Alien Erotica Novels & Stories

That fucking diamond pattern from your cubicle, unmistakable, like a dirty little secret laid bare. Your mind spins, lust twisting into something darker. Could it be Sabrina? The thought’s a blade, sharp and hot, slicing through you. The idea that the goddess from the office, with her angelic smile and fuck-me eyes, could be this filthy little exhibitionist—it’s too much. You’re rock-hard, imagining her spread open in that cubicle, touching herself while you’re just feet away, clueless. Who the hell is Kat18, and how deep does this rabbit hole go? ****************

“You’re so sweet, keep touching yourself just like that.” I let out a gasp, arching into her mouth, enjoying the sensation as my fingers went back between my legs, rubbing my clit in frantic circles. “Thea… that feels amazing. Bite it a little.” She obliged happily, her teeth grazing my nipples gently and sending sparks through me. “Like that? You’re getting so wet, I can hear it.” Adam watched us, increasing the speed of his thrusts as his eyes darkened. “Fuck, you two are my fantasy. Kara, play with her tits too. Make her moan for me.”

Still, doubt creeps in as I focus on her eyes, “Is this the right thing for you though?” She looks at me for a long minute, before finding my hand and leading it down her body. Her boobs, soft and perky, her flat stomach, and finally deeper. Past her panties and I feel her wetness. My hand is soaked, and she groans when my hand comes into contact with her dripping pussy. The sound is so sexy, so raw. “Just from that kiss, my love. We can talk about whether it's right tomorrow.” I don't need any other confirmation. I grab her.

Succubus fluid could be used as a sexual aphrodisiac. “That must be rather unpleasant,” Emma mused. “He is in constant agony, but his pain is my pleasure,” Terra said. She laid on her back and spread her legs exposing her smooth gleaming pussy while grabbing the man’s leash. “Fuck me like you really want water!” The man had to use his hips to guide his cock into the creature’s fleshy folds because his hands were tightly bound behind his back. It took him some moments to slide his shaft into the Terra’s pussy and when he did, he moaned in a mixture of pleasure and pain.

She knew the desire was already obvious on her face as well so she didn't hesitate to do as he said. She began to grind and even brought her protruding jewel closer to his masculinity while still sitting on it. She moved to rub her femininity with only thin panties covering it. She was not afraid to do that because she knew that his maleness was also lifeless because of his condition. His two hands were holding her waist again to help her move her body against him. "Damn! Aaaghhhh!" his violent growl was quite loud.

LUCA; I'm obsessed with my gym partner. Utterly and completely obsessed. And no, not in a platonic way. In an erotic, filthy and sinful way. His name is Ethan. Yes, I'm fucking straight. The mere idea of another man touching me in that manner, was repulsive to say the least. Should be a disgusting.... demonic act. I detested the thought of it...but it was such a shame that I had no control of my body's reaction. Of my thoughts. They were filthy and borderline pornographic on the things I imagined he'd do to me, or the things I'd would love to explore with him.

she panted, voice hoarse but still commanding, “fuck me properly. Both of you.” Elena lay on her back on the massive conference table, breathing heavily, her body flushed and glistening, the signed employment contract lying beside her like a trophy. Her eyes gleamed with pure lust as she looked up at the two men. “Don’t stop now,” she said, her voice husky and commanding. “I want both of you inside me. At the same time. Fill your new secretary completely.” Kane and David exchanged a heated glance. Kane gripped her hips and flipped her over onto her hands and knees with ease. David climbed onto the table in front of her while Kane positioned himself behind her, rubbing his thick cock against

"Even when you're this wet, you still grip me like you're starving for it." He began to fuck me with a brutal, rhythmic intensity. Each thrust was a declaration of war, a violent attempt to erase the memory of the audit. I clung to his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin, my head lolling back against the stone. I was a vessel, a playground, a slut for every man who knew how to take me. The contrast was intoxicating—the cold stone against my back, the cool breeze on my skin, and the searing, white-hot friction of Ethan’s cock hammering into my womb. I could feel the fluids mixing inside me, a cocktail of lust and taboo that pushed me toward a breaking point.

Then I opened my legs wider for him, resisting the overwhelming urge to close them and hide. The cool air against my wet folds made me shiver. “Touch yourself,” he ordered, voice low and rough. My face burned with humiliation, but I obeyed again. My fingers moved between my folds, smearing my abundant juices around my already swollen clit. The wet sound was embarrassingly loud in the quiet room. I closed my eyes tightly, unable to bear the intensity of his stare. “Open your eyes,” he snapped. “And do not hide your moans.” I forced my eyes open, releasing my bitten lip. Soft, embarrassed whimpers escaped me as I circled my clit faster. My hips began to rock against my hand without permission.

Lena shattered. Her orgasm ripped through her with brutal, violent force, leaving her sobbing and trembling, clutching at Aria’s shoulders like she’d drown without her. Aria pulled back slowly, licking her fingers clean with a filthy smile. "You’re so fucking beautiful when you fall apart," she murmured. Lena could only pant, boneless and wrecked under her. But Aria wasn’t done. She climbed back up Lena’s body, kissing her hard — letting her taste herself on her tongue.