Holly has a visitor

Holly lays splayed on the sofa, her chest rising and falling heavily as she dreams, the **** in her system creating an elaborate fantasy. She lets out a whimper of pleasure.

"...Daddy! I'm a filthy alien-lover!..."

Her outburst is swallowed up by the noise of the club, but isn't quiet enough to go entirely unnoticed.

Three feet tall and frustrated with the club, the space station, and life in general, Sidrix's ears prick up. A Incuban, his diminutive size, purple skin and large, bright eyes leave him mostly ignored in the club. But maybe his luck is about to change. He slopes towards the booth where Holly lays, intrigued by the sound of her lusty voice, and by the petite pair of feet sticking out from behind the booth table.

"No way." Sidrix gasps, breaking into a grin as his round eyes drink in the sight of an **** human girl. Platinum hair tumbling around her petite features, a slender waist and curvy hips, a faintly wobbling set of tits, full and round and barely contained by a party dress that goes perfectly with the array of sluts on display in the club tonight. Expect they've ignored Sidrix, and this girl...

She moans as he watches, one hand lazily brushing her chest.

"...you super-soldier sperm in my tight pussy daddy... put your super-soldier babies in me..."

Holy shit.

"I've got something super-soldier for you right here." Sidrix breathes. He clambers up onto the sofa, crouching low over her.

If she's already this horny while shes passed out, she wouldn't really mind, would she?

Stepping carefully over the sleeping girl, making sure not to plant a purple foot anywhere too sensitive, Sidrix moves up her body, peering at her **** face.

Carefully, he pats her cheek. Her nose wrinkles and she stirs, and he nearly topples off the couch in fright. But then her lips move and she sighs, she’s still shut.

He is straddling her upper torso now, and gently kneels, letting his swelling crotch rest on her chest.

“Ohhhhh hell yeah.” He glances around, but this area is dark enough, and the booth blocked off enough that no one is going to see. Not that there’s anything wrong going on, if you think about it…

His trousers are down in a flash, and he groans happily as he lets his cock spring free. Large and girthy and thick, which he’s sure would be a surprise to anyone judging him in his height. He’ll show them.

His cockhead pulses, already slick at the sight and figure of the **** girl.

“Better check again, to be sure.” He pats her cheek again, this time with his meat.

She doesn’t wake, but she does moan softly, her lips parting and her tongue lolling out.

Sidrix grins, and wriggles further up, letting his swollen member rest on the girls tongue. He pulses, almost painfully, his heavy, dark purple balls nestling under the girls chin.

“Ohhh the rest of the brood are not going to believe this.” He groans, moving his hips softly to rub himself against the girls tongue and lips. She mumbles happily to herself, hot breath playing on the underside of his rod.

He shuffles back after a moment, moving his diminutive body back, and nestling his cock in the space between her breasts, which pool pleasantly on her chest in her reclined position.

He fumbles with her dress, yanking it down to full expose her boobs, which wobbly fantastically, her nipples perfectly sized and perfectly hard.

He gathers them up, squashing them together and letting them cushion his slick member. Soft, so very soft, and plush, and just big enough to really wrap around him. He holds her tits in place, rocking back and forth as he rubs himself between them, hawking up a glob of vicious, bright green spit to add some lubrication.

He fucks the petite girls tits merrily, panting as his slips and slides between her perfect breasts. Sure, they could be a little bigger, but right now they’re heaven. Her tongue is still out, and each time his cockhead rubs against it he feels a pulse of pleasure.

“Daddy…” she whines, and he feels his shaft throb at the deepest point.

“Daddy Sidrix has a… a treat for you…” he groans. He leans forward, his cock socketing into her mouth. Her lips instinctively wrap around it, and he grasps a handful of her hair.

With a grunt, he climaxes, slipping back a little with the **** of his orgasm. His cock slips out of her mouth with a wet “pop”, and his bright blue cum showers the girl.

Sidrix sits back heavily on the couch, narrowly avoiding landing on her stomach. His cock throbs, pumping another load of azure seed. Her face and breasts are coated with the stuff, picking up the light of the club and fairly glowing.

“Haahhh… oh. Uh. Shit.” He comes back to his senses, looking the girl over. “Uh. Shit. Oh well.”

He tidies himself up, hiking up his trousers, and hopping down from the couch.

“Nnhnn.” The girl mumbles, sounding like a contented lover.

“Yeah, yeah that’s fine.” Sidrix nods to himself.

All the same, he scurried off into the club.