Excerpt: "Lycans of Mars" Teaser

  I'm going to do a short story based on Red Riding Hood with a science fiction setting. When I was watching "The Expanse" I came up with this idea so in the edit I'm going to make some changes so it doesn't come off as too similar to the show. Here's a teaser...

Sable LaRouge admired herself in the mirror. She wore a mermaid oriental evening gown with images of a golden phoenix stitched into the design and a slit to show off her curvy thigh. The dress hugged Sable’s supple curves that she was sometimes embarrassed about. Her maid brushed out her long ebony locks as Sable applied a bit of blush to her face.

“Should I go with Ruby Red or Pink Passion?” Sable asked her maid, Cerise. 

Cerise was a petite blond with bright green eyes and pouty lips that Sable envied. Where Sable was pale as the moon, Cerise was bronzed with a healthy pallor. Cerise pouted in thought.

“Red definitely,” Cerise smiled as she worked and twisted Sable’s hair into a bun while letting a good amount of dark strands escape to cascade down her mistress’s shoulder then took out the ruby lacquered chop sticks and stuck them into the design to apply a finishing touch. 

“No one will be able to resist you,” Cerise crowed, putting her face beside Sable smiling with pride. 

Sable flushed. “I don’t know…,” but Sable had to admit that she did look stunning. She wasn’t a classic beauty but men have been drawn to her saying she had an otherworldly beauty, a simmering sensuality in her big electric blue eyes that were hooded under dark lashes. 

“You think Adrian will like it?” Sable asked as she applied the red lipstick. Cerise heaved a heavy sigh as her bright green eyes dimmed at the mention of Sable’s fiancé.

Adrian Haslett was the son of the Trade Minister. He was handsome enough but was single minded in his studies about Ancient civilizations. Sable shared the passion of art and preservation with her fiancé but other than that he was boring, jealous and high maintenance. 

The only way Sable got his attention outside of work was when she was talking with another man. Then Adrian would get jealous and tell her to stop throwing herself at other men. 

“Unless you have an Ancient Greek artifact from the time of Alexander the Great on your person I doubt Adrian would notice,” Cerise yawned mockingly. “He’s so boring I can’t believe you agreed to marry him!”

“I’m not thrilled about it either but grandmother insists,” Sable opened her jewelry box that played music “Castle on a Cloud” from the old musical “Les Miserables”. She took out two tear drop ruby earrings and began putting them on.

“You look incredibly sexy!” Cerise beamed.

“If you mean she looks like a painted whore then yes.”

Sable and Cerise froze, a feeling of dread worming up their spines when they heard the cold authoritative voice of Sable’s grandmother Senator Syrene LaRouge. An icy air of command hung about the seasoned senator of the Earth Federation. She and Sable had the same Prussian Blue eyes vibrant and electric with color but where Sable’s were warm and inviting, Syrene’s were calculating and indifferent. 

“Grandmother…,” Sable swallowed hard trying not to seem affected but inside apprehension made her stomach tremble. 

The senator took slow steps. Sable heard the cold “click clack” of the woman’s heels hitting the marble floor, her figure getting closer like a specter ready to wrap her hands around Sable’s white throat. Cerise bowed out without order as Syrene stood behind her grand daughter. The dowager inspected Sable with cool precision. 

“I need you to be perfect at this banquet,” Syrene said, her tone contained an edge that made Sable wince inside but like a good daughter of a politician she kept her composure aloof. “You know who’s going to be there?”

“Prince Julian of Mars,” Sable said her voice devoid of emotion. Everyone was on edge to have a Lycan of such status on Earth. 

“A beast,” Syrene spoke with disgust. “Just like his brother the Emperor. They’re all savage beasts who steal our mines in the Asteroid Belt and take our workers as slaves. Over sexed, violent beasts that we have to entertain so the Chancellor can pursue this farce of a peace treaty.”

The Lycans were wolf shifters that split from the human race on Earth after so much hate and bad blood between the races of human and hybrid human/animal. The Lycans traveled to Mars and built an Empire for 300 years that thrived on slavery and war. The skirmishes had gotten too frequent. Mars and Earth had the power to destroy each other as they were equal in military and weapons.

“Things would go a lot easier if you dressed more like a lady and not like a clown prostitute,” Syrene spoke coolly. Then she took a tissue and wiped away Sable’s red lipstick leaving a streaking smudge on her cheek as her grandmother offered her the other lipstick. “Go with Pink Passion. More your color.”

Sable nodded taking the lipstick from her grandmother’s elegant yet skeletal fingers. 

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The banquet was to be held in New York City at the Metropolitan Museum. Sable loved art especially the Rococo style where artists defied the rules of lines and restrictions letting their passions guide their hands without worrying about if it was right or not. She just had to get away from the crowd… and Adrian. 

Sable was speaking to the Museum director, their heads leaned in close together discussing paintings that were loaned to the museum for such a special occasion. They were laughing and the director was only thanking her for her help and the difference between Rococo and Baroque when Adrian interrupted and practically dragged Sable away. She was humiliated. So Sable slipped away to take a breather.

The soft murmur of the guests in the other room hummed in Sable’s ears as she admired a painting depicting the familiar theme of the sexual union of Greek gods and mortal women: Leda and the Swan. Zeus disguised himself as a swan then came upon Leda and wrapped her in his big wings and made love to her. From this union came Helen of Troy whose face launched a thousand ships.

This painting was on loan from another museum. A painting by Jean François de Troy it depicted Leda on her back on a large rock as Zeus in swan form climbed on top of her as if making love or about to make love to her. But Leda’s face wasn’t horror. It was a mixture between expectant bliss and fear. 

“You lost, little lamb?” 

A dark masculine voice purred behind her making Sable jump. She turned and fought back a blush before answering him for when she saw the man standing behind her as a soft gasp escaped her and her mind went blank. 

He was incredibly gorgeous standing there with a smirk and a sinister glint in his burning blue eyes that eyed her hungrily. Sable felt suddenly naked as the stranger’s gaze raked over her curves and licked his lips and her muscles tensed. 

Something inside Sable seemed to call out to this man. Her body quivered with a desire she’d never felt before. An ache burned between her thighs as she imagined herself pressed against his hard body…

“Does the Little Lamb have a tongue?” he asked, amusement in his voice. Sable shook her head to rid herself of the fog that clouded her mind, regaining some sense of propriety.

“Apologies,” Sable straightened up but the hum of desire still echoed in her blood. “You surprised me, Prince Julian.”

Julian’s eyebrow lifted, intrigued.

“You know who I am?” he asked smiling revealing his white teeth resembling the wolf of fairytales who liked to devour virgins in the woods. “You have me at a disadvantage then for I don’t know who you are…”

“Sable LaRouge,” Sable dipped in a little curtsy but Julian took hold of her hand in his firm, strong yet gentle grip and pressed her fingers to his lips. His lips were warm and moist. Sable wondered what they would taste like. What they would feel like when pressed to other more intimate parts on her body? 

“Charmed…,” Julian’s eyes held her with hypnotic lust. His lips curved into a salacious smile. He seemed well aware of the effect her was having on her. He had golden hair and a chiseled jawline that could cut marble. Sable saw a vein climbing his neck and figured he had hard muscles underneath perfectly sculpted like a Greek god. 

“What is a beautiful little lamb doing wandering away from her herd?” Julian asked, keeping Sable’s hand captive in his. He brushed his thumb over her fingers sending hot little thrills straight to her pussy making it drizzle and squeeze. 

But Sable remembered that Lycans kept human slaves and took her hand back. Her body cried out in protest, missing the warmth. 

“Is that what humans are to you Lycans? Sheep for the slaughter?” Sable asked clenching her hands into fists to relieve the nervous energy building within her and to prevent her from reaching out to the arrogant prince and crushing his mouth to hers.   

Julian’s expression didn’t change. In fact he looked even more aroused, his blue eyes burning with desire and Sable caught a glimpse of the tight bulge forming in his pants. He stepped closer while Sable stepped back until Julian reached out. He brushed away Sable’s dark hair from her face then traced his finger down her cheek sending stabs of ecstasy through her body to awaken her nerve endings. 

“What are you doing?” Sable’s voice trembled as did her body. The wolf prince sensed it and his eyes turned from sky blue to a golden yellow gripping Sable’s insides with trepidation but also expectation. He could smell the arousal coming off her in waves and it awakened his animal lust. Julian’s thumb traced her bottom lip, his tongue darted out between his lips, his smoldering gaze hungry to taste her. Julian leaned in, a growl vibrating in his throat.

“I’ll scream,” Sable spoke breathlessly as Julian pressed her against the cold wall as her body felt like a fiery furnace. His hand rested on the nape of her neck and with a wicked grin he whispered hoarsely, “Then scream.”

Sable felt helpless. She was in the hands of a beast. Her heart pounded in her ears and her blood sang but words failed her. She didn’t make a sound except for a slight groan when Julian brought his mouth down upon hers and speared his tongue into her mouth, exploring it with sensual licks.

He tasted wild and succulent. Sable was overcome with wild abandon as she gave into Julian’s lust-filled kiss. She wrapped her arms around him to keep him pressed against her. Her nipples stiffened and pussy creamed as she felt every hard muscle; every hard muscle as Sable felt Julian’s maleness throb against her.

Sable rubbed her body against Julian creating a friction of heat that made both of them growl in delight. Julian’s hand ran up her smooth creamy thigh as he nipped her throat. The graze of his teeth gave Sable shivers as she felt his sharp canines. Would they break the skin? Would his uncontrollable lust result in her death? Sable found herself fine with it as long as Julian brought her to complete ecstasy first.

Then Sable felt his hand rubbing her hot damp panties as he nibbled her ear. He stroked her sending Sable into shivers of ecstasy. She let out a small sigh of bliss getting lost in the sudden passion. 

“Tell me what you want, little lamb,” Julian whispered harshly in her ear as he rubbed her harder. Sable dug her nails into Julian’s shoulders feeling the hardness of his muscles. Julian licked her neck, “Tell me what you want…”

Sable had her eyes closed most of the time but when she opened them she suddenly realized where she was and she was seized with panic. With all her might she pushed Julian away and without a word ran off. She made it around the corner and rested against the wall beside a Neoclassical painting by William-Adolphe Bouguereau called “The Abduction of Psyche”. All around her were Bouguereau’s paintings depicting Eros and Erotes disturbing young maidens hoping to corrupt them.

Sable noticed the painting of “Girl Resisting Eros” and couldn’t help but feel a kinship with the girl. Sable’s heart slowed its pace as she took deep breaths. But her body cried at the loss of Julian’s firmness. She could still feel the heat of him like a brand on her skin.

“Sable?” 

She jumped to see her fiancé glowering at her with his stormy brown eyes. 

“You look feverish,” he accused in a cool tone. “Maybe you had too much to drink.”

It was more of a statement than a question and Sable hated when he did that. He treated her like a child but right now she wanted to get as far from Julian as possible before she did something she would regret. Oh but what sweet regret. 

“I’m feeling dizzy,” Sable said fanning herself. “I’m going to bed.”

Adrian caught her arm and whispered, “I’ll walk you back home.”

Sable took back her arm, her vibrant blue eyes as cold as icicles that sent chills down stony Adrian’s spine and said lowly, “I can manage, Adrian. You don’t get to order me around until after we’re married. So until then keep your hands to yourself.”

Sable walked off in a huff leaving brooding Adrian in her dust.


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Literotica Post: Abducted by the Breeder Aliens

  I have many sex scenes written down in a leather notebook. I'm trying to organize them into erotic shorts. If you would like to check out my other erotic/romance stories log onto Literotica.com. My handle is ErosinaScarlett.

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I go to bed after a long stressful week at work. Reading Gena Showalter and J.R. Ward is the only thing on my mind as I put on my comfortable cotton plaid pjs. I am about to settle into another paranormal romance when I hear a humming. My whole body is vibrating as the hum grows louder. Then comes the blinding white light. 

I see a silhouette of a man… I can’t see his face but the profile is unmistakable. The humming becomes deafening as I open my mouth to scream but nothing comes out as if the loud humming made me lose my ability to speak. The light becomes more intense as four more figures appear before me, surrounding my bed. I’m for gun control but this was a moment where I wonder maybe I should get a gun license at least.

I try to run but one of the figures grabs me then I feel a sharp pain in my neck. I start to feel drowsy. They gave me a sedative? I began to lose the feeling in my limbs as my mind grows numb and my vision blurs. Then my whole world goes black. 

******

I wake up with a headache in a room but not my room. It’s steel grey and I’m lying on a soft bed with satin sheets. I look down to see that I’m wearing nothing but a silk sash that wraps around my body barely covering my supple breasts and… shaven pussy??? Was I shaved while unconscious? I also smell really good like wildflowers and honey suckles. I was undressed, bathed then shaved.

I resolve that I have been kidnapped and about to be a sex slave. I hear a voice smooth and deep like a satin sea, “Please remain calm.”

I spin around frantically trying to discern where the voice is coming from. A blue man in long flowing black robes fringed with silver and wearing a silver collar stares at me with pale green eyes. I’m dumbstruck. Maybe this is a dream…

“I know you must be shocked.” The blue man’s image fizzles. A hologram?

“Who the hell are you?” I cry out as I cross my arms over my self in a failed attempt to cover myself for modesty’s sake. My nipples were already a bit stiff grazing against the smooth fabric from the cool air. This has to be a nightmare. I must have fallen asleep already.

“My name is Namid,” he says calmly, which makes me even more nervous. “My people are known as the Manu. You have been chosen to help rebuild our race.”

I’m a geography teacher. I don’t think I can help them with rebuilding their race.

“It will become clear soon,” Namid says. What the fuck is happening to me??? I pinch my arm raw trying to wake myself up but I’m still in the same room.

“Who the hell are you people???” I croaked. My mouth is suddenly dry.

My heart begins to race but I remember my yoga breathing exercises and try to remain calm. Just as I get my heart back to a normal pace I try to think of ways to escape. I look around my room. The walls are smooth with not indentation of a door or a panel. 

“Our females have died from a devastating virus,” Namid continues speaking but in a mournful tone. Namid suddenly looks sad and I feel a twinge of pity. 

“That’s… sad…,” I say. “I’m so sorry.”

Namid smiles, his bright green eyes soft. 

“To rebuild our population we have been reduced to visiting planet to planet gathering females,” Namid explains. “You are one of 20 females that we have taken from Earth.”

I look down at my revealing outfit. Heat creeps into my face when I suddenly realize what he means.

“You’re going to use me as a sex slave??” I cry out hoarsely. 

The image fizzles again. Namid tilts his head surveying me with calm eyes. 

“More of a Breeding Companion. I promise that you will enjoy our warriors as much as they will enjoy you,” he says with certainty which makes indignity boil inside me.

“You will take me back home!” I demand but Namid fizzles out.

Then I hear a door hiss. I quickly turn around to see… a tall bald man… a tall bald BLUE man. He’s carved out like a god of war. My mouth fell open at the sight of his marbled body and his… My god it hangs there like a third appendage. The hot alien was blue with icy blue eyes and swirling black tattoos. 

I catch my breath at the sight of him as his scent wafts into my nose and I breathe in his foreign smell. His musk clouds my senses as my nipples tighten into painful pink pearls. I bite my lip, ashamed that my fear had turned into slight arousal as I start to feel a needy throbbing between my thighs. He approaches me and I back away. There is no way out. He reaches out to me and I slap his hand away.

“Don’t touch me!” I cry. The alien man frowns, tilting his head to the side eyeing me curiously with his pale blue eyes. I wrap my arms around myself trying to hide my hardened nipples and supple breasts in this revealing silk shift.

 He moves with lethal grace taking hold of me then throws me on the bed. I try to crawl away but but the alien grabs my legs and pulls me to him. I struggle and fight with everything I have but he’s too strong, having my wrists pinned down on the soft bed. He stares down at me intently as he puts his full weight on me. I gasp as I feel his long turgid sex organ hard an throbbing against me. A small voice inside me begs to have him impale me while the logic in me screams for him to stop.

“Get o—!”

The alien smothers my mouth with a kiss. For a few seconds I struggle but then something starts to happen. The kiss is like an electric shock sending a jolt to my system, awakening some primal need. My body floods with endorphins. My mind fogs with lust. Moisture gathers between my thighs. My body temperature rises. Naughty images of being naked and tangled with my alien abductor bombard my mind. 

I breathe in sharply at the sudden euphoric sensation allowing the alien’s tongue to invade my mouth, counting my teeth, seductively exploring the wet heat. His musk is suddenly earthy and alluring conjuring childhood memories of camping in the woods with my dad before he died of cancer. I groan slightly as my tight nipples reach for him, begging him to touch them and my legs spread, my body becoming for receptive to my alien attacker. My tongue meets his in an erotic dance. He’s like cocaine and candy, addictive in that I have to have him now.

His hands go from pinning my wrists to interlacing his fingers with mine. I push up into him, arching my back as I bite his lower lip, sucking and nibbling it desperately. He tastes like all of my favorite desserts and I want to devour all of him. I want him to devour me. I had abandoned all logic somehow and start rubbing my wet hot core against his throbbing member. He groans with excitement as I accept him.

Like a scorpion he poises himself above me, his stinger ready for the kill. His powerful masculinity pierces my sopping womanhood. I arch my hips to meet him as he slowly sinks deeper into my molten core. The alien grunts as he buries himself deep. I want all of him inside me. I cry out as his girth stretches my human vaginal walls. 

The pain melts into unimaginable bliss as I bring his head down to devour his tongue once more as he pumps slow then fast then slow again. Despite myself I moan as the delicious friction creates waves of heat flooding my body.

Electrical pulses surge through my body setting my blood on fire with lust. Every nerve ending lights up as we become one body. Even the acrid scent of his sweat is like an addictive drug. I’m in a state of euphoria, my nails dig into the muscles of the alien’s back which are like happy writhing serpents coiling beneath his blue skin.

The alien’s teeth graze my chin. He traces his tongue along my jawline as he slows his pumping to a sensual fuck. But I buck my hips urging him to go faster as I feel myself approaching my climax. The alien smiles as I slap his ass to get him moving faster again. He rides me like a beast and a white hot wave rips through me. I actually go blind for a few seconds as my whole body spasms and I cry out in ecstasy. 

I hear the alien grunt in gratification as he collapses on top of me. We lay entangled in flesh glazed in each other’s sweat. He rolls off of me but I want more. I need more. I catch his face between my sweaty palms then spear my tongue between his lips. I suck on his tongue like it’s a fudge pop about to melt in the summer sun. 

But the alien stops me. He smiles and chuckles. I can just imagine his voice as a deep husky sound that make my nethers quiver. That’s when another blue alien comes in. He looks much like my current alien lover but with scars on his body from cuts and burns. 

My pussy clenches with delight as he approaches and the other leaves. He smells earthy too yet there is a sweet scent as well to distinguish him from the other. I don’t need any prompting as my new alien lover kisses me. His wet hot tongue traces my lips and I open my mouth to let him in. The same endorphins flood my body making me crave him even more. 

It doesn’t even occur to me that I was about to make love to another complete stranger and abductor. There was only the primal need to satisfy my insane lust that threatened to ravage my body and wreck me inside and out. I wonder if this is what heroin addicts feel like when they need a fix.

I’m addicted to him. Literally I become addicted to him. I don’t just want to fuck him, I need to fuck him. Once I taste his saliva I’m hooked. So delectable and savory. It must be some chemical that acts like nicotine plus heroine. 

I take the lead this time as I straddle this new blue alien warrior. I take his massive pulsating cock in my hand and tease my drizzling pussy along it to lubricate him. The alien’s head falls back as a groan escapes his sensuous lips. He grows even harder in my hand as I slide up and down along his blue shaft that darkens with blood flow racing to his nether region. 

Then I take him into my wet heat. I sigh and groan as I lower myself onto his throbbing cock. I’m tight yet wet with desire so he easily slips inside of me. I place my hands on his chest feeling the roughness of the jagged scars, their rugged texture felt good on my palms. 

The scarred alien runs his hands up my rib cage as I descended my hips back down sending new waves of sensuous sensations rippling through my body. My muscles squeeze around his sturdy flesh spear. He practically rips away my flimsy silk shift to get at my breasts. My nipples are as hard as pebbles as the alien fondles my breasts, taking one little nub between his fingers and pinching it as I ride him hard like a blue stallion. 

Naked my hips gyrate as we thrust into each other, matching each other in rhythm and lust. He looks up at me with his icy blue eyes. They were full with an animal hunger that threatens to devour me whole and I relish at the thought.

I lean forward and his cock starts poking at my G-Spot. I’m racked with shivers as the alien brings me down catching my hard nipple in his hot mouth. His tongue is like silk against my pebble that was so tight with need it hurt. He sucks in more of my breast as sweat beads down my neck and my body shivers with a devastating orgasm. 

Then he rolls over, his mouth still latching onto my breast, my legs still wrapped tightly around him as he was still hard and pulsating inside me. I arch my back, my mouth agape in a silent scream as my scarred alien lover nibbles on my nipple as he gushes inside of me his alien seed deep inside my womb. Our juices mixed and my skin ripples with the after shock of desire.

I barely notice another tattooed blue alien enter. The other alien slides out of me as easily as he entered. I’m in a daze but as this new alien wipes the sweat from my brow my body is ready for round 3. I’m 27 years old but I feel like an old lady my body is so tired. I don’t think I can even get up but my naked sweaty cum filled body was willing to go on.

I want him. I need him. I have to have him.

This new tattooed blue alien has a chiseled jaw line that can cut glass. He runs his hand along the line of my flat stomach that fluttered at his touch. I weakly run a finger along his chiseled jaw line lifting my head up to meet his savory lips. My pussy is still crying for more though my body threatens to give out. I want to pass out but at the same time not. It’s the reasoning that’s the first to go when you become an addict.

Yet instead of impaling me with his long thick blue stalk, this alien sticks his head between my thighs. He licks my shaven pussy lips, saturated with desire for him (and the others). I breathe in sharply as I feel the alien warrior’s tongue flick my fat clitoris. He watches me intently with his pale blue eyes as I writhe and softly sigh while his tongue dips between my folds massaging my inner labia. 

He kisses my pussy as if it were my mouth; French-kissing it with slow burning passion. My body is a live wire, electric and hot, alive with excitement. I grip the damp sheets and close my eyes as the alien parted my folds with his thumb exposing my throbbing red berry then sucking on it long and hard. 

I cry out in ecstasy I don’t think I can take much more. He doesn’t stay on my rose bud for long as he came back to it every few minutes to work it like a little cock then whenever I’m close to climaxing he stops. Then he inserts a finger. My muscles lock around his finger, trapping him in my molten core.

He kisses my thigh, my skin tingles where he pressed his fiery lips. I push his head back towards my fiery furnace where I ache for his mouth more. I cradle his head as he begins sucking on my stiff clit while working his fingers inside my tight soaked over worked pussy. 

I play with my breasts as my breathing becomes more ragged, tweaking my nipples. I bite my lip, arching my back as the alien tickles my g-spot. I’m teetering towards the edge of another mind blowing orgasm. My thighs squeeze his head as a wave of hot pleasure ripples through me. My body is racked with shivers and I fall to pieces. Anymore shattering orgasms and I might die.

Then my whole world fades to black as my mind gives out. 

******

The world is black and I’m floating in nothing. But it’s not a cold darkness. My body is tingling with pleasurable hot sensations. I don’t think I ever came so hard before in my life. I don’t know how long I’ve been unconscious but when I come to I find that I am still in that strange room.

Either this is the longest running (and best sex) dream I am having or I am waking up to my new reality. Every muscle in my body was on fire. My legs are shaking. I try to move my arm but there’s a sharp pain.

I weakly turn my head to see that I have an IV needle in my arm. 

“Try not to move too much,” I hear a familiar calm voice. I look over to see the same alien I saw when I first woke up on the ship. Namid was it? Namid smiles at me, his pale green eyes so gentle like a care taker.

 “Oh god…” I groan. It was all real. 

“How do you feel?” Namid asks.

“Like I went ten rounds with a jujitsu master,” I struggle to sit up despite Namid’s warnings. The room is shaky but after a few minutes I gain some steadiness. However I feel sick and fall back against the pillows. They feel like luxurious clouds and cool against my inflamed skin.

Namid lifts my head up gingerly as he places a glass to my lips and cool water hits my tongue cooling my inflamed dry throat and mouth. He’s real this time. 

“I was concerned for a moment as most of the Earth females were exhausted after 2 lovers but you managed at least 3…”

“Yeah me,” I coughed. “What happened to me?”

“There’s a hormone in our species’ bodily fluids that activates a female’s urge to mate,” Namid says. “In our females it was harmless but your body does not react well. As long as we take care not to over exert you and help you with your withdrawal you should be fine.”

Heat creeps into my cheeks at the memory of how I rode those alien warriors like bucking broncos and got all hot for them from just tasting their kisses. 

“We Manus are a highly sexual race,” Namid says. “But you are not just incubators to us. We take great pains to make the new females feel respected and cherished. Some have been permanently mated to scholars, warriors, builders. Even our new queen is from the farthest part of the Andromeda galaxy.”

“Wow…,” I wonder if I’ll be mated err married off to one of these warriors. The idea titillates me as well as makes me apprehensive. Am I ready to just leave behind everyone I know and love just for the best sex I’ve ever had?

“I see you are conflicted,” Namid says. “We won’t keep you here against your will but if you would just stay for a week while we are in orbit then if you still want to go home then we shall wipe your memory and then take you home.”

It certainly gives me a lot to think about… Namid strokes my cheek gently before I drift back into oblivion.

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I wake up refreshed. The IV has been taken out. My door is open this time as robot wheels in. I’m half naked and starving. I still have the shakes but after a few minutes I manage to walk. The robot speaks to me in English: “Your breakfast is waiting for you down the hall with the other Earth females, My Lady.”

“My Lady”? Quite a formal title for a sex slave or breeding companion as Namid called it I guess. But I feel so ravenous after yesterday I don’t argue. The hall was a long winding cylinder. As I walked out of my room the door hissed closed showing a blank wall again. 

“How do you guys open the walls?” It seems like a dumb question to ask since I still feel like a prisoner here despite the look in Namid’s gentle green eyes and his tender tone that suggested I wasn’t. Also him actually saying I was free to go if I wished. Instinct for survival I guess and just a natural distrust for anyone who kidnaps a woman in the middle of the night.

“The walls have censors that read DNA and androids that are members of the crew,” the robot rolls up beside me keeping pace out of courtesy. I hear voices as another door hisses open. A few of those warrior blue aliens walk out dressed as guards. One of them I recognize as the alien who gave me a good tongue lashing. 

My legs tremble with excitement involuntarily as my core ignited with the desire for him to tongue fuck me again. That familiar rush of endorphins kicks in and I get all achy. Shit! Pull yourself together, woman! The robot manages to steer me into what looks like a mess hall. Women from Earth and aliens from other planets were sitting together chatting happily as they ate. 

Some of the women were pink, green, red and purple in skin color with various eye and hair colors. The green women’s eye lids close like crocodile eyes with that thin membrane. Some of the purple women have long white hair while the red ones have three horns sticking out of their foreheads. 

My robot escort leads me to the table with the women from Earth. They were from different races and nationalities but they all speak English.

“We injected a plasma into your brains to allow you to understand each other’s language,” explains the robot as he pushes me to the table. I am not a very social person. I much prefer nights at home with a good book.  

One of the women, a human from Earth waves me over. She’s black with luscious lips and big chocolate brown eyes that glimmered with excitement. I sheepishly sit down.

“Hi,” the beautiful black woman greets me. “I’m Teresa.”

“Sadie,” I say shyly. One of the green alien women eyes me suggestively. I feel naked again. 

“I think you’re the last to arrive for lunch,” Teresa says. “You realize this isn’t a dream I guess otherwise they wouldn’t have let you out.”

“Unfortunately yes…,” I say, feeling my face flush.

“Unfortunately?” Teresa tilts her head confused. 

“Give her another day and she won’t care if she’s dreaming or not,” a green alien woman winks at me, her crocodile eye giving me the slightest of creeps. 

“So how many orgasms did you have?” Teresa asks as they bring us food.

I shrug. I’m not really sure. They all muddled together.

“I think I had 5 at once!” says an Asian woman with obsidian eyes. 

“8,” says a red woman. “We Asherans have more nerve endings down there than anyone in the universe.”

I talk to these women for an hour. They all seem pretty happy. Am I crazy for wanting to get the hell out of here? As we are about to be escorted back to our cells Teresa catches me and says, “You’re kind of a quiet girl aren’t you?”

I flush again. I really am an anti-social geography teacher. But Teresa smiles at me giving me a reassuring hug. Her small breasts press against my slightly bigger breasts. 

“Give it another day before you start planning an escape route, okay?” she whispers. 

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I get back and already there’s a hot bath waiting for me in my bedroom. Steam rises up from the hot water. I breathe in the heat smelling wildflowers and honeysuckle. My limbs ache wanting a good soak.

I step into the hot scented water. I think about what Teresa had said and the testimonies from the other women. I think about my own experiences. I haven’t cum like that in like… ever really. I’m a 30 year old high school geography teacher. I’m single and haven’t had a date in a year. I’ve had one night stands but none of them have given me such intense pleasure as these alien warriors.

I hear a hiss of the door again and his scent hit my nose before I even see him. That same earthy scent but slightly different. This one was salty earth. My nipples harden and pussy throbs with anticipation. 

I try to remain cool. My back is to him. I feel his breath in my ear. His lips touch my ear lobe making me shudder with delight. Heat blossoms in my core as his fingers brush along my damp scented skin. My senses are fogged once more like the steam that surrounds me.

I turn around slowly as I meet the Manu warrior’s piercing pale blue eyes that burned with lust for me. Our mouths are barely inches apart. I felt the brush of his lips, a ghost of a kiss burning on my lips. But I want to tease him as much as my body screams at me to grab hold of him and pull him into my body.

I push away sitting on the other side of the bath. I smile coquettishly as the blue alien growled. He seems intrigued by my tactic. He’s as carved out as the other warriors. I can see his long blue stalk curved up like a thick flag pole. 

I feel like I become another person. No longer a shy, unassuming teacher but some sex kitten, a seductress as I motion for the alien warrior to come closer; come and get his prize. The blue alien never takes his eyes off me as he gets into the hot bath, his hard muscles flexed as he pulls me into a rough embrace. 

He presses me hard against him, my breasts smash against his firm pecs and my shaven womanhood presses against his pelvis. His throbbing blue stalk rests against my stomach making my legs tremble with the thought of him pummeling his member into me. 

My tongue darts out of my mouth as we press our foreheads together and the alien squeezes my ass as he anchors his lips on my neck. I dig my fingers into his muscular shoulders. I nibble on his blue ear lobe. I lick his neck as my body begins to hum with need. Then I take his face in my hands and smash our lips together. The endorphins flood my body, clouding my senses in a sexual haze. 

His saliva is like the sweetest drug; as calming and addictive as a drag of a cigarette. I lower myself taking his cock in my soft palm. It twitches and thickened in my grasp as I stroke it. I give the swollen head a lick then suck on it a little. I hear him give a shuddering sigh as I wrap my lips around his cock and with each stroke take more and more of him into my mouth. 

I can barely fit all of him inside as the head hits the back of my throat. I fear I will choke if I take any more. Together my mouth and hand work his shaft. He places his hand on my wet head as my tongue rasped along the length of him, touching sensitive areas that make him groan with pleasure. 

I feel so powerful. The Manu’s puddy in my hands as I pick up speed then when I feel him close to an explosion I stop. He groans with frustration and I smile impishly. He roughly pulls me up, piercing his tongue inside my mouth tasting his saltiness. Then he turns me around, half of our bodies submerged in hot water while the other half is dripping wet.

I grasp the edge of the bath as I feel his long turgid spear being teased along my quivering pussy lips. I feel his lips burning on my wet skin as he plants a kiss between my shoulder blades. I feel him leave a trail of kisses down my back, tingles bloom in his wake. Then I feel his thumb play with my tight ass hole. 

I make a small noise, “Uuuhhhhnnnn.” He dips his thumb in, testing the waters. My muscles flex and clench around his thumb as a small tremor of sensuous waves wash over me like warm rain. My pussy cries out for him to impale me but he teases me a little longer in revenge for when I teased him.

I bite my lip as he dips his thumb further into my little posy. “Ahhhhhhmmmmmm,” I make whimpering noises as he works me. My clitoris throbs. My pussy clenches with need. My alien lover caresses my breast, squeezing it roughly as he bites into my shoulder, working his thumb in my asshole. The tension within me builds until I implode all over in a firework of sweet sensation.

“Ahhhhhhhhh!” I cry out. He stills his thumb then slowly my muscles release him and he rubs himself up against me. I pant as he kisses my neck. I feel the graze of his teeth tickle my wet skin that is on fire with lust for him. I wriggle my ass against him, wanting him to shove his blue spear deep inside me. I thought I would die without him fucking me. The addiction was more intense now.

Sensing my need or feeling I had suffered enough, I feel the head of his long thick cock at my feminine entrance. He takes hold of my hips and I try to do some yoga breathing exercises to calm my body. My core was screaming for him to ravish me like his warrior brethren. 

Slowly the blue warrior parted my folds, stretching my vaginal walls with me sighing and groaning the whole time. I have never felt so full in my life. He fills me up and I can feel him tickle my g-spot as he leisurely hammered my pussy. He rolls his hips jerkingly inside me but with a steady pace. Heat pulses through my veins like lightning.

He flicks my clit making it sing as he pulls me up, his hand on my throat, his breath in my ear. I listen to him grunt as he pummels my wanton pussy. My ragged breathing becomes small whimpers melting into passionate moans as heat coiled in my belly while my I climb towards my climax.  

Then I hit a high note as heat within me explodes spreading through my limbs like wildfire, burning my will, my thought, my resolve. Escape doesn’t feel desirable anymore. My muscles tense then slump. If the alien wasn’t holding me up I would crash into the water. He buries his face in my wet hair, inhaling my human scent as I felt him gush inside me, shooting his alien seed into my womb. 

We stay like that for a few minutes. He’s still hard as he slips out of me. I feel like a rag doll as he pulls me into the water sitting on his lap. I rest against him practicing my yoga breathing exercises to get me centered again. My body wants to go again. I turn around straddling my alien warrior, my hips writhing against him. I press my lips to his, he groans into my mouth, the vibrations of his noise sending tingles up my spine. 

Then I hear the hiss of the door. Another Manu warrior came in naked, his sex organ up and ready. My pussy is already calling for it. I smile and so do the Manu warriors. 

Maybe it won’t be so bad being a breeding companion… 

THE END


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