A Movie and Popcorn kinda thing.....

[Merelan]

Sorry guys, and gals... but for now this is a closed thread. Cgraven and I have an idea and want to see if we can make it work.

Lucia:

But called Lucy by anyone that knew her. Mid thirties, single, again, and lonely. Damn lonely. Tired of meals for one and dirty looks from waiters she had actually gone online and found a date. He seemed okay. But what the hell had possessed her to agree to meet at his place for an evening of B monster movies and popcorn? Though, it was her favorite way to spend the night. Well, one of her favorites. Dressing casual, but still trying to look good. Her tight jeans, buttonfly, a ribbed ivory turtleneck and her clogs. Warm socks, in case he was an energy saver. Underneath a simple navy bra and thong. And though she swore he wouldn't know this night, she had freshly groomed. Just in case.
If this was so casual a date, why were her hands sweating? One hairstyle and then another. Finally just yanking her long brown hair up into a ponytail, and no makeup. If he was that kind of guy, she wouldn't want to see him again anyways. But...
He seemed nice, and lonely too. He had said this was his first time online dating also. But who really knew?
Leaving a message for her neighbor to call at 10, to be sure she was safe. They had it all worked out. Now if he only remembered. He was flighty, and often forgot things.
Fine, I will be just fine. Like friends, the two had agreed. A friendly meeting.

But why his house? Why?

once arriving, only getting lost once, she sat. Wiping her hands on her jeans, then smoothing back the curls that would not stay put. For a brief second ready to turn around and go home.
Home. That empty hollow place she ate and slept. And masturbated by herself. Hell, maybe he would be a sex maniac, at least she would get laid. The sillyness of the thought made her get out and head to the door, still ready to bolt if he was some freak. I mean, who stooped to online dating for Christ's sake? herself for one.

Knock... knock.

 

[cgraven]

Stephen Ombre 54 well 45 as far as she knew, after all who expected anyone to tell the whole truth, on a dating service profile form, Didn’t every body bend the truth a bit. Every thing had been arranged through the service, for they guaranteed an 80% successful match ratio. Hell we only e-mailed, spoken on the phone once, to set up this their 1st date. I had explained that I was very shy and wished our 1st date to be very casual and had suggested a night a “B” grade horror films. Every thing was going great, as the local Community college drama society had a retrospective of 1950’ & 60’s films planed. Then it was suddenly canceled. I was unwilling to let this 1st date in years slip by, so screwing up what little courage I have, I invited Lucy over to my place.

I looked in the hall mirror for what must have been the 1000th time and still he stared back at me, a stranger of medium height, aging atelic build, bald with a close cropped ginger fringe, Navy blue CPO shirt and faded denim jeans. I had prepared myself for Lucy rejecting me on sight, rejection was the normal course once folks got to know me. As I was setting my mind to deal with yet another rejection………..

Knock... knock.


“Lucy………..I’m Stephen come in ………. May I take your coat?”

I could hardly believe my eyes she was beautiful why in God’s name she would need a computer dating service.

“I love the ponytail, turtleneck, and jeans just like the heroines in so many “B” grade films.”

Oh God had I just complemented her or insulted her.? Rushing on.

“Lucy like I said on the phone a New England Cape, high on a lonely point by the Ocean, and furnished like a movie set.”………”Your coat.”…..”Follow me to the kitchen and we’ll make some popcorn and snacks……….get to know each other a bit more ….OK?”

My palms where sweating and I wondered if she could tell how nervous I was at this 1st meeting.

 

[Merelan]

Lucia:

I smiled as he answered. Suddenly, it was okay. A feeling of warmth enveloped me.
t a “B” grade


“Lucy………..I’m Stephen come in ………. May I take your coat?”
I shucked it off and stood silent, watching him. He was so familiar, someone I had seen before maybe?

“I love the ponytail, turtleneck, and jeans just like the heroines in so many “B” grade films.” I laughed, he was as nervous as I, making me feel more and more comfortable.

“Lucy like I said on the phone a New England Cape, high on a lonely point by the Ocean, and furnished like a movie set. Follow me to the
kitchen and we’ll make some popcorn snacks……….get to know each other a bit more ….OK?”

"That is fine." Following him. "But if I was really a girl in one of the movies I would also have heels on." I left my clogs there by the door and silently followed. It was like a house out of a movie. Set on the edge of a cliff. Lonely, yet. Gorgeous. Beautiful. Perfectly decorated. Not too fancy, everythign "fit". It all seemed so comfortable. Wonderig how long he had lived here alone, and why?
He seemed nice enough. Was sweet, kind and kinda cute. Iw as tired of playboy style guys who were only in it for the conquest. The fast and easy fuck. though, there was something to be said for that too.
Lucy. I brought myself up short. My mind had wandered already. Pay attention to him. Listen to him. But my mind flashed back, but I already know him.

But how could I? I had just met him. No. It was just nice to meet someone as unhurried and casual as myself.

 

[cgraven]

Stephen

"But if I was really a girl in one of the movies I would also have heels on." Lucy left her clogs there by the door and silently followed me, padding along in her white woolen soaks. Damn but there was something so sexy about a stocking or bare footed woman. I turned as we reached the kitchen, and I was speechless for a moment, as she entered, her hips gently swaying, in those tight button fly jeans, and that ribbed ivory turtle neck that so complemented her natural complexion, no make up, I liked that, and Lucy had no need of it either.

We exchanged small talk as we popped the corn on the top of the range, melted butter to drizzle over the top of the popcorn.

“Would you mind slicing some cheese and putting out some crackers.”

It went smoothly as we relaxed in each other’s company he smile and laughter where enchanting and so natural. Lucy had clearly a zest for life. I pondered on what had driven her to a computer dating service.

We brought all the fixens to the den. The room was rustic with gothic overtones; it could have come right out of “The Haunting.” A small love seat faced a flat screen wall T V.

“Well we have “The creature From the Black Lagoon”…………”The Body Snatchers”……….”The Werewolf” with Peter Cushing……….and “The Haunting”

“What will it be?”

“Oh can I get you something to drink?”

Again I was struck with Lucy’s natural grace and beauty.

 

[Merelan]

Hmmm How about we atart with Creature. I love the lagoon scene, where they swim in duet. Romantic. Poor lonely Creature. He only wants someone to love." Carrying the cheese and crackers.
"Oh, yes. Any wine? If not fruit juice? really, anything."

Setting it on the table in front of the couch. It was warm so I pulled off my socks and tucked them into my shoes. luckily my toes were neatly trimmed. I wandered the room as I waited. It was so perfect. Every piece belonging there. Then I stood in the wide window looking out to the ocean. It took my breath away. The night was windy, and the sea tossed and churned. what creatures still lived deep within it's confines, hidden from our view. Maybe there really was a Creature. Was he as lonely as I was?
Yet, I wasn't. Anymore.

 

[cgraven]

Lucy was standing bye the bay window looking out to sea. Bare footed and some how the simple act of her stripping off her soaks had excited me. It was so lonely here and never a visitor of my own……….”

“Lucy here’s your wine, white, I hope that will be all right?”

I lit two “Hurricane lanterns on the mantel of the field stone fireplace and shut off the electric lights.

“Atmosphere, “Creature from the Black Lagoon” it is.”

The tape was in and the preview about over and Lucy was still gazing out to sea almost if she where lost in thought. I kicked off my shoes and sat on the love seat.

“Movie is about to start come have a seat.”

I grabbed a handful of popcorn and took a sip of my wine to forty my courage.

 

[Merelan]

I barely heard his words, the view capturing me, holding me there. The waves tossed against the reef. God, I felt like a Princess, so high above them. The soundtrack catching my ear. Blushing, and trying to hide it, I turned, sinking to the floor, and blushing even more.

"God. Habit, I guess." Quickly reaching for a cracker and nibbling. I was acting like an idiot. Then sipping some wine. Easy Lucia, or you will get drunk and act an even bigger idiot.

 

[cgraven]

Lucy had opted to sit on the floor. We talked and laughed about the campiness of the film. We grew silent as the pivotal scène that Lucy had referred to, the lagoon scene, where they swim in duet, started.

My hand strayed to her hair and I was gently stroking it when I lost my hold on the form of Stephen and to my horror I noticed that I had riveted to my natural appearance. Not the hideous gilled creature of the movie, but the reptilian form of the amphibian that I truly was. Humanoid in form and shape, but with reptilian skin, smooth and hairless, modeled with dark spots for camouflage, desperately I tried to regain the appearance of Stephen Ombre, but it was too late as Lucy turned and looked up at me.

 

[Merelan]

We chatted and watched, laughing and enjoying the movie. I held my breath at the duet swim, his hand had strayed to my hair, it felt so good. I struggled not to moan. My body reacting to the secret urges inside me. Loving the feel of his hand idly stroking me.
I turned to ask him the name of the actor playing creature..
and screamed. Jerking back. Falling back onto my back. Unable to completely fathom. It was he. The creature.
"What?" Trembling, getting to my knees. His hands? out stretched to me. His mouth moving. But my heart pounded and a rushing was in my ears, I couldn't hear it's sounds. And fainted. The world going black as my mind shut down, and my body wilted.

 

[cgraven]

“Lucy let me explain I………….”

All that I had intended to say was drowned out by the look of shock and horror in her face at the reality of me, the fear and loathing that seemed to be in her eyes. I was lonely, one of the last of my kind, forced from the sea my natural element, to live on the land because of her kind, the warm-bloomed land dwellers that had polluted my home, and where killing off the last of my kind. Only a few of us still existed, and there was no mate for me. Well all the feelings of tenderness fled my heart. If she wanted a monster she would get one.

Powers to be, could I really do it this, their view of the unknown or different, made all not like them monsters. This was so against my basic nature, then I thought of the little ones that died gasping in the sea, not yet ready to live on the land as well and I was filled with a terrible resolve. Yes I would do it become the monster her mind had already convinced her I was. I picked up her limp form up and carried her down to the smugglers cave beneath the house.

I needed to mate, for my kind to survive another generation. She was here, and I would use her body, for my purposes. She would pay for all that her kind had done to us.

I waited for her to regain conciseness.

 

[Merelan]

Slowly my conscious brought me forth. A roaring in my ears, which subsided, but not completely. A chill wind. I turned to apologize for my foolishness, and found myself facing him again. I shook and trembled, unable to make a sound. My throat dry, my hands clutching at rock. I was surrounded by rock, and damp. Focusing on the rock, the damp, the rock, his face. Biting my lip I kept myself from screaming. Had he drugged me? With some wild hallucinogen? He moved towards me, and I tried to scramble out of the way. Tears streaming down my face, wildly throwing up my arms to hide this vision from my sight.

"Help me. Please. Someone, help me." The plea to whomever could hear me, but barely audible. "Stephen, please, help me."

 

[cgraven]

Tears streaming down Lucy’s face, she wildly throws up her arms to hide my vision from her sight. She calls for Stephen to save her. From the hideous monster in front of her.

“Lucy I am Stephen and this is the real Stephen. You know the fate of the movie heroine?”….”But this is I assure you real life, not a dream, or a hallucination, and there is no warm-blooded hero to save you from your fate.”

I caught her eyes and like in the movies she was paralyzed unable to move as I striped he sweater and bra from her.

 

[Merelan]

“Lucy I am Stephen and this is the real Stephen. You know the fate of the movie
heroine?”….”But this is I assure you real life, not a dream, or a hallucination, and
there is no warm-blooded hero to save you from your fate.”

Frozen I could only shake and cry as he slowly stripped off my sweater and in one motion my bra. This was Stephen? Stephen? No. No.

"Stephen please. Help me, please." Trying to cover myself as I shook, our eyes meeting again, and again I was frozen in place.

"What is this? A sick joke. No, please." Pleading with my eyes, but still locked to his. Maybe he had hypnotized me. Yes, that was it. But his hands reached for me again, drawing me closer. his hard, rough claws scratching as he yanked me to him. Tears still streaming down my face as I ducked my head. What was happening to me? Or was I dreaming this. home safe in bed while some nightmare plagued me.

 

[cgraven]

My clawed hands drew Lucy to me, my forked tongue flicked to sample her fragrance, to drink in the essence of her fear. Ours was a gentle shy race, much misunderstood by the warm-blooded ones, yet this power, and I seemed to have over her is intoxicating. The warmth of her body, warming mine, brings me more alive than I had ever been in all my long life.

“Lucy this is no dream or nightmare and you sweet body well tell you as much very soon.”

My voice carried its natural hiss, not an overpowering thing, more a seductive whisper the of a tempter.

More rapid and delicate then any human tongue could be it darted out to tease her neck’s nape, ear and lobe. It danced along her flawless velvet skin to the hollow of her neck then it circle her nipple, In spite of what ever was going on in her mind that nipple responded to this new sensation and grow harder as my flexible tongue full encircled it at the tip of it danced lightly across the very top of her nipple.

 

[Merelan]

“Lucy this is no dream or nightmare and you sweet body well tell you as much
very soon.”
I kept struggling and crying out, but his hands on my arms were like iron. I kept avoiding his eyes, not wanting to see what I had. Human eyes, staring back at me. His eyes.

"Stephen please." A last call, though knowing it was not he who would help. His tongue licked out, long and sharp. I screamed at it's touch, renewing my struggles. It's slimy touch on my face, my neck. Kicking out, only hurting myself as I did. But fetermined to break free of this nightmare I was locked in.
His tongue kept licking, as if seeking nourishment. My shoulder, my neck. It was hot, and left a trail of flame. What did he seek? To devour me?
It was opnly when he bent and licked across my nipple I understood.
"No. No. NO!" My shouts more forceful, my anxiety at the sudeen thought of him, wanting to , wanting to. I could not even think it.

"Please. Oh God. Please. I can't."

 

[cgraven]

I left my face to capture Lucy’s frighten eyes and hold her captive to my will once again. Like all reptilian's they have a hypnotic quality to them.

“You know this is real Lucy and you are not safe at home in your lonely bed, but here in this warm damp cave.”

I eased her back and my hands came to the first button of her jeans and I undid it. As my tongue quickly flicked out to tease her naval.

“No, you do it……..Strip off the rest of your clothing, so you can embrace your fate Lucy”…………”Surrender to the enviable.”………”Embrace your fate, why struggel.”

 

[Merelan]

He held my face and again I was caught. His tongue licking out and tasting my cheek again.
“You know this is real Lucy and you are not safe at home in your lonely bed, but
here in this warm damp cave.”

Shaking my head, not wanting to believe. My mind asked, but my mouth was frozen. his hands, claws started undoing my jeans, and I was unable to stop him. Screaming silently though I felt the roughness graze across my belly, my nipples again. Causing them to react automatically, sending shivers through me.

“No, you do it……..Strip off the rest of your clothing, so you can embrace your
fate Lucy”…………”Surrender to the enviable.”………”Embrace your fate, why
struggel.”


No. I wouldn't, couldn't. Fighting to tear myself away from his gaze, his control. But I was stunned again. He wanted me to want to? To what fate? he couldn't really mean to, to fuck me. Could he?

"You can't. You can't mean. I can't. Oh God please. This isn't funny anymore. Let me go. Please. I won't tell anyone. I swear." Hearing the words, not even sure I had spoken. A movie. This felt like I had been tranported to a movie.

But in the movie there was a hero to save me, and he had already told me, there was none. It was up to me. Maybe, if I tried to act like I wanted it. My hands slowly slid down my bod, trying to distract him. If I could break free of this hold. I could out run him.
Slowly I undid one, then another button, caressing my skin as I did. My body betraying me as it reacted to the familiar, so familiar touch, of my hand.But my shaking hands kept slipping, and I could't get the last two undone. They were sweating to much, from fear.

He stepped toward me and I in frantic haste tore at them. There undone. Not caring if I had torn them. I felt sick, nauseous, yet. As I bent and slid them down, him watching, I also felt. No, I couldn't. Wouldn't feel the warmth. Ignore it Lucia, you need to stay alert. This thing wants to have sex with you.

And why did that thrill me?

 

[cgraven]

I held her captive with my eyes still. Her eyes betrayed her, she was seeking to distract me, to find some way to escape her fate. Lucy’s movements where quite seductive as her hands moved slowly downwards, her fingers working each button free, more of her flat belly coming into view, as each button gave way. Till at last, she in desperation tore the last two open, and the gentle rise of her Venus mound came into view.

My tongue flicking in and out constantly now savoring the taste and aroma of her arousal. Her conscious mid might be reeling at the thought of being ravished by what she saw as a hideous monster but some corner buried deep with in her longed for it. My hands shot out like lightening to join hers at the waist band of her jeans.

"That’s right Lucy surrender to your fate.......... embrace it.”

 

[Merelan]

His hands caught mine and held me there.

"That’s right Lucy surrender to your fate.......... embrace it.”

How? How could he/it expect this of me? My mind tried to shut down again, the closeness of him. Vision was darkening as I started to slide away again, into the safety of uncsiousness, but he shook me hard. Holding me here in reality. If this was reality.

Pleading had done nothing, he was cold and wanted this. So close he stood I could smell him, half expecting a cold, dead fish smell. Yet, a warmth emanated from him. A spicey, salt scent. Like that which wafted in from the ocean after a wild storm.

"What, who. Please." Taking comfort in the mere fact he hadn't really hurt me yet. "Don't do this. Please."
Instead of answering in words, he pulled me closer, again licking my cheek, my shoulder, bending. No, no. My breast, bare to him. Unwillingly my back arched, wanting more. Wanting his rough touch again. I whimpered and tried to pull back, wanting to hide my arousal.

 

[cgraven]

"Don't do this. Please."

Her words pleaded for me to stop but her body said take me. My desire for revenge subsided. This was not me. This creature, this monster who was about to ravish Lucy.

“’Go, you’ll find the way over there…..No I’ll show you.”

I led her back up stairs and into the den as the movie was ending.

“You wanted a monster and you got one.” …..”I was only looking for someone I cold love.

 

[Merelan]

I stood shaking, his voice told me the truth. His eyes not lying. But his body. How could I?
But somehow, I had to know. Had to. Something primitive within me called to him.

"Please. Tell me. Who are you? What are you? Why me?" Shaking, afraid, cold in my nakedness, trying to cover my breasts and talk at the same time. That something still within me cried to me not to walk away, to stay and listen.

Stephen, is that?" Pausing and reaching out, seeing the tear run down it's, no, his cheek.

"What is it?

 

[cgraven]

Lucy’s hand was warm, almost hot against my face as she dried a tear with her thumb. My three valued heart beat faster at her touch. My need to mate with her could not be denied, I would give my peoples way one more try, but her fate was to be my mate, and that she would be, one way or another.

I told her, my eyes holding hers captive again, I had intended to tell her about myself earlier, but the look of shock and horror in her face, at the reality of me, the fear and loathing, that seemed to be in her eyes, had stopped me.

“Lucy I am lonely, one of the last of my kind, forced from the sea, my natural element, to live on the land because of your kind, the warm-bloomed land dwellers, which have polluted my home, and are killing off the last of my kind. Only a few of us still existed, and there was no mate for me.”

“You saw a Monster so I gave you one ….But that is not me Lucy.”…”We are a gentle people”……….”But I will find a mate on way or another”……….”I want you as that mate.”

I waited for her answer. We may have left the cave to a surrounding more familiar to her but Lucy’s fate had not changed.

 

[Merelan]

Confused I looked around, and walked, finding myself again at the picture window. Not sure what to say, still half believing this was a dream.
That." Pointing outwards, "That is your home then? not daring to look at him, or his reflection. He stood behind me, I could feel him there. Again that odd smell, not unpleasant wafted across me.

"I, was it I? My family." How could I tell him? Watching the waves the roar of surf, the gulls flying wildly inland for the night. Soaring, their cries like humans. He was like a human. silent and still he waitied.

"A mate? You mean, to bear children?" I know I sounded confused, I was, and scared and frightened. But I remembered the legends my Granny had told me. Of the creatures of the sea. Had we really killed them off? So polluted their waters they were seeking new homes?

"Why me? How did you know my family owned large oil concerns. Did you hunt me down for that? It wasn't me.. Stephen. Not me." I met his eyes as I spoke. No, he had not known.

"I too am lonely, cut off from others. Raised to be rich and cared for, spoiled and pampered. A trophy wife. But..." Spinning and facing him, swallowing deep. Looking at him, really looking, for the first time. "But that isn't the me inside. I ran away from all that. But it was no better in the outside. My eyes seeing him for the first time. He looked right somehow. What was I saying, shivering. Realizing I was still unclothed on top, and my jeans torn. Reaching out I touched him again, his cheek. He wasn't soft, yet it wasn't hard either. More, textured feeling. Not cold or slimey like a fish. Warm and sensitive, for I saw his shudder.

I yanked my hand back, realizing I was starting it over again. Looking away, anywhere but his eyes.

"Can I have a drink please."

 

[cgraven]

Lucy pointed out to sea “Is that your home then?”

She was confused her questions come in hesitant bursts, as her mind tried to grasp the reality of the situation that she found herself in. Then the admission that it was her family that made their living off the plunder and despoiling of the sea. Her words tore through my heart. The anger welled up in me, as she then told me of her life and flight from It., of her loneliness. Her eyes looked at me, really looked at me for the 1st time and that anger subsided. As her hand, so warm and tender touched my cheek. I started to place my hand on hers when she quickly yanked it away.

There was confusion in her eyes as if a battle was raging deep within her soul

"Can I have a drink please?"

A simple request, she had not run, I would give her a chance. I poured her another white wine, handed her the glass, brushing her lips with a kiss.

“Why be lonely Lucy?..............I want you for my own.”

My hand gently rubbed a nipple under my thumb. Her body was glorious., and I was bound to make her my mate, for something about her touched me deeply.

 

[Merelan]

He kissed me as he handed me the wine. I shut my eyes, unable to look yet. My hand shook as I almost gulped it down. Slow down Lucia, or you will get drunk. Maybe that's what I needed to do.

“Why be lonely Lucy?..............I want you for my own.”

His own. Wait, me? To mate with? "But. I can't, I ust can't" Gulping the rest of the wine down as his hand curled around my breast, flicking at my nipple. Why was I standing here talking to this thing, this filthy unholy creature. Ahhhh.... my breath released as he squeezed the nipple hard. Licking my lips and trying to turn away, but held by his hand, and my confusion. No one had ever known so quickly, and without my saying, what I liked. He had. This was Stephen.

The man I had liked on the phone, the man who had rearranged his plans so we could have our special evening. The lover of all this. looking around, then meeting his eyes again.

Held there by my fascination. I saw the swimming duet from the movie. Remembered my words about the creature. My sadness for all his lonely years, his instinctual need to mate with this female creature, to do anything, even kill to posess her, to take her by force if needed.

This creature. Stephen.

"I can't." Silently mouthing the words again.