Untouched By Human Hand

Meryl was walking in the forest close to the cottage she and her husband had rented for a holiday. She wandered along, following the tracks until she saw a clearing filled with sunlight. As she approached she was surprised to see what she thought was one of those holiday homes in the shape of a spaceship. She didn't question how such a thing came to be by itself in the middle of a forest.

She entered the clearing and looked more closely at the object. She was drawn towards an oval opening through which shone a soft green light. With no thought for her safety she squeezed through the opening and fell onto the floor. She gathered herself up, brushed herself down and looked around. There was a creature in front of her. She was surprised but did not feel threatened. She took in the form of what she now assumed to be an alien in his spacecraft. To her eyes the creature resembled an octopus. The blob of the body had tentacle-like limbs. The top of the body emitted light, and sharp, coloured rays. A warm green aura spread forward from the creature to envelope her and she was overcome with a languid feeling of complete relaxation.

The alien now hovered above the floor and moved towards her. Rather than feeling alarmed, the closer it got the more relaxed she felt. The creature reached out and placed two of its limbs up and around her shoulders and two around her waist. Through the fabric of her dress hundreds of tiny balls gently massaged her skin and as they did, she felt her muscles starting to glow with a warmth that slowly filled them. She thought of the erotic massage she had once enjoyed at the hands of a Swedish masseur. But what she was experiencing now reached a far higher level of eroticism. More tendrils wrapped around her arms and legs, one formed a circle on her scalp. Tears of happiness trickled down her cheeks as her being was sensuously consumed.

The green aura that enveloped her drifted into a soft blue and as the last tinges of green faded her body floated upwards. "So this is weightlessness," she thought as the limbs uncoiled to leave her floating. The creature too was floating. Its limbs reached out once more. The zip of her dress was silently undone. She felt not even the slightest brush against her skin as the dress was removed. Once free it drifted away.

Meryl was now floating in a euphoric state. The tips of two of the creature's tentacles coiled around her feet. Many tiny fingers massaged her soles, heels and toes. She felt ecstatic. Shocks of pleasure spiked up her legs. Her eyes closed as she absorbed the feelings this strange being was dispensing so expertly. Other tentacles wrapped around her legs, more fingers and more tiny balls went to work on her muscles. Her torso, arms and back were soon receiving the same treatment bringing a heightened level of relaxation.

Meryl didn't know how much time pasted before the massage slowed, she only knew that she did not want it to end. When it did end a tendril started to circle her navel. A creamy substance was dripped into this tiny hole and then a single tendril started to probe and press. As the tip of the tendril moved in a circular motion and pressed deeper and deeper, it triggered spikes of sexual excitement, like lightening strikes that shot down her stomach and abdomen to her vagina. She felt her clitoris become swollen, her nipples harden, and every millimetre of her skin tighten with sexual tension. Just when she thought she might climax the probing ceased.

A limb moved to her bra, two more gently slid her panties down her legs, both floated away. She gasped as her breasts were subjected to the exquisite attention of a thousand tiny feather-like fingers brushing her skin and circling her nipples, which hardened to the point of pain. Meryl could feel the wetness flowing between her legs, she wanted to scream out for relief as her body responded to the ministrations of this extra-terrestrial being. She felt her left breast being sucked as a man would suck to leave a love bite then her nipples received the attention she was craving. Suckers wrapped around each nipple and applied a moist suction that no human mouth was capable of. Her scream came, the scream of orgasm, an orgasm that wracked her body and went on and on.

As her heart rate steadied and the quivering of her body subsided her eyelids flickered open. The aura around her was now a pulsing pink. The limbs that had brought her such an intense experience now circled around her body close to her skin, giving off gentle breaths of warmth, drying her perspiration. This soothing drying process continued for several minutes. Meryl smiled and shook her head. She could not believe that she had so readily submitted to such an experience.

The colour of the aura started to deepen. With each pulse the pink was turning to red. Tentacles now firmly grasped her body wrapping around her feet, her claves, her thighs, her torso and her arms. Two slimmer tentacles encircled each of her breasts, alternating between squeezing and massaging. Meryl was shocked to feel her buttocks being squeezed and a tendril stroking and probing the crack between, but her body was responding and her nectar was flowing again. She idly wondered where the juice would travel in her weightless state.

The aura was now throbbing dark red. She gasped as she felt her vaginal lips being touched. She groaned with pleasure as a tiny sucker found her clitoris and applied gentle suction. Electric shocks flew around her body. Her legs were eased wider apart and she felt a tentacle slip into her wetness. "My God. I am being fucked by an alien creature," she thought. The limb moved easily deep into her. It was not thick but as it moved in and out it grew thicker and, as her vagina relaxed, it grew thicker still to compensate. She was completely filled. Now her clitoris was sucked more powerfully as she was being fucked more vigorously. She flung her arms and legs out wide, her head tossed from side to side, her muscles tensed, then she could hold out no longer. Sparks exploded in her head and her own long piercing scream filled her ears. Her limbs quivered as the tentacle inside her pulsed in rhythm with her vaginal contractions. Her wetness coated her inner thighs.

The waves of orgasm gradually subsided and her panting slowed. She felt fulfilled but exhausted. The limb inside her gave a final throb before it shrank and slipped from her. Meryl expelled a long sigh. She performed a mental check of her body, her skin was damp with perspiration, her limbs felt loose but pleasantly weary having released the tension they held in the build up to orgasm, her breasts and nipples still tingled, her vagina felt hot, wet and tender, her clitoris felt as if it was glowing as it receded into the folds of her lips. A smile flickered across her face as she thought about what she had just experienced. She wanted to fall asleep.

The aura was now a soft blue. The tendrils once again encircled her body. "No, please, I can't take any more," she whispered. But this time the tendrils did not touch her. She was surprised by a soft spray of warm soapy liquid that caressed all but her head. One tendril hovered above her face. When it did touch her it felt like a warm damp sponge that gently dabbed and wiped her skin. The other tendrils continued to spray her body. She was startled as one of the jets found her clitoris. A thousand little sponges cleansed her before warm air dried her. Her skin felt and smelt fresh and clean. She watched as the limbs circled around completing the drying process. Then two descended and delivered a playful squeeze to each of her nipples.

She thought it was over but the limbs sprouted fingers that soothed her skin with lotion. Meryl smiled and drifted off into a deep sleep.

When Meryl woke, she was lying in the clearing, amongst the wild flowers, fully dressed. She sat up and looked around. She was alone. Had she dreamt the whole experience? She slipped her hand down the top of her dress and lifted the cup of her bra, there was the red mark from the love bite. She hoped she would not have to explain it.