Pitcher Plant


by Donna Lamb

"Umf. Umf. Umf-fumf-fumf!Umf!" Nelson spent himself into the lovely young thing he had picked up in a downtown bar. She had the tightest, sweetest cunt he had ever fucked.

"Are you finished?" she asked sweetly.

"Ah, yeah," he said. He started to roll off her, she was just a little bit of a thing and he didn't want to hurt her. He had assumed that she was a prostitute but they had never actually mentioned money.

"No, don't move," she said, pulling his face down to kiss him. "Let's just lie here a moment." Her soft, naked titties pressed against his chest. She kissed him again.

"Um," he said, feeling sleepy. Maybe she wasn't a pro. "You didn't come yet?" he asked, embarrassed that he hadn't considered that.

"I will," she assured him.

"I don't know," he said. "At my age, I'm doing good to manage once a night."

"No, see? You're still hard."

He blinked, considering. Yes, he could still feel stiffness down there, his dick still nestled in her tight, soft cunt. She must have flexed some internal muscle just then and he moaned.

"That's good," she said.

In a moment, he felt ready. "Humf, umf, umf, fumf. Um-ah, Umf! Umf! Umf!" The pleasure seemed even more intense this time as he came, spurting his essence inside her.

"Oh yes," she whispered, kissing him again.

He felt dizzy from his orgasm. At his age, two in one night might not be such a good idea. Again, he started to roll off her.

"No," she said, her voice pleading. "I still haven't comed and you're still hard."

Comed? He wondered at her odd phrasing and wondered even more that she seemed to be right--yes, he was still hard. She hugged him to her and he felt desire still burning inside him. She certainly had large breasts for such a tiny woman, why hadn't he noticed that before?

"Hum, hum, huff, huff. Umf, umf, umf! Um-ah-ah-ah!"

"So good, oh, you are such good lover," she told him. But she wouldn't let him go yet. "You are still inside me, still ready for love me so good," she crooned.

"Ah, ah, ah! Oh. Oh, hum. Humf, humf, humf! Hum, hum, humf! Hum-ah-humf!"

Again he emptied himself into her. He'd never experienced so complete an orgasm, it seemed as if he'd shot some of his insides out. He groaned. It had felt good but that had almost been painful.

"I won't let you go, lover," she whispered. And her pussy seemed to have him in a grip down there; he felt himself being squeezed back to functioning. He rested his head now on her big soft pillowy breasts while his dick trembled and thrust, seeking to go ever deeper into her love. Had her belly bulged like this when he lay down with her?

"Love me," she told him.

"Um, um, ah. Um, umf, umf, humf, humf, ah! Ah!"

That one did hurt even though it felt better than anything ever had. But she held him and soothed him, like a mother with a child. Her belly bulged under him almost like that of a pregnant woman. Was she pregnant? How had he not noticed that? He tried to get his mouth on one of her nipples but he couldn't quite reach.

"Love me again," she said. "Love me till there's nothing left of you."

"Ahhhh!" He screamed with pain and pleasure as he came again and again, his life substance spurting up inside of her making her belly swell even more.

"Ah, ah! Ahhhh!" Now she screamed finally with her orgasm as she sucked the last of him up inside her. She lay there writhing in ecstasy for a bit, adjusting internally now to her pregnancy.

After a bit, she raised herself up, reaching around her swollen belly to clear away what remained of her lover, mostly just hide and hair and bone. She had grown, no longer a tiny, slender girl, she now appeared to be a tall, robust pregnant woman with wide hips and large heavy breasts.

She showered then disposed of Nelson's remains in the garbage. The real Nelson was now inside her; her child to be born anew in a few weeks with new alien DNA replacing much of his human origin. He wouldn't remember much of his previous life but would grow up quickly, maturing into a new pitcher plant woman in only a few years.

She dressed and went outside into the morning garden, enjoying the yellow sun. The alien who looked like a pregnant Earth woman patted her swollen middle, affectionately. "You good lover, you good baby, now," she said, chuckling. Her verbal skills were a bit underdeveloped but no one seemed to notice much, usually. "Earth is good place for our kind," she told the baby in her tummy. "I'm glad we comed here."