by Mia Rose
Melia laughs, as she knows I don’t like it. It is far too smelly and acidic for my liking. She opens the fridge and pours me a huge glass of white milk, then she adds two big spoons of “Milo” to it. Yum, I love the way she makes it especially for me.
I continue watching her as she eats her breakfast and sips her coffee. Her fur that sits on her head wiggles near her chest lumps, as she eats and speaks to me about the samples.
“The cartan crystals have healed us all, Tulloc,” she says with big, brown eyes beaming at me.
“They are so wonderful, and they grow out of control on Zunov,” I say, explaining more.
We sit and fill our bellies with the magic called bacon and eggs. Melia tells me that the bacon is not from the animal called a pig, but a modified version that tastes the same. She tells me how humans used to kill animals for meat, but then they came up with a technology to synthesize the flavors. The animals did not have to suffer for food necessities any longer.
I listened to how they used to drive on roads and listened to music that was called rock and R and B. Everything sounded so different from our way of life on Zunov.
Actually, Zunov was purposely left natural so it could be farmed for generations to come. The technology and science is allocated to one part of the planet, so the rest of it can sustain itself naturally. Ensuring it for generations to come.
Also, our democracy allows everyone to succeed in business. It is not taxed, and we may earn as much as we like from trade with other planets. We save our money made from trade and spend it on travel to other planets, garments or luxurious food delicacies from other alien traders. We live in peace, except for the Darenoids and our Zorg women, who like to criticize us for the mere sake of it.
Melia places our dirty dishes into the spacewasher that cleans all of them for us, it is easily done and without any effort. I look at her backside and imagine it sitting on my hard, green equipment. Rhys tells me this is a favored position that is enjoyed by many women. It allows the cock to go deeper into the wetness, and enhances stimulation for their pleasure.
The other favorite is called “the missionary,” but Rhys still has to explain this. We got interrupted when we were discussing this one sitting at the bridge. Rhys knows everything there is to know about sex and positioning. He studies it every day.
“Melia what is your favorite sex position?” I say in curiosity.
Melia walks over to me and kisses my cheek.
“Wouldn’t you like to know!” she says, as she laughs at me.
Mmmm, I watch her cleaning up the bench and think of her being pleasured more by me. I must remember to find the clitoris and not forget the G-spot, when we finally get together for some “action,” as Rhys calls it.
I think she would like many things from me, but I must wait until she asks for it. I have offered my cock, and now I must politely wait for her wanting of it. I hope it’s soon, because I know I can do many of the things shown on Google and YouTube. Yes, I can definitely make her do the moaning that happens from sexual pleasure.
“Tulloc, you mustn’t listen to everything Rhys says,” she explains wiping the bench.
She is trying to give me kind advice, as her eyes are glistening with genuine meaning.
“Okay Melia. Is he not telling the truth?” I question.
“Yes, he tells the truth, but he will also show you cheeky things which are a bit naughty. You don’t have to look at anything you don’t want to see,” she says smiling her pink lips at me.
I nod my head and realize that she knows I am a “sex maniac,” like Rhys calls himself.
“I am just learning,” I say smiling at her, glowing my dark pink, happy eyes.
She looks at me with hands on hips.
“Okay Tulloc, I hope you understand,” she says in sincerity.
“Oh yes Melia, I am not a sex maniac like Rhys. I am just learning how to pleasure you when you ask for my manhood,” I say in honesty.
I see her look at me, and her mouth opens a little more widely. Her temperature is increasing by a few degrees, and she has a definite leak in the wet spot between her legs.
“Umm. I don’t know what to say to that, Tulloc. You’ll be the first to know when or if I want it though, okay?” she says as her nipples become obviously erect through her dress.
“Sure thing,” I say smiling, knowing she wants me by her physical symptoms.
I walk over to the beautiful Melia, and we hug each other firmly for the longest time. My cock wants to enter her, as it protrudes firmly outwards. She is my dearest human friend.
“Beautiful. Just beautiful.”
Chapter 10
Amelia
“I have a heart.”
So, thankfully Tulloc’s behavior wore off quickly. I am glad I researched the side effects of the poison, though. My feelings were quite hurt by his unusual mean communications with me.
I wonder if Rhys had any luck contacting Chollo back on Zunov. Last night during dinner, Tulloc seemed quite worried about him. Well, I will just finish feeding the goldfish and go and see. I am looking forward to seeing Rhys turn the porn off as I enter the bridge! It’s hilarious, and makes me giggle every time.
As I sneak through the corridor, Rhys and Allen laugh with each other and they don’t see me coming. I run behind them…
“Gaaaa,” I shout as they jump in fright.
Rhys has female porn on his screen, and he flicks it over quickly.
“Still researching, Rhys?” I say smiling.
Allen lets out a belly laugh, at him being caught out by me.
“Sucked in, you finally got caught,” says Allen, as his laughter belts through the words.
“Yes, and I hear you’ve been teaching Tulloc how to research too!” I say, patting Rhys on the back in jest.
Rhys smirks at both Allen and me, and goes to make himself a coffee. He is still shocked and a bit embarrassed about getting caught. Surfing porn of the alien and female kind is his favorite pastime, but he’d never admit that, at least not to me.
Allen looks at me as he eats his nuts. Peanuts are his favorite snack. He crunches on them, swallows the mouthful and speaks to me.
“Amelia, we sent a message to Chollo on Tulloc’s behalf, but their comms system seems to be down. The Darenoids probably destroyed the Zunov’s tower during hostile attacks,” he says picking up more nuts.
“Okay thanks Allen. Tulloc is having a shower now. When he is finished, I will play some table tennis with him,” I say grinning.
Allen laughs as he imagines the green alien playing such a primitive human game. He and Rhys think Tulloc is a great friend, but they still laugh when he does “human” things.
I go to the gym to meet Tulloc there. This should actually be a lot of fun!
I look through the glass and see that Tulloc is reading the instruction booklet to table tennis. He has a smile on his green alien face as he reads. I wait a few moments as I watch him closely. He doesn’t see me looking, and I feel like a teenager, hiding secretly from the boy that I have a crush on.
I can’t believe an alien, let alone a green one could have such an impact on me. I feel slightly dizzy from the whole scenario. I am stuck on a space ship with a male who turns me on. Every time he gets near to me, I feel it. My whole body wants him, and I feel like I get tongue tied when I speak.
Actually, it makes it so much worse because I know he likes me back…in a big way. I have seen his cock get hard for me, and he offers himself freely, in every way. Then, he is nice. He wants to talk, to discuss, and to learn. Is this like the nicest guy ever? I mean I don’t know many men that are like this on Earth, and I feel like our encounter has been completely honest and genuine.
I mean on a physical level, he looks like a human male in most aspects. He has a body that is generally the same. With muscles and great “equipment,” and the major difference is he’s green. Then the eyes are larger, and change colors wildly, with eyelids that cross over sideways. Which is more reptilian.
The tongue is somewhat longer as well. Ugh Lord, give me strength.
I walk into the gym, and see Tulloc who looks very cute wearing a Rhys inspired Nike tracksuit. His eyes are dark pink for happy.
“Melia, I read the book and I know how to beat you at the table tennis game,” he says excitedly.
“Oh good,” I say placing my hair up in a ponytail.
We are both set on beating each other as I serve and we play. Tulloc has exceptional skills and uses his eyes to see well as he plays. They have turned a pale brown, which must be for concentration. I wish my eyes would do that!
We play for a long time, until I get out of breath and pause the game to have a cold drink of water. As I stand next to the water cooler, Tulloc leans in to get a cup for himself, and his arm touches the back of my waist. I feel like I am in a weird, romantic movie.
“Sorry, Melia,” he says as he fills his cup.
His eyes have changed to a bright red, and he drinks his water. His eyes keep following me as I drink too. The sweat on my brow and my body trickles down over me.
“Melia, your wet spots are always leaking,” he says wiping my brow with a towel and smiling.
His breath smells very sweet, and I lean in and kiss his mouth. I cannot help it. The beautiful alien reciprocates and holds my body close to his, and his wet tongue enters my mouth wilfully.
The intoxication from our chemistry is a very euphoric feeling, and my knees weaken as we kiss…French kiss. His arms move over by body in an intense wanting and embrace.
He sweeps me up in his arms and lays me down on the sofa, as his eyes pierce my body with a passion and intensity I have never felt before.
I am under him now as he moves down and unbuttons my white silky shirt. His tongue moves and is licking my nipples in lust. I feel his equipment harden as it presses against me, and I am extremely turned on as he teases my breasts.
His large fingers slide my lace panties aside, and he lets his fingers enter me. He continues kissing my nipples and breasts, while he pleasures me deep inside.
“Oh, Tulloc,” I say not believing the intensity as he touches and presses all the right places, inside and out.
His large fingers continue pressing inside me, in and out, and I touch his hard cock as I am pleasured to a point of unbelievable ecstasy.
His fingers go inside and then tease my clitoris wildly and with a definite want and purpose. I can’t control my moans as the intensity heightens.
He keeps his fingers inside me as he kisses my lips passionately, I want him to enter me, but I can’t help my orgasm from arriving now.
“Oh, oh, God yes,” I moan in pleasure, as my body explodes from his servicing.
I am completely in awe of what I have felt, as Tulloc wraps his strong arms around me and holds me in tight.
“You are beautiful, Melia and you had a good orgasm I hope,” he says in a genuine tone.
“Yes, you did a great job, that’s the best game of table tennis I ever had!” I say laughing at him and blushing.
As I button up my white shirt, I look into Tulloc’s eyes. They are glowing a deep ocean blue. I can’t help but wonder why they have changed. Does he…
“Tulloc,” I say, “your eyes are deep blue,” I question as I smile at him.
“It means I am in love with you,” he says as he blushes and smiles at me.
“I love you too, Tulloc. Very much,” I say earnestly.
As we move into each other’s space again, we hold tight in our euphoric state. I am in love with an alien, and I don’t care what anyone else thinks of me. He is beautiful and caring, and I am desperately in love.
Tulloc and I make our way to the bridge after getting some food and a coffee. Tulloc has a big glass of cold milk, and I think he is fantastic. He still licked every last bit out with his long tongue. I think it is hilarious. Like a big, green kid he is sometimes.
As we get to the bridge Allen and Rhys are in deep conversation. They seem very serious, and I can’t help but feel amazing about my encounter with Tulloc. I listen intently to them now.
“Yes, I know - but Allen, without the caron drivers it’s impossible to get into the right position,” says Rhys in an argumentative tone.
“Well go and fix them because I want to get home soon. I don’t want to wait a lifetime. There will be an extra three months of travel,” says Allen impatiently.
As Tulloc and I listen in the background, I feel the intensity in the room. The caron drivers are the thrusters that allow light speed and warp speed to work. Without them our manoeuvring ability is compromised. Allen has a lovely wife and three gorgeous children on Earth, so I can understand his need to get home, quickly.
I sit and look at the silence between Rhys and Allen. They seem to be angry and I hate seeing them like that.
I wink at Tulloc, as I go to the kitchen to get pavlova. After all, who can fight after eating pavlova?
I am a little bit head over heels. No actually, a lot! My brain seems to be disconnected from my body. I don’t care if it takes us ages to come home. I have everything I need right here on the ship. Great friends, great food, awesome samples, and a new alien lover!
I cut huge slices of cake and make fresh coffee. Rhys comes in and helps me carry the plates and cups out.
“This will cheer Allen up,” says Rhys smiling at me.
We walk carefully to the coffee table and sofa that is located in the center of the bridge. Allen seems calmer as he eyes off the cake and thanks me.
Tulloc loves pavlova too, and his eyes are still illuminated in blue, which signifies his love for me. He continues to look at me with wanting eyes, and I know his feelings are genuine.
Tulloc, eats the pavlova like a true gentleman. He watches us all use a spoon and copies us to create a bond, both consciously and subconsciously. I love how he wants to fit in with us, and I am so glad he didn’t die from the Darenoid poison in the drone.
God, I couldn’t be happier as I sit with my best friends and my lover, eating pavlova and sipping coffee. Well, Tulloc has a glass of milk, but hey he can’t like everything we like!
“Warning, warning. The cake stores have run out,” says Bob the computer.
We all burst out in laughter as Rhys enters the code to tell Bob we have heard the message. Even the computer thinks our cake is important. It definitely is, and keeps us sane, as we travel through the coldness and vastness of space.
Tulloc helps me clear the dishes and allows me to show him how to make pavlova. We both wear aprons that match. Mine says, “Lost in the Kitchen,” and his says, “Lost in Space!”
As we get through the baking, Tulloc and I kiss and fondle each other like any new lovers would do. We are so happy to spend time together and the feeling is sublime. We talk about our cultural differences, history and his Zorg alien species. We are taken with each other, physically, emotionally and intellectually.
Tulloc looks gorgeous as he places our ready-made pavlova into the cooker, and he senses that I can’t keep my eyes off of him. I still imagine the passion we shared so lustfully in the gym. Oh, God it was so damn good. Table tennis is definitely my favorite game!
“I have a heart.”
Chapter 11
Tulloc
“I love being in love.”
My friends on the ship are very wonderful. My lover Amelia is definitely my best friend. Our encounter in the gym was exciting and very fulfilling. It seems that I am in love, and like the humans, Zorg’s cannot help but be changed by true love.
Every waking moment I think about her, and want to kiss her, but we have not told Rhys or Allen. So, it is hard to act “normally” around her, when they are around us.
Pleasuring Melia was better than Google or YouTube, or anything my mind could have manifested. Every inch of her body moved and jolted as I pleasured her. I found the clitoris and the G-spot, which was very satisfying indeed.
I was going to share my knowledge with Rhys, but Melia said that Rhys would learn those things for
himself. Apparently, humans don’t tell of their encounters, which is unusual. Zorg women tell all the other females in their community about being pleasured. Actually, it is the only time they “sing our praises,” as the humans say. It is expected that the Zorg females share their encounters of a sexual nature.
Sometimes I wonder how humans don’t burst out their sexual encounters to everyone they know. After all, it is a happy and joyous occasion to feel pleasured by another. The Zorg men do not speak about their encounters, because that is done by the females only. The bragging helps us to enjoy many females. Sometimes we can have eight females in a week, or even more.
If I was going to tell Rhys, I would explain to him that the clitoris is located above the vagina, and that it is very sensitive. I would also explain that the breasts like being fondled and caressed. Licking the nipples is very helpful. I can’t explain the feeling of the passion except to say that I feel a chemical bonding that is in human terms called, “euphoric.”
Scientifically, the attraction felt is definitely chemical in nature. This affects the “soul” and “heart” of a being, and makes you need and want them, more and more. It is also true for Zorg’s, but very rare.
Unbelievably, it is hard to understand why Zorg’s don’t want to be in love. Really, the body is mostly used as a means to an end. For the distinctive need for female pleasuring, and for mating purposes.
Actually, this is the first time my eyes have turned blue for love. The kind that sometimes never happens to male or female Zorg’s in their entire lifetime. I have been with over fifty Zorg females, and none of them were for love. They just used me for pleasure, which is the culture on Zunov.
I would love to mate with my Melia for life, and researching the elements of physicality, it seems we can create life together. I don’t exactly know what we would create, but the alien offspring would be loved by us, nevertheless.
I think it would be called a Zuman or a Horg, being a cross between a human and a Zorg. It may be the first of its kind. I will need to discuss it at length with my beautiful Melia. She may not want children, and I am unsure what her needs are for the future.
