Saved By The Alien (Sci Fi Alien Invasion Alien Romance) (3 page)

              Phize gently laid me down on the floor and began removing his pants.  His body looked like it was cut out of a piece of marble.  When he got to his underwear, I watched as he revealed his impressive package.  I was paralysed from the previous orgasm, not wanting to move, nor was I able to move.  Phize positioned himself on top of me and slid his enormous cock inside me.  When he moved in me, I felt like I was part of him and each time he thrust into me it felt better than the last time. 

              Phize was building in me an orgasm that was mounting to be the biggest orgasm I had ever felt.  It seemed as though he had some magical power.  My body began to tense up as I wrapped my arms around his muscular back.   He continued to thrust himself rhythmically into me, the pace quickened so I knew he was close, I was close too.  There was nothing I could do to stop the orgasm coming and just hoped he would cum at the same time as me.  I tried to stare into his eyes, but I was having a hard time keeping my eyes open.  Then the wave returned, more powerful than before.  It burned with a fire of a thousand torches.  Phize began to cum, thrusting hard into me as I came too, we both moaned with delight in each other’s arms.   His orgasm lasted longer than mine, longer than anyone I had known and he came deep inside me.  I could feel it hot inside me, it felt wonderful. 

              Phize collapsed beside me with his cock still in my pussy and I held him like he was my man, or my Alien.  The warmth of his body brought a smile to my face as I watched him drift off to sleep.  I looked out the window and remembered we were flying through space and had plans for coffee on another planet.  My oh my, what had become of my boring life.  Shortly after I fell asleep too, exhausted from the greatest orgasm I had ever had.  I didn’t know where this was going, but I liked it so far. 

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              We were both awoken by a beeping on the dashboard of the car, Phize calmly got up saying nothing, got dressed and waited for me to do the same.  I got dressed, sat back in the seat and Phize pushed the same button that expanded the car, the car returned to its original state.  He took hold of the steering wheel and the craft began to slow.  What I saw next would never leave my mind. 

              There was what must have been Phize’s new home planet, glowing with a thousand brilliant colors.  Above it, there was a battle going on, ships were shooting at each other, red lasers whizzed by ships exploded.
              “NOOOOOOO!” Phize yelled.  “I have to take you to the surface, and join the ranks. This is a battle that needs my help.”

              “Phize, this is all so scary and dangerous.”

              “Don’t worry, there are people down there who will protect you as I have done.”

              Phize pressed another button on the dash of the car and the vehicle shot forward at speed.  We flew past all of the fighting with no incident and sped to the surface of the planet.  I cannot describe for you the beauty of this place, or how the one red sun and the one blue planet beside it helped to amplify the already amazing colors on the ground.  My mouth just hung open.  The architecture of the building was as futuristic as you would expect, but the proximity to vegetation and water intertwined civilization with wilderness.  It was amazing.  I could see what Phize was fighting for, but was scared that he would not return. 
              We landed on terra firma and a woman greeted us. 

“Cynta,” Phize said. “Please take care of this woman, I must go join the battle.  She is a friend of ours.”

“Yes Phize.”

“Don’t go Phize, please don’t go.” I pleaded. 

“This is my life, I must go, I shall return.”

              With that he closed the door and rocketed into space.  Cynta put her hands on my shoulders as we both watched his craft leave the planet. 

“Will he be back Cynta?”

“War is brutal young one, he is the best, he will surely return.”

              I wasn’t so sure.  It is interesting how love can form so quickly and how feelings can get confusing so early.  I was not sure of my feelings for Phize, but I was sure that I had them.  I needed to see him again and I needed to get home. 
I needed him to be OK.
              Cynta guided me into what must have been her house.  Everything was foreign to me, including the food. 
              I guess this is what it feels like to be an Alien on an Alien Planet.

COLD – Jenni Smiles

              So, this actually happened.  I am telling my tale because all I can do is think about it every day and I want to get it down on paper.  Consider this…my confession, when he touched me I melted like I was a crayon on hot day.  It was like he knew where I wanted to be touched more than I did.  Here is how my sorted tale started; 

              Desmond walked into the store and began to pepper me with questions, he could really be an asshole when he wanted to. It was this kind of foolishness I had been putting up with for years.

              “What are you doing?”

              “What do you mean what am I doing, I am working.  I am sitting here, going over the reports as I do every month.”

              “Why are you wearing that?”

              “What do you mean?  Why am I wearing what?”

              “Well I can see right through your shirt, it is not proper for a woman to dress like that.”

              I blushed with embarrassment, but then realized there was nothing wrong with what I was wearing, why shouldn’t I wear whatever it is that I want.  Moreover, it was a little unnerving that he was looking at my boobs. 
What kind of perverted boss would do such a thing?
Desmond continued,

              “And those short shorts.  I can practically see your private parts hanging out. What are you some kind of slut?”

              “What the fuck is wrong with you Desmond? Do you lack the ability to be professional!  In fact we sell these shorts in
your
store!  You have a lot of nerve talking to me like that.”
              “I am older then you and I have to protect you, without me some boy may take advantage of you.”

              “Some boy is going to take advantage of me? Right here in the store?”

              “You never know.”

              Desmond sent me a wicked smile, it was as if he was propositioning me.  It felt weird to have him look at me that way, yet I could not but be flattered.  He stared at me from the top of my head to the tip of my toe, which made me cross my arms.  It felt as if he was peering into my soul, I felt very naked.  I looked out of the top of my head at Desmond, I was never a very confident person and when people took it upon themselves to judge me I receded into my shell.  Looking down came naturally to me. 
              Through it all, I could not help but think about how good looking he was, his brazen good looks were only matched by his muscular physique.  He was the kind of guy that was always playing sports.  He often told me about how he liked to play hockey or tennis and all the golfing he did. Those conversations bored me, but it was better than working.
              I began to imagine what he looked like under his clothing and thought about his chiselled body, starting with his six pack.  I thought about what it would be like to touch his six pack and run my hands up and down the muscular bumps.  The heat began to build up between my legs as I parted my lips.  Desmond looked at me seductively and I was snapped back to reality. 

              “I am just screwing around with you!” Desmond said jovially, while he wrapped his arms around me and gave me a hug.  He began to tickle me, which was highly inappropriate, but I was the last person in the store, everyone had gone home.  The problem was, I was extremely ticklish and couldn’t help myself when someone began tickling me.  I kind of wanted him to touch me, even though I hated him.  I know I am screwed up!
              I laughed as he continued to poke and prod at me. I paid special attention to every time he came close to my breasts. On more than one occasion his hand touched my breast, I don’t think it was on purpose, but I don’t think it was exactly an accident either.  Even if it was an accident, that didn’t mean it would turn me on less.  He continued to tickle me to the point that I couldn’t breathe. 

              “Stop Desmond…..STOP.”

              Desmond refused to stop tickling me and it was getting to the point of unenjoyable.  I tried to push him off of me but he was just too strong, so I did the only thing that I could. Out of the corner of my eye and the only place my hand could reach I grabbed his cock.  He stopped immediately and looked at me.  To my shock, it was as hard as a rock.  More shocking though was just the immense size of it.  It felt more like a plantain then a cock.  Desmond was wearing his perfectly tailored suit and as far as I could tell, no underwear.  I was so shocked and impressed that I didn’t let go, I just stared at him and he just stared at me.  I had no intention of letting go, in fact I wanted to do more than just hold it. 
              “Well now that I have your attention are you going to stop tickling me?”

              Desmond nodded. 
              “Are you going to be a good boy for me?”

              Desmond nodded.  Now we were in a Mexican standoff, it was my move to make or not make at this point.  The heat welled up inside my core as I squeezed Desmond’s cock hard.  He jumped up as I did it, but made no attempt to get away.  His cock was hot in my hands, I wanted to see it.  I slowly stroked his cock outside of his pants and watched as his mouth fell open.  He was enjoying this and so was I.  I undid his zipper and his cock spring out to attention.  He smiled as if to say, pretty impressive right? It was pretty impressive, in fact it was magnificent.  I sat and stared at his cock just wanting it, but not sure what to do.  He looked at me expectantly waiting for me to touch it.  I couldn’t, I could do nothing but look.  That was too much cock for anyone and something about all of this did not feel right. 
              Desmond took matters into his own hands.  He was tired of waiting for me to act.  So he stood up ripped off his pants and then his shirt, revealing his magnificent body.  I was right, no underwear.  His body was just as I had pictured it in my mind, his abs looked like they could have been in a magazine, and his chest was that of a body builder, he was the epitome of perfection.  His cock stood straight at attention wanting, waiting, and needing to be touched. 
              Desmond leapt for me, I cowered back putting my arms over my face.  It appeared as though I defended the wrong part of myself as my shorts were ripped from me with such force they almost gave me carpet burn.  I looked at him shocked, but my look did not stop him.  He looked down at my glistening pussy with great satisfaction.  He knew I wanted it, he could tell from how wet I was, anyone could tell how much I wanted him by how wet I was. 
              Desmond dropped to his knees and began sucking and licking my pussy.  This was obviously not the first time he had done this.  He seemed to know just the right places to lick, I moved my hips to meet his tongue, which prodded me in every which way.  That only encouraged him to go deeper.  Then the flood came over me, the fire burned deep inside, my body tensed up and with one harsh flush, I came as hard as I had ever cum before. 
              Desmond stood back up, walked over to me and pulled my shirt up over my head.  He pushed me to my knees and stood by my face, saying nothing, just staring at me.  He made no apologies and asked no questions.  I looked up at him and his enormous member which still stood proud and hard right at face level.  Desmond grabbed the back of my head and brought it to his cock.  He rubbed his cock across my lips which made me moan with desire.  I wanted it in my mouth.  As a lover, I had always been shy, but for this I was ready.  I opened my mouth and began to suck the tip of his cock.  Putting it as deep in my mouth as I could.  Desmond was relentless in his pursuit of an orgasm as he thrust his cock deep into my throat with reckless abandon.  He held onto the back of my head seemingly carless to the fact that I was just trying to breathe, but he took me right to the edge and brought me back.  He dominated me as only he could and I loved that he knew how to take control. 

              Desmond then ripped his cock from my mouth and in one swift motion, pushed me back and flipped me over.  He grabbed one of my wrists, then the other.  Then holding both of my wrists in one hand straddled me.  Even if I wanted to resist, I was unable to, he was just too strong.  Desmond then plunged his manhood in my already wet hole, while holding onto my wrists.  I pushed back onto him to meet him in the middle.  The feeling in me was heavenly and though I was never one to cum multiple times, this was almost too much to bear.   The feeling welling up inside me made me feel like my entire body was contracting, like a star just before it explodes into a Supernova.  
              Desmond’s pace quickened and I was unable to meet him any longer due to the ecstasy building in my body.   All I could do was squeeze my fists together which Desmond still held onto tightly and bite down on my pillow.  My eyes were shut tightly and my mouth was wide open.  A feeling was welling up inside me that I had never had before and I was almost fearful as to what was going to happen. 
              Desmond released my wrists which caused my arms to spring to the side and the counter in front of me.  Gripping it so tightly my fingernails hurt.  Desmond’s hand came in with force and slapped my ass as he grabbed a handful.  His moans became louder and I knew he was about to climax.  I wanted to squirm away, I really did, but he held fast.  I was in no position to do anything.  With a final thrust Desmond released his seed deep inside my pussy.  I came at almost the same time, showering Desmond with my hot juices.  I had squirted. I had never squirted before and the feeling was so intense that it was close to being painful. 
 

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