She likes it when I read to her, I've tried reading random sexy stories from xnxx but we found much more amusement than arousal. Some stores are terriblely bad.
What sort of stories have you saved? Genre is less important than attention to detail or overall sexiness.
Reveal
Meanwhile, on Caladan...
A red-armoured figure lurched up to the front desk and smacked it's palms down on the counter, much to the receptionist's irritation. Oh, she was used to hunters keeping anon with their armour, but they could at least be more polite... Ring the fucking bell, thanks! "You're supposed to ring the bell, you know..." The figure cleaved the bell in two with the edge of it's hand. You fuck! "Well that's just rude." The hunter sighed. "I know. Sorry." A female voice? There weren't many femme hunters... Unless it was... The hunter slapped down a large wad of cash on the counter. The receptionist checked them. All genuine greybacks, shit! "Give me the penthouse, It's empty, I know..." "I... are you..." She sighed again. "Please shut up and give me the key, I'd like to be left alone, thank you." The hunter signed in and took the penthouse key. The receptionist watched her stumble over to the elevator and vanish inside. "Well she's not that impressive...." She returned to her work. Samus Aran slumped against the wall of the elevator and pulled the canister from her case of belongings. "Hello there." The Metroid chirped back at her evenly. It didn't seem to mind it's imprisonment, and didn't seem to be getting any weaker in there either. She'd been feeding it moths and things just in case. With a chime, the elevator opened and she made her way into the penthouse. "Mmm, the push-button home of the future, boy!" She'd decided it was a boy. With a few button-clicks, the TV was on, the shower was waiting for her, and the little Metroid was free of it's canister. She watched it swoop around as she released the locks of her armour and the plates slipped off her body. A 'dumb blonde' newsreader spoke from behind the TV screen. "Bounty hunter Samus Aran has reportedly succeeded in her governmentally-sanctioned mission to eradicate the parasitical Metroid species from local space. Planet SR388--" Samus scooped up the TV remote and keyed it to the music station, cutting off the reporter and filling the room with the throb of generic ambient techno. The Metroid squirmed in the air, and Samus grimaced. "Know how you feel..." she clicked the TV over again. "Ginger, put down that exploding doll!" The hunter smiled as she pulled off the black silk that she wore under her armour. "Hope you like cartoons, boy." The squealing of the cartoon robot-girls was reduced to background noise in her head as she looked over herself. The grime of SR has made a brunette of her, smeared grey over most of her body, and even turned the startlingly blonde curls between her legs into a dense black thatch. "I look like shit..." she commented, and attempted to navigate herself off to the shower, succeeding on the second attempt. "...and I'm light as air without the armour..." she mumbled to no-one in particular as the shower adjusted itself for her mood and needs. The Metroid chirped and flew over to the remote, keying it back to the music station. The show with the girls was pretty, but the Metroid couldn't follow the story, it had a low attention span in this atmosphere. An industrial band from Giedi Secundus filled the lounge with tuneful machine noise as the Metroid looked into the race mind. Of the different masters the Metroid had had over the recent times, the CHOAM keepers were ugly, the space pirates were ugly, Mother Brain was ugly. The new keeper was long and blonde and kind. Where was she? With a chirp, the Metroid launched itself from the couch and bobbed around through the rooms. A hovering sponge scrubbed Samus' belly as another worked on her hair. Hot water and mist poured down on her from the mesh in the ceiling of the cubicle which she was greatly preferring to the less cushy forms of refreshment on her ship. She probably should give the ship an overhaul with the SR388 cash, maybe put in a shower like this one... Without modesty, the sponge swiftly scrubbed her pubes back to a shiny blonde. "Jesus!" she slapped it as it scrubbed further along between her legs. "Don't crawl up my ass or anything, you... sponge!" As if in response, the second sponge flashed between her buttocks on the way down to her thighs. "Cheeky bastards!" she curled up a calf to strike the other sponge. "Treat my ass like a securi-card system, will you?" She sniggered self-consciously at the silly remark, then sighed a little sourly as her thoughts turned, as they often did, to boys. Boys boys boys. Shit, she'd fuck anything right about now, she'd let a damn dog on her back! If it was a nice big thing. With it's drooling under control. And a great big deep-red dick with a knot the size of her fist. Yep, only the best for Samus. "What the fuck am I thinking? Jesus! Get human, at least..." Hey, maybe another Hunter. Yeah, a 7 foot Terran hunter with a great long dick, if only. She rubbed her thighs together impatiently. She was about to suggest to one of the sponges that maybe her clitoris was muddy, when a chirpy Metroid hovered over the door and into the cubicle. "Boy!" she beckoned to the Metroid, which bobbed closer. "At least you love me! Hmm? Don't ya?" she stroked the Metroid with one hand, and fiercely squeezed her left breast with the other. The nipple rose up and pushed into her palm as she guided the little alien towards it. Suddenly the Metroid pounced onto it, the soft energy-suckling buds stroking the swelling aureole and stiffening nipple. Samus shivered and sighed at the attention, and fought to keep her hands away from herself. She wouldn't be touching _herself_ during the first sex she'd had with anyone other than herself in the past 18 months, no sir! Well, maybe the breasts, yes... As the Metroid slid down and held onto her belly, she lifted the teased breast to her lips and shot a dirty look at the hovering sponges, which flew back to their trays to wait. She kissed her nipple, which was tingling intensely from the residue of Metroid contact. She licked some of it into her mouth, and the Metroid prodded her belly button with it's... tentacle? {oh, here we go!} "Hey, leave my outie alone!" Samus tickled the Metroid, which dropped down to her calf level and began inching back up her leg. She reached down and stroked the tendril in her hand. It was about three & a half inches thick, thinly covered in that slightly burning Metroid gel. "Eeeexcellent..." Samus nudged the Metroid up her thighs and opened up the moist lips of her sex in invitation. The Metroid twittered as it came into contact with a trail of the lubricious syrup running down Samus' thigh from her sex, but Samus didn't speak, just pinched her clitoris into exposure as far as she could for the little alien. With another little chirp, the Metroid climbed up to the apex of her thighs and Samus gasped at the feeling of her inner lips being smothered in the Metroid's burning dews and warm translucent flesh. "Good boy!" she squealed as the Metroid's three soft 'fang's stroked her clit into the energy suckling mouth between them. As the tentacle worked in between the inner lips, the muscular mouth fiercely tugged on her clit and sent her bending double, from where she stared upside-down through lust-moistened eyes at the little Metroid hovering against her mound. "I didn't think I'd be fucking a cute widdle jellyfish, did you think you'd be fucking a big dumb hunter?" she sighed to it. It chirped in response and began bobbing up and down as the tentacle pushed inside her and sought points of great response. Much to Samus's pleasure, it honed in on her most sensitive spot and ground against it as it thrust in and out. "Very good, you're a keen boy..." Samus widened her stance a little comically and humped the little floating creature with abandon until the tentacle was thumping with full force against that delicate spot and her clit had been forced into the tightest depths of the Metroid's mouth. "5...4..." she counted herself down and, with three more thrusts, came shudderingly all over the Metroid. It chirped loudly in excitement and suckled the sudden surplus of energy up through her clitoris. Samus gasped out loud as she felt something she hadn't even noticed before being drawn out of her and into the Metroid. It was like when one of them had latched onto her on Zebes, (which, she recalled, _was_ somewhat like being trapped an enormous menacing vagina...) but it was a good feeling, more like giving than being taken from. Did the boys feel like this? Maybe. Interesting. Then, with an audible, and indeed loud, crackle, the Metroid fed back the vastly amplified power of her orgasm, right up her clitoris. With a squawk of surprise, Samus fell back into the shallow water with a *splosh!*. She found herself orgasming again, and again, the energy crackling through every little nerve and muscle in her sex. As it hit her glands, she felt her cunnie clench and expel the tentacle, before liberally gushing cum out into the water in jets. As the bolts seared into her glands, so too did the thick torrent of orgasmic juices burst from them. "I... ah... AHH!" she just cried out breathlessly, lying on her back and arching up until only her toe-tips and shoulders were touching the soft shower floor. Cum spurted out of her in voluminous crescents until finally the crackling energy subsided and the Metroid bounded away from Samus's pelvis with a *slrp!*. Samus gasped for breath and got up on her elbows to check her sex for damage. You never knew with other species... The Metroid chirped and seemed to look on just as inquisitively. "Well, it's all red and glowing, but I guess that's how it's meant to be, hey boy?" she smiled. She wiped a smear of the Metroid/human residues out of her honey-blonde pubes and licked it up. The Metroid's inner luminance blinked out for a moment as it watched. "Don't blink at _me_, young man!" she admonished it. "You go watch some TV, there's probably a really hot jellyfish documentary on the nature channel that you'll like. I've got to finish this shower." The Metroid chirped and flew away, leaving her alone in a messy bath of warm cum and hot water. She sighed and lounged there for a while, splishing about and thinking of the Metroid. So it had beneficial feedback, hey? Maybe the Metroid had some beneficial properties! She could certainly think of at least one...
