Alien Appetite Phone Sex Part 4-EVE-A-008-5-1-23

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I find myself cemented between horror and endless intrigue.

As I continue spectating, the female aliens are harder to distinguish, but I can pick them out by their glowing, sometimes translucent wombs. They take turns sharing and riding the human males. I find it strangely arousing that their stomachs turn clear like a window, exposing the fat cocks deep inside their wombs. I am warm all over yet petrified by indecision. Mr. Johnson seems to understand my predicament and helps me decide. “This is a once-in-a-lifetime event. Hell, this is a once in an EON opportunity. I say we just relax and see where this takes us.” The look in his eyes is irresistible.

This all must be a dream. I think to myself. But if it is, then there’s no excuse not to enjoy myself.

Biting my lip, I let Mr. Johnson take my hand. He presses his fit body to mine. As we start to make out. He fondles my breasts and butt as my hands hungrily seek out his cock. He’s already semi-erect but goes rigid as soon as my fingers embrace him. A small sigh escapes me as his manly fingers brush my sex. My body hums and comes alive. I’ve always wanted Mr. Johnson, and to my delight, it seems the yearning was mutual. He spins me around impatiently and pushes his hot dick into my pussy. The feeling of him suddenly filling me is amazing. I moan and throw my head back as he uses my arms like handlebars, propelling me back onto him roughly.

I’ve become lost in the haze of hormones and discovery.

Arching my back, I allow him deeper inside of me, but before his solid strokes hit the intensity I crave, we are wretched apart. Female aliens snatch him up, emitting sounds akin to breathy sighs of delight.

“Hey! wait!!” Mr. Johnson begins to protest but goes silent the moment the first alien beauty mounts him. In jealous annoyance., I pout at the scene but don’t argue. After all, they were the hosts, and we were the guests.

 Still, I had been left unsatisfied. My teased insides cried out to be filled once again. Suddenly, something bumps into my back. “Oh, what now?”

I tear my eyes away from Mr. Johnson and his new harem, only to find myself surrounded by three towering beings.

I can feel the playful lust in their dark eyes this is they inspect me. “Uh—Hi,” I didn’t know what else to say but immediately recoiled on instinct as one of the tall males reached out to touch me.

“No, it’s OK. I’m good with just watching.” Honestly, I was not satisfied with just watching. On the other hand, I still held on to that primal fear of the unknown, and these creatures were hugely unknown.

Still, that nagging curiosity gnawed at me. I felt an indescribable attraction to them, yet I was still scared. They approach quietly, standing uncomfortably close as if tempting me to reach out and touch them. Their ink-like bodies were hypnotically carved. Their skin shimmered like bright galaxies. I reached out and ran a hand down one of their hard torsos, almost to assure myself they were real.