The Trio of Alien Ball-Drainers

I never believed stories of alien abductions, figuring people just told them because they wanted attention or they were just drunk. Now, of course, I know that such things do exist. While driving home from work one evening (sober, mind you!) I saw a bright light which got larger and more blinding, so I slammed on my brakes to keep from crashing into something. When my vision cleared, though, I wasn’t in my car at all; I was standing and unable to move my arms and legs. The forms in front of me were hazy at first, green blurs. Imagine my surprise when things came into focus and I saw a trio of nude, green-skinned females standing a few feet away from me.

They looked human enough, but there were noticeable differences. Their dark red hair sparkled, which may have been some sort of cosmetic like glitter but it could also have just been a natural effect. Their skin also looked different, and not just because it was green in hue. It seemed thicker, almost like leather, as if their bodies were skin-tight leather catsuits. I couldn’t tell you their ages if I tried, but one of them had breasts that had to be about a DD-cup in size. The skin’s thickness also made it less susceptible to wrinkles and sagging, so those big tits stood gloriously high and firm on her chest, a sight I couldn’t stop staring at until I felt my cock hardening. Looking down, I only now realized that I was naked, my cock now jutting out in front of me at its full 7.5″ length; I didn’t see any males around so I also couldn’t tell if I measured up to the standards of these beautiful, exotic aliens.

The shortest and most slender of the three, probably just under five feet in height, stepped up to me, curiously wrapping her hand around my shaft, causing it to twitch in response, precum beading at the tip, “Not bad. But do you think he will be productive enough?” I realized she wasn’t talking to me at all, but to the other two, who also looked at me appraisingly as if I were a piece of meat. Or, rather, they were looking at my piece of meat. The third being had firm C-cup breasts and she approached next, speaking in a seductive purr, “Well, Nika, there is only one way to find out.” The short one, Nika apparently, grinned wide before kneeling down in front of me. Without hesitation she began to stroke my cock vigorously, wrapping her lips around the tip to suck and lick at it. Even though she wasn’t putting that much effort into the latter, it was still the best blowjob I’d had, her lips and tongue making my entire length tingle.

Needless to say, I didn’t last long, but she pulled her mouth away at the last second, bringing up a small glass container into which she aimed my cock, my cum splashing into the receptacle. She didn’t even look up at me before standing and walking off to the back of the room with it, the busty alien woman approaching next and speaking ominously, “You might actually survive this,” before walking off to join Nika. I was left there, still bound with my arms above me and my cock still fully hard despite having just cum.

Nika soon returned, speaking to the other two, “Well, it seems to check out. Potent, but we will need much more. Shall I drain him?” The other two gave simple nods, betraying no emotion. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out. Looking down, I saw Nika was already back on her knees, stroking and sucking my cock with reckless abandon. Again, I came within minutes and, again, into a glass container. However, she didn’t stop, instead going right back to work on my sensitive, post-orgasm cock, driving me crazy and making me squirm. After ten minutes of this torture I started feeling pleasure from it again, and then promptly shot another load into what was clearly some sort of collection flask. Still, she continued. I was given no breaks to recover, with this eager alien woman sucking and stroking the entire time, orgasm after orgasm. After twelve or so of these consecutive handjob/blowjob combos, she pulled away to note to her companions, “He seems to be almost dry. How many more times to be certain I get it all?” The two glanced at each other with a grin, as if sharing some private joke, before one took a serious expression again and told Nika, “Oh, another twelve should be suitable. Just to make sure.”

By the expression of the other, I could tell the two were lying to Nika, playing some prank on her to have her waste a few more hours on an already-spent cock. I wasn’t concerned about her as much as myself, of course, as there was no way I’d last another twelve blowjobs from this tight-bodied alien minx. Not that I had any say in the matter. She dutifully sucked me off another twelve times, getting maybe a few drops of cum from the first two orgasms, with my last ten being bone dry and absolute torture. If you’ve ever tried to continue stroking your cock after orgasm, you know how overly sensitive it can be, but I doubt you can imagine enduring that for a good six hours or so. Even when I found myself back in my car, fully clothed and with what had to be the most achingly-drained balls in the world, I could scarcely believe I survived my encounter. I couldn’t tell anyone I knew, naturally, as they’d react the same way I would, so I share this anonymously with you in hopes that you’ll believe me or in hopes that I’ll find someone else who experienced what I have and survived.