Route 66

Sal

Sal hung on to Ronnie's ass for dear life as she spun over the edge, crying out and bucking her hips wildly against his cock. Witnessing her orgasm and feeling her fingers touching his cock and her pussy as they fucked pushed him over the edge and he rammed completely into her as he exploded. He felt the semen rip up his shaft, spurt after spurt spraying inside her. It coated his cock with each thrust, lubricating them even more as he continued to ejaculate. He gripped her nipples hard, squeezing them in response to her cries. Even as his spasms faded he kept thrusting, it just felt so damn good. She lay panting against the headboard, and he reached under her stomach and pulled her onto him so she was sitting, her back against his chest. He cupped her breasts, softly rolling the tender nipples as he slowly continued thrusting, his erection softening but reluctant to leave her warm confines. He ran his lips over her back and slipped a hand over her hips to touch her pussy. Her fingers were still there, and they interlocked as both explored the slippery feel of his cock sliding slowly in and out of her soaked sex.

Finally, the last of his throbs faded. They both collapsed on the bed as he slipped out of her. He brushed the sweat-soaked hair out of her eyes and said, "God, I could use a drink. You?" She half-laughed in reply, and he said, "Let's bring'em into the shower." He took her hand and they both staggered down the hall to the bathroom.
 
My head was spinning and my body was still tingling long after both of us climaxed. Leaning against Sal, I sighed and let my body relax fully, basking in the afterglow.

At his suggestion of a drink and a shower, I couldn't resist. The bathroom was just as spectacular as everything else in the penthouse. I stood transfixed in the middle of the room, just staring, as Sal fixed us a drink and tried to put mine in my hand. I finally held onto it, still awed. Sal's arm reached around my waist pulling me towards him, and my reverie was broken. Looking up at him, he raised his glass and clinked it against mine.

"Here's to new friends?"

I smiled and clinked my glass against his.

"Yes, most certainly!"

We set the drinks down and moved into the shower. The huge walk in shower easily could have accommodated 4 or more people - it was massive! Sal handed me some soap, we began to run soap over each other's bodies. Feeling every contour of him, knowing he was doing the same to me. It didn't take long before I could feel my body reacting to him and could see his reaction to me.

Smiling up at him, kissing him softly, I slowly made my way down to my knees, my hands sliding along his thighs until his cock stood proudly against my face. Rubbing my face around it, enjoying it's feel, I felt Sal move and rest his hands against the walls of the shower, and heard his sharp intake of breath. Licking the underside of the shaft, I bring my lips up the head, and circling the head, slowly take the head between my lips. Sucking gently, stroking the base, I look up at him, looking into his eyes. As my mouth makes its way further down the shaft, my hand cups his balls, squeezing, until I feel his hips move against my mouth. I begin to move my head back and forth, sucking harder and harder. I feel one of his hands behind my head, as his hips begin to move faster and faster, until he is fucking my face. My hands and nails claw at his ass, drawing him into me, until I realize he has reached the point of no return. His grunts from about are quickly followed by the taste of his cum on my tongue, and I swallow as fast as I can.

Licking his cock gently, feeling it softly slowly, I feel his hands reach for me, pulling me up. His lips on my neck, my ear lobes, my shoulders, as he slowly turns me around, my back against him. He adjusts the water spray so that it is aimed directly at my pussy, then lowers his arms so that his hands can easily spread open my lips, exposing my clit to the pounding water. I raise my arms and wrap them around his neck, as I absorb all the pleasure of the water. Before long, I realize that the throbbing of the water against my already sensitive clit, is beginning to cause a tenseness to develop within me. I try to move, but Sal's hands hold me firm. I feel exposed, opened, and that just enhances the thrill. I feel the orgasm building, until it is inevitable and I feel as though my pussy explodes with release. I cling to Sal's neck, my body tense and moving at the same time, feeling his lips against my shoulder. My body shudders and quakes, and I feel as though my legs shall give out. Somehow I stay standing.

Spent, exhausted, I lean against Sal, smiling, as his hands run once more over my body. Kissing my earlobe, I hear him whisper...

"You stay in here as long as you wish, but I'm going to bring you something to wear, since your dress got, ah, a bit torn."

And with that he left. I enjoyed the shower, thoroughly luxuriating and feeling totally alive. When I got out, and dried off with a towel, I saw the dress - sky blue, form-fitting, dress made of the most beautiful silk fabric I had ever seen. Matching shoes were also awaiting me. I quickly dressed, the feel of the silk against my skin pure heaven. I noticed an envelope sitting on the counter and picked it up. "Ronnie" was all that was on the front. I opened it to find more money than I had ever seen in one place, and a short note:

Ronnie: Thank you for an evening I shall not long forget. I would like to ask you to stay here with me, but a promise is a promise, and I know that I must return you. You were wonderful, and you always have a place here, should you choose to come back.
Sal

I smiled at the memory, and snatched up the envelope and ran to the bedroom, but Sal wasn't there. I hurried out to the main room, but saw only Shea.

"Where is Sal?"

"He left a few minutes ago, said he had business to take care of. Said you had the other part of the deal."

"Yes, I guess I do."

I handed the envelope to Shea, a twinge of sadness that I didn't have the chance to say good-bye in person.

"Good, it's all here, just as he promised. C'mon, let's blow this place."

Shea started to walk towards the elevator doors, then stopped when he realized that I wasn't following him.

"Ronnie? You comin'?"

I look at Shea with a smile, and rush to him.

"Yes, of course I am."

"You OK? What happened in there? No. No, I don't want to know."

"Say, Shea? What happened to Sasha? I don't see her."

"Don't ask, let's just go."

I followed Shea downstairs and out of the casino to the "Virgin". He was upset, that much I knew. But would he recover?
 
"Hiya sweetie, get me a cuppa coffee. Hey Sal! Where were ya last night?" Vinnie floppd into the chair as the waitress followed with the coffeepot. "You shoulda seen this one hand Sammy had, he took in th'whole pot wid a paira eights!" Sal grunted as he shoveled up another forkful of scrambled eggs. "Man, whatchoo doin with such a big breakfast, hah? Thought you jus' liked a bagel 'n cream cheese in the mornin'." Sal shrugged and drained his orange juice. "Ennyway, Sammy played it so cool, Little Tony kept raisin' him, tryin' his own bluff, musta gone on fifteen minutes! Finally Sammy calls and Tony's got two sixes! Cripes! I din't think anyone could get that lucky from just hangin' on to a pair all night."

Sal chuckled and wiped his mouth, then stood and stretched, looking towards the open door. He cocked his head and said, "Listen to them, Vinnie," he said. Before the other could answer, Sal grabbed his arm and walked through the door. From the railed walkway they looked over the casino floor stretching away to the mirrored walls. "Look at'em, Vinnie. Thousands of people comin' here from all over the country. People giving up their lives, careers, friends to come to a strange city, thinking that of all the poor suckers who walk through these doors every day, that they're gonna be the ones to hit the big time. The ones to find their dreams."

"Yeah," said Vinnie uncertainly.

"By the way, find another girl to take Sasha's place in the show."

"Why?"

Sal just shrugged. "What drives them, Vinnie?" he asked. "What makes them keep moving, keep trying even when they've crapped out? What keeps the hope alive?" He watched Shea and Ronnie work their way through the crowd and out the front doors. Vinnie drummed his fingers and glanced nervously at his boss. Sal suddenly smiled and clapped the other on the shoulder. "C'mon Vinnie," he said with a laugh. "Let's go make some money!" He lit his first cigar of the day and they started down the red carpeted stairs.
 
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They were supposed to stay a few days in Vegas but Shea had already thrown their things in the Caddy and obviously had soured on the town. She didn't ask any questions and he offered no reasons.
She knew that something was wrong though when he refused to look at the money.
About half way back down to 66 she got pissed.

"It was your idea you know. To sell me like a slave."
Shea was driving with one arm thrown out the window and a foul look on his face.

Ronnie crossed her arms and slid over to the door.
"If things had worked out with you and that Sasha, you'd be grinning ear to ear right now!"

"Was he bigger than me?"

"What!?"

"You heard me...'Sal the Man'...was he bigger than me?!"

"Oh God yes!
Shea...you should have seen him!...A gorgeous curving foot long cock, nice and thick too! It made yours look like a vienna sausage!"

The Virgin spun off the highway in a cloud of choking dust and before Ronnie could tell him what an immortal fucking she'd just enjoyed from her Italian Stallion, Shea had her in the back seat with her halter top hanging from the antenna and her shorts halfway down her thighs.

She giggled...
"OShea, you are such a little boy sometimes..."
 
As Shea worked furiously to get my clothes off, he worked with a certain degree of anger built within him. I knew he was pissed - even though I giggled and laughed, I knew he was going to try to wipe out Sal's memory in a furious coupling.

Soon Shea had me lying naked in the backseat of the Virgin, and he roughly bit into one of my nipples as his hand almost brutally invaded my sex. Sitting up, he hastily removed his t shirt, throwing it into the front seat. Next he unbuckled his belt and undid his jeans, pulling them down only part way - just enough to bare his cock. Pushing his knees between my thighs, he pushed me wide to receive him, exposing me to the hot desert sun.

As he lowered himself down, he glared into my eyes - fire seemed to leap from them! Not knowing what to do, I froze, deciding to allow him to continue and to get whatever feelings he had out of his system. With one thrust, he entered me fully and began to move fast and strong. My sex was still sore from the night before, but the cries coming from me seemed to encourage Shea even more.

He has never fucked me this hard or this fast before - it was almost as if he were an animal. Raising my legs around his hips, my arms about his neck, I lifted my head to suck his earlobe and add kisses to his neck. His hands grabbed my ass firmly, pulling me to him, sinking his cock deeply into me. I felt the animal lust rise within myself, giving over to something I had never known before.

Soon my cries were not that of pain, but of pleasure. My concentration on the Shea's cock deep within me, thrusting, moving, consuming. From somewhere deep within, I felt the orgasm build, stronger and stronger, until I could no longer hold it back. Clinging to Shea, crying into his shoulder, I let my body lose control as my orgasm caused my body to shake and tighten against Shea's.

As I did, I felt Shea give a final thrust, calling out my name, grunting his pleasure, as he filled me with his seed.

Laying there in the back of the Virgin, catching my breath, I wonder if Shea will ever be able to overlook what has happened in Vegas.

But, then, will I?
 
66Delight Diner

The 66 Delight Diner was on the outskirts of Kingman Arizona and chock full of black and white tiles and gleaming chrome. As they slid into the bubbly red meatllic booth seats Shea was delighted to see a built in nickolodeon against the wall under the window he plunked a coin in and soon Marty robbins was singing
A white sports coat and a green carnation, I'm all dressed up for...

"Shea about last night I..."

"I dont wanna talk about it."
He buried his face in the menu.

She persisted,
"We do have a lot of money now...after you BROKE us!"

"I don't wanna talk about it."

"Listen..."
"Ya ready t'order?"

The waitress was a Sandra Dee look alike and Ronnie was almost releived to see Shea perk up when he caught a look at her.

"Ummm...yeah...Barbie,"
Her name tag was perched on one pointy breast.
"I'd like a cheeseburger deluxe and a coke."

"Everythin' onit?" Barb's voice droaned.
"You bet, doll and lot's of it!"

She missed his leer completely and turned to Veronica.
"Chef's salad and orange juice please."

"Damn baby...your gonna kill yourself eatin' like that."
She smiled, the old Shea seemed to be returning.

She knew he was returning when she felt his bare toes climbing up her leg.
She arched an eyebrow...

"Those boots are damned hot. You noticed Ron how big these tables are? How dark they are underneath...Hey I think I dropped something!"
Suddenly Shea disappeared and she shut her eyes waiting for what she knew was about to happen.
Good old Shea, it was nice to have him back.
 
As I settled back against the cushions of the booth, I moved my pelvis forward and then felt Shea's hands spread my thighs. Pretending to be engrossed in the menu, I felt Shea's fingers slide inside the leg of my shorts, brushing against my lips, feeling my wetness.

His lips on my thighs blazed a white hot trail up to the apex of my thighs. Gripping the menu even more tightly, it took most of my concentration to keep looking at the jumbled words that consitituted the menu.

I felt Shea pulling my shorts to one side, felt the rush of cool air hit my pussy lips, and held my breath. Then, lightly at first, I felt his tongue, snaking its way past the shorts and onto the bare flesh below. As he licked his way along my lips, a finger entered my pussy, drawing out my juices.

Lightly hooking my legs around his head, I pulled him closer to me. As his tongue found my clip, I took a sharp gasp, while one hand grabbed the edge of the table.

Moving against his lips, I realized how much I had missed Shea - notbody had this type of power over my body.

I started to moan, but didn't care how many heard me - I needed Shea, then, there, NOW! And the old Shea - he seemed to be rebounding back, and I was glad.

As I feel the orgasm building within me, a thought croses my mind - How? I trust Shea, though - and know that he will get off on just the idea....
 
Shea was getting off...in the dark under the table, Her long warm thighs pressing against his cheeks, ankles softly rubbing his back and her vulva being gently sucked into his mouth while his tongue licked deep at hidden delights.

You bet he was getting off and the approach of the waitress to the table, seen by Shea only in her white and pink trimmed sneakers made his excitement worse as he imagined Ronnie trying to
make small talk with the waitress while he ate her sweet pussy!

Damn right he was getting off! Shea unzipped and whipped out a full eight inches, which he began to pump with one hand while the other teased Veronica's clit in the shadow of the table edge. It didn't take long before he was holding a roman candle in his hand and it was about to blow!
He tried desperately to aim himself away from the tapping foot but the angle...the angle...

"Ernie says we ain't go no orange juice Honey."

The only sound....Ronnie's rapid shallow breathing...

"Hey are you OK?"
 
Shea's tongue on my clit - damn him, I knew he's try something like that! Driving me....crazy....trying to look.....calm.....can't scream....can't cry out.....can't - OH!

My body is about to go over the edge as the waitress reappears. I look up at her with glazed eyes. Huh? What is she saying? I grab the table, and dig my nails into the linoleum top. My thighs tighten and I feel my eyes go back into my head.

"Hey are you OK?"

At just that moment, my clit explodes with a sensation of feeling I'd never thought possible. Breathing deeply, heart pounding, I lower my head, and bite my lower lip to keep from screaming out.

"Hey, Lou! I think there's somethin' wrong here! She's actin' real strange."

Gathering my wits about me, trying to recover, I look up at the waitress -

"No...no. I - I - I'm Ok. I'll be fine. Just bring me a glass of water, ok?"

Suddenly, I feel Shea grab my thigh painfully, just before a spot of warm, thick, stickiness hits my shin. My eyes grow wide, as a crooked smile appears on my face. The waitress looks at me suspiciously before turning to walk away. Glancing down, I notice her cum-spattered shoes, and have to choke down a giggle.

Leaning over, I peer into the gloom under the table, to find Shea trying to stuff his still hard cock into his jeans and catch his breath at the same time.

"Well, that was NOT good aiming, Shea! You know you got your cum all over her shoes?!?! Damn!"

I notice the cum sticking to my shin, and grab a napkin to wipe it off, as Shea gives me a look of happiness that borders on the goofy.

As he zips up his jeans, he crawls back onto the seat just as the waitress reappears with a glass of water. She looks at him curiously, and he flashes one of his million dollar smiles.

"Just dropped somethin' doll. Had to make sure it didn't get away from me."

Barbi shrugged her shoulders and walked away, the cum still glistening on her shoes. I look at Shea and he at me, and we both erupt in peals of laughter.
 
Barbi may have been a bit to dim in realising where the new shine on her shoes came from but she was a good waitress and fairly glowed at the ten dollar tip Shea left her for the five dollar meal.
They hung a left at Flagstaff around supper time and began to head north towards the canyon when Shea spotted a sign pointing up a dirt road that wound into the darkening evergreens and was lost to sight.
The abrupt turn of the 'Virgin' up that road tossed Ronnie against him and sent the last of her coke flying out the window.

"Hey!...I thought we were heading for the Grand Canyon...where the heck are we going!"

He threw his arm around her and gave her a hug.
"We are babe!...but there's some place I want to see first...your gonna love it!"

The sign back by the highway swayed in the Caddy's dust and finally came to rest.

LOWELL OBSERVATRY...MARS HILL.
Here reknowned astronomer Percival Lowell first imagined that he saw the canals of Mars,
which gave widespread beleif to the theory that an advanced alien civilization existed there.
 
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Heading up the road in the encroaching darkness, I began to have my doubts. Looking back at Shea, I give him a questioning look.

"Hey, trust me, babe - you will love this place."

"Shea! It's dark - I doubt this, this, place will even be open."

"Even better. Give us lots of space to roam around."

Doubtful, I glance around as we finally pull to a stop. The building had definitely seen better days, and looked abandoned at that. Shea eagerly got out of the "Virgin", but I stayed put until he opened my door and practically pulled me out. Staring up at the building, I resisted slightly as Shea pulled me forward.

"Aw, c'mon Ronnie! How bad can it be?"

Very bad was what I was thinking. But, smiling at Shea, I nodded my head and we walked up the stairs. Shea gave the door a shove, and it gave under his weight with a horrendous creak. Walking in, it looked as if the place hadn't seen a human being in some time. Walking further into the gloom, I hugged up to Shea, my arm curled around his, my face almost buried in his shoulder.

"Shea, I don't have a good feeling about this..."

"Ronnie, look, it can't be that bad. One look around and then we leave, k?"

Before I could respond, I heard the shuffling noise behind me....
 
Lowell Observatory

Shea spun around at the shuffling sound but no one was there.
"Wild animal probly...c'mon."
Having a wild animal behind them was not terribly comforting to Ronnie and she made sure to stay at least one pace ahead.
In front of them something was blotting out the stars. A cold wind began to blow.
She would have suggested a quick return to the 'Virgin" except for the animal thing back there.

"What is that Shea?" she nodded at the immense black shape.
"That Babe, is the dome of Lowell Observatory!
Never knew I was an astronomy freak didja?"
She never had.

The iron gate that guarded the steps up to the door hung open on its hinges and he walked right up and knocked.

"Shea, maybe we shouldn't..."
The scuttling sound was suddenly just behind her and she found herself hammering on the door right along with him.

No answer save the moaning wind.
Shea tried the doorknob and it opened!
Starlight filtered through the long curving slit of the dome. The dark shape of the telescope was a giant phallus aimed right through it.
Rats scurried across the floor. Veronica jumped!

He put his arm around her and whispered.
"Shhhhh...could be men from Mars."
 
"Shea, you are NOT being funny! Look, honey, why not just go? You've seen this, this, thing, now let's go get a motel somewhere, and then go to the Grand Canyon tomorrow? Huh? What do you say?"

"Ronnie, really! I thought you were of stronger stuff than that! Look, it's just rats okay? No big deal. 'Sides, I'd like to get a look at that telescope, see what can be seen."

I doubted there was even working components in that old thing, but if Shea thought there was some redeeming quality.....

As we walked across the floor, the sight of scurrying rats did nothing to ease my sense of wariness. Shea knocked them with his feet, causing them to run faster, but I was certain he would step on at least one.

The place had definetely seen better days, and with the coming gloom, I realized we were soon going to be without light.

"Uh, Shea? You realize it's getting dark, right? And we don't have lights here."

Shea quickly reached in his pocket and pulled out his Zippo. Lighting it and holding it over his head, he grinned. the lighter cast an weird glow in the room, and my doubts were starting to increase.

"Don't worry, baby, we are bound to find candles in here somewhere."

We walked along and came to a door marked "Private Office - Percival Lowell"

"Ah, here would be a good place to start. Trying the knob, shea found that the door opened easily, even if the squeal of hinges were enough to set one's teeth on edge. Inside, the place was even gloomier than the rest of the place. I stood, slightly shivering, as Shea found an ancient hurrican lamp that, surprisingly had some lamp oil in it. Lighting seemed to give the place a bit of a better feel. It also brought into view, a complete library of books and a small wood burning stove that acted as a heater. Finding some wood inside the stove, Shea lit it, and I stood next to it feeling its warmth soak through my skin.

Shea started to examine the books and papers on the desk, looking just like a school kid doing a book report. Clearing my throat, I finally caught his attention.

"Uh, Shea? Just what do you expect me to do while you fulfill your homework requirement?"

Looking at me with that gleam in his eye, he place the lamp on a side board, and swept the desk clean of all papers and books. Crooking his finger, with a strange grin on his face, he beckoned me to come to him. Squealing with laughter, I started to run, but was easily caught by Shea. Setting me on the desk, my legs spread to allow him to stand between them, his lips sought mine, as his hands reached up to cup my breasts. I wrapped my arms about his neck, as my legs hugged his waist, suddenly forgetting the wild animals, the rats, and even the cold for this moment of passion.
 
In spite of the increasingly chilly air inside the observatory Shea felt just fine with his jeans and jockies around his ankles while he rubbed a warm wet spot that was growing on Ronnies rose colored panties.
Maybe the spooky environment WAS a stimulant because she found herself in a state of heightened sensitivity to everything, including Sheas fingers, pinching and pulling her nipples after they'd deftly unclasped and discarded her bra.

"Ummmmmmm...that feels good baby"
She cupped herself and raised her precious mounds to his eager hands and lips.
Shea's tongue swirled around her stiffened buds and he bent her back across the desk kissing his way down to her navel and points south while he slid her panties down her thighs.
With a flourish she kicked them into the shadows and Shea settled himself in Doctor Lowells old swivel chair, lifted her pretty knees over each shoulder and with the expertice of a real gourmond began to lick and taste the sweet and tangy place between her legs.


Little did they know that they were being observed at that very moment by strange pale eyes filled with madness and unbridled lust!
 
Shea always knew exactly the spots to lick and suck to make my body turn to molten lava. With my knees over his shoulders, his lips and tongue buried in my pussy, I gave myself to him willingly. Tightening my knees against his shoulders, I pulled him towards me, feeling his face bury deep into the folds of my sex.

Not finding anything on the desk to grab, I continued to squeeze my breasts, pinching and twisting the nipples until I cried out from the pain. Bending down, I was able to lick my nipple while Shea. The sight of me licking and sucking my own nipple always drove him crazy, and I could see him watching, his tongue doing overtime on my clit.

Releasing my nipple, arching my back, I give myself over to Shea's tongue. Crying out into the dimly lit room, my cries echoing off of the high ceiling, I feel my orgasm begin to build. As I get closer to sweet release, I feel Shea move his hands under my ass, his fingers grabbing the flesh firmly and pulling me towards him. He sucks my clit deep into his mouth, as I feel myself go over the edge into the great ocean of pleasure. Over and over, waves of pleasure wash over me, my legs flexing against Shea's shoulders, until the release subsides, leaving me breathless and flushed.

Grinning, very proud of himself, Shea kisses his way up my body, over my breasts and to my lips. Tasting myself on his lips causes me to suck the juices off of his face and tongue, his hands finding my breasts and squeezing them tight.

"Fuck me, Shea! Fuck now, as you have never fucked me before!"

A tingle ran down my spine, but I attributed it to the intensity of the moment between us.
 
"Oh yeah baby...I'm ready!"
Shea's face was wet with Ronnies juices and seemed to glisten in the dim light as he spread her legs and knelt on the table between them.
She looked at him holding his cock and guiding it down till it touched the swollen lips of her sex.

"Want it?" he teased.
"yesssss" she whispered.
"Really want it?" he was grinning.
"YES! Damn it Shea fuck me. FUCK ME!"

"Okaaaaayyy.."
He thrust forward and Veronica raised herself up on the table pushing forward onto him.
Suddenly she felt his hands close around her ankles and lift them above his head, holding them together she was forced to raise her ass high off the table top. Shea drove himself into the suddenly contracted tunnel of her pussy. He began licking the smooth skin behind her knees, pushing forward until she was bent more than double.
He'd never done this before.

"Shea..."
His cock felt like it was driving straight through her at this angle, it was sliding against places she didnt know she had!

"Shea..aaa...aaaaaaaa!"
he was thrusting, plunging into her, getting closer...closer...
Ronnie grabbed her tits and drew them up under her chin, her tongue just able to reach her nipples...

"I'm going to CUMMMMMM!"
He screamed and instantly shuddered into a hot pouring orgasm, that rocked Ronnie into an answering one of her own...


The pale eyes watched dispassionately as the man bent the woman over on the table and thrust himself into her again and again. As the couple cried out in unison the watchers turned to each other and telepathed...*Are they hurting each oter...no I don't think so...they are...enjoying it.*
As the two identical beings continued to watch, they began to change form. One grew thinner, it's waist narrowing...it's hips widening...huge jutting breasts grew out from it's torso, hair suddenly appeared falling down the smooth skin of her naked back and a small tuft appearing between her legs. *How's that?* she thought pointing to the centerfold of Miss Bambi Sprague from the dusty copy of a 1955 playboy they'd found in the old Professors office.
*Very nice* thought the other, whose shoulders had broadened and muscles distended till he looked like Charles Atlas on the back of the old Popular Mechanics lying on the floor.
He'd modeled his penis on Shea's but it was much larger, always rampant and of course had the same
glowing amber color as the rest of both their tawney striped skins.
*Are we ready?*
Bambi nodded and they quietly opened the door and began to descend the steps to the table where Ronnie and Shea lay quite exhausted.
 
As our orgasms washed over us, and slowly ebbed away, I felt Shea's weight collapse on top of me. Both breathing heavy, sharing kisses periodically as well as a few giggles, I hugged Shea tightly to me and felt him nuzzle my neck. His cock was still inside of me, and I could feel it slowly get flacid as it began to inch out of my pussy, our juices spilling out onto the desk.

"I think I need to get cleaned up a bit," I whisper to Shea.

He grunts his response, but doesn't move. His fingers are tracing patterns over my skin, his lips are moving against my neck, and I know when he is like this that we will not be moving for quite some time. Sighing deeply, I wrap my arms tightly around him, pulling him to me, our bodies warming each other against the chilled air.

Nuzzling Shea's shoulder, I hear him groan slightly and I giggle softly. I open my eyes to look him in the eyes, when movement from the cornor catches my attention. I look into the shadows, but am unable to see anything. A chill runs through my spine as I get the distinct feeling that we are being watched. I want to say something to Shea, but I hear the deep breathing that means he has dozed off. I kiss his shoulder, as I keep looking into the shadows.

"Ah, the one on the bottom, the one that looks like you, she knows we are here," he said to his companion.

"No, she doesn't, at least she doesn't see us. Hear that noise? That is the noise they make when they no longer live temporarily."

"Come, let us go and meet them. We need to find out what it is they do together."

I close my eyes and am about to join Shea in a light doze when I hear a shuffling noise. I open my eyes expecting to find some sort of small creature scurrying across the floor. Instead, my eyes are greeted with the most incredible looking.........things I'd ever seen. As they approached, their bodies seemed to take on a human form. But their skin appeared to be a color that was strange. Also, though one body appeared to be that of a female and the other a male, their heads were exactly the same - deepset eyes, protruding ears, and no hair.

"Shea," I whispered loudly, only to be met with slight snoring.

"Shea! Wake up!" Just snoring was my answer.

"SHEA! WAKE THE HELLP UP NOW!" I nearly screamed into his ear.

As he mumbled himself back to life, he returned to kissing my neck. Pounding his back, I hissed into his ear -

"We are not alone, Shea! LOOK!"
 
"Oh...Wow!"
Shea thought he was still dreaming. These guys looked like a cover off AMAZING ROCKET STORIES. The woman thing really held his attention with the most incredible tits he'd ever seen. It looked like he was facing 2 ICBM's. A third deadly missle even now was jacking up into launching position between the Man Things legs. Suddenly Shea's rapidly withering pecker seemed as impressive as a boiled peanut.
As they approached, Ronnie began to franticaly twist out from under him...

Wait...earthlings.

The voices hammered in unison inside his head. From the surprise on Ronnie's face he knew she was hearing it too.

We are come from a far place.
Jesuschrist! are you kidding me!? These guys were glowing...GLOWING in the dark!

Please continue...we will observe you and learn.
Their eyes were like a cats...they were...hypnotic...compelling.

He tried to slide back between Ronnies legs. The spirit was willing but the flesh was...

What happned? Why is your genital orgn suddenly so small?

Was that a note of menace he heard in their thoughts?

"Ugh..."
He looked at Veronica who seemed to be in a trance...her legs spread wide, her eyes closed....waiting.

"Ugh...I can't just DO IT!...on command, I gotta have, unhh...stimulation you know?"
The female thing appraoched him he and he tried to face her boldly. His eyes were on a direct line to the tips of her jutting breasts. His mouth began to water.

Can We stimulate you?
She/it said, and he felt a hand as cold as ice cup his cock and began to gently squeeze.

"Veronica!...help!"
 
The voices seemed to be coming from within my head, and yet they also seemed to reflect exactly what I wanted to do at that moment.

At first the beings seemed terrifying, but yet, their voices, their thoughts, encouraged me, and I could feel my body giving itself over in preparation for even more pleasure. Closing my eyes, spreading my legs wide, I awaited the coupling that I knew was to occur.

"Veronica!...help!"

I opened my eyes and looked up at Shea. But Shea was not looking at me - his attention was arrested by the huge breasts jutting out just inches from his face. I looked at the sight, mezmorized. I had never seen breasts (at least I hoped that's what they were) so big, so firm, so upright. I glanced down and noticed that the other - male thing (?) - had his hand cupped around Shea's cock and was squeezing him as though milking a cow.

I began to giggle at Shea's dilema until I felt a finger, cold as ice, push deeply into my pussy. Crying out in shock and surprise, I tried to push away, to to avail.

"Well, the female is ready. Moisture is essential for their coupling, and she has that."

"Shea, I'm not sure that I'm liking this...."

"Yeah, me neither, Ronnie."

However, I noticed that Shea did not move his eyes away from the huge breasts before him.

"Will these stimulate you, human? Do whatever you have to."

I took a double-take at the female, who was now holding the breasts out to Shea. Without further encouragment, Shea began to lick gently at the protruding nipples, before wrapping his lips around them and I could hear him sucking frantically. Watching the exchange was a little intoxicating, and I began to move my hips against the still frigid finger invading my being. I knew my wetness was seeping out from between my legs, and I was more than ready for Shea.

"I think that both specimens are ready for us to observe."

I heard Shea gasp suddenly, and then felt the male thing bring Shea's cock to my pussy and put it into place. Shea was quick with hints and began to move inside of me, quickly settling into a pace.

The male of the species came around to the side of the desk, and turned my head towards him. To look at his face was a bit horrifying, but the massive cock between his legs was in fact beautiful. Grabbing his cock with his fingers, he pushed it towards my mouth, running it against my lips and pressing it forward. I took the hint perfectly and opened my mouth to receive him. As my mouth stretched to accept him, I started to moan with pleasure, and Shea increased his speed.

Somehow being observed like a labratory experiment didn't seem so bad....
 
Shea was excited inspite of himself and paused in his thrusts to watch Ronnie take that big pale faintly glowing cock in her mouth with such obvious eagerness.
A cold tickle on his scrotum brought him to sudden attention as the Woman/thing leaned over his back pressing those impossibly firm breasts against his shoulders and reaching down to cup and tease his balls.

Goddam! what a sight this must be!
The testicular stimulation got his cock back in action and he drove powerfully into Veronica while she did her best to deepthroat the Aliens' rigid neon erection.
A sudden thought struck him and he froze in mid plunge.

"Ron!...what if they're radioactive!?"

"Umnnnghh..."
was all she could say, consideringthe situation. HE was still in stop mode when powerful hands seized his buttocks and drove him
home. Ron tensed up around him as though to signify that she was aware of the danger but there was no stopping. The Man/Thing was timing his own movements with Shea's and soon Veronica was bouncing on the table under the double onslaught.

Now that he was well into his rhythm the Woman came around the table and offered him the pasture of her acreage of breast. Shea could NOT resist a well placed nipple and these were the best he'd ever seen...(sorry Ron)
Going from one to the other he licked and sucked, kissed and nipped each firm tip until they stood up like two little soldiers.

Are you ready to spray white fluids?...they asked.

"GODRONNIEEEEEI'MGONNACUM!"
His mouth full of Big alien breast, his cock buried in it's favorite harbor, and his eyes feasting on Veronica's fevered fellatio of the other ET was too much....

Catch it!...they screamed!
and suddenly in mid orgasm he was snatched off Ronnie by the Woman, with cum shooting wildly in every direction. At the same moment the male alien spewed forth a torrent that left Ronnie choking and gasping for air.
 
The only things I was aware of were Shea's cock deep within me and the feel of the glowing cock in my mouth, my lips stretched tight around it. Glancing up, I did notice that Shea was sucking and nibbling furiously at the breasts of the alien woman, yet that only added to my own excitement.

As Shea's movement became quicker and faster, I could feel my body responding to him. At the same time, the cock in my mouth started to match Shea's strokes so it was though my mouth was being fucked at the same time. As I felt Shea start to cum, my own body reacted, tightening around Shea's cock and convulsing through my own orgasm. At the same time, the cock in my mouth unleashed a stream of cum that was impossible to swallow. Trying as hard as I could, half still dribbled down my chin and onto my breasts.

Suddenly I noticed that Shea was no longer on top of me, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that the woman/thing had hold of Shea from behind while stuffing his still ejaculating cock into a vial. Trying to sit up, trying to remove the cock from my mouth, I looked up at Shea, who seemed to be taken totally by surprise.

"Shea! What are they doing? What do they want?"

"Ah, yes, this is good. Now that we have human seed we can continue to conduct our experiements to their fullest!"

I looked at Shea the same time he looked at me.

"Experiements? What experiements? SHEA!!!!"
 
"Oh God Baby I think I'm stuck!...
Hey did you know that alien cum is green?"
Indeed Ronnie's pretty face was splattered with glowing emerald gobs of ET jism. He would have laughed but the thought of his pecker trapped inside a glass bottle freaked him out.

Remove your reproductive organ from the test recepticle please.

The Woman was pulling hard on the bottle and Shea's cock was stretching like a rubber band.
Suddenly the alien gave his chest a push and he flew eight feet into a cabinet of moldy books that came crashing down around him.
He shut his eyes and hoped fiercely that he hadn't left his dick in the bottle.

Ronnie had her own problems dealing with a creature that had no concept of lagtime and a pole that just wouldnt quit.
Tying her hands behind her back with a cord of invisible wire the Man pushed her forward until she was draped over the barrell of Professor Lowell's huge antique telescope.

Shea opened his eyes in time to see the creature spread Ronnie's legs apart and guide his radium rod right between her cheeks.

"Hey wait!"
Shea tried to get up but the relief at seeing his jewels still attatched, albeit a bit longer in the shank, brought a flood of tears to his eyes and he sat stroking it softly in heartfelt relief.

"Shea!"
she yelled as she felt the first of God knows how many inches of glowing cock working it's way into her ass.
"Shea...ea..ea...ohhhhhhhhhhggGODDD!"

Another coupling is not in the program. The penetration of that oriface is out of order.

Shea finally looked up to see the Woman, her strange face flushed, approaching the Man with
a very determined stride.

Ronnie seemed to have given herself up for lost as each powerful thrust up her bung lifted her six inches off the floor.

Was that a smile he saw on her face?
 
OOC: If the previous post by Ariosto doesn't make "Funniest Post" on the SRP boards, I don't know what will!

IC:

I watched in horror as Shea's cock was stretched so far it appeared it would actually detached from his body! I saw him land against the opposite wall, but before I could say or do anything, the man/thing was binding my hands behind my back and dragging me to the telescope. Yelling at Shea, who seemed more concerned with his family jewels, I felt myself flung over the telescope, thinking I must be having the weirdest nightmare ever.

I felt the man/thing spread my cheeks, felt his huge rod push against my ass, and started screaming. As he entered me, the initial pain was almost unbearable. I felt stretched to the limit. But then, slowly, his strokes started to become more pleasant. I felt totally filled - more so than at any other time.

My screams quickly turned to moans of pleasure, and I was wishing my hands were free to enjoy even more.

Suddenly, the cock was almost torn from my ass, and I was pulled roughly off of the telescope. I landed with an "Oomph" next to Shea, as the woman/thing confronted her "mate".

"Only one coupling is needed. You know this. Why try more than that?"

"Because it feels good, very good. You should try it."

At his words, I looked at Shea and saw his eyes wide - but with fear or with wonder?

"But we have the sample we need. What more is there?"

"Why not try the one they call man and find out?"

I saw her nod, and then they approached grabbing Shea. Looking down at his pecker, the woman/thing seemed disappointed.

"It has shrunk once again. These humans take much time. Quick! You! Do what you have to to do the couple thing."

Shea now got angry - even I could see it.

"But I can't just do that! That is what you don't understand!"

"Then we will use the girl. He seems to like her."

Before I could move, I felt the man/thing grab my shoulders and lay me on my back, my hands hurting behind me. The woman/thing grabbed Shea, seemingly by the scruff of the neck, and almost threw him down on the floor between my legs.

"Now, do what you need to do to make a coupling happen."
 
Even though forced into this position by hideous creatures from outer space, Shea when confronted with Veronica's familiar and deliciously tempting pussy so very close to his face was able to put aside his fear and anxiety and immediately begin licking.

It seems to be a reflex action. Notice how quickly his tasting device became engaged with the other's reproductive opening.
The Man/thing nodded... Yes and look too at the way his reproductive organ is growing.


They both bent down and studied the penomenon.


Shea was pretty phenomanal. Ronnie felt herself opening to the assault of his tongue and inspite of the bizarre circumstances and the presence of the big pale aliens crouched on either side of her spread legs, she was getting off.
No one had ever been able to approach Shea in this department. He was a master.
Tongue flicking, lapping, sweeping plunging...teasing her clit sliding sinuously into her passage, rimming her ass...
Oh my!...OH MY!

Shea felt cold hands on his burgeoning erection and somehow found the contact even more stimulating. Using his left hand to lift her from the floor he plunged his tongue deep inside her warm luscious slit and began to play with her tight pearl with the fingers of his right hand..

What are you doing?!
The 'woman sudddenly looked up at the 'Man' who was parting his hair with his own 'tongue' and looking at her in a most peculiar way.
 
What they are doing - it looks interesting, doesn't it?

Yes, perhaps so. But -

Before the woman/thing could say anymore, the man/thing pushed her down to the floor. Without further ado, he then grabbed Shea and literally picked him up as he placed him atop the woman/thing. Shea's surprise was quickly dispelled as the woman/thing gripped his swollen member and placed it at the entrance of her pussy. Feeling the warmth of a woman's sex surrounding his cock, and faced once again with the breasts he had so eagerly sucked just a few moments before, Shea took advantage of the situation as his hips began to rock back and forth, his mouth suddenly glued to a waiting nipple.

I looked down, shocked. I had been so near to orgasm that I was upset and tempted to break up the whole thing. The man/thing looked at me as I glared at him, daring him to do anything. He moved with precision, his cold fingers pushing my thighs open to their fullest, while bending his "face'' to my sex. I tried to see what type of mouth this thing had, but it was covered in shadow.

I learned soon enough, as a force almost as strong as a vacume cleaner sucked at my clit, causing it to become engorged to the point where I knew it would take only a few minutes to reach orgasm.

Holding my legs open, I reached for, and found, carpeting to hold onto as I felt the stirrings begin within me. As the orgasm took hold, I found myself screaming out Shea's name as I felt my clit being sucked hard and strong. Shaking, quivering, bucking my hips, my orgasm seemed to last for hours, leaving me breathless and trembling when it was complete.
 
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