Page 91 of What Makes an Alien a Dad?

I ran my hands through his fur, then stroked his long smooth horns. He sucked in a breath, pressing his face to my chest. He held a topless woman in his arms for the first time ever, I realized. For the first time, he was touched intimately by a living person rather than a machine.

My heart melted. Suddenly, I wished to give him everything he desired. I wanted to make this night special for him.

Sliding down his body, I gave him a quick kiss on the lips. “Pants off, Professor.”

He sucked in a breath, but didn’t argue, promptly unfastening his waistband.

I slid a hand inside.

“Maya...” He staggered on his hooves.

Being with Kear was different from my experience before. I’d never taken the lead in sex with Walter, who had been the one and only sex partner I’d had until now. This was new, a little unsettling, and very exciting, like I was playing a role of someone who wasn’t me. Slipping into a different personality for a while felt like playing dress-up.

“Oh my God, you’re huge,” I gasped, trying to wrap my fingers around the hard, throbbing length in his pants. “How will I even fit you inside me?”

He hissed, tipping his head back in pleasure.

“A female birth canal can accommodate a wide range of girths. It expands under certain circumstances...”

I smiled. He was being a typical nerdy professor now, giving me a lecture. But I didn’t want to shut him up. Playing along felt like more fun.

Squeezing his hard cock in my hand, I murmured, “But how about a female mouth, Professor Thormus? What are your thoughts on how accommodating it could be?”

He stuttered to a stop, mid-sentence.

“A mouth?”

“Mhm.” I smiled innocently, sliding down his body to my knees. “Should we do some tests?”

I tugged his pants down his hips, freeing his erection. It looked as massive as it felt, rising from the thick fur in his groin. Smooth, dark-gray skin stretched like silk over the relief of bulging veins. Short, velvety fur covered the taut sack at the base. I cupped it in my hand, playing with the two spheres inside.

Holding his length in my other hand, I twirled the tip of my tongue around the crown.

“Maya, I...” he gasped for air like a man drawing in the sea of pleasure. “I won’t last long like this.”

“Then don’t. I want to see you come.” I dragged my tongue along his hard length, then sucked as much of it as I could into my mouth. I couldn’t fit much in, but I made up for it by lapping at him with enthusiasm.

He tasted amazing, warm and spicy with a hint of salt. His moans and thrusts spurred my own arousal. I squirmed on my knees, pressing my thighs together.

His tail wrapped tightly around my waist, bringing me closer. He rested both hands on the sides of my head, cradling it gently. His hips bucked. His chest vibrated with a growl.

“Let it go, Kear, darling,” rushed through my head.

I wanted to see him undone. By me, not by a machine for once.

He shifted on his hooves with a tortured groan. His cock spasmed, releasing warm spurts into my mouth. I swallowed in big gulps, but I couldn’t keep up. Some dripped out, running down from the corners of my mouth.

Kear panted when I finally let go of him. Air rushed out of his chest in huge, ragged breaths. He staggered to the couch behind me and dropped into the seat as if cut down at his knees.

“Come here,” he croaked.

Flexing his tail, he brought me closer, then grabbed me with his arms and dragged me into his lap.

“Are you alright?” I cupped his cheek.

He rested his head on the back of the couch, closing his eyes.

“It’s like... So intense, Maya. It feels like jumping off a cliff, expecting to plummet to my death. But instead, finding myself flying.” He opened his eyes, meeting mine. “I want to do it to you now. I want to taste you, too.”

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