Unspoken Pleasure

"Why tell you how bad I want to be inside you," Chad retorted, picking her up and pivoting them until he was on top and she was beneath him, "when I can show you." In the same motion he forced his dick halfway inside her, and they both hissed in pleasure together. He couldn't say if it was what she had done to his dick, or if it was something special about her alien pussy, but it was exquisite; he had always thought there was something special about virgin pussy, but this popping cherries seem like throwing a hot dog down a hallway. He was in love and he didn't even know her name. The only thing he did now was that he never wanted this to end.

So he pulled his dick out and then thrust it back in hard, each time making some progress, but not quite bottoming out in her the way he craved. He wanted... no, he needed to sink the last two or three inches of his monster cock into her so he could reach that hot white center of molten pleasure that he knew was waiting for him. While he strived for it though, he watched her impossible tits jiggle and sway under the barrage of his hips. The effect was hypnotic, and he could watch them all day. At least that's what he though until he finally forced the last half inch of his dick inside the thing... the woman beneath him; then he felt a profound feeling of pleasure and completion wash over him.

When he tried to pull out to thrust in again, he was vaguely concerned to discover that he couldn't. His dick had caught on something and was locked inside this alien cunt. It didn't bother him too much though. Some weird outerspace muscles were continuing to stroke his dick, so it a way it was like the best of both worlds: all of the pleasure, none of the work. After a moment of confusion, he just let himself enjoy it, looking into her stranger almost human face. "Mmmm," she moaned beneath him. "You take my eggs now," she sighed.

"That's right baby," he said, "I'm going to fill you..."

"You take my eggs," she interrupted "and you give them to all the women you crave. No one will tell you no." Chad wanted to ask her what she meant by that, but then he felt a strange, almost painful pressure at the tip of his dick; something was forcing it's way inside of him.

"What the fuck?" he cried out, trying to pull back, and away from this, but he was trapped. "What are you doing to me bitch?" he asked, a note of anger piercing the haze of lust he'd had so far.

"Shhhhh," was her only response, as he pulled her head down against her giant pillowy tits. "Just take it baby. You like it soon. I promise."

But there was nothing to like about this. It felt like the time Tracy had tried to put a finger up his butt while they were fucking last year: kinda painful, but mostly just gross. But this time he couldn't just jerk her hand away. In fact, come to think of it, he couldn't do anything. If this alien slut said something, he felt the need to obey, and there didn't seem to be anything he could do to stop it. So he just felt the pressure increase more and more until something at least the size of a marble popped inside of him. It was in that moment, when the bright flare of pain mixed with the pleasure in his body that he understood what this bitches undulating pussy was for. Each feathery stroke forced whatever she was putting inside of him further in, back towards his body. Once the first thing was an inch or two inside of his cock, he felt another one pressing against the tip of his cock.

"What... what are you doing to... to me?" he asked, gritting his teeth against the intensity of the sensations.

"Just what I said, baby." She cooed, reaching up to stroke his hair, "I took your sperm to better understand human genome, and now I give you my eggs to share with all the women you wish. You run out, no worry, I give you more." "What?" Chad asked, uncomprehendingly. The first egg was near the root of his cock, the second was towards the center, and the third was just getting ready to force it's way into the tip. "How many are... fuck..." he hissed with pleasure at the latest violation. Did it make him gay that he was enjoying this on some level, he wondered. "How many eggs are you giving... me?" he finished his question, almost afraid of the answer.

"Twenty... thirty..." she said, lost in the pleasure of filling up her first servant on this planet. "As many as will fit. Enough to make you very full. Very happy."

The idea that this would happen to him two dozen more times filled him with impotent rage. He was Supposed to be the one knocking up sluts... not getting pegged by some intergalactic dyke. But he couldn't bring himself to do say any of that. Instead he just held on to her tits for dear life as the surges of pleasure and pain from these eggs came faster and faster. He could feel his ball sack starting to fill with them, and a new sensation was beginning to war with the overwhelming pleasure and pain he was struggling against: a need to breed. He needed to find a home for each and every one of his queen's eggs in the fertile womb of any slut he could hold down.

Chad's last rational thought before he was swept away in the storm of the sensations overwhelming him like a tornado was that tomorrow school was going to be a lot of fun.

When the Sheriff's deputies arrived they listened to her story, then took her home almost immediately. Knowing smiles and innuendo had been kept to a minimum since a boy was actually missing, but she could hear what they'd left unsaid. Lisa wanted to stay and help with the search, but they told her they didn't want to worry about her wandering off too, so they had a deputy drive her home.

They were all very nice and polite, and no one questioned her story that they had come up here to look at the stars even though there was really only one reason for high school kids to come up here this time of night. They'd been more skeptical when she told them about how they had watched a meteor crash into the woods not far from the car, and that Chad had gone to check it out. On the drive back, the deputy didn't say anything to suggest that they didn't believe her, only reassuring things about how they would find her boyfriend, but Lisa could feel him judging her on the whole ride home. He officer wanted to talk to her parents, and Lisa knew she would die if her mother found out what she'd been up to, so she had him take her to her Aunt's house. She worked overnights at the hospital, so there wouldn't be anyone there this time of night. After a few minutes of knocking and ringing the doorbell he left, and then she walked home alone. When she got there, the porch light was on but everyone was in bed, so somehow she made it all the way to her room without anyone finding out what a slut she'd been. Despite almost losing her virginity, actually losing her boyfriend, and struggling with her very own sign from god, she had faced no consequences from her night's adventure. It didn't seem possible, she thought as she quickly stripped down for bed and drifted off to sleep with her mind racing, but in the morning, she woke up and the sky still hadn't fallen down on her. Lisa went down to the dining room like she always did, a little sleepier than usual, and after a quick breakfast, her mother had bundled her off to school, without a cross word. Even her sister hadn't pointed out how quiet she was on the bus. It was almost surreal. How could everyone act so normal when Chad was missing?

Lisa wanted to scream, but she just kept smiling placidly instead. It was hard to keep up the illusion of normalcy when she held so much turmoil inside, but she managed it somehow. It felt like this morning Lisa's mind was whirling and roiling just as much as it had been last night, but this time with more worry and none of the pleasure. She was so distracted by these thoughts when she'd finished getting her books from the locker that she almost didn't notice Chad down the hall when she closed it. For just a moment Lisa thought she'd gone crazy, but a couple long blinks later and he was still there looking glassy eyed and vaguely lost.

Lisa tried not to make a scene as she ran up and hugged him. She did that most mornings - so it shouldn't reveal that anything was amiss. Right?

"Chad, oh my god," Lisa said trying to keep the ragged edge of worry from her voice, "I missed you so much. What happened?"noveldrama

"Lisa," He said, making it sound almost like a question while he returned the hug, "Nothing happened. I was just, you know, looking for that thing in the forest."