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Gorgos found it pleasantly odd that this female had such soft flesh and, particularly, those large, soft globes on her chest. Globes with little nubs that became firm, almost as hard as pebbles, while his hands explored them. Much nicer than the scales he expected on a females skin, and rather arousing, he thought, as the soft flesh of his hands roamed over them, squeezing and pulling on the,

Her struggles, too, were arousing, but far less violent and aggressive than he was used to with his kind. But there was one aspect of this human female’s behavior that seemed the same as the females of his species. The sounds of her pleading and whining were almost a perfect match to the utterances of a female of his species when she had given up and was ready to submit to her lustful mate. And that signal had the usual effect on him, a male of his species.

He lifted the diminutive female by the waist, forced her legs apart, and pulled her onto him, her legs opened wide around his hips. His now-stiff-and-dripping sexual organ was poised where he expected her sexual aperture to be located. He thrust, and found it was there. The thrust drove the exposed tip of his penile organ into Kimberley’s vaginal vestibule, stretching her hole to accommodate the four inches plus of his swollen cock. Another thrust, and he rammed it in another seven inches, the scales on his shaft abrading the walls of the scientist’s canal and the tip straining against the rear wall of her wet cunt. He drew back a couple of inches, and drove again, stretching her sheath another three inches into her abdomen.

He breathing grew heavier and faster; he was almost panting. His tongue was going wild, squeezing her neck, then loosening, again and again as its forked tip twisted and twirled ecstatically inside her mouth. He held her tight around the waist and pulled her towards himself as he thrust again. A deep roar came from his throat as the whole fourteen inches of his cock drove inside her.

 

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The scream. That was it. That was so close to the sound the female of his species made when the male was in the right place. Gorgos roared again in lustful satisfaction.

He held Kimberley tight in place as he pumped his organ slowly inside her, just a few inches back and forth. It felt so good to him, better than his species. Her sex canal was tight around the sensitive head of his penile organ, much tighter than he’d ever experienced. Tight, but soft and velvety. He was growing very fond of his human female, and he hoped she was having as much carnal pleasure as was he.

Perhaps she was, as long as she could withstand the stretching of his massive cock inside her. Yes, nice, slow, gentle strokes deep n her, rougher scales rubbing on her vaginal walls, and, most of all, a large bump on the top of his shaft, just about an inch or so from its base. A bump that was known to provide the females he knew with intense sexual climaxes by massaging the roof of their canals, just inside the entrance, where there was a mass of sensory nerves. Pleasure sensors. Gorgos wondered if this species had such a spot. He was near to his climax and hoped to feel hers along with his own.

 

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Gorgos wondered what was wrong; he’d never had a female not climax when mating with him. Was it him? Or her? All he felt was a shuddering in her body and a gasp on her breath, and that was five times. He couldn’t hold his own climax in much longer, but where was hers? Where was her screaming and kicking and pounding him with her hands? Was she really that hard to please.

No, he couldn’t hold it; he had to climax no matter. He lifted her slightly from the floor with one arm around her waist in back while the other continued to grope those soft orbs on her chest. Then he drew his penile organ all the way back, almost out of her sex canal, and drove it back in again, fast an hard. Over and over, thrusting in so his organ ridged up her abdomen as it went all the way inside her. Over and over until, at last, he roared. His back arched, driving him even deeper inside her, and his organ erupted, spewing a quart of green sex fluid into her canal. Not just fluid. His reproductive cells were there as well, a dozen of them, like two-inch long tadpoles, squirming and swimming around in search of her oviducts.

Gorgos took a deep breath and let Kimberley fall softly to the floor as he slowly withdrew his organ, savoring the tightness of her canal.

 

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It was unfortunate that the seed of the reptilian were so fragile, crumbling into microscopic dust as soon as they dried out; they would have been useful in studying the nature of that alien.

There were others in the data base, though, other alien life forms. It seems that earth is a popular spot for space travelers. The next two in the files were particularly interesting.

One was very similar to an earthly crustacean, almost lobster-like, and nearly six feet long. A hard segmented and jointed exoskeleton with five jointed legs per side, each ending in a bifurcate ‘foot,’ and a larger appendage on each side near the end of the cephalothorax, and each terminating in a large ‘claw.’ The carapace covered the whole body, except for the four eye stalks at the anterior end of the creature. Not knowing much about its habits and capabilities, it was locked in a plexiglass cage

The other was described solely as ‘a blob,’ just a mass of apparent protoplasm enclosed in a pliable membrane, much like a giant amoeba. It responded to heat, stretching itself out towards any source of warmth. It was about a foot in diameter, and kept on a pedestal in a cold room, where the low temperature kept it in a ball shape, presumably to conserve heat.

 

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Folyami-Rak eyed the human as she entered his cell, tilting his head so his four stalked eyes could take in all aspects of this member of his captor’s species. His two primary eyes had receptors for the wavelengths that were visible to the humans; his other eyes took in both infrared and ultraviolet emissions. Like the others, this one had no carapace; just a soft and fragile shell covering most of the dermis. Infrared, though, showed significant differences between this one and those that had captured and imprisoned him. The others had elongated soft organs dangling between their hind appendages, while this one only had folds of skin at that junction and a very warm nub within the folds. If this species was anything at all like his, the others were male and this specimen was female. The thought that it might be a female aroused him, and he felt a swelling beneath the plates than covered his mating organ.

He did his best to appear non-threatening, hoping the human would come closer, close enough for him to pounce and pin it to the floor of his cell. Capturing it would serve two purposes: he could examine it to find any weaknesses his captors had and, if it were female, he could experience sex with this exotic earth species.

He lowered his eye and curled his tail segments beneath him, the pose of peace that his species used to show they meant no harm. Would the human understand it and be drawn closer?

 

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The human moved closer, right up to him; his ruse had worked. But just as he was about to pounce, the human stroked his third leg. All thought of pouncing dissipated in a fog of pleasure.

“Aaahhh,” Folyami-Rak hissed to himself at a lower frequency than the humans could hear. “That feels so good. How did she know about that? Or was it an accident?”

“She must know,” he thought; “now she’s doing it faster.”

Where Folyami-Rak came from, stroking a male’s third leg was about the most salacious thing a female could do. Males loved it; their third legs flanked their mating organ, and any stimulation caused the leg to swell, and the swelling pressed on the main bundle of male pleasure nerves. And those nerves were connected directly to the root of the mating organ. Proper males and females mated with the female rolling over on her back and the male straddling her, touching her only with his organ. But when a male’s third legs were stroked, he lost all control and all decorum. He’d be the one to roll over on his back as the arousal stiffened his organ and forced it out from under the protective scute. That’s when a filthy-minded female could take full advantage of him, playing with his organ any way she wanted as he writhed in pleasure and ultimately mounting him so his corkscrew shaped mating organ could enter her sheath, twisting and turning to pleasure her in every corner of her mating canal.

He couldn't hold back any longer. Folyami-Rak shuddered and rolled over on his back, offering Kimberley full access to both his third legs as well as his mating organ, just now pushing out from his carapace.

 

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The human female was on top of him now. That was it; Folyami-rak passion couldn’t be restrained. His cork-screw mating organ was fully out and stiffened now, and his claspers had emerged on either side of it. He quickly seized her by the sides as his organ probed for her mating sheath.

It seemed impossible; her carapace was soft and slid all around, as if it wasn’t part of her body. Finally he realized it was an outer, artificial shell he was dealing with. He put his other legs to work as he held her in position with his clasping claws. His working claws, on his foremose appendages, had discover that the females face, particularly her mouth, was very sensitive and soft to the touch. And besides, what he had taken to be multiple antennae turned out to be a very soft filamentous keratin-based organ that was extremely pleasant to stroke.

He had her outer shell entirely removed now, and while his corkscrew twisted and turned, searching for her entrance, his working claws discovered a pair of soft globes on her thorax, also very nice to fondle. Each had a nub at the top that seemed to arouse her when he examined them, and he experimented with them, trying to find out what actions aroused her the most.

 

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Folyami-rak couldn’t believe how hot this human was. Soft on the surface, too, so nice to feel with his working claws, not l back home with their hard carapaces, soft only in the entrance to the oviduct. He was excited by the way she kept sliding around on top of him, her body rubbing him here and there and everywhere.

Still, though, he tried to locate her oviduct to penetrate her and get that ultimate pleasure for both of them. It was difficult with her slipping left and right and wriggling around so he had to hold her more firmly with his mating claspers. A good tight grip on her sides, and he held her there while he probed between her hind limbs for her duct.

Success! His corkscrew organ at last found her opening. He could hardly breatj with the excitement of entering her. Her oviduct wasn’t at all like the usual females. Their tubes were hard and dry, and matched th spirals of the male’s organs; her’s was soft and wide and velvety and wet and warm and . . . Folyami-rak almost passed out from the pleasure of Kimberley’s pussy. In and out and all around he pushed and pulled and turned and twisted his mating organ. It felt so good all over. It seemed also to be giving the human pleasure, and he tried his best to move his organ around in ways that pleased her. It would be so nice, he thought, if they could climax together.

 

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‘There!’ Folyami-rak thought. ‘She climaxed!’

He knew it from the convulsions of her oviduct around his inseminator, and the thought of having brought the human female to the peak of mating pleasure aroused him even more. His organ grew thicker - much thicker - the coiled tube doubling its diameter. It was good, too, that it did, for Folyam-rak was about to climax himself.

His increased arousal drove his abdominal segments to flex faster and farther with each thrust of his organ, and with each thrust the pleasure he felt from her warm velvety channel doubled. It felt incredible, and there was nothing that could stop his climax now. The first bleb of semen coursed through the twists of his organ, distending the tube to twice its thickness again, and the pleasure of his inseminator stretching her channel almost overwhelmed him.

Bleb after bleb made its way up the tube, distending it before erupting out its tip to crash like a wave against Kimberley’s cunt. He felt her trembles with the passage of each load of his seed, and he trembled in pleasure with her. By the tenth eruption, semen had flooded her oviduct so full that it began oozing out and down onto his abdomen. And then he felt it.

Her blood pressure. It dropped. Was she going to pass out? Folyami-rak was overjoyed. Having mated in this most naughty of positions and having your mate pass out from the intensity of the mating was the dream of every male of his species. And here, on this strange planet, in captivity, he was about to achieve that pinnacle of lust. He quickly wrapped all ten appendages around her, holding his human lover close so when she passed out - and it seemed absolutely sure now that she would - she would fall from him and injure herself on the hard tiled floor.

 

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“What is it Bill?” asked Dr. Matheson as he entered the seurity office.

“I’ve been reviewing some of the monitor camera files and found some interesting footage from the Yellow Zone,” Dr. Smythe responded.

“The moderately dangerous specimens?” Matheson continued.

“Yeah, Tom,” Bill said. “Take a look at this. It’s live from the Lobster Man.”

Dr. Matheson stepped up and leaned over to see the screen. There was Kimberley, his lead researcher, atop the alien, clearly having sex.

“Who’s fucking who, there, Bill,” he asked.

“Hard to tell boss, but I think she’s the instigator. This is the third alien she’s fucked. She’s done the Octopus and Iguana Man already.”

Dr. Matheson glanced back and forth from the video files to the live scene.

“That’s amazing,” he declared, “and each one she had sex with seemed to become far less aggressive.”

“That what I was thinking,” Bill said. “I wonder if it would work with the specimens in the Red Zone.”

“Could we risk letting her in with the likes of the Mantis?” wondered the research manager.

“I think we could give it a go,” opined Dr. Smythe; “after all, it is for science.”

Matheson stayed to watch Kimberley and the Lobsterman finish screwing and then he went to his office. A few keystrokes on his computer, and Kimberley now had access to the Red Zone. Only to the Red Zone. Matheson also decided he’d need someone in person to observe what might happen directly; the cc monitors had no audio component anyway. An email to Kimberley letting her know that she’d have an assistant researcher as of Monday, and everything was set. Everything, that is, except who he’d enlist as Kimberley’s assistant.

 

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“You called for me, Dr. Matheson?” asked Derrick Loomis as he entered the director’s office.

“Yes, I have a special assignment for you. Sit down and watch these security videos, then I’ll explain things.”

“Wow, Dr. Matheson,” Loomis said after the videos were finished. “That dumb cunt got her brains fucked out by three aliens. What a bimbo. Who is she?”

“That’s Dr. Kimberley Cumstrom, one of our chief researchers,” replied Matheson.

“Cumstrom?” Loomis laughed. “More like a cum storm! Those three sure had a good time with her.”

“You’re going to be her assistant.”

“You’re kidding,” Loomis protested. “She’s just a dumb cunt. I’m a better researcher than that whore.”

“Pay attention to what happened there, Derrick,” the chief chided. “Those three were in the Yellow Zone - moderately dangerous and aggressive - but you see how they calmed down once they started having sex with Dr. Cumstrom. This could be a big breakthrough.”

He shifted his chair to look directly at Loomis.

“I’ve changed her access from Green and Yellow to Red. We want to see if the same thing happens with our most aggressive specimens. But we need two things. We only have video, no audio, so we don’t know everything that went on, and we need to know if it was just that she was a woman or is there something special about her. And, if that’s the case, we need to keep her alive. I’m sure she’ll want to examine the Red Zone creatures, but I don’t want her getting killed.”

The chief went to a safe and took out something that looked like a pistol.

“You’ll take this with you whenever you and she are in the Red Zone. It’ll instantly stop any of the specimens there. You’ll meet Dr. Cumstrom in the staff lounge in an hour. Be friendly and helpful, and encourage her curiosity.”

“Is it okay if I fuck her too, chief; she’s a pretty hot piece of cunt?”

“What you and she do will be your own business.”

Loomis left and got ready for the meeting. The thought of being an assistant to any woman, let alone a slut like Kimberley, offended him, but the possibility of getting his hands on her tits and his cock in her holes gave him something to look forward to. He arrived early at the lounge and waited for his new boss to come in.

 

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Loomis didn’t have to undress Kimberley with his eyes; he’d already seen her naked. Naked and fucked by a trio of aliens. If his new boss had looked him in the eyes, though, she would have seen that he knew her in the flesh.

“Sounds good,” the assistant agreed as he rose to accompany Kimberley to her office.

He walked behind, enjoying the natural swing of her ass with each step as he plotted for how to nail her as the aliens did. He decided that, PhD or not, she was as much a bimbo as any piece of cunt. He’d play to her vanity.

“You know,” he said quietly as he closed her office door behind them. “I’ve heard things in the men’s room. You know - guys talk there as if it’s private. Maybe I shouldn’t say it, but . . .”

He hesitated a moment, and before Kimberley could say anything, he continued.

“I overheard a couple of the top scientists talking about you the other day. They said they were impressed with how your curiosity pushed to to successful work with the yellow zone specimens, and they wondered if you’d be as good in the red zone. None of the men made any headway there. If you have access to that zone, maybe they’re trying to get you to conduct research there.”

His eyes were on her cleavage, teasingly exposed by a couple of undone buttons.

 

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“Before we start,” Loomis interjected, “I really have to say something. I hope it won’t affect our working relationship.”

He paused, then continued.

“Your work is impressive, Dr. Cumstrom,” he said with his head tilted slightly down. “Actually, it’s inspiring. Many men hold a stereotypic view of intelligent women, you know, they see them as either flat as a board or undesirably overweight, and as unsexy nerds either way. I have to say, you’re an incredible disproof of those stereotypes. You are unbelievably attractive. You have a beautifully proportioned body. Great legs, curvy hips, and a fantastic bosom. And your face is mesmerizing; so pretty with such sensuous lips. Your eyes! God, what beautiful eyes you have.”

He stopped and took a deep breath.

“I’ll give you my best work, Doctor, but I’ll have to ask you to forgive me if I ogle you now and then; it’s impossible for me to ignore your looks. I’m honored to be serving as your assistant and I’m overwhelmed as a man by your stunning beauty.”

Loomis was pretty sure that flattery would get him somewhere with this hot scientist, and it would be worth it to lie about his ‘high regard’ for her work if it got him into that pussy the Yellow Zone aliens had enjoyed.

 

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“I said ‘blouse off,’ didn’t I, Dr. Cumstrom. You said you were at my command, so take it off.”

Loomis decided he wouldn’t play around any longer; his boss was hot and he was hot to fuck her.

“Your bosom. I said it was fantastic” he continued. “Now I want to see those beautiful tits of yours in the flesh. Bare. Naked. For me to appreciate. To savor the feel, the taste, as well as the sight of them. Just to see your cleavage drives me wild. You are incredibly arousing.”

With that he took hold of her hand and brought to his crotch to feel his hard swollen cock straining at his pants.

He sensed how his flattery had gotten to her, and he was going to play it until he had everything he wanted. Then the red zone aliens could enjoy her slutty flesh.

 

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“That’s three phenomena that require research, Dr. Cumstrom,” Loomis declared. The first is your bosom.”

As he spoke he brazenly ran his index finger down her cleavage.

“As a scientist,” he continued, “I’m sure you wouldn’t consider a subject fully researched if it were cloaked. I said I wanted your tits naked, not lifted and squeezed together in a sheath, no matter how pretty it might be. Take it off now so I can see their natural shape as well as their areolae, tubercles, and nipples.”

He hooked his finger in her bra and tugged to emphasize that he wanted it off.

“The we can consider a red zone alien,” he agreed, “I think that slime ball that extrudes pseudopodia would be a good choice. And while we examine that specimen, I can set a tracing program on your access files to see if it leads to the culprit.”

He paused and looked straight into his boss’s sexy eyes.

“But first, let’s finish with those magnificent tits of yours.”

 

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“All in the name of science,” Loomis declared as he unhooked Kimberley’s bra and yanked it from her arms and chest.

He leered for a moment as her tits jiggled and when they had settled, he commented.

“Very nice, Dr. Cumstrom. So full and yet so firm. Shapely, too, with nipples high and prominent.”

“I also utilize unorthodox methods in my research,” the assistant declared as he took firm hold of her breasts, one in each hand.

He began kneading them, alternating gentle and firm squeezes.

“Very nicely reactive, too, Doctor,” he observed. “The tubercles of Montgomery are tightening and the nipples are growing very hard.”

“Subjective measures are also called for when it comes to boob studies,” he continued. “I find them very pleasurable to grope; to find the sensation arousing as well?”

He paused a moment and then grasped her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and proceeded to pull and twist them.

“How does that feel, Dr. Cumstrom?” he asked.

 

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Loomis looked over her shoulder as she leaned over her desk, her ass pressed against his groin while his fingers still toyed with her nipples.

“As I suggested earlier, Dr, Cumstrom,” he declared, “the slimeball looks interesting.”

He read from her computer screen.

“Specimen W-79 was approached by Col. Margaret Houlihan as it crawled from it damaged craft. It appeared to be dazed and perhaps injured from the encounter. N an apparent defensive reaction, it rapidly extruded a pseudopod that enveloped the colonel’s tranquilizer gun as well as her hand. As her weapon was seized, the alien life form extruded at least five more pseudopods which quickly enveloped Col. Houlihan. Sgt. Bastinado’s squad immediately went to her rescue, but were unable to free her until the life form slowly withdrew, but not after having dissolved the tranquilizer gun and all of the colonel’s clothing. We surmised that the being had absorbed the tranquilizer as it dissolved the gun. There was no telling what it would have done had it not been tranquilized. The field technicians quickly analyzed the substance secreted by the alien and established that it could be safely held within a zirconium glass container. Such was procured and the specimen contained before it recovered from the tranquilizer. It was deemed an extremely dangerous ALF and brought to the Red Zone.”

“We’d best be careful with it, though,” Dr. Loomis cautioned as he slid his hand from Kimberley’s breasts down to her thighs. “If it got free, it might squirm up your legs like this and dissolve your underwear.”

As he spoke he ran his hands under her skirt and pulled down her panties.

“And it might even get to my pants and boxers.”

He undid his pants, letting them drop to the office floor, and then slipped his boxers down to his ankles.

“It might even extrude a pseudopod into your vagina,” he said as he pressed his swollen cock to her labia. “You know how these aliens like to probe human sexuality.”

 

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“But we need to consider what might happen if we approach them,” Loomis cautioned. “For example, would you be prepared if one thrust a pseudopod into your vagina like this?”

As he finished his sentence, Dr. Loomis thrust his tumescent organ deep into Dr. Cumstrom’s vagina. As he began to pump inside her, he reached around her thighs and began massaging her clitoris.

“It’s good you’re smooth shaven down here, Doctor,” he said sympathetically. “It would facilitate good hygiene should an alien life form ejaculate on you.”

He held her labia open with two fingers on his right hand while his left thumb and forefinger played with her engorged clit. He could hear her bare tits slapping on the desk as she rocked back and forth with his strokes.

 

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That’s. One. Of. The. Interesting. Things,” Loomis said, each word synced to his thrusts.

He paused a moment and then began grinding his hips against Kimberley’s ass, twisting his cock inside her pussy.

“The ALF slowly engulfed her whole naked body and began pulsating. They were afraid it was going to dissolve her as it had her clothes and equipment, but it kept pulsating and throbbing without any apparent effect on the colonel. Houlihan was twisting and turning in all sorts of way, and the other officers were unsure whether she was being drained of her life force or just trying to escape. At any rate, when the tranquilizer took effect after about an hour they had a very hard time separating the colonel from the blob, almost as if she wanted to stay stuck there. They finally got her free, but she was incoherent, and is still insisting she has to go see the creature again.”

Dr. Loomis left off his grinding and resumed thrusting once again, this time faster, harder, and deeper into Dr. Cumstrom’s dripping vagina. A final thrust as his back arched, and Loomis deposited streams of hot, white, sticky semen into his boss’s pussy.

“I don’t know what would happen if the creature got to you, so we should be careful when we make or observations. I’d hate to see you end up like Colonel Houlihan.”