Semua Bab COSMIC HEAT: Bab 1 - Bab 10

One of these days I just knew I’d meet a few aliens. Some humans thought that we were alone in the vast universe. Some didn’t. I also worked in Roswell New Mexico, we had little statues, and masks and mummified replicas of aliens all over the gift shop. I hadn’t had any close encounters of any kind yet, but in the near future I hoped to meet a few little green, or grey, men. I was a vegan, just out of high school, and took the graveyard shift because no one else wanted it.I have to admit that it was hard working around all of those greasy burgers and milkshakes all the time but so far, I’d managed to resist their allure. I planned to keep my thin, girlish figure until I was, oh—maybe thirty or so. In other words, old. I knew the hazards of working at a diner, in the middle of nowhere practically, and smack in the middle of prime country for aliens. Forget about No Country For Old Men. I lived and worked at a place that could have had a flashing, neon, and beat-up old sign outside say

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’

When I felt his long black hair in my face and could smell his arousal until it was almost overwhelming—that‘s when he came into me again with a blinding sort of passion and a flood of emotion, and I knew that this particular alien could fill all of my sexual needs—and then some. I wanted to talk about him and his life and how he occupied his time between the stars and how long it took. I knew he was awake all the time so it couldn’t have been years as he traveled from solar system to solar system, across the galaxy. From watching so much Sci-Fi I knew about worm holes—sort of— and ion drives and stasis and such things but somehow, he looked like he hadn’t spent much time asleep in case he missed something that came up unexpectedly.Like earth, and me. He lay beside me on the bed, counting the number of pieces of wood which lined my ceiling. I had a country cottage look going. He was curious about everything we had, and not just about a woman’s body. I was glad he’d allocated a large

Madeleine had been quiet until now, but the experience at having witnessed such a momentous occasion and the very smell of the T-Rex's sperm, which seemed to hang headily in the air, drove her off a precipice. She cried out, her voice as thick as the jungle air surrounding her, as she fell into an orgasm, the dinosaurs’ trumpeting drowning out her voice. Her own cry woke her up in her bed, far away from the jungle, the blankets tangled around her nude, sweaty body like vines. She gasped and moaned as she rode out the last sweet notes of her very real orgasm, twisting her fists in her pillowcase. She panted as she turned on the bedside lamp, blinking in the warm light. That had been ... unexpected but unsurprising, all at the same time. The paleontologist surveyed all the academic journals and ancient tomes she had on loan from the university library. They were spread haphazardly on the bed, sticky notes protruding from many of the pages, some of the books scattered across the floor.

A shadow crossed, blotting out all the early morning sunlight. "What was that?" he said, swearing and stopping short. Madeleine continued to run, praying that it wasn't a dream, hoping to see the subject of her research and years-long obsession in the flesh. Brandon captured her arm and pulled back, hard. "Stop," he said. "We don't know what's out there." "I do," she said, yanking frantically against him. "What else could it be?" Brandon eyed the door, his blue eyes illuminated by the sun. The floor continued to vibrate, but it was growing fainter. "Hurry!" Madeleine urged. "We'll go, but stay close," he said finally. Madeleine sprinted for the door, pulling him along behind her. They reached the door together and pushed it open, blinking as they burst into the bright morning light. The commons area was empty, devoid of students and professors. It was much too early. Brandon and Madeleine were the only ones awake. "Where are the kids doing the prank?" Brandon asked. Madeleine's mout