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When she woke the rain was pouring down, turning the snow into a thick slush that seeped down the window in streams.
She looked across at the men and felt a thrill run down her spine. They had shown her something magical and strange and so, so alien that sitting here drinking a cup of coffee now felt abnormal. The rain pattered against the glass and the whole apartment had that warm inside feeling that only came in the deepest winter.
Bak scratched his beard and smiled. “What did you think?” he said.
“It was amazing,” said Samantha.
And then a thought occurred to her: an attempt to bring together her two worlds. Bak and Ras were the strange world, and humanity was the normal world. Or was it now the other way around? Had her normal life become the strange, unknown world, and Bak and Ras the known world? Either way, she wanted to unite the two.
She rose to her feet and walked around the table to the two human-looking men. She put her hand on Bak’s shoulder and her other hand on Ras’ leg. “I want to fuck you both,” she said. “But I want you to keep your human disguises on.”
This, she reasoned, might bring her worlds together. If she could make love to these men when they were in their human guises, then her human world and her alien world would be united in one beautiful explosion of pleasure. She walked into the bedroom without waiting for them to reply.
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SHE PULLED HER T-SHIRT over her head and took off her pants without even looking at them. She wanted them now: needed them inside of her. She felt it with a kind of desperation. She would fuck them and the madness would no longer be mad. She turned and faced them in her underwear. Bak regarded her with wide, hungry eyes. Ras stared down at her legs and then at her crotch. Then he walked forward and put his hands on her thighs, in between her legs, rubbing her vagina over the top of her underwear. Bak followed and undid her bra and then sucked on her nipples.
She pulled her underwear down and then pushed Ras to his knees. “Lick it,” she said.
He didn’t need to be told twice. He began to lick her clit, softly at first, and then harder and with more conviction each second. She closed her eyes and felt the simultaneous pleasure of Bak’s mouth and hands on her nipples and Ras’ tongue on her clit. She buried her hand in Ras’ hair and pushed his face harder into her clit. She could almost trick herself that these were two human men but she found that didn’t excite her nearly as much as the truth. Aliens were doing this to her; aliens were triggering this immense pleasure.
She pulled Ras to his feet and pushed him back on the bed. “Take off your clothes,” she said. Then she turned to Bak. “You watch, and then I’ll fuck you, too.”
Bak kicked off his pants and began touching his huge, hard cock. She liked the idea of Bak watching her bounce up and down, up and down. And unlike human men there would be no jealousy: just pleasure.
She climbed onto Ras, braced one hand on his muscled chest, and used the other to guide his cock into her vagina. She sat back onto it, feeling the deep, burning pain and then pleasure as she opened to him. Ras looked up at her with lust-filled eyes. She propped her knees and bounced up and down on his cock, over and over again, riding him hard and forcefully, pushing down onto him, feeling his cock hit her sweet spot.
She could see Bak rubbing himself in the corner of her eye, and then he stepped forward and put his hand around her. She gripped his forearm, hugging him as she rode Ras. Ras moaned loudly and Samantha realized that she was moaning loudly, too. She used Bak’s arm as a handhold and bounced even harder on Ras’ cock. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, yes,” she moaned. “Yes, yes, yes.”
Before she knew it, she was coming hard. The orgasm pounded, rocked her body. She keeled forward into Ras’ chest and bit the hard, tensed muscle. Ras winced but said nothing. His hands were over her back and he was still ramming into her, harder and harder each moment.
The he let out a long moan and his thrusts became frantic for a few moments. He grabbed her breasts roughly, pulling on the nipples. He tweaked her nipples as he came, making them red and hard. His cock wilted inside of her and she fell from him. She pulled Bak atop her as soon as Ras had rolled away. Bak came to her, leaned over her and pushed his cock inside of her.
His beard tickled her face as he thrust into her. She held her legs up, pointed, and rocked with the motions of his slow, powerful thrusts. He pulled his cock out slowly, every movement amplified by the lack of speed, and then forced it in quickly, sending a hot, pleasure-filled reverberation through her body. She dug her fingernails into his back and he fucked her harder and harder each second, his cock going deeper within her than any cock ever had.
Bak kissed her neck, her cheek, her forehead. He kissed every part of her as he fucked her, ramming into her and grunting loudly. She dug her fingernails deeper into his back, gouging his skin. Then he grabbed her arms and pinned them by her sides. He held her down as he fucked her, and she struggled but he was far stronger than she was.
Ras stood over her, upside down in her view, and then put his fingers in her mouth. She sucked them as Bak fucked her. And then she came again, squirting all over Bak’s cock.
Soon after she came, Bak’s thrusts became frantic and his cock was wilting inside of her. He thrust into her once more, and then rolled aside.
They lay in silence for a time, all three of them, Samantha comfortable in the warmth of them. Ras had climbed into bed and the two of them sandwiched her in a quilt of flesh. She nuzzled into Bak’s shoulder as Ras wrapped his arms around her.
She knew what she would do now. There was no doubt in her mind. How had she ever doubted?
“I want to come with you,” she said, but her voice was muffled in Bak’s flesh. She lifted her head and repeated: “I want to come with you.”
Ras kissed her neck and Bak reached up and squeezed her hand which was draped over him.
“Good,” Bak said.
And Ras echoed: “Good.”