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Abducted

... movement, penetrating further with each fluid motion, filling her more completely than she had ever been. He started to thrust into her rhythmically, and with each movement, the pleasure inside Sarah built up, becoming almost too much to bear.

"Your species does not make the cervical entrance easy to find," Zor commented, his voice clinical and detached despite the deeply intimate nature of their interaction.

Sarah barely registered his words; she was completely lost in a sea of pleasure, her entire being focused on the sensations coursing through her body.

As Zor continued thrusting, he was only able to insert about half of his length with each thrust. Then, suddenly, he paused, his voice breaking the rhythm. "There, there it is," he said, stopping with his cock buried halfway inside her.

Sarah felt an unprecedented pressure deep inside, another internal boundary being pushed and stretched open. It was her womb, accommodating Zor in a way she had never imagined possible. Zor pushed harder, and as he invaded her innermost depths, Sarah felt as if she was being filled to the brink.

“Fuuuuck!!!!!” Sarah wailed, stuttering “Oh-oh-m-m-my G-God!”

With a sharp thrust, the final half of his shaft plunged deep into her, igniting an electrifying wave of pleasure. It was a sensory overload, as she felt the intense pressure building inside her, filling her to the brim. She was consumed by the overwhelming feeling of being stretched open, her body aching with desire. ...

... In that moment, she was lost in a whirlwind of ecstasy, completely surrendered to the intense and all-consuming sensation.

Zor remained motionless, fully inside her, and announced, "Releasing fertilization."

Sarah felt a warmth spreading inside her, a sensation that expanded and filled every crevice within her. Already at her climax's plateau, this new sensation catapulted her pleasure to new heights. It was an experience beyond words, a mingling of alien and human biology that defied all her previous understandings of pleasure and physicality.

As Zor carefully withdrew from Sarah, she felt every inch of his retreat, her womb contracting around him, closing back up as he exited, in a sensation that was as strange as it was intense. The experience of being so deeply filled and then gradually emptied was surreal. Not a single drop of ZOR's fluid escaped her.

"Womb stable. Your turn, Jix," Zor stated matter-of-factly, as if they were merely performing a routine procedure.

The exchange between the alien men was swift and mechanical. Jix took ZOR's place with a speed and force that contrasted sharply with ZOR's more measured approach. His movements were more forceful, lacking the earlier semblance of care or consideration, almost robotic.

Jix thrust into Sarah repeatedly, his actions driven by a singular purpose. He searched for the same deep, inner spot that Zor had found, moving with a relentless, unyielding rhythm. When he finally entered her womb, his entire ...