<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://s300.photobucket.com/user/SociallyToxicBeauty/media/f9baa897-e285-4e2a-92b5-e0eb263a67ea.jpg.html"></a><a class="postlink" href="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/SociallyToxicBeauty/f9baa897-e285-4e2a-92b5-e0eb263a67ea.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="color: #408000"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Alida</span></span></span></div><br/><br/>Alida ignored Izu's words and instead focused on the feel of his lips against her neck as his fingers began to circle her clit. A shiver came over her and she let out a shuddering breath,<span style="color: #408000"> "Iz--" </span>her words were cut off by the man in question reached around to grab her bottom. He briefly pulled away, his lips hovering close to hers as he spoke,<span style="color: #BF0000">"You seem to be enjoying this, but I wonder how long you can go before wanting the real thing?"</span>With that, his lips pressed against hers, gently biting her lip as they kissed.<br/><br/>Alida's attention was draw away from the bite, however, and to the feeling of Izu's finger entering her rear. She let out a sudden breathy yelp, a hand flying to the wall and pressing firmly against the tile. Izu seemed to not notice as he slowly went to his knees, kissing Alida down her chest. Eventually the fluttery kisses came towards her center, Izu's tongue darting out to glide itself across her clit. Alida's fingers curled some as the bathroom filled with the sounds of her heavy breathing and moans.<br/><span style="color: #408000"><br/>"L...ll..lig d-dreh n-n-ni vuthhhhh...."</span>* Alida strangled out with a moan, her knees threatening to give way. Her free hand found its way to Izu's scalp, fingers tangling in his hair. It seemed the poor girl had reverted to her natural tongue as she let out cries and cadences. Izu's simple, yet bold moves were more than enough for Alida. She had been quite sensitive the past few days, all wound up and ready to go with a small touch.<br/><br/>When Alida's pleas were not addressed, she tried to take a small step back to bring herself some sort of clarity, but Izu would have none of that as he held her firmly in place. She gave a cry as her thighs began to shake and her legs gave out. Izu managed to keep Alida upright, forcing her to ride out her orgasm. When her moans began to die down to whimpers and the final waves of the electricity pulsing through her came to an end, she began to slide down forcing Izu to lay back as she straddled him.<br/><br/><span style="color: #408000">"I-iz-u,"</span>Alida slowly began with small pants,<span style="color: #408000"> "Al..Alida wan-tt you."</span>Suddenly Alida pressed her lips against Izu's, her hand coming down and finding his girth between them. Slender fingers wrapped around it, the palm of her hand sliding up and down the silky rod. Alida brought her kisses away from Izu's mouth and let them hail down his neck, her free hand against his chest. She pulled away to looked down into his eyes and (as she always did) asked,<span style="color: #408000"> "Does Izu want Alida?" </span><br/><br/>The question was something Alida always asked before she ever would let Izu enter her. It was reassurance that she still belonged in Izu's world, no matter how odd or lonely she sometimes felt. If Izu wanted Alida, then Alida could forget how strange and alone she was living in this new world. Perhaps that was why she was so reactive to Izu's advances lately. She certainly enjoyed any time they had sex, but the past few days had been difficult--she was losing hope that anyone was alive from her old life. It was strange to come to the realization that she was likely the only one of her kind left and living on a planet that believed creatures like her were myths.<br/><br/>Izu's presence comforted her and his touch made her flat out forget about all of that though. The addictive quality of the tranquility he brought had made her a bit more needy than before--but in a different way.<br/><br/><span style="color: #408000">"Does Izu want Alida?" </span>she asked again, her hand still steadily stroking Izu's length. The hand on his chest moved to one of his nipples, giving it a slight tweak.<br/><br/>_____________________<br/><br/>*Please don't stop