This is part of a project to touch up and publish an older series of works I had done in the past, placing them on Literotica. There are quite a few parts, so they will seem repetitive as more are updated, and since they are not being completely revised, they will show their age. There will also be some questionable content, and due to said age, may not be presented in the most palatable manner, as much as I may have believed I did those years ago. Please keep this in mind.
This is the final part in the Xenophilia series. I hope you enjoy.
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It had been a rather surreal and interesting few months. Ever since he was captured by those… things. No, ‘things’ was too harsh a word for them. They were xenomorphs. Aliens. But more than that, they were his friends, his colleagues, his assistants, his lovers. He’d only met the one that first tended to and ‘tormented’ him a few times since, discovering the aliens were far more… ‘communal’ than he initially thought. But he had grown accustomed to their whims and their desires, largely aided by the almost universal compassion they shared for any one individual they were sharing their love with at the time. They may not have been ‘exclusive’ types, but they certainly treated every one of their partners with the same affection and desire. It made the whirlwind nature of their flings more bearable, since their love was much more ‘general’ than humans. It was for both individual and collective. And it meant they cared for each and every one of the colonists with the maximum amount of compassion and intimacy.
They were hard workers, and hard learners too. They helped fix up the damage their ‘invasion’ caused, and by now, much of the work had been completed. Not only that, they effectively ingratiated themselves into positions around Victor’s Post that would’ve been once thought a bit too much for their abilities. But they were intelligent, and understood technology well enough as long as there was some more tactile feedback than a simple screen. He’d heard rumours some of the scientists and engineers were working on devices and special screens that gave off information in different wavelengths and whatnot that could be better determined by the aliens’ different sensory capabilities. He didn’t know much more than that, but in his work, they’d proven themselves most capable, and things were running smoother than ever.
They were polite, respectful and quiet, and let things run without their interference, and let people go about their lives without interruption… most of the time. They understood the value of other things in life and the need for a break from constant lechery, for humans at least, but there was always the risk they would suddenly snatch you up and pull you into a heated session of lovemaking and obscenity. Or, they would seduce you, vigorously or carefully, depending on their personality or mood. And no matter what, it was impossible to get them to wear clothes that were modest and not meant to titillate or seduce. They’d try out lingerie and stand before people doing a belly dance, or they’d don heavy duty hazard suits for utilitarian purposes… even if they often didn’t need them.
No matter. Their penchant for nudity wasn’t such a distraction these days when they weren’t trying to get your attention, or if you were busy with something important. It’s what honestly made everyone so comfortable with living together with the xenomorphs; they weren’t constantly trying to get into your pants unless you were in the mood, or weren’t going to be mad if they were. He smiled as he continued writing up his paperwork on the computer before him. Various maintenance reports and security details had to be finalised and sent to the main office before he could be finished, but he wasn’t too upset.
The drudgery and tedium of work was tempered by the knowledge that there was always something fun to do here now once free time was available… and always someone to ‘do’. His smirk widened as his fingers tapped away at the keyboard, wondering just what position or act he’d want to try out with one of his alien friends once he was done. For Darius, he found comfort and joy in their embrace, and they seemed to enjoy him just as much… whether they were fucking him into submission or letting him do the same to them. He was starting to get flushed just thinking about it, so he tempered his expectations and refocused himself on his work. It wouldn’t be long now…
With a final press of the ‘Enter’ button, his paperwork was complete. All he had left to do was clock off and head home. The former would take even less time, and soon he was wandering his way through the halls back to his quarters. He passed by a pair of colonists in a discussion with a taller xenomorph, the Drone fully comprehending their words, though relying on body language and sign language to convey her own messages. They were very good at conveying their meaning via the sounds they made in conjunction with their hands and their body, but many had since learned various forms of Official Sign Language to converse with people a bit more directly, and as a result, people had learned to understand it efficiently as well.
Of course, when it came to their desires, they didn’t need any words or gestures to show what they wanted… beyond erotic gestures, of course. In that area, they were very easy to understand, as he witnessed when he spied a drone grasping a woman’s wrists and bringing her hands to the aliens breasts, the woman suddenly blushing as the alien licked their lips. The woman went giddy, and the two skipped off to someplace private… though, more than a few people were willing and happy to fuck in public, as much as it was frowned upon.
Either way, it was a sign that the colonists were completely accepting of their new friends. He passed by an android, busily addressing an electrical fault, and almost bumping into another xenomorph. They had since been reprogrammed so that they wouldn’t cause problems, though for many, the stopgap solution until a better one could be found was to basically program them to ‘not see’ a xenomorph. At best, they would see a xenomorph as little more than an obstruction that it would move around. At worst, it was as if the Xenomorphs didn’t even exist in their eyes. It caused some problems, but the many drones that wandered the halls were used to them by now and knew how to avoid them, especially when they had power tools.
As for getting around… well, some walked casually amongst their human friends, others still skulked about in the vents, sometimes even dragging a person up to them for ‘fun’, though only when that person wasn’t busy with something. Though these days, they were more respectful of the vents, not breaking them like they used to. It helped that many were now specially designed hinged grates for them to open and shut at their discretion, and they made sure they respected property these days.
He passed by an alien that was clinging to a wall, busy with a Rubik’s cube… of sorts. It had colours, yes, but it also had different raised protrusions that were matched to said colours, so that the aliens could work out the solution without struggling to figure out which side had what colour… though, the alien he saw seemed to be frowning in frustration, appearing to be no closer to figuring out how to solve the cube than most other people. It was a bit of a comfort to Darius that even they had trouble with those damned things. He smiled as he passed, hearing the alien growl in ever growing frustration, until he went through a door that led into the housing section of the colony, where his quarters were found. It didn’t take him long, his quarters fortunately close to the route he took to and from his main ‘office’ so to speak… though his work often took him all around the colony. He was happy to have a chance to get off work and have some fun, tapping in his passcode and swiping his keycard through the reader.
It hissed open, and as he stepped inside, he was met with the visage of a xenomorph, turning to face him as if she’d been waiting for him
The locks didn’t exactly help when they could get through the vents, but he smiled.
“Oh, hello there, miss–”
His greeting was cut short when he felt a sharp prick in the side of his neck, turning his head to see the tip of her bladed tail sticking into the side of his throat. He uttered something incomprehensible in surprise, before powerful weariness overtook him, stumbling down to his knees as the tail coiled around him to stop his fall, the door hissing shut behind him automatically. The last thing he saw before passing out was the alien’s devious grin.
A while later — how long, he didn’t know — Darius awakened… and found himself trapped in a cocoon stuck to the ground. Or, a cocoon of sorts. The only part of it stuck to the floor was that which covered his torso; his legs were wrapped in bondage but not glued to the ground, and nor were the joints covered, leaving him some basic motion with his lower limbs. Naturally, his cock was exposed, but so was a strip across his chest, where his nipples were. He could squirm just a little bit, but was still entirely helpless… no doubt by design. His clothes were dumped in a messy pile near the door… and then he spied the alien, walking up to him with a sultry sway to her hips.
She was glistening between her thighs, practically sopping, and her dark nipples were completely erect, each step causing her supple breasts to bounce just that little bit, a rather hypnotic sight to say the least. He watched as she dropped to her hands and knees, her breasts sagging nicely before his eyes. His cock was standing to attention already, and he knew the alien was aware, the grin on her face widening as she approached him, straddling his hips and letting his shaft slide up between her glutes. Soft growls emanated from her throat as she licked her lips, her long tongue snaking out to slowly wave through the air, a deliberate show of her incredibly long muscle.
He wondered what her plans were… clearly, she wanted to dominate him, but how? The simple solution was she was going to ride him into a quivering mess… but he suspected there was another plan here. And indeed, there was, when she moved in close to kiss him softly, suckling on his lips as she smooched gently. He closed his eyes and returned the favour, tongue teasing at her lips. She pulled away, and he gasped, looking at her face. She was beautiful like her sisters, though there was an odd mix of deviance and affection on it, which only further excited him, each twitch of his cock causing it to rub against her sopping pussy.
How he wanted to push it inside of her… but he couldn’t in his position, even with what little range of motion he had with his hips. He gasped softly as her tongue snaked out and drew along his lips, her touch teasing and fleeting, pulling away when he tried to stretch out his own to meet hers. She chuckled, and repeatedly lowered her tongue towards his lips only to pull back whenever she was close or whenever he tried to caress the tip of hers with his. Then, she paused for a moment, ‘looking’ at him with a devious smirk… suddenly wrapping her hands around his head and forcing her long tongue deep into his mouth, her lips sealing to his as she plunged her muscle into his throat, groaning softly as she explored his gullet.
Immediately, his hips lifted a little, further pressing his cock to her soft body as his eyes rolled into the back of their sockets. Her kiss was firm, forceful, and her tongue was showing no mercy. And the way she suckled upon his lips made it feel like she was trying to suck the life out of him… it was all very erotic. She broke the kiss again, trailing her tongue out past his lips, the sensation of her slippery muscle gliding against his lips causing him to shudder, his cock twitching eagerly. She was rubbing herself to him gently, softly rocking her hips and grinding to his cock. He tried to squirm a little, if nothing else than to excite her. She grinned, and grasped his head once more, growling before kissing him, this time softer than before, though her tongue did worm its way into his mouth to tease his, her lips suckling to his mouth and her saliva leaking into his maw.
He moaned softly, even if the stimulation to his cock was limited… this aggressive, domineering kissing was arousing him to a particularly palpable margin. It was unlike anything he’d ever experienced before, even when he was first captured… but he remembered the many other things he’d tried with various xenomorphs, knowing how much they liked to experiment… within reason, of course. They wanted their partners to feel nothing but pleasure, and that suited most people just fine. It was just he figured he should’ve expected something like this… not necessarily this specific act, but something new every now and then.
Her kiss broke once more, followed by a series of soft pecks to his lips and cheeks, her tongue gently running and slithering across his countenance as her hips rocked a little bit more, rubbing to his cock and leaving it stained with her arousal. She grinned, and let her tongue slither into his mouth, her lips keeping some distance between his mouth and her own, letting her muscle coil around his own and torment it with its impressive dexterity. It was a hopeless fight, he could never win against these creatures, never hope to find a match against them… that’s why he liked them so much. They were dominant, and could very much express their superiority over their human compatriots… but through dominance was pleasure, and they would not do something that did not stimulate or arouse their partners in some way.
It made their own pleasure almost irrelevant, so long as their partner was writhing from their aggression. They seemed to really get off on that, perhaps related to their predatory streak. Her tongue retreated, and she leaned down to kiss at his neck before suckling upon it, her hands sliding away so that she could caress and hold his shoulders. He let out a shuddering sigh as her mouth played across his throat, tongue slithering across his sensitive skin. She gently nibbled on him before pulling away, suddenly and forcefully kissing him on the lips once more, pushing his head down almost uncomfortably into the metal flooring below, her tongue plunging into his throat yet again.
He rocked from side to side in his cocoon, his legs lifting upwards and causing his cock to press more firmly against her gently rubbing slit, precum beginning to ooze from his tip from the sheer arousal of this session alone. Again, the kiss broke, but this time, she forced her lips to his own almost immediately after the first, assailing him with a barrage of light and heavy kisses before she pulled away with a gasp, Darius similarly gasping from the assault. He was starting to pant, as the alien snaked her hands around his head like a predatory snake wrapping around its prey, her head looming almost menacingly over his as her tongue slipped free from her lips, wiggling slowly and deviously, like she was about to deliver the killing blow.
She began to grind against his cock a bit more vigorously, before slowly lifting her hips up until he felt his tip rubbing against her slit… and then, when he opened his mouth to gasp, she struck, her tongue plunging deep into his gullet and her lips sealing tight to his mouth, whilst her hips dropped down and her roiling pussy swallowed his cock whole, her innards clenching down around his girth whilst they rippled and squeezed relentlessly. He tensed up, his legs lifting and his fingers flexing in their prison.
This kiss was more aggressive than all the others that came before, her tongue bulging out his neck, Darius almost choking on her muscle and her gagging from the lack of concentration, though his reflex was pretty much non-existent. She started rolling her hips as well, letting her crotch press to his before rising to his tip and falling back down in repeated, fluid motions. Now, he could feel the pressure rising in his loins, fighting to burst free from his depths. His cock throbbed in her pussy, the vigorously squeezing walls threatening to milk him of every drop. He couldn’t resist this, not when her current kiss was robbing him of all his willpower. He squirmed helplessly, the alien suckling and drawing his very breath from his lungs, or at least, that’s how it felt to him. He could barely breathe, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. This was it. She was going to take him now, and there was nothing he could do to stop it… he moaned into her mouth, a gargled sound thanks to her tongue in his throat.
And then, he bucked upwards, hard as he could, into her crotch. His eyes rolled even further as his ropes of seed filled her depths, the alien tightening her grip and forcing her hips down to pin his to the ground. He shuddered and twitched, feeling like she was sucking the last of his life out of him. Pleasure burned his skin and his eyes almost began to water. Then, she gave mercy, pulling her lips free and her tongue with them, a gasp leaving Darius’ mouth as he was finally freed from the confines of her draining mouth. He panted as he clawed back breath, his cock meekly pulsing as the final timid spurts of seed emptied into her nethers, his cock spent for this round at least. He remained inside of her, the both of them still and resting, though she was no doubt ready and recovered well before he was. He shifted about in his cocoon, and then laid eyes on the xenomorph’s visage, seeing what she had planned next.
“Well, miss~? I’m not going anywhere,” he joked, knowing he was at her mercy for now, and not in a position to take the lead.
The alien smirked at him and then quickly pecked him on the lips, a far cry from the domineering lip locks she had prior subjected him to, leaving him to moan and shiver in the aftermath. She then giggled, and proceeded to sit up, rising off of his cock with a slick sound and letting his semen dribble out from her sex. She then let her tail brush against his erection as she walked off, leaving him confused and wondering what she was up to. She entered his bathroom, and after a few moments, she returned, her pussy looking wetter than before, with not a drop of his cum to be seen. Darius realised she’d cleaned herself out… but why?
Then she began precisely jabbing her tail’s tip at the space between his arms and his body, breaking the cocoon around his arms until they were freed, the alien pulling the rest of it away with her hands. He was still bound to the floor, but now he had free motion of his arms… and he saw why, as the alien moved to straddle his face, planting her legs either side of his head and dropping her wet slit down upon his lips. She ‘looked’ down upon him, her tail moving to coil around his cock, gently pumping his erection as she sat upon his face, licking her lips.
Darius moaned softly, and then brought his hands to her hips, both grasping them and massaging them as he stuck his tongue upwards against her pussy, stroking her slit up and down with a curling motion. She crooned softly in response, and began to slowly rock her hips back and forth, rolling them to his mouth. He did his best to latch onto her clitoris, suckling upon the nub and gently rolling it between his teeth. A growling hiss left her lips in response, a sure sign of her delight. Was she planning on making him bring her to climax? She hadn’t experienced her own orgasm before, and though it was stimulating, her tailjob was not vigorous enough to slowly drive him closer to orgasm.
So, he concluded she wanted her fair share now, and he was more than happy to provide, letting his tongue up in the drone’s inky depths, the dark flesh of the alien creature contrasting with the bright lights of his quarters… she seemed so shiny, even from his current position. Her skin glistened in the light, and it gave her an enticing, seductive splendour that was hard to ignore for him… she truly was a beautiful, exotic creature. She smiled, and let her lanky, sharp fingertips rake through his hair softly, the alien teasing him gently with each touch of her hand.
He groaned as her tail tightened around his cock, but she pumped no quicker than before, trying not to bring him to climax immediately… she wanted him to cum on her terms, and not with this motion. What she was doing with her tail was simply to keep him hard, stimulated, and of course, flustered. He groaned again, and attacked her clit with a sudden barrage from his tongue, swirling the muscle around the nub and suckling upon her vulva. Her juices were not sweet, compared to her other bodily fluids. They were almost identical to that of a human woman’s, but that didn’t dissuade him… it was the pleasured hisses and the twitches she made that drove him, and the feel of her quivering walls around his invading muscle.
He wondered if this was how the aliens felt, and if this was how the creatures saw sex with their partners… he couldn’t deny that it felt nice, that her reactions were tantalising to him. He left her clit alone and teased it instead with his nose, suckling to her vulva more directly, and plunging his tongue into her depths and waggling it about from side to side, curling the tip of her tongue and tracing the various grooves and contours within her depths. She squeezed strongly, far stronger than any human could with only a tongue to stretch them out. He massaged her hips, before sliding her hands around to her rump, digging his fingers into her glutes and kneading her globes and prompting her to moan softly.
Then he had an idea; if his task was to make her cum, then what better way than to… add to the stimulation. One of his hands slid further across her glute, before slipping beneath her tail until his index fingertip teased at her sphincter. She twitched in response, then grinned at him deviously. He wasted no further time, gently stroking the ring of muscle and gauging her reactions. All were positive, the Drone gasping and hissing in delight. He didn’t know why he was being so careful; teasing was one thing, but he feared upsetting her. But these aliens were incredibly difficult to upset, and in their eyes, anal sex wasn’t a ‘fetish’ as it were. They loved it, but it was commonplace for them, and they were very good at taking hard loads.
He grinned against her vulva, and then pushed his finger against her sphincter, just briefly. Then, he pulled his hand away from her rear and awkwardly brought it to his face, pressing a pair of fingers down between his lips and her nether folds, getting the two digits nice and slick before he returned them to her anus… and now lubricated, he began to push them inside of her depths, feeling her walls contract around his fingers, flexing briefly, and then loosening to the right amount so that she wasn’t loose at all, but wasn’t so tight that he wasn’t able to push deep. The amount of muscle control these aliens had was nothing short of incredible, and they used it to great effect… Darius had seen men reduced to a blubbering mess, panting and with faces slack with ecstasy thanks to their stimulation. And he’d been in the position himself.
He eventually got into a groove, pumping his fingers in and out of her anus, all the way from his tips, to the knuckles, plunging his digits into her depths repeatedly, stretching her a little where he could and doing his best to stimulate her. He was making some headway, as the alien’s quivering had increased, and her crooning of pleasure was growing more erotic and twisted with growling delight. She began to gyrate her hips atop of him, such that he could feel her glutes rubbing and sliding across the lower parts of his face. He shook his head so he could wiggle his nose to her clit, further stimulating the xenomorph.
She leaked profusely into his mouth, and it was difficult for him to get breaths between the gulps of her fluids, but he managed, not wishing to disappoint his mate, even as her tail continued to stroke him without letting him go or letting him get any closer to orgasm… she would provide that for him later. More and more, he thrashed his tongue about in her depths, trying to find her enigmatic ‘G-Spot’… for Xenomorphs, it almost seemed like that could’ve been their entire body. They didn’t process pleasure like humans did. Similarly, but in a way that made him almost envious. He struggled meekly, if nothing else than to stir up her instincts, remembering a ‘hunt’ he participated in… they enjoyed the chance to be predators, pouncing their prey and ‘devouring’ them with lustful aggression.
But it was he who was doing the devouring right now, suckling the alien’s depths and drawing all the fluids he could into his mouth… until, given warning by the light spasming of her walls, she suddenly shuddered, screeching out as orgasm wracked her form, clenching her legs around his head and pushing her hips down upon his face, splashing out juices into his mouth. He bucked himself, simply out of instinct, squirming around like thrashing prey caught in a trap. Her orgasm was prolonged, and he helped to draw it out, writhing his tongue about in her depths until she finally calmed down from her explosive finale. She went limp atop of him, her hands holding onto his head for leverage and support. From there, her pants subsided relatively quickly, the alien already recovered and raring to go. Darius knew what they were like, and they were rather good at taking pleasure and then recovering from it as if nothing had happened… though one would certainly feel the aftermath, their thighs and groin stained with their fluids.
The alien stood up, lifting away from Darius’ mouth with a few droplets falling upon his lips. He smiled and grinned at the devious creature, licking his lips before she moved to bend over, and start tearing off the rest of his cocoon, freeing him. He wasn’t sure if the dominant part of this encounter was over, but whatever the case, the cocoon part was. She smiled, and then led him to his bedroom, her tail still coiled tightly around his cock, an effective enough leash as any. He shivered as she brought him to her bed, and then wiggled a little when she placed him on the edge of his bed, legs over the side and facing her. The Xenomorph’s tail uncoiled from around his cock, his member throbbing with need. And from there, she crouched, until her head was level with his member… and her lips were able to plant soft kisses to his shaft. He let out a pant, and watched as the alien gently licked and kissed his cock. Her hands grasped his thighs so she could spread his legs, providing her with better access to his manhood.
She grinned again, and began to apply long, luscious strokes of her muscle to his mast. He twitched and bucked, pants leaving his mouth as she slowly licked him, sometimes with long, broad strokes, and other times, with a flickering, constantly curling tip that made him shiver. Her technique often changed, ensuring he was never hit with the same sensation for too long, always shifting places, always altering method, giving old methods a new place to attack, and vice versa. He squirmed, watching his mate go slow or fast, or somewhere in between. One broad stroke found itself drawing up from his root to his tip, and he felt such a lick applied to every side of his cock until it was completely slick with her saliva. And then, she began to trace his veins and his other contours, and even the underside of his glans. His cock throbbed, but whenever she felt like she was going too fast, she cut back on her efforts, not wanting to make him cum too soon.
Darius simply didn’t want this oral assault to stop. He reached out and caressed the smooth, elongated and semi-translucent chitinous dome that stretched from the front of her head all the way to the back of her elongated skull. She was odd from this angle, but still quite beautiful. He couldn’t see her brain; beneath the dome was a jagged, rough-surfaced skull that seemed devoid of anything organic outside of it. It was surreal, but the feeling of her tongue and lips to his manhood was more than enough to make him cast aside the feelings of unease looking at the top of her head gave him… not that he had many these days, after spending so much time with them. He appreciated every aspect of them, and had no misgivings about their appearance or demeanour… they were more complicated than simple sex-crazed nymphos.
Not that it was the case right now, with this alien polishing his cock with her slippery tongue and slick lips. She slurped and groaned around his shaft, her growls of delight sending tantalising vibrations throughout his cock, causing him to shudder as her lips and tongue thrummed to his flesh. His tip swelled firmly, and some precum beaded on the tip. The alien brought her attention to his glans, and let her tongue swirl over the tip, lapping up the tasty treat. She licked and lapped, and then she dropped down to his root, twisting her head to one side and slipping his cock between her now vertical lips, and slowly she slid her oral folds up to his tip and back down again.
She repeated this a few times, to different sides of his cock, before she dropped down to his root once more… and let her lips clasp around his testicles, the alien suckling upon his scrotum and tugging on his sack, her tongue juggling the orbs within and teasing him wherever possible. She murmured in delight, like his entire set of genitals was a delicious treat for her to suckle upon. It was probably sweet to her, and he didn’t care if it wasn’t; because she clearly didn’t care if it wasn’t delicious either. She shifted about and changed the side she suckled his balls from, twisting her head a little and flickering her tongue against his sack. He tilted his head back, and held onto hers with both hands, fingers slipping down the sides to caress the odd chitin-like skin that covered the sides of her head behind her soft, feminine cheeks.
It was odd to say the least, but she crooned in response, and anything that seemed to make her happy was more than a good thing in Darius’ books. He continued to caress her as she feasted upon his testicles, before the alien slipped her lips up to tease his shaft once more, drawing her tongue slowly from root tip, and then back down to suckle upon his testicles… only this time, her tongue slithered forth from past her tightly sealed lips, coiling up his erection like a tentacle, the tip winding its way to his glans… before it began to twist about in a circular manner, as well as contract and expand, pumping his cock and stroking him in the most tantalising manner. He shifted about as he felt her tongue tease the underside of his corona, so very sensitive and vulnerable. He felt like he would cum from this alone, but her stroking wasn’t fast or vigorous enough for that to be the case… no doubt, she wanted to finish him off deep inside her mouth.
He knew how they operated, how they preferred things; they often liked their male partners releasing their loads deep inside their bodies. The very act and feel of something ejaculating into any of their orifices was practically orgasmic. In some cases, it was almost paralytic for them. He once heard one of his colleagues remark that, ‘they treat their cocks like stingers and their cum like venom’ from his observations of how they behaved and ‘fought’ each other down in their hive. Which is odd considering they possessed stingers themselves in the tips of their tail. He put aside those thoughts to enjoy the pleasure the alien was enacting upon his cock, slowly stroking his length with her coiled tongue from root to tip, expanding and contracting her tongue repeatedly until she finally unwound her muscle from his cock, releasing his now sopping testicles, and bringing her lips to his tip.
From there, she slid her oral folds over his glans, slowly suckling on the tip or bobbing her lips up and down his glans, whatever her whim was from one second to the next. And then, she slowly pushed down, her tongue coiling about his cock yet again the deeper she dropped until her lips pressed to his groin. And from there, she started to bob, stroking his cock with her tongue whilst her lips slid over her muscle and the gaps between its coils, the sensation of her lips gliding over his flesh more delightful than he was ready to admit. He always thought he’d get used to their techniques… he never did. She bobbed her lips up and down his shaft, tongue stroking him endlessly and squeezing out his precum. She twisted her lips from left to right in a circular reciprocating motion, twisting up and down his mast before angling his cock to push into the wet flesh of her inner cheek, bulging out her outer cheek most obscenely.
She took his cock at all manner of angles, whilst her tongue sometimes slithered further to coil around his testicles. He panted lustfully, his hands going to the edge of the bed for support… and then, he felt her inner maw suddenly clasp around his glans, and slowly start to swallow his girth. This was it. This was the technique that would finish him. He’d felt it before, and there was absolutely nothing he could do to resist once her inner mouth and head started to move in careful synchronisation; her lips, pressing to his crotch, prompted her inner maw to pull back, her lips following suite half a second or so later, until only his glans remained trapped inside both her inner mouth and her lips… then her lips moved first, her secondary maw following after, squeezing tightly and making her tongue coil and uncoil constantly from around his cock as it was retracted back into the secondary mouth and unwound, making it feel like her tongue never left his cock.
He shuddered and squirmed as he felt the pressure within his loins begin to build. Darius was close, and the alien knew it, constantly wrapping her tongue around his cock whenever she could and giving his mast a short, firm stroke before it was pulled back into her inner maw. Sometimes, she stopped her head, her lips wrapped around his root whilst her inner mouth pumped up and down relentlessly. Precum oozed into the creature’s throat, before she returned to her previous action.
He suddenly bucked upwards with a loud cry, moaning in ecstasy as her voracious fellatio brought him over the edge. He slammed his crotch into her face, and her hands moved to wrap around his hips, holding him tightly as she started drinking his seed like his spasming cock was a straw, pumping his thick loads into her mouth, the xenomorph greedily gulping his essence down. His knuckles almost turned white with how tightly he gripped the edge of the bed, the alien feeling like a leach, sapping him of every last drop of sperm. He began to shiver as the ejaculation continued, until he finally stopped, a few final dregs dribbling into her mouth and onto her waiting tongue as he fell backwards onto the bed, groaning in bliss.
The alien’s efforts slowed down, but the torture was not over yet. She suckled a little bit longer, bobbing her head softly from root to tip before releasing his mast, slowly and softly licking it as she cleaned his cock of every bit of residual cum that stained it. Eventually, she finished her task, leaving his manhood a glistening spire that caught the glow of his bedroom’s ceiling light. She ‘eyed’ it with a hungry expression, but then she ‘looked’ at him and smiled warmly. This time, she moved to rotate Darius until he was lying on his bed properly… and she straddled his hips, sliding his cock up between her glutes, tightly clenched to give a nice grip. He sighed out and laid on the bed, letting her do as she pleased, but this time, he found her grasping his wrists… and bringing them to her hips.
He blinked at first, and then smiled, taking a firmer grip on her hips as he started to move his hips up and down, guiding her up and down as well. She may have been on top, but she was giving him some control now… and he took the opportunity, grinding his cock between her tightly clenching glutes, the saliva from her previous fellatio giving him all the lubrication he needed to pump his cock against her ass cheeks smoothly. It made him moan, but he knew he couldn’t be satisfied with just her rump… Darius wanted that extra treat, aligning his cock with her anus, the tip pressing enticingly to her sphincter. The alien hissed softly, and gyrated her hips so her entrance rubbed teasingly to his glans. It made him grunt, and then chuckle as he caressed her stomach and her outer thighs.
“You’re a little minx, aren’t you?” he remarked, prompting her to giggle and growl playfully in response. But, he had a bit more control this time, and once he was satisfied he’d teased her enough as well… he began tugging down on her hips, and pushing up his cock against her ass. She didn’t resist, and soon, he was sliding into her rear with only her spittle for lubrication… of course, xenomorph saliva was slightly oily, and she’d left quite a profuse amount on his cock. Plus, their asses were self-lubricating as well… no need for preparation.
She sunk down upon his mast, the alien growling and groaning in pleasure as his cock stuffed her passage, her walls tightly clenching the shaft in her depths. Darius moaned in response, his face flushed redder than ever. Her rear then came to rest upon his crotch, and the both sighed out in response, as if feeling relief for something… but there was only a moment of inactivity, before Darius began pumping his alien lover up and down his shaft, the alien rocking her hips and lifting her legs to assist him. She was squeezing tightly, though, and it made it difficult; they could practically trap a man in their ass. Darius surged through the difficulty, bucking his hips to meet her downwards motions, his hands gripping her hips tightly and picking up speed.
He continuously sighed out thanks to the pleasure he was feeling, the lubrication of his cock making it easier to slide in and out of her depths. He soon had her rump slapping down upon his crotch, ringing out throughout the room and filling his ears with a most alluring sound. He panted, lifting his torso up, using her hips for leverage, watching her pussy leak profusely onto his groin, and seeing his cock appear and promptly disappear over and over again into her voracious ass, swallowing him repeatedly and crushing his manhood between her tight-squeezing walls. He almost felt a suction from the way she seemed to clench and loosen her muscles around his shaft, but he couldn’t be certain. It wasn’t like what she could do with her pussy at least.
He was oozing precum all the same, further lubricating her innards with his profuse leakages, his cock capable of releasing much more than normal, a mutation of sorts along with a few other… ‘beneficial’ tweaks his body had received since meeting these aliens. Including a slightly thicker cock, and more noticeable sexual stamina. He wouldn’t say no to any of these things. The alien then reached down to snake a hand around behind his head, the other sliding around behind his shoulders, pulling him up closer until he was able to feel her erect nipples grazing along his lips. The Drone pressed her teat to Darius’ lips insistently, and he soon understood her request, opening up his mouth and clasping it around the cap of her breast, tongue assaulting her nipple with lustful desire. Immediately, he was rewarded with a flow of milk that was already quite thick. He gulped down her creamy nectar with ravenous hunger, the sound of his drinking quite audible. She had a lot to give, and he wasn’t going to miss out on any of it.
He continued to thrust into her ass as best he could, but it wasn’t easy to keep this up, not with the distraction of her breast milk taking away his focus. He twisted his lips against her teat, and circled his tongue to her areola, tugging on her mound and drawing more of her delicious milk from her depths. His cock seemingly grew harder than before, and he was more than happy to pick up the pace as best he could. She shuddered atop of him, seemingly close to an orgasm, more fluids leaking profusely from her pussy. He knew she would cum when he did, but he wanted her to ‘endure’ for her climax as he often did… so he held out as long as possible, driving her hips up and down and coaxing her to gyrate them in a circular fashion, twisting his penis about and adding to the stimulation… an odd choice when he was trying to endure, but where was the fun in that if it meant reducing the stimulation?
He lasted long enough for him to release the first breast and latch onto the second, gulping down the milk that flowed forth into his mouth. His arms slid further up her body, until they were wrapped around her chitinous back. He explored her odd contours, the rigid plates that formed her still quite flexible carapace in places, along with the odd protrusions that hinged on her back, flanking her spine and just beneath her shoulders. He traced the unique textures she had, the bumps and the grooves and the hard edges. It wasn’t her soft parts, to be sure, but he found he was equally enthralled by the alien side of her… it may not have had its erotic quality, but just feeling and exploring her body in this sort of intimacy was erotic all its own.
Of course, he couldn’t keep this up for long, the pressure building in his loins once more. His balls throbbed and tugged upwards towards his body, a sign of his approaching orgasm. Fortunately, she was getting close as well, judging from the way she was starting to shake and twitch. He increased the effort, beginning to thrust more aggressively into her anus until he couldn’t hold out any longer… and nor could she. The two of them let their cries of ecstasy mingle as Darius thrust hard into his mate’s anus, pumping thick, hot seed into her passage, whilst she squeezed down hard and shuddered, gripping him tightly and forcing his face into her cleavage, her breasts practically wrapping around his head as juices splashed over his crotch, staining his skin with her erotic discharge. His balls throbbed with each spurt of seed he emptied into her ass, but began to calm down eventually. The two of them remained locked in embrace, panting once their mutual orgasms came to a close, though as usual, the xenomorph recovered first, grinning at him and pulling him free of her cleavage, tilting his head upwards with a soft touch, smiling and licking his lips.
“Mmph… had fun~?” Darius asked. She nodded slowly, and then hugged him close once more, the two staying like that until Darius had recovered. The man had a boost of energy thanks to her breastmilk, a rather invigorating substance. So, the alien pulled off of him, causing him to wince from the feeling of his cock being tugged by her retreating walls. It popped free, with some semen dribbling out onto his shaft before she cut off the flow with an impressive clench. He could’ve only imagined how much that might’ve hurt if she exercised that much strength whilst he was inside her… but they only inflicted the kind of pain people were into. She smiled at him, and then she laid herself down upon her back, her tail sweeping him off the bed and onto his feet.
He almost yelped at the sudden, rather unceremonious dumping, but when he saw her lying there, legs wide and her fingers spreading her pussy folds… he couldn’t complain. Vigour surged through his cock as the alien invited him into her embrace, one hand beckoning to him seductively. He wasted no further time, crawling between her legs, the alien bringing her hands away from her pussy as she had no further need to entice him. She let her arms drape loosely over his back once he slid up her body, Darius purposely pressing his torso to her own so he could feel that smooth skin caressing his, his chest coming to rest upon her bosom and his cock prodding against her entrance, soaked with her arousal.
“Fuck… you’ve got me hooked…” he said, and she simply giggled, raking a hand through his hair before she pulled him into a soft, loving kiss. Their tongues mingled in each other’s mouths, but it wasn’t an aggressive assault as before. Sometimes, they enjoyed the simpler things. He tasted nothing of himself from her previous fellatio… she’d probably been cleaning her mouth of everything since, a consideration he was glad she had. But he wished to waste no more time, and nor did she, the alien breaking the kiss and loosely wrapping her legs around his waist, loosely tugging on his hips to encourage him into action.
He obliged, and after grinding and rubbing his cock to her slit, sliding his length along her gash until it was soaked, he aligned his length with her entrance… and slowly pushed inside, Darius groaning from the feeling of those textured, tightly squeezing walls once more embracing and ensnaring his malehood. They were bred to breed, to milk men dry and extract their essence with almost unfathomable efficiency… but they weren’t cold and heartless breeding machines. They may have lacked warm bodies, but they were vigorous and passionate, loving and devoted, dominating and submissive, sex with them was something wondrous… Darius felt like he was falling in love with them all over again each time he had sex with them.
He blushed at the somewhat corny internal admission, but he returned his focus to his mate, and began to roll his hips, plunging his penis in and out of her snatch slowly, until only his tip remained inside and until his hips had meshed with her own. He panted as he remained at this steady pace, simply feeling her touch and the impossible tightness that squeezed his cock, the textures of her walls stimulating him gently, hitting his every nerve. He panted, and began to pick up speed, until his hips were softly slapping against the alien’s pussy, the creature hissing softly and letting her tongue curl in the air near his face. His warmth had heated up her body, and every aspect of her twitched and reacted with liveliness that so thoroughly enticed him.
Darius let his hands play across the sides of the alien’s elongated head, tracing the textures of the conduit-like grooves that flowed over her neck and into her head, the smooth dome atop of her skull, until his fingers came to tease over her soft lips… the alien slipping them inside and suckling on his digits, weaving her tongue between them briefly before he pulled them free… all so he could bring his lips to hers in another intimate kiss. Her tongue was a bit more aggressive this time around, coiling around his like a snake constricting its prey… but after a few dominant strokes, she released his muscle so they could wrestle together, tasting one another and teasing each other softly. Sometimes, she broke the kiss, all to suckle on his tongue, sliding her lips up and down his outstretched muscle before pulling him into another deep kiss.
He was getting faster now, and the grip around his waist from her legs grew tighter, the alien slowly locking him into her embrace, her tail flicking about behind them both. The wet slapping resonating throughout the bedroom grew louder and more frequent, whilst the alien’s growls emanated into his mouth. He was throbbing, and she was twitching, but neither wanted to cum just yet, their hands exploring each other’s upper bodies, Darius tracing her unique contours, the alien outlining his spine and shoulder bones with soft, fleeting touches with the razor-sharp tips of her lanky digits. She could’ve easily cut into his flesh, but all she did was apply an almost ticklish pressure… until the arousal got the better of her and she started to grip onto him tightly, slightly digging her fingers in and causing his back to bleed from several shallow cuts… but he didn’t mind.
He himself tightened his grip on her, wrapping his arms around her back as he pushed himself deeper into the kiss, one of her hands sliding up his neck to grasp the back of his head, keeping him firmly locked to her lips. He was slamming against her now, the powerful smacks of their colliding hips echoing throughout the room, but he found his range of motion soon being restricted as the xenomorph slowly closed her legs together tight, further tightening the ‘noose’ around his waist until he was left with short, sharp and rapid thrusts, the alien’s pussy quivering around his cock and further enhancing the stimulation… until, without warning, the two of them came, the alien tightening her legs as much as possible and fully drawing Darius into her sex.
He shuddered atop of the spasming alien as juices splashed against his groin, his cock flooded in and his body twitching unnaturally, like a prey animal caught in a predator’s grasp and delivered a killing dose of venom, her tight embrace leaving him to twitch and hump into the alien’s milking pussy with short, sharp humps. She screeched into his mouth, causing his skull to reverberate, but he barely noticed. He simply moaned into hers and felt his tongue’s tip tease across the mandibles of her inner mouth, similarly open in ecstasy. Eventually, the two calmed down together, the alien loosening her grip and Darius going limp atop of her.
They stayed like that for a while, the two of them kissing softly after they had recovered a little, enjoying the intimacy a little while longer, before they went still, simply basking in one another’s company, Darius resting his head in the crook of her neck. She crooned softly and licked her lips as she caressed his head, and slowly unwrapped her legs from around his waist. He pulled free, semen dripping onto the bed. He’d have to get that cleaned, but it wasn’t a major issue… he was happy with the mess as long as it was from such passion.
Eventually, however, the alien seemed to think they needed to unwind from each other, as she pushed him off gently, Darius rolling into a seated position and looking at the alien as she stretched, glistening seductively in the light. She hissed out, and then turned to face him, breasts stained with her milk, and as perfect as ever. He couldn’t help but ogle.
“You’re beautiful,” he said. She smiled, and leaned down to kiss him softly, before she motioned to the door, making apologetic gestures, effectively saying she had to leave.
“No hard feelings… I gotta go get some food anyways. Milk or not, I’m starving,” he assured.
She smiled, and with one final kiss, she made her way out of the room. Darius smiled as he watched her ass sway as she left, and then laid back on the bed, hearing the door open, folding his arms beneath his head.
“Now this is the fucking life,” he remarked.
A little while later, Darius dressed himself, after cleaning himself up a little, and stretched as he exited his quarters, tokens in his pockets for the Colony’s food stocks. He yawned, his little lovemaking session with his alien friend wearing him out, even if he did have a good serving of her milk. However, as he began to leave, he noticed the door to the quarters next to his was open. Curious, he wandered over, knocking quietly to see if anyone was home; it was odd to see these doors open.
His only response was a barely audible ‘sshhh’. His curiosity even more piqued, he quietly ventured inside, noticing the bench near the kitchenette was strewn with various papers and booklets about babies. He followed his instinct, going to the open door that led to the bedroom… and saw the xenomorph he had just had sex with, cradling a swaddled baby. She emanated soft, soothing crooning sounds that he’d not heard before, and she rocked the baby back and forth in her arms.
Darius was taken aback, but he couldn’t stifle the enormous smile that spread across his lips; there was no lust on her face. No mischievous grin, no teasing smirk, no enticing lip lick. There was only this warm, loving, maternal smile. He spied the baby’s cheeks, and noticed dried tears; it’d been crying at some point… and here came this unusual, admittedly intimidating alien… and there was a gentleness that it never exercised with most other people it met. There was only love for this baby, a desire to comfort, nurture and protect. And it made Darius smile.
This was all the proof he needed to have hope for the future with these wonderful beings.
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And so ends the Xenophilia Series. I hope you enjoyed reading through them and gave you many erotic visuals. From this point onward, my submissions will likely be fewer and further between, but I shall continue to write smut on the weekends, so do look forward to that, and thank you for reading Xenophilia.