CHAPTER FOURTEEN

 

 

- Rachel

I’m not the only horny one here. The pull between us is magnetic. I don’t understand this fierce attraction I have for him. He’s all I think about all the time.

When I slip my tongue into his mouth, he’s surprised but doesn’t pull away. Moaning, I’m overwhelmed by the way just this simple kiss makes me feel. I’m tingling from head to toe as he tentatively reciprocates.

This is easily the most relaxed I’ve ever been about my performance and kissing skills. I slide my hand up his neck into his hair. It’s so extraordinary and different from mine. It feels alive as it travels down my arm. It seems to have a mind of its own, unwinding and wrapping around me.

Pressing tight against him, I let my hand holding his cock stroke lightly. He’s a real handful and I can’t wait to explore him more. I want to please him the way he’s pleased me this morning.

His hands link around my waist as he tugs me forward. My breasts are pressed against his chest as our mouths meet again and again. After a couple seconds, I slow down. I don’t want him to feel pressured. This is about enjoying each other, and I don’t want him to feel pressured the way I have in the past.

It’s a little awkward as he dips his tongue backs into my mouth. I hope he doesn't feel like he’s not doing it right. Clearly, kissing is a new thing to him. To encourage him, I part my lips more and sweep my tongue out.

A groan escapes him and makes my pussy clench. He’s just so — arousing? His tongue is setting my girlie parts on fire. He tries moving his tongue in different ways, slicking next to mine and swooping up along my teeth. He must feel like he’s getting the hang of it because he teases my lips with his. His light and playful nibbles make me ache!

When I come back to my sense, I realize I’m hanging off him, just enjoying the ride. At some point, my hand slipped out from between us and the long hard bar of his cock rests against my stomach. Damn! It’s lifted his little cloth skirt and there’s not much point in wearing that.

“Rachel.” My name is a prayer on his lips right before our lips meet again. I need to stop before I melt into a puddle of goo on his bed. I have a plan and as he nips my lower lip, I realize I’ll just need to show him.

I sink down to my knees and pat the bed next to my legs. Pulling off my shirt, he only hesitates a moment before getting naked quickly. Sitting down beside me, he gathers me into his arms as his lips crash into mine again. His tongue thrusts into me and I’m overwhelmed by all the sensations on my body. I can feel my back and neck throbbing.

Pulling back again, I tug him down so he lies down next to me. “Perfect, big boy.” He’s laid out like a buffet and as I straddle his head, I run my palms down his chest and over his markings. This must be why my neck and back feel as if they are lighting up. It reminds me of sunburn. Not that it hurts, but the skin feels tight. I can see his lines pulsing in time with mine.

Arranging my legs on either side of him, I give him a great view as I lean over him. Running my hands down his sculpted chest, I move towards his cock that is aiming up at me. I can feel his hair dancing along my thighs and right as I wrap my hand around his dick, he runs his fingers across my cleft. He’s so distracting!

Not wanting to miss this opportunity, I lift his cock towards my mouth. Lowering my chest slightly, down to his hard abs, I take my first lick of his cock. A drop of pre-cum shines there and it’s calling to me. He jerks under me as my tongue flicks across him.

Savoring his flavor, I’m surprised that it’s so sweet. Opening my mouth wide, I run my tongue around the head of his manhood, encouraging more to come out and play. Wrapping my lips tight, I suck and moan. He’s so big, I won’t get him in my mouth far, but this will be the best angle.

Not to be outdone, he moans before pulling my hips to his face and diving into my pussy. Perfect! The shock to my nerve endings only encourages me as I drag him deeper over my tongue. He’s so yummy! My personal lollypop.

With my right hand gripping his base, I angle him up and down my throat, trying to control myself. It seems like every time we are together, things just escalate so quickly. It’s hard to remember that I want this to last.

He’s already so talented at eating my pussy. He knows just what to do and focuses right on my clit. In and out I suck him, enjoying the sweet flavor he’s sharing with me as I pull his huge cock into my mouth as far as I can. I want to swallow everything, it’s so damn good!

Shivering in anticipation, I increase the suction. I want everything from him and that thought scares me. Here I am, shy Rachel, draped across a big alien’s chest sucking his cock while he eats me out. It’s so fucking hot, I feel like coming on his face.

Pulling his length from my mouth, I concentrate on the head. Running my tongue around it and then taking it in a couple of inches, I hum happy birthday. It's a little trick my roomie at university swore by. I’m so close already. I’m hoping I can tip him over to the point of no return along with me.

He surprises me by pushing a finger into me and I squeal around him. My hand clenches tighter at his base as I stroke. My body tightens, and I stop bobbing my head as I explode.

I’m coming, and my pussy has grabbed his finger and is holding onto it for dear life. He continues to suck my clit gently, magnifying the pleasure! It’s the hardest I’ve ever come. Wave after wave of intense pleasure washes over me and I moan and suck around him in abandon.

He hardens in my mouth and freezes and I realize what this means right before he explodes. His legs jerk as he comes. I can’t resist stroking his balls and continuing to hum around him. Intense aftershocks filter through me as I suck his come down. It shoots hard into my throat and I don’t have any problem keeping up. It's delicious as he pulses over my tongue. Pulling off him slowly, I take my time licking him clean, making sure I don't miss any yumminess.

Stroking my hands, the short hairs around his cock pet my stroking fingers and face. It's quivering with his aftershocks of pleasure. Vibrating around me, it's as if it's performing a little happy dance. It’s so different from regular hair which always seems intrusive. This is more like another participant in our sexual activity and I love it.

That’s not all I love, I acknowledge briefly. He’s so attractive and sexy, it’s hard not to let my libido carry away my feelings. What girl wouldn’t feel super happy and sated after that?

He’s so muscular, he pulls me up and off him and I let him with only a little whine. His chuckle lets me know he noticed as he turns me around to drape me over him. His legs are still hanging off the bed from the knees down, but my feet barely hit the bottom of the bed. He rolls us to our sides and takes my head in his hand to pull it to him and kiss me again.

His look is possessive and content and I’m sure I look the same. I return his kisses with the same languid satisfaction as we relax. That was awesom,e and I want him to realize it was great for me too. I love how he’s not pushy and constantly giving me the guilt trip for not fucking him. My experiences with guys have never been great.

I’m startled when he pulls away quickly and hops up from the bed. I’m sure I still have a half pucker on my lips. I may even still have my tongue half out.

Sitting up, I watch him quickly pull on his clothing.

“Amari?” He looks up at his name but shakes his head and puts his finger to his lips. So, he’s listening for something. I didn’t hear anything, but he's obviously going out to investigate. I don’t know how he hears anything over the water fall.

He crouches down in front of me, putting both his hands on my knees. Pressing on my legs, he looks at me seriously. He wants me to stay. That’s fine.

Grabbing his head, I pull myself up for a quick peck on his lips before letting my weight fall all the way back on the bed. I’m not going anywhere. I’m not even sure my legs can hold me yet.

This seems to satisfy him and he’s out the door with the flap waving lightly after him.