How Not to Date an Alien by Stephanie Burke

he shifted again, adjusting the angle, and those damn rings did the rest.
    Through her panting and groaning, she managed to focus her eyes on her alien, and damn if he wasn’t grinning, his teeth bared and a high whining noise rolling from his throat.
    “So tight,” he muttered as his arms shook. “So wet and tight!”
    And then he shifted again, sending new waves of pleasure coasting over her.
    “Valan!” she gasped, her hands tearing his soft skin, her legs sliding weakly to the side, her hips thrusting against the hold his hair had on them, securing her in the correct position. “Valan!”
    After a moment, his eyes glowed black as he stared down at her.
    “I am going to release now,” he informed her, though she was barely coherent at this time. “I am going to release hard, Kilana. Are you ready?”
    There was more? Her mind tried to accept that there was more pleasure to be had when her body just couldn’t take anymore. She nodded, knowing that she had to be making the strangest “O” face in history. She was ready.
    Her alien then closed his eyes, tightened his hold on her and pulled back.
    “Valan!” she shrieked as the vibrations of his cock spread her labia and pressed against her clit.
    He grunted and pulled back further until he first ring was teasing her opening, and then he slammed himself in deep.
    “Fuck, yeah!” she wailed, the pillows falling from the bed, the mattress shifting as he rutted at her. The rings of his dick were like fire going through her pussy. White lights filled her eyes and stole her breath as he pulled back and did it again.
    The vibrations, the spinning, moving rings, his thick shaft reaming her — it was almost too much.
    She was shrieking, screaming, drooling, and calling him everything but a child of God as another orgasmic wave crested.
    “Kilana,” he was chanting, “Una gusta evve tarnag!” He was moaning in some alien language like a whore in heat, and it was music to her ears. He moved faster and faster, his body tensing, his cock swelling harder, the rings moving faster, and then he screamed.
    It was a low bellow, a deep rumbling that froze his body mid-stroke. Then he roared, his cock seeming to expand within her as she was filled with… space.
    Her eyes dropped shut as an intense wave of emotions rushed over her. She was coming, exploding… no, she was spasming… no, she was doing both! She was pulsing into soft flesh and being pounded. She was rising high above him, dominating him while she remained a writhing being below, submitting hard.
    There was no beginning and no end! It was all just intense, burning pleasure and it was filling her every pore, exploding her atoms, and turning her into a pile of wet quivering goo.
    “Breathe!”
    She choked as air flowed into her lungs. The darkness in her mind fled, and she forced her eyes open to see Valan looming over her, his lips spread in a soft, satisfied grin.
    “Kilana,” he purred, and wrapped himself around her tighter. And yes, he was still a solid mass inside of her, no longer vibrating but just quivering a little.
    His hair was clutching at her, his arms wrapped around her shoulders pressing her breasts to the wall of muscle that was his chest. His breathing was calm, and she realized that her own tattered breaths were beginning to match his.
    She felt soft and relaxed and wrung out. And the addition of having his thick dick still inside was calming and relaxing at the same time.
    “I came prematurely,” he pouted slightly. “I do apologize. I should have granted you hours of orgasms.”
    She blinked at that. “Hours?”
    “At least.” He nodded sadly. “I’ll do better next time.”
    “Next time?”
    “Yes.” He grinned then. “I have to keep my promises, and I promised you pleasure that would not be believed. I have not yet achieved my goal.”
    “It gets better than that?” she had to ask, disbelief in her voice.
    “Yes.”
    “Good Lord,” she managed, closing her eyes and