Milked by her Alien Master (3 page)

He licked
along my jaw and my head tilted, giving him access to my throat. He lapped at
it, slowly moving down my upper chest. I groaned and wiggled as his cock
halted, unmoving. The flesh of my pussy throbbed and gripped him. He moved
again, but pulling out, the fit so tight that my flesh clung tightly. I
whimpered and tried to move my legs to trap him there. He chuckled and slowly
pushed back in as his tongue explored down into my cleavage. My lonely breast
quivered and the need to have him there was indescribable. Then, he shoved hard
into me, his cock stretching me painfully as his tongue teased my nipple. Milk
squirted into his mouth and his eyes closed. Then his gorgeous mouth suckled me
inside and swallowed the tip of my breast.

He didn’t
move his cock inside me as the both of them gorged on my milk. Their sucking
sounds were both soothing and intoxicating. Pleasure built in my core as my
breasts tingled with each tug of their mouths. Soon, the heated squeezing in my
core teetered on the edge of another orgasm. The alien’s cock started to move
again in small, measured thrusts. His groin nudged me with each stroke as he
slowly picked up the pace. When his thrusts grew more urgent, each time he
hilted, his body made a slapping sound and caused a hard pressure against my
clit.

The couple
let my breasts slide free but they remained there, licking and teasing as the
male pounded into me. Our panting and groaning filled the tent.

My pleasure
drew out as they laved my long, hardened nipples. Their mouths were hot, wet,
and unrelenting. Their swallows pulled my nipples in delicious tugs that made
me pant with longing and intense feeling.

The
stimulation of my pussy, my clit, and my nipples made me a mess of need. The
slapping and wet sounds from between my legs and the slurping at my tits made
me feel as if nothing but my body’s pleasure and need mattered.

I screamed
and my body went rigid.

An intense
orgasm rolled through me, clenching in my core and rippling through my engorged
breasts. Getterus gave a shout and slammed hard into me, holding tight against
me as warmth coated my inside. His body shuddered over me. But before I could
open my eyes a weight covered me. Softness caressed my chest and I forced
myself to look.

Nerrita
crouched over me. Getterus roughly held her ass toward his face and I peered
down between our bodies. His long black tongue plunged into Nerrita’s pussy.
She had splotches swirled across her purple skin. Her tight, small breasts made
my mouth water. She keened and undulated, brushing against my hot skin as her
husband feasted on her. Her pussy lips were dark purple and hairless. Getterus
moaned as if he’d just tasted the best dessert ever.

Nerrita’s
entire body shuddered and she whimpered. Her hot face fell into my throat and
she kissed me as tremors ran from her and into me.

“Let’s get
her home, love,” Getterus prodded gently.

Nerrita
licked my neck and gave me another kiss. Her lips brushed my skin and her
breath warmed my entire chest as she spoke. “I want to call her Winna.”

I clamped
my mouth closed around my family given name. They wanted me and had the right
to name me. My previous life was gone. I stared into Getterus’s gleaming eyes
and his soft smile. He was so handsome and already I knew he’d be kind to me.
“I am Winna.”

Nerrita
took a few moments, her ass in the air while her husband stroked her back, to
come to herself. Then Getterus helped her down and with a kiss below my belly
button, just above my mound, he freed my legs from the stirrups. My legs were
weak and it took a few minutes to stand on my own without support. With
soothing words and loving caresses, they took their time covering me with a robe
they’d produced from the room they’d waited in.

The robe
was soft and sheer. It hung from my shoulders all the way to my ankles. It
seemed they’d also planned on the exact height they’d wanted in a concubine.
Instead of a sash to hold the robe closed, it connected with a loop and tong in
one place, at my waist. My milk-filled tits were barely covered. And when I
moved, I exposed my groin area.

My masters
shrugged on nearly identical robes. Theirs weren’t as sheer as mine—which
almost appeared colorless but had the barest trace of tan. Nerrita and Getterus
wore pale blue, a loving contrast to their flawless purple skin.

Finally I
saw the large cock Getterus had managed to work into me.

I gasped.
The thing was dark purple, nearly black, and at rest, not quite the length of
my forearm. I blurted, “That fit inside me?”

Blushing,
the heat of it traveling over my cheeks and across my chest, I stifled a groan.

“And it
will again,” Nerrita kissed my cheek. “Next time, I want to lick your cream off
of that gorgeous cock after he’s filled you with his seed.”

My pussy
clenched, feeling hot, achy, and empty.

“I wish we
could go home and fulfill that wish right now.” Getterus grabbed my hand and
led it to his quickly filling erection. It lengthened slightly, but his girth
expanded against my palm. Instinctively, I stroked him. His skin was
unbelievably soft. At first, I was able to circle my hand around him, but as he
hardened, it grew too large for me to hold in that way.

“Sir,” a
call came from outside the tent.

“Yes,
Setterus?” Getterus gently lifted my fingers from his shaft.

I
whimpered. I couldn’t help it. The hollowness in my core ached now and seeing
that beautiful battering ram made me want to spread my legs for him again.

“I’ve been
told you’ve selected. The assembly eagerly awaits.”

“Of
course.” Getterus exhaled and, ignoring the large, hard cock bobbing in front
of him, led my hand to his arm. Nerrita put her arm on the other.

He led us
to the back room of the tent. But we kept going straight through it. I caught a
glimpse of plush couches and two wine glasses, empty. Except I knew that’s how
they’d sampled my milk. From there, we went out another flap and into the day.
I blinked from the shift in light.

Behind the
row of tents, a large glass cylinder as wide around as the hovel my family
lived in, rose from the ground and into the clouds. I gulped. Now that it was
time, I struggled through the haze of want and need that had gripped me and had
a pang of loss.

“My
family,” I whispered.

“Shh, my
Winna. I will be sure they are taken care of.” Nerrita gripped my hand and
stroked my arm.

Getterus
stroked my other. He towered over me and that strength and aura of protection soothed
my nerves. “When you have bred the first of our children, I will bring you to
visit with them.”

“Yes, what
a splendid idea,” Nerrita patted my arm. “You’re not allowed back on Earth
until a successful birth, but I just know that will take no time.”

She kissed
my cheek and parted her lips against my skin. Her tongued touched me and I
shivered. We stood before the big glass cylinder and though I could see no
visible door, there had to be one. A car swished down. It was empty except for
a large couch. The glass parted. Where there had been no seam before, now there
was an opening.

Getterus
led me inside and to the couch. It was large, three times the size of my little
bed at home. The back cushions were mounded high. The sounds that had
surrounded me all afternoon suddenly went quiet. I turned. The door had shut,
but beyond it, the entire field of tents stretched far. Crowds of people milled
about and dozens had stopped whatever they were doing, doctors, human military,
and the purple-skinned Neliousians. They stared. Their gazes raked over me with
gleaming interest.

Nerrita
climbed on the cushiony surface and with a gentle nudge on my shoulders, had me
sit and climb back until I sprawled, back on the pillows, in the middle of a
large fancy couch. She smiled at me, her lips nearly black with a blush that
streaked her cheeks. She was aroused. Her lovely body lay between my legs and
her nipples had gone hard, little pearls surrounded my those silver ringed
piercings.

“Go ahead,
love. It’s your turn.” Getterus slid onto the couch next to me and stared down
at his wife.

Her chest
heaved and she slid her lands along my thighs. Then, she knelt between my legs
and dropped her mouth straight onto my pussy with a kiss. I arched off the bed
with a moan. Getterus put a hand on my sternum and held me down. His large,
handsome face loomed over me, blocking out the view of dozens of people
watching as Nerrita spread my cunt and licked my slit.

“She will
ensure my seed takes,” Getterus mumbled as he brought a hand to my tit and
squeezed. Milk gushed and a squirt landed on his cheek. His long black tongue
flicked out and slurped the liquid with a hum. “My sperm needs her saliva to
activate. The doctor gave you a catalyst that only a few of your kind can assimilate.
With it, you are even now dropping an egg that has been gently altered to allow
fertilization. Your milk is needed to help us produce the enzymes that will
allow Nerrita’s saliva, my sperm, and your egg to create the next generation of
Neliousians.”

He kissed
me hungrily, then. His tongue swept inside my parted mouth and feasted on me.
His lips were soft and encompassing, the heat of his body half covering me and
the swirling of his tongue was intoxicating. But the tongue ravishing my pussy
was threatening my sanity.

Nerrita
wallowed in me. Her mouth suctioned over my opening as her tongue pushed in and
out. Her fingers plucked at my clit in a teasingly soft rhythm. I wanted to
scream at her to rub it. To stroke it hard and harder. To give me relief. My
body thrust toward her mouth, seeking more, but Getterus held me down.

He grunted
and his long, hard cock brushed lightly along the outside of my leg, teasing me
even more.

The car
jerked and the couch shuttered. I tore my mouth away and glanced to the side.

We’d
started to rise, and rise, and rise—so far up my head spun.

But
Nerrita still lapped at my soaking wet cunt and my vision went hazy. I couldn’t
believe I was in a space elevator with a gorgeous woman licking me, teasing me
so close to a climax that I couldn’t stand it and I let out a scream.

“Please,
I’m so close.”

Getterus
chuckled, it was dark and had an edge of danger he hadn’t shown in the short
time I’d known him. His large hands came around my waist and lifted, settling
me further onto the couch. “Let’s reward our concubine for her lovely surrender.”

Nerrita
whimpered.

“First,
love, let me ease your hunger.” Getterus left my side and my body undulated,
seeking his weight. Already I needed his reassuring presence.

But when
he kneeled behind Nerrita and fisted his cock, teasing along the crease between
her legs, my core pulsed, hot and hard. Eager. As if he were preparing to enter
me instead of her. Her mouth attacked my slit again. Licking and suckling with
renewed energy. Her face jerked into me when Getterus slammed inside her.

A keening
sound erupted from her and I gripped the couch to keep from flying off. My head
thrashed back and forth. Something moved to my right. I tried to focus on what
had fluttered. Outside the glass elevator, we’d stopped and despite the feeling
as if we’d jostled high into the air, we’d only raised off the ground a few
feet. A crowd watched with complete absorption. One man, his face streaked
black across his cheekbones with arousal, licked his lips and stared at my
heaving chest.

My tits
contracted hard and my nipples elongated. The alien glanced at my face and when
he caught my stare he kept it. He wanted to suckle me. He wanted to spread my
legs and fuck me while my tits filled for him. All the men, the guards, the
others there seeking their own concubines, all filled me with their yearning.
My milk flowed, eager to serve anxious and hungry mouths.

Nerrita’s
tongue flattened on my clit and I shuddered. My eyes closed and I could no
longer see the men who fucked me with their eyes. Only my mistress who drank in
my cream.  I pleased her with my taste. With my eagerness to please her. I’d
come here an empty vessel with nothing except the goal to help those I love.
And I’d succeeded beyond my hope. And now, as the passion rose so hot and fast
it nearly choked me, I let the shudders take me.

My core
tightened and heat expanded as the titillation of my clit slashed through me. I
came with a cry and the contracting bliss quaked through my being.

Silky
weight slid over me, delighting my skin and fulfilling me with a sweetness
combined with a keen sexual stimulation. Lips crushed into mine and a sweet
tongue slithered into my mouth as hands gripped my hair. Nerrita’s body shook
and shuddered as my legs were spread wider. Getterus still pounded into her and
each stroke of his cock inside her slid along my cleft.

My mind
went completely white and my body went rigid. Nerrita moaned into my mouth and
her body shuddered over my sensitive skin. Hot liquid coated the inside of my
legs and Nerrita moaned again, lapping my tongue with languorous moves of her
own. Getterus crashed to the side and pulled the delicious weight of Nerrita’s
soft body from me. Before I could cry out at the loss, he yanked me to his
side. He held us there, each of his women clinging to his hot, steamy body. My
face rubbed against the side of his chest as his arm came around me. His scent
filled me. It was amazing, sexy, and soothing all at once. If heat, home, and
safety could come in a scent, this was it.