

  Odette nodded. “This was only launched six weeks ago.”

  Anya shrugged. “As I said, I like your products. I love your range. This is why we need to work together.”

  Odette sighed. “I thought we were going to leave business aside for the moment.”

  “I’m planning to combine business with pleasure.”

  Odette raised an eyebrow. “Oh?”

  “If you get dressed, I will demonstrate.”

  “I only just undressed.” Odette smiled wryly.

  “You took off smart clothes. Now I’d like to see you in Red Mystique.”

  “Oh.”

  “I made you cum with my mouth, and now you turn shy?”

  “You’re right.” Odette rose to her knees. As she pulled the corset from the gift box, Anya put down the white paper bag and fished inside. The bag bore the All Woman logo—Anya’s global company. Odette watched with interest as Anya pulled out a purple vibrator, which was like nothing she’d seen before. Ten inches long, it was a regular anatomically-correct cock, but the root sprouted a twisted, acorn-shaped knob, as if a pair of balls were hanging upward instead of down. At the base of the knob, several thick ribs curved around the thick circumference. Odette stared.

  “Don’t worry about this.” Anya ran her gaze along the purple latex. “Although I’m proud to say it’s a best-seller already.”

  “It’s a strapless vibrator, isn’t it? I’ve read about them.”

  “Exactly right. And we’re going to have some fun with it—if you stop staring and hurry up.”

  “Sorry.” Odette stood on the bed and stepped into the corset, pulling it up her body to cover her breasts. She’d only ever worn the outfit once, two days before launch. She’d loved the thrill the sheer corset had given her. Her nipples were easily visible through the thin material, which was soft and warming against her skin. Pulling it on again brought back happy memories, and sent a tingle through her body.

  “Your nipples are hard again,” Anya said.

  Odette glanced down. “I don’t think they ever went down.”

  “I love the way they poke through everything.”

  “Gives everything away, doesn’t it?”

  “Are you feeling sexy right now?”

  Odette gave her friend a shy smile. “Maybe a little.”

  “So how would you feel if I was to fuck you with this?” She waved the purple vibrator, which wagged like a tail.

  “Maybe I should fuck you with it.” Odette pressed her hands against her hips.

  “Nope. This is my house, my rules. I’m the one with the dick today.”

  “Oh, boy.” Odette bit her lower lip at the thought of the purple monster sliding into her. “Does it work the way I think it works?”

  “Yep. I get to play with this end…” Anya tapped the acorn-shaped bulb at the root. “And you get the whole seven inches of fun sliding inside you.”

  Odette trembled as she pulled on one of the sheer pink gloves. A cord in the web of her thumb stopped it sliding all the way up her arm.

  “Mmm…” Anya sighed. She opened her mouth and touched the end of the vibrator with her tongue.

  “So what are…” Odette’s throat dried. She swallowed and tried again. “What are we doing again?”

  “Testing how
your products complement mine.” She slid the vibrator between her legs and rubbed the short knob against her clit. “And vice versa.”

  “So this is business?”

  “Or it could be pleasure.”

  “Why not both?”

  “Why not?” Odette pulled the other pink glove into place and threw her arms wide. “Come get me.”

  “Get you? I was planning to seduce you into my arms, not dive on top of you.”

  “As long as you don’t demand half my business right before you slide that thing inside me.”

  “I was only teasing. Actually, we’re a lot more alike than I ever imagined. I think we could be as good in business as we are in bed.”

  “We only just skirted the edges of the whole going-to-bed thing.”

  “And we know even less about each other’s business.”

  “So we learn about how well we work together in bed, and then figure out the business later.”

  “That could work. Pleasure before business.”

  “Are we going to play, or not?” Odette asked. “My nipples are aching.”

  “So impatient, Odette.”

  “What can I say? I want to fuck.”

  Anya smiled. “Straight to the point. I like that about you.” She walked to the edge of the bed and leaned in to kiss her new lover. Their mouths opened immediately, allowing their tongues to explore. Odette’s hands went to Anya’s bare breasts, stroking and brushing the nipples with her thumbs. Anya sighed through their passionate kiss, which was slow, but deep. Odette groaned as the tip of the vibrator stroked her pussy through the crotch of the sheer basque. Anya had turned it to a low setting, and the delicious vibrations were setting Odette’s juices flowing once again.

  “I like the way your product looks on you,” Anya murmured, shifting her kissing from mouth to neck.

  “I like the way yours feels between my legs.” Odette rocked her hips slowly, rubbing the vibrating latex along her lips. She groaned and let her head fall back as Anya kissed her neck.

  “I love the way… I can see your boobs… through the material,” Anya said softly. She moved onto Odette’s chest.

  “I love the idea of you fucking me,” Odette murmured. “With that short knob tucked inside your pussy.”

  “And the long shaft deep inside you.” Anya’s voice was quiet, breathy.

  “That is such a fucking hot idea.” Odette’s pelvis throbbed at the thought of being penetrated.

  “You’d like me to fuck you?” Anya glanced up.

  “I’d love you to.”

  “So you’d happily submit to me? You’d lie down and let me dominate you?”

  Odette smiled. “Only because you’re wearing the cock.”

  “And you’re wearing pink. Our roles are clearly defined.”

  “Next time I’ll have the cock, and I’ll pick out something in black. Then I’ll show you who’s boss.”

  Anya grinned. “So you’re saying we should take turns at dominating each other?”

  “I’m saying we should take turns, share the responsibility of being in charge.”

  “Equal partners. Then?”

  “Where our interests meet, yes.”

  Anya extended her hand. “Agreed. Shake on it?”

  Odette nodded, only half-opening her blissful eyes to gaze into Anya’s. She noted Anya’s extended hand, shook it, then settled back on the bed, twisting her head against the pillow until she was comfortable.

  “Now will you please fuck me?” Her arms rose above her head, exposing her barely-concealed body. She let her knees fall outward, exposing her crotch to Anya. The sheer material parted, revealing Odette’s shining and swollen lips.

  “You forgot to fasten the studs.”

  “Did I?” Odette rolled her eyes. “How careless of me. You must think me such a slut.”

  “Now you mention it…” Anya slid closer on her knees, placing herself between Odette’s legs.

  “Hey! I’m a good girl.”

  “Liar. You’re a dirty little slut who needs to be taught some manners.”

  Odette grinned. “You’re probably right. Be gentle with me, though, yeah?”

  “Really?”

  “Of course not. Put that thing inside me and fuck me hard.”

  *****

  “Back there, just for a moment, I thought I was the one in charge.”

  “Do as I say and everyone will leave happy.”

  “Let me fit this thing in place first.” Anya shuffled her knees apart and pressed the short, acorn-shaped knob to her opening. No lubrication was necessary. She was wet enough by far. It slipped straight inside. Anya groaned and folded as the hard latex slid into her sensitive passage.

  “How does it feel?”

  “Much… tighter than… the first time.”

  “You’ve used one of those before?”

  “I’ve… worn one… before.” She blew out a long breath. “But in the privacy of my bedroom.”

  “I’m your first? That’s so sweet.” Odette rolled her hips. “Come get me, big boy.”

  “Who needs boys anymore? Now we have these things…”

  “But there’ll still be women out there who prefer a real cock.”

  Anya made a face. “I like cock, but I don’t like what they’re attached to.”

  “You’re right. Too much anger, too much ego.”

  “Tell me how this compares later, after the fun ends.”

  “I won’t have much to compare it to. The only boyfriend I had was clumsy and selfish.”

  “I’m you’re second? That’s so sweet.” Anya pressed her legs together and lowered herself onto Odette. They kissed softly, building up to eager, hungry kisses. The gently-vibrating latex slid across against Odette’s swollen clit, sending delicious thrills through her body. She was eager for penetration, but she knew that anticipation was as wonderful as the act of fucking. Instead, she rocked her hips, rubbing herself against the increasingly-slippery vibrator.

  Anya’s breathing was deep and shuddering. The vibrations were also thrilling her deep inside, travelling up the short stub that she’d slipped inside herself. Odette’s gentle movements were changing the pressure minutely, and moving the acorn-knob up and down her passage.

  “That feels so good,” she whispered.

  “Mmm…” Odette agreed, rocking her hips with new enthusiasm. “I could come just from rubbing myself against you.” She grabbed Anya’s buttocks and squeezed hard, spreading and rolling them in circles.

  “You keep doing that, you’re going to make me come.”

  “This is so fucking amazing.”

  “Wait until I slip this little monster inside you.”

  “Not yet,” Odette pleaded. “Not quite yet.” She was enjoying the vibrations against her clit. She threw back her head and groaned. Anya peppered her neck with kisses. She tilted her hips forward, and Odette cried out.

  “You like that?” She rocked her hips back and forth. Odette wailed and dug her fingers into Anya’s cheeks, encouraging her thrusts.

  “Oh God… oh, God… yesss…”

  Anya grinned and stepped it up again, thrusting the full length of the vibrator across Odette’s clit, forcing cries from her lover each time she slid forward.

  “Oh, fuck! Ohhh… fuck!” Odette arched; her feet pedaled, pushing down the covers as she writhed and cried beneath Anya’s thrusting. “Nghhh! Fuuuck!”

  She wasn’t given a moment’s respite. Anya guided the vibrator between Odette’s lips until it was against her opening, then eased it into her by leaning forward. Odette’s eyes sprang wide, and she stared at Anya as the purple latex slid into her pussy, inch by glorious vibrating inch.

  “Oh… my… God!”

  “How’s that feel, lover?”

  “Oh f… oh fuck…”

  Anya smiled as she pushed deeper. The pressure of the knob inside her pussy changed as Odette’s passage accepted the intruder willingly, although Anya still had to apply some pressure. She kept her legs tightl
y closed, not wanting the vibrator to fall out, although it was gripped firmly by her internal muscles, and she had no intention of letting it go. She continued until her pussy was pressed against Odette’s—a delicious and slippery sensation that thrilled her.

  Odette whimpered as Anya rolled her hips, simultaneously rubbing both women inside and out. Odette reached up with an open mouth, and they enjoyed deep, hungry kisses. When Anya began moving back and forth, Odette’s hands fluttered, with no idea where to go or what to grasp. One moment she was stroking Anya’s face, the next she was gripping the bed covers. Her head was thrown back as the ribbed latex shifted back and forward inside her. Heavy breathy noises echoed from the walls as both women reaped pleasure from the shifting, vibrating latex. Odette raised her legs, resting her heels lightly on Anya’s back. Her hands gripped Anya’s forearms, then slid up to seize her shoulders.

  “Fuck… fuck… fuck…” she cried.

  “Uh-huh,” Anya affirmed. “Take that cock, you slut. Take it deep inside.”

  “Ohhh… fuuuck!” Odette whimpered. “Fuck me. Fuck me deep.”

  Anya settled onto her elbows and kissed Odette’s neck, spreading the kisses around as she thrust gently. Within a few moments, she’d found a comfortable rhythm, rocking her hips once a second to push into her new lover’s body. Odette’s whimpers were deeply arousing—faint pleas for mercy and continued thrusting in equal measure.

  “You like my new cock inside you?” Anya whispered.

  “Fuck, yes…”

  “You like the way I fill your pussy?”

  “Oh, fuck…”

  “I love the way it rubs me inside. When I push into you, it rubs me one way, and when I withdraw, it presses on my G-spot.”

  “Mmm…”

  “I could fuck you like this forever, sweet lover.”

  “Please,” Odette whispered. “Please fuck me forever.” She pressed her hands to Anya’s back and drew her nails across the tight skin. Her heels urged Anya into a faster rhythm. When she thrust into Odette, their skin slapped together, sticking briefly as their spreading juices mingled. Odette cried out and Anya moaned as the new pressures of thrusting harder paid dividends, rubbing them both exquisitely. Tingles ran through Anya’s pelvis as the vibrations set her G-spot buzzing. She thrust harder, eager to reap the rewards of their eager fucking.