“Alright. So. If I believe you…”
“That would make this so much easier.”
He pulls his finger out of my pussy and spanks my ass again. “Quiet,” he says. “I am thinking.”
“What’s the matter? Can’t think and chew gum at the same time?” I taunt him. It’s a mistake.
Zed growls, grabs me, and tosses me over the ship’s control board. I grasp at what I guess would be considered the windshield, keeping myself in position, hips arched, ass out. I know what I want. I know what I need.
“You’ve obviously been fucked by an alien before,” he says. “What a filthy, dirty little human you are.”
His words make me flare hot with shame just as he pounds his cock into me, giving me no time to adjust. As he plunges inside me, I realize that though I have memories of being fucked by him before, my physical body has not actually experienced it. I am not as trained as I was, not able to relax and assist him in his exploration of my pussy.
I let out a scream of shock as I am stretched wider than I have ever been in this incarnation, feeling my pussy protest. The only saving grace is the copious wetness easing the passage of his massive cock.
“Quiet,” he growls, pushing me down against the controls, my breasts mashing the buttons. He slaps my already hot and sore ass again. “If we have been in a loop before, it is clear I never dominated you properly.”
My pussy is spread wide around him as I realize he’s different. He’s not the same Zed. He’s a version I haven’t met before, a rougher, harsher, crueler Zed who might just fucking break me. Adrenaline floods my body as he grips me by the hips and uses me like a dirty little fuck doll, his cock going deeper than before, his intensity overwhelming me.
I wanted this, but I didn’t know what I was going to get. I was so desperate for his dick I never thought to consider that to him I must seem like nothing more than a horny human begging to be used. And use me he does. I hear his near-animal grunts and growls of pleasure and conquest tumbling around my ears, vibrating through my stretched and eager flesh.
He grabs my head, his massive hand clasped around the back of it, holding me still while my hips writhe. I feel completely out of control, and completely under control. He has mastered me entirely; his thrusts making my clit grind against god knows what functions on the dash.
This is hard and this is rough; this is without regard for my delicate human sensibilities. This is a total alien carnal conquest of every part of my pussy. I forget everything. The loops. The past. The present. My reason for being here. All I can focus on is the way his cock moves inside me, twisting and flexing, pressing against the front wall of my pussy and finding that hidden spot so many human men say does not exist.
I flash flood with orgasm, grabbing at buttons, hitting several of them. The ship groans and rocks with me, a sudden sensation of motion suggests that we have taken off, and so have I. I scream as we rocket up through the atmosphere, the heat and vibration of the ship blending with my own quivering response.
Zed is coming too, his roaring overpowering all the other sounds of creation, flooding me with his come. I let out a deeply held sigh as I feel it inside me, splashing against all the truly intimate parts of me, and rubbed deep inside by the motion of his cock which is twisting and flexing, rubbing that seed into my walls, making his essence part of my flesh.
I feel his absence as he pulls free, a slow circling of his rod accompanying his pulling out, making me experience one last round of alien stretching of my well-fucked pussy.
He leaves me against the dash, dripping his bright blue seed, and sits back in the captain’s chair.
I try to get up to sit down too, but he leans forward and slaps my ass hard.
“Stay,” he growls. “And keep your legs open. I want to see the mess I’ve made of your pussy.”
* * *
Zed
She makes for a pretty backdrop while I think.
It’s a rookie mistake to think that past, present, and future flow in that order. They flow backward more often than any sane entity expects.
“We’ve probably done this several dozen times already. Maybe more. Maybe thousands of times. What’s happening is no longer following the laws of cause and effect. On a quantum level, cause sometimes precedes effect.” I am mostly speaking to myself, not expecting her to understand me.
She looks over her shoulder at me, her face almost the same color as her hot ass.