An Alien Concept - Closed for grdybiwife

[Gabe619]

The craft pulled onto station over the small New England town late on the Wednesday night. The moon was full and shone down casting the landscape beneath the ship in a silvery, beautiful light which wasn't lost on the two crew of the craft. They might be alien to this planet, but they still admired beauty. The ship was a small research vessel, two crew, labs for experimentation and research, even some holding cells for local fauna if some were required to be brought up to the ship itself.

Keldar sat at the helm control and brought the ship to a smooth silent stop. The invisibility screens were working perfectly. No one on this planet could see them or detect them. Not with the naked eye or their primitive detection devices. He smiled at how inferior the people of this world were, and yet they may still offer up something to help his race. Of course calling Keldar a 'He' would have been inaccurate as his race had no species, they were almost androgynous with no sense of male or female form of sexuality. That was one of the things Keldar and his partner were here to investigate and catalogue. There had been many other such missions to this planet over the years, some more beneficial than others, but as a newly appointed officer of the science corp this was Keldar's first real taste of responsibility and he was taking it very seriously.

Keldar's race, the Locani, were tall, sleek, graceful creatures with a pale greenish skin tone, wide black eyes and long wavy tendrils that sprouted from their heads in place of what humans would call hair. If seen by a human they might even be called beautiful in some respects, but the whole idea was that the humans would never know they had been here. The missions was to catalogue human sexuality as it might benefit the Locani race and their species abilities would make this task a lot easier, Keldar considered as he watched a monitor showing the small village below them. He had picked this place particularly for its location. Rural, out of the way, small with a low population. Even if something went wrong no one would really taker any accounts from these people seriously, they would be called names and dismissed as lunatics. It seemed thats how human society worked which only made Keldars job easier.

"We're in position." He called to his partner on the other side of the command bridge.

 

[grdybiwife]

O'Nyus gave only a stiff nod to acknowledge her partner's observation. A being of few words, there had been much trepidation about this new assignment. Unlike Keldar, O'Nyus had very little interest in the study of these primitive beings called humans. As far as she was concerned, there was nothing to be learned from a species whose sole purpose seemed to be the destruction of their own plant. Between overpopulation, petty regional squabbles, and the assault on their own environment, their days were numbered.

Her superiors held a different view of course, else the missions to primitive planets would have been cancelled generations ago. While their advanced technology allowed them to travel between galaxies and remain in stasis with their planet, they'd compromised their species when they evolved beyond copulatory reproduction. Unbeknownst to O'Nyus, the Locani were dying. Humans had something the Locani didn't, genetic diversity. The same genetic diversity the Locani worked diligently to scrub away was the reason homo sapiens seemed to thrive. All this was kept from the populace of course, only the highest order of The Chamber of Canon knew just how dire the Locani existence had become. Even the High Itinerant wasn't privy to the reason why some many exploratory missions had been commissioned. There had been whispers, but none had reached the auditory receptors of O'Nyus.

Now in position, she got to work on her primary function of the mission, the gathering of species data. Their ship was equipped with a innumerable devices that amplified their natural abilities to perceive the presence of other beings. From their sheer metallic jumpsuits to the electrodes embedded in their tentacles, all was used to support their mission. With a subtle flair of her elongated fingers, O'Nyus activated the ship's monitoring systems and in a matter of moments their viewing screen was populated with information regarding their immediate surroundings. The list was visible to both of them but protocol stated that they must be reviewed.

"25% of the population is within study range with 5% of the female population nearing the end of reproductive age. Atmospheric conditions are within range...deploying study markers."

There was a flash of light that may have resembled lightening from the ground that triggered a flurry of activity on the viewing screen as the biometric data of 375 humans was downloaded to the ship's mainframe to be sorted into optimal test groups. When the process was complete three lists of coordinates were displayed with the locations of each subject and a map was generated. Another flair of her fingers sent an cascade of participles from the ship, each containing a direct link to the ship. And it's crew.

To the humans below, it may have looked like a swarm of tiny insects but the swarm quickly dispersed over the town, seeking out their designated subjects. Within minutes, 375 residents in a small New England town all experienced the same subtle itch on the back of their necks followed by the sudden urge to sleep.

"All receptors are in place. Integration initiated. Integration complete in...six hours," O'Nyus stated before disconnecting from her seat on the bridge. "I'll be in my quarters until then."

 

[Gabe619]

The next six hours were slow going as the ships computers catalogued the 375 specimens tagged. Keldar looked over the odd bio readout as one came up on his screen but really, right now, the ship was doing all the work. Once completed with the recording of a baseline reading for the humans then he and O'Nyus could start the more hands on research which was where the fun began. Primitive species could be so unique and so unpredictable sometimes and although he knew O'Nyus didn't hold them in high regard, Keldar kinda had a soft spot for the mammalian humans. Finally the computer beeped to say the preliminary cataloguing was complete. The sun was just starting to breach the horizon as Keldar notified O'Nyus to come to the bridge.

Down below on earth Fred Nillson was just staring his morning post round. He pushed his trolley around the streets breathing in the fresh dawn air, waving to the regular faces he saw on his rounds and rubbed at the back of his neck. He must have laid wrong on it last night as he felt a twinge there. Nothing serious he realised, just a small dull ache. Whistling as he walked he posted mail, handed over parcels to sleepy residents on their doorsteps and got signatures. he looked down at the next parcel and smiled. The parcel was addressed to a lovely married woman on this street. He had only ever seen her to say hi in passing, but he had always thought her husband was a lucky man indeed to be married to such a beautiful woman. As he pushed his trolley toward the address he saw her husband's car back out of the driveway as he headed off to work. Fred waved as he passed and got a thumbs up from the driver. Stopping at the foot of the path up to their front door, Fred double checked the address and picked up the parcel and his electronic scanner and walked up to the front door and rang the bell. Still whistling as he looked around at the beautiful morning and waited for someone to answer the door.

 

[grdybiwife]

As O'Nyus made her way from her quarters to the bridge, the sleepy coastal town was waking up below. Well most of the town anyway, Dr. Anabel Santos was already on the fourth mile of her daily eight mile run that took her up Main St and around the town proper. She'd slept a full ten hours the night before, the longest uninterrupted rest she'd gotten since having children. Her husband had been nice enough to take care of dinner and wrangle their 10 year old twins into bed after Anabel passed out on the sofa. He'd asked if she was feeling okay and she complained of a sort of buzzing at the base of her skull, but she woke up this morning with nothing to report.

But deep down she knew something was amiss. Not wrong, just different. She usually dressed conservatively for her runs in dark colored leggings and sweatshirts, her voluminous jet black hair pulled into a messy bun. This morning she found herself digging around for the cute little hot pink running shorts her kids gave her for mother's day. Her baggy medical hoodie was replaced with a fitted lace back athletic shirt that was cropped just enough to expose her lower abdomen, and the ill advised butterfly tattoo on her hip. She ran a brush through her hair but stopped short of the bun and swiped on a coat of nude lip gloss before heading out the door, ignoring her husband's playful advances.

Even that was weird, but she didn't think much of the way she shrunk away from his embrace. It wasn't until she trotted past the green grocer that she felt anything that might be considered wrong. The store was just opening and the new owners were setting up the sidewalk display. A middle-aged gay couple, Jeremy and Evan Castle had settled into the small town only a few years before having taken over the grocery store from Evan's parents. He'd grown up in the town just like Anabel, but was a few years older so how could he know that she had been harboring a crush on the surprisingly fit 50-year-old. The fact that he was gay, and married, hadn't changed her feelings and she still giggled like awkward teenager whenever she encountered him. Even her GP's office.

It was Jeremy who saw her first, and let out a playful whistle that turned his husband around. "Good thing you're a doctor. You'll give half the town a heart attack in those short," Evan said making Anabel blush. He was only teasing, Anabel knew, but there was something in the way he looked at her. The way they both looked at her that rose goosebumps on her olive skin.

"Well my door is always open for the Castles," she said before she could stop herself. Her eyes widened a moment, thinking she had ruined their cordial relationship but all they did was laugh.

"Maybe we'll take you up on that," Jeremy said with a wink while Evan grinned behind him. "Finish up your run Doc and stop by for a protein shake on your way to the office," he said, more demanded, all the while his eyes roaming her scantily clad frame.

Anabel was on a cloud for the rest of her run. She barely noticed the mailman waiting on her porch, but something happened when their eyes met. There was a subtle twinge between her thighs, nipple inexplicably hardened and Anabel was sure he noticed by the way his eyes seemed to linger.

"You got something for me Fred," she said as she mounted the stairs to meet him on her porch. Anabel stepped close to him and leaned in to read the label, unintentionally brushing her breasts against the man's arm.

 

[Gabe619]

Fred had just been about to leave a card telling Anabel that he had tried to deliver the package when he saw her jogging toward him. At first he had been relieved he didn't have to take the parcel back to the post office, but then as she got closer his eyes widened. Fred was a married man in his late 40's, he had kids, was a regular church goer and loved his family very much. The postal route kept him fit but he knew as age crept in his body was starting to betray him more and more and he could do to lose a few pound. Still his love life was good if not incredible any more and he had never consider cheating on his wife ... until now. As the woman ran up his eyes swept over her and glued to her breasts in that skintight small top. The pink shorts showed off her ass to perfection and the whole ensemble proved the lady kept her body in great condition. To be fair Anabel dressed like this would have made any man twist his head to follow her down the street, but Fred felt a wave of need sweep over him. He wanted her, badly, he wanted to taste her. His cock swelled uncontrollably in his lose post office uniform pants as her breasts rubbed over his arm.

"Um ... huh?" Her question too him off guard and he had to gather himself quickly as they stood next to each other, their body heat mixing they were so close. "His face flushed a little in embarrassment as his cock reached full hardness and refused to go down. "Yes, yes, Dr. Santos, a parcel ... for you."

He realised he was acting like an idiot which annoyed him, but his body felt like a teenager back in high school seeing a hot cheerleader for the first time. He handed over his device for the good doctor to sign and with a bleep of confirmation Fred released the package into her hands.

"You look really nice this morning, Dr. Santos." He stated without thinking, his eyes still riveted to her breasts pushing at the tight top. "Really nice."

Realising he might have overstepped the mark by a mile and embarrassed the woman, he backed up a step or two, his cock bulge obvious in the long shorts that were part of the uniform. He didn't even think to try and hide it, his head was so muddled. With a last slowly sweep of her body with his eyes he turned and walked back to his cart and pushed it away from the house. He couldn't help glancing back though for one last long look at the doctors tight ass. Married or not Fred had held a torch for Anabel since he first met her and she had appeared in a few of his guilty jerk off fantasises dressed exactly like this. But somehow to see her dressed sexy in the real world felt unreal.

Sitting in the spacecraft above the town, Keldar watched readings and one bleeped for attention. A middle aged man it seemed. Keldar watched the reading peek and noted the increase in blood pressure and endorphin levels and boost of adrenaline. He noted this curiously and zoomed into the part of the map showing were the human was ... hmm, close to another human also tagged. Male and female in close proximity and, from what he had been told, border line sexual arousal ... in both?

 

[grdybiwife]

O'Nyus shift her obsidian eyes to Keldar, then the screen, all the while her fingers flitted across the keypad. It was almost amusing how susceptible the primitive beings were to the Locani devices. "There are more," she said, her voice barely a whisper. O'Nyus made a few gestures that shifted their viewing screen. One by one, each flashing light became a screen of it's own until a bank of 12 monitors filled their vision. Each broadcast from below and most of the subjects eventually resisted the sudden hormonal rush. O'Nyus swiped those away, focusing their attention on the encounters that seemed to be progressing.

Ariel Nillson needed to get fucked and it was all she could think about. It was supposed to happen prom night but her stupid boyfriend got so trashed he couldn't get it up. Same thing happened after graduation leaving her still very much in possession of the dreaded V-card. And now that she'd dumped that loser, the prospect of losing her virginity seemed less likely to happen before she went off to college in the fall. Most of her friends were off on summer classes or luxurious trips abroad, all Ariel had was a part -time job at the library, VR porn, and noise cancelling headphones.

She would probably be late for the first day of work because of her new found interest. With her mom as her boss Ariel wasn't much worried getting into trouble. As soon as she heard her parents leave for work, she slipped into her bathroom and filled the bathtub just enough to cover her hips. With all her gear in place, and her well used waterproof vibrator in hand, she settled into a morning of self-love.

Unfortunately, she hadn't locked the door. Nor did she know her brother had come home from college the day before. Having driven through the night hopped up on red bull and 5-hour energy, Ricky Nillson had crashed before his sister came home the night before. But he was up now, and ready to start his day until he stumbled into their shared bathroom to find his baby sister spread eagle in the bathtub. While one hand twisted a nipple the other pounded a 5-inch toy into her pussy. His initially reaction was to look away, deep down he knew it was the right thing to do. He even slammed the door shut and took a few steps away, trying to clear the image from his brain. But it wouldn't go away, nor would the erection that thrust out from beneath his towel. His hand went to it almost subconsciously as he turned back towards the door.

'She didn't see me.' It it occurred to him suddenly a slow smile came ruddy lips as his other hand went to the knob. He felt like he was in a trance as he pushed the door open and dropped his towel. Ricky Nillson gripped his shaft in his fist, jerking his cock to the rhythm his sister set with her toy. With his emerald eyes trained on her shaved pussy, Ricky blew his load in no time but after the first shot went off he did something he'd never done before. He cupped his tip in his free hand, catching the rest of his load in his palm. Before he could stop himself, Ricky Nillson licked his palm clean.

"I do not understand these humans. The female is in heat, yet the male ingests his own reproductive fluid. No offspring can from that," O'Nyus said dismissively as she swiped the screen away.

 

[Gabe619]

Keldar gave his partner a shrug of bafflement. He couldn't understand the behaviour any more than O'Nyus. Watching the readouts which were very precise he noticed that the male he was watching had odd readouts, they seemed to spike and lower as he had walked back in on his sibling, as if this was something which made his mind and heart react sharply. It was different to the readout Keldar had seen with the man and woman a moment ago. This was interesting indeed and he wondered if he should suggest an actual exploration in person to try and get a sense of the thought processes from these human beings. The Locani as a species had telepathic abilities over a short line of sight range. Although hardly ever approved to be used on research subjects it could open up the subject they were here to investigate to new areas not considered.

Ricky almost scrambled back to his room and closed the door breathing hard. Had he just done what he thought he did? Watch his sister masturbating and ... and lick his own cum from his hand?! He held his palm up before him and stared at it as if it were some alien appendage. He wasn't gay, or bi ... was he? And yet he had licked his cum and it hadn't tasted half bad. He blushed at his own admission, not the least because it seemed he was more concerned over eating his own cum than he was at deliberately watching his naked sister masturbate. Ariel was pretty and, he now knew, had a gorgeous body, but he had never thought of her sexually. She was his sister! And yet she had had such a sharp effect on his cock he couldn't stop himself. His deliberations were cut off when his phone beeped letting him know he had a text. Picking it up he read it.

Hi, Ricky, it's Doctor Santos. I wasn't sure when you got home from college but if you are free our garden could use some TLC? Same rate of pay as last year?

Ricky didn't have plans for the day and some easy ready cash sounded like a plan to him. Besides right now he wanted something to take his mind off what he had done. Looking out the window the weather seemed like it was behaving so he text back saying he would be over immediately. He figured it would just be mowing the grass, weeding, maybe pool cleaning. He remember the Santos house was perhaps the nicest and biggest in town. Being a rural community there were only a couple of residences with pools, most people couldn't afford such luxuries. Then again they were just status symbols really when the whole town could use the lake and river and the sea close by.

Two miles away Officer Jasper Caden was pulling over an erratic driver just outside of town. He pulled up behind the car and got out, shifting his utility belt so it fit snugly on his waist he walked to the drivers door and rapped on the glass. The window rolled down to show an older lady, early 60's, who Jasper knew well.

"Ms. Latham?"

"Jasper. Why are you stopping me young man?" The woman sharp voice made him feel like he was back in her maths class at the local high school and he had to fight to remember he was a police officer and actually in charge.

"Um, you were driving erratically, Ma'am. Is everything alright?"

For some reason he suddenly thought Ms. Latham was a lot sexier than he remembered from his time at school. Even though she was an old lady now she kept herself fit. Her white hair was cut short in a style which he realised suited her face perfectly. There were lines on her face but they made her seem more classy than old. His eyes travelled down over the tight sweater she wore and he noticed her breasts were bigger than he remembered and suddenly wondered if they were still firm. His cock began to throb in his tight uniform pants and he licked his lips.

"Everything is just fine, Jasper, I am late for school ... I assure you I am just fine. May I continue?" She raised an eyebrow imperiously, annoyed he had stopped her. She hadn't slept well last night and she was more tired than usual, maybe she had been weaving a little.

"Of course, Ma'am, sorry ... um, yes, please continue. Unless there is anything I can do for you? Maybe you need some attention?" Jasper knew Emma Latham's husband had died six years previously and he doubted she dated much if at all. Surely she had needs, right. His hand sat on the window edge preventing her closing it.

"Attention? Whatever do you mean Jasper?" Emma felt a flush creep up past the collar of her tight, but oh so conservative sweater. She knew exactly what he meant, his tone of voice and the way he was looking at her made it clear. No man had looked at her that way for many, many years, not even her dearly departed husband. She would normally have slapped him, she was a woman who liked to be in control, she liked the power she had at school and how people perceived her as an upright and churchgoing woman of the community. But right now sitting there she felt suddenly weak, almost submissive under his gaze.

Jasper was about to respond when his radio beeped alerting him that he was needed back at the station. He stood up straight, not even trying to hide his powerful erection from his old school teacher who sat in her car at exactly his crotch height.

"You drive safe now, Ms. Latham ... you know how to find me if you need me."

With that he turned and walked back to his police cruiser leaving the old lady with the image of his erection bulging his tight khaki uniform pants right by her face and the realisation her panties were wet.

 

[grdybiwife]

O'Nyus watched the monitors for hours, well after night fell, her mood fluctuating between annoyance, befuddlement, and amusement. The primitive beings had been going to great lengths to maintain their propriety. One male had gone so far as to punch himself in the groin after spending an ordinate amount of time fondling cucumbers at the green grocer. Another had attempted to secure his erect genitals to his thigh with some form of elastic after a female subject in his workplace allowed her blouse to come undone at her desk. A pair of females in the same agency had locked themselves away in their offices to contain their sudden lust for each. It was all for naught of course, within 24 hours their feeble minds would be overcome with carnal desire and the real observations would begin.

With the help of the ships mainframe, O'Nyus analyzed the initial data while the subjects slept. The Locani had evolved past the sleep in order to optimize the productivity of their species. Rest and nourishment had been combined, and condensed, to a 30-minute revivification process. Ports at the abdomen and the base of their skulls provided the Locani with all the cellular rejuvenation and nutrients they needed to maintain stasis.

As the hours past, O'Nyus found herself somewhat infatuated with one particular subject. A female, in early adulthood whose brain waves danced even while she slept. Her skin was supple, speckled with red flecks that seemed to enhances her curves. Subject #696, with her flowing red hair that shimmered in the sunlight and wide pouty mouth had been at the center of O'Nyus's screen.

"Initiating day two," O'Nyus said as she disengaged from her bridge seat. "The subjects will awaken soon," was directed to Keldar as she exited the bridge and heading to the vivi pod. 696 had an early start and O'Nyus wanted to be present when she awoke.

 

[Gabe619]

Laying in his bed as the sun slowly broke over the horizon to start the day, Fred Nillson checked the alarm clock next to him. An hour before the alarm is due to go off he thought as he blinked still half asleep. Next to him the warmth of his wife, Karen, perked his attention. He had been dreaming about Doctor Santos in her jogging gear and fucking her right on her doorstep yesterday morning. The dream had been vivid and he has awoken with a raging hardon in his boxers. If he was honest he had spent most of yesterday thinking of the doctor in those tight shorts and that small top that clung to her perfect tits. He had even sneaked into the bathroom after dinner last night to jerk off, something he hadn't done in years. He groaned as his hand moved to his crotch and his cock throbbed. He pushed his boxers down and off and pushed the sheets down suddenly feeling to warm. He started to stroke slowly and his body stiffened.

"Fred ... honey, are you ok?" Karen muttered softly as the moving of the bed slowly woke her up.

Karen Nillson was 46, long brown soft curling hair almost to her middle back and although hardly a beauty, she had a pretty face. She was a good mother and wife, a great librarian too which is why she had risen to be head librarian for the towns one and only library. She was very proud of that. At 46 her body was starting to give in to the ravages of time, but good eating and walking to work each day had managed to stave off the worst of it so far. She was hardly fit, but her breasts had little sag and the small paunch she was developing was easily hidden under the clothes she wore. She was actually quite proud of her butt as she had noticed some construction works checking her out on the walk home yesterday which had made her day. Now as she slowly awoke next to her husband she realised he was masturbating ... and that his cock was very, very hard. Their love life was hardly regular, both having tiring jobs and the work of wrangling the kids and the worry of how Ricky was doing in college and saving up to send Ariel at some point. But they managed at least once a week of slow and steady. This morning was different, there was a buzz in the air, an electric intensity almost. Karen rolled over and slipped her hand to her husband cock.

"Oh, Fred, that's hard honey." She giggled.

Without speaking he turned on the bed and kissed her hard, passionately moaning into her mouth as his tongue slipped past her shocked open lips to find hers. She melted under hims as he pulled at her nightie, dragging it off so savagely it almost tore but Karen didn't care. She was being swept away in this wild ride that had come from nowhere. She wrapped her arms around Fred's neck as the kiss deepened, his hands found her breasts and the rock hard nipples and he squeezed, first softly then harder making her moan as a little pain mixed in with the growing lust she was feeling. Yes, lust ... who would have thought it she giggled to herself, after all these years. She had almost forgotten what it was like. Fred's lips left hers moving down to suck a nipple into his mouth, biting softly and making Karen squirm in the bed, her panting growing louder as her fingers clawed into fists in the bed sheets. She could feel his erection rubbing against her thigh and she wanted it ... no, needed it inside her. She reached down and slipped her fingers around it, squeezing the hard shaft then jerking it making her husband growl almost.

Fred was in another world, sometimes it was Karen under him and sometimes Doctor Santos, his lust and need was overwhelming and although his wife's nightie had survived him taking it off his sudden animal needs meant the panties she wore were torn to shreds as he ripped them from her. Usually she would have been mad, shouting at him for the waste of money, this morning she groaned and lifted her legs so he fell between them and then locking them around his lower back.

"Fuck me Fred! Please, I need it in me, please baby .... fuck me!" Her voice was loud, but she didn't care. There was no one here but her and Fred and the sex between them. Her fingers clawed at his back as he raised his hips slightly them rammed home inside his wife's wet and gripping pussy.

Both of them groaned in lurid loudness as his cock bottomed out inside her, then he was fucking her into the bed as if this was his last day on earth. His hands on either side of her shoulders looking down into her eyes as he hammered in and out. Later he would wonder where the energy came from, how he had the stamina to keep up the speed of his love making ... no, it was rawer than that, fucking, just animal fucking. He hadn't been this energetic since college but this morning as he looked into Karen's lust filled eyes his only mission was to fuck his cum as deep inside her as he could.

An orgasm hit her hard out of the blue. It dragged a guttural scream from her already dry throat as it ripped through her making her back arch and push her hips into her husband crotch even more. Her fingers dug into his back but he didn't seem to feel it, or if he did he didn't care. Her eyes rolled back and through her gritted teeth her breathing stopped for a few seconds. Then the release, her body convulsing under him, her pussy gripping, milking his cock as her head thrashed from side to side and just as the first orgasm was starting to fade a new one hit. This time Fred couldn't hold back and his wife's silky tightness sent his cock over the edge as he joined her in an incredibly spiritual orgasm. They clung to each other tight as their bodies surrendered to the pleasure. Finally, sweaty and out of breath Fred stopped cumming and Karen's last orgasm faded leaving them laying listless in the bed, the covers half on the floor. Fred managed to roll off his wife, his cock glistening with his cum and her juices and slowly subsiding as he lay there gazing at the ceiling.

"Wow." Was all he could manage getting a giggle from Karen as she got herself together faster than him.

"Well, we haven't done that in a while." She smirked as he laughed along with her. Then she slapped his hip. "You need to shower, your all sweaty."

With a groan Fred pulled himself from the bed and padded to the door of their ensuite bathroom. He looked back at his naked wife and smiled lovingly.

"So are you darling ... want to join me?" He waggled his eyebrows suggestively and saw the sudden temptation in Karen's face.

"I can't, I need to get started on breakfast for the kids, and you'll be late for your shift ... but ... maybe tonight?" She asked hopefully.

"Bet on it sexy." And with a grin and a wink Fred vanished into the shower.

 

[grdybiwife]

Anabel Santos woke with a start from the most delightfully uncharacteristically erotic dream. It wasn't as if she didn't have them regularly. She loved her Adrian, their sex life had always been a little lacking. Anabel always chalked it up to his repressed upbringing and to be fair he had expanded his horizons over their near 15 year marriage. The truth was he was just too sweet, his body too soft, to treat her the way she longed to be. Anabel had long since resigned herself to the fact that Adrian was simply not man enough to satisfy her. That didn't make her love him any less, but love didn't stop her fantasies. Usually they included celebs replacing her husband for regular marital sex, last night was...welll...in a word, hot.

The things Jeremy Castle did to her, in front of his husband...The mailman. Even little Ricky Nillson(who wasn't exactly little anymore) got a turn. Anabel woke up drenched in sweat, in a puddle of her own making. Usually she might wake Adrian for a little morning action but she wasn't in the mood for his gentle caresses, so she slipped quietly out of bed to take care of business in the bathroom and get ready for her run.

And like the day before, she picked an outfit that was far from usual. A pair of calf length legging with cutout that ran up the sides and material so thin it was obvious that she forgot to put of panties. She opted for a sports bra-top in the same light shade of pink. Again she left her hair down and applied a light layer of matte lip color before heading out the door. Anabel found herself sprinting as she made her way into town and when she turned down Main St., the good doctor made a b-line for Arnold Family Farm Store. Neither man outside so she slowed her pace, all the while thinking she was being silly.

She replayed their encounter the day before a thousand times and had come to the conclusion that they were being no more friendly than usual. That her reaction was purely hormonal, her ovulation cycle has begun the night before so that must have been the reason she interpreted their friendly banter in a sexual man. She was almost to the bakery when she heard her name in a deep voice that stopped her dead in her tracks. Anabel turned to see Jeremy Castle trotting up the sidewalk behind her while Evan waved from their storefront.

"You're early today," he said with the same appraising look from the day before as he slowed to a walk. Jeremy stopped a few feet away and grin, folded his brawny arms across his broad chest and Anabel inexplicably moved to stand with him. "This is a good color on you," he said quietly and stepped in close, almost too close, but Anabel didn't shy away. Her body responded to his attention, back arched to present her breasts and round out her hips. Lips pursed, an invitation for a kiss that he didn't take. "Cut your run short and drop by the shop before you head into the office. My supplement vendor gave me some samples I'd like to run past you."

Jeremy's smile didn't exactly match his tone and Anabel found it impossible to deny his demands. All she could do was nod emphatically before he dismissed her with a winking "good girl" and left her on the side walk. She almost turned around, immediately retracing her steps but she needed time to process this latest interaction with the Castles. She was certain he was flirting this time and he barely looked her in the eye as he spoke. 'But he's gay,' she kept thinking over and over again, even as she cut out the last five miles of her run and headed home where Adrian was getting the kids ready for school.

While he made breakfast, Anabel showered up and dressed for work in her usual trousers, sensible shoes, and blouse. While Adrian and the twins ate, she tackled lunches and poured her coffee before kissing all three on the head and rushing out the door. She parked her car at her office on Main St. and jaywalked to get to Arnold's.

Evan was behind the counter, taking care of a customer but gave a nod towards the back when Anabel rushed into the store nearly breathless. Her heart was pounding out of her chest as she made her way through the storeroom to find the office. Jeremy was behind the desk, his light gray eyes trained on the laptop screen as his thick moved gracefully across the keyboard.

"Shut the door for me would you, babygirl," he said without looking up and again Anabel did his bidding, all the while wondering contemplating that new pet name. "Have a seat," he said as he pushed back from the desk, his eyes on her now as she moved to take the offer chair. A subtle shake of his head stopped her and his lips spread into a cocky smirk as he pat his thigh. "Evan said you used to be a fire cracker," he said with a chuckle as Anabel slowly slid into his lap. "Daddy knows a good girl when he sees one. You're a good girl aren't you Anabel," he asked as he strong hand slid down her back and into the back of her pants.

Anabel wanted to be shocked, to push this creep away but her body wasn't interested. Instead she almost melted into his embrace. "I'm a good girl." It came out in a whisper and Anabel had hoped that it was only in her head, but Jeremy's chuckle told her other wise.

"I know you are babygirl. I'm glad you know it now, too," he said and planted a gentle kiss on her neck as he slowly wound the length of her pony tail around his fist. "Now I don't feel so bad about adding my special protein mix to yesterday's shake. I could tell you were ready..."

"There aren't any new supplements are there," she asked, again in that quiet voice but Jeremy didn't answer. Instead he yanked on her ponytail and gripped her lower jaw, slipped his thumb between her gasping lips.

"Daddy doesn't like sass," he growled, his lips pressed against her neck. "No more panties either," he added as he stood them both up. Jeremy kept his grip on her ponytail, pulled her head back to run his nose along her neck as his free hand undid the top two buttons on her blouse. There was a camisole underneath, the contents of her impulse purchase from the night before, and Jeremy gently slipped his fingers into the lace cup. "Show these off a little more...and don't even get me started on those legs," he added with as he pulled her back to sit in his chair. "Now be a good girl and take care of this for Daddy," he said as he yanked down his cargo shorts, presenting Anabel with his throbbing manhood.

All she could do was stare at it as a wave of heat rushed up between her thighs. Sweat bead up on her brow, cheeks flushed as she struggled against her desire to swallow him whole. Then a bead a clear fluid develop on his tip, forcing Anabel's tongue out to wet her lips. It was the long string of pre that broke her trance and she shift her eyes up to meet his. Jeremy gently released her ponytail from his grip and smiled down at her. "I could get Evan in here to show you the ropes if you need," he offered with a chuckle and Anabel smiled for the first time since she stepped into the office.

"Maybe next time," she mutter before diving head first into his crotch. She went at him like she never had before, not since college anyway. Adrian always seemed so taken aback when she tried to blow him and he was nearly big enough to fill her throat the way Jeremy did. Nor would her husband shower her with the dirty little platitudes that Jeremy delivered.

"That's it babygirl...make a mess," he grunted as Anabel forcibly gagged herself on his thick shaft. "We'll have plenty of time to practice...that's it don't forget about Daddy's balls," he groaned as Anabel scoot forward in his chair and pressed her face between his corded thighs to lathe his balls with her tongue until her gently pushed her away with a gentle palm to her forehead. "That's enough play playtime," he said with a wink as he moved to straddle her thighs and slipped a hand around the back of her neck. "We've both got places to be," he muttered before shoving into her throat.

Jeremy Castle spent the next ten minutes pounding the back of her throat. One hand on the top of her head while the other gripped the back of her neck, her treated her mouth like he would any other whole. The pace he set was manic and the experienced Dom was surprised by how well the straight-laced doctor took to the treatment. "I'm gonna give you everything you need babygirl," he promised as he held her down on his length, all the while his hips thrust.

He was getting close, Anabel knew it and she relished the achievement of bringing such a powerful man to orgasm. She opened her eyes and shift her gaze up to take him in. He was gorgeous specimen of masculinity, with his vieiny forearms and graying temples. He was everything Adrian could never be, confident and physically strong, and Anabel wanted nothing more than to remain in this man's good graces. Marriage vows be damned.

Jeremy announced his climax with a growl that sent a shiver down her spine and Anabel braced herself for his explosion. Held her breath as rope after rope of his powerful climax bathed her throat, and like a good girl, she swallowed every drop. Even the last little dribbles that escaped when he pulled out, Anabel scrambled to force them back into her mouth with her fingers while Jeremy leaned back on his desk, catching his breath.

For a moment they just stared at each other as something like regret came and went, but it was Anabel who broke the tension with a bout of giggles that Jeremy quickly joined. With her eyes on his, she reached down to gather his pants and pulled them up as she stood. She wasn't expecting the kiss that came as she fastened his pants, being careful not to catch his half hard cock in the zipper. Both gentle and passionate, sweet and forceful, Anabel melted into him as he slipped his arms around her.

"You're gonna be my new favorite," he said absently as he pushed her away but get a firm grip on her hand as he rifled through one of his desk drawers. He produced a business card and tucked it into her open blouse. "Call this number, tell them Jeremy wants a martini glass to-go. They'll take it from there. Got it," he said and Anabel rolled her eyes. Jeremy gave her ass a hard slap for that before shoving her away.

"I'm sorry Daddy," she said before she could stop herself and Jeremy gave her that same sinister smirk. "I'll call them."

"Not yet you aren't and I know you will. Pencil me in for an office visit tomorrow afternoon. Wear a skirt, no panties, and something like that sexy little number you're hiding under that homely blouse. Now get on to work babygirl, I'm sure you've got patients to see."

By then Jeremy was back to work behind his desk and offer Anabel a terse dismissal with a wave of his hand that sent her rushing through the grocery store with a word. She couldn't understand how she could feel so ashamed and fulfilled at the same time. And it wasn't until she was safely secluded in her office that she thought to look at the card he gave her. "House of Wax," she read and all of a sudden it dawned her. He was going to fuck her tomorrow and Anabel couldn't wait.

 

[Gabe619]

Day 2 - 08.45

Jasper Caden parked up the police cruiser and stepped out. With a big sigh he made his way along the early morning main street in town and turned into an alley between to small shops. As he got to the back he heard raised voices, two male voices, both angry. Turning the corner he almost walked into the dirty skip all the shops used to dump their rubbish. Two men stood before him, one black, one white. The white guy holding onto the arm of the other.

"Officer Caden, good, this is the man." Jerry Kowalski stated as he pointed to the younger man he was holding onto grimly.

Jerry owned the small diner on the strip and was always in early to make sure those wanting breakfast could be served. He was overweight, in his late 50's, balding and right now red faced and wearing an apron.

"Jerry, what exactly is going on." Jasper asked, it was way to early for this crap.

"I caught this man putting graffiti on my back fence .... look, right here!" Jerry pointed.

There was indeed graffiti there, some half finished artistic statement it seemed. Jasper ran a hand over his face and nodded, turning to the other man. He didn't recognise the young black man but he was maybe 19 or 20 wearing a dark blue hoodie and jeans and sneakers. His backpack was laying on the ground where it had fallen and cans of spray paint could be seen inside. The evidence was damning.

"Ok, Jerry, you can go back to your customers, I'll handle things now."

Jerry nodded and grudgingly let go of the culprit before walking back through the gate in the fence and entering his diner.

"Ok, name and address." Officer Caden asked pulling his notebook from a pocket on his shirt and finding a pen.

"Officer, please, I won't do it again, I just got home from college. If you book me my parents will know and they'll ground me all summer." The young man pleaded.

"Did I ask for your sob story? Name and address and I won't ask again."

"Nathan Tyler ... 362 Long Street West." The man answered almost sounding like he was sulking. "You know, I know how this goes." The young man stated suddenly more opinionated. "If I do a little something for you, you let me go, right?"

Jasper looked at Nathan with a confused expression. "What exactly do you mean you'll do a little something for me?" He asked.

"You know, man ... I make you feel good and this all goes away?" Nathan moved closer to Jasper, a small smile on his lips.

Jasper suddenly noticed how full and soft the young black mans lips looked and he had the most gorgeous hazel eyes and smooth flawless skin. Jasper blinked and shook his head, what the fuck?! Suddenly he felt a firm hand slip onto his crotch and he looked down to see Nathan's hand there, rubbing up and down slowly, squeezing a little. Unbelievably Jasper felt his cock hardening. But that was impossible, he wasn't gay ... was he?

"What ... what are you doing?" He asked but the authoritative voice he was going for ended up coming out almost like a frightened squeak

"You know what I'm doing Mr. Police Man." Nathan smiled. "Your cock sure knows and it likes what I'm doing."

With that Nathan knelt down and begun pulling the zipper down on Jasper's uniform pants. Officer Caden knew he should stop the young man, he was a police man, this wasn't right, and yet he suddenly felt so fucking horny. It had been years since he got a blowjob, or much of anything really, not since his girlfriend had left. Now this cute black guy wanted his cock? Jasper looked around, they were all alone in the alley, no one could see. What the fuck, why not.

"Do a good job and I'll forget I ever saw you kid." Jasper growled as his now rock hard cock popped out of his fly in the young mans soft hand.

Nathan winked up at the police officer and began to run his tongue over the hard shaft before him. He had been introduced to cock sucking at college and wasn't about to get arrested for just tagging some old guys fence if a quick BJ to this white cop got him off the hook. He couldn't take to long though, the crazy old bastard might come back, so although quite liking how the cock on his tongue tasted he quickly slipped his lips over the head and begun to suck.

"Fuck .... thats good boy .... thats really good." Jasper sighed putting one hand on the back of Nathan head to guide him. He shivered as the pleasure erupted upward from his cock. Damn this kid had skills. But Caden wanted more. "Suck my cock you black bastard, take it all." He growled and pushed the mans head down hard.

Nathan gagged hard as Jaspers thick cock slipped down his throat, his hand tried to push Jasper away, but as fast as the cock had entered it was pulled back and Nathan dragged in a deep breath. His own cock had suddenly sprung erect in his jeans and he unzipped himself and got his dick out, jerking it hard as the police officer now fucked his face hard. Nathan started to moan around the thick hardness of the white cock in his mouth and throat. God, this guy was turning him the fuck on. He felt submissive, slutty, and he realised he liked it. He wanted this guys cum so bad all a sudden. With a long drawn out moan Nathan started to cum hard, shooting his cum all over the alley floor and missing Jaspers legs by inches.

Feeling the young mans moan on his cock was to much for the over excited police man and holding Nathans head still Jasper rammed his cock into his mouth till his balls hit the kids chin and started to shoot straight into the Nathan's stomach. He stood there on weak legs, his ass clenching as shot after shot of warm cum flooded Nathan throat and mouth until finally he pulled back, just the tip in the black mans mouth and giving him one final shot to taste.

Nathan for his part licked the cock before him clean and swallowed. Damn if this white dudes cum didn't taste good right now. He stood up and smiled, licking his lips, his own semi hard black cock still hanging from his jeans as Jasper tried to get his head in order but found himself staring at the thick black cock. Nathan grinned and winked.

"You can have some of that next time Mr. Police Man. Be seeing ya." He quickly stuffed his cock away, zipped up, grabbed his backpack and ran for it leaving the confused but highly satisfied Jasper Caden standing there with his dick hanging out.

 

[grdybiwife]

Day 2-11:30

For the second day in a row, Ariel Nillson woke up thinking something weird was going. For starters, she managed to wake up on time, a feat aided by her parents going at it down the hall. The sounds of their raunchy lovemaking should have sent her diving for her headphones, Ariel reached into her panties instead. It wasn’t like she took a peek. Sure, she found herself wondering what position they might be in...how big her dad’s cock might be...how her mom might taste...Ariel squirted it was so hot. Then she walked in on her brother beating off with a pair of her panties in his mouth. He said he was sorry as he blew his load into his hand and smeared it onto his lips. “I can’t stop,” he whimpered between pants over and over again as he rushed back to his room and locked himself inside.

And now things were starting to happen at work. Dr. Langford had been giving her weird looks all day but avoided being in close proximity at all costs. Her mom had been hulled up in her office on some secret mission that caused her to cancel their lunch date in a text. The maintenance guy had been sporting half wood all morning and she couldn’t stop looking at it. And she could have sworn she saw her friend Nate blowing a cop behind the diner on her walk into work. Ariel was used to being perpetually horny, but now it seemed everybody else was too and she didn’t know how to deal with it. So she busied herself in the dusty archives, hoping that no one found her.

Unfortunately, Ariel forgot about the new fellowship student who’d started the week before. Ellie Dennis had spent much of her time in the basement archives, pouring over the town’s extensive colonial records. It was where she preferred to be, alone. Imagine her dismay when she spotted the head librarian's hipster daughter slipping in and out of the stacks. With headphones on, Ellie was certain the girl didn’t see her and couldn’t possibly know the distraction she caused with her high-waisted pencil skirt and crop top. The oversized flannel shirt she wore on top did nothing to hide the slope of her ass in the skin-tight skirt or the fact that she didn’t wear a bra under her top. Sweat began to bead on her brow and between her breasts as the girl wound her way toward the desk, all the while dancing to music Ellie couldn’t hear.

Then she was squealing and Ellie was at a loss for what to do aside from apologize profusely for not alerting her sooner. Once she settled down, Ariel laughed it off and introduced herself. “My mom told me you were here...I’ve...there’s just a lot going on right now. I’ll find someplace else…”

“No,” Ellie said more forcefully than she intended and reached to grab Ariel’s hand. “You don’t have to go I mean,” Ellie heard herself say because she was outside her body at the moment. Or at least that’s how it felt as Ariel laced their fingers together.

“Only if you show me what you’re working on…”

“If you show me your tits,” came tumbling out of Ellie’s mouth and Ariel looked at her with wide eyes. “Oh my god..I said that out loud...I can’t believe I said that out loud...your my boss’ daughter. I’m gonna loss my…”

Ariel brought Ellie’s spiral to a crashing halt with her lip. The kiss was gentle, chaste until she took hold her Ellie’s wrists and slipped her hands up her top.

“I knew you weren’t wearing a bra,” she muttered and Ariel broke into giggles. “I honestly don’t know what’s come over me,” Ellie said, still cupping Ariel’s supple breasts.

“Seems like that’s going around...and I hate bras. Mom said when I’m 18 I can do what I want so I got a tattoo and haven’t worn a bra in 6 months,” Ariel admitted in a rush and Ellie kissed her again.

Awkward and bumpy at first, Ellie very quickly got the hang of kissing this stranger once she stopped thinking about it. Her first woman and she didn’t even know she was into that sort of thing, but she couldn’t deny how good those Hershey kiss shaped nipples felt between her finger. And the sound of Ariel’s quiet moans stirred up something in her she didn’t even know existed. Before she knew it, Ellie had her pinned desk as she ran her tongue down her neck.

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” came just before she slurp a nipple into her mouth and again Ariel laughed.

“Lot of that going around too,” Ariel moaned as she slipped a hand into Ellie dirty blond hair as she moved to nibble on the other nipple. “Like those huh?”

“They’re perfect...I just...I can’t stop…”

There it was again but Ariel didn’t have the capacity to think too much about it now with Ellie’s hands roaming around under her skirt. She put those three little words in a box for later and hopped up on the table for Ellie’s enjoyment.

 

[Gabe619]

Day 3 - 08.00

Keldar was amazed at the readings the last two days had provided. Already they had months worth of material to sort through but more important was that the humans specimens implanted with particles seemed to be having an irregular reaction to them. When he compared the readings from those humans to those in town who weren't tagged there were sharp obvious differences. This hadn't been planned for, the very presence of the particles which had only been used to monitor and get readings were themselves seemingly altering the readings. Keldar watched closely as another day dawned in the small town. Already several events had happened with their research subjects which seemed to go against normal behaviour if the resulting feedback of emotion was anything to go by. Keldar began to wonder just how adaptable the humans were to the particles ... could Keldar change them, make them act differently just by changing settings here in the control room? He was a scientist, and so for him there was only one way to find out ... experiment. Choosing a subject he began to slowly change the parameters the particle embedded in the human had.

Nathan Tyler rose sluggishly from sleep. His head ached, but he couldn't imagine why. He hadn't drank the night before, in fact he had gone to bed early. Yawning he rubbed his hands over his head and slipped from bed. His mother would have already left for work and his dad was away on business which meant, being a single child, he had the house to himself this morning. He wondered about going out tagging some wall, but thinking that made him remember the cop he had sucked off and he felt a sudden, almost overwhelming horniness hit him. He groaned and leaned on the wall of his room as his cock thickened in his boxers. God, he was so damned horny!! He stumbled to the bathroom and threw water on his face, but that had no effect. Stripping off his boxers he stepped into the shower and while there jerked off hard until he coated the wall with his thick cum ... but still his cock throbbed in need. This was unheard of. Stepping from the shower stall he dried off and walked to the kitchen. The dog was scratching to be let out so not thinking, Nathan opened the back door for the mutt to run outside. The cool morning air washed over him and felt amazing so he stood there eyes closed a smile on his face. As he opened them again his eyes fell on the back garden of his neighbours house where stood Mrs. Louise Cameron.

Louise was a good church going lady, well she and her husband were. They had never been blessed with children so had given their lives to the church. At 54 she was a plump lady, matronly even and had never, ever thought of cheating on her husband. Although if she were to be completely honest with herself their sex life was now non-existent. This morning she had popped up the garden to empty some used tea bags onto the compost heap and when she had turned she saw her neighbour, young Nathan, standing like some black Adonis in the doorway of his kitchen with his big black young thick cock. She actually drooled when seeing it and her pussy, so long neglected, erupted in fire. It was as if the two of them were magnets being drawn to each other. Nathan walked into his back garden, hopped the low fence separating their gardens and took Louise in his arms.

Their kiss could have melted steel it was so hot and intense, Nathan's strong young body felt so good to Louise as her hands ran up and down his muscular back, but it was the thick meat between his legs that got her attention most. A hand slipped between them to wrap around it and she orgasmed, right there. Her first for years. Just touching such a warm, thick, long powerful cock sent her over the edge. The two of them fell to the grass tearing to remove her clothing until totally naked the young black college boy and the older church matron began to fuck each other as if sex was going out of business. Nathan got his cock inside her after a few aborted attempts. She was as tight as a virgin after not being used for so long, but finally in he didn't stop and began to slam home over and over, his firm ass clenching with each down thrust into her now steaming pussy. Louise had two more powerful orgasms, milking his black cock harder and harder as she panted for breath, her fingernails digging into his strong shoulders as she whimpered under him. He could feel his own orgasm approaching like a tidal wave and with a loud growl of lustful pleasure he erupted inside her pussy, ramming in so deep pain shot through the older woman, but she didn't care. She clung to the boy like a life preserver as he emptied his balls inside her and finally their lust abated they collapsed on the cool grass out of breath.

Slowly they pulled themselves together, both glancing at each other in embarrassment at what had just happened ... but both with a sense of satisfaction. Nathan helped Louise to her feet and kissed her softly.

"Thank you Mrs. C." He said softly, then he swatted her butt with an wink and turned to walk back inside his house, his cock finally having gone down.

Louise watched him go, the realised she was in her back garden naked as the day she was born. She reached down and picked up her torn and now useless clothing and rushed inside red faced. She ran to the bathroom and closed the door, leaning back against it red faced. What had she done? Had she let young Nathan fuck her like an animal ... had he raped her? No, no not rape, she had wanted it, needed it as much as he had. And it had felt so good after all these years. She had forgotten what an orgasm felt like and he had given her three in a matter of minutes. And that cock of his, oh, that cock. So big and thick it had hurt going in as he stretched her out but then .... a smile crept over her face and her hand drifted to her sore, but very wet pussy and felt his cum there. She raised her fingers to look at them covered in it and slowly licked some off. She shivered in erotic pleasure. She would need to feel that again, and soon.

 

[grdybiwife]

Day 3 - 08.30

O’Nyus sat before her bank of screens, cycling through various scenes provided by the ships surveillance systems. It wasn’t exactly protocol, simply monitoring the vital signs, brain wave, and hormonal levels of their subjects would have been sufficient for their purposes. But O’Nyus had become quite curious about their primitive way of life. For starters, she wondered why the females of the species decorated their faces and applied various apparatuses to shape their bodies. She wondered how it was that the males detected a female in heat. O’Nyus knew from her study that the human had limited olfactory capabilities, the most limited of all the mammalian species on the planet. And it seemed that procreation was only a side effect of their coital behavior, not the goal. She wondered how such a primitive species could understand that the stimulation of certain nerve centers would trigger a hormonal response. What really intrigued O’Nyus was the sudden stress response that succeeded some, but not all of those stimulations.

It also seemed to O’Nyus that their presence might be disrupting their society. In observing the hours of footage, O’Nyus began to recognize patterns that had not been discussed in their mission briefing. It seemed the humans lived a more structured life than the Locani anticipated, each functioning in multiple roles at once and these roles often dictated their response to other subjects. If the subjects were in a mated pair, there was no post-coital stress but she found that when the stimulation occurred outside of their primary dwelling subjects experienced varying degrees of anxiety. This effect seemed to multiply when the subjects interacted with those outside their mated pair, except when the subjects resided in the same primary dwelling. Then there were the mated pairs that included a nonsubject. It was all very confusing and slowly but surely, O’Nyus was finding herself enraptured.

The happenings of S696 had become of particular interest to the recently inquisitive Locani, who at the moment was having a very animated conversation with one of the subjects whom she shared her living quarter, S837. He was the younger of the two males at the domicile at S696 seemed to have the greatest vasopressin release in his presence, while his was a mix of oxytocin and cortisol, though the latter’s influence seemed to be waning as his dopamine levels increased. There was a surge of testosterone in both subjects as S696 began to undress…

“What do you mean, no,” Ariel said as she pulled off her tank top and dropped her shorts. “Look I don’t know what’s going on around here but I can’t have my first time ruined because everybody’s on some kind of Molly binge…”

“I don’t do pills Ariel...and that’s not the point,” Ricky shouted, desperately trying to avert his gaze. This was his baby sister and he’d do anything for her, but this latest request, Ricky would be crossing a line they couldn’t come back from. “I’m sure there’s somebody...anybody else…”

“But I don’t want anybody else,” Ariel said with a grin as she climbed onto his bed, forcing her brother to flee to the other side of his room. But he didn’t look away, not even when she began to touch herself. “My panties were in your mouth yesterday and you were in my room last night,” she said then slurped her middle finger into her mouth and spread her knees wide. “Right about when mom was clearly giving dad the ride of his life, which is a whole other thing…”

“We can’t do this…”

“Says the guy just as ready as I am...we can stick to butt stuff if it makes you feel better,” she teased as she slipped a second finger into her warm center.

It didn’t, but Ricky was having a hard time denying her logic. She’d always been smarter than him. His senior year of high school they were in the same math class and she was often the one doling out life advice while he was the muscle. And it seemed that hadn’t changed. “I don’t want to hurt you,” he said and pushed his shaggy auburn hair away from his face, the other hand absently went to his thick 7-inch cock.

“Hurt me...I’m a virgin Ricky, not pure.”

“Fuck Ariel, don’t say shit like that to me,” he said, already shucking down his shorts. “And we don’t have time for butt stuff...I can’t believe my baby sister’s into butt stuff…”

“I’m into a lot of the stuff.”

Those seven words turned Ricky Nillson’s world upside down. His own sister was probably the hottest girl he’d ever met and he was going to take her virginity. The last bit of wrongness fell away when he kissed her. His hand tangled in her hair, Ariel pressed her body against his lean frame and he couldn’t find a reason not to shift a hand down to grip her ass. That lead to her thigh on his hip and his tip tickling her open and then he was on top of her, poised for entry.

“I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop,” he whispered against her lips, all the while his hips gently nudging forward.

“Then don’t,” she moaned as she slipped her legs around his thighs and pulled him the rest of the way.

 

[Gabe619]

Day 4 -02.10

Keldar had been carefully monitoring the increased sexual activity throughout town .. at least with those humans injected with particles from the ship. Although, that said, it seemed those without particles were also experiencing some adverse conditions. For example ... Keldar pulled up two profiles on his screen ... the female subject 469 and her spouse. He was not injected with a particle and yet watching the two act together seemed to indicate that the male was effected somehow by S469's actions and behaviour. Keldar sat back considering what to do next. Down below it was late, everyone was asleep, this would be the perfect time for him to perhaps do a private examination of the subject in question. She was one of the first, if not the first, to show increased sexual arousal due to the particles. Keldar checked where his partner was as he did not want this little experiment to be hampered by having to explain himself. Seeing that O'Nyus was occupied, Keldar swiftly and silently brought the ship directly over the subjects house. Moving to a control console he activated a research lab and pinpointed the female in question ... ahh, there she was, asleep next to her husband. Slowly turning a control Keldar watched the readouts.

Below in Anabel Santos's bedroom a soft white light began to manifest around the bed she slept on. Slowly it focused in on her lifting her up and letting the covers fall away as she levitated a few feet from the bed, then vanished ... to reappear on a cold hard table. The room was dark, the only light seemingly coming up from the table below her. She was unconscious as Keldar walked into the room and sealed the door behind him. He walked to the table and examined the female. He waved a hand over her face and slowly she began to regain consciousness as he moved to a bank of controls and readouts next to the bed and activated it. Above the white light table a small hatch opened and three silvery metal tentacles emerged, each with a different device attached and start to move down toward the woman. Realising the female was still clothed, Keldar sighed in frustration and moved over and began to strip her unmoving body. The restriction field would hold her in place until either Keldar was done with her, or he wanted her to have some movement. He had always found the results improved if the subject was conscious and reacting.

 

[grdybiwife]

Day 4

Things in the Santos residence had become increasingly awkward over the last few days. With Anabel's new salacious attire and increased interest in men...and women with who she was not married had caused a bit of a riff in her home. The kids were starting to notice her disinterest in their father, and though their daughter seemed quite pleased with Mommy's new style, their son was admittedly disturbed by his friends new found interest in the town doctor.

To Anabel, the changes were easy to explain to the children with a healthy amount of sugar coating but her husband was falling apart with concerns of his own shortcomings, and the possibility of divorce. She called him overly sensitive, explained that she loved him dearly but, "Frankly you just aren't enough anymore. You're a wonderful father and a great husband but I need more than that to be happy and I'm tired of settling."

She felt terrible for it, even worse when Adrian began to sob, but she couldn't stop talking. "I don't want to leave you honey but you can't possibly give me what I need and I've met someone who doesn't mind me keeping you..."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean Ana," Adrian said, utterly distraught and Anabel rolled her eyes.

"It means he's uninterested in this whole suburban existence...he just wants to fuck me Adrian. And he's soooo good at it," she said, absently reach down to cup her sex. Just thinking about Jeremy Castle made her pussy drip but he wasn't here to satisfy her at the moment. And she couldn't stop herself either. "He's insatiable honey...and so am I," she admitted as she slipped two fingers into her cunt and Adrian watched her intently.

At some point he stopped crying and joined her on their marital bed, listening as she detailed her recent escapades around town. He tried to touch her but Anabel pushed him away, content to satisfy her own desires without his help. He should have been angry, enraged even but he couldn't find those feelings beneath his own quiet horniness.
They masturbated together that night, and before they fell asleep, the Santoses came to an understanding about what their marriage would be from now on.

A few hours later Anabel woke with a start, at least she thought she was awake but her surroundings were drastically different from her coastal styled bedroom. Everything was cold, sterile and for a moment she thought she was dreaming.

'No this isn't a dream...Jeremy going down on me on his juicebar was a dream...this is real...but I can't move...sleep paralysis. It's gotta be sleep paralysis...that's why I can't move...

Her mind went a mile a minute as she scrambled to figure out what might be happening to her. Then she was naked and Anabel tried to scream as a figure came out of the shadows but no sound came out. In her head she thrashed around the back lit table but in reality she hadn't moved anything but her eyes, and they seemed to be playing tricks on her. Anabel focused her gaze on the figuring moving around her, heart pounding her her chest as details began come together in her mind. Pearlescent eyes in a head that seemed too large, cheek bones too broad flanked a nose that was too flat and mouth that was almost fish-like. Skin that seemed to shimmer slightly in the light covered a body that seemed devoid of any gender marking. And the tentacles, so many tentacles that seemed to dance around it's head until it noticed she was watching...

'I'm dreaming...this has to be a dream...this can't be real...'

 

[Gabe619]

Keldar gazed down at her dispassionately as she had those thoughts, then he lay a hand softly on her head and closed his eyes for a moment.

This is no dream, Anabel Santos, but do not be afraid. I will not harm you

The words the woman heard were not spoken audibly, they arrived straight into her mind. Humans may be low level telepaths at best, but Locani had been practising telepathy for centuries. Admittedly Keldar had to focus to get through the dull heads of such specimens to speak to them this way, but it was easier than trying to learn their language and verbalise it. He could see by her wide eyed stare that she did not believe him and a pungent aroma came off her body. He sniffed curiously and felt a sudden rush of warmth through is own body. His skin shivered and subtly changed shade from the silvery green hue to a darker, almost blue. How curious, Keldar thought as he looked down at himself. Was the scent a sign of the humans fear? A sweat gland releasing perhaps, or a pheromone? It was quite intoxicating he realised, but he had no need or desire to have the human female scared of him.

Gently he began to run soft smooth hands and fingers across Anabel's naked body. His body temp was slightly cooler than a humans so the touch felt chiller, but not unpleasant he hoped. Finally having a live specimen to conduct his test on was quite enthralling for Keldar. He turned her head gently this way and that, touching her soft hair curiously, then touching his head tentacles. How did these humans communicate without such protuberances to show their mood and desires he wondered. So primitive, and yet this female more than any of the others had shown marked response to the particle inside her. He checked its operating parameters and found them nominal, so it wasn't a technical fault that had made her act how she had ... it was a biological response. Curious about this female form, Keldar let his scientific curiosity push him further. His fingers slipped down to her breasts, cupping them, squeezing slightly to test their resistance, then noticing the slightly discoloured nubs on the end of each his fingers touched them, pinching slightly out of curiosity. He cocked his head as he felt them hardening.
Interesting he thought. His fingers continued down her flat taut belly now, around her belly button, he glanced up at the scanner showing her insides as he went. His fingers prodded gently almost as if he were a human doctor conducting a physical.

As he moved lower he detected yet another scent coming from between her thighs. Moving down he slowly pushed her legs apart and the scent got stronger. Leaning down he realised it came from her pubic mound. His curiosity peaked Keldar ran a finger down over the soft lips feeling the nub of the clitoris. He raised his fingers to his nose, yes, thats where the scent was coming from. He actually quite liked it he realised and moved his head between Anabel's thighs, his face close to her pussy now as he sniffed. Standing again he ran the flat of his hand over her pubic area, gently pressing on her clit and lips and noticing an increase in heat in that part of her body. Stepping to the control console he noticed a stranger warmth again, all over his body but also in his face. He found himself looking back at the named human female, admiring her form, so different in ways to his own, and yet so similar in others.

Pushing buttons he brought the three silver tentacles lower over her body. One had a smooth probe on its end which slowly moved between her spread thighs. Watching on the screen, Keldar directed it against her pussy. A soft lubricant ejected from the tip to cover the end then it slowly and gently pushed inside Anabel. Keldar stood fascinated at the controls watching the readouts. Other tentacles moved over her body checking body temp data, perspiration, collecting pheromones and sweat for later examination. Noticing the woman's nipples were more erect than before he directed a device to clamp onto them. He saw that the biology of this species would allow an infant to draw nutritious sustenance from these mounds of flesh just after birth and wondered if perhaps he might draw some out for inspection. Keldar moved the controls so that the two suction cups on the end of both devices clamped to her nipples began to operate applying suction, then relaxing, applying, then relaxing, over and over.

 

[grdybiwife]

There was a shudder from that first touch that sent a chill up her spine and her body was at once covered in goose flesh. Then there was a voice in her head, but it wasn't actually a voice because she knew for certain she couldn't hear it. There were other sounds around her, mechanical sounds, but the voice was far from that. It was organic, warm, inviting even and she believed it when it said it wouldn't harm her.

But how could she not be afraid, especially when it began running its cold slimy touch along her nakedness. But was it slimy? Was it really that cold? Anabel noticed the change in coloring as her brain tried to rationalize what was happening to her. All of a sudden that touch didn't seem that foreign. Even as it turned her head this way and that, mushed her hair Anabel found herself almost content.

And as those probing hands ventured southward, that contentment morphed into something else. Arousal and she seemed to have no control, almost like with Jeremy...and Ricky Nillson. Her receptionist...

'It's them...it has to be...but why...why would they...fuck that feels good...that shouldn't feel so good...' came as the being seemed to focus it's attention of her breast. The touch was no different than the breast exams she administered but still Anabel felt a tremor between her thighs and when it tweaked her nipples a moan escaped her lips. Unfortunately the being moved on before Anabel could test her voice. The clinical touch moved onto her abdomen and she followed it's gaze to a screen of to the side. Without the ability to turn her head, Anabel could only see a portion of what the being could but it was enough for her to discern that it was a high resolution body scan. Higher than any she'd ever seen but before she could formulate a thought the was a finger on her clit.

It was just a touch but it sent a jolt of carnal desire through her that Anabel didn't know what to make it. How could she be so turned on at a time like this? There was a puddle developing under her ass and when the being pressed it's face between her thighs, Anabel felt the rush of orgasm as the being took in her scent. When it moved away, she found herself longing for it's touch. It's attention. She felt utterly objectified and she relished it despite herself. Her mind was filled with scenes of debauchery starring herself and this...whatever it was...and Jeremy and Evan...the entire Nillson clan...

So lost in her revelry, Anabel didn't realize her examination had taken a turn into she felt cold metal at her opening. Terror came and went before she could register the change and before she knew it, Anabel was being penetrated by something that felt both foreign and familiar all at once. Then there was another set of attachments snaking into her vision. Suction cups, like she used when the twins were babies.

'Does this thing think I can still make milk...how would it even know that...how can this feel so good...I should be shitting myself right now not wondering if it will touch me again...

 

[Gabe619]

Keldar scowled at the readouts. A sudden bloom of blood pressure and activity in the hypothalamus showed to have happened a moment ago. It seemed his study of the human was affecting her, and not in a bad way if these readings were accurate, which of course they were. His curiosity about gaining a sample of nurturing fluid from the specimens breasts had failed, although she didn't seem too mind his attempts. He turned off the suction cups which retreated into the bed below her leaving small pink suction marks on her hard nipples. The scent in the room had increased and she seemed flushed all over as his probe continued to take samples and readings from deep inside her vagina. He wondered if the slight vibrations the device gave off felt good to the human female. In scientific curiosity Keldar reached out and touched the woman on the head softly, closing his eyes he focused and gasped as her arousal flooded him. Keldar could feel her desires, her pleasure, and the continuing arousal his device was giving her. He could also detect her desire for the alien to touch her again. He quickly pulled his hand away and looked down at the creature on his research table curiously. He too felt out of breath now, aroused ... arousal?! He blinked in shocked realisation. How long had it been since a Locani had felt physical arousal.

He looked down between the humans legs, he knew how good his sample device felt to the woman, but after watching the humans for days now he knew that this female in particular enjoyed a males appendage inside her. Keldar felt confused suddenly, light headed and he stumbled backwards as an ache began to manifest between his own legs. Glancing down he froze as he watched a bulge start to form in his tight fitting uniform. As they were not designed for such an anatomical protuberance and as the ache grew, he quickly slipped from his clothing watching as a cock shaped appendage slowly manifested before his eyes as if in response to the human females desires.

Locani were a race of genetically engineered people. They were designed and grown from cells to full adults. It was then 'possible' that their genetic makeup, even at the adult stage, could be affected by outside forces, but to Keldars knowledge it had never happened ... and yet all previous missions to this planet had had their data and mission reports classified top secret. No one saw them or knew what they held but the scientists in question and the High Council. His cock, he had no other word for it, had now stopped growing and out of, again, scientific curiosity Keldar reached down and touched it. He shivered and gasped as the touch sent pleasure through him. Keldar had never felt such emotions and now he wondered how it would feel to do to this specimen what the human males did to her. He moved up to the table and looked down at her nakedness, now it seemed different, exciting. His eyes took in her firm breasts, her tight flat stomached, her toned thighs and hips from her exercise. His cock twitched as if it had a life of its own. He moved to the head of the table and again stroked her hair as he moved her head toward his cock. He was on some weird autopilot, as if his body was controlling itself without his conscious mind being involved. His hand went to one breast, caressing it, squeezing, finding the nipple again and tweaking it as he reached over and increased the probes energy making it vibrate even faster as the humans lips touched his cock head.

 

[grdybiwife]

This can't be real...I'm hallucinating...I have to be..."

Those were the only thoughts Anabel could formulate as this being went through some sort of metamorphosis before her eyes. And worse, it seemed just as shocked as she was as it tore away it's suit. They were both mesmerized as it emerged from what had been a featureless expanse of flesh. It was the same iridescent pale blueish green but the texture was different, and as he came closer, Anabel noticed veins running along his shaft and her mouth began to water.

Then the mechanical dildo working against her g-spot redoubled it's efforts, and Anabel thought for moment that he might replace the machine. Hoped, but it seemed he was more concerned with what she could do with it.

'Just like a man,' she thought as his tip tapped against her lips, and Anabel might have opened wide if she were able. All she could move was her eyes and she shift her deep brown eyes up to meet the pearlescent obs of the now nude being. She couldn't speak...

'This will work out much better if you let me move...please let me move...I promise I'll behave...I can be very obedient...

It was all she could do from her perch on his examination table. Anabel figured, the faster she gave him what he wanted the faster he might let her go. But then again, did she really want to be?

 

[Gabe619]

Keldar blinked as their eyes met. Obviously whatever change was happening had affected his mind as well. As a scientist he had always priced his sharp intellect and yet right now he had forgotten the subject was restrained and although his body needed her touch she couldn't do anything. Shaking his head trying to clear his mind he reached over and pressed a button. The table remained underlit with the white light, but the restraining field dissipated allowing the female to move again. Keldar wasn't fearful she might hurt him, the ship had security protocols in place to prevent such actions, but if they activated then his colleague would be made aware of what was happening here and suddenly he didn't want that. He didn't want that at all. Cupping the side of the female face almost softly he again pushed his cock head to her lips, his eyes on hers once more.

Show me ... show me what you do to your males that they enjoy so much.

His thoughts slipped into Anabel's mind as his body tensed with expected sensations. This act, Keldar knew, wouldn't forward their research into human reproduction and if such acts could help the Locani race. Keldar knew from watching the humans that the act he was expecting of this female specimen was on of simple pleasure from one person to another, but he had to start somewhere. Keldar tried to reassure himself that this was all purely scientific, that his change had happened due to exposure to humans and so as a scientist he had to figure out why, had to research human sexuality to unlock the secrets. He almost believed what he was telling himself ... almost.

 

[grdybiwife]

As soon as the words came to her, Anabel felt a rush of sensation all over her body. A subtle vibration that radiated from the base of her skull, but it only lasted a moment before she realized she could move again. With the mechanical dildo still working inside her, Anabel was far from free and she honestly couldn't say if she wanted to be. All she could think of was cock on her lips and what she needed to do to get it in her mouth.

Slowly, Anabel propped herself up on one elbow and rolled onto her side. With her eyes on this mesmerizing orbs, she reached out to take his cock into her fist. "It feels like Jeremy," she mused before planting a gentle kiss on the tip, the ran her tongue around the hard ridge of his mushroom cap. All the while she slow stroked his cock, Anabel gave a gentle oral inspection of his tip. First with just her tongue, she alternating between swirling around the circumference and flicking her tongue against the tip. She kept her eyes on his as she gently grazed her teeth along the tip before she began to suck in earnest.

Anabel didn't hold back, at this point she knew that playing demur was not an option. She pulled out all her best tricks, not in the hopes that he might release her, but in an effort to please him. She found herself desperate for his approval as she gagged herself trying to get his redbull can sized cock in her throat. Her eyes watered, throat slime coated her face but Anabel wouldn't let up. She couldn't, not until he came or held her down and fucked her.

 

[Gabe619]

Never having had sex before Keldar simply stood still looking down at this human female as she began to orally please him. He cocked his head in puzzlement at the sensations he was feeling. Pleasure centres he never even knew existed erupted inside him sending odd messages to his brain. His skin again changed colour as she attacked his new cock with my ferocity than before. His body spasmed slightly as the feelings heightened, but he never moved, standing still as a statue as Anabel expertly pleasured his hard dick. Keldar wasn't to know that the size of his new found shaft was above normal on earth, he would have had nothing to really compare it to and ego wasn't really a concept he was familiar with. He realised his cock was starting to leak some fluid as it smeared the females lips and she licked it off his cock head. His scientific side noticed and wondered what it was, wanting to take a sample for study, but the majority of his mind stated that could wait until Anabel had finished her demonstration.

His cock was buried in her throat when Keldar felt his very first orgasm and he almost blacked out due to the overload on his senses. His cock throbbed hard spewing streams of greeny/blue cum into Anabel's mouth and throat and he stumbled back two step almost falling over and in the process shooting two more hard shots over her face and breasts. Steadying himself on the control console he tried to gather his senses. He felt out of breath, his knees weak, his mind jumbled, but an intense feeling of satisfaction and well being had seeped in and through him. He had enough presence of mind to reactivate the field which pulled the human down to the table again. He couldn't risk her trying to escape and he was in no current position to stop her if she did he considered not really knowing that his race was stronger than the average human, even the average male human. Anabel would have been no threat to him physically. Keldar turned to the controls and felt his cock hit the metal. He looked down, it was still hard. A stream of the green/blue slime was seeping from the tip and he quickly gathered some and placed it in a dish for future examination. He had hoped with this end of the demonstration from the human the appendage would have vanished. Wondering what to do, Keldar remembered other actions he had witnessed the humans doing which seemed to deflate the males penis. Glancing back at the naked and restrained Anabel, Keldar touched a control. The metal probe slipped from her wet pussy and vanished up into the ceiling leaving her laying there legs spread.

He moved slowly as he considered his next actions. Again he easily managed to convince himself that this was for science, especially after the experience he had just underwent. He wondered if he could feel the same sensations again ... just to compare of course. He climbed to the table, propping himself up over the female as his wide black orbs looked into her eyes. Looking down between them he saw his cock head touching her bare wet pussy lips. Working on an instinct which the Locani hadn't possessed in centuries, his hips pushed forward and his cock slipped inside her. Keldar suddenly held his breath as his head fell back and his eyelids closed over the black orbs. This was incredible, so intense, so tight and yet yielding. Warm, wet and tailor made for his penis it seemed. A cute little whine escaped his lipless mouth as he sank in till all his cock was buried inside Anabel, then his hips twitched and he shuddered. He did it again ... oh, the pleasure!! Slowly he began to buck back and forth knowing the specimen under him couldn't move an inch to stop him.

 

[grdybiwife]

For the briefest of moments, Anabel was shocked by what she had become. The feeling of this alien cumming down her throat was like a jolt to her sensibilities and all manner of possible repercussions flooded her brain. Then the taste hit her her. Earthy and sweet like honey, and as thick as molasses, it slid down her throat easily. She found herself moaning as she licked stray drops from her lips. She opened her mouth to comment but was thrust back to the table. If she could have shaken her head she would have, Anabel only hoped that whatever connect they had would relay her amusement at being confined again.

'If I were going to hurt you I would have done it with my teeth just now,' she thought, shifting her eyes to him as he gathered samples of his own fluids in petri dishes not much unlike the ones she used in med school. She started to mention that any samples would surely be compromised by her own DNA, before realizing that whatever species he belong to was probably way more advanced so she simply watched, and waited for what happened next.

All anxiety had left her at this point. It wasn't that she wasn't concerned for her well being, but that now she too was curious. He'd changed colors again somehow, his skin was now a creamy greenish blue and it wasn't as featureless as it had been when she first woke up. What looked like veins seemed to track along its arms and thin sheen of hair seemed to sprout along its torso. She wondered if he noticed, if he could feel these subtle changes in his physique. It occurred to her that his rational mind was probably being overridden by his new appendage just as hers had been.

And when he moved out her field of vision, Anabel was shocked at the wave of sadness that rushed over her, but she knew the source. She wanted to please him, needed to, but his continued erection was evidence that she had not. Then she felt the device withdrawing, watched as it retracted into the ceiling above, and closed her eyes, half expected to awaken in her bed again.

Instead an alien face filled her vision when she opened them again, a startlingly beautiful alien face with wide set eyes and high cheekbones. The tentacles on his head seemed to writhe and flutter sporadically as they took each other in. She wanted to touch him, to feel their differences with her own hands, to show him what a real human fuck was like. It occurred to her when he came again that he might not care about the activity level of his partner. That he might not understand that his experience might be better if they worked together.

'This is all new and exciting for both of us...I don't know if you heard that sound you just made but it gave me a nice little tingle...at least let me talk so I can tell you how good you feel inside...let me show you a good time...

 

[Gabe619]

Humans didn't have the brain power to broadcast their thoughts, but as Keldar was in physical touch with the subject he heard her thoughts faintly, like a whisper in the back of his mind. He stopped moving and stared unblinking into her eyes as he considered her words. Even if she did somehow overpower him, which he admitted was unlikely anyway, she couldn't work the controls or escape the room. The actual danger here was minuscule he realised. His hand reached out from the table and pushed the button letting the restriction field drop. He remained motionless over her, his new cock still buried inside her as his tentacles writhed slowly around his head like some lions mane. If he had known earth mythology he might have realised he looked somewhat like Medusa with her snake hair..

He had himself propped up with an arm either side of Anabel's shoulders as he watched for her next move. Actually laying her with her his new appendage inside her was quite pleasant all on it's own. Obviously he had no prior knowledge to compare what was happening to what other pleasures might me forthcoming, but the tightness of the human around him felt wonderful. One hand came up to cup the side of her head and his eyes closed slowly.

Show me human ... show me this good time

He accentuated 'good time' as he had no idea what she meant by that.