So, this creature was what Marlene felt brushing against her foot. This
creature obviously arrived to Earth in that peculiar meteor shower. And this creature, this subucni, now
wants her sexually. Why? Marlene, while not much of a science fiction fan, had
heard of wild tales of alien life forms seeking human mates. But it is, after
all, the stuff of people's fantastical imagination, people who have nothing
better to do than make up incredible stories. Maybe it has something to do with
dealing with their own sexual repression. Perhaps, she thought with a shudder,
this obvious figment of her imagination was her own sexual hang-ups coming back
to haunt her.
Granted, Marlene never had time for a close relationship with a
man. She lived for her career; relationships and all they entail (sex included)
just got in the way of her life's ambitions. It was work, work, work, and even
her own father kept needling her with his weekly litany of, "When are you going
to settle down and get married?"
Well, it did seem that Daddy might get his wish, but the present situation was not what Marlene had in mind.
Marlene Prentice, tough-minded media honcho, independent superwoman, paired with a...reptilian, wormlike creature from another world. It boggled her mind that she would ever imagine such a thing. Yes, it's the meds working on me. I should've never mixed Valium with alcohol and painkillers... She blinked, shut her eyes tightly, hoping to jar her mind and rationale back to reality. If she opened her eyes, this creature would be gone, just like that. Everything would return to normal and she could finally get some much needed sleep. No such luck, because when she opened her eyes it was still there, on the bed, coiled at her feet. Tell me this isn't happening! I can't be experiencing this! She watched in horror as the creature slithered across the foot of bed, coiling its way around the bedpost. It looked at her, saying nothing.
Marlene, much to her own shock, studied this creature – this subucni, taking in its every slinky move, its sinuous form. OK, it did look like, but not completely like, a giant worm, but it had scales, not at all slimy, more like a legless lizard. Even in the dim bedroom light she could tell the subucni's body had a subtle sheen, black with a bluish tint at the tail. There were legs, it one could call them legs, more like tiny flippers with claws if anything. The face was rather attractive, for a lizard-like creature, sharply featured with almond-shaped golden eyes hooded by shiny onyx lids and a wide mouth full of perfect silvery teeth. It flickered its extraordinarily long pink tongue and smiled at her. Smiling? More like lascivious leering, a dirty old lecher looking for a fresh young female conquest. It hissed out at her, licking its chops. Marlene wondered if it would wriggle back in her vagina again. In a way, she wished it did, because this little alien beast gave her the best sexually satisfying experience. Far better than the paltry assortment of men she so infrequently took to her bed.
The creature spoke sultrily, "Dear human, where are my manners?
I haven't asked your name."
Marlene stared at the little beast, replying
hesitatingly, "My name is Marlene Prentice. You can call me Marlie."
The creature smiled, showing its neat row of perfect silver teeth. It flickered its tongue again, wriggled its tail in anticipation of the pleasure yet to come. "Pleased to meet you, Marlie, and as I said, I am called Lahon. And yes, I am male, a very wanton and insatiable male..."
Marlie nodded, not knowing what to make of this odd encounter. She wanted to ask him about his world, and why he chose her above all other Earth women. Surely there are many hot to trot ladies who would be more than accommodating of this slinky alien. So she asked just that. Lahon replied, "Why, it's quite simple, really. I choose a human mate who proves to be quite the challenge. As you said, I could have chosen more...as you put it...easy human females, but you..."
In need of physical contact, he stretched toward
Marlene, extended his long tongue and gently licked her cheek. Lahon moaned with
lust then uncoiled himself from the post, slithering up the bed and up the
length of Marlene's body. He then coiled around her, exploring her every curve
as if assessing her.
"Yesssss," he hissed, his breathing labored, his sinuous
writhing more pronounced as if performing a seductive dance to get Marlie in the
mood. "You are quite beautiful. Nice curves, plump breasts, wide hips, narrow
waist. Long legs...Hmmm...But inside you are tormented. I shall take care of
that..."
Not exactly recoiling from Lahon's touch, Marlie shuddered, scooted back on the pillows, then said, "What do you mean I'm 'tormented inside'? And what will you take care of?"
Lahon grinned and laughed lecherously then
slithered over Marlie's legs, hungrily licking and caressing the inside of her
thighs.
"You are alone, no? Because of your drive and ambition, no human male
will come near you. But I shall remedy that. From this night onward, you shall
have no other lover but me. Well, after what you've experienced earlier, that
will pale in comparison to what I have in store for you now. You will want no
human male after..."
He wriggled his long sinuous body in a steady rhythm. This was a deliberate move to arouse Marlie's passions. Obviously this Earth woman is oddly turned on by Lahon's wormish-reptilian form, so he made good use of his sexy moves. And she was, at the same time, repulsed, frightened, and curiously fascinated with this creature. Never would Marlie imagine herself attracted to this little monster, who, at this moment, seemed to enlarge itself. Yes, Lahon did look bigger than earlier, and he was growing larger. Raising his body, his face coming up to meet that of Marlene's, Lahon groaned in heat, his body still writhing and squirming with renewed sexual vigor and lust.
"I must assume my normal size, Marlene. When I initially seduce a human female, I shrink myself then burrow into her depths, as I did this evening. However..."
He
paused momentarily. His golden eyes glowed ethereally, giving off sparks of gilt
light. Then he continued, "I shall take you thus. Remove your raiment."
Marlene,
feeling as if enchanted by Lahon's seductiveness, removed her old cotton
nightshirt, exposing her beautiful nude body. She did have a marvelous figure
but chose to hide it under severe business attire. Never did she dress sexily,
not even frilly underwear. To her, dressing up in lacy, satiny feminine lingerie
was a waste of time and money. Besides, it was not in her nature to do so. Sure,
other women loved to wear daring clothes – tight jeans and dresses, boots,
clinging low-cut tops, slit skirts – but such finery was not for her.
Marlie shivered with awesome, fearful anticipation as the room instantly became engulfed in golden light. With a mighty roar, a whooping cry of triumph, Lahon enlarged himself to his normal size. Almost twice as tall as the average man, he appeared, to a strangely transfixed Marlene, more beautiful with his long midnight blue body weaving suggestively toward her. He laughed again, that deep, echoing, seductive sound that sent shivers of desire through Marlene. Why was she feeling this way? Why did she find this creature, something that any normal woman would deem repulsive, the most erotically beautiful, most desirable being she had ever seen? Perhaps it is time for her to discard the repression she imposed upon herself, to explore her sexuality without shame, without strings attached, without enduring a man's whining and childishness. In a husky voice full of desire, Marlene, reclining on the bed, her arms stretched above her head, said, "Lahon, whatever you must do to me...Do it! Make me feel and experience what I've been missing."
She squirmed her body suggestively at him, further inflaming Lahon's passions. He laughed again then, in his native language, called out, "Tie her down!"
Within seconds four smaller wormlike
creatures appeared out of nowhere. They immediately strapped around Marlene's
wrists and ankles, fastening her spread-eagle on the bed. She yelped, bucked,
wriggled, and cried, "What are you doing? Why? I didn't ask for this!"
"Relax,
my little conquest," Lahon said, approaching closer and flickering his long
tongue. That tongue caressingly licked the length of Marlie's body, causing her
to quiver with delight. "I shall take you like this. It is always this way the
first time."
That said, Lahon heaved his body on top of Marlene, almost crushing
the woman under his tremendous weight. Amazingly, despite the monster's
heaviness, she began to buck under him, enjoying his every caress and sensation
of his serpentine writhing over her body. His skin was smooth, like slinky
silken satin. With his tongue in her ear, he hissed, "Marlene, you are so
beautiful. Tell me you love me."
Marlie, enthralled with the monster's potent
bedroom prowess, replied, "Oh my God, I do love you, I love what you're doing to
me."
She tugged at the worm-ropes but the creatures pulled tighter, holding her
fast. "Can't you call off your friends? I want to hold you, embrace you, feel
your body, stroke your silky skin."
"No," came the terse reply. Lahon continued
to caress Marlene's body, the tongue probing every inch, every cavity, every
orifice. The sensation of the creature's tongue in her mouth made Marlene buck
and writhe under her captor. She moaned low in her throat and rubbed her pelvis
against his.
...That is if he has a pelvis I can feel...
Then she felt it, the unmistakable bulge of a massive erection. Catching a quick glance, and being tied down this way made looking down difficult, she surmised Lahon's tumid penis had to be the biggest thing she'd ever seen. Extremely enormous, hard, with hundreds of tiny rounded barbs on the tip, the swollen member quivered in anticipation as it found its target. Marlene speculated how she could ever accommodate Lahon's gargantuan penis. Surely, if he tends to be rough with her, he could cause irreparable injury, tearing those delicate vaginal tissues, perhaps maiming her womb as well. But her fears proved to be unfounded as she steeled herself for the inevitable. Without hesitation, Lahon plunged into Marlie, ramming himself deep inside, thrusting savagely, roughly. His tongue licked her hungrily, his movements insistent, direct, demanding. "Am I pleasing you, Marlie?," he hissed as his massive sinuous body totally covered hers. He moaned with delight, digging deeper and deeper.
"Oooh, yessss," Marlene moaned, wanting to embrace this monster who was screwing her to heights unknown. She bucked under him rhythmically relishing the way his penis filled her. Now, those tiny barbs on the tip – He would later explain the Echyerlians were built for pleasure – stroked her swollen, wet walls with a vigor unmatched by the most skillful human lover. Much like a vibrator, Lahon's barbed penis surged forth, twitching and dancing within Marlie, making her scream and whimper with heightened desire. The bards caressed, albeit a bit roughly, the most tender, sensitive parts of Marlie's vagina. She never had a good vaginal orgasm before, and this time she knew it was coming.
"Oh God!," she cried aloud, "Lahon, you are wonderful! Oooh, don't stop, don't stop!"
He obliged by thrusting even deeper until the tip touched her womb opening. Marlene responded with a violent wheeling of her hips, sledged her crotch up at him like a common whore, her own tongue greedily caressing the beast's silky smooth skin. God, she thought with frustration, I wish those worm guys would let me go. I want to hold this monster, feel that sexy slinky body in my arms, push him deeper inside...
And that's what happened next. In an instant, Lahon's minions vanished into thin air, freeing Marlene's legs and arms. Ah, at last, she could give back all this wonderful love Lahon was making. Bucking and writhing wildly under him, she clamped her legs around the monster's scaly body. She wrapped her arms around him as best she could; he was that big, and her arms couldn't totally encircle him. Some underlying instinct kicked in as she stroked her hands all over, delighting in Lahon's buttery smooth hide, loving the way his serpentine body wriggled oh so sensually over hers. She especially loved his voice, his laugh, a deadly seductive sexy baritone that could sweet talk the most frigid of women into giving up all her reserve, making her scream and beg for more.
"Mmm," she
whispered, "I love you so, Lahon. Don't ever leave me..."
"I shall never leave
you, Marlene, for you are mine forever, and only mine."
The thrusting became more rapid, more pronounced as Lahon, on the verge of orgasm, urged Marlie onwards with his sultry words and slinky body movements. She felt it, that unwitting, never-ending spiral of climax deep within. Lahon's penis swelled and twitched, announcing his pending orgasm. The monster moaned wildly, a deep primeval roar that turned on Marlie so much, she jerked her body and arched her back, bringing her pelvis up to meet him. She thrust back with vigor, her tongue tangling with his. Her nails and hands raked the beast's smooth glistening body, her thighs flexed and contracted against his relentless pounding. Marlene amazed herself. She was always the woman in control of her life, never allowing anything or anyone to distract from her ambitions. Marlene knew what the men she worked with called her behind her back: Bitch, troublemaker, ball-buster, Ms. Ironpants, Marlene the Mangler. Well, look at me now, you pigs! Look at me making it with an alien monster, a creature from...What was the name of the planet? And he's not even human! He's giving me pleasure I've never known, never had time to experience. Oh God, how to explain this to Daddy!
Thinking of the spectacle if those shit-brained men and her own father should happen to walk in this otherworldly lovemaking session, Marlene, on the verge of orgasm, lost it. Marlene Prentice suddenly changed the moment the beast from Echyrel entered her body. Lahon's barbed penis quivered and convulsed, rubbing against her already fuck-weary vaginal walls. The sensation sent Marlie into a writhing, twitching fit of climax. She slammed her pelvis into his, wriggled with him, screamed his name over and over, moaned and sang her enjoyment and gratitude. She kissed the monster's face repeatedly, hungrily, her tongue leaving its mark all over his body. Her legs clamped even tighter around him, squeezing that serpentine, wormlike body as if extracting every ounce of his seed.
Lahon, in the throes of orgasm, squirmed and snaked his body, totally delighted with Marlie's fiery responses. Perhaps this uptight little Earth lady has learned to let loose.
Nipping
Marlene's neck and growling his pleasure, Lahon made a few final thrusts, a
series of lusciously sensual wriggles of his slender skink-like hips as the
precious seed exploded inside Marlene.
Marlene thrashed about wildly on the bed,
moaned and whimpered as Lahon's semen saturated her vaginal walls. Now, both
spent, they lay on the bed – Lahon still on top of Marlie, she still embracing
his lusciously smooth serpentine body.
Panting and groaning with satisfaction,
she said finally, "Oh, that was so wonderful, so utterly fantastic. Where did
you learn to satisfy a woman like that?"
Lahon smiled, gently licking his
lover's neck and shoulders, saying, "There will be time for explanations later,
my pretty pet. Now is time for sleep."
His mouth covered hers, allowing her to
kiss him deeply. He breathed into her, filling her with a warm, sweetly scented
fragrance. Soon Marlene drifted off to sleep. Tonight she came alive; tomorrow
was the beginning of her new life with the creature from Echyerl.
"Just don't leave me, Lahon," she murmured, still clutching him lovingly. "Don't ever leave me..."
°°°°°°
If you leave me now, you'll take away the biggest part of me...Oooh, don't baby, please don't go...
The phone rang and rang. From the radio
wafted out one of her favorite 1970's love songs. Marlene, annoyed with the
disturbance, just pulled the covers over her head, mumbling, "Oh, please hang
up. I don't want to get up...Shut up! Quit ringing!"
She rolled over, reached out, turning off the ringer and flicked on the answering machine. Smiling to herself, Marlie drifted back to sleep, whispering, "Sorry, Lahon. I didn't mean for that to disturb your sleep. Want me to fix breakfast for you? What do Echyerlians eat anyway?"
No reply from her alien paramour. Not fifteen minutes passed when the answering machine kicked in. In her drowsy state, Marlene forgot to turn off the message alert. From the box, a familiar voice called out frantically, "Marlene, this is Janet. Where are you? You missed your meeting with Angela Taylor. Call me the moment you get a chance. It's after 10."
Marlene, upon hearing her administrative assistant's message, bolted upright, forcing herself awake. After 10? How could I have not hear the alarm? She glanced about and saw that she was still in the guest bedroom, still wore her old ratty nightshirt, the comforter neatly spread over her. She glanced about. No Lahon. None of his wormy minions which strapped her down the night before. No sign of last night's intense lovemaking with an extraterrestrial. Perhaps it was a dream, she thought, dialing the office. But it seemed so real. I actually felt that creature inside me, making the most wonderful love to me. It was the best sex I ever had, and it had to be a dream.
"Hello, Janet? It's me. I'm sorry I missed the meeting...Wasn't feeling too good last night. What? Oh, that's better...She'll meet me for lunch? Where? OK, give me about an hour to shower and dress then I'll be on my way. Thanks!"
When Marlene endeavored to rise from the bed, she felt weak, drained. Between her thighs an unaccustomed soreness made it a bit difficult for her to stand, let alone walk. Her entire body ached and throbbed. Oh well, it had to be that dream...Must've tossed and turned all night long. Within twenty minutes, Marlie showered, dressed, and made it to the garage. When she got in the car, she noticed something unusual: a single silver pink rose neatly tucked in the windshield wiper. Plucking that rose, Marlene wondered if the creature who called himself Lahon really existed. Nah! Must've been the guy across the street; I think he likes me. But how did he gain access to my garage? Oh yeah, I forgot to lock it last night...
°°°°°°
She waited in the hotel lobby after announcing her arrival to the desk clerk. Taking advantage of the quiet time, Marlene got out her laptop and composed a few letters. With a sigh, she typed endlessly, effortlessly, but she really couldn't concentrate. He was on her mind, though Marlie still insisted it was all a vivid dream. However, that dream awoke deep inside something that Marlie buried long ago. Perhaps it was a sign of new beginnings...
"Ms. Prentice?," called out a voice. It was the hotel gopher. "Sorry for the
delay, but Ms. Taylor says to come on up. It's Suite #9076."
"Thanks so much," she replied graciously, shocked at the pronounced Midwestern
drawl escaping from her lips. She suppressed that accent long ago, thinking
'talking funny' would not open doors of opportunities for her. The elevator
whisked her to the ninth floor in record time. Stepping out, Marlene had no
difficulty finding the suite. Knocking softly, she called out, "Ms. Taylor, it's
Marlene Prentice."
The door creaked open, but no one was behind it. With a shudder, Marlie cautiously entered the room. Very luxurious and well appointed, this suite, with its spectacular view of the downtown skyline and river. Marlene sauntered into the room, calling out again, "Ms. Taylor? Are you there?"
The door slammed shut. An eerie laugh – deep, sensually resonant – filled the room. She heard that laughter before, when that curious little creature wriggled out of her vagina last night. But it was a dream! It didn't happen for real!
"Marlene," the voice called out seductively, "Are you ready for Lesson #2?"
"Wait a minute," Marlie replied, "You can't be real. Where is Angela Taylor, and
what have you done with her?"
The creature slinked out from the shadows into the brilliantly illuminated room. It still eyed Marlene with a vicious sexual hunger, baring its perfect silver teeth. Still chuckling sexily, Lahon replied, "Ah, my dear Marlie. There is no Angela, no client. This is my way of meeting with you again. As I said last night, you are mine forever...Mine alone. Now, shall we begin?"
Marlene Prentice, whose life up until now had been a mere preface, instantly melted, walked up to Lahon and planted a tender kiss to his fearsome snout. She stroked the beast's smooth midnight blue skin, saying in a voice husky with desire, "I quit my job. Yessss...wrote and sent a letter of resignation just a few minutes ago. I am free, Lahon, and I have you to thank."
She gently licked his face, her hands exploring his every wriggly, slithery
inch. "Now, my master, I shall treat you to we on Earth call a striptease..."
NOTE: This is the first of a three-part arc. Book II is ready. Book III will follow shortly.
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