Aliens Do Anal Again

Kelly is bored with her job as a customs clerk on a lonely planet, light years away from the nearest human company and three months away from getting laid. It's lucky, then, that her alien colleague Zeldon has plenty of ways of satisfying her, especially when he puts his tentacles to good use - and when he invites her to a special pleasure party and introduces her to some of his alien friends, the fun really starts.

Advisory: This short but scorching story (3000 words) contains graphic descriptions of menage oral and anal sex with horny aliens and is not suitable for under-18s!

Extract

"Welcome," said Zeldon, helping her from the cab. "You are the first human to enter the Antimon Temple of Love."

They entered the crowded room, and Kelly's nerves suddenly evaporated. She was instantly the center of attention as Zeldon's friends surrounded them, stroking her hair with fascination and asking her questions. Zeldon handed her a glass of a delicious pink drink which made her feel wonderfully relaxed.

They headed to one of the booths around the side of the room with two of Zeldon's friends, males of about his age. In the booths around them, she could see bodies writhing together and the air was heavy with sex. She couldn't believe she felt so unselfconscious in a room full of mating Antimon, and she couldn't wait to get started.

She shot Zeldon a questioning look, and he nodded. He had reassured her that because the Antimon attached no social stigma to their pleasurable mating ritual, it would not cause any friction between him and his friends.

She shyly took the hand of the smaller of the two.

"My name's Polidro," he said, his voice rough with lust, and he snaked one of his four flexible arms around her waist, drawing her in close to him for a kiss so wickedly decadent that she nearly came on the spot. Her lips parted and his tongue flicked around inside her mouth so skilfully and insistently that she felt like fainting with desire.

He gently laid her out on the seat of the booth, parting her legs and scrutinizing her as though she was a piece of fine art that he had just acquired. Zeldon and his other friend sat the other side of the booth. She could see Zeldon panting and rubbing his primary cock, aroused by the thought of what Polidro was about to do to her.

A tentacle shot from the end of one of Polidro's four arms and drew down the zip of her dress in an instant before snaking around her back and whipping off her bra in a practiced move.

"How did you learn to do..." she began, but he silenced her with another of his insanely hot kisses before his foot-long tongue shot out and began caressing her soft breasts, making her sigh with pleasure.

He trailed his tongue down the length of her body, pausing at her white panties before gently drawing them off over her slim hips. Out of the corner of her eye, she could feel a crowd gathering to watch, and instead of inhibiting her, the sexual tension rising in the room made her so wet that her pussy was dripping juices all over the red leatherette of the booth.