Xenophilia -- The Couple -- 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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Will was gone. Just like that. That thing snatched him, like he was just a doll to it, dragging him into the ventilation network. Jess could hear his cries fade as the creature took him far, the echoes of his shouts dying down as the infrastructure absorbed the sounds. Now she was alone, in this darkened room. She couldn't even muster a single tear, the terror and shock of what occurred overriding any other emotional response, until she began to shiver, and hyperventilate.
She had to get out of here. There was nothing she could do for Will now, except survive. She hated it, but against those things, she stood no chance. But if she made it out alive... Will would've wanted that. At the very least, she could get to safety, and then perhaps figure something out to save him, but she couldn't do any of that whilst she was still in the server room. She started groping her way around the various processor stacks, the many stacked crates throughout the room turning it into a maze, though she eventually found her way to the other side... only to find the door there locked, jammed closed. She tried to force it open, straining in exertion, but she was having no luck.
She continued to pull on the door, the automatic system still not budging. She banged her fists several times on the glass, exclaiming in anger, frustration, fear, a myriad of different emotions. After a moment, she composed herself, to a small extent; the adrenaline was still running through her system, but she had to think of a way to get out of here. She doubled back, groping her way around the crates and processor stacks until she found her way back to the door they first entered... only to find it had jammed itself too, to a much more irreparable degree. She sobbed and spun on the spot, holding her head in her hands. She was trapped in here, and she knew those things could get inside. She had to get out.
She started making her way to the walls of the room, looking for something, anything, that could help her get out, checking for shelves or closets or toolboxes or whatever there might've been for something she could've used as a tool, maybe even a weapon if need be. She came to a darker corner of the server room, the corner light flickering and dim. It did, however, reveal a toolbox that had fallen onto the floor, releasing its contents all over the ground, including one old-style of crowbar, one end slightly bent and looking if it was as old as the type it was, beat up and worn. But it still looked solid. She hoped she could pry open the other door with it, and maybe even bludgeon anything that got close to her.
She picked it up, along with a few other tools which she shoved into her pockets... until she heard a stack of crates fall over. Jess whipped around, clutching the crowbar until her knuckles turned white. Her body was shivering vigorously, her face pale and her breathing short and shallow. She backed up into the corner, looking around for the creature, a part of her hoping it was just a stack of crates that was stacked poorly and finally lost balance... but she knew that was too optimistic.
So fearful and too focused on the direction the sound had come from, she failed to remember that the alien that snatched Will had come from above... and too late noticed the tail drop down from the ceiling before her, coiling about her crowbar and wrenching from her grasp with such a sudden twist that it easily stole it from her grip. She watched as the crowbar, in her possession for such a short amount of time, was flung across the ground, clanking against the floor. From there, she then watched as the alien, 'looking' down at her with its eyeless visage, slowly dropped down from the ceiling, digging the claws of its hands in so that it could slowly roll its torso and let its feet drop down to the floor, before standing upright before her, a full seven feet of silhouetted terror.
Of course, Jess' eyes had opportunity to adjust to the darkness from beforehand, so as it approached, she made out features simply... unexpected for this creature. Outright obscene, Jess' eyes outlining the set of breasts that seemingly jiggled ever so slightly with each step it took. It had a strange 'face', the upper half an impassive dome of semi-translucent, smooth chitin that swept over the top of its elongated skull, the lower half expressive, with cheeks and lips twisted into a devious smirk, an oily tongue slowly drawing from one corner of its mouth to the other. It had a soft 'front', its bust, stomach and hips all smooth, a clean-shaven crotch revealing a smooth vulva hidden between soft, supple inner thighs.
Yet, every 'outer' edge it possessed was covered in a smooth chitin in places with some smooth but almost leathery hide between the carapace. Overall, its figure was alien, but incredibly feminine, and the way it moved was similar, possessive of an unnatural agility, yet walking with a sultry sway to its hips. But despite all this, Jess could only pale before it, terror filling her... yet she could not utter a single word, releasing a pitiful sound.
She was frozen, her mind simply transfixed in horror as it stepped towards her. She couldn't make any decisions, couldn't muster any instinct or reflex... she was like a deer in the headlights, this predator bearing down on her without any resistance from its 'prey'. She simply shivered and released shuddering, almost inaudible breaths of fear, until she was backed into the corner, nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. It then reached forward with a hand, its lanky, sharp fingers a terrifying sight. It grasped the side of Jess' face, gently cupping her cheek in its broad hand, causing her to flinch and release a short sob.
It cocked its head, grinning wickedly down at the woman, the amusement on its lower face palpable. Jess felt its tail snake around behind her, offering her nowhere to pull away from this thing, whilst binding her arms down to her sides when it tightened the noose around her midsection, trapping the woman in the alien's grasp. She couldn't even contemplate why it hadn't killed her yet, too scared to think coherently. She was simply frozen with fear, until the alien leaned in close, sliding the hand to the side of her head down until it was grasping her chin in its sharp fingertips.
It loomed over her... until it dragged its lukewarm but slimy tongue up her face, causing her eyes to clench close, releasing a pitiful whine as she felt the alien taste her. It did it again, running its tongue along her face slowly, deviously, its other arm snaking around her midsection and tugging her close until she could feel its breasts squashing to her own.
What it was doing was not immediately recognised by Jess, the fear overriding all her logic too great until she felt the creature's hand to the small of her back slip down over its tail and tightly grip her rump, giving it a squeeze which caused her to gasp softly. Her eyes widened, watching as the creature continued to run its slick tongue up her face, leaving wet trails of saliva all over her skin, the creature bringing its hand up from her rump to grasp at the back of her head, holding it in place so that it could lick and lap at her face with impunity, the hand to her chin letting go and sliding down her body, the sharp tips trailing softly across her skin with a light pressure, almost ticklish with the way they grazed over her body, digging in a little deeper when they passed over her clothes, until it came to rest upon the edge of one of her breasts, giving it a squeeze.
She gasped again, starting to whine, which prompted the alien to snake the hand to the back of her skull around further, covering her mouth with its palm, and holding her head in place for it to apply slow, broad strokes to her face with its tongue, the woman beginning to squirm, but being utterly helpless as she was held in place by the alien's arms and tail.
What was it doing to her? Was it tasting her? Surely it didn't need to grope her for that... and surely it would be doing it in a more animalistic way... this thing was licking her expressly to tease and torment. She whined into its palm, whilst it began slurping against her face, pressing its lips to her skin and drawing them together, letting its tongue roll against her flesh as it did, slurping loudly. She sobbed quietly, but few tears rolled down her cheeks, too shaken to produce many at all.
The creature didn't lap them up specifically, but some were invariably tasted in one of the alien's long, slow strokes of its tongue, which it didn't stop to really appreciate the flavour, if it even noticed. Instead, it moved to other places on her face, covering Jess' countenance in licks and kisses, sliding its hand away from her mouth once more, grasping one side of her head whilst the alien's other hand took a hold of the other, tilting her head about so that it could slurp and lick and kiss wherever it pleased. Jess simply whined in response, shivering and trying to pull away, but there was no fleeing the alien's lecherous attention.
It dragged its lips along her jawline, slid its tongue up until it was draping over her ear, whereupon the alien slurped and suckled on Jess' earlobes and upon the top arches, sometimes letting its tongue wiggle at the entrance to her ear canal. Jess whined and gasped more than she sobbed, the alien's actions embarrassing and tormenting her. Soon though, it was moving to suckle upon her lips, tugging on Jess' oral folds whilst interrupting such actions by letting its lips suckle against the bridge of her nose, leaving no part of her untouched by its oral activities. It growled softly, pushing its bust more firmly into her own.
