Free How Not to Date an Alien by Stephanie Burke

stuttered, but he was obviously distracted. His eyes kept going to the spot between her legs, and he was licking his lips again like a starving man.
    “Say yes,” she urged, spreading her legs wider. She was not above using everything in the seduction arsenal to pull this man in, and she was going to use the most overt tactics to get the job done.
    “Yes,” he breathed.
    Finally she was seeing a reaction out of him, and he was letting his passions go.
    As she watched, his cock elongated, swelling and widening until it seemed like he was growing a third leg. Her eyes widened in horror, and he tilted his head to the side before his cock began to shrink.
    “Too much?” he asked, and she nodded mutely.
    He grinned again, and then held up two fingers in front of his face.
    “You can easily take this much.” He nodded, then added a third finger. “You can take this much as well.”
    He looked down at his cock, and the damn thing resized again, slimming a bit and losing the frightening thickness and that fear-inspiring length. He stopped when his cock was about nine inches long and a few inches wide.
    “Acceptable?” he asked and again she nodded. “Then I may proceed?”
    “Please do, but go easy,” she chided him. “I’m still sensitive from your feasting.”
    “Worth it,” he shot back. “I am sure you would agree.”
    He had her there. So she sat back and waited. He did not disappoint.
    He naturally started between her spread thighs with mouth and tongue, moaning at the hot gush of liquid response that he lapped up like a contented cat. “So delicious.” He buried his face deep inside her, his nose teasing her clit as he lapped at the swollen opening to her body. “I could live right here.”
    Kilana gasped her approval, tangling her hand in his hair, now used to the fact that his hair wrapped around her fingers in return.
    He stayed there for only a short time, though, thoroughly testing her again and refamiliarizing himself with her most private place before he began to lick his way up.
    He teased her clit with his vibrating finger before he wrapped both forks of his tongue around it and tugged. Kilana hissed and spread her legs wider, her hands sliding down his back as he moved upwards.
    He stroked her belly and rubbed his face against it, looking up at her with excited black eyes. She smiled at him and bared her teeth, and a shudder went through him. “I love the way you respond to me,” he murmured, placing one last tiny kiss on her stomach before moving upwards again.
    He started with her breasts this time and spent several almost painful moments nipping and licking at them, using his split tongue to its best advantage to tug at her nipples and sensitive, nerve-rich skin. Kilana gasped and arched into his touch, her own hands exploring the taut muscles of his back. She tugged his hair gently away from his skin and set out on her own little trek of his body.
    His muscles bulged beneath the too-soft-to-be-believed skin. She could feel them move and adjust as he changed position on top of her. He felt different that the human men she had been with, as if the muscles were denser and in strange places, but all the same she delighted in the feel of them under his skin.
    She slid her hand down and finally gripped that delicious round ass of his. He gave a small moan, and Kilana felt him press his hard length against her thigh. She teasingly lifted and pressed with her thigh, feeling a small spurt of vibration shake his cock before it swelled a bit more.
    It too was covered in softer than down skin, though the firmness beneath was reminiscent of her favorite vibrator. There was some give there, but not as much as a human cock. He would be harder inside her, stiffer, and maybe last longer after she orgasmed.
    Kilana just loved the feeling of being stuffed after orgasm. That little erotic pain did something to her brain, though most men could not stay hard long enough after ejaculation to totally satisfy that