Friday, May 29, 2015

Weekend Wake-up Call – Clans of Kalquor 3: Alien Conquest






She kissed the worst scar, a massive lump of raised pale skin high on Lidon’s upper thigh.  She continued to kiss the leg, wishing not to heal the scars of which he was justifiably proud, but the pain, both past and present.  She didn’t examine why it was important to her.  Her mind shied from analyzing her motivations.

Lidon’s sexes responded to Cassidy’s caresses, coming to twin exclamation points.  The cinnamon-y scent of his arousal surrounded her.  She eyed the two organs.

Cassidy had never held a man in her mouth, but she wanted to taste this one now.  She wanted to know if her wounded and courageous captor’s flavor was as good as his scent.  Why shouldn’t she, now that there was no sense in escaping him?  It seemed as good a way as any to tell the clan she’d given up hope of leaving them.

A bead of liquid sat atop Lidon’s larger sex, beckoning her tongue to lick it delicately.  He shuddered all over when she did so.  Cassidy gazed up into the Nobek’s purple eyes as she rolled Lidon’s flavor around on her tongue.  A whisper of a growl left his lips, but he remained still.  

She was delighted to find the sweetish-spiciness of his seed tasted delicious.  She wanted more.  His members glistened with natural lubricant, and she ran her tongue slowly up both lengths, making Lidon groan.  He gripped the armrests of his chair, his knuckles turning the dark skin white.

Cassidy worked first on the smaller organ, licking it all over while her tiny fist held the larger one out of the way.  Next, she took it into her mouth, enjoying how the vein on the underside throbbed against her tongue.  She sucked hard, her cheeks dimpling as she drew him deep into her mouth.

Lidon panted as Cassidy moved her attentions to his larger penis.  Another drop of sweetness waited, and she accepted his offering by closing her mouth over the bullet tip.  She rubbed her velvety tongue over him, and his body thrummed with tension.

He was too big for her mouth to take him all, and she gripped the base of his penis with her hand.  She slowly enveloped his length in her mouth until she came close to gagging.  She backed off, sucking as she went.  Lidon’s growling groan informed her she wasn’t doing so badly despite her inexperience.  She slurped him in again, growing in confidence as his sex grew even more rigid under her attention.

His heavy hand moved to rest on the back of her head.  He pressed and released, pressed and released, guiding her rhythm.  Cassidy paid attention to the sounds he made, noting he grew louder when her tongue ran firmly against the vein on the underside of his sex.  She pressed harder on the pulsing flesh and was rewarded by a hiss of passion from her lover.

“Close, my little love,” Lidon warned.  “If you don’t slow down, I’ll lose control.”

Cassidy responded by bobbing her head over him even more enthusiastically.  She wanted this.  Now that she’d made her decision, she wanted him and the rest of the clan in every way possible.  If she was to fall into decadence, she would fall all the way to the bottom.

Lidon yelled, his groin jerking to her face, his hand pressing her head down.  Warm, spicy-sweet fluid spurted into her mouth, thickly coating her tongue.  Cassidy swallowed, hungrily devouring every precious, profane drop of the Nobek’s ardor.  He muttered words of his language deep in his throat as he gave himself over to her.

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

WIP Wednesday – Clan Beginnings: Clan and Crown


                Clajak’s gentle smile turned into a mischievous grin. He grabbed his formsuit from the bath facility and slid it on. One more night of fun, one last game of chase, and maybe one extra lesson on letting loose for his soon-to-be clanmate. Then he would go home and cheerfully clan his long-desired Imdiko.
                Clajak grabbed his boots from the floor and slunk back into the sleeping room. He froze when Egilka muttered in his sleep and shifted. He watched as the Imdiko moved about on the bed, perhaps seeking the prince’s warmth. After a couple of seconds, Egilka subsided and sank into unmoving silence again.
                Clajak looked at the handsome, sleeping face. Egilka looked so very peaceful right now. Looking at the Imdiko like that made the prince realize how grim the older man usually looked. Yes, Egilka had placed entirely too much stock in nonstop duty. His reasons were valid, but still...
                The thought brought up the memory of another Egilka. An angry Egilka who had once turned on Clajak, throwing a barrage of fists, his face a mask of utter rage.

Releasing mid-December 2015

Friday, May 22, 2015

Weekend Wake-up Call – Clans of Kalquor 2: Alien Rule






Egilka went to his knees, kissing his way down her taut abdomen.  When he reached the waistband of her skirt, he tugged it down.  His face went to the front of her panties, and she heard him inhale.  He moaned against her pubic mound, and she shivered against the vibration.  His mouth closed over the soaked fabric, sucking on it and the flesh it covered.  Jessica gritted her teeth to keep from screaming with pleasure.

Egilka lifted one of her legs, bending her knee over his shoulder.  It opened and tilted her sex forward for his hungry mouth, and Jessica had a moment when she thought the leg holding her up would buckle.  She moaned nonstop as he scraped his teeth against the fabric barrier to her secret flesh.  Jessica wanted him to taste her naked sex with near desperation, but she also wanted to prolong the sweetness of his slow lovemaking.

The prince licked, sucked, and nibbled, his groans as loud as hers.  At last he slipped her leg off his shoulder to slide her panties down her legs.  The fabric left wet trails down the inside of her thighs.

Egilka guided Jessica down to lie on the soft ground.  “Poor little girl,” he whispered as his hands ran over her goosebumped skin.  “It’s too cold for you out here, and there was so much I wanted to do to you.”

He covered her with his body.  She snuggled against him, letting his body heat calm the shivers she’d barely noticed in the delight of his pleasuring.  Egilka was better than a blanket.  His skin radiated warmth.  His cocks lay heavy against her belly, and she parted her thighs.  

“I’m warm on the inside,” she breathed.

Jessica heard the smile in the prince’s voice.  “I feel the heat coming off you.  It draws me in.”  He shifted over her, his hand positioning his organs to go where she wanted them.  She sighed to feel him there, poised to enter her.  

Egilka pressed into Jessica, letting her slowly envelop him.  He kissed her the whole while, murmuring soft endearments he possessed her.  “Sweet girl, lovely girl.  Let me in, little Earther.”

She whimpered as her sex yielded to his tender invasion.  Like his clanmates, Egilka was long and thick.  Yet he entered her easily.  Jessica’s backside was still pliant after her liaisons with Clajak the night before and Bevau this morning.  Her eager body clutched at their clanmate’s cocks, pulling Egilka in deep, as deep as he could go.

The Imdiko kissed her with quiet passion as he filled her.  She moved beneath him, matching his strokes as he took her.  Her legs twined around his.

Sex with Clajak and Bevau had been wild, sometimes animalistic.  Jessica adored every second of their tempestuous romps, but this slow, tender lovemaking Egilka shared with her was a revelation.   Her passion rose in gradual increments, building with each careful plunge he made.  Her hips rose to meet his, falling back when he drew back, matching his rhythm.  Their sexes made soft moist sounds as they moved together.

Egilka pulled his lips from hers, his breathing unsteady.  “They were right.  You Earthers are indeed a joy to couple with.”

“You say the sweetest things.”  The sarcasm was lost in Jessica’s sighs.  She could lay there forever with the Kalquorian prince’s weight on top of her.  Her bliss leveled up another notch.

He shifted just a little, but it was enough to change the pressure of his sex against the bundle of nerves inside her.  An intense stab of pleasure made Jessica arch against him, a strangled “Oh!” leaping from her mouth.  Her nails dug into his chest.

Egilka growled and moved against that spot once more.  Jessica again cried out and bucked her hips hard against him in reaction.  Warmth exploded in her loins.

“What is this?” he breathed in her ear, his tongue flicking to tickle the lobe.  He angled his next stroke to rub against the front wall of her vagina even harder.  Jessica emitted a thin scream as excruciating pleasure filled her womb.  She felt she might blow wide open from the pressure.  She raked his chest once more.

“Let’s see how much of this you can take,” Egilka growled.  His movements were still gentle, but he moved faster, stimulating that sweet spot in her sheath over and over.

Jessica shrieked as the orgasm burst through her.  She clawed Egilka’s chest, and he snarled.  She was vaguely aware of his body thrumming with tension as he struggled to keep the same steady pace, continuing to work her writhing body.  His breath came in gasps and growls.  

Jessica climaxed again, and she screamed anew.  She beat her fists against her tormentor’s chest as the beautiful agony heaved through her body.  The moment that orgasm crested and fell, another exploded.

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Wednesday, May 20, 2015

WIP Wednesday – Clan Beginnings: Clan and Crown





                Egilka was a tough nut to crack. That he’d not had a lover for two years – two years! – told Clajak they still had some issues to settle. The Imdiko might be older, wiser, and far more responsible than the prince, but there were some areas in which Egilka still had some growth due.
                Clajak eased back from the other man, watching closely to make sure he didn’t wake. It seemed counterintuitive to leave Egilka’s bed now that they’d finally gotten a taste of one another. Yet Clajak knew he had some thinking to do. He couldn’t parse out his next move objectively, not when the warmth of the Imdiko was pressed against him, not when that long, lovely body lay naked next to him.
                He thought, you’ll still chase me, my duty-bound lover. But not far. And not for long.
                He pulled away and got to his feet by the mat. He looked down on the slumbering Egilka. Clajak’s cocks gave a jerk, looking over the lithe lines of that delicious body. He had enjoyed fucking Egilka, just as he’d known he would. He looked forward to all the encounters they would have over their shared lifetime, to exploring the Imdiko’s desires and fantasies. It was going to be a grand adventure, if Egilka would relax long enough to appreciate it. The challenge would be getting past the man’s rigid thinking and behavior. To convince Egilka that there was more to life than duty driven by promises made to one who could no longer benefit from them. To show him there was indeed joy after heartbreak and grief.
                The slight smile on the Imdiko’s face smoothed out the harsher planes. Clajak smiled. He would be good for Egilka, maybe as much as Egilka would be good for him.

Releasing mid-December 2015

Friday, May 15, 2015

Weekend Wake-up Call – Clans of Kalquor 1: Alien Embrace






Flencik’s fingers spread the soft petals of her sex, opening her completely to his scrutiny.  He stared at her secret flesh, his breath warm on her.  Feeling at once vulnerable and thrilled to be so scrutinized, Amelia spread her thighs wider.

Flencik slowly lowered his head, and Amelia sighed with expectation.  The rough alien tongue lapped her juices, this time keeping away from her pleasure bud.  After each lick, Flencik swallowed with deliberate slowness, his expression telling her he relished the taste of her.  Amelia’s desperate need for climax settled into steady pulses of gentler pleasure.  She sighed again as the tip of his tongue probed her anus and flattened out to sweep a path to her sex's lips.

The Imdiko’s tongue narrowed to press an entrance into her sex.  In and out it pushed into her center.  Amelia closed her eyes, wanting only to feel him and what he did to her.  Slow pulses of enjoyment suffused her belly.

Flencik’s mouth and tongue left her.  She opened her eyes.  He straightened until her ankles rested on his shoulders.  His penises probed at her secret flesh.

His sudden thrust buried him to the hilt in her softness.  Amelia cried out from mingled surprise and pain.  She clawed at the soft lounger beneath her as her body fought to adjust to the abrupt invasion.

The brief burst of hurt disappeared moments later, soothed by the delicious friction of his strokes.  Flencik held her legs against his chest, pulling her closer as he thrust himself into her.  Feeling the massive lengths rubbing the sweetest parts of her had arousal billowing huge once more.  Flashes of erotic lightning broke within, bringing orgasm closer by the moment.

The Kalquorian watched his cocks drive into her over and over, his eyes heavy-lidded with feral lust.  His upper lip wrinkled back, displaying long, needle-thin fangs half hidden behind his blunter, more human teeth.  Like a vampire, Amelia thought, watching the fangs with a combination of desire and fear.  Did he want to bite her?  Did Kalquorians drink blood?  What would it feel like if he plunged those fangs into her skin?

The liquid sounds of his sex sliding through hers was punctuated by the heavy slaps of his body pounding against her with greater and greater force.  Amelia grunted with each blow as he drove her hard.  His groin brushed her clit, adding those bright daggers of elation to her bliss.  The delicious fullness that bordered on pain grew in her belly as he took her powerfully.  She held on to his broad, sculpted shoulders, willing the explosion to come.  

Flencik rocked against her and the ticklish heat built to an inferno.  Amelia struggled to keep quiet so he wouldn’t know how close she was.  He must not deny her this time.  Her efforts were to no avail, however.  Her pleasure demanded a voice, and she cried out as it grew beyond the bounds of her belly.  “Please let me, please Flencik, please don’t stop...” her begging became incoherent. 

In response, the Imdiko rode her harder and faster, pushing her over the brink.  She came, clawing at his chest as her lungs burst with ragged cries.  

Flencik howled and drove his face against the side of her neck.  She felt a quick sting as his fangs sank into her throat.  She crested with fresh orgasm, feeling his mouth clamped over her skin, the teeth sunk deep in her flesh.

His sex pulsed as he emptied a hot flow of seed within her.  Amelia screamed her ecstasy as Flencik rode her mercilessly, bringing her to orgasm after orgasm.  He pulled his fangs out and sucked at the wound he’d made.  She heard him swallow.  As he drew on her blood he growled against her neck, a devouring beast.  With each pull of his mouth, Amelia’s sex spasmed in helpless pleasure.

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