ANOTHER EXCERPT?
WHY NOT?
ADULT EXCERPT!!!!!!
WHY NOT?
ADULT EXCERPT!!!!!!
She tasted like the fresh air and snow of the outdoors, and smelled a bit
musty from the barn. Her returning his passion so freely served to heighten
his. He slipped his fire-warmed hands beneath the layers of clothes she wore
as protection from the cold and fondled her breasts, gently twisting each
nipple already taut from the chill that had seeped through her clothing.
Trinous heard her sigh as he nibbled on an icy earlobe to warm it.
“Come over by the fire and take off some of your clothes,” he prompted with a
gleam in his eyes. “Your sun is near setting, the days seem so short here, and
I know it must be near freezing outside,” Trinous remarked.
“Only in the winter and especially on an overcast day like this one, do the
days seem so short,” Christine replied and her voice was husky with her
passion. “In the summer, the days are much longer and the sun stays up and
fills the sky until it goes behind the far mountains.”
“I’ve never been here in the summer,” he remarked, “perhaps, one day. It
sounds beautiful.” He led her toward the blazing fire he had built.
“Are you a winter person?” Christine asked Trinous.
“No, not really, I enjoy all climates. I love the water, swimming and diving.
You?”
“My father took me on a trip to the tropics once, down to the Caribbean
islands. We took scuba diving lessons together, I loved it,” Christine
explained, her voice reflecting her affection for her now dead father.
“I’ve done that too and as you say, loved it. You won’t be bored on Kantar, my
Christine,” he told her, watching as she took off her last sweater leaving on
only the winter underwear camisole. It was a snug, sleeveless garment with a
pink bow on the scooped neckline and did nothing to hide her full
breasts.
Christine cocked her head to the side, an odd expression on her face.
“Trinous, do you really think I will go with you?”
“I know you will,” he told her. His eyes seemed to consume her. “I won’t
accept a no answer.”
Trinous’ voice held a note of seriousness and command she had heard him
use earlier with her would-be abductors.
There was an irresistible compulsion to his tone, one which she found herself
rebelling against despite her already willingness to go with him. Christine had
always found those types of orders difficult to obey, even the ones she knew
would be pleasant. She had only asked him the question to gauge the
seriousness of his offer.
“You say your women have become complacent because there are more of
them than men, yet you want to take me back to your world. I don’t think I will
be a welcome addition,” Christine pointed out.
Trinous considered his Earth beauty. She really didn’t know how rare a
woman she was. He had visited Earth several times and had met enough of
the planet’s women to know she was special here as well. Trinous tenderly
touched her face and lightly smoothed his thumb over her soft bottom lip. He
found her lips irresistible and slipped a hand behind her head to pull her
closer. Looking into her amber-golden eyes, Trinous allowed the tension
between them to tingle just a bit before
his lips slowly, hesitantly touched hers. But only for a moment before his
arms surrounded her to draw her closer and part her lips, his tongue stroked
hers as it had her clit earlier and brought her to orgasm. His hands slowly
wandered over her back and returned to her breasts. He fondled those
sweet, soft mounds through the thin fabric of her shirt, her nipples hard,
prompting his cock to grow rigid inside the restrictive jeans he wore. He
wondered how the men of this planet managed to maintain their virility in
such clothes.
Trinous felt Christine’s hands release the button and carefully unzip his jeans,
for she knew he wore no undergarments.
His dick sprang out, pleased to be free of the restraints that so cruelly held it.
Her hand stroked his erect penis and he pushed her shirt out of his way to
allow him to tease each nipple with love nips.
Trinous felt Christine sink to her knees astounded she would so willingly
taste his cock. Kantarian women would only pleasure a man in this manner
for a high reward but she seemed to enjoy the taste of him. She nestled her
long fingers and beautifully painted fingernails through the thick golden pubic
hairs. He placed a gentle hand on either side of her head, his fingers lost in
her brunette hair. Trinous groaned.
Such pleasure he had never thought possible. He could feel the explosion
build inside his balls and knew if he allowed her to continue she would
receive his jism in her mouth. Regretfully, he pulled away from her
breathtaking mouth.
“No, my Christine.” He smiled down into her face when she turned to look up
at him with a question in her eyes. Her lips were red from their loving work.
Trinous knelt with her and laid her on the pillows next to the hearth. Taking a
moment to roust the waning fire in the fireplace and allowing his near climax
to still for a moment. He drew her jeans from her form and kissed the dark
curls on her mound covering her hot nest. With measured slowness he drew a
finger between the
lips of her cunt, and she gasped. “Now, I will pleasure you.”
He tweaked her clit with his thumb, a deep rumble coming from his chest
when she groaned from the pleasure. He sensed her climax was near when he
slipped a finger deep inside her
slippery pussy. He spread her legs, then held her nether lips open with his
thumbs to suck on her clit. He could feel her body begin to spasm in the first
stages of orgasm and he stopped abruptly to look down at her. As he held
himself over her by his arms, he slowly bent to kiss her.
Christine tasted the musk of her own body on his lips, his tongue and smelled
it on his breath. Her body reacted by streams of juices flowing down her legs,
she felt his hand leisurely stroke between her legs and smiled. She felt him
position himself over her and slowly move into position to merge
with her willing body.
With a measured pace he joined with her, fully enlisting a sigh of pleasure
from her. With his hands on either side of her face he lowered his head to kiss
her. “Will you come with me?” he asked, knowing he took advantage of her
situation.
“You don’t care what advantages you take of a lady, do you?” Christine
gasped between his thrusts.
His eyes were dark with passion. “Not when it comes to getting a yes from
you.” Before she could answer he possessed her lips again. He propelled her
higher until she cried out for her release, but he slowed his pace. “I want your
answer, my love, and no is unacceptable. Will you come with me?”
“You are a cruel master!” Christine cried out. “Oh please…” She panted, her
body ached, her vaginal muscles tightened around his hard cock causing
Trinous to lay forward on her, his own control challenged.
“Christine, I am not just asking you,” he stopped talking and moaned to
control his own building climax, “to return to my world. I am asking you to be
my mate, my wife as you say
here.”
Christine’s arms pulled him closer. She concentrated on her muscles
contracting around his cock. “Yes, yes, Trinous!” she said with some force
and raised her hips to meet his thrusts. “I will return to your world with you.”
Trinous quickened his pace and added a little twist upon contact with her
cervix, causing Christine to cry out from his exquisite torture. Trinous’ voice
joined hers to shake the rafters of the hundred-year-old log cabin. Trinous
eased to her side still holding her close and kissed her face.
“I love you, Christine. I would not have asked for any other reason. I do not
like the way a woman as rare and special as you has been treated by that so-
called family. On my world you will be respected and honored,” Trinous
assured her.
“What of your mother? What will she think of you bringing home a woman
from a planet as unadvanced as Earth?”
Christine asked, hesitant about going to a world already overpopulated by
women.
“Kantarian women will be jealous of you. However, my mother will love you,”
Trinous assured her. He rose from their comfortable nest before the fire and
seeing darkness had fallen, he dressed as Christine watched.
“Where are you going?” she inquired.
“To send a message to Kantar’s ruler, telling him I accomplished my mission
but was delayed, then another message to my home to inform them of our
arrival. Mother will
be most pleased. Would you like to come with me?” He watched her for a
moment.
“No, Trinous, if I am to go with you there are things I must do here. What can I
take? Your ship is small?” Christine asked.
“More than you expect, but we will discuss this when I return,” Trinous said
with a smile and left her to ready herself.
musty from the barn. Her returning his passion so freely served to heighten
his. He slipped his fire-warmed hands beneath the layers of clothes she wore
as protection from the cold and fondled her breasts, gently twisting each
nipple already taut from the chill that had seeped through her clothing.
Trinous heard her sigh as he nibbled on an icy earlobe to warm it.
“Come over by the fire and take off some of your clothes,” he prompted with a
gleam in his eyes. “Your sun is near setting, the days seem so short here, and
I know it must be near freezing outside,” Trinous remarked.
“Only in the winter and especially on an overcast day like this one, do the
days seem so short,” Christine replied and her voice was husky with her
passion. “In the summer, the days are much longer and the sun stays up and
fills the sky until it goes behind the far mountains.”
“I’ve never been here in the summer,” he remarked, “perhaps, one day. It
sounds beautiful.” He led her toward the blazing fire he had built.
“Are you a winter person?” Christine asked Trinous.
“No, not really, I enjoy all climates. I love the water, swimming and diving.
You?”
“My father took me on a trip to the tropics once, down to the Caribbean
islands. We took scuba diving lessons together, I loved it,” Christine
explained, her voice reflecting her affection for her now dead father.
“I’ve done that too and as you say, loved it. You won’t be bored on Kantar, my
Christine,” he told her, watching as she took off her last sweater leaving on
only the winter underwear camisole. It was a snug, sleeveless garment with a
pink bow on the scooped neckline and did nothing to hide her full
breasts.
Christine cocked her head to the side, an odd expression on her face.
“Trinous, do you really think I will go with you?”
“I know you will,” he told her. His eyes seemed to consume her. “I won’t
accept a no answer.”
Trinous’ voice held a note of seriousness and command she had heard him
use earlier with her would-be abductors.
There was an irresistible compulsion to his tone, one which she found herself
rebelling against despite her already willingness to go with him. Christine had
always found those types of orders difficult to obey, even the ones she knew
would be pleasant. She had only asked him the question to gauge the
seriousness of his offer.
“You say your women have become complacent because there are more of
them than men, yet you want to take me back to your world. I don’t think I will
be a welcome addition,” Christine pointed out.
Trinous considered his Earth beauty. She really didn’t know how rare a
woman she was. He had visited Earth several times and had met enough of
the planet’s women to know she was special here as well. Trinous tenderly
touched her face and lightly smoothed his thumb over her soft bottom lip. He
found her lips irresistible and slipped a hand behind her head to pull her
closer. Looking into her amber-golden eyes, Trinous allowed the tension
between them to tingle just a bit before
his lips slowly, hesitantly touched hers. But only for a moment before his
arms surrounded her to draw her closer and part her lips, his tongue stroked
hers as it had her clit earlier and brought her to orgasm. His hands slowly
wandered over her back and returned to her breasts. He fondled those
sweet, soft mounds through the thin fabric of her shirt, her nipples hard,
prompting his cock to grow rigid inside the restrictive jeans he wore. He
wondered how the men of this planet managed to maintain their virility in
such clothes.
Trinous felt Christine’s hands release the button and carefully unzip his jeans,
for she knew he wore no undergarments.
His dick sprang out, pleased to be free of the restraints that so cruelly held it.
Her hand stroked his erect penis and he pushed her shirt out of his way to
allow him to tease each nipple with love nips.
Trinous felt Christine sink to her knees astounded she would so willingly
taste his cock. Kantarian women would only pleasure a man in this manner
for a high reward but she seemed to enjoy the taste of him. She nestled her
long fingers and beautifully painted fingernails through the thick golden pubic
hairs. He placed a gentle hand on either side of her head, his fingers lost in
her brunette hair. Trinous groaned.
Such pleasure he had never thought possible. He could feel the explosion
build inside his balls and knew if he allowed her to continue she would
receive his jism in her mouth. Regretfully, he pulled away from her
breathtaking mouth.
“No, my Christine.” He smiled down into her face when she turned to look up
at him with a question in her eyes. Her lips were red from their loving work.
Trinous knelt with her and laid her on the pillows next to the hearth. Taking a
moment to roust the waning fire in the fireplace and allowing his near climax
to still for a moment. He drew her jeans from her form and kissed the dark
curls on her mound covering her hot nest. With measured slowness he drew a
finger between the
lips of her cunt, and she gasped. “Now, I will pleasure you.”
He tweaked her clit with his thumb, a deep rumble coming from his chest
when she groaned from the pleasure. He sensed her climax was near when he
slipped a finger deep inside her
slippery pussy. He spread her legs, then held her nether lips open with his
thumbs to suck on her clit. He could feel her body begin to spasm in the first
stages of orgasm and he stopped abruptly to look down at her. As he held
himself over her by his arms, he slowly bent to kiss her.
Christine tasted the musk of her own body on his lips, his tongue and smelled
it on his breath. Her body reacted by streams of juices flowing down her legs,
she felt his hand leisurely stroke between her legs and smiled. She felt him
position himself over her and slowly move into position to merge
with her willing body.
With a measured pace he joined with her, fully enlisting a sigh of pleasure
from her. With his hands on either side of her face he lowered his head to kiss
her. “Will you come with me?” he asked, knowing he took advantage of her
situation.
“You don’t care what advantages you take of a lady, do you?” Christine
gasped between his thrusts.
His eyes were dark with passion. “Not when it comes to getting a yes from
you.” Before she could answer he possessed her lips again. He propelled her
higher until she cried out for her release, but he slowed his pace. “I want your
answer, my love, and no is unacceptable. Will you come with me?”
“You are a cruel master!” Christine cried out. “Oh please…” She panted, her
body ached, her vaginal muscles tightened around his hard cock causing
Trinous to lay forward on her, his own control challenged.
“Christine, I am not just asking you,” he stopped talking and moaned to
control his own building climax, “to return to my world. I am asking you to be
my mate, my wife as you say
here.”
Christine’s arms pulled him closer. She concentrated on her muscles
contracting around his cock. “Yes, yes, Trinous!” she said with some force
and raised her hips to meet his thrusts. “I will return to your world with you.”
Trinous quickened his pace and added a little twist upon contact with her
cervix, causing Christine to cry out from his exquisite torture. Trinous’ voice
joined hers to shake the rafters of the hundred-year-old log cabin. Trinous
eased to her side still holding her close and kissed her face.
“I love you, Christine. I would not have asked for any other reason. I do not
like the way a woman as rare and special as you has been treated by that so-
called family. On my world you will be respected and honored,” Trinous
assured her.
“What of your mother? What will she think of you bringing home a woman
from a planet as unadvanced as Earth?”
Christine asked, hesitant about going to a world already overpopulated by
women.
“Kantarian women will be jealous of you. However, my mother will love you,”
Trinous assured her. He rose from their comfortable nest before the fire and
seeing darkness had fallen, he dressed as Christine watched.
“Where are you going?” she inquired.
“To send a message to Kantar’s ruler, telling him I accomplished my mission
but was delayed, then another message to my home to inform them of our
arrival. Mother will
be most pleased. Would you like to come with me?” He watched her for a
moment.
“No, Trinous, if I am to go with you there are things I must do here. What can I
take? Your ship is small?” Christine asked.
“More than you expect, but we will discuss this when I return,” Trinous said
with a smile and left her to ready herself.