Panic

I'm a detective on the police force. My boss called me into his office.

"Roy, I'm assigning you to the mysterious deaths of the men lately. I think we may have a serial killer on our hands."

"You mean the four men in the past month who were found naked, dead, and with their scrotum sliced open and their testicles missing?"

"Correct."

"Okay, Captain. I'm on it. Do we have any clues?"

"They were all last seen leaving the beach -- four different beaches, all local -- with a busty blonde."

"That's not much to go on. This is Southern California beach country, and it's July. Do you know how many busty blondes there are out on the beach right now? But I'll do my best."

[Three days later]

I had turned up nothing useful. A few witnesses who had seen a tall, busty blonde, but no additional details. Not a name, not a photograph, and she'd worn a different swimsuit each time -- a red one piece, a blue one piece, a black string bikini, and a green regular bikini. I needed something to go on.

So, hoping to generate additional information, I made a profile of myself on a local dating website, obviously not listing my job as a cop. (I'm single and unattached, even at age 31: the profession is too dangerous for me to have a relationship with someone.) I posted a photo of myself in a swimsuit on the beach, and said I was seeking a busty blonde who was a bit kinky in the bedroom for some no-strings-attached fun.

I got a hit right away. A woman named Carrie, age 28, as tall as me (I'm five-foot-ten), with blonde hair and what had to be at least double D's. She suggested we meet on the beach on Saturday afternoon and if the chemistry was there, she'd come home with me that evening for some fun.

Carrie was wearing a white one piece. I asked her if she was worried it would turn transparent when she went into the ocean. She giggled and said she never goes into the water, she merely suns herself on the beach and has fun with the men she meets. I told her she was definitely my type of woman. After a pleasant few hours sunning ourselves, chatting, and eating hot dogs from a beach vendor when we got hungry, Carrie suggested we head back to my house. She followed me there in her car, and I guided her inside. After a tour, she chuckled and said I could have just taken her directly to the bedroom -- we both knew what we wanted.

We got naked and on the bed. Carrie had a frame just thick enough to support her giant breasts. Her butt was firm, round and muscular. Her legs were long and toned. Her hair, now that I inspected it more closely, was naturally blonde -- I had thought at first the color might have come from a bottle. It was wavy and shoulder-length. I'm decently muscular -- as a cop, I have to stay in shape -- and have military-style brown hair, with a clean-shaven look. My dick is average-sized -- about six and a half inches -- and the usual thickness.

"Let's get started," Carrie giggled. Then she placed her lips against mine, and we were instantly twining tongues. We were both eager and held the kiss until we had to unlock our lips to breathe.

"You're a good kisser," I said.

"So are you," she replied. Then she began kissing my neck. Her lips and tongue teased my skin as she moved her way slowly down towards my strong chest. While she was kissing me, she also gave me gentle caresses. When she reached my chest, she flicked her tongue over my nipples. I hadn't realized male nipples were so sensitive. Remembering that I had posted that I liked a bit of kink, she bit down -- not too hard, just enough to feel -- on them. Then she lay on her back. "Your turn to kiss my flesh."

I giggled and kissed her neck, drawing a smile. Then I slowly kissed towards her cleavage. She grinned as my tongue zigzagged its way down the valley between her orbs. I cupped them in my hands as I slowly kissed the base, then moved my way up her right breast towards her nipple. I suckled on it for a moment before giving her left breast some attention. She nodded as I kissed her left nipple while tweaking her right one. I suckled on her big mounds for a few minutes, alternating between them, then began kissing down her belly. She spread her legs, knowing what would come next. When I reached her slit, I kissed along it, and her juices started flowing right away.

I didn't waste time, sliding my tongue between her folds and slurping up as much of her honey as I could. She made happy sounds. I began swirling my tongue in a circle, and her toned, strong thighs wrapped around my head. I put my hands on her firm butt and groped her as I lapped up her sweetness. She shivered as I drove my tongue deeper and faster into her.

I gripped her butt firmly so I could keep my tongue embedded in her. Her body shuddered as she tightened her thighs around me. I licked with greater intensity, and her lusty moans encouraged me. I swirled my tongue frantically, and she gasped as she shivered thorough an orgasm, coating my face with her nectar.

She unlocked her thighs from me and maneuvered me so that I was on my back. She quickly gave my cock a few strokes to make sure it was hard, then climbed on. "You got me very horny. I don't feel like waiting."

"I don't mind. Your pussy feels good around me."

She gave me a sexy grin as she began to slide up and down, her huge tits bouncing as she did so. I lay still and let her enjoy the feel of me inside her. She put her hands on my chest for balance and established a smooth, steady rhythm. She wasn't racing, but she wasn't going slow. Her body shivered and she had another orgasm. She didn't even slow down, continuing to slide smoothly up and down on me.

She leaned forwards, and I got the hint. I caught one of her tits in my mouth and suckled as she continued to make love to me. I put my hands on her hips to help guide her up and down, and she began to give my cock a gentle squeeze with her pussy every time she slid downwards. I began moving my hips, slowly thrusting upwards into her.

She pressed herself more firmly downwards, trying to get my cock as deep inside as possible. I matched my rhythm with hers and hilted myself in her every time I thrust up. Her squeezes of my cock with her pussy muscles became a little more firm. I sped up my thrusts a bit, and her body quivered. She tensed her legs, and I moved one hand to her ass for a grope. That triggered another orgasm for her. I was quite close myself.

She climbed off me and got between my legs. As she moved her right hand towards my cock, I noticed that her fingers had become claw-like. As a cop, you have to notice small details. I lifted my left hand and seized her right wrist firmly.

"Don't."

"But I am hungry, and the salty fluid in those orbs is a special treat."

I heaved myself off the bed, still holding her, and positioned her on her knees in front of me. "I will cook you a meal, after I give you the salty fluid. Open your mouth and stick out your tongue."

She obeyed. It only took me a few strokes to fill her mouth with jets of my cum. She swallowed it down, then followed me to the kitchen.

"You're not human. What is your true form, and what foods do you like?"

"I like foods that were once flesh. They have large amounts of protein."

Meat, in other words. I was hungry myself, so I quickly cooked two thin steaks to medium rare. Her true form was still distinctly female in shape, with large breasts, but with black scales instead of skin and sharp claws on her hands.

"You could probably attract a certain subset of humans if you looked like that instead of a blonde beach babe."

"Do you think my true form is attractive?"

"Yes. But before I fuck you, I want a promise that you won't kill any more men, and an explanation of how you did it."

"I did it the same way I was going to do it to you: rode their sexual organ until their orbs were full of salty fluid, then opened the sac with the orbs and removed the orbs, eating them. I rendered it painless for them as I did so by kissing them and injecting a substance that made them unconscious from a special gland in my throat."

"And then they bled to death afterwards. Now that you know how to get the fluid without doing so, will you stop removing their orbs?"

"Yes. And I should tell you that I am sort of like an advanced scout. Now that I know how to get the fluid out without needing to open the sac, I will tell the others how to do so. In a month, they will start arriving, and from then on, several hundred of us will be visiting at any given time."

"I am very glad I passed the knowledge on to you."

We returned to the bed. I caressed her body: the scales were rough and a bit firm, but she seemed to enjoy my touch. She rubbed her pussy against my cock, lubricating it with her leaking juices.

"You can transform your skin and hair to look human?" (Her hair was black scales, like her skin.)

"Yes, at will." She made a mental effort and was a blonde babe again. Then she returned to her natural form. A dark-scaled alien babe.

"Wow."

"I, too, am a little kinky. On my home planet, I enjoyed it when the males of my species inserted their probe into my hindmost opening." She got on her hands and knees as she said this.

"I'll be happy to fuck your lovely ass." I got behind her and slid my cock into her bumhole. She spread her legs and pushed herself backwards, trying to get me as deep as possible. I began to slide in and out, and she made what I interpreted to be a pleased sound.

"Keep doing that until you release your fluid into me."

"Will do." I continued to pump away steadily, not in a hurry. Her butt was quite tight. I reached around and groped her breasts, and she shivered. I continued to make love to her butt, caressing her breasts and tweaking her nipples. Her body shuddered and she let out a lusty squeal.

"You gave me a pleasure spike by probing my hind opening. Keep going."

I assumed that was the same as an orgasm. I kept going, speeding up just a bit. Her butt muscles began giving my cock a squeeze every time I slid in. I leaned forwards to kiss her neck as I pumped her, and she pressed her body backwards with great intensity, trying to get me even deeper inside. I moved faster, and her entire body shivered. She let out another squeal, and I filled her with cum.

We washed up in the shower, then lay down in the bed. She transformed back into a human for the cuddling and sleeping the night away. In the morning, she asked for more meat -- sausage patties, this time. I had waffles for my own breakfast.

"I will head back now. Thank you for the lesson in extracting the salty fluid."

"You can come by any evening for more lessons."

The case never got officially solved, but the murders stopped.