by Amber Burns
The orgasm within was building. Selena's fantasy was pushing her to the edge. She struggled to hear the man's voice over the sound of her own fingers fucking her pussy and maintain her fantasy.
"Oh!" The voice cried out. "Oh! Ohhhhhhhhhh"
Selena knew what that moan meant. He was cumming. Which meant the man in her fantasy was cumming too. Selena shoved her fingers in as deeply as her body allowed, her pussy clamped down around them, milking them like an erect cock. Her own body responded. A wave of an unusual orgasm washed over her still immobile body. She could feel each muscle contract and relax in turn, forcing her into an pleasurable trance ricocheting from nerve to nerve as she laid helpless, unable to either stop or revel in the pleasure.
Just as suddenly as she had been able to move her arm and hand to masturbate, the ability disappeared. Though now her hand was buried inside of her pussy. Selena tried to will herself to move again, thinking the same thoughts as the first time, but it was no use. She was once again frozen but now in a much more prone and embarrassing position. Thinking and trying to struggle only made it worse, as her still sensitive pussy was being filled by her fingers.
"Is this some type of punishment!" Selena thought to herself, though she really wanted to scream it to whomever was holding her. "Why am I here? Why can't I move? How... how did I even get here?"
Selena concentrated hard on the last question, trying to remember the last thing that happened before she ended up in her current situation. Details were blurry, but she could remember something about her work, secret research and a tall oddly proportioned... man?
Astrobiology
Selena awoke suddenly. Her alarm was blaring and glints of sunlight were peeking into her room. She rubbed her eyes, trying to clear away the blurriness from a restless nights sleep. Stumbling out of bed, she was able to turn off her alarm with only three tries. It was early, too early really, but her boss had asked Selena to come in a couple hours early today to help go over new images produced over the past week.
Stumbling into the bathroom, Selena managed to turn the shower on and strip off the panties she was wearing. The hot steam rising from the shower was exhilarating, stepping into the downpour of water even more so. For the first time since being awoken, Selena opened her eyes and prepared for the day. She had been working late the night before, helping her team at the observatory with their observations and data recordings. They were charting new stars, new planets. Worlds that could be home to life, maybe even intelligent beings. They were all so caught up in their work, it was nearly 4AM before they called it quits. It was exciting and rewarding work but, unfortunately for Selena, she was just an intern. While all the other astronomers were still in bed, she was getting ready to go in for a day of analyzing and categorizing images.
Washed and finally awake, Selena lingered in the shower. The water was warm and soothing, caressing her skin as it flowed down her curves. She leaned back against the tiled wall of the shower, allowing the jets to pound at her reddened chest. The warm liquid flowed down, warming the slit between her legs before continuing on down her long legs. Selena considered touching herself, her hand slowly making it's way down her soft skin.
"Just a minute longer won't hurt," she whispered to herself.
Selena's blaring alarm pulled her from her self pleasure session.
"Shit!" She cried out. "I must of hit fucking snooze."
Reluctantly, Selena shut off the water, wrapped a towel around herself and headed out to start the day.
---------------------------------------------------
"You're late!" Selena's bossy Perry said as his only greeting upon her arrival.
Selena looked to the ground sheepishly. Even without masturbating she had still managed to be ten minutes late to work.
"Sorry sir," she eked out an apology. "Late start."
Perry ignored Selena's apology and excuse. "We have 500 images to go through. I want them all categorized and analyzed for changes and I want it done today!"
"Yes sir. I'll get on it right away," Selena responded before disappearing down a hallway to begin her work.
Astrological images aren't the most interesting thing to look at all day. Sure, sometimes you'll discover a new supernova or asteroid. If you're really lucky you might help discover a tiny spec that ends up being a new planet. But for the most part each imagine is exactly the same as the last. Little white dots representing stars light-years away in varying patterns.
Despite the boring mundane work, Selena enjoyed working through the images. Each one was a slice of the sky representing millions of stars. Anyone one of which could be home to some alien species. Selena was sure they were out there somewhere. Intelligent begins living on a far away world. Maybe they were much smarter than us, traveling through space at unimaginable speeds. Maybe, just maybe they even knew we existed.
Selena let her imagination run wild as she flipped through image after image.
"Maybe this one shows the home to little green men," she imagined. "This one to the big headed grey aliens that people always claim abduct them in the middle of the night."
Bored of her work, Selena's mind began running off in tangents.
"Why would aliens abduct people? Why not come down and talk to us," she pondered. "Unless... unless they are using us. Maybe probing is a real thing. Maybe they are collecting eggs."
Selena shifted in her chair, now in full on daydream mode.
"What about guys? Would they collect cum? I bet men would line up for that. What about alien cum? Do they even have cocks? Would little green men have little green dicks?"
A tingling began to emerge in Selena's crotch as she pondered alien genitalia and sexual practices. She could feel a warmth in her cheeks grow with her arousal, but quickly retreat as her boss burst into the room.
"Where is my analysis Selena?" Perry demanded.
Shocked by the interruption, Selena stammered a reply. "Almost, almost done sir. Only a couple images left."
Perry left, slamming the door behind him without another word.
Returning to her work, Selena sifted through the remaining images. A spiral galaxy, some asteroids, a large blurry disc shaped object.
"Wait!" Selena called out to the empty room, flipping back to the last image.
A large grey smudge covered a third of the image. It was roughly disc shaped and blurry, much like a photograph of a car moving quickly across the frame. Normally she would discount such a abnormality as some type of contamination on the telescope. However both the images taken before and after were perfectly clear.
"No," she thought. "This is something else. Something moving in front of the telescope. Something... alien."
Selena printed the picture and hid it in her bag. She deleted the copy from the server and adjusted the records to match. This was something big, and she wanted to prove it herself.
Darryl
Over the next several weeks Selena became more and more obsessed with the single image with a blurry shape. She was convinced the smudge was proof of alien life. Every waking, non working (though to be honest, some working as well) hour was spent pouring over images, news reports, radio telescope and any other data source she could get her hands on. Despite her tireless pursuit, the only evidence Selena could manage to dig up was the single original image.
Running out of avenues, but not faith in her belief, Selena posted a bulletin online looking for anyone with odd sightings or stories from the night the image was taken.
"Wanted: Anyone with odd stories, sightings or other information from the night of June 3rd. Anyone with paranormal or alien sightings on this night, please contact me at..."
It was a last ditch effort, but Selena's post paid off. Within a couple days her inbox was flooded with stories, blurry pictures and other "evidence" for people around the world. She received everything from reports of UFO's to tales of abduction and alien experimentation. Sifting through all of these stories, Selena found one that was particularly noteworthy.
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The email was from a man who only signed his name as "Darryl". He claims he saw a UFO on the night of June 3rd around 1AM, shortly after Selena's image was taken. The most interesting part, at least to Selena, was that Darryl claims he was abducted from his home that night. His home which is only three miles from Selena's observatory. Once aboard the alien ship, Darryl claims the aliens "experimented" and "probed" him for their own enjoyment. He didn't go into further detail, but he did offer to meet Selena and tell her his story if she wanted to know more.
Selena's obsession to learn more about the aliens overrode any sense of dread she may of had to meet a random stranger. She hastily scrawled a reply offering to meet Darryl as soon as he was available. The mysterious man replied back in only minutes.
"Meet me in the alley next to Hamby's Pub tonight at midnight. They are watching me, so I must stay hidden. I'll tell you my story."
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It was a clear but cool night. Selena walked through the city streets staring at the patches of sky that shone through past the concrete walls of the buildings around her. She was wondering what was out there, who was out there. What the beings in the ship she believed she saw in the smudge wanted.
Hamby's Pub was only a block away. Despite the odd circumstances of the meeting, Selena was excited. Darryl's story matched her research so well that she knew he had to have something of substance, some type of proof she could use in her research. Rounding a corner, the pub came into view. It was a dark street with few other open establishments at this time of night. The dim light from inside the bar only illuminated the street immediately in front of the windows. There were no other people within view, but the dull hum of music and bar conversations wafted into the outdoor air.
The alley Darryl asked Selena to meet him at was darker than Selena expected. The tall buildings surrounding the side street allowed only a few rays of moonlight to filter in. Feeling a bit of hesitation for the first time, Selena took a moment to gather her courage before heading into the alley. She had to know more.
"Hello?" Selena called out to the darkness. "Darryl?"
There was no answer. Slowly she crept further into the alley, her eyes straining to see in the inky black darkness. A quick movement caught Selena's attention from the corner of her eye.
"Darryl? Is that you? I'm here to discuss your experience with the aliens?"
A raspy snickering laugh came from somewhere in the darkness. Selena's instincts were telling her it was time to go. Turn and run, get out of the alley. She was ready to listen to those instincts as her eyes finally began to adjust to the conditions. Emerging from the darkness was a form. It was vaguely human, standing upright on two spindly legs. It seemed impossible that anything could stand on such thin supports. The being reached out, wrapping it's long thin green fingers around Selena's wrists.
Selena's fight of flight response finally overwhelmed the rest of her senses. She tried to jerk her arm away and turn to flee, but the grip on her wrist did not loosen. Selena opened her mouth wide, her lungs filled with the quickly cooling night air, ready to scream loud enough for every patron in Hamby's to hear her. But a second green hand wrapped itself around her mouth, silencing her. Selena's eyes grew wide in fear as she stared into the cold jet black eyes of her captor, an alien.
Little Green Man
Remembering how she got onto the cold table in the empty alien room did not bring any comfort to Selena. She was naked, cold and immobile. Her own fingers still trapped deep within her own cunt.
The sound of some type of door sliding open came from behind Selena. It was out of her field of vision and was followed by a pair, no two pair, of footsteps. Selena listened with a feeling of trepidation as the steps came closer. As the pair approached Selena's field of vision, one of them stopped. Whomever it was stood just outside of where Selena could see. The second person continued moving, stepping to Selena's side.
It was a man. A human man. He was just as naked as Selena, his dark brown skin glistening with sweat under the bright artificial lights. His hands cupped over his cock, hiding it from view. His hairless chest was muscular, leading down to a near perfect six pack of abs and then an enticing V shape emerging his hips pointing down to his shielded prick. Selena's stuffed crotch began to tingle and she could see the man's cock was responding as well. He was struggling to hide his growing erection as he stared at the naked masturbating woman in front of him.
"Yes, very good," a raspy voice uttered, out of view.
Selena brought her eyes away from the erection that had caught her attention. She looked the man in the face and found his vision alternating between the floor and Selena's crotch. He never once looked over to the one who had escorted him in.
"We must observe," the voice continued.
A hand, the same green thin hand Selena had seen in the alley, reached out and pulled the man's arm away from his crotch. His already enormous erection sprung out as it was pulled away from his grasp. A drop of pre-cum clung to it's tip. Selena could feel her body responding. Her cheeks and chest growing to a warm rosy red, her pink nipples hardening, and her occupied pussy becoming even slicker in preparation.
"Begin Marcus," the alien voice hissed.
Marcus nodded and moved to the end of Selena's table, his large dark erection bobbing with each step. He looked into Selena's eyes, a hint of firey lust blazed in his brown eyes. Selena purred to him and smiled a wicked smile. Marcus was a prime specimen of man and Selena needed his cock inside of her. Marcus mounted the table and then glanced down to Selena's cunt, then back to Selena's eyes. Selena suddenly remembered her hand had been immobilized inside her pussy. She started to give Marcus the "sorry, I can't do anything" eyes when she realized she had regained some movements.
Selena removed her fingers from herself, they were slick with her own juices. She reached out and grasped Marcus' erection, coating his cock in wetness. Marcus twitched at the touch, thrusting himself into Selena's hand. She tried to sit up and take Marcus' erection into her mouth. She wanted to taste his big black prick, but Selena quickly found that she had not yet been given that level of freedom. She was still stuck laying on the table.
With his target free and his cock lubricated, Marcus positioned himself at Selena's hole. He brought his gaze back to her face, locking eyes with Selena as he penetrated her. Moaning in pleasure as the monster entered her tunnel, Selena was once again struggling and aching to twist, turn and arch her body in response to the carnal pleasures she was experiencing. Slowly, either through sheer force of will or permission from her captors, she began regaining her movement.
Her back was first, arching into the air as electric signals jumped up her spine. She twisted slowly to one side and then the other, her neck outstretched and eyes closed in a fit of passion. Marcus' manly hands were wrapped around her hips, his thumbs resting in the cleft between her stomach and her hip ones. His fingers palms rested on her sides and his long fingers curled up around, resting just above her ass. He held her pelvis down on the table, stabilizing her body as his powerful thrusts sent his cock deep into her pussy.
Marcus' pounding was rhythmic, methodical and accompanied by a low grunt with each thrust. Selena realized that one of the voices she had masturbated to belong to Marcus. He must have been fucking some other woman at the direction of the alien. Just as that other woman had enjoyed Marcus' services, Selena too was ready to cum.
"Oh my God!" She cried out, realizing she was moaning the same things as the woman from before. However no other words really came to mind. "Oh... my... GOD!"
Selena erupted into orgasm. A low moan echoed through the room, drowning out the other sounds of sex as Marcus continued his thrusts. Selena was tense, her body stiff on the table. Each time Marcus entered and withdrew from her triggered another spark of orgasm. Her hypersensitive pussy sending mixed signals of intense pleasure and tingling, constricting pain as her walls closed around the black prick.
As Sele
na teetered at the edge of pleasure and torture, Marcus' thrusts abruptly stopped. He had sheathed himself deep within Selena, his cock pulsing with his heartbeat. Selena braced herself for the hot cum that was about to be deposited in her. From a brief moment she caught Marcus' eye before seeing him mouth "I'm sorry."
The cum erupted from Marcus' cock. The viscous fluid was much warmer than Selena expected, or had experienced before. The enormous man came, and came and came. Selena could feel herself filling with cum. The aliens had apparently done something to Marcus as the non-stop load after load of jizz was more than anyone one man could possibly deliver.
It felt like several minutes had passed by the time Marcus was spent. With the last spurt of cum delivered into Selena, he pulled is limp cock from her filled pussy. The brown skin of his tool was covered in a sheen of white cum as he exited Selena and then the room. Selena lay dazed on the table from her orgasms. Her cunt was full of cum and her body exhausted. She was just beginning to regain her bearings when her pussy shot a signal of pleasure up her spine. Another jolt, and another. Suddenly she was cumming again. Selena didn't understand what exactly was happening, but she didn't care.
