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Private John Taylor scrambled frantically to get to the residential D-sector building that his marine companion, Alicia Jackson, was holed up in. He had promised her via radio that he would make his way back to her. He knew that the xenomorphs which had slaughtered or taken every member of their marine squad had infested the whole compound and that trying to get through to her was near-suicide. But Taylor knew that Alicia could very well be the last one left besides himself and he could not bring himself to leave the colony knowing that she is still alive.

Since he had reestablished radio contact with Alicia, his three remaining marine squadmates had been taken by the menacing xenomorphs along the way. If they hadn't been simply killed on the spot, then they had surely been turned into breeding hosts for the monsters like the rest of their sixteen member squad and the colonists that they had been sent in to find.

Now he was alone on one side of the compound just as Alicia was alone on the other side. All he had on him was his single radio, flashlight and small satchel of other random supplies. Unlike Alicia, Taylor didn't have the luxury of a motion tracker or weapons; they had all been lost during the previous encounters with the xenos, this made it even more crucial for him to not lower his guard while traversing the compound. As he ran as quickly as he could through the desolate streets of the abandoned colony complex, he hefted the pack over his shoulder and kept his flashlight in hand and ready.

He stopped briefly, scanning his eyes around him for xenos but deducted that he was alone for the time being. He quickly drew up the complex schematics from his PDA, using his fingers to quickly cycle through the various structure designs. Finally, he surmised that he had to pass through a large motor pool directly to his north in order to make his way back to the residential district that Alicia resided in. He pocketed his PDA and took a deep, exasperated breath, before moving forward to the motor pool.

He tapped a bypass code onto the nearby door mechanism and clicked on his flashlight as the garage door drew open noisily. He stepped his way inside and quickly directed the beam of his light in every direction of the motor pool, anticipating seeing the swishing tail of one of the xenomorphs or a hive of facehuggers waiting for him in the garage. Fortunately, there appeared to be neither of the two that he could see; just a long line of transport trucks and tractors stretching to the far end of the room.

Taylor took another breath and began walking along the outer edge of the motor pool, hearing the eerie echo of his own footsteps resonating through the room. After moments of walking alongside the line of parked vehicles, shining his light across all random areas of the room, his heart suddenly missed a beat when a loud shriek filled the chamber. He stood as still as a statue and frantically pointed his light all over the room and readied himself. Suddenly a lone xeno bolted out from under the tractor straight ahead, skittering at lightning fast speed away from him.

Taylor kept walking, slower this time, through the seemingly endless motor pool, awaiting the untimely arrival of another terrifying xenomorph. Ahead of him, another ear-piercing screech resonated throughout the entire room again, followed by the sounds of exchanged blows and hand-to-hand combat. He quickened his pace, running to the end of the line of vehicles as the sounds of fighting and noises got louder. When he got to the last vehicle and was about to round the corner, he suddenly stopped dead in his tracks, nearly dropping his light in shock.

There, around the corner was a xenomorph, presumably the one that Taylor had seen minutes before, engaged in viscous melee combat with someone...or something. The taller, more humanoid figure, was slashing at the xenomorph with a wristblade of some kind, grunting through its mask as it sank blow after blow into the flailing xeno. Taylor drew himself back a few feet, looking on hesitantly in the direction of the two figures but not intervening. As he looked on, his eyes were fixed on the new figure slashing at the xeno; it was clearly not human but obviously no friend to the xenos either. It was tall, about half a foot taller than Taylor, and had an exotic skin color to it; a mix of brown and olive.

The humanoid alien suddenly won the battle, swinging its wristblade around in a swift arc, completely severing the xeno's eyeless head from his black, skeleton-like body. The decapitated xeno slumped to the floor and the hunter let out a noise similar to a snort through its mask. It knelt down and examined its fallen prey before running its fingers gently over the wires that held its mask on, and pulling them out. Taking both of its clawed hands, the creature drew off its mask and dropped it to the floor with a slight clang. As Taylor watched, the creature grabbed on to one of the fingers of its fallen prey and broke it off with an audible snap and squeezed out a few droplets of acidic blood from its limb. It then brought it up its face, still out of sight of Taylor, and drew it in a line across its forehead.

Taylor watched with curiosity and a slight twinge of fear as the creature branded itself with the superficial line of acidic blood, marking itself with the killing of the xeno. It hissed slightly from the stinging of being touched with acidic blood but continued to run the line across its forehead regardless. After it finished, it dropped the limb and turned slightly to the side, looking up at the ceiling for any sign of more xenos.

It was then that the watchful Taylor realized that this alien creature was actually female. During the fight with the xeno, the creature's back had been turned and Taylor had been so terrified and fascinated by the conflict that he didn't even think about the creature's gender. The creature was clearly larger than the average human and stronger of course, the broad shoulders and muscles were an indication of that. However, right there on her chest was a rather large, plump pair of breasts. They, like the rest of its body, had an exotic color mix to them, their olive coating highlighted by the black nipples in the center. The thrashing xeno had apparently ripped off the creature's breastplate during the fight. And now her hidden feminine features were on display for the watchful human male.

To Taylor's utter shock, he suddenly felt himself sprouting an erection as he gazed, captivated by this creature's huge breasts. The voice of reason in the back of his head told him that this was insane as the creature was clearly another species and a natural-born killer at that. And yet, all he could think about in that moment was thrusting his penis up in between those two exotic jugs and erupting all over them.

He directed his flashlight down to his crotch and fumbled with his pants uncomfortably with his erect penis trapped inside them. Suddenly, as he was returning his gaze upwards, he was met with a full view of the body of the alien female right in front of him.

"Oh fuck-," Taylor gasped before his cry was suddenly interrupted by the huge alien female grabbing him by the neck, hissing. She hoisted the thrashing human marine by his neck and slammed him up against the wall of the garage, letting out a garbled noise full of malice that sent shivers through Taylor. He dropped his flashlight and thrashed on the wall as she tightened her grip, staring intently at the human's face.

As Taylor stared back into the alien face before him, he realized that although her womanly assets were certainly appealing, her face was rather terrifying. Her eyes were brown but seemed alight with deadly malice and the outer edges of her mouth were surrounded by large mandibles. The female Predator unsheathed her wristblade and raised it up menacingly as if she were about to slice at him as she did the xeno.

"Shit," Taylor thought to himself, "She obviously wasn't pleased that I was voyeuring her. Now she's gonna kill me and add my skull to the others." His eyes scanned over the terrifying ensemble of bones and trophies from previous hunts across her belt and on her shoulder plates.

He grabbed onto her clawed hand wrapped around his throat and struggled out, "Go...on then...do it," he croaked.

The alien didn't kill him or immediately respond. She brought her face close to his as if she were intently studying him. She could easily detect that the human didn't have any weapons on him, which was the first purpose for her observations. However, through her enhanced senses, she could tell that this human's heartrate was greatly accelerated and there was an unusual warmth that spread through his skin that she was curious about.

She turned her gaze downward to the obvious bulge in his pants and cocked her head to one side, baring her mandibles in obvious curiosity. The alien then realized that this human male was sexually aroused although she couldn't figure out why. She loosened her grip on his neck slightly and glanced down at herself, seeing the shredded breastplate that had come off during her fight with the xenomorph, and saw her own full breasts standing out proudly.

Glancing back to the human's face, she looked at him with a knowing gaze, letting out a satisfied hiss as it sank in that the human was sexually aroused at seeing her breasts. She moved her gaze back and forth between his hardened erection within his pants and his face, the latter of which had contorted into a look of clear confusion when he noticed that she hadn't yet killed him and was now looking up and down his body intently. The fact that this male, regardless of him being a weaker, lesser organism, was sexually aroused by her awakened a carnal passion within the female Predator that she was not used to.

The female Predator retracted her blade and suddenly dropped Taylor to his feet, who let out an exasperated breath in response. He wondered why she had released him but was suddenly caught off guard when she roughly kicked him onto his back so that he was laying on the ground of the garage. He gasped as the wind was knocked out of him and hit the cold floor. Before he could comprehend what she was about to do to him, the alien reached down and gripped her clawed hands at the edges of his pants and tugged hard, practically ripping them off of his legs. Taylor grunted in surprise; how the alien female managed to get the pants off so quick without severing his penis was beyond him, although he was fortunate that she hadn't.

His hardened nine-inch erection stood up shamelessly, the head glistening with a drop of precum. The alien tossed his grey pants off to the side and looked at the thick, veiny texture of the pole before her. She bared her mandibles again and let out a hiss that equated to intrigue; the alien female clearly liking what she saw.

She dropped down onto her knees before the near-comatose, spread-eagle form of Taylor. She wrapped her clawed hand around his penis, delighting in the feel of its silky smooth texture in comparison to her thicker exotic skin. She gave it a quick squeeze, bringing a pleasurable and surprised shock from Taylor. She hissed a final time before, without further ado, lowering her head and sucking the erection into her mouth like a vacuum.

"Holy shit," Taylor moaned, instinctively thrusting his hips up into the sucking void that was this alien female's wet mouth. He had initially been deterred away from the menacing appearance of her mouth, but now, he quite frankly didn't care anymore. Only moments into it and he already concluded that this was far better than any semblance of a blowjob that he had received from human women in the past. Despite her intimidating outer mandibles and fangs, the alien didn't seem to have any inner teeth or fangs and could therefore suck his erection in and out with ease. He stared up at the ceiling and grunted and moaned as she went to work on him; the exquisite feeling of her mouth feeling much like the vagina of a human female, the only difference being the increased moistness of this alien's mouth.

His head swam in the feeling of this alien's head pistoning up and down his glistening penis. The open garage echoed with the noises of her slurping and sucking along with the satisfied hisses that she occasionally made. After about five minutes, he was beginning to feel his resilient willpower beginning to fade as this ravenous female alien was intent on literally drinking the semen right out of him.

As if she knew this were about to happen, she suddenly stopped her sucking all at once and retracted her fanged mouth from his groin, strands of her saliva falling from the open hole of her mouth and landing on his pelvis and erection. She scooted herself forward and lowered her chest down to his erection.

Taylor's eyes popped open as he felt his slickened penis slide up inside a firm yet cushiony valley. He looked down at what she was doing and saw his penis encased between the alien's full, exotic breasts. Her gaze met his and her fangs contorted into an expression that could universally be interpreted as mischievous, regardless of species. She let a few more globs of saliva drop from her mouth and in between the inviting crevice of her breasts, dripping down onto the inflamed head of his penis and around it.

Then, Taylor let out an astonished gasp as the alien woman began to raise and lower her chest, his erect penis fucking upwards in between the two massive jugs. Thanks to the lubrication, his hardened pole slid up in between the giant olive orbs with amazing regularity. Taylor had never had the pleasure of a titfuck before this but he surmised that, if he had something to compare it to, it would have dwindled in comparison to this. He felt like his penis was being suffocated by the proportions of this alien predator's massive squishy breasts. As she slid her chest down his penis, he added to her efforts by adding an upward thrust, sending his pole slipping in between the slickened valley of her breasts quicker.

Taylor reached his arm down and took hold of one of the boobs bouncing around his erection and squeezed at one of the dark, erect nipples. The alien hissed happily as the human pinched her nipples and she took hold of her breasts, squeezing them together around his penis tighter and quickening her downward movements.

Taylor sighed and moaned in awe at the wonderful feeling of slipping his dick in and out between these two huge, soft breasts. And the way that she was adding her own thrusting movements and tightened her grip on it was bringing him to impending climax rapidly. She sensed the orgasm approaching through Taylor's even more rapid heartrate and trapped the erection between her breasts as tight as she could, adding more friction to her rapid thrusts.

This alien's breasts just felt too damn good for him to resist. With a convulse and a grunt, he pushed his cock up in between the jugs one last time and thick white strands of his seed exploded from the tip, coating the alien's breasts, neck and face with it. She stopped her thrusting but continued squeezing the erupting penis with her jugs tighter, milking the semen out of him in compressed ropes. She opened her mouth and caught a couple of the shots that came her way, swallowing the salty fluid greedily. Finally, Taylor came down from his climactic high and his breathing regulated as his cock stopped thrusting and shooting seed.

He looked up with a foggy gaze at the alien woman who was hungrily using her fingers to collect the remnants of his messy cum from her breasts and neck and drinking it in. She looked over at him and, without waiting for his permission, took two of her clawed fingers and scraped a glob of cum from her breast and shoved them into Taylor's mouth. Taylor coughed but drank down his own seed that she had forced into his mouth. He swallowed the bitter, salty fluid and looked over at the alien who had finally removed her breasts from the slick erection which had gone flaccid after his climax.

Taylor slumped his head back onto the hard floor and let out a relaxed sigh. If this alien did decide to kill him, he would certainly die a happy man after that display. He never would have known after seeing this alien hack and slash that xeno that she could be such a cock-hungry minx.

"You know, your face aint incredibly beautiful," Taylor laughed, "But those lovely tits of yours have me sold."

Taylor had his eyes shut dreamily and he didn't hear a response from the alien. However after a moment he did hear her fumbling around with an article of her clothing. He opened his eyes and looked up at her; the alien was removing the clasps that held up her lower garments covering her hidden genitalia. Finally with a last tug, the simple covering fell from her legs. Her bald, glistening alien vagina was now in plain sight of the human, who was caught in a dumbstruck stare.

The alien bared her fangs in anticipation and quickly stimulated herself by shoving a clawed finger up into her slit, bringing a grunt from her. Obviously the titjob that she had just given the human had aroused her greatly and now she craved her own release. She walked up to the prostrated form of Taylor until she was standing over his head, the glistening pink slit now directly above his face. She lowered herself down so she was squatting, her slit narrowing in on its target; Taylor's mouth.

Taylor's eyes widened as he realized what the alien woman was attempting and struggled to wiggle himself free or move his mouth away from her slit. The alien wasn't too pleased with this; she reached down with one of her hands and gripped him by the cheeks, holding his head firmly in place, before continuing her downward descent. Finally the glistening slit brushed across his lips which were clamped shut and swept up and down between his mouth and nose. Despite lack of oral stimulation, the female Predator didn't seem to mind merely gyrating her slit across her human's face.

Taylor laid there helplessly as the hulking alien used his face to stimulate her vagina; she ran her slit in circles across his chin, lips and nose while continuing to grip onto his cheek with her claws to hold him still. A musky scent filled Taylor's nostrils from the close proximity to her aroused pussy. At first he was slightly repulsed and squirmed under her grasp even more as soon as the smell brushed his senses, but then he relaxed when he realized that it was really not very different from the musky scent of an aroused human female.

He sniffed at the scent of her arousal and he grew dizzy in a foggy haze of lust. He got so lost in the musky smell being forced on him that he didn't realize that the Predator stopped her experimentations of his face and decided that she wanted some real stimulation now. She momentarily retracted her slit from his dazed face and kept her hand holding his head in place. She hissed and slammed her hips downward, forcing her desperate pussy down onto Taylor's open mouth.

Taylor's yelps were muffled by the rowdy alien woman bucking her hips forcefully into his mouth, desperate for some much-needed stimulation. Taylor finally realized now that this alien female would surely fuck his face to death if he didn't give her what she wanted soon. She was much stronger than him and could surely kill him if she wanted to, but she hadn't done so yet. If some oral stimulation would spare his life than he would comply, Taylor decided. Eating out this hulking alien woman was better than her face fucking his dead corpse any day.

Taylor slithered his tongue out of his open mouth and brushed it gently along her outer lips. The female Predator felt his wet tongue make contact with her slit and slowly stopped her forceful thrusting, instead slowly gyrating her slit across his exploring tongue. She looked down at him in the eyes and gave his cheeks a quick squeeze with her claws. She bared her mandibles and gave Taylor a menacing look that said, "Now you know who's in charge."

Taylor experimentally ran his tongue along the outer lips of her slit before slowly honing in on the inner folds. He was pleasantly surprised by two things: her slit wasn't as leathery and rough as her skin but was rather smooth like the velvety vagina of a human woman. And what surprised him even more was that the taste of the first alien slit that he was delving into wasn't bitter or slimy like he had anticipated, but had a rather sweet, tangy taste to it. He found that as he went deeper into her hole the sweet taste was intensified. As his cloudy mind ran rampant with these thoughts, he realized that he was no longer intimidated by the prospect of tongue-fucking this alien woman but was actually relishing in doing so.

"You know what, fuck it," Taylor thought to himself. "She aint gonna let me go until I give her something. I may as well enjoy myself and maybe if I make it good for her she won't decide to kill me."

With that last thought, Taylor cast all prior hesitation aside and reached his hands up to grip onto her thighs, and began to ravage her fuckhole with his tongue. The female Predator grunted in surprise and bucked her hips into his mouth as Taylor began to slurp at the slit pressing down on his mouth with a hungry insistence. He would start by swirling his tongue quickly along the rim of her outer lips, before orbiting in on her inner folds and finally driving his tongue as far into her hole as was allowed. Then he would retract his tongue with an audible wet smacking noise, before repeating the process again.

The female Predator continuously hissed in pleasure, thoroughly enjoying the human male working her with his tongue. She finally removed her hand from his cheeks and found that Taylor no longer gave any resistance whatsoever; he was now genuinely eating her out. The Predator's hips circled and bucked against his face with each lashing of Taylor's tongue against her lips. Taylor gripped onto her olive thighs tighter, struggling to keep himself steady because of her frantic movements.

The female Predator reached down and gripped on to two handfuls of Taylor's spiky black hair, rocking her hips and groaning as the human's tongue swept around her lips and flicked against her protruding clit. Because of her species' lack of tongues, the Predator had never been able to experience the throes of oral pleasure before this moment. Now that she finally was, the wonderful use of his tongue and the fact that she had full control over this human male were driving her animalistic with pleasure.

She bucked her hips in synchronization with Taylor's licks, hissing, grunting and gripping his hair tighter as she felt a burning orgasm within her loins approaching. Taylor knew that it was coming too as evidenced by her increasingly frantic gyrations and the flow of her juices onto his tongue. He moved his hand from her thigh and thrust two of his fingers into her hole while moving his tongue up to toy with her clit. As he drove his fingers in and out of her with a squelch and started nibbling on her clit, she reached her climax.

She hissed through her fangs and suddenly let loose a shrill howl that sent a chill up Taylor's spine beneath her. With a series of mighty convulsions and gripping Taylor's hair tighter, one final buck sent her pent-up orgasmic juices all over Taylor's face and mouth. He drank up some of it, but most of it hit his chin or cheeks as the Predator continued to convulse and smother his face with her hips. Her orgasm persisted for nearly a minute and Taylor thought during that time that he would have blacked out because of her constant thrusts and her practically drowning him in her womanly juices. Luckily, when she had finished, she retracted her slit from his mouth to let him suck in some much needed breaths of air.

The Predator's chest rose and fell as she felt the last of her juices slowly dripping out of her satisfied slit. Once she regained her senses, she looked down at her willing captive beneath her. Taylor's black hair was disheveled and his face was drenched in her clear fluid and his eyes looked about as dazed as hers. She put her clawed hand down onto his face and wiped some of the fluid off of his chin and cheeks, scooping some into her mouth greedily. She continued this until his face was more or less clean and Taylor's discombobulated senses came back to him.

She stared back down into his face and bared her fangs in a gratified expression, patting him on the head with her hand as a sign of thanks. Taylor sighed, saying, "Glad to be of service."

Before Taylor knew it, the Predator suddenly moved off of his chest and scooted herself down until she was next to his legs. He didn't look to see what she was doing but felt her claws digging into his thighs. Then he moaned and his head became foggy again as he felt a familiar wetness engulf his cock. The female Predator began bobbing her head wetly up and down on his shaft again, gradually causing it to rise as renewed life flowed into it from her sucking. Once it had reached its full expanse again, she let it slip out of her mouth.

Taylor raised his upper body up to look at her but by then she was already on him. She hissed, roughly grabbing him by the throat and pushing him hard against the ground beneath him. He grunted in surprise at the sudden change from gentle to rough and then grew worried that she might actually be trying to kill him because her tight grip on his throat didn't loosen after his head hit the ground. With her other hand, she reached down and gripped the base of his erect cock, keeping it firmly sticking up from his groin.

Straddling his waist, the predator slowly, delicately lowered her hips while keeping a grip on Taylor's stiff rod. His precum-coated cockhead pressed against her seething pussy lips as she lowered herself down. He let out a gasp as his cockhead brushed against her pussy. He was rather startled at just how incredibly hot the alien's pussy felt just on the outside. He could only imagine the inside of her pussy feeling like a furnace.

The female Predator simply toyed with cock at first, running the tip of his stiff cock along the rim of her pussy like a stirring rod. Taylor moaned in both pleasure and desperation as he could only take so much of the stimulation. He was finished with preliminaries; he had to be inside this creature now.

As if sensing this, the Predator made a facial expression with her fangs and mandibles that looked almost like a grin. She superficially tapped his cock with her pussy lips one last time, a strand of precum connecting with her juices as she disconnected from his cock. She raised her hips up off of him, causing Taylor to look up at her questioningly. Then, with one forceful downward thrust, the Predator speared herself onto the human's cock, engulfing all nine inches of his shaft to the root. All the while both the female Predator and Taylor let out high pitched moans that reverberated through the entire garage.

Taylor looked down with wide eyes at the sight of her olive thighs resting against his pelvis and her pussy lips spread out around the base of his cock. He was alarmed at how tight her pussy actually was; not as tight as a human female's but certainly enough for an exquisite feeling nonetheless. Her pussy was also juicier and much hotter than a human woman's.

Taylor was still getting acclimated to the new feelings of being inside an alien pussy before the Predator decided she wanted more. She raised her hips, slowly at first, sliding her pussy up his shaft and leaving a slimy trail of her pussy juice across his cock as she went. When the head of his dick was the only thing swallowed up in her pussy, she surprised him by abruptly dropping back down hard and fast. She slammed back down so fast that it looked as if her pussy had gobbled up his cock in one swift bite. Experimentation aside, this powerful female wanted a hard fucking, and she would get it from this human whether he wanted to oblige or not.

As she began to bounce up and down on him in deep strokes, Taylor tried to add his own upward thrusts to the equation, rocking his pelvis against hers every time her rough skin collided with his. He could hardly keep up though; she was making it quite clear to him that she was in control. She could care less whether or not Taylor was an active participant in this romp; right now, he was simply an object to be fucked for her own pleasure.

Taylor and his masculine pride disagreed, however. He was a marine, god damn it! He would not be used as a fuck toy for this female Predator's own gratification. He started to get accustomed to her long, deep downward thrusts and was able to start giving powerful thrusts upward in perfect tandem with hers. All the while, he reached a thumb down and roughly swiped at her clit, causing her to jolt in surprise.

"Is this what you want, ugly, horny bitch?" he growled at her, pronouncing the challenging tone with a powerful upward thrust into her hot, juicy depths again. "To use me to get yourself off? Well, I aint sitting back like a sandbag while you do it. I'll be joining in too."

With that Taylor used all his strength to force himself up into a sitting position while continuing to hammer away into her pussy as she rocked against him. He leaned his head over as he fucked her and roughly bit down on one of her dark nipples causing a shudder to ripple through her body and her pussy, causing it to tightly clamp down on his slippery cock. The action caused her to slow her bounces slightly out of genuine surprise but then she simply dug her claws into Taylor's spiky black hair and speared herself up and down his cock even harder as he suckled her right breast.

Now that Taylor had evened the playing field, he began to actually bask in the wonderful feeling of her hot, wet pussy continuously milking his cock like a velvety clamp. He moaned into her breast with every powerful slam they made against each other, nibbling on her areolas as he did.

Just before he felt himself approaching his second climax, the Predator suddenly ceased movement altogether, disengaging herself from his erect cock as quickly as she had mounted it. He looked up at her in wonderment and a bit of frustration, trying to figure out why she had stopped after she had seemed so infatuated with the fucking to begin with.

She then dropped to her knees before him, dropping down onto all fours. The plump, olive-colored globes of her ass beckoned his attention. She turned her head to look at him from behind, her mandibles curving into a fiendish grin as she brought one of her fingers down and pushed it into her pussy with a squelch.

Taylor understood now what she wanted although he was a bit confused as to why she did. Her constant change in attitude was discombobulating him; first she wanted to be the dominant one, now she wanted to be the submissive one. After a moment he simply just shrugged his shoulders and went along with it. After she had abruptly cut off his impending climax, he now wanted release more than ever.

His hands went to her thighs as he gently pulled her ass toward him. He gave a sigh as his cockhead nudged wetly against her sweltering pussy lips again. She bucked her hips back against him, desperate to get his cock back inside her. Taylor grinned, squeezing her ass cheeks as he braced himself for reentry. He pulled his cockhead away momentarily before thrusting his cock back into her pussy the way she wanted it; hard, deep and fast.

The female Predator moaned and bounced her ass back against his pelvis as he buried himself inside her moist cavern to the hilt. Now that she was submissively bent over for him, Taylor assumed the dominant role that she had given to him. He began pounding her pussy at as fast a pace as he could, his sweat dropping down onto the puckered rosebud of her alien anus. As he did so, he reached and hand down and began to flick at her sensitive clit as he fucked her. The Predator hissed her pleasure, meeting his thrusts with her hips and hissing and panting as he pounded her.

Taylor knew without a doubt that this was the most primal, unbridled sex that he had ever had. Sure, he had had "casual sex" with human women before, which had been somewhat rowdy. This however, was downright animalistic. The alien woman was howling and hissing and he was grunting like an animal as he pounded her pussy in doggy style with speed that surprised even him.

Just thinking these things and feeling her wet fluttering pussy walls slip around his cock as he slid in and out was bringing him to climax quicker than he had been hoping. He cursed under his breath as he realized that he may actually cum before she does. That may displease this alien greatly, he thought.

Suddenly however, a wicked thought came to him. Without giving himself time to back out of it, he licked his middle finger. As he continued pumping into her, he quickly unleashed his secret weapon. He narrowed his wet finger out and shoved it directly into the female Predator's vacant orifice; her anus.

Her eyes burst open and she let out a high-pitched howl as her anus was unexpectedly penetrated by the human's finger. Simultaneously, she shuddered and slammed her ass back against Taylor's groin as an orgasm ripped through her. The hot, vice-like walls of her pussy clamped down onto his cock hard as she squirted over his rapidly-pounding cock.

Taylor groaned as his cock was suddenly smothered by her pussy. He gave a few more deep strokes into her still-squirting hole before his own climax quickly rushed through him. His semen rushed up his shaft and dumped its payload directly into her pussy, bathing the walls in white goo that intermingled with her abundant pussy juices. After two huge spurts, the Predator slid off his shaft quickly with an audible slurp and pop. She flipped over and grabbed a hold of Taylor's wet, still-cumming shaft and pumped it for all she was worth.

Taylor moaned as the last few spurts of his white sticky cum were expelled from his shaft in ropes due to her hands. They shot out across her chest and tits and one glob even landed into her mouth, a string of his cum connecting from one of her mandibles to the other.

Finally after what seemed like an eternity, he finished cumming and, quite literally, crashed down from his climax, his entire body falling back onto the hard garage floor. He let out a throaty sigh as he felt a wonderful release that put his mind and body at ease. Even if she or the xenomorphs killed him in the next two seconds, it made no difference to him now.

The marine cleared his foggy mind and looked up to see the hulking female Predator devouring the strand of cum that hit her in the face. She then scooped up one of the strands from her tits and began to excavate the load that he had deposited into her hot pussy. When she was finished, she crawled over to him, her head falling down to his crotch as she engulfed his prick in her mouth once again. He groaned as she wetly cleaned his tender shaft before disengaging herself.

Taylor looked into the frightening features that encompassed her alien face and gave a smile of gratitude. The female Predator simply nodded to him and stood up on her feet, pulling on her coverings to conceal her slimy genitals.

Taylor was still reconciling what had just happened before he was abruptly smacked in the face by his grey dungarees. The female Predator bared her mandibles down at him and he returned the expression with a wry smirk. He quickly pulled up his pants and moved to try to find his flashlight and personal items.

As he took account of his personal belongings, movement behind him suddenly caught his attention. He turned around to be met with a view of the female Predator standing before him again. Her big breasts still stood out from her chest and even some leftover residue of his cum still remained on her chest and neck. This time however, she had donned her hunter mask once again.

As Taylor stood motionless before her, she punctuated the silence by drawing an item out of her belt with an audible unsheathing noise. She now held a very sharp ritual hunting knife in her hands as Taylor stared at her, gulping.

"So...just a one night stand huh? Well, if you're gonna kill me, just make it painless would ya?" Taylor sighed as he resigned himself to the unexpected death that she had apparently prepared for him.

Instead of killing him, the female Predator surprised him by flipping the knife over so that the hilt was facing toward him. She nodded her head down to the weapon, offering it to him. Now Taylor understood; she wasn't going to kill him, she was giving him a gift. After all, he didn't have a weapon on him at the moment. A pulse rifle was preferable against the xenos, but a knife was certainly better than nothing.

He gingerly reached his hand out and grasped the hilt, taking the sleek weapon into his hand. He looked up at her mask and nodded his thanks, pocketing his knife into his own belt. The female Predator nodded once again to him before activating her cloaking device and disappearing from sight.

Just like that it was now business as usual. He had just rutted like an animal with this deadly alien huntress and then she just bounces off like that. At least now his mind was clear and focused so he could now devote himself to surviving the xenos and getting back to Alicia.

Taylor took a deep breath, slinging his satchel over his shoulder. He then clicked on his flashlight and made for the nearest exit to the motor pool that he could find. After this little detour, he had to get back to Alicia at the security center and help her with whatever trouble she had gotten herself into...

To be continued...