A Sex Slave To Alien Masters (Erotica)

With her free hand, she reached out to take his wrist and guide his hand between her thighs. His fingers soon slipped up against her saturated, silken pussy. She set her knees further apart on the furs to let him feel just exactly how turned on she was. Her love juices were soon dripping down his fingers whilst they explored her inner channel.

“If it turns you on this much, feel free to say it again,” he encouraged.

“Oh, yes! Yes, master.” Her eyelashes fluttered at hearing the more assertive tone in his voice, whilst she continued to fervently stroke his hard cock. She forced herself to focus her gaze on his and licked her lips in anticipation of what was to come. “Now, I want my master to fuck me. You’re right, you know. I do tend to prefer slow and sensual when I’m with you.

But I seem to have given you the wrong impression. You see, one of my favourite positions is on my hands and knees. When I’m there, I like to get fucked hard. I like to scream. I like having my big tits groped and teased whilst I get taken like a gods-damned animal. Do you think you could do that for me, master? Put me on my knees and fuck me hard until I scream your name?”

To compliment her words, she turned over to rest on her knees with her back facing him. Her head looking back over her shoulder, giving just a glimpse of the sides of her large breasts curving outward from her frame. She raised her arms up above her head before leaning over to brace herself upon them, her curvaceous ass smoothly rising into the air to take up the inviting position on all-fours.

That was certainly not an invitation to be taken lightly, and Gregory offered up a base growl of approval before shifting himself to take up a position behind her. She felt his fingers slide up between her thighs to stroke across her bared pussy. It was a test of sorts, to make certain that she genuinely wanted what she’d just asked for. Finding those silken folds slippery and saturated with her love juices, he surmised that there was certainly no trace of deceit in her request. Lydia wasn’t trying to prove herself to him; she just wanted to get fucked hard.

Without any further hesitation, he aligned himself with her bare pussy before plunging into her welcoming, wet heat. Despite the tightness of her sheath, she offered little resistance to the sizable invader with her sodden arousal allowing him to glide smoothly inside her. Lydia soon contracted her muscles in such a way that it felt almost as if she was sucking him inside her right until he had no more of himself left to give. His body made contact with her gorgeous ass, and soon enough his hands clamped down upon her hips.

Before he could begin to move inside her, Lydia took the initiative and rocked herself back and forth along his cock with expertly timed strokes. Until then he couldn’t quite believe she was being so genuine about her aggression, but those desperate movements in rapid succession laid any lingering doubts to rest. It was time to start doing his part.

A fresh little squeal of delight burst from her lungs when she felt him begin to move in time with her. A sultry utterance of his name soon followed to encourage his hard, deep thrusts. Knowing that the man regularly engaged in sexual bouts with a very demanding orc made her suspect he was no stranger to the wilder side of sex. The way he shifted his hips to move his cock on each stroke was almost surreal, retaining the power whilst almost stirring inside her.

Not content with giving the curvy minx the apparent pounding of her life, he soon lowered his upper body over her to cup her heavy tits in his hands. The effort didn’t interrupt his rhythm in the slightest, even when she felt his breath against her ear soon followed by a little nip of his teeth against her earlobe.

That hint of pain made her rut back harder against him whilst he enjoyed the soft feel of her tits sliding against his fingers and over his palms. Soon enough, he was nibbling at her neck whilst lowering one hand down across her smooth belly toward her spread lower lips. A hoarse gasp sharply escaped her throat when she felt his fingertips lightly flickering across her clit as he filled her again and again with his hard cock. The crackling jolt of pleasure momentarily stunned her, and he felt her entire body tense beneath him. This included her sweet inner walls clamping down against his thrusting cock when she experienced a rather momentously powerful orgasm before once again beginning to relax.

Given that she had professed her desire to be given a hard fucking, he did not relent in his strokes when she finally found her breath again and almost fell down upon the furs beneath them. Instead, he caught her up in his arms and continued to fuck the voluptuous courtesan with shuddering strokes that soon sent a few smaller tremors running through her body whilst she continued to adjust to the afterglow of the first.

By then, it certainly wasn’t the first time he’d held a woman whilst she happily flailed in the heated throes of orgasm. Although it wasn’t ever quite something that he’d gotten used to, he had managed to work out a certain operating procedure. Hold on tight, keep up the pleasure, and work just a little harder to let them enjoy the moment as much as possible.

Except it became clear in that instant that Lydia wasn’t having any of that. She wanted something more, and she wasn’t about to sit back and let him do all the work right then. So, even whilst the heated shudders of her climax continued to run through her body, she pushed back. It took Gregory by surprise, and he was caught completely off-balance by the force of Lydia’s ass connecting with his hips. His grip on her tightened, and she yelled out with a mixture of surprise and laughter at actually knocking him over. Clearly his training wasn’t preparing him for every possible way he could get knocked on his ass. That didn’t mean he lacked the strength to slip his hand from her breast to instinctively wrap his arm across her chest and pull her upright.

He came to allow himself to fall properly onto his back, shifting his legs beneath him until Lydia arose up into the classic reverse-cowgirl position. The surprise in her voice was soon consumed by the laughter when she realised she’d accidentally gotten the better of him, and still somehow managed to remain fully impaled on his hard length.

She gave him a suggestive wiggle of her curvy ass before demonstrating her own sexual agility in swivelling around to face him without relinquishing his hard length from her happy pussy. That dextrous turn was met with a thoroughly impressed grin from the male beneath her.

“You got my back against the floor. Guess I lose again,” he said.