Page 6 of All You Need is Alien Love
Deep throating alien dick will do that to a man, but I’m not complaining.
He moves to take a step forward and nearly trips over his pants still bunched around his knees.
I can’t help it. I giggle.
He gives me a warning look before he reaches down with one hand to pull them up while his other keeps a firm hold of my ass. We shuffle a bit awkwardly up the stairs to the bedroom, and Kai tosses me on the bed, making me sigh happily.
I watch as he gets undressed and stalks toward me, his eyes giving off sparks of desire.
We’ve been married for two weeks and our passion for one another hasn’t waned one bit. In fact, it just keeps getting more intense with every day.
I fucking love it.
It also helps that Kai’s episode of Tentaculum Calefaction has passed and he’s back to his normal self. Everything we do together now is something he wants, not something needed to sate his Mating Fever. Having control over himself again has made Kai’s desire for me supernova hot.
Let’s do the math. I’m a gay twenty-two-year-old man and in my sexual prime, I have a supersexy husband with a dick and tentacles to keep me hella satisfied, and we recently escaped a brush with death. All this adds up to me deliberately finding every possible opportunity to experience life-affirming lovemaking with Kai.
Marvin Gaye sang about sexual healing, and let me tell you, I am a believer!
I let Kai undress me, which I know for a fact he loves to do, and sprawl out like the wanton, willing husband—and geeky sex god—that I am.
Kai growls. “You drive me wild. I need you more than anything in this universe.”
Feeling especially naughty this evening, I sit up and provocatively position myself on my hands and knees, waving my fabulous ass at Kai. “Right back atcha, babycakes. Now, how about you fuck me from behind? I want you to pound me good and hard.”
He moans long and loud when he sees the butt plug I’ve been wearing for the last few hours. I wanted to be prepared for some hardcore fucking after I got my man all riled up with sugar, chocolate, and a blow job.
Like I said—King. Of. Birthdays.
Period.
Three tentacles burst out of Kai’s abdominal pouch with horny intent. He grabs one, its tip covered with its own natural, slick lube, which he uses to help coat his cock.
Kneeling behind me, he traces the tip of a tentacle around the plug in my ass. “You did this for me?”
I wiggle my butt. “Uh-huh. All for you, sexy.”
Well, and for me, but you get the idea.
His tentacle wraps around the base of the plug and slowly pulls it out of me, making me gasp at the momentary pressure and then the sensation of fullness leaving me.
“So beautiful,” Kai murmurs. “So perfect.” His cock presses against my very ready hole. “And all mine.”
He enters me in one long, smooth thrust that has me seeing stars.
“Ahhh!”
Two tentacles encircle my already shaking thighs and hold me steady as Kai starts to move inside me. The third one sneaks around my hip and circles around my cock to stroke me the way I like while Kai pounds my ass just how I wanted.
Nay,needed.
He changes his angle slightly and nails my prostate. I clench around him tight.
“Fuck yeah, baby!”
Kai grunts and continues to fuck me good and hard. No one’s ever been able to take me to the same dizzying orgasmic highs as this man. With his big cock inside me and his dexterous tentacle playing my cock like a Stradivarius, it isn’t long until my balls start to draw up.
“Gonna come,” I gasp.
