CHAPTER 1 Still couldn’t believe it. The idea of being abducted by an Space Alien wasn’t something I had put much stock in, ever. All those people talking about it in those Weird TV shows and cheap shit tabloids always had me laughing and brushing them aside as drunken delusions. And now here I was, in my own drunken delusion, only I wasn’t drunk andsure as hell not deluded. This was no dream either. I don’t know how long it had been, but I know I had been asleep and awake for more than a dozen times, and I always wokeup in this little sterilized room with a single porthole to look out from. And all I could see outside was the dark and cold emptiness of space dotted with thousands and thousands of stars. My abductor was an alien from another planet. This I could tell from the one time it made an appearance. I couldn’t really tell its gender, it had humanoid enough form,but there was nothing human about it, even though it was wearing some sort of space suit with a full face visor.
CHAPTER 2 This was the craziest shit I ever heard and part of me wanted to screamand run. But the other part wanted so much to be involvedin this preposterous idea, and it was winning out fast. I took a few deep breaths and relaxed. I could feel the alien’spresence in my mind, I don’t know how, I just did. I racked my brain and began to think of all the dreamiest, hunkiest men I had ever seen. As I envisioned up a smorgasbord of delicious beefcake, the images in my mind seemed to be more real than ever before and I could tell the alien was soaking up all that information. I opened my eyes andcouldn’t stifle the loud gasp that escaped from my mouth. No longer was there a skinny alien in a space suit standing before me. In its place stood and amalgamation ofhuman male perfection, everything that I fantasised about was standing there before me in the flesh. Yes, in the flesh –the alien had transformed into a muscular young Adonis and was completely naked. My wide eyes feasted on
CHAPTER 1 Every day was the same for Alex. He'd wake up and lie in bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to put it off for as long as possible. But eventually, he'd sigh to himself and get up, knowing that he simply couldn't put it off any longer. It was a boring job, but he told himself that it was a means to an end. He kept looking to the future - which really wasn’t that far away if he was being honest - and telling himself that it would all be worth it. One day.Sometimes he thought that it had been a mistake to take a year out before going to college. He had seen all of his friends go off and start their new lives in new cities while he had been stuck in a rut back home. It had seemed like a good idea at the time - earn some money, do a bit of traveling, meet some new people and go to college with a wealth of new experiences under his belt. In the end, it hadn't quite worked out like that though. In fact, it had turned out to be more of a grind than an adventure. He had managed
CHAPTER 2 He could see the brown expanse of her tanned back. He wanted to reach out and touch it, but for a moment he wanted to just look at her. Her ass looked amazing, both her ass cheeks outlined perfectly. It led down to her legs. He wanted to push those legs apart and get between them. He wanted to turn her over and see her lying there, topless. He imagined her welcoming him in as he pulled her to him. He thought about her soft flesh, the feel of herkisses on his body, the places where he would kiss her. He thought about his hand on her breasts and how it would feel as his hand ran down her body. The tight, taut muscles of her abdomen, the rise, and fall of her breathing.He thought about how when she first turned around maybe she would try to cover herself up, cover up her naked breasts, but then she'd think better of it. She'd smile at him, a knowing smile as she knew what was coming.Would he fuck her right there and then, in the garden, on the grass? He hadn't thought tha
CHAPTER 3He looked up at the house. Very nice, he thought to himself. It was only a small parcel. He grabbed it and headed to the front door. He rang the bell. There was no answer. He tried one more time and was about to see if there was anywhere secure that he could put it on the property. It was a big enough place that he figured that there must be somewhere to stash it. Just as he started looking, a car pulled up into the driveway. It was a small, two- seater sportscar. The windows were tinted so he couldn’t see inside. He waited for the car to stop and the driver to get out. The door opened. The first thing that he saw was the legs. They seemed to keep going and keep going. He wondered if they would ever end. They were long, toned, and tanned. The brown color, perfectly even all over, somehow reminded him of Robin. The difference now was that normally hewould be reminded of her and feel pangs of sad nostalgia. Not this time. This time he wanted to see more of whoever this woma
CHAPTER 4He was quickly realizing that, somehow,she had got him completely under her control. He had no choice but to follow, no choice but to do as he was told. She led him upstairs and along a hallway. She stopped outside a door.“So,” she asked him, turning and looking up at him, “Do you like what you see?”“You have a very nice house,” he said but it came out as something of a murmur.“I wasn’t talking about the house.” She looked at him. Something seemed to be passing between the two of them. He felt something touching his fingers. He looked down quickly as she took his hand and then looked at her. She didn’t say anything, but she was smiling at him encouragingly. He smiled back. She pushed the door open and walked him inside. His heart was pounding. Something was happening...but he still wasn’t quite sure just what it was. He looked around, tearing his eyes away from her. It was her bedroom. The curtains were closed and the light was low. His eyes were drawn to the bed.Why w
CHAPTER 5His hands moved further up - he turned them to cup one breast in each hand, lifting it up. His thumbs were in the gap between each of her breasts. He felt the weight of them. He gave them a squeeze. He moved his hands over them. His hands moved up to the nipples. Jane signed with contentment as he took hold each of them between his thumb and forefinger. He squeezed them Llightly and then began to stroke them with his thumb. She had her hands on his chest as she pushed herself, her crotch, up against his cock. One of his hands moved down from her breasts, running down her body. She leaned down to kiss him. He felt the breast in his hand move forward and he held it in his hand as it dropped right down in front of him. She kissed him slowly on the lips. She took his hand that had moved down to the top of her skirt and moved it below her skirt. She guided it to her panties. He rubbed at the outside of her panties, feeling her pussy. He found her clit he knew that he had found
CHAPTER 1 “Uunnggghhhhh… Uhhhh…” The guttural grunting woke Princess Marianna May from her slumber. She rubbed her eyes, l momentarily forgetting where she was. Then she looked around and remembered – this wasn’t her room at the palace. She was at some obscure village inn, having run away from her tyrant father. She sprang from the covers of the comfortable bed in the rented attic room. It was already dark outside and she was alone. A lone oil lamp flickered on a table at the far end of the room. Earlier, the princess had dispatched her faithful lady-in-waiting, Katie, to the local seamstress to source ordinary clothes for her and she hadn’t come back. Slowly, Marianna May crept towards the open window and peered fearfully through the old lace curtains. “Uunnggghhhhh… Uhhhh…” “Is someone hurt?” she thought as the intermittent groaning sound of aman’s voice wafted into her room.She looked down to the street. It was brightly lit with many people milling about. Sellers were hawking
"Y-yes," she said finally. "Yes, I enjoyed it." "Did you cum when I came?" "Yes," she said again. "Did you wish my cock had squirted its heavy load into your virgin cunt instead of into my hand?" "Yes!" screamed Kate. "You're a filthy little slut, aren't you, Kate?" he said as he pinched her clit and rolled it between his strong fingers. "Look at you moaning from being fucked hard by your friend's father, and while she’s sitting, just outside too. Look at my daughter, Kate," he growled. Kate looked outside the window at Mallory, who was still studying in the same spot on the beach. "I want you to keep your eyes on my daughter and think of what a dirty little whore you are while her father fills your virgin pussy with hot cum for the first time." "O-okay," whimpered Kate as Mallory’s father rammed her pussy harder and faster. He grunted with each powerful thrust. At the same time, he hooked his finger inside of her tight ass and vigorously wiggled her clit. Kate could
"I'm afraid your hymen is still very much intact, Kate," he said, raising his head up to look at her.He looked pleased to be giving her this news. His eyebrows were raised, and the corners of his mouth were pulled up ever-so-slightly."So," said Kate, "that means ...""We will need to move on to the more invasive treatment method, yes," said Dr. Logan.Kate's eyes widened, and she pursed her lips together anxiously, unsure of whether she was ready for or even wanted a more invasive treatment. The next thing she knew, however, Dr. Logan was unbuckling his belt and unzipping his trousers, and Kate forgot all about her apprehension."What – what are you doing, Dr. Logan?" she asked, though she thought she already knew and was eager to see the enormous manhood that hid beneath his pants in the light of day."I am determined to complete your treatment, Kate," he said in a serious tone as he let his trousers fall to the floor and hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his tight-fitting boxe
Kate couldn't take it. The menagerie of different sensations Dr. Logan was inflicting on her sensitive buds was overwhelming. She wanted to scream. More than that, she wanted to reach between her legs and stroke her aching clit. Or rather, what she really wanted, was for Dr. Logan to stroke her clit. But should couldn’t tell him that."Dr. Logan," she said breathlessly. "Please, you have to stop. I – I can't take it."Dr. Logan released her nipples and took a step back."Hmm," he said, rubbing his chin, "I hate to see you in such agony, Kate. I think further treatment on your nipples would benefit you. But, I suppose I can give them a short break while I do your pelvic exam. How does that sound?""That sounds good, Dr. Logan," said Kate, relieved that the torturous assault on her nipples was over, for now."Great," said Dr. Logan. "Go ahead and lie back then, Kate. Bring your heels up near your hips and spread your legs as wide as you can for me."Kate did as Dr. Logan instructed. She
After a restless night of sleep, Kate nervously followed Mallory downstairs for breakfast. Terrified to see her father or hear what he might have to say about the previous night’s events, Kate did her best to make herself invisible by slouching into a corner of the breakfast nook and sipping on a glass of orange juice, while Mallory and her dad made omelets.“Good morning, Kate!”Kate had become absorbed watching the waves roll onto the beach through the window when Dr. Logan’s booming voice made her jump.“Oh! G-good m-morning, Dr. Logan,” she said with a quivering voice as her eyes met his and blood immediately rushed to her cheeks.“Did you sleep alright last night?” he asked with a smile.“Y-yes,” Kate lied.He seemed to be acting like nothing unusual had happened at all. Maybe he really hadn’t seen Kate watching him, after all. Or ... if he had, he was definitely not letting on.Mallory spent most of breakfast talking, updating her father on all that had been going on at school s
Kate wasn't entirely onboard with Mallory's plan. She knew her dad was a doctor, but it still seemed awkward to ask a man she'd never met before for something so personal and sex-related. But, Mallory was adamant. She claimed that her dad was very open about sex and that it wouldn't be awkward at all. So, when they heard his car pull into the driveway a while later, Mallory ignored Kate's protests and dragged her downstairs to ask him.“Daddy!” Mallory yelled as she ran to hug the man who walked through the front door.“There’s my favorite girl!” the man said, taking Mallory into his arms and lifting her off the ground with what appeared to be no effort at all.When he placed her feet back on the floor, and she stepped away, Kate finally got her first good look at him. There was no doubt from whom Mallory had inherited her good looks. Kate could feel her cheeks flushing with an embarrassed attraction. She knew this man had to be in his forties – making him at least twice Kate's age –
It was the end of Kate's first semester of college. She and her roommate, Mallory, decided to skip their final classes on Friday. Instead, they drove to the coast to stay with Mallory's father for the weekend before their final exams week started on Monday. A wealthy older doctor, Mallory's father lived in a large, expensive beach house on a secluded stretch of pristine coastline. It was the perfect place to relax and recuperate before the grueling week they had ahead of them.He wasn't home when they first arrived, so Kate and Mallory let themselves into his house and started to get ready for bed. It was late, and they were both exhausted from the drive. As Mallory unpacked her toiletries in the bathroom, Kate watched her set aside a small round foil packet. It was filled with a dozen tiny, individually packaged pills, along with several empty spaces where pills used to be. Kate picked up the foil packet and raised her eyebrows at Mallory.“Is that what I think it is?!” she asked her
As she shifted down upon his pulsing manhood, feeling the warmth of him finally entering into her tight, receptive body.The two of them rocked back and forth, to allow him to enter her as deeply as possible before she felt Mr. Rossini behind her, grasping at her shoulders, before quickly thrusting it into her behind.Her scream of surprise soon turned into a groan of pleasure as his heavily erected member slid easily into her as she relaxed herself and allowed them both to have their way with her.With the two of them consuming her, taking turns plunging themselves in and out of her body, she felt almost paralyzed. Her body could not get a break from their thrusting hips and the sensations that they were awarding her body as they both moved with a passion that could not be denied.As they moved back and forth, upon her, her body felt a sense of pain and pleasure that was equal and overbearing. Between each thrust, she barely had a chance to catch her breath before another movement fo
His tongue was wet and meticulous as it entered her quickly, while his arms held down her legs, giving him ultimate control.The shock of emotion that immediately coursed through her was intense and so, she let out a scream, but her voice was masked by the mouth that encompassed her own and the other tongue that reached farther down her throat.She shuttered with a euphoric sense of pleasure that grew steadily as the seconds passed by. Cynthia felt as though her entire body was being stimulated. She had never felt so wet and so aroused before.Strangely, the fact that she couldn’t get away from this torturous sense of immense pleasure made it feel all the better. So, she did the only thing she could and focused on sensually kneading at Mr. Rossini’s manhood.However, as James delved deeper into her, gyrated his tongue around inside of her way that hit her G-spot in a way that made her want to cry, she began to groan and scream through the kisses until finally, Mr. Rossini allowed her
When they entered the hotel, they received the key from the front desk, which was registered under their name and went up to the room that they were instructed to enter.Once they got up there, they found that there was a stunning, yet empty room spilling out before them. The hardwood floor reminded Cynthia of Mr. Rossini’s office, but the deep red walls, elegantly wallpapered, looked as though they were made specifically to keep secrets, without passing judgment.Above the bed there was a curtain which matched the walls and arched over a curling, smooth, sensuous headboard, which was elaborate and held the expensive mark of gold that looked over the large, desk and drawn curtains, which also helped to distinguish the secrecy and romantic atmosphere of the room.Across from the bed, there was a velvety couch, which also adored a gold trim and tight, lavish upholstery work.All and all, the room was inviting, but considering that the couple had no idea what kind an invitation it was se