“Yes. I am. We’re putting John at risk. I want to contact my family but I know it’s not safe.”
“You’re doing the right thing,” I whispered, “You’re protecting them.”
“How did this all get so far out of control?”
“It was my fault. I wanted to defend you. Ineededto keep you safe.”
She looked up at me, tiptoeing, and still unable to reach my lips.
“I like that you want to protect me.”
Staring at her round face and her pretty brown eyes, I couldn’t help but want to touch her again, the way we had before. I lifted her off the ground. She didn’t fight my grasp. I pressed her against John’s wall, ducking my head so I wouldn’t hit it on his light fixtures.
I leaned in and kissed her. I expected resistance from her, especially considering the day we had. My implants and the feeling of her warm body in my grasp told me that she had other desires that she was unwilling to express. How interesting, I thought. These earthling aliens are unable to suppress their desires the way that our females do. In that sense, they are more like male Polluxians and well suited to our hunger.
I pushed her up against the wall, kissing her harder and more passionately than before. I used my hips to pin her against the wall and took her hands, pinning them over her head and pressing her there with enough force that she couldn’t move. Minerva wriggled her hips, testing my grip strength and I pressed her against the wall even harder.
She kissed me back, thrusting her tongue into my mouth. The suction cups on my tongue tasted every inch of her lips. She was sweet, like melted candy, and her puffy pink lips tussled with mine so eagerly that all three of my tentacles rose to stiff attention in my overly tight sweatpants.
Minerva giggled.
“I can feel them squirming,” she whispered.
It was nice to see her smile again, to find a moment in all the mess where she could carve out some happiness. Minerva reached her small hands down my sweatpants and I flinched as her cold palm struggled to wrap around one of my tentacles. She could barely fit her hand all the way around.
“You’re eager, little earthling,” I murmured, kissing her neck and my suction cups tasted the pheromones on her neck, arousing me even further.
Her skin heated to my touch and I let her hand explore my tentacles as she touched me to arousal. When she was ready for me, her ankles gripped the waistband of my sweatpants and shifted them over my tail.
It probably helped that she kept my tail covered around John, but in the privacy of the bedroom, I craved freedom. I released my three tentacles, ready for them to find their way inside her. Minerva unfortunately was still dressed, a problem I had every intention of amending. I wriggled her out of her dress and my palms touched her bare hips for the first time.
She was neither thin nor plump, around average size for a woman with curves in all the right places and a soft tummy, that aroused me each time I touched it. I sucked at her neck as I slipped her underwear around her thighs and discarded it.
“When we’re finished, will you go to sleep again?” She whispered.
“Yes. I will. But John will give us as long as we need so long as you ask it. He cares for you, Minerva…”
She squealed, unwilling to put a stop to the direction our lustful encounter was taking. I eased my first tentacle from my pants and spread her pussy lips apart with it to find they were already slick. As my suction cups began to work the pink flesh between her legs, she moaned and erupted in an instant climax.
Her hair fell from its ponytail, draping majestically down her shoulders. The black tresses, her soft pink flesh, and her eager legs tightening around my torso aroused me further and I brought another tentacle to her entrance, readying myself to push my way into her tight, hot, pink sleeve.
She moaned as the tip began to stretch past her entrance. That was the part I enjoyed the most, teasing that tight elasticentrance open and watching Minerva’s mouth twist in pleasure as I thrust inside her one sordid inch at a time. With one tentacle pressed between her lips and vibrating in slow pulses, I thrust two inches inside her, focusing my attention on her fleshy g-spot and titillating her until she gasped for breath and dug her nails into my muscular shoulder.
As she moaned, I bent my head to her neck and sucked on her flesh as I pushed another inch or two inside her, stretching her out and getting her nice and wet for my final tentacle. As her juices and mine oozed out of her tight, swollen holes, I thrust between her legs, plunging deeper and deeper.
As I moved deeper into the tight pink hole presented to me, Minerva cried out louder, and louder. She bounced up and down on my hard indigo tentacle and as the suction cups kissed and licked at the inner walls of her tight earthling pussy, she rode me to the edge of another intense climax and her tight human pussy clamped hard around my tentacles as she reached her release.
I grunted and thrust into her again, my third tentacle tickling her backdoor in preparation for thrusting deep into her tight little asshole as I stimulated her clit and pounded her tight pussy. As she bounced up and down, I teased some of the lubrication from her wetness on her ass and started to open it up.
“Please,” she whimpered, “Give it to me harder… harder…”
I could do that. While I feared destroying her tiny human body with my seven foot wall of muscle, I had to have her and experience every inch of my new human lover. Perhaps this isn’t what the consul had in mind, but what better way to learn about human interactions than wrapped up in sordid bliss.
I pulled her hair slightly so her neck tilted towards me and she went wild, bucking her hips against my cock and practically begging for my third tentacle to fill her asshole. She came over and over again and in the throes of her climax I picked just theright time to fill her tight earthling bottom with my long, hard tentacle cock. She cried out loud as I filled her pussy and ass with my cocks and I sped up the vibrations on her swollen clit as I plunged in and out of her tight little pussy.
“OHHH, yes, Vidar…” she whimpered.
As her high-pitched human voice cried out in a mixture of desire and arousal, she pushed me close to the edge. Taking my large purple hands, I massaged her breasts as I plunged into her tight holes and pleasured her clit. I stared directly into her eyes as I made her cum all over my tentacles.
