Alien Phone Sex, Aria gets the probing she needs part one

So this might sound crazy, I mean… even I think I’m crazy… but I think I was abducted by aliens last night. So I decided to write about my experience here, for all of you who are into alien phone sex. I’m really freaked out, so much so that my hands are still trembling. But I really need to get this out there. To tell my story. Of how I had the most unreal experience of my life.

Yesterday was just like any other day. I mean, the only difference being I stayed on campus a lot later than usual. Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays are my on campus days for school. Finals week has come and gone and the semester is all but over, but I love one of my teachers and he was throwing an end of the year party in the library. I couldn’t not go. That may have been the worst decision I could have made.

The party was fantastic, we had a blast. I flirted with the teacher shamelessly, slipped my phone number into his jean pocket, and left around 8pm to head home before the bus that goes to the campus stops running. I was walking along the paths of the deserted campus when I started hearing this high pitched whining. It got louder and louder, until it was all I could hear. I put my hands over my ears to try and block out the sound, but it got stronger. It was becoming painful and finally I screamed and everything went black.

When I regained consciousness, the first thought that ran through my mind was that I was cold.

Then my brain become less foggy and I realized that I was strapped to some sort of modified doctor’s exam table. You know the one, with the stirrups to give ladies their pelvic exams. Not only that, but I was completely naked. No wonder I was cold… I was in an air conditioned exam room with my legs hoisted into stirrups and all my most intimate areas on display!

Then I saw them. I knew right away that they weren’t human. They were tall, too tall. Maybe eight or nine feet tall, with impossibly long arms and legs. Completely hairless, tough, leather-like skin all over their bodies, and misshapen heads. More oblong than true humanoid heads. When they opened their mouths in a horrible parody of a smile, I let out a fearful whimper. They had completely sharp, pointed teeth in tightly packed rows. These creatures had to be aliens.

“Please don’t hurt me…” I begged in a small voice.

“Do not feel fear, unmated human female. We are not here to irreparably harm you. We only desire to study you. Do you consent to our studies?” They spoke into my mind, in unison. Like some sort of hive mind, it filled me like several people speaking loudly in a small room. The voices where neither male or female in the sense of what I knew.

They just were. 

So all they wanted to do was study me? What kind of study? “Will it hurt?” I asked after a long pause.

“Our previous unmated human female stated that our tools were cold, and therefore uncomfortable. She did not express any pain to our knowledge.” They responded. The air conditioner kicked on and blew directly onto my body, causing my nipples to pucker right in front of them. “Ah, the nipplary response! We have not provided tactile stimulation… How curious…” The aliens began chattering amongst themselves excitedly.

Finally I cleared my throat to get their attention and asked. “I’m not a fan of cold things, but I will help explain things if you promise to not use cold instruments to examine me. I’ll even tell you why my nipples responded that way…” From hearing them debate why my nipples hardened, I discovered that they were clueless about human physiology. As long as I get out of this alive, I’ll do anything. Including, helping these hideous alien freaks poke and prod my exposed body.

They conferred with each other, their voices rattling around in my head in a language I had no hope of pronouncing, let alone understanding. Finally they turned back to surround me, their long, talon-like fingers caressing my bare skin all over. “We have decided that we will forego instruments and… how do you humans say it? We will ‘do as the natives do’.” I had no idea what that meant, but their fingers caressing my inner thighs, brushing my nipples, grazing up the sole of my feet, it was making me moan involuntarily.

I had no idea what was in store for me…

Are you loving part one of my Alien Phone Sex blog? Well come back Sunday to read Alien Phone Sex part two! Or if you want to experience the delicious fantasy with me, check out the audio here!

xoxo

Aria

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