STARLUST 3

At least it’s different. Not... ‘Oh baby, baby, let me at you. Uh huh, let’s fuck. Let me at your cherry... ‘ I’d been so busy thinking about the humming and trying to get his by now huge erection inside of me that I hadn’t noticed his accent change every time he said something. I shrugged. Currently it was a cross between Australian and South African. “Uh, bend your knees. I want you inside of me,” I told him urgently. He did it easily while he threw off my blouse then stopped to admire my breasts—I thought.

While he looked at them and touched them, he ran his thumbs back and forth across the nipples, and I managed to shove off my panties and then after inserting his huge cock inside of me, climb aboard. After I jammed on tight I told him to pull out from the wall a bit and then I hung around his waist with my legs and swiveling around, he pushed me against the wall. I needed lubrication because my tight virgin’s pussy was gripping his cock like there was no tomorrow, but there hadn’t been any movement so far.

His eyes were riveted to my nipples and finally, he bent down then licked them and took them into his mouth. I started to get wet and he pushed into me all the way then using his hands he lifted me off his cock a little, helped by my athletic ability, and we began to fuck each other. He was still humming but it had lessened. He stopped for a moment and managed to get his shirt off and when I felt his chest against my breasts I had the first climax of my life.

A real climax. Not one of those pallid imitations of one. He still had his pants on and although it was a turn on I knew he was uncomfortable and hot. I figured that if he took off his pants that maybe the humming would stop. He looked around for a moment then perched me on an air conditioner box and then immediately pulled out, tore off his pants, and entered me with such force again that I was pushed back against the wall. I had my legs hanging over the edge of the box so I latched them around his waist once again and he walked off down the road, all the while fucking me as I was doing to him. It was sort of unusual but I climaxed again and his humming had stopped.

All I could figure out was that he had bad temperature control and the humming might have been his own form of air conditioning. We’d gone a few feet before I remembered something. “Stop. I have to go back and get my handbag. It has all my keys in it. And my wallet. He turned ninety degrees and went back to where we’d started, managed to grab my handbag, loop it over his arm, and then put his arms around me again. I was really glad that our tiny town had gone to bed early.

Not a car passed us and no one saw us walking and fucking and fucking and walking all the way to my house. I rode him like a rocket ship taking off vertically. We had remained attached until I got my front door open and then he slammed it shut with his foot and I dropped my handbag on the floor and pointed to my bed. I was an experience I’d remember for the rest of my life. After collapsing onto my bed I moved upright and then that’s why I found myself riding him like a rocket ship ready for launch. He hadn’t come yet and I wondered if he had a problem. He didn’t—I found out a bit later.

He saw the photos I had of the space shuttle Endeavour when it was being transported from the airport in Los Angeles to the Science Museum, twelve miles away. Through the streets of Los Angeles, past donut restaurants and Bed Bath & Beyond stores, past curious onlookers who watched the journey by the thousands. His eyes were glued to the photo and he never missed a beat. He put it down then pumped into me until I knew he was coming because he jerked upwards for one last time and I felt the jets of his semen blasting into me. I’d already climaxed several times and when I felt his, I realized that he was all-human. At least, I thought so. I wasn’t one hundred percent sure, but fairly certain.