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Rajah Dodger Copyright (c) 2003. All rights reserved, 
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Strange Companion
by Rajah Dodger (rajahdodger@gmail.com)

***

Lover's sexual interlude turns totally alien. (MFF, 
sci-fi)

***

Elena and Marco lay side by side in the late-summer 
heat, their bodies bare and glistening both from 
nature's own humidity and their recent efforts in 
mutual pleasure. The wind made the lake's waves ripple 
and their picnic basket sat empty, the various bits of 
paper wrap and emptied plates as much a testament to 
sated hunger as their own naked, resting positions. 

Elena squeezed her lover's cock, softened but still a 
wonderfully firm weight in her hand, and looked at the 
sky as her heartbeat came down to normal. "Look at the 
clouds, Marquito," she cooed. "Aren't they pretty? Why 
that one looks just like the state of Florida!" 

Marco tweaked the nearer of Elena's puffy nipples and 
yawned. "Then Castro must be trying to retake our 
friends, because that cloud looks like it's coming 
right down on top of us!" 

And indeed it was moving down in a most un-cloudlike 
fashion, until it surrounded the small bower of privacy 
where the two lovers had come for their time together. 
Up close, the stuff felt like soap bubbles; they both 
giggled at the sensation. 

From somewhere in the middle of the foggy mass, they 
heard the sound of a door opening. Two shapes loomed 
indistinctly approaching them, but strangely they felt 
no fear. Their giddy mood became an all-out fit of 
laughter as the first of the beings came into clear 
view. 

The best description might be one's well-endowed maiden 
aunt, if she were in the habit of sunbathing nude and 
walking around wearing only a paisley waist pouch and a 
pair of cat-eyed sunglasses. Elena's mood darkened 
slightly as she felt Marco's erection throb at sight of 
the stranger. 

The woman, for that was how they had to think of the 
alien, stood over the two of them. A strange lassitude 
gripped both Marco and Elena, and they could only lay 
there as the woman peered at them and softly ran her 
six-fingered hands over their bodies. With one hand she 
penetrated Elena, and with the other she impaled Marco, 
and both hands set up an alien yet intimately familiar 
rhythm. 

First Elena, then Marco, cried out in passion as their 
bodies responded to the stimulation. From the waist 
pouch, the woman pulled out an uncovered jar and held 
it to catch Marco's ropy streams, then she drew forth 
her fingers from inside Elena to carefully wipe their 
sticky coatings into the same jar. 

The two lovers stared up sightlessly into the fog, lost 
in their own separate erotic dreams, as the alien 
covered the jar and leaned over each one, staring at 
them through the cat-eyed sunglasses for a time before 
nodding her head. 

A few moments later... or could it have been an hour... 

Elena and Marco lay side by side in the late-summer 
heat, their bodies bare and glistening both from 
nature's own humidity and their recent efforts in 
mutual pleasure. The wind made the lake's waves ripple 
and their picnic basket sat empty, the various bits of 
paper wrap and emptied plates as much a testament to 
sated hunger as their own naked, resting positions. 

Elena squeezed her lover's cock, finding it not 
softened from their lovemaking but rather still full, 
throbbing in her grip, and if anything larger than she 
remembered it. She rose and straddled him, looking at 
his instrument of pleasure. "Twice in the afternoon? 
You do the sweetest things for me, mi corazon!" 

Somewhere in the sky, a stray cloud moved outward. 

-=END=-

Copyright (c) 2003 
Rajah Dodger (rdodger.@hotmail.com) 

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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