Xenophilia -- Kate -- Part 2
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This is part of a project to touch up and publish an older series of works I had done in the past, placing them on Literotica. There are quite a few parts, so they will seem repetitive as more are updated, and since they are not being completely revised, they will show their age. There will also be some questionable content, and due to said age, may not be presented in the most palatable manner, as much as I may have believed I did those years ago. Please keep this in mind.
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Kate's sleep was restless, full of debauched scenes of interspecies lovemaking and lustful intimacy. The creatures didn't really have a defined shape, but she saw humans -- and herself -- writhing in erotic ecstasy. She was in the middle of one such dream when she awoke in a cold sweat, gasping quietly as her eyes shot open. She was panting softly, before she let her head sink down onto a cold, metal floor. Lights shone down on her body, splayed across the ground, naked and bound to the floor.
'
Wait,'
she thought. Naked? Bound?
She angled her head upwards again, and indeed found that she had been stripped of all her clothing, and stuck down to the ground by her wrists and ankles with some strange, black substance, hard yet organic in appearance, like a sort of resin. She tugged against her bonds, but the gluelike material had been layered on thick, and it was not coming off easy.
She looked around herself quickly, still struggling against her restraints; she quickly ascertained that she was still in the same little breakroom she was before, only now she was lying in the middle of the floor, many of the tables and chairs pushed aside and now knocked over, just shoved away to make room.
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Oh god... that wasn't just a dream...'
she realised, the memories coming back to her, of some strange, feminine alien bending over a countertop and fucking her. Kate could even feel some of its semen clinging to the folds of her entrance.
As for the creature, she couldn't make out where it was; had it left? Was it hiding somewhere, just watching her pitiful efforts to free herself? She wasn't dead, even after it had every opportunity to carry her off to wherever it came from, and do more terrible things to her there. What was its game? Its plan? No question Kate asked could be answered, the creature's enigmatic goals a complete mystery to her... other than, of course, violating her petite form and just fucking someone for the fun of it.
She continued to struggle against her bonds until she heard a low growling that froze her in place. But there was something odd about the sound... it reminded Kate of chuckling, low and devious. Slowly, she tilted her head back and managed to see behind herself, to lay eyes on the alien sitting upon the countertop, legs crossed and its head cocked to one side, an amused smirk on its lips.
It slid off the countertop and sauntered over to Kate, its steps slow and measured. It gazed at the trapped human as it slowly circled her, tail dragging over the floor behind it. Kate watched it in turn, fearful and beginning to breathe hard once again. Whatever it had in mind, Kate was not too keen on finding out the details. It stood on either side of Kate's legs now, its own spread wide as it leaned down close, once again showing off its impressive flexibility.
It smirked, and licked its lips, reaching out to slowly drag a sharp fingertip up Kate's stomach. It made her flinch and jerk, but the creature was careful, not once leaving anything more than fading welts upon her skin. It applied only a ticklish pressure, tracing lines over her skin with only the barest of pressure, teasing her. Its fingertip glided up one of her mounds, and softly grazed over her areola, causing her nub to erect almost immediately.
This was... far beyond any simple desire to mate. This creature's efforts were deliberate, dominant. And the lecherous smirk on its lips told Kate enough that it was
enjoying
her reactions, seeing each twitch and hearing every soft gasp that left her lips. It growled softly, chuckling lowly, but seemed incapable of literate speech. It didn't seem to need any words of its own, its efforts, its expressions, and the precision behind its teasing all thoroughly communicative on their own.
Kate arched her back as she felt the finger drawing up her neck now, tilting her head away from the digit, but ultimately giving the creature more access to her neck, until it was gliding along the underside of her jaw, and slipping over her jawline itself, before coming to rest between Kate's lips. It ever so sensuously drew the tip of its finger from one corner of her mouth to the other, pushing it in gently and curling its tip to tug at the corner of her lips, before drawing its finger away.
It 'looked' at Kate, its eyeless face belying the sense that it could see her more acutely than she could see her own surroundings. It made her nervous, as though the creature was trying to ascertain her weaknesses and her desires, to find out what techniques it could use to make her scream...
It turned its attention to Kate's crotch, and with a wicked smirk, moved its hand to rub the underside of its fingertips to Kate's vulva. The human gasped, her hips jerking upwards ever so slightly. It hissed in appreciation, and licked its lips.
Already, Kate began to grow wet, causing feelings of shame to fill her, that this thing could elicit such a reaction from her so quickly. She didn't leak as much as when she first encountered the creature, but enough to leave residue upon its fingertips. It stopped rubbing for a little bit, standing up and stepping backwards. It then brought its fingers to its mouth, and unfurled its dark tongue, drawing its fingertips over the muscle slowly, erotically. It was a purposeful show, and one that seemed to have the desired effect on Kate, her skin prickling with goose bumps and her clitoris growing erect with need.
It 'examined' her a second time, smirking and licking its lips as it proceeded to circle Kate once again, the human managing to catch a glimpse of the creature's nethers... seeing fluids and moisture trickling down the insides of its thighs. She also noted that its penis was once again absent, wondering where it had gotten the one it had used on her in the first place. Were they hermaphrodites that could retract their genitalia?
It seemed so stupid, but given that it may have impregnated her, and is now happily teasing her with the air of a dominatrix, Kate wasn't sure what was logical and what wasn't anymore. It moved behind her, and she saw its foot loom in overhead, moving to press down on one of her breasts, using the toes to gently squeeze her mound. A gasp left her lips, Kate squeezing her eyes shut as the stimulation elicited receptive responses from the woman's body.
The creature pulled its foot away from her mound, though not before giving the nipple a final, teasing, parting flick with its big toe. It hissed softly, and examined her closely, licking its lips as it continued to circle her. At that moment, Kate saw its long, bladed tail loom into view, bringing the tip down towards her belly.
She began to hyperventilate and writhe in panic, terrified it was about to vivisect her... but it twisted its tip around so the curved tip faced towards Kate's head... and with an ever so careful, almost ticklish pressure, drew the tip of the blade up her stomach, applying only enough force to draw responses from the human, the acute sensation causing her stomach to twitch, but never enough to lead to a cut. The alien seemed far too careful to allow that to happen.
Further up her body did the alien trace its tail, grazing along her skin and teasing her with this dangerous act of dominance, sliding the tip between her bust ever so slowly, before it finally pulled away from her body, leaving Kate a chance to release a pent-up breath. Her body had begun to sweat at this stage, purely from the nerves of this continuing encounter.