Succumb to your carnal urges (Alien Creatures)

From Create Your Own Story

The sudden influx of testosterone is just too much for you to control. Your dick wants a pussy, and it's mistaken your coworker for offering.

You approach Luoci from behind. A million dirty thoughts are rushing through your head. She hears your heels clicking on the tiles, and turns her head to you, looking over her shoulder. She flashes you those big blue eyes of hers. Bent over the table like that, the innocent look on her cute little face, it's all too much for you. She's driving you wild and she doesn't even know it.

"Everything okay?" she asks you. "Are you testing the-"

You lift her skirt and pull aside her pink underwear. She gasps.

"What're you-"

"I'm going to need you to shut up," you tell her.

"Ma'am?"

You lift your skirt and press your bulge against her ass cheek. She trembles a little.

"Is that...?"

"Yes, and I'm going to fuck your brains out with it."

"M-ma'am! This isn't acceptable workplace behaviour!"

"Maybe you should have thought about that before wearing that sexy-ass skirt to work today."

You bend her over the table and pull your dick out of your panties. It's throbbing. You press the tip against her pussy and push her up against the surface of the table. You hear her let out a moan. She wants you, even if she's making it out that she doesn't.

"There are cameras," she tells you. "We'll be caught."

You ignore her. The dick is in control now. You thrust forwards, and her tight pussy lips envelop your throbbing erection. She yelps out in surprise. She's so tight you could pop right now if you wanted to. But you hold back. Grabbing her by the hips, you begin thrusting in and out of her tight alien pussy. Her walls clentch around you deliciously. Content whimpers escape her lips as you use her hole. You've no doubt she's loving it.

As things heat up and your thrusts get faster, you lift up her right leg and push her further onto the table. Some things fall down and a beaker shatters as it falls but you don't care. You're in the zone now. You keep pounding away as she whimpers and as the table creaks under her.

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