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Enquiring Minds Want to Know
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
Everything was darkness, peace and silence.
Then I slowly started to become aware of the fact of my own existence somewhere
in this nothingness. The bottomless emptiness of non-being started to acquire
a center of being, a center that was me. Gradually, the surrounding blackness
turned grey, and I began to perceive sounds, movement, whirring noises.
And then, suddenly, it all took on reality. The formlessness gelled in an
instant, and I knew that I existed, that I was somewhere, stretched out on some
flat, softly yielding surface, and that my eyes were closed.
I slowly opened my eyes. That was when I knew that I had died and gone to
Heaven. Or maybe the other place. A face was hanging above me, watching me
intently. A woman's face, the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Large,
wide-set, dark blue eyes. Intelligent, totally aware eyes that I could drown
in forever. High perfect cheekbones, and a straight, finely shaped nose over a
full, sensuous mouth, with just a hint of a smile hovering over it.
And her skin was radiantly clear, more perfect than skin can ever be except in
the retouched photos of film stars. There was only one thing wrong: her
perfect skin was radiantly blue.
So there was life after death. But I never would have thought that the Hindu
religion would turn out to be the Truth, not like this. I knew that there was
only one place where I had seen blue skin like that before, faces like that,
and that was in Hindu religious pictures.
My mind started a frantic process of memory retrieval. What was supposed to
happen now, how should I act? Were there tests to pass, tests that would
determine how I would spend the rest of Eternity or at the very least my next
lifetime? Perhaps I had already missed some crucial act of preparation, like
having a coin for the ferryman? Was I already condemmned to spend eon upon
eon, the Days and Nights of Brahma, in some formless limbo?
My ruminations were interrupted when those beautiful eyes suddenly looked away
from mine, making me feel as if I had been dropped from some great height.
Instead her divine eyes started to inspect the rest of my body, and that was
when I became aware that the perfect face was connected to a body of equal
perfection. A body that was naked and unbelievably blue.
A movement somewhere to my right caused me to become aware of the rest of my
surroundings. This place definitely didn't bear any resemblance to any
antechamber of either Heaven or Hell that I had ever heard of. It was much too
technological to be even remotely connected to any place that operated on
principles of magic. It was filled with incomprehensible instruments and
machinery. In fact --
I was on a spaceship.
There was a huge window, and outside the window I could see what was
unmistakably the shining blue and white planet Earth. And it was easy to see
that we were moving at great speed above it, probably great enough to pull away
from it, leaving for some unknown destination.
Underneath the window was a long instrument panel, obviously the place from
which the flight of this spaceship was controlled. Sitting at the panel,
totally concentrated on her work, was another naked beauty, just as perfect as
the first one. The only major difference was that this one was green.
I had hardly taken in this fact (digesting it was a feat that I gladly put off
for some much later occasion), when my attention was riveted back to the first
beauty. She was touching me, gently removing my hand from my still erect cock.
And in that moment I realized that I was completely paralyzed, unable to move
anything except my eyes.
Not even my vocal cords would work when I tried to protest this sudden act of
unexpected familiarity. And somehow I didn't think that my objections would
have had any effect on the blue beauty. She calmly straddled me and slowly
lowered herself unto my hardon, first rubbing it against the lips of her cunt,
surrounded by short, curly, steely-blue hair, and then taking it in to the hilt
with a deep shudder of obviously profound pleasure running through her body.
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(To be continued in the next massage...)
So I wasn't dead, after all. I had been abducted by multi-colored sex
goddesses from Outer Space, or something - one of whom was riding my hard cock
with great enthusiasm at this very moment. And she was the most beautiful
thing I had ever seen. And she was blue all over.
All of this would take some getting used to, that much was clear. But I was
beginning to feel that maybe the effort was not beyond me, and that it
certainly would be worthwhile. This conviction was reinforced in no small
degree by the sensations conveyed to me by my cock. Even though I was
paralyzed, I most definitely hadn't lost the ability to feel things.
And the things I was feeling! All the time while she was rapidly riding my
cock, her wet, juicy cunt was milking my rod with the most amazing, fluttering,
sucking movements. Maybe I was in Heaven after all! With a magic cunt like
that she didn't have to be a beauty, and I couldn't have cared less that she
was an alien from space. Hell, with that glorious pussy I was beginning to
think that I would have loved her even if she had been uglier than a toad...
She kept riding me, wilder and wilder, sucking, carressing, pumping around my
throbbing cock. I was paralyzed, but I wasn't stiff, except for that one part
of me that was stiffer than it ever had been before. Suddenly an especially
violent movement caused my head to fall over on the right side, so that I no
longer could see my blue goddess very well. However, I could see the other one
now, the green one.
She wasn't quite as absorbed by her work any longer - perhaps the most critical
part of the flight was nearing completion - and frequently shot interested
glances over her shoulder at me and Lady Blue. What a body she had, intensely
green, with black hair that had just a slight tinge of green. Her breasts were
full and firm, her waist thin, and her hips wide - and her behind had that
perfect rounded fullness that always is the most glorious promise of great sex.
Her eyes were a brilliant, light green, shining as with a light from within. It
drove me wild to look into them, while feeling the other one milking my cock
with her unearthly cunt. And her eyes shot sparks of unbridled lust back at me
whenever she threw me a glance. She seemed to be more than a little torn
between her duties as a pilot and the scene behind her.
Then she appeared to come to a decision, turned halfway around towards us, and
spread her legs wide. I expected her to start rubbing her wet slit, but that
wasn't what happened.
What happened was that her cunt - the whole pubic mound, with its curly
greenish-black hair, slit, vagina and all - in some mysterious way detached
itself from the rest of her lovely body and lowered itself down to the floor on
a sort of elastic tube. And then a bunch of tiny legs, like crab-legs or small
fingers, came out of the "back" of this strange animal, and it started to crawl
towards me.
Then she closed her legs so I couldn't determine exactly how this miracle was
accomplished or what she looked like in the place where her cunt used to be.
But she kept looking me straight in the eye, smiling like some witch or demon,
while the legged cunt scurried over the floor.
I lost sight of it for a moment when it got close to the bed or couch where the
blue one was fucking me, but then it appeared again over the edge. It crawled
up on my body, trailing the elastic tube that attached it to its "mistress".
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see it trying take the place of the blue
one on my cock. My blue rider would have none of that, however. She picked it
up in one hand and bent forward to turn my face straight up again, whereupon
she bent even further and kissed me on the mouth.
As she kissed me I felt a tingling sensation, and suddenly I had the use of my
mouth again, my tongue willingly responding to her deep, probing kiss. Then
she sat up again and placed the walking cunt over my mouth.
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(To be continued in the next massage)
It wasn't the first time that I had my cock in one pussy and another one over
my mouth, but it had definitely never been like this before. When I didn't
start licking the green pussy fast enough, it started to move around until it
covered both my mouth and my nose, making it impossible for me to breathe. I
got the message and got to work on it with my tongue.
I could have sworn that it _purred_ as it moved away from my nose and settled
over my mouth. Well, what else could you expect from a pussy that was capable
of walking around by itself, on its own eight legs? And it wasn't unpleasant,
in fact it had a rather nice taste, unlike any Earth woman's pussy, both
metallic - greenish metallic - and sweet, honey-sweet.
So I licked and sucked, giving her clit the most exquisite tongue massage I
knew how, at times sticking my tongue as deep as I could into the wet, juicy,
honey-filled hole. And meanwhile the blue sex goddess was impaling herself on
my burning, pulsating cock with a ferocity that made me marvel that I hadn't
come a long while ago.
I started to suck on the green one's peanut-sized clit, while flicking my
tongue over the tip of it. I didn't have to keep it up for long before she
came. I could hear her loud moans from her seat by the instrument panel -
whatever was in that long tube, it must have carried plenty of sensory signals
back to her. And her cunt was ejaculting gobs and gobs of delicious honey into
my mouth.
Then I saw her abruptly jerk upright out of the corner of my eye. The legged
cunt left my mouth with a sated plop and was rapidly dragged across the room
until it disappeared between the legs of its green mistress, who was busily
making adjustments on the control panel.
My attention returned to my blue rider. When I looked in her face I could see
that she didn't have far to go either. Her nostrils were flaring out, her
cheeks blushing an even darker blue, and her breathing was getting irregular.
Her eyes met mine with blue flashes of lust under fluttering eyelids, and then
she came and came and came.
My God, the contractions around my cock almost defy any attempt at description.
They started at the root and worked their way up to the head, milking me so
forcefully that it immediately brought me off. I thought that the semen would
never stop pumping up into her hungry cunt, it seemed to go on forever, sending
showers of sparks up my spine to go off like fireworks of ecstasy in my head.
And then it was finally all over and my cock started to go limp inside the blue
pussy. I looked into the eyes of my blue lover, and I could see that she
didn't like it the moment she felt it start to lose its hardness. After a
short moment she got up off of me and went over to the far side of the room
(cabin? bridge?) to fetch something.
When she came back she held something that looked like a phaser gun or
something similarly advanced and incomprehensible to me in her hand. I felt a
certain apprehension when she aimed it at me - or more precisely straight at my
offending cock - and pressed a button. Another tingling feeling came over me
and then my cock started to get hard again, rising straight up like an
alabaster wand.
She put aside the sex gun, straddled me again, and impaled herself on my
joystick, giving out a small sigh of contentment.
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(To be continued on demand, in some other massage...)
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