Alien Lords Hunt for Fertility

By Skylar New

When Kylie, a brave explorer of the unknown, embarked on her latest mission, she couldn’t even imagine that rubbing herself while in hyperspace would lead to her being abducted by a pack of alien nobility, getting creamed by a purple overlord and saving an ancient civilization by carrying their seed in her belly!

This is a 7.5k word erotica story. For adult eyes only. All characters are over eighteen in Earth standard years and no characters are related by blood of any color.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Skylar New
• Release date: Feb 22, 2021
• ISBN: 9780463755105

Skylar New

Skylar likes everything unusual, exotic, exclusive. So when she ran out of carnal pleasures to experience, she found orgasmic ecstasy among the stars. Everything with tentacles or alien dick is what you will find in her books!Breeding | Aliens | Purple dicks | Tentacles | Space sex | Instant impregnation | Egg [e-mail]

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Alien Lords Hunt for Fertility

Copyright 2022 Skylar New

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All characters are consenting adults over eighteen, no characters are related by blood.

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Table of Contents

The Station

The Jump into the Great Unknown

Lost in Space

Probed

Second Contact, Second Orgasm

The Fate of Alien Breed

The Station

IEV Prometheus, authorization codes confirmed. Initiating docking procedures.

Kylie pushed a small button on the side of her visor and the boring grey wall in front of her turned into a huge screen and a couple of buttons and sliders floated in the air about a foot away from her face. Herself, she preferred old school physical control panels to the augmented reality interfaces, but exploration vessels were made to be as compact as possible and their designers couldn’t afford such luxuries as a convenient control interface.

Her eyes concentrated on the screen, showing the docking rod in relation to the receptacle of the station. The autopilot AI could handle docking reasonably enough, but she liked to keep her skills honed. Besides, the whole process of inserting a phallic rod in a hole on the station reminded her of sex, something she missed the most during her exploration missions, which could take several months at a time.

Yes, she could and did masturbate a lot, and by know her fingers knew her body perfectly. But there was no element of surprise, no excitement, just a routine satisfaction of her physical needs. Her body longed for something new and exciting, be it a man or at least some weird sex toy. But every gram of weight on board of exploration vessels was accounted for, so she just had