Free Alien Sex 101 by Allie Ritch Page A

she’s also volunteered for full exposure,” Xindra added. “That’s two. How about Trett? He’s an Ibration. Right now he’s only volunteering for full nudity and scans, but he marked down touching and intercourse as ‘undecided.’ There’s a good chance he’s doing what we are and checking out the environment and group before he commits. He’s in his early thirties and lives in the Trilanta suburbs year round.”
    “Sounds good. What do you think of…?”
    They continued bantering names back and forth until they’d added Spri, a Litting female, a Semhym man named Glynn, and a twenty-two-year-old New Earthling girl nicknamed Pixie. After further discussion, they also decided to allow an Allurian male named Whitt and one of the more animalistic Nimanian males, Zeo, into the class.
    Quinn was happy with the lineup. Overall, the group was diverse in race, age, and experience. He moved on to the lesson plan.
    “So for our first class, we’ll demonstrate relations between a male Allurian and a female New Earthling. Deina will model with your cousin, Huv, for that. Then we’ll show them the opposite when we model the following week, and you said Mera will take the week after that, right?”
    His wife nodded. “She’s fine all the way up through the touching. Penetration depends on whom we get to partner her. She doesn’t have a regular lover, and she’s understandably wary about having sex with some of the other races. After the research I’ve done, I can see a few possibilities, but I want to check out the students in person before I suggest them as partners. I don’t want her hurt again.”
    “No argument here.” He liked Mera, and she was doing them a real favor. “If we do find someone, we’ll both be right there with her, not to mention a class full of spectators. We can put a stop to things immediately if either party is uncomfortable.”
    Xindra smiled at him like he’d just handed her the moons. “Come here.”
    Quinn drew closer and grinned against her lips as she kissed him. When she took his hand and began leading him across the room, he followed her like a well trained puppy.
    “The kitchen counter?” he asked hopefully.
    “It’s the only surface we haven’t tried yet.” She shot him a sultry look over her shoulder. “Besides, I’m in the mood for something hot and covered in syrup.”
    “Sausage?”
    Her greedy chuckle had him starving for his own taste of sweet.
    * * * *
    Twenty minutes later, they were sticky and shaking, and Xindra had to brace herself when she crawled over her husband’s prone body and mounted him. Although the feel of his cock stretching her was always a treat, she winced when she put her weight on her knees.
    Quinn grunted. “Hard.”
    Xindra tried to oblige him with a firm downward thrust, but he shook his head.
    “Too hard,” he clarified. “Need a bed.”
    Using those muscles he’d honed so well, he did a sit-up, slid off the counter, and started carrying her toward their bedroom. How he managed it without dislodging her, she wasn’t sure, but she clamped her legs around him and felt him slip deeper. Every step he took made his erection bob and jolt inside her, causing her to moan and gasp. He emitted a grumbling sound deep in his throat and then groaned in relief when they finally reached the bed. Forcing her to straighten one leg, he tumbled them onto their sides with her other leg still hooked over his hip.
    “Much better.” He sighed as he started to flex his spine and thrust.
    Xindra keened in agreement as she squirmed to meet him. Locked together face-to-face, she felt like they were children whispering secrets to one another in bed. Naughty children. Cupping his cheek, she kissed his lips, his forehead, and the stubborn tilt of his chin. He tweaked her nipple and rubbed her back. His strokes evolved into steady rocking, shuttling him in and out of her moistened passage.
    “Have I told you how much I love you,” he whispered, staring into