I might be a scientist with tight-laced modest clothing and a white lab coat but at the end of the day, I still need raw unfiltered pleasure. I still need earth-shattering climaxes and trembling legs, and wet stickiness between my legs as I’m pounded until my top knot unravels and my skin stays flushed pink with orgasm. Scientist or not, I need sex, like any animal, even an alien one like Vidar.
“Come, Vidar… Take me…” I breathed.
He didn’t need another invitation. He moved between my legs, slowly hiking them up so my thighs brushed against his hot torso. His tail swished behind him as all three tapered purple tentacles with their indigo bases stood at semi-rigid attention.The moved independently of each other as Vidar consciously controlled them.
First he stroked my thighs with his forceful purple hands. He touched me like he cared for me, caressing my flesh and taking in every sensation of my body as he held me.
“I must warn you,” he murmured, “Once you have a Polluxian mate, you’ll never go back.”
Even alien men have egos. Vidar’s confidence eased my nerves and I spread my legs wider as he approached my wetness more closely and slipped my underwear off. A tiny tuft of wispy black pubic hair covered my slick mons, soaked with the juices of my anticipation already.
One of his tentacles slid between my puffy pussy lips first, not entering me, but positioned between my labia so one of the suction cups nestled right around my clit, fitting onto the hardened nub with the snugness of a glove. The suction cup massaged my clit around alternating between sucking and rubbing motions as the length of his tentacles spread my labia wide around the thick, meaty prong of his cock. As one suction cup massaged my clit, the others massaged the soft pink flesh between my labia. My pussy was even slicker as one tentacle massaged me.
I moaned and tossed my head back, my long black hair spreading around my body on the metal table. I couldn’t even feel the cool table on my back as his tentacle pleasured me. My tightness throbbed and I could feel heat surging between my legs as I approached my first climax.
“P-please…” I whimpered, attempting to beg him for mercy so I could catch my breath before Vidar finally pushed me over the edge. He gripped my thighs with a forceful masculine grip.
My pleas were no use. The tentacle that sucked on my clit and juiced my pussy like an orange began to vibrate and I lost control. I moaned loud — just the way he liked it — screamingas my pussy erupted with climax and heat rushed to every inch of my body, filling me with euphoria unlike anything I’d ever experienced.
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“OHHHHH!” I climaxed again as his tentacle sucked on my clit as the rest of the suction cups planted tiny pleasurable kisses along the length of my slit between my labia.
My climax seemed unending and just when I couldn’t take it any longer, I felt the tip of his tentacle probing at my entrance which dripped clear juices like a leaky faucet. The probing tip of his second tentacle sucked my juices up through the tiny cups at the tip.
“You taste delicious,” he breathed, his arousal becoming clear as his first tentacle continued to vibrate between my legs.
He couldtasteme with those things. That certainly explained the look on his face. The purple had rushed from his cheeks leaving a pale lavender color behind as his dark veins protruded from his arms and thighs as he savored the flavors of my pussy that he absorbed through his purple alien cocks.
The second tentacle cock thrust me open just enough to probe the head through and we both emitted a simultaneous moan as he pushed another inch inside me. Each of the tentacles was around 9 inches long and as one lay between my labia, spreading me open like a Subway sandwich, the second one threatened to stretch me out and fill me to my full human capacity.
I shuddered as I thought of what he might do with the third. Another massive climax disrupted my moment of fear as one tentacle sucked my clit until I came again, the second had justprobed halfway inside me and the sensation was beyond earthly pleasure. I moaned and propped my weight up on my forearms, my scientific mind desperate to view my tightness probed by three rock hard alien tentacles designed to pleasure me past my earthly limits.
He slid deeper inside me and I could feel the suction cups that covered his second tentacle sucking at the soft padded flesh in my entrance, lapping up my juices and then focusing pulsing attention on my g-spot as a large tentacle spread me and pleasured me from the outside.
He thrust the last way in and I moaned again, losing my balance once more and then losing myself completely to my arousal. If I’d ever been in control, I wasn’t now. Vidar’s second tentacle thrust in and out of me, now rigid like a regular human cock except larger and thicker, and pleasuring every single inch of me at once.
As he thrust between my legs his first tentacle continued to vibrate and within a few short strokes, I erupted into another climax, moaning louder than ever before. He thrust his hips between my legs and I moaned louder. As he thrust, he gripped my thighs, taking ownership of my body as two of his tentacles slid between my sopping pussy lips and turned me into a mess of sweat and sex, bending perfectly to his alien will.
I couldn’t stop climaxing after a few moments and it was impossible to keep track. His stamina was as alien as he was. Every inch of my body reddened to accommodate the rushing hormones that surged through me. After what felt like hours, Vidar grunted, “I’m going to use my third tentacle now…”
“Oh God…” I whimpered.
If I wasn’t high off of my climaxes, I might have stopped him, but I didn’t even notice his third tentacle producing its own lube to get slick enough to touch my tiny, puckered, forbidden backdoor. I’d never hadanythinggo back there. That wasn’twhat good girls did. From the moment I allowed this alien to thrust his thick tentacle in my tight human pussy, I’d given up being a good girl.
Where would protesting get me? I wanted to feel him, I only didn’t want it to hurt. So far, Vidar had promised that he wouldn’t hurt me and I believed him.
I moaned in what might have been an attempt to protest, except it only turned into another pleasurable cry which egged Vidar even further. With one tentacle vibrating between my lips and another buried nine inches inside me, I could do little to stop the tip of his third tentacle from probing my tight little asshole and sliding just a little bit inside me.
I expected it to hurt but from the moment the lube he produced touched my entrance, a numbing sensation around my sweet puckered asshole surged throughout my tight bouncy little ass. He pushed inside just an inch and instead of any pain, all I felt was pure pleasure and Vidar grunted before sliding the rest of his third tentacle nine inches inside my ass.
I had one purple tentacle stuffed between my pussy lips, another buried deep inside my pussy and now a third alien tentacle thrust far up my ass and the sensation of the triple penetration sent me into an immediate orgasm. Vidar moved his hips and my climax intensified. I moaned and thrashed about, grasping for some kind of hold on the table he lay me on.
