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Intergalactic Sexual

August 27, 2013

On a windy autumn day, Alan was walking in a secluded area, which was just a wasteland really. He would often stroll around here when he wanted to think things over. He had been walking around for about 40 minutes, had notced dusk was setting in, and turned around to embark on the short journey home. Walking with his head tilted forward and his eyes directed at the floor, Alan noticed something out the top of his vision. When he looked up he was astonished, because he saw a creature which was unlike any he had seen. Alan was seized by curiosity, but was also cautious, as the creature was fairly large. Whatever it was, this being was not primitive – it may even be a mammal; it stood upright, afterall. It was only then that Alan noticed a saucer parked 50 or so meters to his right. It dawned on Alan that he was standing face-to-face with an alien.

The alien did not appear threatening. It made a stream of noise, akin to singing but less forced and more random, that was actually quite beautiful. The alien made its way toward Alan. He retreated and the alien came to a halt. The alien walked toward him again. As Alan started to retreat once more he smelled a fragrence more beautiful than any he had ever smelled. He noticed the further he moved from the alien, the fainter the scent became. It was clearly eminating from her. Although all logic told Alan to get out of there, the beautiful fragrence had a grip on him. Not only did he stop retreating but he slowly walked toward the alien.

Standing directly in front of the alien, he could see she was actually quite beautiful, with very delicate features. It’s skin was sort of like that of a seal, except less slimey and blue rather than grey. Suddenly, he noticed a new fragrance. This one caused immense horniness. Alan said to himself “I cannot fuck an alien”, but the horniness was unbearable. Alien turned the alien over and fucked her there under the beaming moon.

Alan had trouble digesting the reality that he had fucked an alien. He saw her take off in her saucer after they had finished and now he wondered whether she would tell the other aliens on her planet that he raped her. This could cause an interplanetary war. Upon further thought, Alan discarded this notion: she didn’t seem like the type to do that.

Slowly but surely, Alan came to grips with his encounter. His worries faded and he returned to living the sort of relaxed life he had before.

5 years after the incident, Alan was sitting on the couch watching Wheel of Fortune when he said to himself “I need to take a piss”. When he pulled his dick out he noticed it was puffy. He thought “This is sure to subside”. But a week later it hadn’t so he decided to see a doctor.

A few days later he saw Dr Appleby and told him that his dick was puffy. When Dr Appleby asked him about his sexual history Alan told the doctor about the alien. Dr Appleby said he is constituted to believe that people who claim to have had sex with aliens are mentally ill. However, he knows of a doctor who takes such claims seriously. His name was Dr Slavinska and he operates out of a unused equipment storage room at the local shopping center.

Alan turned up for an appoinment he arranged with Dr Slavinska. The door to the equipment storage room can be accessed from outdoor; one needn’t enter the shopping center to get to Dr Slavinska’s office. Today was a hot day, and Alan’s dick was as puffy as ever. Dr Slavinska, a man of 50 who could pass for 46, answered the door. He said “You must be Alan”, in a thick Belorussian accent, for Dr Slavinska was from Belarus. Alan said “Yes I am” and entered the doctor’s office. Alan sat down and commented that this was a weird place for a doctor’s office. Dr Slavinsky replied that he had to resort to operating out of such a place because the “medical herd” and marginalised him for specialising in paranormal medicine, but he likes having an office here nonetheless. “What may I help you with?” asked the doctor. Alan relayed the experience he had with the alien and the puffy dick that resulted. Dr Slavinska said “May I see it, please?” Alan complied. The doctor put on rubber gloves, looked at Alan’s appendage, and said”First of all, I must say that you have a very beautiful penis” Then he put a cotton swob down the pipe of Alan’s cock. He did this so he could detect any trace of malignant pathogens, earthly or otherwise, that may account for the problem. The doctor told Alan to return in 3 weeks for the results.

Alan returned home and continued with his life as best he could.

3 weeks later he returned to the equipment storage room to hear the results. The doctor told him that microbes from his dick were almost certainly from another galaxy. Alan has suspected that he had caught this from the alien and now Dr Slavinska confirmed that “That bitch put that space shit in your cock, man”.

“How can you be sure?” asked Alan.

The doctor leaned forward, clutched a book resting on his desk, and held it up for Alan to see. “You see this book, Alan. This was written in 1881 by a group called ‘The Gateway to Cosmic Order’. The group was founded in 1879 and disbanded in 1883 for unknown reasons. The group was small and only published 2 books. The first is by all accounts a bad book, with many mistakes and misinformation. The second, however, is the most important book in paranormal medicine and perhaps medicine per se. It described the condition you have but offers little in the way of remedy. The microbes in your dick are very clingy, man. They result in gangrene of the penis, but it’s not fatal.” Alan nodded.

“Alan, please tell me: how strong is your pissing power: out of 10, how forcefully can you piss out your urine?” Alan thought about it for a moment, and then responded “Probably 6.5 out of 10″. The doctor looked disappointed, but nodded politely. He then leaned back and ran his fingers over his moustache and a slight smile appeared on his face. “Hamburgers” he said “Do you like hamburgers, Alan?” Alan stated that he did. “I have a portable barbeque at my house; I bought it in this very shopping center during my lunch break a month or two back. We could use a spatchula to flip burgers on my portable barbeque at my house on the weekend, and then we can eat the humburgers”. Alan liked this idea and accepted the invitation.

Alan arrived at Dr Slavinska’s at midday on Saturday for the barbeque. As it turned out he lived only 300 or so meters from Alan, across the park and up the hill. Alan was greeted by the doctor and taken to the backyard where the barbeque was to take place. As they were putting meat on the grill, Dr Slavinska’s wife came out holding a tray with 2 beers. “This is my wife, Roseanna”. She had much make-up on, exposed a great deal of cleavage, and wore tight pussy pants. Alan thought it odd to wear such attire, especially at midday when it would just be the 3 of them, but he wasn’t unduly bothered by it. He took his beer and sipped away, while the men continued attending to the food. 20 minutes later, Roseanna come out again, this time with a bowl of pretzels. After placing the pretzels on a tray by the barbeque, she spanked Alan’s ass and really cusped it at the point of impact. Alan’s shock was plain to see. “Alan” said Dr Slavinska “I didn’t just ask you over to have some hamburgers. I had an ulterior motive, but don’t be alarmed: my motive was in your best interest.”

“I did a lot of thinking about the intergalactic microbes in your penis. A lot of force is need to flush them out. This is why I asked you to rate your pissing power when you were in my office last. I was hoping your pissing power was such that it might drive out the microbes, but when you said your power was in the average range, it was like a dagger in my soul. Then another idea came to mind. Semen, or jizz as it is known to the layman, is a much more sticky substance than piss. It would be a better substance at flushing out the microbes than piss. Unfortunately, you cannot expel semen with the same force as urine, because of muscles and so forth. That’s when I had my idea.”

The doctor pointed at his wife, who was cleaning the sliding door but only to showcase her ass, “You see that woman, Alan? She is the best lay a man could ever have. She is fabulous masturbator. She has given my orgasms so great I thought I was going to ejaculate a testicle. Sometimes I think my nuts will die of thirst after being with her. Alan, will you fuck my wife in hopes of obtaining an orgasm so great it will shoot the microbes from your dick?” Alan, thought about it, saying finally “But don’t you mind my being with your wife?” Dr Slavinska said he believes every man is a warrior and every warrior needs an enemy. His enemy was space microbes. He would do everything in his power to prevent them from hurting humans. “That is very noble of you” replied Alan. “Go, fuck my wife, Alan. Take her to my bedroom and do whatever your want with her, but use condoms when you go in her mouth, vagina, or asshole. We don’t want her getting these space bugs. And don’t delay orgasm; this has to be fast and furious. We need a lot of force for success”.

Alan took the wife to the bedroom. He leaned against the wall, and Roseanna masturbated him like a woman possessed. Alan could see the doctor hadn’t exxagerated. She was a cock maestro. If anything he had understated her powers. Even though she had been working on him for less than 90 seconds. He felt an ecstasy well up in him. Then suddenly he shot a huge wadd which sailed past Roseanna’s ear, with such force that the wind it gave off blew her hair back, and smacked against the opposing wall. The sound it made on hitting that wall was such that you’d think a boxer was doing mitt-work in there. Alan collapsed as he had expended his entire energy resevior with such a knee-trembling orgasm. When he awoke he found he found the couple had propped him against the wall in a sitting position. They were crouched down before him and were happy to see his regaining consciousness. “Come on, Alan, have a hamburger?” said the doctor, as he put a burger before Alan’s face.

“Congratulations, Alan, the tests have come back negative” said the doctor during an appoinment a week after the barbeque, “you are free of the space disease”. Alan breathed a huge sigh of relief and smiled merrily, even though he expected such news after the orgasm of a century his wife had given him. “Thank you, doctor. I don’t know how I can ever repay you.” “Don’t ever worry about it. It is my pleasure.”

The doctor and Alan became good friends thereafter, and even holidayed together with Roseanna in Austria. However, he never fucked Roseanna again. The only reason it occured the first time was for medical purposes.

Alan often thought about the space bitch that gave him the disease and wondered what she was doing now. He was not scared of her return, however, because the doctor had the book from the Gateway to Cosmic Order with him and it told of how to fight this particular species of alien.

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