Strange Encounter

Strange Encounter

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Jeff has an encounter in the woods that he was not expecting. "A brilliant light pierces the night sky"...and Jeff is transported into another reality.

Summary

Jeff has an encounter in the woods that he was not expecting. "A brilliant light pierces the night sky"...and Jeff is transported into another reality.

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Submitted: November 27, 2012

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Submitted: November 27, 2012

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The light was brilliant in the darkness, illuminating the spot in the forest. It danced through the pine branches as a slight breeze pushed them to and fro. "What a strange color," Jeff thought. He edged his way toward the pulsating bluish-white specter. The underbrush kept him from getting a good look at what was creating the light. The forest floor made it hard to move with stealth as he picked his way forward. Only the sound of the rushing water from the stream next to which he had spent the day fishing could be heard.

Jeff had backpacked in several miles to this remote spot so that he would not have to share the stream or himself. Over the past few weeks, work had been hectic and the stress had been getting to him. All Jeff wanted was to get as far away from people and the rigors of civilization as he could. The weekend had only begun and now he would have to pack up and move on to escape the long reach of humanity. "Damn, he thought. All I wanted was to have a little quiet away from everyone and now I've got neighbors again."

Against the bright light, he could make out shadows of figures moving about. Jeff couldn't tell whether they were men or women. The figures went about their work in silence. Suddenly, there was a flash of light, he found himself bathed in a green glow that paralyzed him where he stood. Try as he might his limbs would not respond. Frozen, terrible anxiety welled up inside him giving him the feeling that his head was spinning. His body was going numb. He felt as though he would pass out. Closing his eyes, Jeff willed the feeling to go away. Soon, the spinning sensation subsided and a sense of normality returned.

Opening his eyes, Jeff found himself face to face with a creature the likes of which he had never seen before. The little figure eyed him up and down with large obsidian eyes, much too large for its head. The creature, in a silver body-hugging one-piece suit, turned its head this way and that as it eyed the human. Jeff struggled with his overwhelming fear and his ever-present sense of curiosity. He wanted to run but remained immobilized by that strange green glow. He tried to call out but his voice was as useless as his legs. Another of the creatures appeared and they moved to either side of him. Their small, elongated fingers grasp his arms as he hung in the air like a balloon on a string. They were directing him toward that strange spinning light. "This has got to be a dream...that's it, like when your feet are stuck in the mud and you need to run but can't," he thought. Try as he might Jeff could not will himself to wake up. This was no dream.

Ahead in the lighted forest was a small flattened bell-shaped craft hovering above a clearing in the forest. They directed him forward floating toward the alien craft. An overwhelming fear returned, he had to run. He couldn't let them force him into the craft. He struggled to move his arms and legs but nothing happened. His body remained paralyzed, numb, unable to move, yet his mind was alert and racing. "OK, he thought, if I can't run or fight I'll pretend to cooperate. Sooner or later they'll turn their backs and I'll have my chance."

Up close the little craft was larger than he thought. It was a dull gray metallic color. There were no visible markings and it appeared to be made from one unbroken piece of cast aluminum about 25 or 30 feet in diameter. No doors or windows were visible. The blue-white pulsing light glowed eerily from beneath illuminating the forest floor in a ghostly light.

As if by magic, an opening appeared on the side of the ship where moments before there was no hint of a door of any kind. Levitated, he was directed through the opening into what looked like a small hallway. The green glow surrounding him now faded away as he felt his feet contact the floor, and he regained control of his body once again. The creatures motioned him to a small seat that appeared out of the wall. Leaving him there, they continued. He turned to make a break for the door but there was no door, no opening, nothing but a solid wall. What looked like three-dimensional hieroglyphics within a triangle in its place. Other hieroglyphics were visible at random the length of the short hallway. He reached out and touched the wall where the door had been, expecting to feel cool metal. To his surprise, it was warm and had the soft texture of human skin. "Creepy," he thought as he jerked back his hand.

Jeff felt eyes on him as he turned to see another of the creatures ambling toward him with its hand extended. Strangely, Jeff was not afraid. It was as if the creature was talking to him, calming his fears although it did not speak or make any sound. The words seemed to form in Jeff's mind. The little person took his hand and led him into a larger room that must have been the center of the ship. There was a control panel of sorts in the middle of the room. Two of the small creatures were busy at the controls. They didn't bother to look up as the alien led Jeff past them, into yet another room.

This space was also small and circular, about 9 feet in diameter.

Thankfully, he could stand up unlike the rest of the ship where he had to stoop to keep from bumping his head. In the center was a circular padded structure that looked like a large ottoman or small bed. The room was bare of any other objects and appeared made of the same creepy flesh-like material. The alien motioned for him to sit on the ottoman and left, only to return immediately with an associate. They began to undress him against his protests. These "little people" possessed amazing strength. Yet, they seemed to be very gentle with him. When he began to struggle they would stop, wait for him to calm down, and then begin again. Repeating this until he finally realized that resistance was futile. He didn’t want to be paralyzed again so Jeff succumbed to their efforts. Horrible visions of dissection crossed his mind. Were they going to remove parts of him? Or God forbid, eat him? He forced the panic and thoughts from his mind.

When they had finished removing his clothing, they took the clothes out of the room. He was completely nude and sitting on the ottoman. The door closed behind them in the blink of an eye leaving only a bare wall. He contemplated what may come. He had heard the stories of abductions, people experimented on or disappearing, never to be seen again. His mind reeled at the thought of them probing, poking, or dissecting him. He thought of his family and friends and how they would take his disappearance. He began to feel very alone and the magnitude of the event started to sink in. He bowed his head and tried to think more positive thoughts.

There came a hissing sound of escaping gas, filling the room with a strange sickly sweet odor. Jeff ran around the room trying to find something to cover his nose and mouth with. A gray mist was coming from small outlets in the ceiling. The acrid smell made him nauseous. He felt like throwing up but somehow managed to keep his stomach contents down. He sat, resigned to his fate. Jeff closed his eyes and lay back on the ottoman feeling dizzy as the odor dissipated.

After what seemed like only a few minutes the door opened and a different form appeared. This was a female and completely naked. She looked much more human than the others, with long thin straight hair, white as snow. Her skin was pale and blemish-free. The girl shared the strange eyes of the others, black like obsidian. Jeff could see his reflection in them as she stared unblinkingly. Although they were much smaller, more human, perhaps Asian looking. Her body was slender and well proportioned, taller than the others. She had normal-looking breasts. They were petite, reminding Jeff of a developing 12 or 13-year-old. Jeff stood as she came up to him, unsure of what she might do. Pressing her body against his, she made cooing noises and ran her thin, lips across his chest. He was at once excited and fearful. Her small, thin hand found his penis, grasping and pulling on it with a delicate touch. He could feel his senses stirring as he attempted to push her away. She pulled herself closer and increased the urgency of her touch. He began to uncontrollably rise and stiffen. The girl looked at his penis with piercing ebony eyes. She made that soft cooing sound again as he soon filled both of her petite hands. Now, seeing her up close, she was older than she first appeared. Rather than a teenager, she appeared to be in her late twenties. Although she could have been much older or younger. How was he to know?

Jeff was well-endowed, over eight inches long when erect with a girth to match. He wondered how she could ever manage his size, being that she was only about 4 1/2 feet tall, thin, and small-boned. "Stop thinking like that, he chided himself. You're not going to have sex with her!"

Her thin lips moved down his stomach with what passed as 'butterfly' kisses. He watched as she came face to face with his growing shaft. He acquiesced to the building pleasure and reclined onto the bed, assuming that this was part of the examination. The creature now ran her thin lips up and down the sides of his hardness. She continued to stroke him with her hands and hungry eyes. Those eyes! Like black glass, reflecting the soft light, seductive and hypnotic. She nuzzled and fondled his testicles driving him to take charge. If sex is what she wanted he was going to give it to her, he didn't care if the others were watching or not. It had been weeks since he had been with anyone, and he was, after all, a young, healthy and horny male.

With a quick, practiced move he scooped the girl up and sat her on the bed. She spread her legs, revealing very human-like anatomy. Her sex was lightly covered with thin, downy soft hair of the same pearly-white color as her head. The girl's clit was peeking from between her pouting lips, swollen, pink, glazed with her wetness. Jeff paused for a moment as he remembered where he was. The thought of the strangeness of this whole encounter made him hesitate.
 

Were the others watching them? Probably. Was he doing the right thing with her? He didn't know. But, he was a man who hadn't had sex in over a month, so his pent-up desire and hormones prevailed. Jeff was always a very attentive lover. He was concerned with the woman's pleasure as much as his own and had learned, "to receive good sex you have to give good sex".

He started by running his lips along her neck to one of her small delicate ears, first one side and then the other. Nipping at her ears, her cooing turned to a throaty purr. He then turned his attention to those sweet pink nipples. Following the curves of her breasts, Jeff circled each until he reached her nipples. Tickling them with the tip of his tongue, he sucked each one into his mouth. She was breathing faster now and her nipples became ripe little berries ready to burst. Her long, thin neck and face flushed pink with excitement. The rosy color flooding her cheeks gave her the look of a porcelain doll. With eyes closed, she reclined on the bed. He followed her down, kissing her soft, lily-white thighs and velvety mound. Using a gentleness he had developed from his years of experience. She moaned that throaty sound, rocking her hips to meet his searching mouth. She tasted sweet with a faint cinnamon-like odor, reminding him of a Cinnabon pastry shop. Sweeter than any human girl he had been with. Her taste and fragrance drew him like a bee to nectar. He lapped at her juices which came with increasing volume, sucking and tonguing her clit until it stood stiff like a small hooded penis. Jeff savored the response he was eliciting from her. He inserted a finger into her tight opening as he continued to suck and lick her. He could feel her vaginal muscles flex around his finger as he continued to probe her with two fingers now. She began to writhe on the bed and reach for his stiff cock, which he kept just out of her reach. She arched her back and with a shrill cry plunged herself onto his probing fingers. He held his mouth tightly to her as she came to orgasm. His tongue pressing against her throbbing erection. "Well now, at least some things don't change...wherever you're from," Jeff thought.

Jeff's face was wet with her sweet cinnamon juices as he moved to mount her. His thick manhood poised to penetrate her sex. Small thin fingers gripped his shaft and rubbed the broad, smooth head over her clitoris. She slid his member through her slit, lubricating it for entry. Pressing the man's large cock against her opening, she was somehow able to accommodate his thick girth. Her tension relaxed as his throbbing member slid past puffy, pink lips. The alien was snug and constricting as he pushed into her welcoming warmth. For a moment he lay still with the feel of her squeezing around him, finding pleasure in her grip. Jeff felt a slow pulsing rhythm as he pushed on, filling her with his manhood. To his surprise, she seemed able to take his sizeable cock without a hint of distress. He carefully guided his length into her, stopping now and then to let her adapt to his presence.

Her dark eyes, now half-closed with a smokey bedroom look, gazed at his human face without blinking. He began a slow, easy thrusting. Her pussy felt snug around him as her inner muscles rhythmically massaged his entire length. The feeling was so captivating he didn't know how long he could hold back his orgasm. After several minutes of slow thrusting, the girl again began to moan and squirm beneath him, her head began to turn side to side. He stopped, thinking that he may be hurting her, she responded by pulling him deeper, her delicate fingers digging into his buttocks. She seized control as her second orgasm neared. The alien's hips met Jeff's stroke for stroke, those dark penetrating eyes locked onto his as she bucked wildly. His engorged cock was completely buried in her now as she cried out in pleasure, flooding his crotch with an amazingly wet orgasm.

They lay quietly together as he let her regain her breath and composure before Jeff finally allowed himself to slip from her. Turning her over to her hands and knees, he cradled her waist and pushed into her from behind as he watched his manhood disappeared between her wet ass cheeks sliding easily into her now well-lubricated slit. He spread her cheeks apart to better view himself plunging in and out of her. Hot pink labia stretched around his bloated meat as their combined juices expressed from her with each stroke. Jeff was getting close to cumming now as he gripped her waist with both hands, pulling her repeatedly onto his hard pounding sex. She hovered over the bed as he stroked himself with this lithe little creature. His balls slapped loudly against her as his orgasm neared. Boiling up from its depths came a torrent of heat and release. With a loud groan, Jeff convulsed within her, forcing out jet after jet of white, hot fluid. A powerful orgasm flooded her insides as the pace slowed to match the pulsing contractions of his orgasm. He shuddered in waves as she proceeded to milk him with her extraordinary pelvic muscles. She continued to manipulate him within her body until finally spent, they collapsed onto the bed. Jeff's cock slipping from the alien's body as he turned on to his back.

After a brief time, she rose from the bed moving with slow grace toward the door. Turning to face her human, she patted her stomach, smiled, and pointed toward the sky. With that one last gesture of pleasure, the door slid silently open and she was gone. Jeff sat, stunned by the revelation of what had taken place. "So was this an experiment, he thought, and was I supposed to father a....a...what, a Star Child? UNBELIEVABLE!" Shocked and excited by the prospect, Jeff could only shake his head in disbelief.

Soon, one of the small gray creatures returned with his clothes. He quickly dressed, his head still clouded from the encounter. The next thing Jeff recalled was standing at the wall where the invisible door had closed behind him, flanked by the two small gray aliens.

Jeff awoke, shivering and cold laying next to his sleeping bag. "Damn, I don't remember falling asleep here." The fire was out and the moon now hung high in the sky. Shaking from the cold, he scrambled into his sleeping bag and slept late into the morning which was unusual for him.

It would be more than three months before Jeff began to recall vivid memories of his encounter in the woods. He couldn't be sure if it was a dream or reality. He did remember rising that morning in the woods feeling embarrassed. The crotch of his pants was still wet and the odd smell of cinnamon hung in the air. He remembered thinking at the time, that he must have had one hell of a wet dream.

 

 

 

 


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