Alien Probe (An Erotic Short Story) (2 page)

My heart was still pounding but whether it was from the relief of knowing I wasn’t dead, or the heat from behind that still lingered, I wasn’t sure.

I let out a small whimper.

“I’ll let you relax now,” said Smith.

He reached out one of his bulbous fingers and touched behind my ear. With two presses behind my lobe, I slumped to the table, able to move again.

I rolled over, hugging my hands over my body, which in the circumstances of what just happened seemed rather silly, but I didn’t care. I whimpered again.

“It’s okay,” he said. “You were marvellous. Not at
all like the last one. Do you know, he had the audacity of accusing me of trying to take over the planet? I assured him, of course, that I had no such intentions in mind. I simply wanted fuel for my ship here.” He hit his fist on the wall to emphasise his point. “But I guess humans cannot begin to understand what they are truly capable of. You have such a crude system of using oil to power a vehicle. Oh well, you’ll find out yourselves in another two hundred years.” He grinned and came back over to me, peering at me curiously.

“How often do you do this?” I asked. “Abduct people?”

“Every day. Why I get to meet such wonderful folk some days, and others…” he sighed, “…well, let’s just say sometimes I wish I could use the headache excuse for not touching them.”

I nodded, not quite understanding what he was talking
about.

“So you got enough…um…fuel?”

“Yes, indeed. A whole day. Twenty four hours. 1440 minutes. 86,400 seconds. Well less seconds now, since as we talk I’m losing precious fuel.”

I looked around for my clothes, still trying to hide my body from the alien. “And I can go now?”

“Oh, of course, of course. You are free to go.”

I looked up at the
screen, which still showed us flying through space.

“Oh, that.” He coughed, and hit his fist next to the screen and it flicked off. “That might have been a slight exaggeration, we, well, we, um, we actually didn’t leave anywhere. You only need to walk out the door and you can be on your way.”

I blinked, glancing back from the wall where the screen appeared and back to Smith. “We weren’t flying in outer space? We weren’t about to crash on that planet?”

He smiled sheepishly and shrugged his shoulders.

“You tricked me. You took advantage of me. You LIED to me.”

“It was all in the contract you signed. All of it was it large letters. No trickery on my part.”

“But you said.”

“Oh well, I may have exaggerated that a teeny bit.” He held out two fingers showing a small gap between them. “But the part about the fuel, that was all true. I would have run out if I
hadn’t found you in time. If you hadn’t appeared I’d have to take another cow. They are so heavy. I have such a hard time getting them on the operating table.” He shook his head and made tsk noises with his mouth.

I grimaced and jumped off the table on was on.

“It’s disinfected. No mad cow disease here,” he laughed. “Oh, your clothes are under the table there. See I folded them ever so neatly. Don’t you think?”

I bent down and grabbed them, pulling them on as fast as I could.

“Door’s to your left,” he said, as a panel opened revealing the same field with the row of trees I fainted in. I took one last look back at him, before racing for the door and jumping to the ground.

I was halfway back to the retreat when I saw Jack and Paul staggering in my direction. They hadn’t seen me yet, and looked decidedly drunk, as they had their arms around each other’s necks and swayed as they mumbled incoherently.

I
didn’t want to deal with them now. I didn’t want to deal with anyone at all after what I’d just been through. I still didn’t even know what I’d just been through. Maybe I’d been slipped some sort of drug that made you hallucinate? As if to answer, my ass began to throb. Whatever really happened, there was no question I’d been probed or played with or, whatever kind of ass fucking that was.

I gulped, not even wanting to admit to myself what had really happened, and it
wasn’t like I could tell anyone. Who would believe me?

“Penny
!” yelled Paul. “Penny, come and give me a big kiss, ya’ geek. I’ll even slip ya’ some tongue.”

Jack began to sing, “Penny sucked my dick, she choked
cause it’s so thick, then I shoved it up her, she loved it more than supper.”

They looked between each other and started to laugh hysterically.

I turned and walked in the opposite direction. If I could veer back toward the tree’s and then lose them, I might be able to make it back to my room before they saw me again. Not that I really thought they’d try anything stupid with me, but when they were drunk like this, it wasn’t worth the risk.

I walked briskly back to the cover of the trees. The spaceship, or whatever it was, was still there, not having left yet. Smith better
hurry up and get out of here, if he didn’t want these two goons finding the ship.

I turned back to see how far behind me they were.

They had split up and were calling for me, but neither of them had seen where I had gone. But I couldn’t stay here. I’d need somewhere else to hide very soon.

Jack looked around and then stumbled forward. He looked up. “There you are, pretty Penny. Come and give me a kiss? I won’t hurt
ya.”

Paul looked in the direction that Jack
was headed for, and saw me too. I slunk back into the trees. There was no way I’d be able to pass them now, even if I tried to make a break for it.

I turned quickly, running toward the ship, and knocked on the side.

“Smith, let me in. I need to hide.”

The door to the shop opened and Smith looked surprised to see me, but ushered me in.

“Can I stay here, just for a few
minutes. Two guys that I work with are out there, and they are looking for me, and…Oh crap, they are headed this way, they might see us.”

“We can’t have that, can we?” said Smith. He opened a panel in the wall and pressed a button.
“Won’t find us now. Invisibility. Clever isn’t it. It’s not as good as my brother Brw88*2r!n, or Brown as we usually call him. His whole translucency is based on a very complicated algorithm. But I’ll find it out one day.” He shook his fist at the ceiling.

I looked up. How many brothers did this little alien have? “But what if they walk into the side of the ship? They’ll know it’s here then.”

He pressed another button. “Levitation. They’ll walk right under us. Now my levitation, that is way better than Brown’s.” He grinned looking very pleased with himself. “So, how long are you planning on staying? I’ve got to scout locations for my next juice up. I’ve heard Tahiti is nice this time of year. I might even get a whole week’s worth of fuel from those beach goers.”

“Just until they pass.
Twenty minutes?”

“No. I
don’t think that’s possible. Three minutes. I can spare three.”

“But that’s not enough time.
They’ll find me and while they probably wouldn’t do anything untoward to me, I can’t risk it. Please…”

“What are we going to do for twenty minutes, though? I don’t have any earth entertainment on board.”

“We could talk?”

“I’m hardly a brilliant conversationalist.”

I grinned. “You’re better than you think. And probably far wittier than most human men I know.”

A deeper shade of grey appeared on Smith’s cheeks.
“All right. Twenty minutes. You want to make more fuel for my ship?”

“You want to probe me again? No.
No way.”

“There are plenty of other
ways of getting you to orgasm. We don’t have to do the anal probing.” He sighed. “But that would be going off protocol. I really don’t like going off protocol. You are lovely though.”

“You have a protocol on the probing thing?”

“Yes.” He smiled and opened another panel on the wall bringing out a thick book.

I flicked through the pages, shocked (and a little aroused), at the number of different positions and implements that
were being placed in various peoples rears. One of them looked like a plastic bunny rabbit.

“The ears wiggle,” said Smith. “It’s very popular.”

I closed the book, knowing my cheeks were burning. “Oh my.”

“But if you want, I could go into the forbidden closet. It has things for other parts. I only use them on very special people. Would you like to see them?”

I did. Didn’t I?

I rubbed my glasses on my t-shirt, and pushed them back up my nose, as I stared into Smith’s forbidden shelf. There were a few toys that you’d expect to see in an everyday adult store, although nothing overly shocking. I was disappointed. When he’d said this was the forbidden closet I’d pictured something far more salacious.

I picked up an ordinary looking dildo that flopped over, flaccid and wrinkled. It looked like it
hadn’t been used in years. I could see why. There was nothing enticing or erotic about it at all.

I turned to Smith who shuddered. “Scary
looking isn’t it. All pink. Pink! I don’t know why anyone would want something like that in themselves. But some people have, ahem, strange tastes.”

“Has anyone ever used it?”

“Well, no. I don’t show this closet to many people. I don’t want them to think I’m strange. That’s why you have to stick to protocol. Anus. Implements. Pleasure. It’s very simple.”

I put the dildo back on the shelf and picked up a vibrating ring. “What does this do?”

He held it up into the light. “Vibrates. You put it on your finger I think. Like a ring. I tried it once. It made my hand go numb.”

For someone who knew a lot about anal probing, Smith knew nothing about regular adult toys. “I’m not sure it’s for your finger,” I said. “It’s a cock ring. You put it on
your…” I looked down. Smith had no visible genitalia. No little alien penis. Nothing between his legs. I wondered how his species procreated.

“Yes? Where do you put
it?”

“Human’s put it on their…things…their…penises.”

“Oh,” he said. “Oh, I see.”

“It helps them stay hard, I think. And the vibrations are supposed to hit the woman’s clitoris when he thrusts deeply inside her.”

Smith wrinkled his brow. “What’s a clitoris?”

Oh boy.

I looked up at the clock and then back at Smith. “For someone who knows a lot about orgasm, and needs it for powering a ship, you don’t know much about it.”

He looked offended. “I can make anyone climax,” he said. “You enjoyed yourself, didn’t you?”

I blushed as I nodded. “Yes, but clitoral stimulation for a woman, can be, well, just as pleasurable.”

“Show me,” he said. “Although I hardly think it would be worth changing protocol now.”

I hesitated and looked over at the table. Well, there was no use being shy now. He’d already seen me naked, climaxing on his table, with weird stuff up my ass. What could a little biology lesson hurt between species?

I took my clothes off and got up onto the table. The stainless steel was cold against my ass making me squirm a little.

I spread my legs wide, and positioned myself so I could stay upright. I reached down between my legs and pulled my pussy lips apart at the top, revealing my small nub of pleasure.

“See that little ball like piece of flesh? Well, that’s my clit. It’s full of nerve endings and even the tiniest touch can send shivers of delight through your whole body.”

Smith leaned in closer, peering intently to where I was indicating. He looked up at me and blinked those big dark eyes at me. “Can I touch it?”

I nodded.

He reached one of his long spindly fingers toward me. The round bulbous pad on the end of his hand was inches away from my clit and I bit my lip as he moved closer. “Be gentle,” I said.

The end of his long finger barely touched me, gently grazing against me. I gasped. He pulled away quickly. “Did I hurt you?”

“No, no, it felt really good. Try again.”

He moved his hand closer to me again. The round pad touching me once before pulling away again. He looked up at me and then returned his hand there, holding it still. His finger was rough and firmer than I expected it to be. Each tiny bump grazed against me.

“Now move it
gently” I said. “Small circles, round and round.”

He complied and began to move his finger in a circular motion. My nub was hardening under his touch and I was getting wet again. The warmth between my legs had arrived fast and I could feel my heart flutter faster. “That’s it,” I said. “That’s perfect.”

I closed my eyes, inching my body closer to his hand as he continued to caress my clit. The smoothness of his rubbing and the roughness on his finger was better than I imagined. I could easily come this way, even though I craved someone or something inside of me at the same time. Perhaps I could suggest the dildo.

I groaned as he continued to massage my now throbbing nub.

Without warning, he placed something inside me, something long and rough. I looked down. He was smiling. “I improvised,” he said. He had placed two fingers from his other hand inside me and was gliding them in and out. Oh. God. Yes.

Those long fingers reached high inside of me, and I could feel every moment of the ends of his fingers as they teased me.

“There’s a spot…” I said breathlessly, “A spot called the G…” I couldn’t talk.

“On it,” he said. He knew exactly where to touch me, with one finger still deep and long inside, he moved the other finger to the sensitive spot at the top of the wall inside of me. The roughness of the pad of his finger was overwhelming and I
wasn’t sure I’d be able to hold myself up any longer. All I wanted to do was lie back and ride this exquisite feeling.

So
I did. I lay back on the table, groaning with pleasure. I used my hands to pull apart my knees so I was even more open to him.

His alien fingers explored every inch of me and I
loved every second of it. I had no care that it was urgent this time, in fact, I didn’t want it to be over, I wanted it to last for as long as possible.

My whole body tingled as his fingers played with my clit, his others, thrusting inside of me. In, out, wiggle against the g-spot. Fuck this was good.
No wonder some women enjoyed sex so much. If only guys I’d met had been so amazing, I might still be with one.

“I have an idea,” said Smith as he pulled away from me. “I’ve never done this before, and it could get me into a lot of trouble.”

As his fingers left my body, I cried out and grabbed for him. “No, don’t stop, touch me again.”

He unzipped what I thought was his skin, but turned out to be a suit. It dropped to the floor.

“I hope you don’t think I’m too ugly,” he said as he stood in front of me, now very obviously naked. “I’m naturally only twenty shades of grey, not fifty. I didn’t want to deceive you again.”

I
wasn’t starting at his body. I was staring at his member. It was long. Long and thick and grey. I’d never seen anything so large. For such a small alien, I couldn’t imagine how he’d hidden it away in the suit he’d been wearing.

“You have a penis?”

“Of course! How do you think we make alien babies? Although our women don’t have interesting vagina’s like you. We procreate in the ass.”

I guess
that’s why they were so obsessed with probing.

I was still fascinated with
its size and I reached down to touch it. It was smooth and slippery. “That’s too big to fit inside me,” I said.

“You don’t want to try?”

I was still as horny as anything from him touching me. “I’m not sure.”

He got up on the table with me, positioning me on my back, with him above me. My knees
were tucked close to my chest and he used his spindly fingers to spread my pussy, which was throbbing for release.

He touched the end of his enormous grey cock against my opening. There was no way it was going to fit inside me. It was too large, too long. His fingers fluttered down to my clit again, the sensations of pleasure immediately returning. He was rubbing the end of his cock against me, teasing open my pussy lips with the head.

I spread my legs a little wider, bracing myself for the impact.

Bam.

He thrust himself inside me, stretching me. My pussy was hungry for him, accommodating every inch of him. I cried out as he propelled himself forward, his tiny hips furiously moving in and out. I could hardly breathe.

His fingers continued to play with my clit, which was pulsating now.

I couldn’t speak. My voice became nothing more than a low groan. His massive cock slammed against the end of me inside. I was limp. I was trembling. I was delirious.

“You
ain’t seen nothing yet,” he said.

I
didn’t think it was possible but he increased his pace. He was pumping into me faster than a piston, and I was his doll to play with.

My whole body was alive with sensations, and I was about to come. I was about to have a massive orgasm as Smith slammed into me,
over and over with his huge alien cock. His cock that felt amazing.

I began to quiver and then shudder. I cried out. Oh, did I cry out.

My body exploded and spasmed with the force of the intense orgasm. He didn’t stop. If anything, he rode me harder and faster. He was going to milk my orgasm for as long as he could.

I was shaking with climax for longer than I had ever done before. I
can’t even tell you how long, except that when he finally pulled out, I felt like I had run three world marathons in a row. Feeling spent and wracked, doesn’t even begin to explain it.

“How did I do?” asked Smith.

I couldn’t answer him. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t wipe the grin off my face. He touched me and I quivered again.

“You were right. Clitoral and vaginal orgasms are much more intense. Look. I got enough fuel for three days. Imagine that,” he said.

I tried to nod, but all I wanted to do was lay on the cool stainless steel bench until my strength returned.

I turned my head. He was still hard.
Still huge. I swallowed.

“Yes, I know.
Not quite as good as your human men. But I do the best I can.”

I tried to shake my head and explain that he was far superior at lovemaking than any human man
I’d been with, but I was still exhausted.

“Do you mind if I have a taste?
To remember you by?”

I blinked once for yes.

He opened his mouth and let out a long thin tongue with ridges on them. I moaned again just seeing it.

He wiggled it as it came closer to me, and my legs spread of their own accord, wanting more.

He slid his tongue deep inside me, drinking my juices.

Desire and warmth began to build again. I
didn’t think I had the energy, but my body had other ideas. His tongue lapped and suckled me, drinking my nourishment.

I was still tingling from the last orgasm when I began to buck again. He pulled my hips to his mouth, sucking and drinking deeply as I came on his lips.

“Delicious,” he said. “Just as I thought you would be.” He glanced up at the clock. “Well, it’s been quite a bit longer than twenty minutes. Are you ready to leave now?”

I couldn’t leave. Maybe I could stay here forever. I could be his fuel. I wanted to be his fuel.

It took all my strength to sit up. “I don’t want to go.”

He looked surprised. “But everyone wants to go. No one ever wants to stay with me.”

“But the things you can do.
The way you make me feel. It was…incredible.”

He looked at me thoughtfully, and scratched his chin
like he was contemplating it. “It’s a very tempting offer. But I must decline. I can’t get involved personally with any one human. I have so many more to explore.”

I was disappointed.

“Maybe I could come by this way again?” he asked.

“Yes, please do. Come by as often as you like.”

He hit the side and peered out of the window. “Looks like your friends have gone.”

I sighed.

“I really must be on my way,” he said.

I got up off the table and kissed him on the forehead. “Thank you, Smith. Thank you for everything.”

He smiled. “My pleasure. As always.”

I got dressed and he pushed a button to land the ship from
its levitating position, and then opened the door for me. “I’ll never forget you,” I said. And I meant it. How could anyone live up to that in my life now? I couldn’t see how it would be possible. Could I even enjoy myself with someone regular sized?

I walked out warily, but my colleagues were nowhere to
be seen.

I turned to say goodbye, but he must have had the invisibility still on, because I
couldn’t see the ship anymore.

I smiled to myself as I giddily walked back to my room.

This was one office retreat that I’d definitely never forget. Ever.