Probed: The Encounter (2 page)

“Do it.”

Z didn’t have to tell her twice. As she unbuckled the belt, Amy noticed his hard-on move upward a notch and wondered just how big it was. It looked big, but she hadn’t actually seen it yet. Excited by the idea, she tugged on his slacks and watched as they slid off his hips. There was her answer, right in front of her eyes. His light gray boxer briefs could barely contain his hard cock, which was almost pointing straight upward.

Z stepped out of his pants and, leaning in, kissed Amy again, tracing his finger along her collarbone. That taste! There it was again! What the hell was it? She tried not to think about it and kissed him back, hard. As his fingers slid down to her cleavage, Amy felt the wetness between her legs increase. She closed her eyes as Z’s other hand followed a similar path, across her other collarbone and down to her breasts.

Without warning, Z ripped Amy’s dress wide open, right down the middle. Her eyes flew open as she heard the cloth shred and buttons scatter across the room. She saw the look on Z’s face, the pure, naked need in his eyes. She was too incredibly turned on to be afraid or upset. The dress could be replaced — a moment like this could not.

Z was staring at her body. Amy followed his gaze and looked down. Her chest rising and falling, her breasts pushing against her lacy pink bra. Her belly was quivering, and looking further down, she noticed the wet spot soaking through her matching pink panties. She looked up at Z, who was staring directly at that same spot.

“Touch me. Please.” She couldn’t believe the pure lust she heard in her own voice.

Grabbing her upper arms, Z easily lifted her to her feet. The shredded dress fell off her body to the floor. His hand touched her face, softly pushing it to the side so he could kiss her neck. He worked his way slowly up to her ear, gently biting its delicate center curve. His left hand caressed her face as the right one clutched her left shoulder. Suddenly she felt her bra unclasp.
How did that happen?
Amy thought.
He never took his hands off me. This guy’s really got some moves.

Z reached into her loose bra and touched her breast. Her nipple was so hard with arousal that his merely brushing it with the pad of this thumb was almost painful — but what an exquisite pain. As the bra slid off, Amy realized she was more turned on, more intensely excited than she could ever remember being.

Kneeling in front of her, Z ran his fingers along the sides of her panties and slowly pulled them down, inch by agonizing inch. Amy felt totally vulnerable. This gorgeous man was at eye level with her now-exposed pussy.

“Beautiful. Absolutely perfect,” Z whispered as he leaned forward and planted a single tender kiss above her pubic bone. His lips were tantalizingly close to her clit. Amy had had enough. She wanted him, all of him, right now. Z stood as if right on cue. She reached to pull down his underwear but was startled to see the head of his rock-hard cock poking up above the waistband, right below his navel. As if that weren’t enough, there was a drop of liquid glistening on the tip.
My God, this is the hottest thing I have ever seen
, she thought. She wondered what that drop would taste like and realized she was salivating.

Sitting back on the bed, Amy pulled Z’s underwear off. And there in front of her was the most beautiful fully erect penis she’d ever seen in her life. It was perfectly proportioned, no strange veins or odd turns, just 8 or so inches of astoundingly gorgeous cock. And it was sticking straight up, as if held in place by a puppeteer’s string.

“Can you tell how badly I want you, Amy?”

Mesmerized, she reached out and wrapped her right hand around that beautiful penis. It wasn’t enough — she wrapped her left hand around it, too.

“You’re so hard,” Amy croaked. Hard as stone, yet so smooth. As she touched it, the drop of pre-cum oozed out and began to trickle down the head, onto the shaft. She instinctively leaned in and licked it off. It was delicious, like… like his kiss.

Z said simply, “Yes, please.” Amy began circling the head with her tongue. Squeezing along the entire length of his cock, she brought out more liquid, licking it off as soon as it trickled out. For whatever reason, this stranger really wanted her. It was obvious. The silky liquid emboldening her, she opened her mouth wide and took his cock in, devouring him.

“Your mouth feels wonderful, incredible… please don’t stop.”
Funny
, Amy thought, because she had no intention of stopping.

As she greedily sucked, Amy noticed how warm his cock was. In fact, it seemed to be heating up as she continued to move her mouth up and down. Was it just her imagination? Just when she could feel it start to throb and grow impossibly harder, Z lifted her off of it. Amy started to protest; she wanted to continue, to feel him explode in her mouth, to drink in that insistent desire of his.

Z laid her back on the bed, and only then did Amy fully realize that they were both naked. In mere seconds, this beautiful man would be inside of her, hopefully pounding her senseless. She could barely breathe. He lay down next to her and put his mouth on her nipples, sucking gently at first, then harder right at the precise moment she wished he would. As he sucked, his hand moved across her belly, down her sides all the way to her knees, then ever-so-slowly back up the insides of her thighs. He traced along the outside of her damp, swollen lips, sliding one finger in between them and inching it up to her clit, which he very lightly circled. A moment later, he eased a finger into her, then without hesitation a second one. Amy was so ridiculously wet they slid in effortlessly. Probing inside her, Z touched one particular spot that made her feel like she might lose control of her body. Only the more he rubbed it, the more intense it felt. She closed her eyes. Holy shit, this guy had found her G-spot. Within seconds, he’d done what no other man had ever been able to do.

Before Amy could complete the thought, she felt the tip of Z’s tongue touch her clit. He played with it, toying and teasing, while continuing to massage her G-spot. She could feel her orgasm starting to build. She felt his other hand on the curve of her hip, holding tightly to keep her now-writhing body in check. Then his tongue moved down, farther and farther.
He isn’t!
Amy thought. But he was, and right as his tongue touched her anus, she exploded in an absurdly intense orgasm. Wave after wave crashed through her body as his finger kept probing her G-spot and his tongue circled the opening of her ass while her clit was being licked by his other tongue— wait, what? Then yet another spasm came over her, stronger than ever. When it finally subsided, she looked down between her legs at Z, her body still shaking.

“What the hell was that?” she demanded, still gasping.

Z just smiled. “You are delicious, Amy.” Her mind reeled from the sheer intensity of what had taken place. Surely she had just imagined that weirdness, as her first orgasm spilled over into a second. That was the most skilled, the most flat-out astounding oral sex she’d ever experienced, and all Amy could think about was how badly she wanted Z inside of her now.

He lifted up from the bed, his cock still pointing straight up and the tip glistening with dampness.

“I need to be inside of you, right now.” he said. Amy obeyed, giving herself to him by spreading her legs. He eased his own body between them.

He plunged into her, firmly and only gently enough to not cause pain. Amy was so wet that she wasn’t surprised his big cock didn’t hurt a bit. Z held his sculpted body over hers, his hands holding onto her hips as he repeatedly thrust into her. She studied his face, his eyes closed as he concentrated. Amy had never been able to reach orgasm during sex unless she was on top, but this felt so amazing that anything was possible, and looking at this handsome man was moving her that much closer.

Then she again noticed the strangeness. Z’s cock wasn’t just getting warmer, it was getting hot. Not uncomfortably so, but it was definitely noticeable. Had he used some kind of gel when she wasn’t looking? His cock also seemed to be growing, getting slightly bigger. Was that even possible? It pushed against her insides, almost to the point of pain, but not quite. She felt so completely filled, so insanely, utterly full of cock. The feeling was foreign, like nothing she had ever experienced before. Hell, it felt like nothing she’d ever heard of before.

As Z rhythmically plunged in and out of her, Amy’s hands glided up his back. She could feel his taut muscles working, moving like snakes under a cloth. She grabbed his ass and forcefully pulled him in, ignoring the slight pain. She wanted as much of this huge cock as she could get. Holding her hips, Z lifted her up, throwing her leg over his shoulder and plunging even deeper. His cock started to throb — or was it more like a pulse? The sensation was so strong Amy could feel it. She also sensed the early stirrings of an orgasm. Her orgasm. My God, could this man get her off this way? She hadn’t thought that possible.

While concentrating on that feeling, Amy realized Z was slowly sliding a finger into her ass. Or was it two fingers? Or more? Whatever it was, it wasn’t small. Amy realized Z’s huge cock was still in her pussy and both of his hands were tightly holding on to her hips as he continued to fuck her, harder and harder. Yet something was entering her ass.

Her eyes flew open in a panic. “Trust me, Amy,” Z murmured. Before she could reply, Z’s mystery appendage pushed gently into her ass and she was flooded with an entirely new spectrum of sensations as she experienced herself being double-penetrated by one man — and she responded in a craven, shameless way. Then in a flash, her mind snapped back to reality and she pushed Z away, out of her, off of her.

Grabbing the sheet and covering herself, Amy leapt out of bed.

“How the fuck did you do that? Who are you? WHAT are you?”

Z smiled reassuringly at Amy. No matter how she tried, she could not detect one iota of menace on his face. God damn, he’s so beautiful. But what the hell was going on?

“Amy, I have something to tell you. I’m not from around here,” he said.
No shit
, she thought.

“What was that? How did you…?” She couldn’t bring herself to say it:
How did you fuck me in two holes at the same time?
Still standing, with the sheet covering most of her naked body, she took a quick glance between Z’s legs. Only one penis, albeit a perfect one.

“You must relax. I won’t hurt you — you know that. You can sense it.”

She caught her breath. “Are you a hypnotist?” she asked.

Z chuckled at the assertion, replying, “No, I’m not.”

“Some kind of mutant?” As the question hung in the air, she felt stupid. Even she didn’t believe in such things.

“No, Amy. But I’m not from your planet Earth.”

What the fuck? Did he really just say that? That’s impossible.

“It’s true, I swear to you,” he continued. “I came to Earth from a nearby galaxy. I am what you would call a scientist.” He paused to let it sink in. “Shall I go on?”

Amy gulped. This was too freaky. Yet she knew he wasn’t lying.

“My assigned task is to study human behavior, and I can do so most accurately by assuming the guise of a human. Your species is not yet advanced enough to allow my kind to show ourselves as we actually are. That would cause undue stress to your people, and knowing your governments, would likely end badly. So we hide, camouflaged as human beings.” Z waited a few seconds, then continued. “Part of my job is to study reproductive behavior. That is why I requested that you take me home and have sex with me.”

He motioned for her to sit on the bed next to him. His erection had softened, but his was still the most beautiful limp cock she had ever seen. She shook her head no and adjusted the sheet in front of her.

“I apologize for startling you. The truth is, I was so excited when I was inside of you — fucking you, as you say — that I wanted to do everything I possibly could to please you. And you have always wanted to be penetrated in that way, have you not?”

She looked down at her feet and slowly nodded.

“I’m not supposed to modify this human body in that way, to make it super-human. I should have stopped myself, but my desire for you got the best of me. I wanted to give you everything you wanted.”

Amy looked up. “Well, how… how did you know—”

“… that you wanted to try that? Because you were thinking it.” Z said, with a sly smile. Amy’s eyes grew wide.

She stammered, “You… you can—”

“… read your thoughts. Yes, I can.”

Amy was dumbfounded.

“Have I not given you much pleasure already tonight?” Z asked. He had, Amy thought, more than she’d ever had with a man. And as soon as she thought it, she realized Z already knew.

“What do you really look like? Could you show me?” she prompted him.

“I’m afraid I cannot do that. My appearance is very different from yours. It might be too much for your mind to deal with.”

Amy sighed gently. “Why did you choose me?” she asked him, sitting on the bed.

“My research suggested the ideal place to find a willing sex partner would be a bar or nightclub. That is where you humans go to find casual sex, is it not? That lead me to enter Oscar’s Tavern, to see if there might be someone there who would consent. That’s when I saw you. I knew immediately that you would be a great research partner for this, though you were not supposed to know what exactly was taking place.” Z took her hand. “No, there have not been others. You were — are — my first subject, my first partner for human sex.”

She
was
wondering how many others there had been.

“But Amy,” Z continued, “I had no idea it would feel this magnificent. Being physically intimate with you altered my mental state.”

She was trapped. Should she ask the best lover she’d ever had to leave? Or should she give in to him and let him perform his “research” on her?

They both knew her answer immediately. The fact was, Amy understood she could trust this being, regardless of where he came from. Despite the shock of what had occurred, she still wanted to be with him. And that cock, that beautiful cock. Or cocks. Wait a minute…