Stranded
Chapter 8
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 8 - 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
Tillyn admired her naked body in the large mirror in the bathroom. She could clearly see that her nipples were still a little red and puffy. Slowly, she slid her hand down to her yoni and gasped softly as she touched the little triangle. It was extremely sensitive, and it definitely needed to be left alone for now.
Only then, she noticed Aris hovering next to her.
“Aris,” she said softly as she felt a little awkward, “I’m glad you’re here.”
“You are taking unnecessary risks, Tillyn,” it said coolly. “Exchanging bodily fluids might increase the risk of incurable diseases.”
Tillyn rolled her eyes. “Well, at least I can say that my study of this species has been extra thorough.”
“I doubt you will share your private experiences,” Aris responded curtly.
Tillyn smiled when she recalled the wonderful morning with Marc and replied, “You have a point, Aris.”
“May I point out your ability to make proper decisions might have been compromised by becoming an Earthling?”
She nodded slowly, knowing her assistant was right. “Just as well a rescue team is on its way. Now, please can you show me a catalog of female underwear.”
She was pleased that Aris knew what she wanted and selected a similar set of what she had been wearing the day before.
“Good, now I want an outfit that consist of a vistitu and koti.”
“A dress and a jacket,” replied Aris.
“You know what I want, Aris,” Tillyn said a little annoyed. “Why are you translating it?”
“In case you need to tell an Earthling what you need.”
She raised her eyebrow and asked, “Are you assuming I need to stay here longer?”
Meanwhile, she flipped through a range of dresses and her eye fell on a short strapless dress and a long sleeve jacket that would show off her feminine curves. She studied the outfit by turning the 3D image around with a flick of her wrist.
She had seen the shoes, which were part of the outfit, but decided to keep wearing the comfortable sneakers she had.
“This one Aris,” she said, “I don’t need the footwear because I’m going to use the sneakers again.”
“I advise you to take the complete outfit, Tillyn.”
“Alright, Aris,” she sighed, “I’ll try them but if they are as uncomfortable like the first pair you insisted I wear, I’ll go for the sneakers instead.”
“Of course, Tillyn,” Aris replied and disappeared.
She sighed while slowly shaking her head. She had never had such difficult discussions with Aris before. Maybe there was something wrong with Aris. Perhaps her very close interaction with Marc was causing Aris’ subroutines to react differently. It was something she had never anticipated but she actually didn’t care.
Marc was amazing and she truly loved being with him.
Millia panted heavily while holding the heavy and clunky box in its place. “Hurry up, will you?” she grumbled. “It is getting really heavy.”
“Just a few moments more,” Utuck groaned while sliding over her body to reach the other side of the box.
She’d never done any mechanical work before, and she definitely gained respect for technicians. One thing she had a little trouble with was the fact that Utuck was so close to her. At several times one of her breasts was flattened by him because he was forced to reach out to an impossible place. It was something she hadn’t anticipated and it made her feel quite uncomfortable that he had just done it without even an apology.
“Right,” Utuck said with a deep sigh while he moved away from her. “That should be it.”
Millia moaned a little when Utuck helped to free her from the compromised and precarious position.
“Thank you, Millia,” he said while gently rubbing her arm, “It’s really cramped underneath the warp core and I had no choice other than to be so close to you.”
She smiled, knowing it was the best apology she probably could get from him. “It’s okay, Utuck. I’m glad I could help.”
“I couldn’t have done it without you,” he said sincerely. “Now, let’s see if the old lady will allow us to charge the warp coil.”
The lights dimmed considerably when he pushed a button and as he nodded, he said, “It’s time to wake up Luckua. We can initiate a warp jump start after we’ve had a drink.”
Millia looked at her screen and gasped loudly. “By Dunia! We’re almost there!”
Utuck chuckled. “Yes, I told you the warp core accelerated us up to one point seven warp speed.”
“That’s incredible!”
“Perhaps,” Utuck said softly, “But it could’ve gone completely wrong. I know for sure that this type of power core would have done some nasty things when it overloaded. Like flooding the area with gamma radiation of the worst kind.”
Millia shivered a little, because she knew they would have died a horrible death and a rescue team would’ve arrived too late. She was extremely pleased that Utuck had taken the first shift!
“Oh my,” she whispered while she looked at him, “we were lucky that you were on the first shift.”
Millia rolled her eyes when he shrugged his shoulders. “I’m pretty sure you would’ve seen the error much sooner.”
“Utuck,” she admonished him. “Stop diminishing your incredible rescue. We would’ve all died.”
“Millia is right,” sounded from the doorway when Luckua entered the small room, “I wouldn’t pilot any ship without you being on board.”
“Alright,” Utuck said demurely, “let’s have a drink to celebrate.”
“Great,” Millia laughingly but then she frowned when she grumbled, “As long as you stay away from the thu nuck.”
“Wait! What?” exclaimed Utuck while his face lit up, “Did you really bring it with you?”
“See?” Millia said, smirking, “I knew you had a severe case of addiction.”
They all laughed.
“Oh my god, Tillyn,” Marc gushed when she walked into the kitchen, “You look incredibly sexy!”
“Sexy? What does that mean?”
“Oh dear,” Marc said with a smirk, “I’m not sure if I want to tell you.”
Tillyn rolled her eyes while she crossed her arms. “Come on Marc, I think I can handle it.”
“Right,” he said as he walked towards her. He kissed her neck before he asked her huskily, “Do you want the uncut version?”
“Uncut?”
“Straight forward, no sweet talk, just completely honesty,” he deadpanned.
She tilted her head to briefly press her lips against his mouth. “Yes please.”
“If we hadn’t done what we did earlier, I would have lifted your butt up onto the counter.”
“Why?”
Marc’s voice sounded hoarse when he continued, “And I would have slowly pulled off your panties.”
“Oh, my Dunia,” she whispered.
Marc sighed deeply and said, “But I’m a gentleman and I can keep my primal urges at bay.”
Tillyn pouted.
“What?” asked Marc, surprised, “do you really want?”
Tillyn’s giggle sounded happy.
He slowly shook his head and murmured, “I should’ve known.”
“Hey,” she said as he hugged him, “I’m sorry that I look so sexy.”
“Well, that is actually the game. You see, there’s a fine line between being attractive or just being provocative. I mean your dress is a fine example that shows off your amazing body in a beautiful way.”
Tillyn nodded. “I thought it looked nice on me, that’s why I chose it.”
He chuckled, “I don’t want to know how you’re doing it, but you are getting clothes without buying them.”
“Ah, yes,” she said demurely, “I, I just wanted to be prepared for the cold evening.”
“I understand. But I want to buy you a nice evening dress for our dinner date.”
Tillyn looked up. “Where are we going?”
“I want to give you a tour of New York and show you a few places like the Statue of Liberty.”
“Sounds good,” she purred.
“Dropping out of warp, in three, two, one,” Luckua said calmly, “and we’re out of warp.”
“I’ve located Tillyn’s ship,” Millia said. “Transferring the coordinates to you.”
“Wow,” Utuck murmured, “They sure know how to stuff their orbit full of useless debris. No wonder she ran into trouble. We definitely need to upgrade those explorer ships with better sensors.”
“Do you want to have a better look at it, Utuck?” Luckua asked.
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