The Pleasure Clone [Sci-Fi] [M30/F37] [Alien-ish] [His First Time] [Oral] [Vibrating Tongue] [Lasting Orgasm] [PIV] [April Contest Image 1]

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I kneel behind Neo on the orange platform in the stargaze room, my heart beating fast. The massive curved viewport wraps around us, opening onto the vast black space dotted with stars and the slow-moving silhouette of the Aether.

Neo sits naked, as always. His broad back faces me, smooth skin glowing faintly under the starlight. I shift slightly so I can see his front. His glowing blue eyes are gazing out in wonder. There is no bellybutton to break the perfect line of his torso. Just flawless, hypersensitive flesh that reacts to the slightest touch. 

I’ve given up on trying to dress him. The moment anything covers him he shudders violently and rips it away with those blunt claws tipping his fingers.

I know from my research that despite his mostly humanoid appearance his DNA is only 42% human.

"Neo," I whisper, voice softer than I intend. I named him after a character from one of my favorite old-time movies—calm, dangerous and heartbreakingly beautiful. "You always like looking at the stars, don’t you, love."

He turns his head. Those glowing blue eyes—solid luminous with no iris, no white—slide to me. His lips curve in the small, still-awkward smile I’ve been teaching him for weeks.

"Stars," he rasps, the word rough but warm. "Lou… stars." My breath catches. I reach out and let my fingertips trail lightly down his shoulder. The reaction is instant, a full-body shiver rolling through him. His skin is so sensitive it’s almost unfair.

I slide my fingers lower, tracing the center of his chest, feeling the strange smoothness where a navel should be. 

Neo was pulled from a cracked growth tube on a derelict smuggling ship a few months ago—no records, no language, no life outside that tube until we found him. An illegal crossbred pleasure clone, clearly designed for one purpose. The evidence is impossible to ignore. His thick, heavy length already stirring between his powerful thighs, besides its strange colouring, it's far larger than any human could be.

Tonight I’m not here with him as the head research scientist. Not really.

The tension between us has been building for weeks. I could say that it’s for my research that I have indulged in it. But that would be a lie. 

My fingers drift lower. The moment I brush the root of his cock, Neo makes a sound I’ve never heard before—half snarl, half desperate plea—and spins toward me with terrifying speed. One second I’m kneeling behind him, the next my back hits the soft orange cushion and he’s over me, caging me with trembling arms.

"Lou want Neo?" he speaks against my throat, making me shiver. 
I drag my nails lightly down his back. His hips jerk hard, grinding that massive, already leaking cock against my thigh. The thin fabric of my jumpsuit is soaked through instantly. 

"Yes, Lou wants Neo," I whisper, tugging at my zipper.

"Get it off me, Neo." He shreds the jumpsuit open in one smooth motion, ripping it off my body. Exposing my skin to the cool air of the room.

Lowering his head he stops just before his lips touch my nipple, warm breath fan out over my stiff peak as he looks to me. His eyes clearly searching mine. I give him an eager nod.

He instantly drags his tongue over my nipple. Sending a shiver through me. My back arches toward him, offering him my body. Greedily he sucks the stiff tip into his mouth, rolling it gently between his teeth before sucking down hard. 

Soft moans escape me as I lean into the sensation of his mouth on my breast. His glowing eyes flick up to watch my face as he sucks, the blue light illuminating me.

A big warm hand slides down my stomach, tracing a circle around my bellybutton before continuing its journey down between my legs. His hands are soft, no calluses, no roughness from a life lived. 

A snarl rumbles in his chest as he finds me already soaked. Two thick fingers push inside me without hesitation, curling just right, stroking that spot that makes my vision spark. I cry out, hips bucking against his hand while his thumb circles my clit with surprising precision for someone who only learned what "touch" meant a few months ago.

"Neo...fuuuck..." My voice turns into a guttural scream as he pumps his fingers deep and hard inside me. 

"Lou… mine?" Another deep push off his fingers inside me and I fight to stay focused on him. The question is simple, but the meaning behind it something I can't think through while his fingers pump inside me.

A whimper escapes me as his fingers leave me, I miss the feeling of them inside of me already. "Yes," I gasp hoping he will continue.

He slides down my body, leaving a trail of wet kisses. Strong hands spreading my thighs wide open. Ending the trail of kisses with a rough one against my sensitive bud. Then his impossibly long tongue drags a slow path from my back entrance up to my clit.

I moan sharply, hips jerking. He doesn’t tease. He devours. Even though I know clone creation is outlawed. I can't help but understand, in part, why someone would create a pleasure clone. 

His tongue pushes inside me, fucking deep in smooth, powerful strokes while one thick finger circles my ass and then presses in, breaching the tight ring with careful insistence. The dual sensation has my hands searching for something to hold on to.

It’s the humming that undoes me.

A deep, continuous rumble that seems to start in his chest and travels straight into his tongue. The vibration is intense—whether it’s just the force of his growl or something alien in his physiology, I don’t know and I don’t care right now.

It feels like his tongue is literally buzzing inside me, pulsing against my walls in a steady, relentless rhythm.

"Oh, fuck, fuck, fuuuck," I cry out, one hand grabbing his hair, the other gripping the edge of the platform.

He growls louder, the vibration kicking up another notch as he curls his tongue and fucks me with it, thrusting in time with the finger slowly pumping in my ass. Every humming stroke hits that perfect spot inside, while his nose grinds against my swollen clit.

The combination is devastating. A pleasure so intense that thick teardrops roll down the sides of my face. Somewhere in my research brain I file away a mental note to be examined later if his saliva might contain an aphrodisiac. 

My thighs start to shake around his head. Moans turn into broken, desperate sobs as my inner walls flutter and clench around his vibrating tongue. I can feel myself dripping down his chin. The mother of all orgasms building inside me. 

My voice cracks into a scream as the orgasm slams into me like a supernova. 

Exploding through my body with brutal force, hips bucking wildly against his face as wave after shattering wave crashes over me. My pussy clenches and spasms around his tongue, flooding his mouth with slick heat.

The vibration drags the climax out mercilessly, turning it into a rolling, endless explosion that leaves me shaking, my whole body convulsing in pure, white-hot ecstasy so intense it starts to border on painful.

I try to breathe through it, but the vibration doesn’t stop. Neo refuses to let my orgasm fully recede, keeping me trapped in a state of agonising, near-constant peak. It’s goddamn torturous, and I’ve never experienced anything like it before. 

Not allowed to come down from the first orgasm, the already overwhelming sensation keeps building. Neo rips a second orgasm out of me with merciless precision. It’s so intense I can hardly tell if I’m hurting or enjoying it anymore. I’m no longer fully in my own body—just a helpless observer trapped inside the overwhelming storm of sensations that has taken my body prisoner.

When he finally slows, allowing the peak to ebb into a deep, blissful calmness. Every muscle in my body goes slack.

Neo gently pulls his tongue and finger free, licking his lips with a low, satisfied hum, those glowing blue eyes watching me with pride as I struggle to remember how to breathe.

I’ve never been so satisfied and needy at the same time in my life before. 

He allows me a moment to gather myself. Kneeling between my legs, gently caressing the outside of my thighs, helping to ground me back into my body.

Once my breath evens out my body aches for him so fiercely I can’t go another second without feeling him inside me. 

I reach down between us wrapping my fingers around him. His uniquely shaped cock is enormous. The shaft is a flushed teal that darkens toward the tip, covered in firm, spiralling ridges that pulse faintly under my fingers. The ridges are raised and perfectly spaced, designed to drag and catch against every sensitive inch inside me. 

The head is broad and slightly flared, shaped like a smooth blunt arrowhead with a shallow ridge circling just beneath it. Small, soft nubs line the top of the shaft, adding even more texture. 

I drag my fingers through precum, making sure the whole length is slick and glistening.

"I want to feel you inside me Neo," I say aligning the tip of his cock at my entrance after pulling it through my slick folds.

In one brutal thrust he slams into me. The stretch is so intense and painful I scream out. I’m just about to scold him for the move when I see the concern on his face, I have to remind myself that despite him giving me two life changing orgasms mere minutes ago he is still a virgin, prone to err his first time. 

"Lou? Neo…stop?" The idea of him stopping makes my stomach churn. I’ve never wanted to continue anything so much in my life.

"Neo, you must go slow, okay?" He nods. Slowly pulling out of me with a burn that makes me wince. Inch after inch, those glowing blue eyes never leave my face, like he’s making sure he is not hurting me again.

Pain melts into pleasure as he continues to fuck me in agonising slow shallow pumps that drives me insane. 

"Lou… mine…" His voice is breathy, his face twisted in raw pleasure—more intense than I’ve ever seen on him before. This might be the most pleasure he’s ever felt in his life. And it’s but a fraction of what he is capable of feeling. 

I place my hands on his firm backside. Pushing him hard against me as he rocks forward. He bottoms out, hips flush against mine, and a broken growl tears from his throat.

He starts to move faster. 

His broad arrowhead tip kissing my cervix while the smaller nubs on top of the shaft rub relentlessly against my g-spot. 

The sensation is overwhelming, sending electric shots of pleasure racing up my spine. My nails dig into his hypersensitive skin. A snarl escapes him, the sound vibrating through his chest, the pain only makes him fuck me harder, hips snapping forward with punishing force. The wet, obscene sounds of his thick cock slamming into my dripping pussy echoing through the room.

His thrusts grow faster, deeper, losing their steady rhythm as his breathing turns ragged. I feel him swelling inside me, every stroke hitting that perfect spot with desperate intensity, making my toes clench.

Pleasure coils tighter and tighter in my core, winding me up like a spring about to snap.

"Neooo…" I cry out his name as my walls clamp down around him. My thighs start to shake uncontrollably as another life changing orgasm rips through me. 

With a guttural, almost animal sound he buries himself to the hilt and joins me over the edge. Flooding me with ropes of hot seed. His whole body shudders violently, claws flexing against the cushion beside my head as those glowing blue eyes squeeze shut in ecstasy.

We stay locked together, panting, his massive frame trembling above me while the stars wheel silently past the dome. Out joint releases sticky beneath us.

Neo lowers his forehead to mine, breath ragged. His voice is a rough whisper against my lips.

"Lou… stars… Neo."

I smile, my fingertips caress his back, drawing out goosebumps over his perfectly smooth unblemished skin .

"Yes love," I murmur. "Stars and Lou. And Neo."