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Liz moans softly as that cock slides into her pussy, feeling it brush against her cervix she gave a shiver and rocked back against Michael. That slow yet glorious fucking made her softly moan and rock back quicker. As he pulled that tongue out of her she whimpered a little. Having enjoyed both holes being filled. But as 'Michael' began jack hammering her pussy with his thrusts, she felt as if that cock would push deeper any minute. Even as that previously used ass winked a little with every thrust made.
 
Unlike a human male, Laxan did not tire, did not slow down, did not pant or moan, not that he suspected Liz realised any of that so wrapped up in her pleasure she seemed to be. If someone had happened to walk by they would have seen, in the glow of the streetlight, the pale globes of a mans ass thrusting hard and fast, the motion unmistakable. They would have heard Liz's moans of appreciation, they might also have felt a twinge of jealousy if they were a female, or even a male for that matter.

After fucking her pussy so hard for a while, Laxan's gaze, which had been staring straight ahead over the top of the car as if watching something in the distance, dropped to Liz's ass again. He was beginning to grow an appreciation of this part of the human body. Her hole winked up at him as if begging to be filled. He cocked his head, watching it, then pulled from Liz's pussy in one smooth quick motion. His cock pulsed in the cool night air, covered in the human females juices which he was feeding on. He just stood there staring at that ass, his hands still gripping Liz's hips tightly so she could escape if she wanted too. Then, as if finally making a decision, Laxan moved his thick cock head to that winking begging hole, lined up .... and thrust in hard.
 
Indeed she was quite lost in her own little bubble of sex induced pleasure, while her had all those thoughts Liz orgasms about that cock jack hammering her pussy. Thus potentially by the time he decided to fuck her ass she'd given him a nice dose of what he needed off her, those moans continuing even as she whimpered. Felt 'Michael' pull out and thrust deep in her ass. A deeper moan as her then heard, "Oh.... fuck that ass" Murmured by the panting woman under him.
 
Laxan could feel Liz's need, her heightened state of arousal climbing higher and higher as it now took care of her ass the same way it had, a moment before, been taking care of her pussy. It felt its tiredness, its hunger dissipating the longer he fucked this earth woman, Laxan began to feel energised again, as he had after using Amy earlier. It could feel Liz have orgasm after orgasm underneath him as he rammed his cock into her ass over and over, pushing her deeper into the car, forcing her bare knees to rub on the car seat material.

It had kept its cock the same thickness as when it was on her pussy, but now it didn't feel the same restrictions as when it fucked that hole. Her ass was tighter, yes, but it seemed to go on forever. Sensing a need to find out just how far it could push her he thickened the cock inside her a little, edging out slowly thrust after thrust to see what she could take, but it also lengthened the cock pushing in further, harder, stretching out her anal channel as it delved into her bowels.
 
It had explored quite far with the tongue earlier, in time the cock hit that length and it'd depend then just how much he could alter to if it got deeper in Liz's ass. As for stretching her wider, it began to sense pain flickering through her as it hit 1.5 inches wide... if it went further it heard. "...Ouch... that hurts..." Pain in her voice, yet she hadn't pulled away more than a few inches (usually), which might have worked at easing any discomfort, but with how deep Laxan was, she had little hope of escaping him unless she opened the passenger door and tried to flee that way.
 
It had no desire to hurt Liz, feeling the flickers of pain now in her mind it stopped the widening of its cock, pulled it back a little in length, but it was still by far bigger than any human cock could reach. It kept up the anal pounding though, hard, fast, as its fingers slipped down between her spread thighs, finding again her dripping pussy. It caress it, feeling her lips, finding the hard clit, tweaking it gently, then pulling it firmer, then pushing on it and circling it as he rubbed there while two, abnormally long fingers slipped up inside her pussy to finger her.

Laxan could feel the rising pressure inside it from an impending orgasm. It growled softly, again experiencing this new incredible sensation. For a moment it wondered how humans ever got through their days without wanting to do this all the time, this ... what did they call it? .... sex, yes, sex that was it. Suddenly its cock exploded deep inside Liz's ass filling her gut with its cum as it gripped her body tighter, its fingers inside her pussy rubbing over her G-spot.
 
It's rubbing of her clit, with the pounding of her ass and then those fingers deep inside her striking her gspot Liz orgasms as over those fingers as she felt her ass filled with cum. Rocking still throughout her orgasm. Did those fingers suddenly fill her to absorb all it could from inside her pussy?
 
Laxan drank it all in, the arousal, the energy from Liz's orgasm, all of it fuelled him and he groaned louder, forcing his cock into her ass once, twice, making sure all his cum was in her before slowly pulling out, the cool night breeze on his erect cock, shining with juices. It stepped back, admiring Liz's ass and pussy, both so wet now. It morphed slowly to hide its cock inside clothing and then, still wearing the disguise of Michael, Liz's neighbour, it walked off without a word.

Somehow it had to find a way to get home, but at least now it knew how to feed itself. He doubted these humans would resist him if he changed into a pleasing form for them as he had for Liz. He walked down the street to the main road, the high street. Seeing some shops still open, some cars driving by, it needed to find somewhere to make its base while it came up with a plan.
 
As it walked along it might well see something the humans quite frequently ignored. A female in scanty clothing trying to pick up passers by. If he accidentally brushed her, he got a flicker from her of a want to be close to anyone else. She shivers a little and seems to watch him. He picked from her that she was a whore someone who had sex for money.

Yet he might as he brushed her arm get a flicker of a place which looked perfect to hide in.
 
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Laxan had no money, but it stopped and turned back, considering the girl with curious eyes. He could feel her need, both for cash but also, underneath the whore's clothing, a need to be loved, by anyone. It picked up memories as it dug deeper, its face hidden in the darkness of the night as it stood still watching her. There had been someone, once. A man she had felt close to, a man she had loved but from afar then life had pushed them apart and she had never seen him again. Laxan's face morphed into that mans, his body changed under the clothing to be a copy of his, maybe a tough fitter. The slowly it walked back toward her. He had no money, but he needed somewhere to hide up and plan his next move. He had no money, but maybe, right now, he could provide something else to this young woman. He came to a stop in front of her, the moonlight shining on the face of the man she had once known. Laxan smiled and reached out to touch her cheek, then take her hand.

"It's been a while, hasn't it." He said softly.
 
Indeed probing her mind deeper did reveal at some stage of her life some eight years back she'd loved someone from afar, but he'd drifted off, and her life had gone to hell. Literally. In the moment she squints looking up, relying on those lesser ways of colours and shapes and shadows. "...How?" That was her question of him. How was he here and now standing in front of her? Yet she held that hand, leaning into the other. "...It doesn't matter. I have a place... it's... it's nothing like what you had... no you wouldn't want to... it..." A small shake of her head there.
 
"Show me, please?" It told the girl, caressing her face with the expression of wonder on it. "Show me where you live, I want to see it, I'd like to spend time with you .... if you want me still."

It was playing on the girls emotions and memories, but it was all Laxan had to work with. It didn't care what condition the place was in, anything that kept it hidden from the prying eyes of the military who would already be out searching for the crashed crafts pilot. Plus, unlike humans, it didn't have to worry about living in squalor for a while, this would be a temporary fix until it could plan its escape and find a way into the military base to send a call for help to its own people.

With a nod, the girl led him off into the darkness. It looked around, no one was watching, no one was near to see them leave. It again probed her mind, looking for a name, whether she had family that would miss her, details it needed to know. It was shocked to find that this human female was almost blind, seeing the world through blurred images of color and shade. How backwards was this species that its own kind lived like this, Laxan wondered both appalled and wondering.
 
Nancy. That is the name it found most in her memories. Even the one he was pretending to be had used it a time or two. There was however no one who'd miss her. She'd stopped being in touch with anyone 11 years earlier, and while she'd known the one he was pretending to be eight years ago, her accident that sped up the blindness was nine years ago. As for the house. She led Laxan along and through some of those much darker streets. Given he'd learned how little she saw of the world he might wonder how she found her way here. But it seemed he could trace in her memories she'd been here for the last seven years.

The house had a front-locked gate, but she led him along a side area where a hedge gave way to let them in. She then took him the back way and up some steps and inside. This first room seemed more of a buffer of broken things one could see in the windows which were mostly bordered up. But leading him down took him into a place where she lit candles there and here. Shows a large bed and well-cared-for clothes and things.
 
A flicker of sadness for her went through his mind seeing how she lived, but this place would fit his needs perfectly. Who would look in such a broken down building, and if they did Laxan knew he was strong enough now to defend itself. It walked around slowly as Nancy lit candles, he doubted she really needed them herself. Even in his own species certain physical defects could lead to other heightened senses. In humans maybe blindness led to better hearing, better spacial awareness, the ability to move around a well known location even in pitch darkness. Oddly, as the warm light of the candles pushed back the darkness it began to look more homely. Nancy had done what she could with her little money and resources. He moved toward her, taking her in his arms and stroking her cheek softly.

"I am sorry you have to live this way." It said to her looking into her eyes. "But this room speaks of you I think, your being, your essence is here. I will try to help you. Would you mind if I stayed here with you for some time, I have .... needs, and things to do, I need a base of operations."

In the form of the man she had once known, one Alex Hagan, a successful business man who had given her some low level work at one of his agencies for a time. Laxan wondered if the way he spoke, the things he said would give away that he was not the man she thought he was, but he hadn't been on earth long enough to pick up all the idiosyncrasies of the English language.
 
Perhaps if something of her knew he'd feel she was comfortable with the lie. At needs he picked up on a curiousness from the woman. Before she began slowly taking her clothing off. "This kind of need?" Even as she sought to bring his hand to under her panties pressing it there against her pussy. "I don't mind... I really don't ... I know I'm not as young as I was... but I'm quite willing..."
 
For a moment Laxan was taken aback by this forwardness, but then it remembered what it had got from Nancy's mind earlier, that she went with other humans for money. He looked down at his hand inside her panties, feeling the warmth of her pussy. The by now familiar feeling began to rise within it as it looked her body over. She seemed no older than Liz had, but then he wasn't very good at guessing a humans age. His fingers spread slightly, cupping her mound, rubbing with the palm of his hand.

"I have no money to give you for this ... this service, Nancy." It told her softly even as it found itself becoming more and more aroused by the situation.

It moved its other hand to her ass cheek, cupping it, squeezing softly, loving the warmth and firmness.

"You are beautiful, Nancy, I like your body." It told her hoping it was a form of compliment a human male would use.
 
He did judge her perhaps close to her age. Not that it mattered really. He felt a more subtle desire through her. Then a splash of embarrassment as he mentioned money.

"Alex.... its alright, I just.. I'm really willing to do this with you." His fingers felt a subtle wetness there. As she arched into that touch.

"I'm not sure those words are true... but Thankyou." Very slowly she pulled her shirt off revealing surprisingly perky breasts yet Laxan would encounter his first brush with piercings. Nancy's nipples pierced.

Carefully she undid the buttons on her skirt pulling it away from herself. Nude almost she then pulled her panties down. "I'll put the candles out and lay down."

Pulling away she did just that putting the candles out and moving to lay down on that bed. She drew one knee up bent and let her thighs part wide a hand seeking to touch between her thighs.

As she waited for Alex to join her.
 
As she doused the candles, Laxan watched her and with a mere thought the clothing he wore vanished leaving him naked in human male guise. He had seen the image of this 'Alex' in Nancy's mind, how she had last seem him years ago. He firmed up the body a little from how she remembered the man. He was older than her, had let himself go a little, but Laxan, whether it be ego or something else, didn't want to appear that way, he wanted to appear sexier to her. Also this time there was a softer undercurrent to the sexual energy between them. With the last two female Laxan had simply fucked them both hard and left them, but this time .... this time was different. How Nancy felt about Alex, her love for him, it mellowed Laxan's urges and he slipped onto the bed beside her in the dar, his naked body against hers, their warmth combining.

"Your body is wonderful, Nancy, honestly." He said to her softly, in a kind tone of voice as his fingertips caressed her cheek.

He lent in and kissed her mouth softly as he cupped her face in his hand. Laying on his side his cock, hard and about 7" long and quite thick right now, pressed into her thigh and hip. He slowly parted their lips as he let the hand on her neck slowly slide down, caressing her shoulder before cupping one perky breast. Feeling the piercing there. His expression went from loving to puzzlement.

"Why have you hurt your body this way?" He asked in curiosity.
 
The alterations Laxan made she likely wouldn't ultimately realise them, she'd never actually touched Alex. It had very much been something more one-sided. Yet, she knew somewhere in it the reason he never had was a wife and child. Yes as he told her, her body was beautiful, she brought it more against him.

As he touched her cheek. She leaned into it. She was kissing him slowly and softly. She mmms softly against that mouth she'd adored. Lips parting to kiss him more so. She couldn't really see his expression change, but she heard the puzzlement in his curious voice. "Silly, it hurt only for a moment. But, it doesn't hurt now. However, light tugs on it, make it feel really good."

Very slowly she took his hand down to her pussy, and brought his fingertips against her clit, where the hood was also pierced. "Just like, that rubbing as we have sex, will feel better, and using your tongue, your fingers, teeth .. to very slightly tug on it. Make it rub against that little nub there, my clit..."

Somewhere in that mind he also saw the 'male version' the Prince Albert that some men put themselves through getting. Honestly delving into that mind of her's on those things might open that mind of his on the weird things human's could do to themselves. Yet her idea of what she'd done had just been in the want of pleasure and making peace with herself, those parts she saw herself as loosing. She ran a hand over his hip softly, then kissed him again slow.
 
Taking her at her word, Laxan let his fingers run over her piercing at her clit, rubbing it softly, then gently pulling on it as another finger slipped inside her pussy lips and found her wet, warm interior. His lips parted as they kissed softly, his tongue touching hers. How odd he thought that after only meeting three humans he already could get pleasure from how they touched. He had always been a quick learner though. He kissed her a little harder, still not as rough and hard as with Liz and Amy, but with some passion as he fingered her pussy. His lips left hers, softly kissing down her neck, shoulder, collar bone and finally to her breasts were he worshipped them with kisses and licks, sucking on the piercings softly before pulling them one at a time with his teeth as she had suggested.

As they lay on their sides facing each other he couldn't use the arm he was laying on and he didn't want Nancy to think him anything but the Alex she remembered in her thoughts and dreams. If this was to be his base of operations he couldn't afford to alienate her, he needed her. Slowly though he pushed her onto her back as he slipped between her legs and thighs, parting them as his cock head slipped along her inner thigh to rest on her pussy lips. For a few moments he rubbed the cock shaft over her lips, piercing and clit as he looked down at her, kissing her lips softly.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time, Nancy." He whispered to her as slowly he inched his cock into her.
 
Nancy purred as Laxan rubbed that clit piercing as he pulled it a little she arched a touch with a shiver. His finger in her getting wetter due to all that. As he fingers her while kissing, Nancy passionately kissed him more so.

When he moved to worship those nipples she ran fingers through his hair, pressing them to his mouth. When he moved her to lay back she spread those thighs easy for him. Wrapping arms about as he teased her. As he finally pushed in Nancy moaned loudly.

Hips rising to his and those inner muscles working against his cock inside her. ".. you have no idea how much I wanted you to just push me over that office couch and take me..."

Murmured to him before she softly groaned, guiding one hand to her breasts. Then she perhaps murmured something to surprise him. "...I know you aren't my Alex.... but your sweet to pretend... I don't mind if you've learned things you enjoy yourself as you.. my eyes aren't too good, but I can still fuck.. very damn well..."
 
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Laxan froze. How, how could she know he wasn't her Alex. He had pulled the form he wore from her memory, what she had wanted to do to him, what she had wanted him to do and say to her? He blinked, had that been his undoing? Giving Nancy her dream had been the mistake to show her he wasn't the same man she had wanted before. What to do? Should he leave? What if she guessed more about him? Right now perhaps she simply assumed he was a normal human male pretending to be her lost love. But what if he made another mistake, or lots of smaller ones that led her obviously intelligent mind to the correct conclusion. She seemed happy enough to continue their love making though, her words positive, not negative. His hips unfroze as he pushed all of his cock inside her, feeling her cervix on his cock head then held her to him, kissing her hard before gently laying her back looking down at her face.

"How did you know?" Laxan asked, not even trying to defend himself or continue the lie. In fact he felt a sense of relief that he didn't need to lie to this woman.
 
As he pushed his cock finally inside her he felt her pussy accept it easily, and she kissed him back. "If he was ever going to come for me he wouldn't have wanted to be here. He'd be repulsed by it. You weren't." As she spoke she stroked his side.

"I can't see what you are properly. But you've been nicer than those who usually want me." She touched up over his cheek then down that chest softly.

"I'm not someone who'll scream from the rooftops. I don't need to knowanything more about you." She was giving him acceptance. "I want you to have sex with me as you feel you want to. I talk I might fuck others to survive. But its very nice to have someone who wants to just fuck me. Because they want to fuck me."

He could well read in that mind she'd once read a lot of sci fi books. Some for stories, some for the odd sex in it. Nancy was really open minded on the idea of if strange things existed what she might let fuck her. It did give Laxan an opportunity perhaps to decide if he wanted her still thinking him human or if he took her as he might be able to.
 
"I do want to fuck you, Nancy, I need to." Oh, how true that was, but not simply because he was enjoying this new sexual pleasure humans took for granted. He fed off the arousal to survive, to have a stable food source right here in this room that he knew he could come back to made all the difference if he could totally win her over.

He stroked her face again, gently, lovingly. Softly kissing her lips, his tongue probing for hers, not harshly, but tenderly. His hips moved in a slow gyration, his cock thrusting into her not rough and fast this time, but slowly, making love to her body rather than using it. A flash of desire to make this woman happy went through Laxan. She had lived a hard life, full of disappointment and regrets. She more than any human he had met so far deserved to be saved, pulled from this squalor.

"Would you like to see, to feel the real me, Nancy?" He asked cautiously. It would be a relief to slip back into his natural form, it wouldn't drain his energy so much.
 
Nancy kissed with him slow and tenderly, feeling the way he was slowly fucking her made her feel like even though he wasn't Alex he was treasuring this moment with her.

That to was something none had really done. He could sense that as she arched up into him stroking him.

As he asked if she wanted to see the real him, a curious look on her face. "I won't really see it, but sure, be you an have fun with me that way."

He'd sense that she meant those words. She wanted him to be himself. She had no guess on what he was, but she wanted him to enjoy him self with her.

Once he did he find himself touched slow realising gradually there were no features, no actual arms or legs. Just a mass of him with her, in her. He got from her in that moment a flicker of her mind to a time she'd read some story about this female who discovered a slime and how it pushed into her depths so deeply pulsing and pushing and in its way fucking her, how it had passed into her womb the moment it found realise to flood her there and see if anything took. How in her own way Nancy had read those stories and others.
 
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