Andromeda 01

I took a long swig of coffee and savored its warmth. "Acceptance comes easy, but love takes time and time is about all I have to offer. I reckon we need to get you up to speed on the world you live in." She rose magnificently, and strolled over to me extending her hand which I grabbed gently and rose to meet her. We exchanged our first long, sensuous kiss. She tasted sweeter than a fine wine. After I grabbed my breath, I asked "What is your name?"

"I have none," she confessed somewhat reluctantly.

"How about Ann; short for Andromeda, a nearby galaxy I've heard about?"

"Ann – I'm now Ann, the mate of . . .?"

"Daniel – Dan would be good."

"Are you happy with this body?"

"It's beautiful," I murmured reverently, "Would you be upset if I asked for something different?"

"No, change is good and gives me opportunity to experience our coupling in the form you prefer."

"Well, how about a tall slender blond with blue eyes, long legs, small perky breasts, and less hair between your legs." To my amazement, she quickly and effortlessly morphed into a statuesque blond goddess complete with full pouting lips and a small upturned nose. I felt the blood flowing to my groin almost immediately - this was going to be fun! She leaned into me for a second sensual kiss as her hand slipped between us to the bulge in my Levi's. My hand zeroed in on a small pink nipple jutting out proudly with anticipation. In an instant, I was stepping out of my pants, knowing that this time she would experience the full force of my penetration. We fell onto the bed, and I put her long legs over my shoulders while my pulse raced. Her nearly hairless pussy and slim hips provided the perfect landing site for my rigid cock. With a few gentle nudges, I found her moist center and, with every muscle straining, slowly pressed the throbbing intruder into her depths. It was a slow process; she was so tight that it was impossible to proceed in any other manner. A faint pink hue spread across her chest as her delicate hands clutched the comforter. She was so human, it was almost surreal! Her facial features grimaced with my intrusion as her soft fingers painfully gripped my rib cage. With less than half my length enveloped, her hips swung abruptly towards the head of the bed and she voiced a high pitch squeal that likened to shatter glass. A burst of orgasmic essence erupted on my torso as her vaginal muscles clamped down so tightly that my bewildered cock was forced out into the open. Wrapping her arms around me with a vice grip, her hips danced in a frenzy trying to pin my freed organ tightly against her clit.

I let euphoria overtake her, and just as she relaxed, I went for my second attempt, plunging quickly into her warmth as far as I could before the friction of her tightening vaginal walls curtailed any further advance. I eased out and back in, entering the silky depths a tad further. Repeating the process with gentle pressure over several minutes, I finally reached her cervix. It felt as if her cervix kissed the glans tenderly just as the muscles along her vaginal walls began a series of rhythmic constrictions beginning at the base and terminating right at the very tip. I couldn't withdraw, the muscles at the base were cinched too tightly, yet the rhythmic tugging eliminated the need. Faster and faster, they continued their sequential tugging crowned by gentle cervical kisses, until my own sensory input reached overload. The first eruption of sperm deep inside her was met with her own eruption as we experienced our first explosive mutual climax. Explosive is the closest way to describe our collective sensations as we tumbled ecstatically onto the floor, thrusting desperately as we rode our orgasmic ecstasy beyond physical reality. I found myself free falling on a cosmic journey through the heavens, lost in the wonder of limitless fulfillment. It was as if I was no longer what I thought I had always been; an insignificant grain of sand on the seashore of time! There was unremitting joy and contentment separating my spirit from the restrictive confines I had learned to accept. Ever so slowly the visions faded back into the sweaty reality of two exhausted lovers tightly embraced on a carpeted floor reeking of mildew.

I kissed her, and thanked her, as her eyes flickered with glowing contentment. It would be several hours before we untangled our extremities and returned to stasis, grateful for the experience we shared and eager to go at it again once we recovered. Slowly I got to my feet and got dressed as Ann lay in repose. I realized it was not her form but her construct that had made this event so profoundly satisfying. I staggered to the door and slowly opened it, partially wondering if the world I'd known was still outside. It was, although the cows were lined up in a semicircle around the door, chewing their cud contentedly. I fumbled with the fried light socket momentarily until her soft warm hand emerged from behind me and grasped the socket in her palm. A silent hum and a few sparks later, a virtually brand new fixture hung in its place. This girl was amazing.

I turned to her, and was about to ask how she accomplished such a feat without tools or supplies, but her big blue eyes and beautiful body stilled my curiosity. She took my hand and we walked into the forest wordlessly, allowing the calm beauty to replenish our souls. The cows slowly followed us.

"Ann," I finally broke our silence near the fence at the edge of the property, "I have little to offer, hardly any money or material goods, but if I could, I'd surely give you . . ."

"Shhh, it's OK Daniel, I'll make things right with you. Where do you obtain this money?"

"At a bank or cash machine, but there are security issues, IRS, FBI. . . "

"Take me there," she commanded.

"You'll need some clothes, Ann."

"Yours will be fine," she said and quickly turned and bounded back towards the trailer with myself and bunch of cows in hot pursuit.

A few minutes later, I slowly eased my old car down the rutted dirt road, with Ann in my best clean T-shirt and a grossly oversized pair of Levi's sitting next to me. The trip was uneventful in the late afternoon glow, and we hardly spoke as Ann was entranced by the passing scenery. She kept her left hand cupped on my crotch even though I advised her it was not considered appropriate around others. At one point she took my bank card and, after studying it briefly, placed it in the palm of her hand and closed her eyes. She returned it after assuring me it wouldn't be needed anymore. Far-be-it for me to attempt to imagine what she was about to do, so I fumbled with a few back-up scenarios in case things turned sour.

We finally got into town where a cash machine stood awash in lights outside the bank building. She stepped out of the car, strolled over to the machine, and put her hand on the screen. Moments later, bills began flying out of the front of the machine and I hurried out to help her stow the wandering cash. On final count, there was close to twenty thousand dollars in assorted bills. I stashed all but a few thousand under the seat, but when I geared up for a quick getaway, she placed her hand on my leg and smiled.

"The security devices were disabled, Dan; and the machine is empty."

"How did you do that?"

"It is difficult to explain with your current knowledge," she replied somewhat remorsefully, "But the money will not be missed."

"Then let's get you some clothes!"

Few stores were open, but we got her several changes of jeans and blouses with underwear (which she absolutely detested) and shoes. I purchased the missing light bulbs, a cheap laptop computer and tanked up the car. On the way home, I swung into the local market to restock where Ann became fascinated with canned food and saran wrap. The final stop was a small family owned malt shop and although she didn't require conventional nutrition, her love of French fries and chocolate malts quickly became apparent. She savored the taste sensations all the way home, while I did my best to drain the grease from my burgers before I ate them.

Once back at the trailer where the cows were lined up awaiting our arrival, I gave her the laptop. She giddily clapped her hands and bolted into the trailer. While I fed the cows and savored my situation, Ann mastered the idiosyncrasies of our modern technology. When I returned to the trailer, she was glued to the computer screen as it flashed images so fast I couldn't focus on them. Her hands never touched the keyboard - only the mouse was a blur of constant motion. How she ever got online was a mystery to me. The range of emotions she displayed ranged from silent tears to brief outbursts of laughter corresponding to the images that momentarily paused on the screen. It was a joy to watch her learn over a bag of microwave popcorn. As sleep began to overrun my observations, she closed the cover and stepped over to drop on my lap, her arm wrapped firmly around my shoulder.

"You world is a study of inconsistencies, with such beauty and such horror - how does one live in harmony with such extremes?"

"We abide, I guess," I murmured philosophically. "There are always those less fortunate, and those with more than they need; yet despite these inconsistencies, we endeavor to remain at peace with ourselves."

She nodded and fell silent for a moment. "Why is there so much sex online?" Her free hand wandered down my chest to my fly, casually releasing the flaccid organ within. Her delicate fingers traced the outline of my genitals gently coaxing life into my loins.

"Well . . .We are sexual beings, sweetie; what we can't get from our 'mates' we fantasize about online." I unbutton her blouse slowly, brushing the fine blond strands over her shoulder.

"Restrained sexuality is counterproductive to the well being of sentient beings. Such a shame to neglect such a beautiful organ for the senseless concerns of your world," she mused sadly while squeezing my lengthening cock securely. "I could never accept that solution."

"It's the way of the world Ann," I conceded as I released the last button on her jeans. She lifted her hips slightly, and her jeans slid down her silky legs and pooled at her feet. Spreading her legs as wide as the arms of the chair would allow, she guided the head of my cock across the moist puffy lips of her sex with a longing sigh. Her hands continued to explore our exposed genitals gently, until she found her sweet spot and gently maneuvered her hips to allow access.. I groaned as the head slipped past the peach fuzz into her core. It was still incredibly tight, but the smooth walls and strong muscular contractions pulled the head of my cock within quickly. I eased my hands up to her glorious hard nipple breasts and gently squeezed their firm fullness as she moaned and erupted in a cock ejecting climax. Despite her brief orgasmic release, she frantically fumbled for my expelled organ and repositioned it, forcing herself onto its length with a painful yelp.

"Just relax, Ann," I coached as my organ sought deeper penetration. Her muscles released their cock crushing grip slightly yet sufficiently enough to allow my slick organ to become fully encased before they clamped tightly again. The sensation triggered yet another explosive orgasm. Ignoring her orgasmic throes, I withdrew slightly and plunged in again, her internal muscles milking the length of my shaft with inhuman efficiency. The deep boiling intensity of my impending climax arose almost instantly, and with a final squeeze of her delicious breast, I let go - spewing a lifetime of passion into her depths. A kaleidoscope of colors enveloped us accompanied by a cosmic symphony of soothing sounds, as we sailed throughout eternity; her hand firmly gripping my own. Her body had a halo of blue energy that shone like a star on the warm comforting cosmic journey we shared. We swooped past a multitude of worlds with a myriad of creatures of every description inhabiting them. Stars exploded in a cascade of breath taking light as asteroids whizzed by unhindered by the warmth of the solar winds. I kissed her passionately and our bodies entwined in a joyful carefree meld of unity.

Slowly the fantasy faded into darkness, and I opened my eyes to a darkened trailer and a gorgeous blond sitting on my lap with her head on my shoulder and her pussy still clutching my deflated cock. I slowly repositioned myself to shift Ann's weight and she sighed contently. Replaying the memory of our cosmic voyage over and over again, I grasped at the elation the freedom provided and wondered somewhere, in the depth of my core, if there could ever be more. Ann had irreversibly changed my life, and I was destined to follow her to the ends of reality. I began to explore my sanity; was sex turning me into a mindless robot? She stirred, and the unmistakable tugging at my cock began again, far more gently than before, but with the same sense of urgency. Her big blue eyes fluttered open as a smile crossed her face. Turning towards me, she tightened her embrace as I slowly stroked the soft golden hair in the darkness. She drifted back into her dreams, still massaging my organ. I too, eased my head back and savored the feeling, and dreamed of a life filled with the hopes and mysteries of Andromeda.