Page 71 of Moist!
chapter five
STICKING TOGETHER
He sucks my nipple into his mouth, laving it with his tongue and leaving glittery trails everywhere his mouth touches.
I don’t bother playing coy anymore and grab his cock.
I angle him against my already weeping sex.
Not like we’d need lube even if I wasn’t down to bang an alien stranger with how slick he is.
As soon as the head of his shaft touches the wetness of my entrance, he lifts me and stands, before laying me back flat out on the sofa with a grin.
“I knew I’d find your moisture eventually,” he pants into my ear. “So wet, it’s almost like you were built for me.”
The sounds that come out of me don’t even sound human—more like an unhinged animal ready to bounce on Ulthuri’s disco stick.
So much for me edging out my universal audience because this might be the second shortest episode of Star-Crossed Match ever.
“Fuck me already!” I beg him. His dripping member slides against my lower lips. It tingles against my sex like some kind of special warming lube.
“As if you had to ask.” He grins deviously.
I expect him to slam home in a human-like motion, but instead he’s slow and deliberate. Ulthrui feeds his dick into me, and the first bulb expands as soon as it’s inside.
It presses against all the shallow nerves near my opening, his natural juices making them fire with delicious tingles.
He takes a deep breath, waiting for the second fleshy orb to deflate before guiding it in right as it swells again. I can feel the two bulbs pressing against each other, no longer deflating but growing larger, throbbing inside me as my inner walls clamp down on him.
I mewl when one of his knuckles brushes over my clit accidentally.
“Interesting,” he grunts.
He touches me again, this time on purpose, and I’m arching and grinding against his hand. His fingers are the only barrier between my pussy and the last bulge of his cock.
His hand shifts again, and before I know it I’m spinning in the air as he reverses our positions. I find myself straddling the green giant before I can even catch my breath.
“If you want to ride, June, I’ll happily be your mount.” He beams from underneath me. My hips slide against his as I threaten to engulf the last of his shaft.
“I want to feel all of your weird cock inside me right now,” I demand rudely.
“Your human cunt might be the strange thing, but fuck if it doesn’t feel good.” Ulthrui’s eyes roll back into his head as I sink lower.
I can’t imagine that I’ve ever felt better than I do now with his shaft shifting inside me.
My alien doesn’t thrust inside me like a human man would. Instead, his dick does all the work. As each nodule undulates, it creates a sensation of being filled deeper than I ever have before. Like his cock is touching nerves I never knew existed inside me.
And when Ulthrui touches my clit, I know I’ll break soon.
His slick hand slides over the nub, the broad strokes gaining just enough friction to tug at the delicate bundle of nerves. Each jolt has me clamping over him, and a sensation I’ve never felt starts to build.
It’s not how any orgasm I’ve ever had feels. The tightening is located in a different spot than normal. Along my inner channel, toward my belly and behind my clit, the pleasure grows.
“That feels so fucking good,” I moan as I feed my breast into his mouth, letting myself succumb to whatever is happening inside me.
“You fit over me like a glove,” he groans.
“So, so good,” I huff, teetering close to some unfamiliar edge. The fullness inside me tightens, and I instinctively pull back, unsure of what might happen if I relax into the sensation.
All of the orbs swell inside me at once, pushing on the spongy spot inside me in a way I can’t ignore. My muscles seize and stutter, my eyes rolling back into my skull.
With just a little more pressure on my clit from his hand, I snap, a gush of liquid flooding over his dick and out of me.
As I crest, I can feel the motion of his cock speed up inside me.
My vision tunnels, and Ulthrui’s release is quick to follow.
He grabs my hips, holding me hard against him as he unleashes a flood of sticky, hot cum inside me.
Mingling with his own skin coating, it runs down my legs and onto his stomach, a heady cocktail.
“Holy shit, did I just squirt?” I drop a hand to our linked crotches and swipe my fingers through our cum. The mixture drips off my fingers like a designer lipgloss.
“Is that not a satisfactory response?” He chuffs, palming my tit with heavy lids. “I, for one, am glad to find a reservoir of moisture hidden away in you.”
I bat at his chest, leaning forward to give him more of the kissing he enjoys so much.