Uncontrollable Need

She took his virginity that summer and loved that she had. She knew that summer he was who she would marry. The boys she had dated in college were embarrassing frat boys, fun parties, no real substance, and looking back a complete embarrassment compared to Joey.

And now this, how is he going to find me?

As she thought about Joey, she thought about their kiss after Pastor Don pronounced them man and wife. Her lips still tingled with the passion she had for her husband. She began to sob into her hands until she picked her head up and saw a few of the green bars had also disappeared. The metal floor was cold under her feet and she realized it could also be electrified if she wasn't 'ready' when they needed her.

She slowly began shopping through the outfits in the closet and settled on what she thought was the most modest piece, a red mini-dress. She gave a sigh thinking about how tiny it was, there was no denying she would look like a complete slut wearing it. Once her feet were inside she pulled it up feeling the material slide tightly over her boobs and ass. She pulled her arms through the short sleeves and then looked into the mirror. The dress was very low cut with lines that perfectly cupped her boobs, making the large orbs jut out from her body as they strained against the material of the dress.

In the mirror she looked at her reflection and ran her hands down from her neck, over the skin of her breasts and around to her stomach. She admired how sexy she looked then considered trying on the other outfits. She felt the material of one of the bikinis when she stopped herself in shock. Try other outfits. What am I thinking?

The thoughts were confusing. Though even as she questioned such a thought in a time like this, she noticed her hands were still massaging her large breasts.

Why does this feel so good? Because it did.

Her nipples responded showing themselves through the thin material. She started to breath heavy remembering the water she drank. Oh no, oh no, what did they give me?

The green bars had changed to yellow as they were more than half way gone. Her hand covered her heart to feel where it was thumping in panic. Even as she checked her own pulse the tingle of touch against her skin was semi-euphoric.

I am going to have to be electrocuted. It's going to happen. She prepared herself mentally for what would occur when she didn't comply with leaving the room while in this seemingly drugged state. Again she thought about what they would be doing to her... wherever she was going. Maybe it was worse in her mind... maybe.

She shook her head again. Just because this feels good doesn't mean I don't know I'm drugged. I can still say no. I just need to be more careful. I never cheated on Joey when I've been drunk because I'm still in control. She rationalized with herself as she opened the makeup kit and began inspecting her color choices.

Her hair and makeup were done quickly as she spent less time arguing with her situation and instead simply worked with the products she was given. With an almost robotic function she painted the high gloss red lipstick over her lips and then moved to her hair.

When she was done only two red bars of the timer were left. She took a deep breath and pulled a pair of black satin five-inch stilettoes from the closet. She slipped her feet into the shoes that snugly fit and realized all of these clothes had been placed in this room for her— fit to her measurements. Maybe the selection of colors for her makeup also. It was mildly flattering though offensive at the same time.

Again she stood in front of the mirror and gave a half sultry smile when inspecting how sexy she looked. Her long silky tan legs extending from the red micro dress, her massive boobs held high on her chest being kissed lightly by the golden curls of her hair. A turn to her side and she inspected the way her ass extended showing its plump round curve for which she had been so well known at the office. The bracelet they had given her didn't match though no one would be looking at her wrist with so much of her cleavage and legs showing.

The door opened and as it did a green light on the floor illuminated in sequence giving her directions where to walk. She stepped into the hallway alone following the lights.

She could hear the music coming from the double doors, the floor vibrating subtly with the reverberations of music the further she got. The doors opened to white light and a room full of people.

The men wearing suits, the women in ball gowns moved about the room that was well into a party. The smell of alcohol was clear as was the division of guests from those like her, that were marked not only by their bracelets but by their clothing. Jenn could feel the men looking over her body and almost licking their lips. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. Thre were no security guards with electrocution sticks or even the grey uniformed workers.

She stepped in nervously and the door behind her closed. As Jenn surveyed over the room she felt her heart sink, the women she had been held with were now flirting around the room in equally if not more sultry attire.

Jennifer carefully made her way across the dance floor as men eyed her. She came to a woman practically having sex on the dance floor. Angled forward the girl was grinding her thong covered ass into the man holding her breasts from behind. It was a mesh top, see through on all sides with the exception of where his hands covered. Mesmerized, Jenn stopped there and watched their bodies meeting in rhythm as her hands wrapped up behind his head that kissed her neck from behind.

The woman raised her view and met Jenn's eyes. That was when Jenn realized she was looking at Beth who didn't stop dancing but instead gave her a slutty smile and ran her tongue along the inside of her lips. Beth motioned her gaze to her friend's large breasts. It was then Jenn looked down and again saw she had been touching herself as she watched her friend dance. She shoved her hands down from where she had unknowingly been massaging herself and squeezed her hands into fists as if to tell her self 'no.'

The man dancing with Beth whispered something into Beth's ear and disappeared into the crowd of people. Beth took Jenn's hand, pulling her from the dance floor. Jenn's eyes were like saucers as she looked down at Beth's body.

"I'm so sorry I told you not to listen to them Jenn. Isn't this great?" Beth said as she sensually touched her own body.

Recalling how much water Beth had taken earlier Jenn grabbed Beth by the shoulders. "You're drugged Beth. You don't want to do this."

"I know, Jenn, I know. But, it's already happened... and doesn't it feel good?" Beth ran her hand down Jenn's neck to the cleavage that was pressed together like two soft pillows. Jenn didn't want to agree, but the fingers on her skin felt amazing. Like touching her skin made her just want more. "Do you feel it, Jenn? I know you're wet, like me."

And Jenn was. She already could feel her vagina preparing itself for entry. "Beth, I cant, I'm married. And you can't, you're engaged to Luke."

This seemed to affect Beth. She looked down for a moment and then snapped her hand from where it was resting over Jenn's breast. "My God, what's come over me?"

"We need to get out of here." Jenn pleaded happy her friend had seen some semblance of her argument.

Beth shook her head. "To where? There's nowhere to go. It comes in waves. Before it comes again... listen to me. Just know, right now, while I'm clear, that I love you, and I won't judge you. I won't!"

"Judge me for what?" Jenn asked.

"The guy I was dancing with is coming back with someone... and... we are going to have sex with them."

"I certainly am not!" Jenn argued back.

"You say that now, but it won't matter. You will."

"How can you say that?" Though as soon as Jenn asked she felt a hand slip into her's, another hand on her ass. She turned to see a tall man with blue eyes looking down at her. She took a quick breath of ecstasy at the human contact. The man Beth had been dancing with had returned and brought back with him the man now holding Jenn.

"Hello, I'm Bryan."

She could feel her vagina heat up as she turned to meet him. The want to slap his hand away then slap him in the face was there... but she didn't do it. "Hi, I'm Jenn."

"Would you like to sit down and talk?"

She nodded and Bryan was quickly leading her to the far side of the main ballroom. As the two crossed the room Jenn again noticed how many eyes were staring at her. This time it wasn't embarrassment at how slutty she looked, it was pride. She walked with purpose making sure to swing her hips and give her boobs a slight bounce on each step. It was the behavior she hid when at the office, her sexy side she only let out when in the privacy of her and Joey's bedroom. Tonight, she was dressed sexy as hell and she was enjoying playing the part. She wasn't going to act on anything and she still repeated to herself, You can say 'no,' Jenn. You can say 'no.'

They arrived at a sitting area and found a low profile couch which had another couple on the far side. She used her hand to cover her vagina as she sat down and quickly crossed her legs. Bryan began running his hand over the exposed skin of her back. She adjusted so he had a better angle. "So what do you think of all this?" He asked as he leaned forward from where he sat next to her.

The answer was hard for her to place. She didn't want to be here exactly, yet she had no desire to leave either. "It's interesting. Where are we?"

"We are on Rymyny."

"I'm still confused."

"I can understand that. This is all very new to you. Earth was going to be destroyed so my people came to its rescue."

"Destroyed by who? Who are your people?"

"My people are the Rablue, of Rymyny. Earth would have been destroyed by those in the universe who see your home as a new piece of valuable real estate, and your people, the infestation they need to exterminate."

His hand was still savoring over the smooth skin of her back as he inched lower down her spine. She heard the words though they didn't connect in her mind, she was distracted her mind was racing over immediate worries.

Where was Joey?

How would she get out of this?

Why does this feel so good?

He was still explaining when she looked up into his eyes that scanned down her neck and cleavage. "My advice for you, take all it for what it is. Does this feel good?"

She nodded.

He caressed up her back, under her hair to the base of her scalp and gently combed his fingers between her hairs massaging the back of her head. "And this?"

She nodded again.

He took his free hand and reached inside the front of her dress cupping her large breast.

Her hand raised instinctually to stop him, it made it as far as his wrist when it just rested there. There were words she was trying to summon, instead her mouth just hung open in pleasured shock.

"So good." She gasped. She closed her eyes as he massaged her large breast, its round shape fitting perfectly in his hand. He delicately played with her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

"Do you want to do more?"

She considered this and the fact that it took her a moment to answer was upsetting.

I shouldn't be considering this at all.

"I can't." She answered and looked again at their small sitting area. The girl on the other end of the couch had slunk down to her knees where she was sucking the cock of the man sitting before her. Jenn's own mouth began salivating. Giving blowjobs wasn't something she had enjoyed with Joey. She found it tiresome, boring, and ending with a wad of cum in your mouth. Tonight, as she watched this girl, feet from her, suck down this dick like her life depended on it, Jenn had one feeling, jealousy.

Jenn was slowly rubbing her own thumbs into each palm. It was subtle but the sensation made her nerve endings glisten with excitement. She wanted to touch this girl's hair, she wanted to guide her head down as she watched her tongue twirl and flick. The girl was a dark blonde, shorter and with a little body that made her ass look even better as it was raised up while she was sucking his cock into her mouth. It was the girl from the help desk in the Khaki shirt.

My God.

She felt Bryan take her hand though she couldn't look away, her eyes transfixed, until she felt where Bryan had placed her hand on his thickening penis.

"Go ahead, undo my fly. I'll let you suck me off."

She was offended at the audacity he would 'let' her do it, though she again felt the throbbing blood pulsing in her pussy as she slowly continued feeling down his pant leg, finding the length and size of his fast hardening penis. Her pussy was lubricating so much she wanted to sit with her legs uncrossed.

"I can't do that." But even as the words came out, they felt diminished, as if she barely meant them.

The girl down the couch slurping away stopped momentarily when she heard Jenn then as quick as she stopped went back to work in double time. Twisting her hand faster as her mouth hungrily worked down his shaft.

Soon the man was beginning to jerk, she spread her legs more to get lower to the ground and at a better angle. He started moaning and she looked up at him as her mouth made a seal around his head, her hand a vigorous piston.

Jenn could see he was cumming. The girl's smile said it all as she slowed her pace, her hand running up the shaft to pull a few more drops of cum out the tip.

When she finally stopped, she looked Jenn in the eyes, she was cute with pouty lips. "It's so good. Here I'll show you."

Before Jenn could say anything the girl had crawled to Bryan's feet where she undid his pants and let his cock spring out. It stood up tall and hard as the girl squeezed it with her hands savoring over its size, she didn't waste any time as she hungrily licked up from the base of his shaft to the tip. She wrapped her full lips around the head and sucked it into her mouth where she ran her tongue around it in circles before dipping her head down lubricating its entire length. When she came up again her hand was now pumping up and down with the lubrication of her saliva. She looked up to Jenn as she did. Smiling with pleasure as she worked her hands and mouth in conjunction. She took a brief brake while still vigorously pumping with her hand. "You sure you don't want a try?" She gave Jenn another smile and then looked at Jenn's luscious tits. "I know you want it. It tastes SO good." Jenn then noticed her nipples pointing out hard and tender, she was so aroused her body completely showed its wants.

The girl went back to work-- up and down, up and down, up and down. This time when she stopped she looked up to Bryan. "Shoot your load in my mouth." She held her tongue against the head as she pumped his cock.

Jenn realized this girl was going to make him cum. No. She couldn't allow her to let him finish. No. I want it.

Jenn, just let her do it. She argued with herself

But then she will get his cum. She rationalized back. She shook her head.

I don't even like cum. I don't.

Bryan began to breath heavily and Jenn's mouth had become hungry realizing she was going to miss her opportunity. Jenn placed her hand on the girl's back signaling her to stop. The girl looked playfully disappointed as she stopped and crawled back to her suitor.

Jenn nervously swallowed what her mouth had been salivating as she got down on all fours carefully positing herself between his legs.

With her dress as short as it was and with her back arched anyone behind her could see her pussy glistening with wetness. She didn't care, she was focused in front of her on this cock. She looked at the finger where her wedding ring had been. She had a sad moment thinking about Joey, thinking about Beth's comments here in her drugged state.

Don't do this, Jenn. Don't do this.

A tear was rolling to her eye as she repeated it in her head.

Don't do this.

Her hand began to run the still slimy length of his shaft.

Don't do this. Don't do. This. Don't. Do. Don't. This. Do. Don't. Don't... do... this. Do... this. Do This!

She was breathing heavy and opened wide swallowing his cock into her mouth. Immediately her head was bobbing up and down at warp speed, her hand matching her pace in circles as she worked the cock into her mouth. She agreed. It is so good. Oh my God.

Feeling the hard rod on her tongue, the ridges of his head pumping into her mouth, all of it, the texture, the flavor, hearing Bryan moan. Her pussy needed contact. She needed to feel more. She reached between her legs and felt her gooey pussy with her free hand. She started at the clit rubbing it in circles. She was distracted by both tasks, sucking Bryan's cock and masturbating, she was doing both poorly. She focused back on Bryan's cock.

Make him cum. Make him cum so I can masturbate.

"Cum for me." She coxed as she ran her tongue along the underside of his shaft making sure to keep her lips pert and well sealed.

"Work for it." Bryan replied back to which she eagerly obliged.

She adjusted where she sat on the ground as she sat upright on her haunches reached forward pulling the large orbs of her breasts out from the red dress. It felt good freeing them and feeling the air on her skin. Their round weight held firmly by her young body. She cupped them in her hands for a moment. Each breast more than handful for her delicate hands. It felt nice, holding and tickling her own large breasts in front of him. She circled her saliva covered hands around them making them glisten before she moved into position again.

"I love it. I love sucking you off!" Again her hands and mouth were working together. One hand cupped his balls while the other worked the shaft.

Her free breasts now bounced with each bob of her head.

Bryan was soon beginning to buck his hips as she felt his balls clench. He was going to cum. As this happened a wave of clarity came over her, What am I doing? Oh, lord no.

"I'm going to cum." He announced.

She pumped faster.

When the first jet of hot thick liquid coated her tongue she continued circling his cock with her cum covered tongue. A second stream of cum followed and her mouth was quickly filling. She swallowed but not before cum was leaking from her mouth. Three, four, five spurts as the delicious fluid shot from his cock. Her mouth never stopped working his length causing a mess of cum that had slipped from her lips to her chin and heaving breasts. It tasted so good she thought she might be able to cum just getting more of his cum into her mouth.

Like she had just watched the girl from the ship's help desk she was soon running her hand up his shaft, working out any last drops she could into her cum swathed mouth.

She didn't stop until his penis was thoroughly sucked dry.

With Bryan spent, she raised her head, hair disheveled. Her large boobs and top of the red dress were now wet from saliva and cum that had dripped from her mouth. She used her hand to scoop it into her mouth. Her breasts were heaving up and down from exertion and her own horny need to cum. She noticed a small crowd had gathered.

Bryan could see it in her eyes. "Do you want to cum?"

She nodded eagerly.

"Do you want to masturbate or do you want someone to fuck you?"

Someone...SOMEONE? Fuck me? No. I can't have sex. This is wrong.

The words in her mind were all there. She needed to stop, she knew this, yet she felt like a slave inside a body that was working on its own. She had vague abilities to halt her actions as her tongue still waved around her mouth for the flavor of his cum.