Stranded
Chapter 6
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 6 - Tillyn, a radiant and otherworldly alien, appears on Marc’s rooftop, breathtaking in every way. Her beauty, the way she moves, instantly captivates him. For two perfect, unforgettable days, they are lost in wonder, laughter, and desire, hearts entwined. Then she vanishes without warning, leaving him aching with longing. But fate is not done with them. As Tillyn struggles to find her way back, Marc dares to hope that this mesmerizing, irresistible stranger might return to be his Valentine forever
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Science Fiction Aliens First Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Safe Sex
“Oh Dun!” Exclaimed Utuck when he looked through the small window of the loading ramp. “Someone is running towards us.”
“Did we get clearance, Millia?” Luckua asked with a calm voice.
“We did.”
“How close is he, Utuck?” Luckua asked, “Can you see who it is?”
“He just left the building, but I can’t see his face because he is waving with his arms.”
“Right,” Luckua said firmly, “Hold on. I’m going into launch mode now.”
Utuck was just in time to hook himself onto a metal rung before the ship suddenly changed into an upright position.
“Powering up the suspension injectors!” Luckua shouted.
For a short moment the ship shuddered violently and then it lurched upwards, gaining speed rapidly.
“Switching to main engines,” the pilot announced. “Brace for the acceleration jolt in three, two, one!”
By this time, Utuck managed to safely harness himself in a chair and he actually liked the massive acceleration when the main engines kicked in. The engines’ magnificent roar was still audible but soon enough the ship left the atmosphere which silenced the outside noises.
“Get ready to engage the warp coil, Utuck,” commanded Luckua.
“Wait!” shouted Millia. “We have an incoming call.”
“Caller ID?” Luckua asked briskly.
“Observer Sebo,” said Millia meekly.
“Engage the coil, Utuck,” said Luckua with an icy voice.
Utuck didn’t hesitate and pushed the large button to release the charged energy into the warp coil. The typical soothing humming of the large coil sounded throughout the ship and the stars suddenly whooshed by with incredible speed.
“Why did you ignore Sebo’s call, Luckua?” Millia asked with a trembling voice, “we are going to be in big trouble now.”
Luckua slowly shook his head and said calmly, “He called us Millia and you know what happens to a call as soon as you travel at warp speed.”
“You get disengaged.”
“Exactly! So, we just tell him we didn’t receive it because we were in the transitional warp. And he will never know whether the call had reached us or not.”
Millia nodded while she looked a little less stressed.
“Now if he would have hailed us via the aviation control,” Luckua continued, “then we had no choice other than responding. But he didn’t and he failed to stop us because he didn’t use the proper channels.”
“So, you think we aren’t in trouble?” Utuck asked.
Luckua grinned. “I’m pretty sure we’re fine. Observer Sebo is definitely not happy, but he can’t charge us for any crime.”
“Still, I’m pretty sure we will have to deal with his wrath sooner or later,” Millia grumbled.
“We’ll worry about that when we get back,” Luckua said calmly, “For now we need to focus on the test flight.”
“Yes,” Utuck enthusiastically said when he read the information on his screen, “We are about five percent faster than with the old configuration.”
“Wow, not bad,” murmured the pilot, “and everything is in the green?”
“Yup, everything is stable.”
“That means we arrive at the coordinates within one point five cycles,” Millia said as she checked her display, “I suggest we do three shifts of ten small cycles.”
“Let me do the first shift,” Utuck opted, “You both must be quite tired.”
Marc adored Tillyn’s beautiful brown eyes. They stood opposite each other in the bedroom, nervously waiting for the other to take the initiative.
“Oh, this is so funny,” Tillyn giggled.
“Yes, it is stupid, isn’t it?”
Marc’s heart skipped a beat when she crossed the distance with one big step and as she pulled him against her body, she whispered, “Undress me, Marc. I want to feel your skin against mine.”
His fingers moved towards the top of her dress. He remembered seeing only a zipper when he had cut the label off her dress. The zipper’s leaver was annoyingly small for his fingers, but after some fiddling, he managed to get a hold on it. He was amazed how easily the little leaver moved, and he deliberately slowed down to increase the suspension. Unfortunately, the leaver reached its end sooner than expected but it meant he could pull the amazing dress over her shoulders.
He deliberately looked into her eyes when he let the dress slip down and he held his breath when she slowly wiggled her body, causing the smooth fabric to slide down her hips. He admired her modest, but still sexy, underwear and uttered, “Wow, so beautiful.”
She chuckled nervously and as she started to unbutton his shirt she cooed softly, “Your turn.”
He loved to look at her slender fingers, which were deftly moving down to the next button. He helped her by pulling the shirt’s fabric out of his trousers, so she could undo the last button.
“You have hair on your chest,” she gushed while she slid her warm hands over his pecs.
He cleared his throat before he asked, “Do you like it?”
She bit on her lower lip when she gently pulled on a few hairs. “It’s so soft! yes!”
Marc got a bit nervous when she managed to unbuckle his belt in a split second, and before he could say anything, his slacks slid down his legs. He didn’t like the restriction in his trousers that had pooled at his feet and with a few kicks with his feet he managed to get barefooted.
A little uneasy he looked at his tenting boxers and was shocked when she blatantly patted his raging erection. “I guess I’ll see you later,” she purred.
“Oh my god,” he said while shaking his head, “you are incorrigible!”
She raised her eyebrows and asked completely unperturbed, “What do you think I have seen during the fifteen cycles I have studied you?”
He gasped when he realized she must have seen some pornographic recordings! It dawned on him that she actually wasn’t as innocent as he thought she was.
She giggled. Then she abruptly turned her back towards him and asked with a small voice, “Can you help me with the brassiere? It took me really a long time when I was in the shower last night.”
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