When an alien spacecraft descends on their city, Emily the astronomer and Ryan the journalist throw themselves into the investigation. But little do they know that they are about to embark on a journey of foreign and bizarre sexuality
Frank Noir’s latest erotica novella, “Alien Penetration” will be out April 21.
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Alien Penetration | Excerpt from Chapter One
The story so far: Working as an astronomer at the local observatory, Emily has just been going over data suggesting the appearance of an unknown object. Now she returns to her suburban home.
As soon as she pulled up to the house, she noticed the packet on the doorstep. She got out of the car and walked up to the door. It was a brown cardboard box, about the size of a shoebox, with no discernible label. She picked it up and turned it around in her hand. On one side she saw some almost invisible markings. There was no print, no color – the surface of the cardboard just seemed slightly different in places, creating a set of indecipherable signs.
“Ryan?” she called.
A few seconds later, she heard footsteps from within the house. Ryan opened the door at looked at her quizzically.
“What’s the matter?” he asked.
“Didn’t he ring the doorbell?”
“Who?”
“Um – the delivery guy. I mean – how long have you been home?”
Ryan shrugged.
“Most of the day,” he replied. “I was writing. What’s that?”
Emily rolled her eyes.
“That’s what I’m asking you,” she replied. “Okay, so – you don’t know anything about it?”
“Nope. I didn’t hear anything. Come on in and let’s have a look.”
Emily followed him into the house. She put the box on the floor, then threw her arms around Ryan and kissed him on the mouth.
“Sorry, honey,” she said. “But that box really creeped me out.”
Ryan smiled.
“That’s okay,” he said. “I understand. Let’s look at it. It’s probably just a wrong delivery – we get packages for the neighbors all the time.”
He picked it up. Emily looked at it, furrowing her brow.
“I don’t know,” she said cautiously. “If it’s for someone else – should we even open it?”
“Well, there’s no address on the outside, right? But – there could be a note or something on the inside. Worth a look, right?”
He carried the box into the living room and put it down on the coffee table. Then he went into his office. Emily heard him opening a drawer, and seconds later he came in with a box cutter in his hand.
“Wait!” Emily said. ”What if it’s dangerous?”
He paused.
“You’ve got a point,” he said. “But then again – who would want to attack us? An unknown astronomer and an even more unknown freelance journalist – way out in the suburbs. Also – if this was an attack, I’d bet they’d be sure to put our names on the box. To make sure we opened it.”
Emily sighed quietly.
“Okay,” she said. “Go ahead. But be careful.”
Holding the knife, Ryan looked curiously at the box. Emily noticed it, too: There was no way of seeing how the package had been closed and sealed: No tape, no flaps, no cracks in the surface of the cardboard – if it was even cardboard. Cautiously, Ryan put the Stanley knife to one edge of the box and slowly drew it across, applying almost no pressure. An opening appeared. He drew the knife around the upper edges, and almost as if by magic, a lid opened, revealing the insides.
Staring at the contents, Emily could hardly keep herself from laughing.
“Oh, ho,” she said teasingly. “So it was all a joke. You naughty, naughty boy…”
Ryan glared at her incredulously.
“You mean,” he said. “It wasn’t you…?”
Holding the box between them, they fell completely silent. The object inside was sculpturally curved, the material dull and plastic-like, in a pale color somewhere between pink and grey. Neither of them had to state the obvious – that this was clearly some kind of sex toy. Emily had never seen anything like it – yet there was no doubt in her mind. Ryan smiled as he reached into the box and picked it up.
“But…” Emily asked, “how does it work?”
Ryan turned it over in his hands. There seemed to be no buttons anywhere. There was a round protrusion with an indentation in the centre, but Emily had a pretty good idea that this was part of the toy. Ryan squeezed the curved shaft, and suddenly the toy began to hum. And as they watched, it began to change its shape in front of their eyes – twisting and turning, bulging, elongating. He tried squeezing on different parts of the toy, and the pitch and volume changed with every squeeze.
“Hm,” he said. “That’s – different.”
Emily reached out and touched the surface of the thing. He was right. It wasn’t the usual buzzing vibration of your average sex toy. When she held her fingers on it, it was as if it didn’t really vibrate – but her fingers did. A strange tremor that seemed to emanate from inside her fingers themselves. As she kept touching, she felt the vibration slowly spreading from her fingers up into her hand. She blushed.
Ryan squeezed again, turning it off. By now, he intuitively seemed to know how it worked.
“Well,” Emily said. “Must be a gift from some of our friends. But who?”
”A rather personal gift,” Ryan said.
“We’ll have to figure out a way to thank them,” Emily replied.
She began to unbutton her shirt. Ryan brandished the toy in front of her.
“You want to…?” he asked.
She nodded.
“Hell, yeah,” she said, pulling off her jeans. “I don’t know about you – but that thing makes me horny as fuck.”
Ryan laughed.
“Me, too,” he replied. “Come here.”
He took her by the hand and pulled her towards the bedroom. She was down to her bra and panties now. As Ryan threw her down on the bed, she swiftly stripped out of her underwear and lay naked in front of him. He threw the toy on the mattress next to her and breathing heavily, he began to undress, too. As he pulled down his pants and boxers, an impressive erection jumped out.
“Mm,” she said teasingly. “That’s nice.”
He pulled off his pants and threw them over a chair. Naked, he picked up the device.
“Yeah,” he said. “You know how I love to watch you play with a nice toy.”
He climbed onto the bed next to her and squeezed the thing again, making it buzz. By now, just the sound of it made Emily shiver. Ryan’s eyes were shining as he delicately placed the tip of the toy just above her clit.
“Ohh!” she cried.
The strange shaft stretched and squirmed, making her tender flesh vibrate from within. The sensation was unbelievable. It was not just her pussy passively being stimulated. It was as if her cunt had come alive, powered by sheer lust and determination, intent of overpowering the world with pleasure. Her tiny clit protruded from its folds, as if it was getting ready to fuck the toy back. Was this was being a man was like – having a cock? Emily writhed lasciviously on the bed.
“Mm,” Ryan asked. “Is it good?”
She could only whimper in reply. He rotated the shaft, and she felt the round protrusion touching her clit. The soft opening adjusted itself – and now she felt it beginning to suck – gently pulling her hard, tender clit inside, making it buzz and throb.
“Aaah!” she cried. “Aaah!”
Ryan’s hard cock jumped at the sight. She felt about to come – but she didn’t. As if the toy was also somehow in control of her orgasms. Gasping loudly for air, she beat her fists on the mattress.
“Aaah, please!” she cried. “I want to cooome!”
Ryan held the toy against her cunt with his left hand as he began to masturbate with his right, his mouth hanging open. Clear fluid seeped from the tip of his cock.
The protrusion sucking at her clit began to move slowly back and forth. It was like a mouth, like a pair of lips – and yet nothing like a mouth at all. She felt tears of intense pleasure welling up in her eyes. And then – finally – it happened.
“Aaah!”
The climax surged through her entire body, knocking the air from her lungs. She thrashed about on the bed, her arms and legs flailing in ecstasy. Ryan kept masturbating his bulging cock, salivating at the sight.
The toy kept moving, turning, elongating. Long and round, it began to poke rhythmically at the mouth of her cunt, still humming. Ryan just held it in place, not doing anything. But the soft plastic shaft began entering her flesh, only a fraction of an inch with each stroke, but slowly penetrating her deeper and deeper and…
“Ohhh,” she moaned. “It’s fucking me. Ahhh…”
She raised her head to look. The toy squirmed and bulged between her thighs, stretching and contracting as it moved inside her cunt. It thrust harder and deeper, increasing its pace. She felt her wet flesh quivering, vibrating around the toy as another orgasm approached.
“Oh, oh,” she gasped. “Don’t stop. It’s so good…”
Ryan’s hand was trembling with excitement as he steadied the squirming toy against his girlfriend’s cunt, watching in fascination as it fucked her to orgasm. This time, spurts of juices gushed from her pussy as she came.
“Aaah! Aaah!”
Emily arched her back on the bed, savoring her orgasm. The device decreased its thrusts, eventually coming to a halt. It merely hummed quietly inside her flesh, letting her catch her breath. Purring with pleasure, she pushed Ryan’s hand away.
“Mmm,” she said. “That’s enough. Now fuck me.”
Ryan sat up, his stiff cock bouncing, hard as steel. He forced the elongated toy back into her cunt.
“No!” he said sternly. “Keep going. I want to watch.”
Emily sat up, too, spreading her legs wide apart. She was sweating, strands of hair sticking to her flushed face. Her fingers trembled slightly as she grabbed hold of the device. She turned it around, shivering with anticipation as she once more placed the suction protrusion above her clit. She took a deep breath.
“Okay?” she whispered. “Then watch… this!”
Just like Ryan, she seemed to know exactly where to squeeze the toy to get it working again. The humming sound seemed to grow incredibly loud, as it stretched and bulged, once again thrusting in and out of her flesh. As she felt the protrusion sucking hard on her clit, she stared straight into Ryan’s eyes. He got off the bed and stood on the floor, naked, legs apart, grunting as he masturbated his swollen cock with both fists.
“Uhhh,” he growled.
“Ohmigod,” Emily gasped. “It’s fucking me again. See? Ohmigod. Look at my pussy. Look!”
Ryan masturbated vigorously, his entire muscular frame jerking back and forth as if fucking her at a distance. The strange toy kept penetrating her again and again, pulling hard at her sensitive clit, until she could no longer hold back. She fell back, thrashing about on the mattress as she came again.
“Ohhh! Ohhh!”
“Aaah!” Ryan yelled.
She felt the first spurt of hot semen hitting her thighs. Ryan held his cock clenched in his hand, gasping as it swelled and jerked. It kept firing jet after jet of spunk several feet into the air, spattering Emily’s legs and feet. She struggled to pull the squirming toy from her cunt – it felt as if it had a will of its own, determined to impale her to the hilt. With one more effort, she managed to drag it off her – and quickly threw it to the side.
Ryan’s ejaculation had subsided, but his swollen cock kept jumping inside his fist.
“Wow…” he whispered.
Dazed, Emily looked at him, sweat running down her face.
“What …” she began, “what the fuck was that?”
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