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Huh… Fuck me. I’m never going to hear the end of this. Strapped to a chair about to receive a beating for getting caught snooping around into some shady shit. Sabrina is going to rip me a new asshole…
My stomach nearly in caves on itself as the fucking asshole blondie puts his fist in my gut. Blood coughs up everywhere. “Are you finally going to tell me why the hell you were fucking creeping on our property?”
“I swear, I’m just here to read the meters, I’m with the electric company. You guys are way over past due on your bills.” The smile I fail to hide gets quickly wiped away with a backhand from the sandy blonde-haired man that looks like he spends way too much time crossfitting.
“You’re going to regret that,” I say, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
“Yeah? From where I’m standing, you’re the one regretting your decisions,” says the man with the 5o’clock shadow. The man who is in a constant struggle with the rug he calls a hairdo. It looks like he took the end of a mop and used it as a wig.
“You need a lesson on laws, this is not how you treat someone who was just looking to talk with whoever’s in charge. You see? Tony’s expecting me.”
“Is he now?” the man laughs. “And why is Tony in Japan then?”
“Tony’s in Japan? I swore he said to meet him here at… What time is it?”
The man starts to grind his teeth together. Then he looks at me with those piercing black eyes. “One more lie and I will start pulling teeth out.”
“Fine. Fine,” I let out a yawn. “Fine. I’ll be honest. I’m only stalling.”
His eyes narrow. “Oh really? And what are you stalling for?”
“The big bang,” I say closing my eyes and bracing myself.
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Nothing happens. I open my eyes to see blondie, who’s dressed like a 40’s gangster, cracking his knuckles. “I’ve about had enough…”
The wall behind me implodes on itself. The man’s eyes go wide. He has no time to react before he’s knocked out as Rayner with her black and blue armor underneath her tiny black jacket closes the distance between by the time you can flick a finger.
She looks at me and just shakes her head. Even though her mouth is blocked by the mask that covers the lower half of her face, I know she’s smiling.
“Don’t even,” I sigh.
“I didn’t say anything,” she laughs as she goes down to untie me.
She lifts me into her arms like a damsel in distress. “Really?”
“What? I’m just saving your life. Like always.” She dashes forward, zipping through the tunnel of destruction she left in the building. We blast out of the hole like a bullet firing out of a gun.
The boosters in her suit take over as we fly over the roads and finally land on the ground. “Can you put me down now?” I ask.
“Jeez, the thanks I get for saving you,” she tries to say with a straight face.
After she puts me down I pull her into my arms. “Come on Sabrina, you know I love you.”
“And I love you too, that doesn’t mean I’m not pissed at you for going out without me. Especially only days before our special day,” she says that all while giving me the concern but visibly angry stare. The one she always gives when I do the opposite of what she says.
“I’m sorry, I just had a lead and I couldn’t wait. I’m telling you, this company is doing some dirty shit,” I say.
“Obviously! When they're willing to use force to keep their secrets from being released, they’re doing something they shouldn’t be, but that doesn’t mean you couldn’t wait for me. We’re a team and I love you. Start acting like a team player,” she says as her mask disintegrates into the rest of her suit right before she kisses me.
“I’m sorry babe, I really am,” I say, giving her the puppy dog eyes. “Let me make it up to you. Let’s go back home and I’ll give you the ole famous Jaiden rub down.”
“You can’t just keep buying your way out of everything and of course you’re going to do that. That’s the least you can do for nearly worrying me to death. Every time that signal goes off my heart cracks just a little,” she says.
I find my lips on hers once more. “I’m so sorry babe, I just… I need to know the truth.”
“You will learn the truth and we’ll find it together. Okay?”
“Deal.”
“Okay.” Her smile seems delicate. I truly don’t want to hurt her. She’s everything to me, but she won’t understand. This is something I need to do for myself. “Now let’s go home.”
She pulls out a small black box attached to the back of her suit and tosses it on the ground. It morphs into a black hoverbike. We climb on her hoverbike and fly out of here. We soon arrive back at our place. Her bike compresses itself into a small square box that she can easily attach to the back of her suit. Once inside, she turns to me. “Okay, clothes off. Come on.”
“Fine…” I sigh as I start to strip. Once I’m completely naked, she whips out her little small body scan and gives me the once over. I wince as she looks at my lip and I can’t help but flinch as she presses against my stomach. Before I can even protest, she stabs me with a syringe of that gunk she cooks up. It burns as it gets to work on my body. A searing pain runs across my lips as it heals itself.
She takes off her leather. I marvel at how her outfit fits her figure perfectly as it melts away into her utility belt, revealing her muscular yet lean feminine body with thick thighs and pillowy breasts trapped in her sports bra, desperately trying to escape. She unclips her belt and sets it aside. The giant bulge in her underwear makes my dick twitch. I take a step closer to her as a smirk appears on her face. “I hope you didn’t forget the promise you made me.”
“How could I?” I laugh as I wrap my arms around her nearly naked body.
She pulls me in tight and kisses me. She grabs my hand and pulls me along into our bedroom. Then I watch as she slowly takes off her underwear, showing that thick ass. I just want to shove my face between those cheeks and tongue fuck that brown eye. After she pulls her bra off, she climbs onto the bed and lays down. “Now come do as you promised.”
I do as she says, grabbing the oil from the bedside table, I climb on top of her and straddle her thighs. I pour the oil all over her back. My hands get to work, rubbing the oil into her skin as I massage her muscles. I follow each curve and ridge of her back as she moans out her satisfaction.
“God, I needed this,” she says as I work my way down her back. Her body is a work of art as if it was chiseled out of stone, the body of a goddess. As my hands make their way down to her perfect glutes, I can feel my dick stiffen. The way they bounce back into place when I spread them apart, it makes my mouth water. Oh and don’t get me started on her winking brown eye. It’s so tight. My hands round circles around her soft yet firm cheeks, kneading them playfully. I love the way they feel. “Now you’re just playing around.”
“What can I say? You have the best ass ever,” I say, giving her ass a nice spank.
She laughs. “You’re getting way too much pleasure out of this, I can feel your hard-on.”
This time I’m the one laughing. I lean down and kiss her neck. “Don’t stop now, you’re not finished yet. My legs need a good rub down and so does my cock.”
I nibble on her ear before I scoot down and get back to work, massaging her thick and muscular thighs. She could kill a man with these legs, they’re lethal. I’ve felt their wrath. She’s had my head locked in the vice grip she can turn these thighs into. Nearly squeezed the life out of me. And yet, I loved every minute of it. “Fuck, your hands are miracle workers. Don’t stop.”
“What can I say? To be honest, I think I’m almost enjoying this just as much as you are,” I say. I can never pass up an opportunity to feel up this rock hard body that is carved to perfection. I don’t care if she’s human or not. She may be from a different planet, but her body is divine. It’s the altar I worship.
I get down to her calves and caress them with a rough but gentle touch eliciting a deep moan of satisfaction from her. She turns on her back and her stiff cock stands up at attention.
“You see what you’ve done to me?” she asks, looking down at me with a devilish grin. “You’ve got me all worked up. What are you going to do about it, my little earth slave?”
I chuckle. Ever since she got to this planet, she claims that I’m her slave. Of course, that was over a year ago. Things sure have changed since then. She was kind of a bitch back then. Now, I don’t know if I could live without her. “I’ll just have to show you.”
I work my way up her legs, rubbing the knots out of her thighs as I journey up to that big giant python. I put my face up against it. It’s nearly as tall as my head. Kissing and licking, I make my way up the shaft until I get to the very tip and twirl my tongue around it. She shutters as I take the head into my mouth. Our eyes connect as I suck on the tip of her cock. “Fuck I love you so much, Jaiden. You’re my little earth slave. Urgh… And after Saturday, you’re going to be all mine, forever or until death separates us.”
I pull her dick out of my mouth. “It’s actually until death do us part,” I say as I get back to sucking.
“Babe, not even death will take you from me,” she smirks.
I slurp on her fat dick just a little longer before I let it fall from my lips. “Babe, I’m already yours,” I say as I crawl up her body as she scoots up, wrapping her arms around me. I straddle her waist as she grinds her hips up, sliding that dick between my cheeks. Our kiss is one of burning desire and passion. I reach over and grab the bottle and let the oil pool in my hand before lathering it all over her cock and the crack of my ass. She grabs my cheeks and spreads them open as I wrap my hand around her dick. I guide her heat-seeking missile up my steaming hot hole.
My eyes roll into the back of my head as the tip of her dick pushes inside my ass. I wrap my arms around her shoulders as she fills my back door up with her dick. My lips meet hers as her tongue invades my oral cavity. She kisses me deeply as she lets my ass adjust to her big fat cock. She grips the cheeks of my butt as she slides more of her dick inside me. I feel like a turkey on thanksgiving day, getting stuffed. She takes it slow at first, but I know all too well it’s only a temporary pace. She’s far too dominant and her passion always gets the best of her. Not that I mind, even though I appreciate her being gentle at first, I love it when her desire takes over. She can be very possessive, but I know deep down the way she feels about me. I know deep inside she’s kind, caring, compassionate and loyal. You definitely can’t tell on the surface. She puts out a hard front, but deep down inside, she just wants to be loved.
I can feel her hips collide with my butt as my ass gobbles down her entire cock. “Fuck, your cock makes me feel so full. So stuffed.”
She laughs. “Would you have it any other way?”
“Absolutely not,” I say, kissing her.
“You’re just lucky I don’t have you tied up this time,” she chuckles.
“Am I? I rather enjoyed the last time we went full bondage. Although, being tied to the bed all day got kind of old,” I say, remembering back to my birthday.
“You’re the one that wanted to be strapped and helpless,” she says as she pulls out just enough to slam back into me.
“Let’s be honest here, you’re the one who suggested it,” I laugh.
“As a punishment. I didn’t expect you to like it,” she giggles.
“What can I say? I like to get kinky,” I laugh.
She kisses me and then she holds onto me as she flips me on my back before she starts to go to town on my ass. I hold onto her tightly as she slams that dick inside me, faster and harder. I let out moan after moan as she thrusts harder and harder into me. The friction of her dick burns straight through me as we got lost in the heat of the moment. My eyes roll back into my head as the pleasure erupts through my body, taking over my mind. She finally slams her hips into me, hilting that dick deep inside me. She lets out a grunt as her cock erupts inside me.
My bowels get filled with her hot creamy cum as my own cock lets loose rope after rope of cum, coating both of our bodies with my sticky icky. She kisses me like a tiger devouring her prey as she grinds her hips into my ass, milking the rest of her fat load inside me. Finally, she pulls out as she collapses on top of me. I wrap my arms around her as she lets my legs fall to the bed.
“That was…” I breathe.
“It was definitely what I needed, planning this wedding with your sister is worse than flying through an asteroid belt. Also, next time you go out without me, I’m going to give that ass a beating,” she says as she looks down at me.
“That wasn’t an ass beating?” I laugh.
She kisses me. “No, that was just an assfucking.”
“I’ll take an assfucking any day,” I laugh.
“You make light of this, but I’m serious. You have to stop going out alone. We’re going to be getting married in a few days. That means you’re mine. I can’t bear the thought of losing you. Okay?” She gives me that cute pleading look.
“Okay. Next time, I’ll call you first,” I say.
“You better,” she says, giving me a peck on the cheek. “I’m exhausted, let’s get some sleep.”
After we turn the lights out, she pulls me into her arms under the covers as we snuggle up. How did I get so lucky? I’m about to have this woman as my wife… It’s so surreal. It doesn’t seem that long ago when we met. It was a little over a year ago after I quit my job when I first found her.
I remember it like it was yesterday.
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The radio blaring through the open windows of the old ford mustang my dad built as I smoke a blunt speeding down the highway. Still runs on gasoline. I’ve decided it’s time for a change. Fuck New York, onto sunnier pastures. Onto Orlando. I’m done working for giant media conglomerates, time to do my own thing. I’m going to build my own news company.
It’s not that hard these days, any idiot with a camera and a computer can create their own video blog. It’s not about who can post, it’s about what you post. And I’m finally going to do some good in this world instead of puking out the same shit they always peddle. I’m done being told what to report about. I’m going to report the truth even if I have to uncover it myself. I’m no longer letting corrupt politicians, giant conglomerate’s, and criminals just go about as they please, ruining people’s lives for their own agendas. I’m going to expose them all. And no one’s going to silence me.
It’ll also be good to be home. It’s been a while since I’ve been back to Orlando. The part of town I lived in, everyone knew everyone. It’s the kind of neighborhood that took care of its own. At least that’s what the people said that lived there. Of course, some of them would stab you in the back just after they’ve said it to you. But not all of them are like that. In fact, the majority of the people I grew up with were good people. The kind of people to give you the shirt off their back.
I’m glad I decided to drive through the night. The roads are empty. I just want to get home. Quitting that piece of shit company made me realize how much I miss it. New York is not for me.
Oh, look! A shooting star. Make a wish, Jaiden. You’ll need it if you hope to build your own media company.
What the hell?
That is definitely not a shooting star. Holy fuck, it’s getting pretty close. I hit the gas, and speed forward.
The ground shakes as the deafening blasts erupt out from just behind me where what could only have been a meteor cracks down on the Earth. I should check it out. Ahh, fuck I wasn’t thinking. I could’ve recorded that and put it on my blog! Fuck me…
I can still get the aftermath. I come to a halting stop and pull a U-turn. Hope to fucking god no one drives up while I’m going the wrong way. Of course, I think they’ll be too focused on the fucking meteor that completely destroyed the entire highway.
Fuck me! The crater caused by the me… That’s not a meteor. Is that a fucking… No fucking way. A spaceship?
It’s like a giant ball. Holy shit! The door’s opening. Outcomes a woman wearing blue and black space armor underneath a small black jacket. The armor clings to her feminine figure that is unmistakably human. Her helmet reminds me of a ninja mask but its metal and the eyes seem to burn blue. It matches the rest of her suit. It perfectly hides her face and those piercing blue glowing eyes are like knives cutting into my skin. She taps some kind of device on her wrist and the ship transforms into a small box. She grabs it and attaches it to the back of her suit. She looks up at me.
“Are you okay?” I ask as I make my way down the creator. I hold out my hands to show I’m not a threat.
She doesn’t speak, she just looks at me with those robotic eyes that feel like they’re burning into me which makes my heart beat faster. This is so fucking crazy. I slowly walk to her. “I don’t suppose you speak English?”
She slowly steps towards me and before I know it, her hand’s around my throat and some device latches around my neck.
“Ouuhhh!” I scream out as something stabs into the back of my neck. The woman steps back and starts farting around the same device on her wrist.
She looks up at me. “Human. That’s what you call yourselves?”
“What? You speak English?” I ask.
“I do now,” she says.
“Wait a second… Did you just download information from my brain?”
“Sure, if that’s what you want to call it. You’re my captive. Now take me to your father’s place.”
“How much information did you download from my brain?” I ask.
“All of it,” she says.
“What the fuck? That… That’s such a violation of… of human rights!”
“I don’t give a shit. Or did you not hear the part where you’re my captive? Besides, I’m not human. Now let’s get out of here before your government arrives. According to your memories, they’re the type to experiment on aliens, right?”
“Do I even need to answer?”
She laughs as she pushes me forward. “It’s best you don’t talk unless spoken to. Oh and I forgot to tell you, the collar does have a shock mechanism.”
Suddenly a jolt of electricity shoots through my body. “Okay! Okay! You don’t have to do that. I would've followed you anyway. How come you didn’t figure that out with my memories? I’m a total alien fanboy.”
She gives me a shove as we walk up to my car. “Drive.”
I get into the driver’s seat as she sits down next to me. I drive as fast as I can out of here. “So… Are you ever going to tell me why you’re here?”
“Doesn’t matter.”
“Of course it matters. We don’t have to be enemies. I mean, that’s, of course, depending on whether you’re here to invade us or not.”
After a long silence, I start to panic. “You’re not here to invade us, right?”
“No. Now shut up.”
“No, I’m not going to shut up. You’re not going to shock your driver and risk getting injured. And you’re holding me hostage. The least you can do is give me information. If you’re not here to invade my planet, then why all the hostility?”
“Listen, I’m a lone survivor. I’m here to look for a place to lay low for a moment while I come up with a plan. If you just let me think, I won’t kill you.”
“Lone survivor? What happened? Is that an escape pod? Was your ship attacked?”
“Do you listen? Stop talking!”
Her eyes are like daggers looking for blood. I keep my cool. We drive the rest of the way to my father’s house in silence as the questions run rampant in my mind.
As we arrive at my father’s old house, the alien quickly gets out and inspects it. Little drones escape out of her suit and survey the property. Thankfully my father’s house is outside of Orlando with the closest neighbors miles away. I unlock the door and shut off the alarm before carrying my luggage inside. She soon barges in behind me, then locks the door and continues her investigation through the house, inspecting every room until she’s satisfied. Her helmet erodes away, showing a beautiful human-looking woman underneath. She has short blonde hair with a sharp angular, yet striking face. She has a pair of blue eyes that shimmer in the light.
“You can trust the thick layer of dust that no one’s been here for some time,” I say.
“Can’t be too cautious. This is unknown territory,” she grumbles.
“Look, I’m not out to get you or whatever. I’m a guy trying to do what’s right. You need help, I can see that is clear. You said you’re not here to conquer or invade us, so that doesn’t make us enemies. I’ll help you as best I can. You just have to have a little faith,” I say. “And would it be all that hard to open up and answer my questions? You can’t expect me to not be curious.”
“Look, Jaiden, I’m not going to settle on this planet. I’m just looking for a short refugee while I plan my next action. So there is no need to get all cozy together.”
“What happened to your people?” I ask.
“That is none of your concern,” she says, giving me a death glare.
“How is it none of my concern? You said you’re a lone survivor if your civilization was destroyed is ours next? I have every right to be concerned,” I spit out.
She lets out a sigh. “I was on a mission to explore the outer rim of the galaxy. I got a distress call from our home planet. When I got back, there was nothing left but a lifeless hull. All of my people were gone.”
“Holy shit,” I gasp. “What could have caused such destruction?”
“We heard rumors of a hostile armada known as The Crux. They move from planet to planet, enslaving life and bending them to their will. They’re not the only force out there capable of such destruction. There also have been rumors of several beings of destruction. There’s a being known as Algoroth the Devourer who goes from world to world leaving lifeless husks in his wake. Then there are the angels of death who leave similar tales. From what I can tell, the destruction of my people matches the de***********ion of The Crux. There were no bodies, no husks. There was just debris from buildings.”
“That's… I’m lost for words. People here have just come to terms with the fact that aliens exist let alone that there are things out there capable of such mass destruction,” I say.
“Well, the sooner you come to grips with that knowledge the better prepared you’ll be when those forces come to your doorstep,” she says.
After a long silence, while the knowledge of our impending doom soaks in, I finally speak up. “So, what are your plans while you're here? I mean, do you plan to blend in? You definitely look human enough.”
“I’ll most likely have to blend in for now. I’m hoping I’ll only have to stay on this planet for at most a month.”
“What are your plans after that? Where do you plan to go?” I ask.
“That’s what I need to figure out. There are still several options available. I can go to the Zedrex system and hide on one of the smuggler moons there. Or find some vacant rock with enough resources and stay there for a while.”
“Why not just live here?” I ask. “You blend in fine and there’s plenty of resources.”
“That could be an option, once I do my research, I’ll re-evaluate my options.”
“Well, I suppose you can use my sister’s clothes to blend in for now. You can sleep in her room for now as well. She won’t mind,” I say.
I lead her into my sister’s old room. Still left it the same way when she lived here through college. “Of course, if none of these clothes fit, we’ll have to buy new ones. It’s hard to tell with your armor suit on.”
Suddenly her suit melts away into her belt, leaving her in a skin-tight undersuit. She takes off her belt as I take in the sight. Her body is pure muscle, but lean, not bulky. Her breasts are the size of grapefruits and under those is an 8 pack set of abs. Her hips are wide with a massive bulge in her groin. Wait… Why’s there a bulge? I look up into her eyes as she watches me, analyzing me closely. “Like what you see, human?”
“I uh… I should uh, give you some privacy,” I quickly shut the door behind me as I rush out of there. I head into the kitchen. She has a bulge…
Why does she have a bulge? I quickly push the thought out of my brain as I search for something to eat. Of course, there’s nothing to eat in the house. Shit. Now what? Should I order pizza or something?
A second later, she walks out in jeans and a flannel shirt. Wow. She looks rather normal. She could easily blend in. “What do you have to eat on this backwater planet?”
“I was literally just looking for food. I think we’ll have to go out to eat or order in. By the way, what’s your name?”
“My name is Rayne Sabot,” she says.
“That’s definitely going to stick out. You should come up with a human alias,” I say.
She puts her hands on her hips as an eyebrow raises. “I take it you have a suggestion.”
“There are loads of names you could pick from. Mandy, Carol, Sabrina, Mindy, Ashley…”
“Sabrina will work,” she says.
“You’ll also need a last name,” I say. “How about Foster?”
“Fine,” she says.
Suddenly, there’s a knock at the door. My heart nearly breaks out of my chest as I look over at Rayne. Her eyes cut into me as she whips out a knife. How did she hide a knife? Oh fuck, what if it’s the government? Could they track us here?
To be continued.
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