All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!
Chapter 2
Amelia waited in her cabin the next day trying to read a book on her sofa, but her heart thumped loudly in her chest. Would she go through with this irreverent and unnatural coupling again? At 07:42 the door chime played its little melody. Amelia put down her book, stood, and straightened the lingerie she'd worn for the occasion. A lacey white number. "You may come in," she said.
The cabin doors slid open and the giant blue alien walked slowly in. The doors slid closed behind him. "Hello, Mrs. Collins," he said. He wasn't wearing his uniform today. Instead, it wore purple robes, casual attire back on Roven.
"Did anyone see you at the door?" She stepped around the sofa, the soft carpet so luxurious under her bare feet.
Ummul shook his head and then smiled at the wife. "You look nice today. Are those special clothes?"
"Yes." Amelia nodded and blushed. "James bought these for me. For our intimate times."
"But you're wearing them for me?" Ummul slipped out of his robes. He was naked underneath, with his monster cock already as hard as the Driftwood's titanium alloy hull.
"Yes." Amelia stood very still, her wide eyes glued to that penis and those large balls hanging below it. "I wondered if I'd just imagined how big you are." She looked up his well-muscled torso to his cold blue eyes. "Big everywhere."
"I am not big." Ummul walked toward her and stopped a few feet away. "Humans are small."
"What is your name?" Amelia held her hands in front of her and her right hand absentmindedly fiddled with the wedding ring on her left hand.
"Ummul from Roven." Ummul's pointy ears wiggled, ready to offer the Invitation.
"You can call me Amelia." She dropped her hands by her sides. "Now spray me with that amazing stuff."
"The Invitation?" Ummul's ears turned forward and pointed at the human female.
"Yes, please." She pushed her shoulders back and her chest out. "Do it." A quiet spurt echoed in the cabin and Amelia was once again sprayed with the clear liquid. "Well, there's no going back now," she said.
"That is correct." Ummul's ears pointed upward again.
"Come with me." Amelia took his big blue hand in her little white one and led him to the bedroom she shared with her husband. She could already feel the pulsing in her vagina and butt, loosening her for what was to come.
Minutes later, she had her large breasts wrapped around that monster shaft. Ummul sat on the bed, with his legs dangling off the sides. Amelia perched on her knees, her lingerie discarded behind her on the bedroom floor. "You were made for this." His hole flared and a dribble of purple precum oozed out. On a downstroke with her boobs, Amelia darted out her pink tongue and licked it up. It was so hot and salty. Simply perfect.
"I was not made for this." Ummul looked puzzled, and he didn't want to argue with a beautiful female trying to please him, but he needed to correct her. "My species evolved much as yours did. And then we had a similar jump in evolution, leaving behind our animal ancestors around five million years ago. So, when something happened -"
"Shut up, Ummul." Amelia lifted herself up and placed her hips over his monster. She reached under her and held it. "I can feel it working. My pussy is ready for your dick." She lowered herself down. "Ooooohhhhh." She was so wet and loose that it slipped right in. "We have to... oh... go slow. I'm sore... from yesterday."
Pretty soon, she vigorously ground her small human pelvis into Ummul, his cock fully inside her. Her face contorted, and she started shrieking her way through another amazing orgasm. Those long, high-pitched wails were unlike any noise she had made before she'd met Ummul.
"You ride well, Amelia." Ummul lifted up his meaty hands and held her breasts. They were not large by Repecki standards, but felt quite nice on this human. He shook them and they jiggled nicely. In that moment, he decided that he would continue to mate this human no matter how his reconciliation went with Lieutenant Collins. "Now it is my turn." He pulled her pussy off his cock and tossed her on the bed. He then positioned her on her hands and knees so that her butt was right on the edge of the bed. Ummul knelt on the carpet next to the bed. He forced her knees together so her butt was as high as can be and was satisfied that they were now lined up well enough. He pulled her back onto his penis and watched it slip in.
"Aaaaagggggghhhhhhh." Amelia's eyes rolled back. He hit all new places taking her like a dog. She felt his hulking mass behind her and she let him grab her hips and get into rhythm. "Oh, God. Ummul, what are you doing... to meeeeeee." She came again.
"I want you to do something for me." Ummul leaned forward and grabbed her head, his fingers spread on her forehead. He gently pulled her toward him so that her back was fully arched.
"Anything," Amelia squeaked.
"Talk to your husband... uh... uh... on my behalf." Ummul started his low, bestial grunts. "I want... uh... uh... uh... us to reconciliate." He pounded into her, watching her strange but familiar round, white butt tremble and shake.
As if it wasn't strange enough having this monstrous, grunting creature stretching her pussy from behind, he wanted to talk about her husband while he completely dominated her body and soul. She shrieked her way through another orgasm.
"Talk to... uuuuhhhhh... him... for me?" Ummul was persistent.
"Yes... oh, God... yes... I'll talk to him." Amelia stared blankly at the abstract art on the wall as Ummul held her head firm.
"Excellent." Ummul slipped out of her, completely coated in her wetness. "Now for a childless ending." With a smooth stroke, he slid his long shaft into her butt.
All Amelia could do was dumbly take it.
Ummul smashed into her again and again, his grunting getting deeper, more wild, and more urgent. He then let got of her head and put both hands on her hips. "RRrrrrraaaaaaagggggghhhhhh," he let out a deafening roar. His last few thrusts were arrhythmic, and all his muscles rippled as he let loose his purple baby-making fluid into her butt.
Again, Amelia was carried away by ecstasy as he unloaded in her. When she gathered her senses, she looked up to see his big blue ass walking back into the living room. "Wait." She pulled herself out of the messy bed and ran after him. "We have more time."
"You want more, Amelia?" Ummul turned around and caught her as she flung herself into his arms.