2030 - A Sex Odyssey

One of the younger aliens stood in front of my face with his erect dick. I felt a disgusting smell and noticed a thick rubbery gel-like yellow liquid dripping from the tip of his cock. The horny alien brat was oozing pre-cum! He coated my lips with that disgusting fluid, and painted a yellow lipstick. The nasty stinky smell almost made me sick.

The other brat stood right in front of my legs. His massive cock looked hard like concrete. I watched that hard cock twitch, as if it wanted to fuck the tight hole between my legs. And it sure did. No words were spoken as that massive tool touched the swollen wet lips of my pussy, pushed and pushed slowly but surely, making me gasp, shiver, writhe, wriggle, and moan.

Oh god! I was getting fucked by aliens! Was this really happening? Was this written in my destiny?

With gleaming yellow eyes, and a blissful expression on his face, the brat began to fuck me harder and harder, driving his cock further and further into my pussy. Realising the horror of what was going on, I cried out aloud, "Stop, please. Go slow. It hurts."

My pleas had no impact on him at all. He did not understand my language. He was also consumed by desire and lust, and the urge to gratify his needs. I felt the walls closing in. My pelvic muscles stretched and stretched to allow his gigantic rod into the forbidden place. Until they could stretch no more.

The walls of my cunt tried to put up resistance. But the cock was too rigid, too full of desire and lust to get stopped by the meek defence of my young pussy.

My screams echoed across the spaceship as his throbbing cock drilled deeper and deeper, till my pussy stopped resisting and submitted to its steely hardness. He lifted my legs over his shoulders and yelled out a shout in an otherworldly voice. Was it a cry of victory, or a grunt of pleasure, I don't know. But this was his climax, and he inundated my insides with buckets of cum.

No words are enough to express my feelings at that instant. It felt as if a bucket of hot, gooey cream had been poured inside me. It was so hot, so thick, so dense and heavy, that I could almost feel it up to my tummy.

It was sticky too. Very very sticky. Like Magic Glue. So sticky that not a single drop oozed out of my pussy. A tiny droplet did trickle down to the opening of my vulva, but it stayed stuck there. It was dark yellow in colour, and had that same awful stinky smell as the other alien.

The rest of his massive discharge stayed inside my body. As he withdrew his cock from my cunt, I noticed how sticky his cum was. The leftover fluid on the tip of his cock formed a thick, rubbery, gel-like bridge between his dick and my cunt, hanging in the air, but not dropping off.

It was now time for the other brat to swing into action. Not satisfied anymore with painting a yellow lipstick on my horizontal lips, he decided to shift his attention to my vertical ones. All this waiting had turned him hornier and impatient. With his giant dick twitching, and his huge balls swaying to and fro, he fucked me like a street dog, shamelessly and hard.

He slammed his rod inside my pussy with such ferocity that I lost track of time and place. I watched in fear and fascination as his balls swelled up with cum and desire, and swayed back and forth with each thrust. His cock rammed deeper and deeper into my already filled up cunt, pushing up to squeeze my inners. I squealed and moaned in shame and forbidden pleasure -- shame that I was deriving such pleasure from the brutal pounding inflicted by an alien.

For the next 1 hour, these 2 perverts humped and pumped my pussy, while their 'father' watched in silence. They took turns in violating my soft tight hole, round after round, again and again. Each time they dumped so much of their dense sticky yellow cum inside me, that I felt as if my belly would burst any moment.

The aliens proved, beyond any doubt, that they were creatures of lust. And my maiden voyage to space had turned into a success and a nightmare at the same time.

Chapter 3 -- Depraved Creatures of the Dark Space

My ordeal did not end there. After devouring my body countless times, the 2 horny brats decided it was time for their 'father' to join in the action. With dancing eyes and swinging dicks, they pulled 'Dad' alien by his hands, and made him stand in front of me.

They opened my seatbelt and let me float in the air for a while. It was the 1st time I was floating in space -- actual Space, not the artificial simulation at NASA's training centre. It should have been a mind-blowing experience, had I not been so sore and battered from the 'inhuman' pounding inflicted by them earlier.

They turned me over while I was dangling in the air, my back was now facing the roof of the cabin, and my face and boobs were facing the ground. They each held one of my legs with one hand and spread them apart. With the other hand, they spread my ass cheeks wide, and opened up my asshole.

Their excited chatter and strange noises grew louder as 'Dad' alien approached my asshole with his monstrous dick. I started praying with closed eyes and quivering lips, while the 2 pervs held me in place mid-air.

'Dad' alien examined my asshole like he had laid his hands on some long lost treasure. He sniffed it, licked it, touched it, probed it with his finger, and finally pressed the tip of his massive cock against it. He probably hesitated for a while, as nothing happened for a minute. I hoped against hope that he would change his mind, and prayed fervently for an end to this ordeal.

It was wishful thinking. Without reason or logic. As though they sensed his hesitation, the spoilt brats grabbed his dick and pushed the tip inside my asshole. I let out a loud gasp as that gigantic tool stretched my asshole to the maximum limit. The horny brats jumped up and down in joy, and filled the air with their thrilled chitter-chatter.

Whatever doubts or hesitation 'Dad' alien had vanished quickly, as he started invading my dry butthole. He knew how big his rod was, and how realised how tight my hole was. He pushed slowly, then waited for a while to let my tiny ass get accustomed to its giant invader, and then lunged again.

This continued for a long time. He would push an inch, then wait for a minute to let my butt muscles loosen up, and then press forward again. I realised he was treating me like a fuck toy. In fact, all 3 of them did.

These brutal, heavy strokes from behind soon made my cunt hot, wet and demanding. Moisture welled up between my pussy lips. It didn't escape the notice of the 2 younger aliens. They inserted their fingers in my pussy and got them smeared in my wetness. They held those fingers in front of 'Dad' alien's nose, and let him sniff and lick. 'Dad' alien went insane with lust.

He pulled out his dick from my ass in one swift motion, and plunged it into my sloppy drenched cunt with brute force. He lunged violently forward, ramming his giant cock like a mad bull. Again and again. Until he was fully inside and was hitting my cervix.

"Don't be so rough with me!" I yelled in pain. But he didn't understand. Or didn't want to listen. Or simply didn't care. Every time he hit my cervix, the obstruction made him go wilder with desire, as if he had to overcome this last obstacle to conquer my body. Like a primitive beast, he kept pounding my cervix like a hammer with his cock. He let out a war cry as he immersed my pussy in his hot thick yellow cum.

The 3 green men were not just alien tourists visiting our spaceship out of curiosity. They were 3 depraved devils of apocalypse, whose only desires were to want me, haunt me, and vanquish me. They came from the farthest corners of the Dark Space, with lust in their eyes, and pure carnal hunger in their hearts. They stuffed my holes with their filthy stinky cum. They were the invaders and I was their conquest.

Chapter 4 -- Homecoming

They left as abruptly as they had arrived. Having quenched their thirst for pussy, the aliens turned around and went back to their spacecraft. Leaving me floating in mid-air. As soon as they were gone, the 5 male astronauts came out of hiding and started looking after me.

I was so shaken up by this chilling encounter that I did not speak a word to anyone. I was scared that the aliens might return. My colleagues probably had the same concern too, because they reported the incident back to NASA, who ordered them to return immediately. We were going home.

Homecoming did not turn out to be what I had anticipated. I wanted to land quietly, disappear silently, and go into hiding indefinitely. To my shock and horror, there were thousands of people at the landing site in Jacksonville, Florida -- TV journalists, newspaper reporters, common folk, politicians, scientists, and even Hollywood stars. Our mission was a success, and I had become a celebrity.

"Congrats, Ms. Karen!" the Mission Chief hugged me. "You have made us proud. You were simply amazing. You are the 1st person in history to have had sex in space, and also meet aliens. What an achievement!"

"Well, it wasn't exactly a meet and greet," I replied with scorn.

"Yes, I know," continued the Mission Chief. "Your colleagues submitted a detailed report of your...um...encounter with the aliens. How do you feel?"

"Tormented," I replied in disdain.

"Um... I understand. But you created history. How would you describe your experience?"

"Harrowing," I sneered.

"Well....uh... let me remind you how extraordinary your achievement is," she tried to cheer me up. "If you have to characterise the aliens in one word, what would that be?"

"Lusty. Depraved. Disgusting," I used three.

"Come on now. I realise how distressed you are. But look at the bright side -- you succeeded where all others had failed. It took a slut like you to put all scientists to shame. Yours is the greatest achievement in the world of science."

"Excuse me! Are you calling me a slut?" I was infuriated. The aliens destroyed my body, and now the Mission Chief is out to destroy my reputation and dignity.

"Don't take it the wrong way," she tried to pacify me. "Its a compliment. Scientists know everything about space travel, but not much about sex. It took an 'expert' like you to achieve the impossible."

I listened to her but said nothing. All my life, I have tried to get rid of the 'Slutty' tag. Seems it will remain attached to my name forever.

"Big deals are in the pipeline for you," she continued. "Movie deals. Some filmmakers are keen to make a movie on your experience."

"Hollywood movie?" I was stunned. Wow!

"Um...no, dear. Hollywood cannot show your 'interaction' with the aliens on the big screen. For obvious reasons. The offers have come from the Porn industry. They are highly interested."

"No. Never," I blurted out in disappointment and frustration. My parents already felt ashamed of me. I had no desire to further pile on to their misery and humiliation.

"But the money will be good. Think about it," the Mission Chief said. "And one more thing. Do not take a shower or scrub yourself clean yet. We need to send specimens of the alien semen to the lab for testing and research. Someone will come to collect those specimens from your... um...body soon."

WTF! I can't take a bath without their approval? How long do I have to carry the filthy alien cum on my body?

The Mission Chief left. Before long, a female nurse showed up at my doorstep to collect the 'specimen'. It was easier said than done. Collecting it was a nightmare, it was stuck to the inner walls of my cavities like glue. Would not come off easily.

"Yew! It stinks so bad! The smell is awful," commented the nurse. "And its not coming off. How could you carry this on your person for so long?"

"I don't want to. Just get it off. Take it all off, do whatever is necessary," I screamed.

The collection procedure was another harrowing experience which I do not wish to describe. All I am going to say is that the feedback received from the lab technician a few hours later was shocking.

"Its an extraordinary material," he said, referring to the alien cum as a 'material'. "Its density is 40 times more than that of human semen, and its sperm count is 200 times more than human's. I guess its extreme stickiness is to compensate for the lack of gravity in space. The stickiness holds it in place and prevents it from floating around."

200 times more sperm count! I was shocked. And worried.

"Don't worry," he reassured me, "alien sperm won't make you pregnant. Different DNA. Different species. But you should take antibiotics to ensure there is no infection. A doctor will be visiting you soon."

Doctors, lab specialists, nurses, media -- I was getting too many visitors. I wanted to be left alone.

The final visit came from the Mission Chief. "I have excellent news for you. You are being considered for the Nobel Prize next year. For your exceptional achievement."

Nobel Prize? For me? I was stunned.

"You may not be able to win it," she continued. "The guys at the Nobel Foundation are big snobs. They don't give the award to sluts. But being nominated is, in itself, a great accomplishment."

I could not believe my ears. For the first time since my return, I felt happy and proud. Ecstatic even. She is right, just being nominated for the Nobel Prize is a great honour -- the greatest of my life. Its unbelievable. I decided to forgive her for calling me a slut again.

"The news keeps getting better," she said. "You have been chosen to go on another mission. This time, to the Moon."

"Another space voyage? No way," I flatly refused.

"Unfortunately, you are the only choice for this new mission," her tone became serious now. "India's lunar mission landed on the Moon's south pole in 2023. While you were in space, we received report of some alien activity on that south pole from the Indian rover."

She continued, "Since you were away, we sent your friend, Plump Pamela, to the Moon to check. And it seems she has been abducted by aliens and is being held hostage."

Plump Pamela? My best friend! Captured by aliens! I was shocked.

"Karen, you are our only hope to get Pamela released and returned," pleaded the Mission Chief. "Your 5 male colleagues have given us detailed reports of the 'mesmerising' effect you had on your alien visitors. If anyone can negotiate with the aliens on the Moon, its you."

Pamela and I have been friends since college. We remain best buddies till this day. The tags 'Plump Pamela' and 'Slutty Karen' got stuck to our names in college itself, for no fault of ours. I felt devastated that she was in danger. I nodded yes.

"Great! Thank you," the Mission Chief was elated. "I will make all arrangements for your journey to the Moon. See you soon."

As she left the room, my thoughts drifted away. I felt happy and relieved that my parents will be able to feel proud of me again. I was being considered for the Nobel Prize. My heart was racing, I was on cloud nine.

Nothing mattered more to me than being able to stand in front of my family with my head held high. For the first time in my life, I had proved to everyone, including myself, that I was no slut from the neighbourhood.

I am a Space Explorer now. Plump Pamela, here I come!