Jess
“What do you mean you aren’t finished?” I asked.
“I mean that I have two cocks and you’ve only found pleasure with one.”
“That big one can’t fit inside me! Your other one stretched me out enough!”
<<I know you’re tempted.>>
<<Stop it!>>
<<You’re talking to me up here too. You’ve been communicating like this.>>
Heat rushed to my cheeks. He was right. A warm glob of my own juices slipped down my legs, proving that he was right. I was curious about how it would feel to have him between my legs. I wanted to feel his big cock pumping inside me as he attempted to fit the bigger giant inside my ass. I’d never done stuff back there before, but there was something about Kronos that made me trust him.
Maybe it was the fact that he shared all his thoughts with me, sparing none. He made me realize that honesty was possible and I craved his openness. It didn’t hurt that he could read all of my thoughts too and instead of seeing this fucked up, broken girl, trapped in the Alaskan wilderness, he saw me for who I really was. And he didn’t care how fucked up my past was. He only cared about me.
“Fine,” I conceded, “But you have to be really careful. I’ve never done anything like this before.”
“You mean I’m your first blue alien with two cocks?” He teased.
“Very funny. You know what I mean.”
<<Yes, sweetling, I do.>>
It bothered me that he called me sweetling a little bit. It made me feel all creepy crawly and made my heart flutter. I felt too small, too vulnerable when he called me that. Then again, with Kronos, I’d always be vulnerable. He was huge — and huge everywhere. He flipped me back onto my stomach, preparing himself to enter me in both holes.
<<I’ m going to enter your backdoor first.>>
He announced it plain and simple with that dominant, alpha way of his. It turned me on to have a man who knew what he wanted and could get it without hurting me and while keeping me safe.
He touched me again, sending electric pulses of ecstasy through me one more time. He pressed the tip of his large thirteen inch cock to my asshole. Could I really do this? Could I really take thirteen inches of hot pulsing alien man meat between my legs? I shuddered and then he stroked the top of my head gently.
<<It will all be okay.>>
I tensed up and then he applied what appeared to be a thick juicy lubricant to my asshole. I squeezed my eyes shut and then he pressed the first inch of his cock inside me. It. Was. Amazing. I expected the first inch of his thick thirteen inch cock plunging into my asshole to be nothing but pain and misery.
Instead, it was pure action, heat, pleasure and passion all rolled into one. He stretched me wide and his cock rubbed against tingling bits of flesh that had never been touched before. It felt strange and backwards for him to be plunging into my forbidden backdoor but as he eased past the tight muscles of my entrance and thrust a few inches inside of me, that discomfort morphed into unmitigated delight.
I cried out as he buried 1/3 of his cock inside me. I already felt full. He grabbed both my hips again and lifted me off the ground, sliding my asshole back down over his cock once more. When he got deep enough, the tip of his second cock probed at the entrance of my pussy.
<<Are you ready for both?>>
“Yes,” I gasped, already about to cum from the cock buried deep in my ass. He took his second cock and probed the entrance of my pussy sliding just enough in me that while my ass was full of his big blue cock, he stimulated just the sensitive and tight entrance to my pussy.
“Ohhhhhhh,” I moaned, gripping the console as he thrust his cocks deeper inside me. I backed my round bubble butt around his big dick, screaming in pleasure as his dick stretched my ass and then my pussy, filling me completely.
A warm knot in the base of my stomach throbbed and pulsed with pleasure as Kronos began to pump in and out of my tight human pleasure centers. I cried out in ecstasy, erupting all over both his cocks. He reached for a tuft of my hair and craning my neck back slightly, he continued to pound at my tightness, filling both my holes with his perfect dicks.
I came again, and again all over him until my juices squirted out of my tightness and coated his tumescent length. Kronos grunted and buried his hardness in me, grunting as he reached his own climax and coating my entrance with his seed. I cried out as his seed spilled inside of me. The strange tingling was cooling and hot at the same time.
He removed himself from between my legs and set me on my feet. His seed spilled from inside me and I crumpled to my knees, moaning as I did. My pussy was reverberating with pleasure and even as he removed both of his huge cocks, I couldn’t stop climaxing for another few minutes. He picked me up and cradled me close, hugging my tiny body to his until my heart rate slowed and he kissed the top of my forehead, rubbing his ridged nose against me.
As our foreheads touched, warm euphoria washed over me.
“This… I don’t want to leave this…”
<<You don’t have to…>>
<<I do. I have to go back.>>
<<I suppose you’re right. When can I see you again?>>
<<You know where to find me.>>
I kissed him and he set me down on my feet. I didn’t want to let go of him.
“What about Taylor?” I asked.
“I will send Taylor home back to your camp.”
“Okay.”
“I’ll send you after, once I’m sure they’ve found him.”
“Okay.”
I was still shaking, orgasmic pleasure diverting my attention from all things practical.
He did as he said, sending Taylor back first and once he was sure that Nancy and Tina found him, he sent me back. I came walking to camp without my weapon, hair out of place and my jacket ripped on the side. The clothes Kronos gave me were a close match to my own, but not precise.
“There she is!” Tina said. Her and Nancy jumped up and rushed over to me, wrapping me in a big hug.
“We found Taylor but then we were worried we lost you.”
“No. I’m fine. I just got a bit lost.”
“Thank goodness.”
“Where are the boys?” I asked.
“They drove Taylor to the hospital.”
“I don’t know if I want to stay over tonight. I want to go back home.”
“Okay. Think you can hitchhike?”
“Yeah. I can make it.”
I grabbed my backpack. I wanted to make it back on my own anyway. I didn’t want to spend more time with Taylor, or the others for that matter.
“Want a bump for the road?” Tina offered. I politely declined and hiked toward the main road. I had to get new friends, I thought to myself. It couldn’t be healthy to be amongst people like this, who hadn’t even come to look for me the way we’d looked for Taylor.
On the main road, two eighteen wheelers ignored me and then I noticed a navy blue Volvo station wagon. Oh no… It couldn’t be them, could it. I stuck out my thumb, on the chance that it wasn’t them. I didn’t want to miss a good ride to town. It was starting to get too cold out here.
The car slowed and I had my worst fears confirmed. The Volvo pulled to a stop in front of me and my mother leaned out the window.
“Need a ride back to town, Jess?”
“No thanks. I’ll take my chances in the cold.”
“It’s freezing out. Who knows when another car will be alone.”
“You’re just going to drive me back to the house and I don’t want anything to do with that place,” I huffed.
This town was too small to avoid running into my family members every once in a while. I hated that it had to be like this.
“Jess, come on. You can’t still be mad at us.”
“I can.”
“Stop being stubborn and get in the car. I’ll take you wherever you want to go.”
I got into the car, wondering the entire time if I’d regret it.
“Are you drinking?” I asked her as I entered the passenger seat.
“I’m six months sober, actually. If you’d bothered to call, you’d know.”
“You know why I don’t call.”
“Yeah. I do.”
My mother pulled off the shoulder and sped down the highway. Her face was more wrinkled than I remembered and while she still smelled of tobacco, I had to admit that there wasn’t the familiar smell of liquor that followed her wherever she went. Her black hair was in two traditional braids in front of her and her eyes were still black and sad, but with a little more light behind them than the last time I’d seen her.
“I’m leaving your father, Jess,” she announced after a few more minutes of silence on my part.
“Good for you.”
“I’ve been getting clean, getting sober. I want to be a good mother to your sisters.”
“I wish you’d wanted to be a good mother to me.”
I couldn’t avoid lashing out at her. I’d spent years being the good daughter and never speaking up about the way she treated me, about the way she’d let my asshole dad use me and her as a punching bag. It was all well and good that she was getting sober, but that ship had sailed. I’d been on my own for too long.
“I know. I know I wasn’t the best mother. But I need your help, Jess. For them.”
“I should have known you’d need something.”
“Please. In all the time we’ve fought, I’ve never asked you for anything. I understand why you don’t trust me, I understand why you’re angry, but I need you.”
“I live in a trailer with junkies and hookers. What could I possibly do to help you?”
“I need money for the divorce.”
“How much.”
“$13,000.”
“Jesus Christ, Ma.”
“It’s state law. He hasn’t committed adultery, we’ve got kids.”
“Why don’t you split the cost.”
“He doesn’t want to. He says if I want to leave him, I’ve got to want it bad enough to come up with the money,” she said.
Her hand started to shake and she reached into the side of the door for a cigarette. She used to hand roll them when I lived with her. Now she settled for Camels. Instinctively, I rolled the windows down as she lit up.
“How bad has it gotten?” I asked.
Getting involved was risky business, I knew that, but if she was serious about leaving him for once, maybe I could go with her. Maybe I could live with my family again. Hell, maybe we’d have a chance at a real family with him gone.
Keeping the hand with the cigarette on the wheel, she rolled up the sleeve on her shirt. I gasped. I’d expected bruises, not burns.
“He’s going to kill you.”
“I know,” she said, tapping her cigarette against the open window.
“I don’t have that much. I have $3,000 I saved to move out of the trailer.”
“I shouldn’t need your help,” she said, her voice sounding faraway and sad, the mother I remembered.
“I’ll see what I can do.”
They pulled into town and as agreed, her mother pulled in front of the trailer.
“I wish you would come home, Jessica.”
“I wish it was safe for me to come home.”
“I’ll come by and see you tomorrow with the twins if you don’t mind.”
“Sure, let’s go to the park.”
I didn’t believe she’d actually come. If my father wouldn’t allow her to leave, she wouldn’t. He had that type of control over her.
“Love you, baby.”
“Yeah. Love you, mom,” I answered, my hands numb from the cold air whipping through the car.
I stuffed my hands into my pockets and entered the trailer. I’d have one more night alone, probably. Nancy and Tina enjoyed camping and drugs too much to miss their last night in the woods. At least I’d have a chance to be alone. I’d gone from a tryst in the woods right back into real life.
I climbed into bed and when I closed my eyes, my heart stopped. Kronos’ face was right there, with his sharp angled jaw, his ridged nose and his eyes, glowing yellow as he stared into my eyes curiously, as if I were his prey.
“Is this real?” I whispered.
He didn’t respond. I fell asleep, assuming that it was only my vivid imagination.
When I woke up, all the weird lovey euphoric hormones that had been there from my encounter with Kronos disappeared. He was alien to me in every way, I realized, and as a result, nothing between us could ever be possible.
There was one other way he could help me. One other way he could make a big difference. I just had to wait for him to find me again.
