Frank and I had been planning a weekend getaway to my uncle's cabin for weeks, we needed a break. It has been 2 years since we took even as much as a complete weekend with just the two of us doing something other than daily life requirements, let alone having a holiday.
We met in college and dated 2 years before we knew tying the knot was right, we knew it was real love. We recently bought a house and are presently attempting to start a family, we make the best of the times we do spend together, still as madly in love as we were on our honeymoon 5 years ago.
Frank made reservations for dinner at our favorite restaurant a week ago. Frank pulls out my chair and as I sit, he whispers, "I don't know what entre I'm going to order but I know what I'd like for dessert." He kisses my neck just below my ear, knowing that spot is directly connected to my pussy. "You're definitely the sexiest woman I know."
Once again, my man makes me feel like the luckiest gal in the world.
We're sipping wine, making googly eyes at each other, sharing those silent steamy gazes that not only make you feel naked, but the sensation of erotic fingers caressing you are forefront in your mind.
When our appetizers arrive, Frank's phone buzzes a text message, as he reads it his expression instantly goes from happy and excited to frustrated dismay. He sets his phone down. "Mr. Jefferies has just demanded all department heads work this weekend."
Frank is the senior supervisor for a large architecture firm; Mr. Jefferies runs the company.
"What, no, oh Frank our weekend at the cabin?" I frown and exhale in exasperation.
I was devastated, "Frank, we really need to get away. I was counting so much on us getting away, I feel my sanity is in jeopardy."
During the meal we discuss our options and end up deciding I should go alone; take the time to recharge and we'll arrange a weekend together as soon as possible.
That evening didn't continue as we planned; but we still made intimate love before spooning and falling asleep.
Frank, stayed in bed a little longer in the morning, making passionate love once again; it was 10 am when he decided he'd better get to work before Mr. Jefferies sends someone to get him.
He gave me an extra special good-bye kiss, demanding I relax, and enjoy my weekend. I spent the major portion of the day preparing. I packed a bag of weed, 3 bottles of red wine, several wine coolers, and enough simple, easy to prepare food for 3 days: sandwich fixings, hot dogs, macaroni, a couple microwave meals.
Although frustrated to be going alone, I was adamant about relaxing; no expectations, just mindless relaxation, sitting around toking, drinking, reading, or sleeping. A weekend off from cooking, cleaning, and planning for tomorrow.
After the rear of our SUV was packed, I changed into a simple summer smock, slipped on my flip flops, primped my hair in the mirror by the door, turned to look across the living room, exhaled a deep sigh, locked the door and got behind the wheel with mixed emotions; excitedly happy I was going, sad Frank wasn't driving.
I filled with gas, while leaning on the side of the vehicle chatting with Frank who was still at the office. I hit a drive through for a burger and fries, getting out of the city just after 7pm.
I'd been driving a couple hours, it was that part of the day, past dusk, getting dark, becoming night, when I thought I saw a bright blue light flash across ahead of me. It was so fast I couldn't determine if it was a bird just in front of my windshield, or something far off in the distance.
I rationalized it as maybe road hypnosis, thinking my eyes were playing tricks. I still had about an hour of driving to go. I straightened up in my seat, opened my window a bit and turned the radio to rock station; just in case I was drifting off and unaware.
It's a clear sky, maybe I caught a glimpse of a shooting star; the sky had become black, except for all the far-off tiny stars beginning to twinkle, but they offered no illumination, my eyes were straining, the only thing I could see was what my headlights showed. I don't recall ever driving in such darkness, in the city everything is lit up. Tonight was that one night a month, the moonless night.
"Whoa." I was startled and called out, as I bent over the steering wheel to watch it elevate. I definitely saw that; it was bright orange and swooshed right overhead, from behind, heading the same direction as me, I swear barely above my car and as soon as it passed me it shot straight up and disappeared.
I couldn't swear it was a UFO, but what else could it possibly be.
I know I saw something, my mind went into overdrive, paranoia, heart pounding, I started freaking out, I turned off the radio as it turned to static after making a gawd awful screeching noise.
It had to be an alien craft; nothing else could move like that; I couldn't rationalize anything else.
My knuckles were white, my heart thumping so fast and so hard I could hear it over the sound of the tires on the gravel road.
I grab my phone, intending to call Frank, damn, no signal, it's 9:47.
I switch on my phone to video record and place it on the dash, hoping I catch something if it happens again.
My minds spinning five hundred things a second as to what to do, what not to do; I'm downright scared; in panic mode.
Geezus, maybe I should stop; NOOO; do not stop ... that's always when they attack in the movies ... gotta get to the cabin it's only a few more miles.
I'm still on high alert, real consternation, a few minutes down the road, I spot a bright light in the sky, it seems far off, maybe waiting at the cabin, my stomach fluttering.... oh, shit what do I do... I call out, I think the worst, I'm about to disappear without a trace. "Frank, I love You." I start crying, if you find the car and not me, I was abducted, and I want you to know how much I love you."
The white light gets really bright, like a spotlight straight in my windshield.
"FUU-UUCK," I can't see the road, it's blinding me; I tip the cell phone toward the light and slow down.
I'm panicking, forced to stop as I can't see the road because of the blinding bright white light ... but I'm not in my car ... I'm laying down on a cold hard table ... I shiver with panic... I'm naked ... I try screaming but nothing comes out.
I have a tight strap across my forehead, another over my stomach, my wrists and ankles firmly secured, I can't move.
I'm very cold, shivering, maybe somewhat from fright. A tall figure leans over me, blocking the blinding light.
"Calmmmm." I hear a soft whisper, but not through my ears, it seemed to come from inside my head.
A deep, dark, voice, like James Earl Jones,
"Calmmmm."
It's, it's a weird looking being, it touches my head with a thin elongated spiny finger, I feel another and another, my eyes darting this way and that. There are several of them all touching my forehead.
Again, that deep voice from within "Nooo harrrmmm, staaay calmmmm."
Are they communicating telepathically I wonder.
"Yesssss Ceeeliaaaa, weee donnn't talllk like earrrthlinnngsss, weee minnnd melllld."
"Whoa, I really have been abducted?" My heart pounding like a jackhammer.
"Reeelaaax Ceeeliaaaa weee ooonlyyy wisssh tooo stuuuddyyyy, weee nooo harrrmmm yooouuu."
The deep voice was hypnotic, soothing, I relax; my heartbeat slows, my breathing returns to normal, my eyes focus on the figure on my left. I immediately realize it is not a human form; well over seven feet tall, very thin, a strange orange yellow hue, surrounded with a thin white glowing aura. No neck, no shoulders, no nose, no mouth, no ears; two narrow slits about a foot from the top, I assume are eyes.
The bodies are tree like in shape, and seem fluid, boneless, arms sorta floating, moving wave like. I'm reminded of one of those air-filled balloon type guys waving at a car lot.
I can't move my head, but I shift my eyes, I count 5 forms all identical, all touching my forehead with single elongated fingers on what might be considered 3 finger hands.
I sense they are reading my thoughts through their fingers.
"Yessss, Ceeeliaaaa, weee stuuudyyyy yoouuuu."
How do they know my name?
"Weee haaave nooowwww gaaatherrred aalll yyouuurrr memmmorryyy Ceeeliaaaa." I receive the message telepathically, this time in my own voice.
A finger like appendage hovers above my breast, as it gets close the white aura jumps like a static electric shock to my nipple. Intensely erotic, extremely arousing.
Wow from a bewildered state to extreme sexual arousal in a millisecond.
Erratic breathing, body tingling, hard nipples, loins aching, pussy wet, totally craving sex.
Their bodies don't move, but two arms elongate, stretch out to my toes and the three fingered appendages start at my toes, morphing into something surrounding my feet completely, a gentle pulsing massage.
Sloth like in unison they draw up my legs, the light touch delicate, warm, sexually arousing beyond belief. As they pass my knees to my thighs I gasp, the sexual intensity is overwhelming, I'm riding a surging wave of sensational sexual stimulation, I'm teetering on a cusp of extreme ecstasy, my breathing changes, my eyes close, I'm moaning, my mind overcome with ardor.
There is a pause, as if intentionally prolonging my impending orgasm. My breathing ragged, body tingling. Intense, thrilling, salacious, provocative, I murmur "mmm sooo nice, ahhh, mmmm."
As the morphed appendages cover my vulva ... I shrink down ... I'm tiny ... like my entire being is now the size of a pin head.
I'm viewing myself from the midst of my labia, below is the dark abyss of my vagina, all around is the slick, smooth, bright pink surface of my inner labia. The throbbing heartbeat is pounding like tribal drums; I can both feel and see the pulsing of my genital muscles.
As soon as my mind comprehends where I am and what I'm seeing, thousands of jellyfish type tentacles appear around me. They are silky, see through, glowing, individual, yet touching in unison, swaying like a wheatfield waving with the breeze, the tips titillating the slick inner surface of my pink labia, extremely exhilarating. Gawd my mind swirling, so many erotic sensations, dreamlike, slow-motion, contributing a sizzle like I'd never known.
I respond as an enthusiastic lover.
I notice a large reddish item, like looking at a submarine head on, the instant I recognize it as my clitoris, 80 thousand tentacles surround it, one each to stimulate the nerve receptors in the blood engorged nub. I hear myself moan, my body trembles in ecstatic pleasure.
I fall into the black abyss and am greeted with a bright neon like colorful display of the aurora borealis, dancing rainbows of light against the inner walls of my vagina.
Again, reveling in seeing the actions that are causing such lewd, carnal sensations.
I notice a slightly different textured and colored area of flesh above me; I deduce it to be on the interior side of the clitoris, as soon as I comprehend it as my G spot an army of those glowing white tendrils attack the area.
"Oh God, riight therrre, I hear myself moan.
My heart and breathing rate increase, the entire area is vibrating, like an earthquake the walls around me shudder, I shake.
