Friday, December 23, 2016

Weekend Wake-up Call – Clans of Kalquor 5: Alien Slave





“Easy, Nobek,” Gelan reminded him.

Wynhod swallowed hard. “I know. I will be very gentle,” he vowed, opening the formsuit to set his swollen cocks free.

And he was. The care with which he pressed into Dani made her feel as if she was made of glass. The Nobek eased in and out in small increments, watching her closely all the while. The other two lay next to her, stroking her body as they watched his cocks disappear into her a bit at a time. From time to time Wynhod growled, but he held onto his control.

Dani looked down her body, enjoying the sight of the Kalquorian’s dark flesh piercing her. Seeing the glistening lengths parting her folds was every bit as enticing as the feel of him inside her. And those gorgeous wet sounds of lovemaking had returned, making her guts tremble.

Wynhod grasped her ankles, propping them on his shoulders. The position made her tighter around him. His body at last met hers as he embedded himself fully within her hearth. Dani moaned at the intense sensations, but he wasn’t done delighting her. The Nobek, still moving oh so slowly, ground himself against her in slow circles, hitting the most sensitive spots in her sleeves. She warbled a high cry.

In and out, around and around. Her insides heated until Dani thought they must glow. Wynhod’s occasional bumps against her cervix sent bladed shards of pleasure stabbing throughout. Every exhalation came out with a note of pleasure.

Krijero and Gelan added to the symphony of delight. The Dramok teased her nipples, his hand darting between the two to rub, pinch, and pull gently. They swelled in response, growing rosy and pebbly under his attentions. Darts of brightness zinged from her breasts to her clit in lightning flashes.

Krijero’s palm warmed her mound as he rubbed the flesh in slow circles to match Wynhod’s movements. With each downstroke he brushed fingertips against her throbbing nub, making Dani clench hard around the Nobek. Her continuous sighs grew into moans, the pressure in her loins building steadily towards crescendo.

Wynhod shifted her legs again, moving her feet so they rested side by side against his chest, bending and closing her legs together. Dani’s breath caught as the position tightened her sheaths around him. She felt she might burst from the increased sensation of fullness and shuddered in helpless reaction. Her insides somersaulted, edging ever closer to fulfillment but not quite able to reach.

“Please,” she whispered. 

Wynhod growled again, quickening his pace just a bit. His muscles stood out in stark relief as tension built. His pelvis thudded softly against her. Dani’s passion climbed another notch in response, the warm cascade of arousal growing into a torrent. 

The three men held her in a thrall with their touches. Gelan continued to tease her jutting nipples, bending over her to occasionally lick the aching tips. Krijero’s rubbing hand kept pace with Wynhod’s thrusts, his fingers circling her clit continuously and intermittently tapping the engorged peak to make her cry out. And Wynhod…

The Nobek drew in and out, working her sheaths with his thick cocks, still grinding circles each time he buried his full lengths inside her pussy and anus. He hit the sweet spot deep within more often than not, spiraling her ever higher, ever closer to climax. Her womb had gone molten lava, seething and bubbling, burning ever hotter.


Returning soon outside the U.S. and to print.

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