Gills?As if his otherworldly beauty didn’t remind me he wasn’t human, the gills sure as shit do.
I raise my chin to him, as if to say, “Yeah I see you watching me, you weird, sexy thing,” and I swear I see him smirk.
That’s just what I need. I replace tentacle daddy in my fantasy with hot shark guy and get to getting. By now, my finger is working my clit with pressure, and my orgasm builds. I wiggle my top all the way down and use my biceps to push my tits together. Will this get a response out of the handsome alien stranger? I lick my lips and push two fingers inside of my pussy again but deeper this time.
I don’t know for sure if he has a dick, but I bet if he does it’s as thick as the rest of him. I imagine shark guy bending me over the back of the seat in front of me and slamming his cock into me. With my tits pushed together and my hand deep inside of me I bite my lip. Fuck it feels good to be watched. How have I never done this before?
Hot alien guy’s breath fogs up the window and his smile broadens. I feel the buzz of my translator chip as his mouth moves. I can’t hear what he’s saying but somehow my brain knows…maybe the chip works visually and auditorily? I’m not going to overthink it, because he’s saying things I want to hear.
“Are you enjoying yourself, little human?” my mind translates—I wish I could hear his voice, I’m sure it would be as sexy as the rest of him.
“You’re so fucking hot.” My ass and legs clench with the kinetic energy of my building orgasm. The alien throws back his head slightly and a roar of laughter fills his whole chest.
“Do I inspire this display then?” So he must have a translator chip too.
“You’re certainly going to be the one that finishes it,” I say. “What would you do if you could touch me right now?”
He licks his fucking perfect full lips. “I’d want to taste you, run my tongue up that neat little human cunt of yours. I’d let you ride my face until you took everything you needed from me.”
His throat bobs as his hand drifts below the window frame toward his lap. Sit on his face? Maybe I’m too far away, and he can’t see how ample this ass actually is.
“I wouldn’t want to smother you, sugar, but the thought is appreciated.”
The handsome stranger pauses and moves his lips before my translation device catches up.
“I assure you, little human, that my body can handle you sitting that glorious ass right here. You could stay as long as you want, I can get plenty of air from these,” he says as he points to his gills.
Well fuck. My clit is almost too sensitive at this point, and I switch to sliding my fingers down the sides of it. Ride the handsome alien’s face? I want to close my eyes and imagine grinding over that gorgeous chin. I want to sink my hands in that pale hair of his and hold on as he licks me to completion. I want to have his tongue work long slow licks over my swollen clit. I don’t want to miss anything he says though, so I keep my eyes open and my focus on him.
“I’m close,” I say. “I wish you could touch me.”
“What’s your name, little human?” he asks.
I hesitate for a moment, but realize given the circumstances I’ve found myself in, telling a hot stranger my name is the least of my worries. “Opal.”
“Opal, do you want to come for me?” His mouth slowly smiles as he speaks.
“Fuck yes.”
?KE’AIN
“Think of your hand as mine.” I have no idea what planets have aligned to have this goddess on display next to me, but if the wars have taught me anything it’s to enjoy the good times while they’re here. And goddess help me, Opal is stunning.
I haven’t frequented many of the clubs that provide human entertainment. My position doesn’t allow for breaches in etiquette that might allow me such fun, although I have seen quite a few human women on the satellite signals picked up from their planet. The human mating videos always show women with lean bodies, and their breasts, while large, seem hard and set.
Opal’s body is all wonderful softness. As she rubs furiously under her thermal bandages, her plentiful tits bounce, and I know that if she was spread bare before me I would worship that beautiful ass. I want to pull that curved pink body into mine and pound my cock into her cunt until she screams my name.
I flip a switch on the console next to me, alerting my driver that I don’t wish to be disturbed. My hand has been working my cock through the cloth of my clothing long enough to be painfully hard. I press my waistband button and the fabric opens automatically. I work the bead of precum from my cock’s tip down its length, imagining her pillowy lips might be there instead.
Opal, with her perfect soft tits, keeps her eyes on me. She’s arching against the orange plastic seat and I see her hand working frantically. I fist my cock as I know I could have her already coming under me. I would wring every last drop from her orgasm, this sweet little human.
“Would you be able to take my cock, Opal?” I ask her honestly. She’s so tiny compared to my species, the Fil’ens. I worry that I might be too large for her. “I want so very much for you to take all of it into that soft body of yours.”
Opal's chest rises and falls rapidly with the pace of her breathing. She cocks her head as she moves her hand from the waistband of her thermal bandages and brings two fingers to her mouth.
“I’m no quitter,” she says as she adds a third finger to her mouth and slicks them with her spit. She runs them down her soft belly slowly before driving them back into her sex. I see the wetness from her cunt darken the thermal bandages, and I want to rip them off her body. My cock jerks as I watch Opal push her shoulders into the seat as her legs and core tighten. She keeps her eyes locked on me.
“I would fill you up so tight,” I say as I work my hand. “I’d want you to milk every last drop from this cock”.
