Chapter three
We didn’t speak the entire time on the way home and now he was pacing back and forth outside of the kitchen. I wasn’t sure if I could call it a kitchen, because it didn’t remind me of any kitchen that I knew of. I was getting used to the way things were around here. I should’ve been concentrating on a way to get home, but I had gotten caught up in the spirit of competition. I was always one that went against conventional thinking. Even in college, I took a lot of the trophies that were always going to young men. It didn’t matter if it was in hockey, archery or even wrestling.
I showed them that a woman was just as capable. I knew that it was not going to make me any friends, but I couldn’t have cared less. I was making a statement and I’ve since learned that two other women had decided to take on the same role that I did. I wanted the same thing for this world and it might not be my place, but I thought who better than to make the revolution than somebody that had already done that back in her own time.
Women deserve to be treated as equals and I did not like how this world was treating theirs.
“I don’t know what to say to you, Shana. The first thing that comes to mind is that you’re out of your freaking mind. I never wanted to talk about this, but apparently I don’t have any other choice. I didn’t see it at first, but now it’s as plain as the nose on my face. I think it’s high time that you tell me why you came here. I don’t know what your agenda is and that bothers me.”
I could see that he was mad, but I could also see that his excitement over a woman that could stand up for herself was showing itself in a physical way. He probably wasn’t even aware of his condition, but I was tracing each individual inch with my eyes. It looked like it was hard and ready to go to war. I didn’t know much about their physiology, but for the most part they were primarily the same, as anybody that was found on my planet.
“I didn’t come here to make waves.” He looked at me like I was speaking in forked tongue. “I mean I didn’t come here to look for trouble. I didn’t even come here under my own will. I awoke in that field of strange grass and then you came upon me. I come from a different world. I don’t even know how to explain it, but I think that the looking glass might be the answer.” It was the first time that I had brought that subject up and I thought it was time that I finally find out more about it.
“My Lord, Shana, the looking glass is a myth and a legend. People don’t even believe that it exists. There’s only been one that has said that he has walked through and come out after seeing what was on the other side. He’s a crazy man with flaming red hair and he talks in riddles like we’re supposed to know what he’s talking about. His eyes are wild and if that is the cause of going through the looking glass, then I don’t want you to have anything to do with it.” I wasn’t sure how this was any of his business.
“I didn’t ask for you opinion, Braden.”
I was about to say something more, but then he grabbed me and kissed me, before ripping at my clothes. I knew then that I was going to need armor, but right now, his pursuit of my flesh was more important than anything else. “You make me crazy and I don’t know what to do with you.” I could see that he was coming up with something and I was perfectly happy to help him. “You are opinionated, wild and uninhibited and there has been no other woman like you in our history.” I wasn’t sure what he was saying, but the way that he was kissing me with a passion that was unbound was more than telling.
“Shana, I don’t know why I’ve allowed you to get underneath my skin like you do. It amazes me that you can have that kind of affect on me after just a short time of knowing you.” He took my hand and this time this wasn’t going to be some spur the moment act of physical love. This was going to be more romantic and the gesture of his fingers entwining around mine was not lost on me.
“I don’t know what to tell you, Braden. I guess I have always had this effect on the opposite sex. I just never found anybody that was worthy of my time. Usually, I just sleep with them and send them on their way. You’re different and I find your strength and character, not to mention a body that just won’t quit, something that I can’t get out of my head.” We went into the bedroom and there was no bed to speak of. There was this very plush mat on the floor.
We were definitely going to need something to eat after we had done the deed. I would have to rummage through his cupboards and see what I could find to make a meal that was fit for a king and queen.
We stripped in front of each other, taking our time and really allowing our naked bodies to sink into our consciousness. I was flushed to the touch and his cock was now saluting the sky with a helmet that was already showing its arousal by the leakage that was now moving down over the sides. I grabbed it and massaged it into the length, giving it a nice sheen, before once again finding myself on my knees.
“I don’t know if I will never get used to you doing that. I still can’t believe that this is commonplace in your WORRRRRLLLLDDDDD.” The last word was strangled, as I took that moment to give him a little bit of mouth to mouth resuscitation. I drew his knob into my mouth and then back out slowly, so that I could flutter the tip of my tongue against that tiny little opening on the top. He shivered to the touch any trembled to the sensation that I was inflicting on him. “You’ve got to stop doing that.” I loved the reaction that I was getting from giving him oral gratification. He was like a kid in a candy store. Once he got a taste, it was almost like a drug that he couldn’t shake from his back
It had become just as addictive as tobacco had in my world. At least this wasn’t hazardous to his health, unless of course I was doing it wrong. I concentrated on just the head, this time giving it the only pleasure that it was going to receive from my tongue. The rest was now getting a corkscrew method of my fingers working him over into a frenzy.
“I don’t think that I will ever be able to describe this to anyone. They wouldn’t even understand. The only way that they could possibly imagine what this is like is if they were in my shoes. To be honest, there’s a small part that wants to get you to show others what this is all about. There’s also a bigger part that wants to keep it private between the two of us. That might sound selfish, but I can’t help the way that I feel.” He was lying there on that soft as a cloud mattress of sorts. His head was now shaking back and forth, while mine was now bobbing up and down along the first couple of inches. I was popping it in and out of my mouth and I knew just how sensitive he could be on the top. I had seen it first hand and it gave me a good idea that this species of alien was primarily the same as mine. but in different ways.
The cream that was spilling from the top was very flavorful and did not have any of the bitter after taste that you find with some of the males on my planet. I wondered if I was on another planet, or if I had just slipped into a different world altogether. It could be that I had gone back in time, but that wouldn’t explain the technological advances that I’d seen with my own eyes.
“Shana, I don’t know how much more I have in me. I just don’t know how much more I can take before I let it all go. I feel it and it’s getting stronger with each movement of your mouth. It’s overwhelming, but pleasurable in ways that I could never imagine in my lifetime.” He was breathing heavy and his chest was showing the exertion of what I was putting him through. He was pushing up against me and essentially he was literally fucking my face. He probably didn’t even know what that term was. He had already said that blow job did not sufficiently convey what I had done to him.
If I thought about it at length, I would understand his reasoning, but I also knew that I didn’t know anything else to call it. It had always been a blow job and maybe there wasn’t much blowing involved, but the name stuck for some reason.
My lips were on fire and I was skimming them across the length of his shaft. I was leaving behind a trail of my spit, while at the same time moving my hand in a blur of motion that had him literally clawing at the mattress like substance underneath him.
“I’m going to… I’m going to… AHHHHHH.” I let him find that release switch and when I felt the first blast hit my tongue, it was almost like nirvana. It was an ambrosia mixture that I couldn’t get enough of. I let it cascade lazily over my tongue. I let it lay there, so that I could savor every pearl drop that was now encased in my mouth. I had him drained dry of everything that he could possibly produce. There was nothing left and the look on his face was priceless. His eyes were alive with passion and his mouth was parted with his tongue hanging out at an odd angle. He was leaning on his elbows and I looked up with my mouth full, so that he could see the product of his love.
I tipped my head back and let it flow easily into my throat. There was still just a little bit on my tongue and I was reluctant to let it pass. I wanted to bottle that taste and have it with me anywhere that I went. I could open that bottle and slug back a few droplets of his seed, just so that I could get that one taste to keep me going. I suppose I could call this my drug of choice.
“I can see on your face that that was something unexpected. I like that I can always surprise you. It makes me want to think of other ways to give you something to think about. Believe me; blow jobs are not the only thing that I have that you don’t know about. It might be time that I show you some of what I’ve learned. You’re just going to have to trust me and believe that I would never hurt you, unless of course it was intentionally. I would say that I don’t bite, but I think we both know that that’s not true.” I proved it by nipping at his chest and leaving behind a red welt that had come to the surface of the skin.
He squirmed against me, but he did not try to push me away in any way. “If it’s anything like what you just did with your mouth, then you don’t have to ask. I’ll willingly subject myself to any experimentation with any alien species.” It was strange for him to say that about me, when I was thinking the exact same thing “It’s interesting to see what differences you bring into my world.” I still had a hold of him and I was rhythmically squeezing the head and moving my thumb over the excess amount of cream that was now clinging to the tip.
This made him come back to full power with his knob now swelled and ready to take it to the next level. “I want you to close your eyes.” He looked like he was reluctant to do so, but I stared at him with a stern expression to make him believe that I wasn’t going to do anything, until he did. “Trust me and this is something that you’ll never forget.” He eyed me with suspicion and I’m sure that deep down somewhere he still didn’t completely trust me.
He finally closed his eyes and I grabbed his hands and lifted them over his head. I had found something inside the house and it was a long agile wire that felt smooth and also soft to the touch. There was no give and as I wrapped around his wrists, it became tighter anytime that he pulled at it.
“I don’t know if I like this.” It was obvious that he had never been in this position and with me straddling him and raking my fingers down his chest, there was a telltale jerking of his limbs. “I’ll try to stay still, but I can’t promise anything.” I was just happy that he was willing to go along with what I had in mind.
I had him immobilized, but I was hoping that I could make it, so that he couldn’t reach out and touch me. I looked around and then I noticed that there was an islet in the ceiling. I had no idea why it was there, but I knew what I was going to use it for. I took some of that wire that I had found, wrapped it around the wire that was on his wrist and then I stretched it up to the islet that was now screwed into the ceiling. There was no give and even, as he tried to pull, there was no way that he was going to get away from me. Now that he was at my mercy, I was going to take great pride in showing him something that he probably hadn’t seen before.
“I want you to keep your eyes closed. This is all about your other senses and how you react when they are stimulated.” I started off by licking his earlobe and then pulling on it with my teeth. It wasn’t enough to break the skin, but it was enough to make him writhe in my grasp. I followed that up with a kiss and when he extended his tongue, I grabbed it with my teeth. I let him do the same thing to me and when he tickled the top of my mouth, it was translated below my waist.
“Shana, you are definitely something else, but I can’t exactly figure out what it is. I think that you are exactly what I need it to shake things up. I think that I’ve just been going through the motions. Doing what was expected of me. I’m glad that you came around to make me see things from a different perspective.” I was licking up one side of his cock and then down the other, until I was taking both of his balls into my mouth. I was giving them a reason to fill up with what I wanted the most.
I popped them free and did that several times, until I moved up and situated myself, so that I was holding onto the wall with my pussy no more than a couple of inches away from his mouth. I could see that he was sniffing at the air and that he could probably smell my sex from a mile away. I lowered slowly with my knees wobbling. All the muscles in my legs were being used at the same time. I was hovering above and then I planted my pussy on his face. He struggled in vain and then he realized that he could breathe through his nose.
Once he had figured that out, his tongue began to get reacquainted with an old friend. My pussy opened up to receive him and I could see a stream of my juices already collecting on the tip of his tongue. He easily inserted it deep and I had to slam my fist into my mouth to stifle the moan of pleasure that was coming at me like a ton of bricks.
“That’s it… Do it just like that… Don’t stop… Don’t stop for anything… YESSSSSSSS.” I was pounding on the wall and the material that it was made of began to chip away in my hands. I should’ve been worried about his reaction, but I couldn’t have cared less. I grinded around in a circle, soaking his crotch and the hairs that were surrounding it. I was going to have to introduce him to shaving his private parts. He hadn’t lived, until he was bald down there. Come to think of it, there was no time like the present.
After I had finished with that one orgasm, I was half tempted to make him give me another. I had other plans and I was now reaching for a knife that I had seen sticking from his armor. It was sharp and I could easily cut him in his most treasured of areas. I left him there to twist in the wind and I could hear him begging for relief, but wasn’t getting anything in return.
I found a strange mixture downstairs and I put my finger in it to feel the silky softness of whatever it was. I took it upstairs and laid it beside him. I used the blade to cut away the longer hairs and when he was down to stubble that was when I applied the mixture. I used that same blade to move through that mixture and before long; he was completely bare down there. Even his balls were hairless. “You are in for one big surprise when you open up your eyes. By all means, I would like to see your reaction to my handiwork.” He opened his eyes and they went even wider when he saw that there was no hair. He was shocked, but then he smiled like he was enjoying the view.
“I don’t think that I’ve ever seen anything sexier, except maybe on you.” This was when I moved in over top of him. I aimed his cock head at my hole and I knew that my idea was going to take both of us by surprise. I dropped my weight and I impaled all those inches into my silky insides.
“Yes… God damn it… Yes.” I was throwing my hair around and I was hitting him in the face with the long strands. I had leaned forward, so that we were face to face and body to body. Even though he was tethered, didn’t mean that he couldn’t work with me with his hips going into overdrive. Before long, we had a rhythm going that had our bodies covered in a sheen of sweat that was sticking to both of our skin.
I wanted more than anything to stay in this position, but I knew that eventually things were going to progress fairly quickly. I started off with a slow pace, with the intention of keeping it that way, but it didn’t work out that way. It wasn’t his fault, or maybe it was. He was the one that was pushing up from below, which of course was making this obscene wet smacking sound that made his shaft rub up against me in just the right way.
I felt like I was riding a horse and it brought to mind that country tune about saving a horse and riding a cowboy. He was my cowboy, but he was also my warrior and a fighter that was willing to do what was needed.
I don’t know how many times I came, but I think I lost count after the fifth one. He was consciously aware of his own body and he was now trying his level best to keep his orgasm at bay. He wanted me to enjoy myself and this was the first time that any man had wanted more than just their own pleasure. I knew that I was condemning half of my population, but so far they had proven me right every time.
“That’s it… I can’t handle any more… YESSSSS.” He was now the one past the point of no return. His balls had built up to overcapacity and were now hosing me down with a white hot liquid that was making it very hard for me to sit still. I pulled up and the knob separated from my lips, which was followed by a glob of our own combined bodily fluids. I was happy to clean him off, sucking on the tip and making him move erratically to the touch of my tongue to his over sensitive area.