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The Unidentified #2: Futanari Lesbian Aliens Breed Humans

J.S. Lee

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The door slid open, and Michael knew it was Katherine before she even came into view through his peephole. “Fuck you, let me out of here you motherfuckers,” she hollered from the steel table that she was bound too. At the moment, all Michael could see were her bare feet and calves, and the sudden need to see Katherine naked was as palpable as hunger or thirst. It had been so long, and the red-haired beauty had come to tease him in his dreams every night, as if the daytime wasn't enough.

There was a long pause, and Michael felt the goosebumps slowly work their way down from his neck to his back. Were the blue she-males contemplating her demise? The female had congratulated Nellie on her compliance, and Michael thought that if being agreeable were rewarded then Katherine was definitely on her way to some kind of punishment. He could have told the glistening, blue goddesses that Sanders was a bitch if they had only asked.

The first alien told the others, “We must see the Commander. She has called us to her quarters. We will come back for the female as well as her companion.”

Michael stayed frozen on the metal shelf until the door closed behind them. “Her companion,” had to be a reference to him, and he wondered if he could even find his way back to his room at this point. And if he did, there was no saving Katherine. There was no time to formulate any kind of plan, and after his reaction to the three of them with Nellie, he wasn't even sure if leaving was the best option.

He pushed back the curtain and hissed, “Sanders, what did they do to you?”

She called out, “Michael? Michael where are you, I can't see you?”

He climbed out of his hiding place and stood on shaking legs, “I'm here,” he began his explanation, but everything stopped as he took in the sight of Katherine. She was so much more beautiful like this than she had been in his masturbatory fantasies. Her long, red hair fanned out on the table below, her slender, pale arms clasped by each wrist to the table below.

Her fabulous breasts were bare and her nipples were the palest shade of pink, and Michael knew that it was the temperature, but he wanted to believe that it was the sight of him in close proximity, either way, both nipples were large and pointed. Her thighs were shaking against the metal base below her, and he noticed that her ankles were secured as well and finally, he had settled the debate in his mind once and for all.

Shaved, Katherine's pussy was shaved bare and her inner lips were engorged and damp and the same delicate rosy pink as her nipples. It made his mouth water to look at her. Literally. He reached up to wipe his chin. It had been so long, far too long since he had tasted pussy, and Katherine didn't even know what she had been missing out on with the butchy blonde. The dyke with spikes might have a talented tongue, but so did he, and when he had finished making Katherine cum three or four times on his face, he had a nice, fat cock that was already dripping and ready to fill her. “I'm here, Katherine,” he whispered as he took a step toward her and then another.

She shook in the cuffs, “Gelp me out of these then.” She must have realized that neither of them knew how, “or get out of here and find some help. Just come back here for me,” she looked around nervously, “wherever the fuck this is.”

Rescuing her meant passing up on the one time when he could have his way with her and not have to beg. In fact, Michael reasoned with himself he didn't even have to ask and it wasn't as if he were really doing anything wrong. It wasn't like the blue she-males weren't about to do the same. “Relax, Katherine, I'll let you go in a little bit,” he whispered as he touched her face and stared into her big, blue eyes.

He swept her red hair back, running the back of his fingers up from her chin to her cheek to her ear and finally, through the thick curls. Everything was as soft as silk. Her skin was intoxicating to the touch and the feel of her in his hands set every nerve on fire. Michael's dick was completely hard and had begun to flutter, as if it were waving to the red-haired beauty. “Come on, you don't know when they're coming back,” she strained to get free, but the cuffs kept her body on the table.

Michael would have no choice but to fuck her in missionary position, which was fine for now. Next time, after she had fallen in love with his cock, there would be plenty of time of flip her over and take her from behind, sinking his hands into her juicy bottom and feeling her quiver on him, skin on skin, with every hard thrust. He bent forward and whispered, running his fingers down now, chin, neck, collar bones, pausing at the top of her cleavage, “I know, we might not have much time.” He couldn't resist, his fingers followed the line underneath her voluminous breast and he cupped her flesh, feeling the warmth, kneading the soft skin that he'd pictured in his hand a hundred times before. “Damn, Katherine, you're so perfect,” he murmured before his lips followed his fingers and the kisses down her throat began. Her nipples looked so tasty, and he'd spent so much time imagining the feel of each point on his tongue.

She was pissed and squealed as soon as his mouth touched her skin, “You fucking asshole,” she tried to pull away but there was no where to go. “They warned me about you, Michael, you know that, don't you? The agency, they know that you're fucking crazy,” she tried to dodge the tip of his tongue, but he was too quick. A drop of his saliva ran from his mouth to her breast and the warm liquid made a trail to the center of her chest. “Wait until I talk to the director, Michael,” she sounded as if she had finally come to the realization that she was cuffed. Katherine was relenting, and once his tongue touched her swollen nipple, all of the fight was gone. She only sighed when he circled her puckered skin and then whimpered when his tongue licked her back and forth, quickly, over her aching point. “Michael, what are you doing?” she asked, but she knew, they both knew. He had waited long enough and was claiming his prize.

Michael looked up at her, their eyes locked as his fingers continued to meander down. Her soft, flat belly, the dip under her hip bone, her inner thigh was almost burning to the touch and there, just up an inch from where his finger had stopped was her bare slit, the place he'd been dreaming of since they first shook hands. Katherine had such a powerful hold on him from that moment, it seemed only fair to claim a little back for himself. “I'm doing what I should have been doing all along, baby,” he delved his tongue back along her flesh, licking the line under her heavy breast, following her perfect curve, “What I've been dreaming of doing for so long, Katherine.”

His right hand could no longer be contained and he moved his fingers up to her slippery snatch, touching her slowly from entry to her bulging clit. Katherine's clitoris was erect and hot to the touch, and he smiled as he watched her body convulse under the touch of one finger. Imagine what she would do under his mouth, “You know I have a girlfriend, Michael,” she was going to fight it all the way though. Even as she raised her hips to rub herself in his hand, “Goddammit, Bridget is going to kill us both. She's so fucking jealous.”

Michael brought his index finger up and inhaled her scent before dipping his finger in his mouth and sucking her succulent juices off his skin. “What would she be jealous for?” he replaced the wet finger between her slick lower lips and savored the moan that came from Katherine when he touched her again. He hoped that she was a squirter and that by the time he was done, he'd have her delicious orgasm melting down his face. “You two have threesomes, I've heard you talk about it,” he whispered, watching Katherine's mouth open, her cheeks blushed as her hips moved with him, her thighs opening wider for Michael.

Katherine shook her head, “No, you don't understand. She had to pick the guy and it can only be for his dick. No touching and especially, no,” she groaned as her clit pulsed, the pleasure was mounting inside of her body, “no pussy eating. Bridget knows that I need dick sometimes. Fuck, that's good,” she looked at him, eyes hazy with desire.

Michael would come back to her tits later. He'd rub his face between her curves, pressing the warm skin against his face and kissing both. For right now, he had to get more of that sweet taste in his mouth. He'd waited for so long, it seemed like years even though it had only been a month, Michael had never quite obsessed like this about a woman. His kisses led him to her mound, and when he kissed her there, softly, a closed-mouth kiss as if it were his first time ever when it was just his first time with her, she cried out and trembled under him. “So your pussy is off limits, is that what you're saying?” he whispered into her folds and kissed her even harder the second time. That she was forbidden, that the girlfriend would be stewing, wondering, obsessing like Michael had been, that made it all the more sweet.

Katherine shook and bucked her hips, “Yes, it's off limits, but I won't tell. Bridget would only give me the strap-on if she thought I wouldn't cheat. Do it, Michael,” she pushed her ass up from the table and offered him her soaked cunt, “please, I'm so wet now.”

Michael wished that he could get at her, pry her legs off the table, uncuff her ankles just to hold them in place and far apart. He'd happily keep her wrists bound as they were. Katherine could turn on a dime and punch him in the face if it suited her as well. Imagining the blonde with a harness around her hips and a long, rubber dick at the center, on top of Katherine, their bodies melding together as she fucked the redhead, the scene in his mind's eye was intensifying everything and his immediate need traveled straight to the head of his cock. He parted her steamy lips with one hand and pushed his tongue inside, licking her clit in long, slow strokes from bottom to top, again and again as Katherine shivered and moaned. “Yes, Michael, oh my god,” she had made a puddle on the table and every inch of her was sweet and her taste lingered in his mouth. Her clit was huge now, full, round, dark pink. She was so wet and the feel of her bare skin on his face was sticky. “Suck me, please, suck on my clit,” she begged, pushing her perfect hips up to entice him. It was completely unnecessary, it was all he wanted to do actually, and as he closed his lips around her bud, she confided, “I'm a squirter, I'll cum so good, all over your face.”

As he readied his tongue, the door slid open. Michael was frozen in place and there was no place to run as the three aliens entered Katherine's cell. “What is this? It's her companion,” the first blue woman pointed at him with a tentacle and nodded to her she-males, “this is not authorized.”

The two chicks with dicks had Michael by the wrists and pulled him back, away from Katherine, his feet weren't touching the floor, and it appeared to be nothing to either of them to carry him. They were much stronger than him, and he wondered if he shouldn't have left Katherine behind after all. The aliens weren't interested in him. They had left him on the floor, no cuffs, to his own devices. He should have run when he had the chance.


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