A Sex Slave To Alien Masters (Erotica)

She felt his tongue spear her depths and roll inside her before his lips sealed between her legs and she felt him gently suck her heated flesh. She felt his touch lapping against her silky inner walls, drawing her down into a deep and blissful trance. The shock of him shifting his tongue from massaging her tasty depths to slide up and rapidly flicker across her clit made her back arch and her body tremble.

His arms once again wrapped around her thighs as she lost control and crashed headlong into a powerful orgasm that seemed to erupt through her belly and outward to her fingertips and toes.

Gregory dutifully continued his tongue lashing through that scorching wave and carefully measured her reactions in the build-up to the next. Algra was quite a sensitive creature, and the combination of sex and fighting had apparently made her all the more pliable. Right then, their battle was the furthest thing from his mind, and he released one of her legs to reach down and loose his aching cock.

It felt incredible to feel the tight leather trunks give way to the open air and he certainly had a better place to put it. A lewd wet noise reached their ears as his mouth lifted from her sex and he lifted himself over her until they came eye to eye. It was clear that they had both forgotten all about the training. Looking upon each other with lust drunk eyes, they immediately descended into a hungry kiss. They feasted upon each others taste whilst he tore the fur top from her body and she reached between them to grasp his length and plant the tip between her welcoming lower lips.

When they finally pulled together Algra felt him slide himself fully into her simmering body to almost immediately detonate a small explosion of ecstasy that made her toes dig into the earth. She grasped his firm ass to savour the steady grind of his hips as his thick length slipped inside her tight pussy again and again.

He felt one of her legs wrap around his own and loved the way her heavy breasts cushioned to his chest. Their bodies gleamed with perspiration and slid gloriously together beneath the sun. Once she had fully accommodated him, he pushed with a deeper and more primal desire.

Janette saw that Gregory had finally won the battle. Algra’s shoulders were well and truly pinned to the ground, even as her hands embraced him and her fingernails trailed across his bare back. She was taking defeat admirably, although that was likely because she didn’t know about it yet. Janette let out her own victory cry as the sight of the pair of them rutting on the grass finally drove her over the edge and she dug her fingers deep inside herself whilst her thumb teased her slippery clit.

Algra broke the kiss to cry out when his relentless ravishing finally sent her spiralling into another climax that sent white-hot jolts of energy through her gorgeous figure. They watched each other, and she saw him bare his teeth in determination before he slammed into her deep enough to steal the air from her lungs. A last gasp of air was taken before she felt another burst of pleasure deep inside her combined with the familiar pulse of her lover’s seed pumping into her waiting body.

They each closed their eyes, needing only the sensation of their touch to guide them along the way before they fell together and tenderly kissed and licked at each other in the open glade.

“Wow. Gregory definitely wins. Flawless victory.” Janette did her best video-game fight voice.

He felt Algra tense up beneath him, then had the unique sensation of being launched five feet into the air where he managed to flail about just enough to turn and land on the grass at Algra’s feet.

Blinking up at her, he vaguely wondered how the hell it was possible she was that fast to be standing upright above him in the space it took for gravity to get the better of him. Shortly after that he saw the look of cold fury in her eyes as they lowered to his bared testicles and quickly rolled away before she could get any ideas.

“Algra!” Janette materialised between them and rudely shoved a fingertip up against the orc’s nose. “You two had a deal. He won fair and square. Your shoulders hit the ground and you were well and truly pinned there.” Janette glanced over her shoulder at Gregory before turning back. “Although nailed would probably be a better word for it, huh?”

Algra released a low growl filled with brutal intent.

“Oh yeah, now he’s going to go back to the provings you want to give him a few broken bones? Smart. We both know you weren’t going to keep him here forever. You lost, and the whole point of this was to make sure he was back in shape enough to defend himself. Judging from what I just saw he clearly is. Now get back to the camp and cool off.”

Algra’s gaze shifted from Gregory to Janette. The look she gave the girl might have routed a platoon of hardened warriors. It seemed that Janette just didn’t give a damn, and she stood her ground without so much as flinching.

After a tense stare down it was Algra who finally lowered her eyes and made a strangled little noise of frustration before moving to grab her clothes and turn from them back towards the camp.

Gregory stared up at Janette, momentarily awed by the sheer volume of pure moxy he’d just witnessed.

“Wow. I did not see that coming.” He looked over to Algra again just before she vanished into the tree line.

Janette let out a long, slow breath and turned around to face him. Her hands came to rest on the luscious curves of her hips and her eyes scanned him once out of concern and then again because he looked particularly yummy laid on the grass with his trunks hanging off his right boot. He saw her lick her lips as she took a moment to enjoy the view before she focused back on his face.

“Algra wouldn’t hurt me. I’m not a warrior. She’s not a bully.”

“Yeah, she beats me up a lot but never takes my lunch money.” Gregory pulled himself back up to his feet and stepped back into his trunks before pulling them up his legs.

“So that was . . . intense, with you and Algra” Janette said as they started the walk back to the camp.noveldrama

“I needed to make Algra weak at the knees. It kind of had to be.” Gregory reached out to push an overhanging branch out of their way.