Rebellion (Alien Authority 1)

Her pussy spread easily for him, her pouting, puffy lips opening to allow him entrance to the tight interior of her body. As wet as she was, she could not help the tightness and resistance he encountered there, an inch or so into her hot cunt. Her inner walls were clenched so hard he could barely move more than a fraction of a millimeter at a time.

“Holy! Oh, my god! Fuck!” She grunted and whimpered as she struggled to take her superior’s cock. He remained above her, his Authority uniform ripped at the crotch, displaying the hard and inevitably muscular lines of his lower abdomen as it flexed and rippled with the act of fucking her. His uniform was ruined. Jerri wondered if she would be ruined too, if she could possibly serve as a vessel to his lust without being hurt.

She was stuck there, her tender human lips spread lewdly wide around his rod. It was one of the hottest and most beautiful sights Atlas had ever seen. It was wrong, but it was also perfectly right. She was gripping him more tightly than he had ever been held before.

He saw her take a deep breath, felt her relax, and a moment later his massive cock slid several more inches inside her through an act of human will.

“Good girl,” he praised.

She emitted a little sigh and her face took on an expression he had not seen before. Not quite submissive, but very much pleased. She liked to be praised. She had likely not heard it much given the quality of her performance lately.

He slid out and pressed back in, enjoying the tightness of her human flesh. She seemed to be enjoying the outrageously thick and long intrusion of his cock, the ridges of his rod becoming quickly slicked with her human juices.

“Fuck me, please,” she whimpered, reaching up for him.

He pulled her legs up over his shoulders and left her feet there as he moved his hands down to her thighs. He needed to take total control of her body so he could pound her as she needed to be pounded without doing any real harm. This was no time to give into rough madness. He had never been inside a human before. He did not know how delicate she might be on the inside.

He slid her back and forth along his ridged rod, finding that she did very nearly have the depth to take him, but for an inch or two at the very base. There was a hard little nub up inside her and she winced when he bumped it too hard. It was the neck of her womb, the sacred place through which only seed could pass. Atlas felt himself stiffen and thicken all the more as he explored her tight cunt, finding places of increased sensitivity and depths previously unknown. He was not gentle, but he was also not insensitively rough. He could not harm her. He would not forgive himself if he were to make her tear. But he soon found that she was not as internally delicate as he had feared; the pretty petal-like lips of her sex belied the tight and resilient strength of the sheath in which he plunged his cock over and over again.

He had forgotten all about regulations and rules. He was following the ultimate imperative, that which demanded a healthy male endeavor to spend his seed inside the body of a willing and well-matched mate. This human was an incredible creature. She was bright and rebellious, soft and curvaceous. She was a brat who craved discipline and who, like all brats he had ever known, submitted deeply and completely when given what she needed.

Her cheeks were an adorable pink, her eyes glazed with desire. She had two fingers perched between her teeth, half-sucking, half-biting as if to comfort herself as she took his cock with sweet eagerness.

Atlas reached down and pressed the palm of his hand to her pubic bone, rubbing lightly with enough pressure to stimulate the little pink bud that peeked out at the apex of her inner lips. It was a little erection, an ultra-sensitive piece of anatomy. He knew this because he had researched everything he could about humans, and given so much of their existence was given to the pursuit of and indulgence in sex, he could hardly ignore it.

His research was coming into immediate and pleasurable use now. He kept thrusting and experimented with her body, moving his hands around her breasts, pinching her nipples lightly. Those two nubs seemed to have direct lines of connection to her cunt judging by the way her pussy clenched him ever more desperately at his touch, and fresh flows of female desire soaked his cock.

He was going to come inside her. That was inevitable. He was going to fill this tight little hole with all the seed his body could muster until it dripped from her sensitive, swollen lips. Tessil was not far from orgasm either. He ensured that she matched him by squeezing the soft flesh of her puffy pussy tight against her clit and making small jerking motions. It was all she needed to send her into convulsions of pleasure, her entire body contorting and contracting as her cunt gripped him with wanton desperation. She screamed and wailed, her tight cunt grabbing at him, sucking the seed from deep inside him until she looked just as messy and filthy in reality as she had in his mind.