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Archive name: willful.txt (M-human/f-alien, sci-fi)
Authors name: Dave (ufpe@hotmail.com)
Story title : Willful Abuse
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Willful Abuse (M-human/f-alien, sci-fi)
by Dave (ufpe@hotmail.com)
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A young waif offers the opportunity of a lifetime.
***
What had begun as a tense day at work gradually began to
resolve itself once I got home, took a long hot shower,
and popped a ready made meal in the micro. The headlines
on the tube bespoke of rising prices and falling
international security with only an occasional footnote
of positivism.
Not wanting to sink into depression, I tuned into a
local sports channel where some babes in swimsuits
paraded across the screen in mock sensuality. An aching
heart and the anticipation of a lonely night ahead made
even the most attractive babe impersonal and I flipped
the channel to a game show. It offered a bit of mental
stimulation but not enough to keep me from slipping into
the peaceful bliss only sleep can offer. An overstuffed
couch can be a great companion.
The knock on the door was so faint that I tried to
ignore it completely, perturbed that my slumbers had
been invaded. Persistence was on my visitor's side
however, and after several more attempts that were
followed by uneasy silence, I stumbled from the couch
and opened the door.
A waif in tattered blue jeans trembled at the door
beneath a coat made for someone twice her size. Fumbling
for words, I gestured for her to enter quickly before
the cold decided to follow her lead. Once she lowered
the hood on her fur-lined tent, everything became much
clearer and sleep slipped away.
The trickle of blood that descended from just above her
left temple barely concealed the innocence of her doe
eyes and light flaxen hair. The bruise on her jaw and
the trembling lower lip changed my feelings of
molestation to sympathy in three seconds flat.
Gently I eased the coat from her shoulders as she
whimpered painfully and found her thin blouse shredded
into wisps of material that offered little modesty to
its braless owner. The bloody trails of scratches
covered her upper torso were deep enough to be painful
yet not enough to require stitches. Her knees wobbled
noticeably so I quickly guided her to the nearest chair
before thundering off into the kitchen to heat some
water.
Grabbing the cordless phone, I returned to her side
where her face was now cradled in her hands and her
plaintive sobs tore at my heartstrings. After a moment's
deliberation, I spoke to her softly.
"Hi, I'm Dave. Can I take you to the hospital or a
friend's house or should I just call the police?"
She just shook her head.
I mentally fumbled with several options before breaking
the silence again.
"Can you tell me a little bit about yourself?"
"It doesn't matter," she mumbled as the tears again
began to cascade down her pale cheeks.
I watched her sobbing a few minutes more then turned to
the kitchen and poured her a cup of tea. She took it to
herself with a weak smile and set it down beside her
chair. I began to feel helpless, but not of my own
design as she was about as responsive as a rock. I could
well understand the cascade of her emotions, but
wouldn't allow myself to be taken in with them. Rather I
decided it was best to leave well enough alone.
After grabbing the first aid kit and some extra blankets
I returned to her side and tenderly began to dress her
visible wounds. Knowing the emotional scars would
probably never heal with my words, I cared for her
silently as the canned laughter from a sitcom erupted
occasionally in the background.
Once her sobbing eased, I made a makeshift bed on the
couch, and with a sigh, turned to the comfort of
bedroom. Now, both physically and emotionally exhausted,
I shucked my clothes and tried to forget my unexpected
visitor as I eased beneath the blankets. Pooh kitty
jumped up and after a few licks to restore her beauty,
curled up next to me purring. I curled around her warmth
and drifted off almost immediately.
I was awakened when Pooh leapt from the bed and I felt
my visitor slip under the covers behind me, spooning to
my nakedness as her young arms wrapped around me
securely. Knowing that her trauma was far greater than I
knew how to comfort, I tried to remain assuring despite
being totally undressed for her nocturnal visit.
After an all too brief interlude, her hands began to
softly explore the contours of my body until the found
their apparent objective between my legs. Despite
myself, I found myself responding to her gently caress.
Easing her hands away, I searched for words that
wouldn't come in my aroused state.
Her hands quickly returned to my groin, one applied
gentle pressure to my perineum while the other gently
explored the uniqueness of my engorged member. With
gentleness I had never known before, she coaxed the
blood into my hardness while stimulating my prostrate
into overdrive. She finally spoke with the gentle
urgency her tiny fingers affirmed.
"Why is your species so careless with your life giving
essence?"
"Huh?"
"You splatter it on blankets, towels, walls, faces, and
most everything except the receptacle for which it was
designed." Her hands began to increase their rhythmic
pressures and I was too rapidly approaching ecstasy to
respond to her queries. Still she continued; "Do you not
know that this portion of the galaxy is on the verge of
extinction due to the seed your species so carelessly
discards?"
"Uh... no."
"Selfish barbarians she hissed," as she pulled me onto
my back and mounted me astride my torso. She rubbed her
glistening nether lips against my pubic bone several
times with wild abandon, chafing the area almost
intolerably before rising up to embed the head of my
engorged organ within the tiny opening that was now
slick with her anticipation.
With almost agonizing leisure she descended along the
length of my fullness, obviously savoring my penetration
as my Aunt might savor a piece of fine chocolate. As her
childlike pussy reached the extent of my assets, my
glans pressed against her soft quivering womb in a kiss
of pure erotic ecstasy.
The silky folds that surrounded me began to spasm
rhythmically, tugging at the folds of my foreskin and
pulling me even deeper into the delicate cavern of her
femininity. My head spun and my loins churned in
anticipation as her fingernails dug into my chest. She
pressed her tiny sensual nub firmly into my pubis and
moaned with a deep groan that echoed with ages of
abstinence.
A small jet of her orgasmic essence sprayed forcefully
against my abdomen leaving me breathless and hungry at
the same time. As her vagina rippled spasmodically, the
pressure on my organ increased exponentially, and I
could feel her womb fully engulf my glans with in a
disquieting vacuum.
Another moan escaped her lips as her face pointed
skyward and a second orgasm rippled through her body.
The tiny nipples on her upturned breast stood out
magnificently in response to the sensual torment she was
enduring.
She began to lift herself ever so slowly, and it felt as
if the outer skin of my organ would rip off before she
plunged down to the hilt again as her body spasmed
violently. Sweat beads were forming on her forehead as a
much larger stream of her orgasmic essence bathed my
genitals and flowed onto the wrinkled bed sheet.
I was beginning to feel excluded from her orgasmic free
for all when I felt those sweet velvety muscles tug
urgently against my organ, and combined with the gentle
suction of her womb, I felt the familiar tingling
throughout my groin heralding my own release.
Sensing the inevitable, her left hand shot between my
legs and applied direct pressure on my prostrate while
her right hands gently massaged my gonads. It was too
much stimulation, and I released violently within her.
Her womb began working overtime, sucking my essence deep
within her as I gasped for breath; my hips bucking
uncontrollably.
She smiled for an instant, the sweetest smile I'd ever
seen. Her head rolled back and with a firm thrust to my
pubis, she climaxed again, milking me frantically, as I
continued to pump everything I had plus some I borrowed
into the sweetest velvet ever known.
My breath was gone, my head spinning, and my stomach
muscles began to cramp but she continued to milk my
sputtering manhood. I tried to protest but her hand
slapped across my mouth as she began to ride me
frantically, her face contorted in orgasmic agony as her
body shook with wave after wave of fulfillment.
It became uncomfortable at first, then downright
painful, as my abused groin began to bruise beneath her.
Her legs locked around mine firmly and her fingers dug
into my chest drawing blood as she continued to ride me
with the fury of a tornado. Amassing the last ounce of
strength I had, I shoved her from me, curling into a
ball and holding my chaffed and aching genitals.
She bolted from the room, and I finally began to relax.
Exhausted, battered and abused, I silently vowed never
to allow another whimpering waif past my doorjamb. I
felt raped and cheated, and when I heard the front door
close, abandoned. Now I understood the reason for her
plight and was glad she had finished with me. It came as
quite a shock when she suddenly reappeared at my bedroom
door.
"I thought you left," I gasped as fear invaded the knots
in my stomach.
"Are you alright?"
"Does it matter? I'm just a wasteful barbarian!"
"You could be far more than that."
"Huh?"
"Come with me, and let me show you the wonders of the
universe and the reason I came to your world."
"Or the reasons you came on it?"
"You would make a most fitting companion; come!"
"You promise to keep a reign on your passion attacks?"
"If you give me reason."
I slowly sat up and caressed my drained gonads. Aching
all over with a throbbing headache, I hardly felt in a
position to make any sort of important decisions, but my
manhood had already begun to stir and I knew I would
some day regret remaining behind. Reasoning that my
destiny had come knocking, I smiled at the tattered waif
that had, beyond all doubt, given me the most fulfilling
sexual experience of my natural life.
"Sure!"
She gestured to me with a smile and I clasped her hand
warmly as I stood beside her. A translucent bubble
formed around us, and we were transported into the
starry night.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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