Christmas Rescue
by Sultry Summers
Read an excerpt of Christmas Rescue and you find it hard to wait for the book!!
“I hunger,” Trinous said and looked intently into Christine’s eyes. “But not for food.” A
flame of blush covered her cheeks and suddenly his brawny arm was around her waist
to pull her close against his strong body. He hugged her soft body to his hard chest
causing a sudden exhale, she gasped. He looked down into her beautiful face, her lips
parted in surprise and anticipation. Christine looked into his eyes. Trinous could not
wait another moment to feel her in his arms. "One kiss didn't seem like enough," he
said simply, his voice a soft murmur "to thank you for my life."
Christine, stunned by the suddenness of his movement grasped his sinewy arms. Her
cunt grew instantly wetter, and her legs weak with lust for this bold man. She vaguely
wondered if she pushed him away would he stop? She didn't care to find out as he
boldly declared his intentions. His lips only centimeters from hers, they touched hers
gently, lightly, his breath became hers and his mouth possessed hers. His tongue
tantalized her tongue, she teased his back, her hands moved upward to encircle his
thick neck, her fingers lacing through his golden hair. She trembled in his arms and he
pulled her closer, molding her to his body. Beneath his short kilt, Christine could feel
the steal hard rod of his cock proving his lust for her. I want this man, she thought
sure now. His lips left hers to tease an earlobe. Her breath grew uneven and ragged.
Christine reminded herself that she knew nothing about him. He was an alien. She
shook again and he tightened his arms around her before he kissed her again. His
touch was gentle, persuasive, and undeniable. She moaned when his hand caressed her
breast, the heat from his hand through the thin fabric of her teddy and robe causing
the nipple to spring erect. Christine's legs wobbled and he drew her down onto the
couch, his hands smoothed over her legs. Trinous laid her down and the robe fell open
to reveal the long satin smoothness of her own muscular legs.
"Are the men on your World always so aggressive?" Christine managed to ask. Her
desire for this man was great, though he was a stranger to her and he moved much
too fast.
"We know a beautiful, desirable woman when we see one," he told her with a serious
face. "And we go after her before another male has a chance to claim her."
His answer did not calm her concerns and the passion that filled his eyes did not quiet
her desires. Gentle lips kissed her face and neck working back to her eager lips and
Christine found no desire to stop him. What must he think of me, she thought, that I
would give in to him this easily? Nevertheless, she could not stop him.
“My bed is larger,” Christine heard herself say surprised at her own voice and made to
rise.
“Your couch looks comfortable by the firelight or here on your thick rugs,” Trinous
suggested and reveled at the arousal he saw in her eyes. Knowing her need for him
was genuine, and not a product of his powers, made the sweetness of their attraction
even greater.
Christine smiled warmly, “There is a warm fireplace in my room as well and the bed is
more comfortable,” she rose to draw him by the hand and up the stairs to her huge
bedroom.
She could see Trinous was pleased at the warm fire that burned in her bedroom
fireplace and the curtain-draped bed strewn with pillows. Christine found her legs
suddenly swept from beneath her. Her alien lover lifted her into his strong arms,
deposited her onto the bed, and deftly untied the satin belt she had tied earlier in
defense of him, his eyes never leaving hers. Christine watched with eager abandon as
he undid the golden breastplate and laid it aside. He slid out of the scarlet tunic to
reveal a broad muscular chest she was eager to caress. He let the kilt slide to the floor
and freed his magnificent staff. Christine stared in awe at the splendid organ. Her eyes
moved up to Trinous' face, hers scarlet in embarrassment, her lips slightly parted in
expectancy, their eyes equally speaking their desires. He stood staring down at her in a
decisive moment.
Christine reached out toward Trinous. "Come to me," she whispered in breathless
passion, "my mysterious Kantarian." She grinned, a mischief grin and reached an arm
toward him.
Trinous eyes were intense. He could see some hesitation in her eyes despite her
invitation. Her earlier shyness told him she was not one to invite just any male into
her bed, but the attraction between them was undeniable.
"At once, my little earth goddess." he returned her banter and slowly settled his weight
on the bed.
Christine thought that Adonis, in his mythological grandeur, could not have been as
wonderful as Trinous’. She found the tremble that left her earlier had returned.
Trinous stretched out next to her on the bed and she heard him sigh, obviously relaxed
on the softness of her bed. Christine propped herself up on her elbow and with
understanding eyes looked down at Trinous’ face. She brazenly touched a finger to his
golden eyebrow, and lightly outlined them with her fingertip finding them soft, as any
hair would be despite the metallic golden color.
“You've been through a rough crash, perhaps you should rest a while,” she allowed
him. Fire burned in his eyes at her words and she found her wrist suddenly held in a
vise like grip of a warrior’s hand as fire ran through her body to nestle deep in her
womb.
“Rest?” he questioned, with an incredulous grin. “When there is a woman like you
close at hand?” Trinous gathered her into his strong arms, his will surrounding her, his
legs resting intimately between hers. “There can be no rest, not for a time,” he smiled
briefly, before his lips possessed hers again.
Trinous sensed Christine had held herself chaste for a long time and wondered why she
had no mate. A beautiful earth woman who risked the frigid cold and the danger of
entering a crashed alien ship to save him was a woman of bravery and intelligence.
Yet no earthman claimed her? Trinous wanted her close, she made his blood heat and
his cock stand to its full erection, rest was the last thing on his mind. When he looked
into her golden eyes or at her ripe breasts straining the lace of the garment she wore,
he could think of little else. He drew away from her full delicious lips to kiss her
throat and down to those breasts that had been tempting him since she had taken off
her cold weather suit. They were smooth and creamy, the hard little nipples stood
erect in her need for him. Trinous placed light kisses around the areolas of her nipples
giving each breast delicate, tortuous attention then chuckled at her little gasp of
surprise when he took one into his mouth and sucked.
Christine's experience with men was limited to only one man and that relationship had
been a terrible failure. He had been handsome enough and seemed the perfect mate.
Her parents, unknowingly at the time approved and expected them to marry, but he
soon showed his true nature and Christine ended the relationship.
Now here was a man from somewhere out of the unknown universe. He was
irresistible. He caused sensations she didn't know she could experience, and she was
eager for more of those feelings. Her hands traced over his back and followed the
lines of his muscles going more gently over an occasional scare. Christine briefly
wondered how he had received those marks of battle. He dressed as a warrior, perhaps
he was. It was a transitory thought, the fire and hunger his attentions was causeing to
flow through her blotted out all else. His lips were one hers again and she answered
his kiss eagerly.
Her hands slid over his muscles slowly down to his slender hips where his aroused
cock stood straight, hard, hot, and throbbing. Christine's familiarity with a man's body
was limited, and Trinous' ample cock gave her a moment's pause. At the same time,
her need for him was beyond control. Her wet cunt soaked the crotch of her teddy
from her thirst for him. His big square hands roved masterfully over her body at an
unhurried pace and became a tantalizing sensation through the material of her teddy.
She groaned deep in her throat from the ecstasy she could not control. Christine
placed light licks gently on the bulging muscles of his chest and on his small male
nipples.
Such fierceness came into his eyes that Christine trembled and suddenly a little fearful,
she drew away, until his lips covered hers with passion so heated, he took her breath.
Lightly, his fingers smoothed up her exposed inner thigh and caressed her mound
beneath the thin damp material that formed the crotch of the teddy. He pulled and the
snaps released. Christine wondered, If there had been no snaps would it have
mattered? Would he have torn the fabric? She decided she did not care. His fingers
teased over her wet labia lips then upward to massage her clit, while he rained light
kisses over her breast.
"Please, Trinous, you are driving me crazy," Christine begged her voice a frayed whisper.
"Shh," Trinous murmured, "little one, you have yet to find your ecstasy." He looked
down into her rapture face. "Though I think it will be soon."
Trinous inserted one of his rough fingers into her wet canal and she moaned in her
pleasure as he rhythmically began to move his finger in a steady but slow methodical
pace. He gave her pleasure such as Christine had never known building a climax inside
her body until she thought she might explode if he did not allow her relief.
“Please, Trinous!” came her ragged plea, a gasp of pure sensation.
Now Trinous felt he would use his powers on her “Not yet my earth beauty,” he
whispered into her ear and tugged gently on her ear lobe with his teeth. “Can you feel
how your body grasps my finger?” he asked, his voice tuned to her hearing frequency,
so low only Christine could hear had anyone else been near. His voice reached the
center of her mind, currently on an erotic level, and heightened her sensations beyond
what a normal man could. Trinous moved to kiss her lips. His masterful tongue
tempted hers with a promise of what it would do to her nether lips in a few
moments. Christine surprised him by sucking on his tongue. He found himself
groaning, wondering what she might do to his engorged cock. He drew back to smile
down at her briefly, his hands still pleasuring her.
Her hands kneaded his derry ere and one began to move around to stroke his cock.
The moment of resolve was at hand. Women on his own planet had become
fainthearted when confronted with his fully erect staff. She had seen it but moments
ago but now he was fully aroused.
He felt her hand smooth over his cock gently her hand following his from root to
end. Trinous watched her eyes grow round in astonishment until his lips covered
hers. Her hand remained and continued stroking him. His fully aroused cock sprung
forth to stand erect and proud. He left her lips and watched her face, her breath
coming to her short and quick.
Allowing his voice to remain low, tuned to her erotic frequency he asked, “Does this
frighten you, my love?”
“No.” she answered. Her voice low, awed, and tremulous, she smiled. “Well, a little,”
she admitted.
Christine fell quiet, caught up in the sensations Trinous gently propelled through her
highly aroused body, captivated by the magnificence of his staff. Her long fingers
gently surrounded him with one hand, barely encompassing him. The heat from his
cock was tremendous and her own body heat built to match his temperature. She
found coherent thought beyond her, and rolled onto her side to tease his cock with
her tongue, at last to taste that golden drop of pre-cum that had slipped past his
control. Her reward was a low groan of pure pleasure, not unlike a magnificent lion
attended by his lioness. Moments later Christine knew she was at his total mercy when
he withdrew the finger pleasuring her, and teasing her clit so masterfully, to replace it
with his tongue. He caused her to gasp in an agony of pleasure she had never known.
She covered the head of his penis with her mouth, barely managing to encase his entire
thick member into her mouth causing him to groan again.
Trinous had planned to have this beautiful, inexperienced earth woman under his
complete control. His power of erotic persuasion was formidable but he was soon
under her erotic spell. No woman of his world could boast such an effect on him, but
no female of Kantar would consider pleasuring him in this manner. He felt her body
spasm with the start of her orgasm, his already on the edge of explosion. Trinous
withdrew from her and Christine protested. Would she really allow him to climax in
such a way? Truly, she was rare.
“No, Christine, not this time, my beauty,” he told her. “Perhaps later, but this first time
I will have your body united with my own.” He turned to look down into her eyes
and positioned his cock at the entrance of her vagina. Trinous sensed that she was not
highly familiar in physical love or else the male who had taken her virginity had been
insignificant in size. She was tight and small, not a virgin, but she had not known
many men. Trinous was gentle and tender with her. He held her close placing kisses
over her face and breasts.
Christine was lost in his dark blue eyes. No human on Earth possessed eyes that dark
blue, or golden eyebrows and lashes. His strong arms held her to him resting behind
her against the mattress. She felt his cock against the entrance of her vagina. Christine
knew how big he was, she had seen and held him. As he entered her, the pressure of
his massive member was suddenly terrifying, filling her completely and she knew escape
was impossible. Would he release her if she begged for mercy? Did she want him to
stop? Pleasure raced through her causing Christine to moan.
“Trinous,” she said breathlessly “you will split me in two!” Christine's cunt muscles
contracted around Trinous's cock, the sensations sent rivers of desire racing from her
sex to all the pleasure centers of her body. She could feel the sensations of a
tremendous climax beginning to build.
Trinous smiled but his eyes were intensely staring into hers and he held her tighter,
kissing her face and whispering into her ear compelling her will with his voice. “No,
little earthling, my love, never! Only pleasure, such as you will never know from an
earthman, I swear to you.” His voice controlled her erotic level now. She relaxed in
his arms and allowed him unhurriedly to slide his massive cock deep inside her
drenched love canal. Trinous heard her draw a deep gulp of air and then a loud
groan. He watched her eyes slowly close and for a moment, he thought she had
fainted. An instant later, he was relieved when her slender arms slid around his neck
to pull his mouth to hers and kiss him deeply. To his surprise, her tongue boldly
stroked his. He kissed her face and nuzzled her heavy breasts, a flush returning to her
face, scarlet spots dotting her white cheeks.
“You are mine, Christine," he whispered to her in wonder. "Never have I met a
woman like you. Not on Kantar or any other planet,” he told her, and knew in that
moment he would not leave without her. She could teach the placid women of
Kantar what love, sex, and bravery were about. Logical thought fled his mind as her
already tight vagina closed even more tightly around his cock holding him inside her.
Trinous began to move over her. By the Orbs of Kantar, he thought, she is as tight as
a virgin! He heard her gasp. He eased his body weight onto her to find her lips. He
sucked at her tongue, nibbled at her breasts then returned to her lips. “Do I pleasure
you, sweet Christine?” he asked. “You are tight. I would not want to hurt you.”
Something between passion and desire in his voice was true concern for her. “Do you
wish me to withdraw?”
“Never!” came her instant breathless reply. “You would leave me in such a state?”
Her body relaxed only to tense to the rhythm of his thrusts.
Trinous smiled and began to increase their rhythm with his cock, bracing a hand on
either side of her on the bed. Christine’s arms were around his neck with each thrust
he drove them closer to their mutual climax. Reaching the peak he intended for her
to mount, he allowed his body to match hers and join her orgasm, both crying out
their release together. Her body still tightly held his cock, unwilling to let him free of
her. Trinous lay on top of Christine kissing her flushed face. He surrounded her in his
brawny arms and rolled them onto their sides, still joined. She lay satisfied and quiet in
his arms, her head resting on his muscular biceps.
“Are all earth women as responsive as you, my Christine?” Trinous asked.
“All women are different, Spaceman,” she chided. “Are all Kantarians so immediately
possessive of a woman whom they have only just met and know little about?”
He laughed. “Kantarians are intuitive and know what and whom we want."
“Are your women so docile that they allow a man to claim possession of them so
quickly?” Christine asked. As attracted to Trinous as she was, finding him irresistible,
but she would never allow any man, earthman, or Kantarian, to possess her totally.
COMING IN NOVEMBER FROM WHISKEY CREEK PRESS.
by Sultry Summers
Read an excerpt of Christmas Rescue and you find it hard to wait for the book!!
“I hunger,” Trinous said and looked intently into Christine’s eyes. “But not for food.” A
flame of blush covered her cheeks and suddenly his brawny arm was around her waist
to pull her close against his strong body. He hugged her soft body to his hard chest
causing a sudden exhale, she gasped. He looked down into her beautiful face, her lips
parted in surprise and anticipation. Christine looked into his eyes. Trinous could not
wait another moment to feel her in his arms. "One kiss didn't seem like enough," he
said simply, his voice a soft murmur "to thank you for my life."
Christine, stunned by the suddenness of his movement grasped his sinewy arms. Her
cunt grew instantly wetter, and her legs weak with lust for this bold man. She vaguely
wondered if she pushed him away would he stop? She didn't care to find out as he
boldly declared his intentions. His lips only centimeters from hers, they touched hers
gently, lightly, his breath became hers and his mouth possessed hers. His tongue
tantalized her tongue, she teased his back, her hands moved upward to encircle his
thick neck, her fingers lacing through his golden hair. She trembled in his arms and he
pulled her closer, molding her to his body. Beneath his short kilt, Christine could feel
the steal hard rod of his cock proving his lust for her. I want this man, she thought
sure now. His lips left hers to tease an earlobe. Her breath grew uneven and ragged.
Christine reminded herself that she knew nothing about him. He was an alien. She
shook again and he tightened his arms around her before he kissed her again. His
touch was gentle, persuasive, and undeniable. She moaned when his hand caressed her
breast, the heat from his hand through the thin fabric of her teddy and robe causing
the nipple to spring erect. Christine's legs wobbled and he drew her down onto the
couch, his hands smoothed over her legs. Trinous laid her down and the robe fell open
to reveal the long satin smoothness of her own muscular legs.
"Are the men on your World always so aggressive?" Christine managed to ask. Her
desire for this man was great, though he was a stranger to her and he moved much
too fast.
"We know a beautiful, desirable woman when we see one," he told her with a serious
face. "And we go after her before another male has a chance to claim her."
His answer did not calm her concerns and the passion that filled his eyes did not quiet
her desires. Gentle lips kissed her face and neck working back to her eager lips and
Christine found no desire to stop him. What must he think of me, she thought, that I
would give in to him this easily? Nevertheless, she could not stop him.
“My bed is larger,” Christine heard herself say surprised at her own voice and made to
rise.
“Your couch looks comfortable by the firelight or here on your thick rugs,” Trinous
suggested and reveled at the arousal he saw in her eyes. Knowing her need for him
was genuine, and not a product of his powers, made the sweetness of their attraction
even greater.
Christine smiled warmly, “There is a warm fireplace in my room as well and the bed is
more comfortable,” she rose to draw him by the hand and up the stairs to her huge
bedroom.
She could see Trinous was pleased at the warm fire that burned in her bedroom
fireplace and the curtain-draped bed strewn with pillows. Christine found her legs
suddenly swept from beneath her. Her alien lover lifted her into his strong arms,
deposited her onto the bed, and deftly untied the satin belt she had tied earlier in
defense of him, his eyes never leaving hers. Christine watched with eager abandon as
he undid the golden breastplate and laid it aside. He slid out of the scarlet tunic to
reveal a broad muscular chest she was eager to caress. He let the kilt slide to the floor
and freed his magnificent staff. Christine stared in awe at the splendid organ. Her eyes
moved up to Trinous' face, hers scarlet in embarrassment, her lips slightly parted in
expectancy, their eyes equally speaking their desires. He stood staring down at her in a
decisive moment.
Christine reached out toward Trinous. "Come to me," she whispered in breathless
passion, "my mysterious Kantarian." She grinned, a mischief grin and reached an arm
toward him.
Trinous eyes were intense. He could see some hesitation in her eyes despite her
invitation. Her earlier shyness told him she was not one to invite just any male into
her bed, but the attraction between them was undeniable.
"At once, my little earth goddess." he returned her banter and slowly settled his weight
on the bed.
Christine thought that Adonis, in his mythological grandeur, could not have been as
wonderful as Trinous’. She found the tremble that left her earlier had returned.
Trinous stretched out next to her on the bed and she heard him sigh, obviously relaxed
on the softness of her bed. Christine propped herself up on her elbow and with
understanding eyes looked down at Trinous’ face. She brazenly touched a finger to his
golden eyebrow, and lightly outlined them with her fingertip finding them soft, as any
hair would be despite the metallic golden color.
“You've been through a rough crash, perhaps you should rest a while,” she allowed
him. Fire burned in his eyes at her words and she found her wrist suddenly held in a
vise like grip of a warrior’s hand as fire ran through her body to nestle deep in her
womb.
“Rest?” he questioned, with an incredulous grin. “When there is a woman like you
close at hand?” Trinous gathered her into his strong arms, his will surrounding her, his
legs resting intimately between hers. “There can be no rest, not for a time,” he smiled
briefly, before his lips possessed hers again.
Trinous sensed Christine had held herself chaste for a long time and wondered why she
had no mate. A beautiful earth woman who risked the frigid cold and the danger of
entering a crashed alien ship to save him was a woman of bravery and intelligence.
Yet no earthman claimed her? Trinous wanted her close, she made his blood heat and
his cock stand to its full erection, rest was the last thing on his mind. When he looked
into her golden eyes or at her ripe breasts straining the lace of the garment she wore,
he could think of little else. He drew away from her full delicious lips to kiss her
throat and down to those breasts that had been tempting him since she had taken off
her cold weather suit. They were smooth and creamy, the hard little nipples stood
erect in her need for him. Trinous placed light kisses around the areolas of her nipples
giving each breast delicate, tortuous attention then chuckled at her little gasp of
surprise when he took one into his mouth and sucked.
Christine's experience with men was limited to only one man and that relationship had
been a terrible failure. He had been handsome enough and seemed the perfect mate.
Her parents, unknowingly at the time approved and expected them to marry, but he
soon showed his true nature and Christine ended the relationship.
Now here was a man from somewhere out of the unknown universe. He was
irresistible. He caused sensations she didn't know she could experience, and she was
eager for more of those feelings. Her hands traced over his back and followed the
lines of his muscles going more gently over an occasional scare. Christine briefly
wondered how he had received those marks of battle. He dressed as a warrior, perhaps
he was. It was a transitory thought, the fire and hunger his attentions was causeing to
flow through her blotted out all else. His lips were one hers again and she answered
his kiss eagerly.
Her hands slid over his muscles slowly down to his slender hips where his aroused
cock stood straight, hard, hot, and throbbing. Christine's familiarity with a man's body
was limited, and Trinous' ample cock gave her a moment's pause. At the same time,
her need for him was beyond control. Her wet cunt soaked the crotch of her teddy
from her thirst for him. His big square hands roved masterfully over her body at an
unhurried pace and became a tantalizing sensation through the material of her teddy.
She groaned deep in her throat from the ecstasy she could not control. Christine
placed light licks gently on the bulging muscles of his chest and on his small male
nipples.
Such fierceness came into his eyes that Christine trembled and suddenly a little fearful,
she drew away, until his lips covered hers with passion so heated, he took her breath.
Lightly, his fingers smoothed up her exposed inner thigh and caressed her mound
beneath the thin damp material that formed the crotch of the teddy. He pulled and the
snaps released. Christine wondered, If there had been no snaps would it have
mattered? Would he have torn the fabric? She decided she did not care. His fingers
teased over her wet labia lips then upward to massage her clit, while he rained light
kisses over her breast.
"Please, Trinous, you are driving me crazy," Christine begged her voice a frayed whisper.
"Shh," Trinous murmured, "little one, you have yet to find your ecstasy." He looked
down into her rapture face. "Though I think it will be soon."
Trinous inserted one of his rough fingers into her wet canal and she moaned in her
pleasure as he rhythmically began to move his finger in a steady but slow methodical
pace. He gave her pleasure such as Christine had never known building a climax inside
her body until she thought she might explode if he did not allow her relief.
“Please, Trinous!” came her ragged plea, a gasp of pure sensation.
Now Trinous felt he would use his powers on her “Not yet my earth beauty,” he
whispered into her ear and tugged gently on her ear lobe with his teeth. “Can you feel
how your body grasps my finger?” he asked, his voice tuned to her hearing frequency,
so low only Christine could hear had anyone else been near. His voice reached the
center of her mind, currently on an erotic level, and heightened her sensations beyond
what a normal man could. Trinous moved to kiss her lips. His masterful tongue
tempted hers with a promise of what it would do to her nether lips in a few
moments. Christine surprised him by sucking on his tongue. He found himself
groaning, wondering what she might do to his engorged cock. He drew back to smile
down at her briefly, his hands still pleasuring her.
Her hands kneaded his derry ere and one began to move around to stroke his cock.
The moment of resolve was at hand. Women on his own planet had become
fainthearted when confronted with his fully erect staff. She had seen it but moments
ago but now he was fully aroused.
He felt her hand smooth over his cock gently her hand following his from root to
end. Trinous watched her eyes grow round in astonishment until his lips covered
hers. Her hand remained and continued stroking him. His fully aroused cock sprung
forth to stand erect and proud. He left her lips and watched her face, her breath
coming to her short and quick.
Allowing his voice to remain low, tuned to her erotic frequency he asked, “Does this
frighten you, my love?”
“No.” she answered. Her voice low, awed, and tremulous, she smiled. “Well, a little,”
she admitted.
Christine fell quiet, caught up in the sensations Trinous gently propelled through her
highly aroused body, captivated by the magnificence of his staff. Her long fingers
gently surrounded him with one hand, barely encompassing him. The heat from his
cock was tremendous and her own body heat built to match his temperature. She
found coherent thought beyond her, and rolled onto her side to tease his cock with
her tongue, at last to taste that golden drop of pre-cum that had slipped past his
control. Her reward was a low groan of pure pleasure, not unlike a magnificent lion
attended by his lioness. Moments later Christine knew she was at his total mercy when
he withdrew the finger pleasuring her, and teasing her clit so masterfully, to replace it
with his tongue. He caused her to gasp in an agony of pleasure she had never known.
She covered the head of his penis with her mouth, barely managing to encase his entire
thick member into her mouth causing him to groan again.
Trinous had planned to have this beautiful, inexperienced earth woman under his
complete control. His power of erotic persuasion was formidable but he was soon
under her erotic spell. No woman of his world could boast such an effect on him, but
no female of Kantar would consider pleasuring him in this manner. He felt her body
spasm with the start of her orgasm, his already on the edge of explosion. Trinous
withdrew from her and Christine protested. Would she really allow him to climax in
such a way? Truly, she was rare.
“No, Christine, not this time, my beauty,” he told her. “Perhaps later, but this first time
I will have your body united with my own.” He turned to look down into her eyes
and positioned his cock at the entrance of her vagina. Trinous sensed that she was not
highly familiar in physical love or else the male who had taken her virginity had been
insignificant in size. She was tight and small, not a virgin, but she had not known
many men. Trinous was gentle and tender with her. He held her close placing kisses
over her face and breasts.
Christine was lost in his dark blue eyes. No human on Earth possessed eyes that dark
blue, or golden eyebrows and lashes. His strong arms held her to him resting behind
her against the mattress. She felt his cock against the entrance of her vagina. Christine
knew how big he was, she had seen and held him. As he entered her, the pressure of
his massive member was suddenly terrifying, filling her completely and she knew escape
was impossible. Would he release her if she begged for mercy? Did she want him to
stop? Pleasure raced through her causing Christine to moan.
“Trinous,” she said breathlessly “you will split me in two!” Christine's cunt muscles
contracted around Trinous's cock, the sensations sent rivers of desire racing from her
sex to all the pleasure centers of her body. She could feel the sensations of a
tremendous climax beginning to build.
Trinous smiled but his eyes were intensely staring into hers and he held her tighter,
kissing her face and whispering into her ear compelling her will with his voice. “No,
little earthling, my love, never! Only pleasure, such as you will never know from an
earthman, I swear to you.” His voice controlled her erotic level now. She relaxed in
his arms and allowed him unhurriedly to slide his massive cock deep inside her
drenched love canal. Trinous heard her draw a deep gulp of air and then a loud
groan. He watched her eyes slowly close and for a moment, he thought she had
fainted. An instant later, he was relieved when her slender arms slid around his neck
to pull his mouth to hers and kiss him deeply. To his surprise, her tongue boldly
stroked his. He kissed her face and nuzzled her heavy breasts, a flush returning to her
face, scarlet spots dotting her white cheeks.
“You are mine, Christine," he whispered to her in wonder. "Never have I met a
woman like you. Not on Kantar or any other planet,” he told her, and knew in that
moment he would not leave without her. She could teach the placid women of
Kantar what love, sex, and bravery were about. Logical thought fled his mind as her
already tight vagina closed even more tightly around his cock holding him inside her.
Trinous began to move over her. By the Orbs of Kantar, he thought, she is as tight as
a virgin! He heard her gasp. He eased his body weight onto her to find her lips. He
sucked at her tongue, nibbled at her breasts then returned to her lips. “Do I pleasure
you, sweet Christine?” he asked. “You are tight. I would not want to hurt you.”
Something between passion and desire in his voice was true concern for her. “Do you
wish me to withdraw?”
“Never!” came her instant breathless reply. “You would leave me in such a state?”
Her body relaxed only to tense to the rhythm of his thrusts.
Trinous smiled and began to increase their rhythm with his cock, bracing a hand on
either side of her on the bed. Christine’s arms were around his neck with each thrust
he drove them closer to their mutual climax. Reaching the peak he intended for her
to mount, he allowed his body to match hers and join her orgasm, both crying out
their release together. Her body still tightly held his cock, unwilling to let him free of
her. Trinous lay on top of Christine kissing her flushed face. He surrounded her in his
brawny arms and rolled them onto their sides, still joined. She lay satisfied and quiet in
his arms, her head resting on his muscular biceps.
“Are all earth women as responsive as you, my Christine?” Trinous asked.
“All women are different, Spaceman,” she chided. “Are all Kantarians so immediately
possessive of a woman whom they have only just met and know little about?”
He laughed. “Kantarians are intuitive and know what and whom we want."
“Are your women so docile that they allow a man to claim possession of them so
quickly?” Christine asked. As attracted to Trinous as she was, finding him irresistible,
but she would never allow any man, earthman, or Kantarian, to possess her totally.
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