Page 35 of Earth Girls are Easy… To Dominate
The translator chip I had didn’t understand him.
“Hi.”
He repeated what he said in a firmer manner.
“Um. Hi.”
His dark eyes narrowed as he moved towards the dresser. He spoke as he opened the drawer and pulled out something that looked like a bunch of noodles tied to a handle.
What a strange thing.
I watched him walk towards me, speaking something else.
“Hi.”
He swung the spaghetti thing up and brought it down on my breast. “Ow!”
More words and then smacked my other breast. “Hey!”
His massive erection bumped my arm as he swatted between my breasts, and I realized it didn’t really hurt.
Each time one of the spaghetti things hit my nipple, I felt a tug in my nether region.
Was this normal?
I watched in the mirror, captivated that the more he swatted me, the redder my tits got, but the wetter my … hoohoo felt.
Oh my god. I am tied up, being turned on and I can’t say pussy.
A soft moan left my lips. My pussy felt tingly and I wanted to touch it.
He tossed the spaghetti over his shoulder and snapped his fingers. The alien on the floor scuttled over and pressed kisses to his feet before removing his shoes, socks, and pants.
Then he stood and removed the bully’s shirt.
And I felt warm all over.
The bully alien had an extremely toned body, with skin that reminded of some boots I once saw. His thick tail appeared to be connected to his spine, if he had one, and his face had the strange trunk.
But underneath that trunk, I saw full lips that appeared soft.
Bully reached down and helped the other up. His large hands caressed his lover’s face before kissing it, and it made me feel this weird fluttery feeling in my belly.
How could he be a brute one moment and tender the next?
When they stopped their kiss, they both turned to look at me, and I felt very exposed. Bully spoke and the quiet one laughed.
Bully peeled the clothes from his lover, and then the quiet one climbed over me on the bed!
“Um.” Fear built in my gut. “Hi.”
“Em low hee.” He smiled at me.
“I don’t … what?” I blinked a few times.
He chuckled. “Low hee. Low oo.”
“I’m not …” He leaned down and his mouth covered my nipple, suckling it, and I felt my toes curl.
