Alien's Bride: Lisette by Yamila Abraham Page A

Lisette twisted partway from the rapturous
sensation.
    He sat up and hitched his fingers into
the waistband of her panties. Lisette’s stomach quivered. She
lifted herself to help him strip her, despite feeling her face
blazoning red. Her sex was now guarded only by a wispy tuft of dark
hair. She bit her lower lip while his eyes went from her breasts to
her sex and back again.
    “ You’re
stunning.”
    Her heart thundered now. The eroticism
of being naked in front of him made her clench deep inside. She
couldn’t bear his gaze for more than a moment. Lisette turned
sharply onto her side just as he lowered back over her. Prax-Denay
kissed the round peak of her hip and glided his hand over her
buttock. The tickling touch made her wince. He lowered down to kiss
just above the swell. Every touch was lighting her skin up with
tingles. She knew she was already damp between her legs. Prax-Denay
had full control of her.
    “ It’s not…fair.” She reached
back to clutch a handful of his pants.
    Prax-Denay knelt up and exposed himself
with one fluid move. He kicked his pants off the bed.
    Lisette’s lips parted. He was sitting
up on his bent legs to allow her a look at him. She crept over and
smoothed her hands over his firm thighs. Of course…the alien had an
alien penis: it was a bulbous blue tube as long as her forearm and
as thick as her wrist. It rested in a smooth curve outward before
him on the bed. She thought him flaccid, but when she touched the
warm flesh the shaft lifted and became straight. Lisette brought
both her hands around it. The hard organ coiled around one of her
arms. She gave him a look of shock only to see that Prax-Denay’s
eyes were closed and his moist lips parted.
    She pulled her arm free with some
difficulty. The stiff organ reached out for her. Lisette tented her
hands on either side of it, and then groped up and down its length.
There was a soft mound beneath it, and what seemed to be large
testicles embedded in his inner thighs. Lisette palmed the hot
mound of flesh first. Prax-Denay groaned. His lips pulled back to
expose his clenched teeth. She felt the baseball-sized bulges
embedded in his thighs next, with a hand fondling each side. This
made his chest pull forward, and a more visceral grunt came through
his clenched teeth.
    Lisette watched him with short pants of
breath. She rubbed the thick shaft with more vigor. That seemed the
part of him which could handle the most abuse. She started to jack
him with both hands. Prax-Denay’s grunts shortened and came out in
a rapid sequence. She saw his hands clench to fists.
    His wild eyes opened and he pushed her
back so that she was beneath him again. Prax-Denay kissed her
ravenously. She was swept back into her euphoria when their searing
mouths rejoined, but then she felt his cock stirring against her
leg. He pried the moistened head between her thighs and penetrated
the tender outer folds of her sex.
    Lisette’s eyes opened. His cock rubbed
against her slick labia. Shocking sensation bombarded her. Her
muscles clenched as the thick tool glazed itself in her wetness. A
ticklish buzz of pleasure made her toes curl. Her nipples peaked
against his chest. She clutched his shoulder with her eyes wide.
His cock brushed her clitoris.
    Lisette gasped. The way he moved the
organ away from it afterwards told her he was aware of the pleasure
spot. He teased her splayed petals, and then went lower to the
opening of her sex. Prax-Denay ground the round head of his cock
against her muscular ring without penetrating. This made her
stomach tremble. He was able to mash her other pleasure spot enough
to make her feel a pulsing. The sensation was more obscure and
sublime than the powerful twinge he’d caused to her
clit.
    His organ became coated with her
juices. He moved it up from her opening, over her labia, and then
glided its full length over her perked clitoris.
    “ Ngh!”
    Potent tingling throbs arrested her
pelvis. Her clit was mashed by the slippery