Angelas Starman

STAR MAN

I fucking hate the winter. I have always loved the hottest of the summer months, a gentle breeze on a hot afternoon, watching with wonder the clouds moving slowly across the sky. Oh, and with a rum drink at my elbow. Why then, am I here in the middle of the Missouri Ozarks in the middle of the winter? Explanation: I have taken a contract job to observe and report on a certain family whose DNA indicates an ancestry unlike any known group of people. The university wants to determine the nature of these people, their skill sets or work, their diet, their spirituality and their sex habits. I have located the family and need to develop a relationship that will allow me to do my work. I have been warned to expect the unexpected, whatever that means. The family is known as the Masters. I have arranged a meeting with the recognized head of the clan, one Raphael Masters. I'm on the way now to meet him.

A dusty winding road far from the main road leads me to a small cabin tucked away in the trees on the side of a small mountain. Smoke curling from the chimney lets me know that someone is home. The cabin is constructed with logs and a cedar shingle roof. The door is welcoming, in that it has a large glass that allows me to see inside. The room glowed with the light from a roaring fireplace. I tapped on the glass with my key and immediately the door opened. The person who opened the door was the most gorgeous human being I have ever seen. I wasn't ready for this.

Rather than asking me in he came out onto the stoop with me, explaining that "I like to greet visitors in the natural light, since the coal oil lamps inside don't light the room very well. You must be Angela."

"Yes," I replied, "and you must be Raphael." As we chatted, I couldn't help but to be affected by his presence. He was taller than me, but not much and had a glowing complexion that was light brown but translucent like the color was coming from a deeper layer of flesh. His eyes were brown with gold flecks around the pupils. The brown was a dark brown like mahogany. His hair was auburn with little ringlets above his ears and across his forehead. There was a noticeable red scar on his right brow. His teeth were gleaming white and his lips looked like something good to eat. As he talked his lips seemed to change slightly in size and shape. He had a very pleasant countenance as though he had never been angered. The lack of a furrowed brow attested to that thought. When he talked his hands gestured as though directing an orchestra. The biggest feature though was the energy I felt standing close to him. I felt completely at ease. Suddenly, I realized he was speaking to me, and I exited my dream like examination.

"Now that you've looked me over so thoroughly, would you like to come inside?" I simply complied by stepping through the door. "May I take your coat," he said.

"Yes, please" and I slipped it off and handed it to him. He laid it across one of the chairs at a table. He guided me to another chair. The table was bare except for an oil lamp. The chair was not comfortable, it looked to be hand made. He sat across from me and gazed at me as if I was an old friend.

"I understand that you are here to find out a bit about the Masters Clan, right?"

"Yes, there are four categories that I am to report on, your skill sets or how you make a living, your diet, your spirituality and your sex habits. Today is meant to be a feeling out effort with more detailed discussions later if you are comfortable with me and my questions. But first I must ask, where is everybody?"

He responded "My followers do not like contact with outsiders. They are hiding in a safe place. There's my mother and two of my sisters and a young lady that just wandered into our group from who knows where. Plus, I have six male laborers that live in a longhouse near the lake. Now, your list doesn't seem to be too difficult to navigate. So, let's get started. First, we don't have to hold jobs as we are self-sustainable, everything we need is produced right here. As for diet, we grow all our food and meat. We eat a good blend of meat and vegetables. We only purchase coal oil for our lamps. We pay for the oil with produce that we grow. Spiritually speaking we are in tune with and grateful for all things living, believing that all things that live are filled with the spirit of a higher being. We do not question but respect what this planet provides for us. The last item will the most difficult for you to understand. I am the only male here and it is my duty to see that all followers are of a healthy mind and body. That duty extends to whatever sexual needs they might have, but without a romantic component."

"So, you have a duty to have sex with all of them?"

"All but the young lady, since she has not yet of age with no physical needs, but she'll be allowed to participate once she's old enough."

"So, to speak plainly, you fuck your mother and your sisters?"

"I do, but without any attachment."

"How often does this happen?" I asked.

"It's really up to them. Whenever they have a need, I accommodate them."

"Do you fuck them as a group?"

He said "sometimes it just happens that more than one of them may have a need at the same time. I think their ovulation cycles overlap, he chuckled. It's no problem for me to fuck them all together as my body is programmed to perform as required."

"So, how do you maintain that body of yours?"

Laughing, he responded, "I maintain my ability to please by the intake of certain herbs and mushrooms and by the use of a sweat lodge. I dedicate the whole day once a week to free my mind with the herbs and mushrooms and I remove all toxins in the sweat lodge. This I learned from your native tribes."

"Answer me this, why is your body so different from other men?"

"My dear Angela, I am from a distant star. I am here to cleanse myself for assignments yet to be realized. I am not what I appear to be. I am not a man as you know it. Now, would you like to see my weekly routine? This is the day set aside for it." Better yet, would you like to participate?" You will not be harmed I assure you."

I felt no compunction at all and quickly said," Yes, I fact I think I may have a need for you to accommodate!" I can't believe I just said that!! But I wanted to experience what his mother and the others do. I wanted to fuck this star man, big time.

"I am at your disposal." He said and rose to move into another room. He came back with a tray of dried herbs and dried chopped up mushrooms. On the tray was a mortar and pestle. He put a bit of the mix in the pestle and ground it into a powder. Then he put the powder in a liquid, tea maybe, poured both of us a small cup full and offered me one. I didn't hesitate and quickly drank it down. He did the same. Suddenly it was if he was speaking from another room. My head was spinning as was the room, which now was glowing with brilliant colors, colors that I could touch and feel. He took my hand and I stood, and he pulled me into his arms. It felt like I was entering a warm bath, liquid and slippery! His body smelled faintly like lilac. His arms were like soft pillows. Then, he stepped back and reached for the tail of my top. Looking into those magical eyes, I dutifully raised my arms, and he pulled my top up and off me.

I stood quietly as he pulled me close again and with his head next to mine, his lips tickling my neck, he reached around and unclasped my bra. My breasts swung heavily against him as my bra fell to the floor. His hands were now on my shoulders, and he caressed my upper arms. Everywhere his hands moved on my skin, a trail of vibratory excitement flowed from his fingers. His body was radiating heat. My skin became totally erogenous. Tiny little orgasms fluttered inside me as I trembled uncontrollably. They grew into a vortex sucking my soul out of my body onto a plane of music and light. My every pore was drinking in his essence.

My legs were weak, so I gripped his arms to keep from falling. When I touched him, my whole body became a sex organ. It was like touching an electric fence. I was mewing softly and breathing shallow, hanging onto him. I spread my legs and it felt like my pussy was exploding as I experienced ejaculation for the first time. The liquid shot out of me to the floor and ran down my thighs. I could feel my labia pulsing, my clit felt like it was thick and standing out and was being sucked by some invisible mouth. My thighs were shaking, and my breasts were swaying, the nipples touching him and receiving little jolts of pleasure with each pass. It felt like they were drawing a pattern of colors on his skin. He moved to hold me close again as I continued to cum. A slick cream oozed out of my pussy, and I put my hands there to feel the texture and the heat it gave off. I brought some to my mouth to taste and smeared some across his lips and offered some for him to taste.

He took my entire hand into his molten mouth and sucked the cream off my fingers. I could feel his tongue lapping all over my hand and in between my fingers. He began sucking on my fingers and the sensation was mind blowing. I became too weak to stand and he lowered me to the chair. My orgasm was lessening, but not going away, But I was totally relaxed. He removed my shoes, pausing to lift my feet to his mouth and he sucked my toes into his mouth, his tongue licking away. Again, I felt tiny orgasms from the wet slippery feel of his mouth and tongue.

Then, he removed my leggings and panties. He softly touched my mouth and then, my pussy, and said "we'll save these for the lodge." He handed me a deerskin throw for me to wrap up in and I felt warm and completely at peace. He put some moccasins on my feet and offered me his hand.

I stood up and he said, "will you undress me?"

With trembling hands, I let down his pants and they dropped to the floor. Coming back up I pulled at his shirt, and he bent forward allowing me to pull it off over his head. He stood there arms akimbo with only his moccasins on his feet. The throw slipped from my shoulders, and I was naked again, but I hardly noticed. His body was beautiful. His muscles were smooth, not chiseled as I expected, a bit of softness across his chest and abdomen. His pubic hair was reddish and curly. His long dick hung loosely, still swinging from the jerky movement of removing his shirt. His skin glowed in the shadows, creating its own light. His nipples were large much like the areoles of a woman, and they were hard. He reached down with both hands and gripped his meaty dick which was quickly becoming hard. He lifted it revealing the hint of a sheath or pouch where it had been hiding until he wanted to let me see it. It was very veiny and curved upward, almost to his navel and perfectly shaped to find my G spot.

He began to stroke his dick slowly as he gazed into my eyes. By pulling back on the shaft he made the foreskin go back exposing a nice plum colored head of just the right size for me. He stopped jacking off, but gave it one more pump, before letting go. It fell heavily against his thigh with a wet slapping sound. "Come, let me show you the sweat lodge," he whispered, as though it was going to be our secret.

My head was clearing a bit by this time, but in no way had my sudden desire to fuck him lessened. Making sure that the throw was snugly around me, from behind he turned me toward the doorway and nudged me forward. As I walked the warm slick insides of my thighs were sending shivers up my spine as I anticipated what lay in store. We stepped out onto a small path worn down by his weekly trips to detox. Warm fragrant air swirled around me, and I felt like I was floating. His hands were at my waist from behind and my ass was moving sensually below. God, I wished he would put his hands there. The lodge was a simple hut covered with animal hides with a flap for a door. He lifted the flap and gently pushed me inside. There were platforms on each side of a round pit filled with stones. The steam rising made it look surreal, like a movie scene. Thin streams of water were splashing down from above onto the hot rocks, heated from underneath. He seated me on one of the platforms and after removing the throw, which he spread out for me to lay on. The moccasins were next, and I tingled hoping he would minister to my feet like before, a totally new experience for me. A sort of pillow was pulled around for me to lay on.

The steam was so thick that I had trouble seeing him. He seated himself next to me in a lotus position. He leaned forward and lifted my left breast in two hands and his wide flat tongue awakened the nipple., He slowly drew the nipple into his very hot mouth and licked and sucked it vigorously. I could feel every little bump of my areole pulsing to the vibrations of his tongue and lips. He sucked it into his mouth and pulled it up. The tingling beginning just below my belly button was a signal that this was going to be orgasmic beyond believe. He repeated his magic on my other breast. The nipple just released was lactating!! I pulled it to my mouth to taste the milk. When he finished both my breasts felt heavy and sensitive, breast milk trailed down onto my belly.

He stretched out beside me and put his arms around me and began kissing and licking my neck. The heat of his mouth was flowing like liquid onto my neck and shoulders. He nibbled softly there before moving to take my face in his hands. My mouth was open, waiting. Those magic lips began to devour mine, swelling and moving as if alive, his tongue made its way past my lips, a tongue like none other, rather serpentine, able to reach clear to the back of my throat. I sucked on it greedily, pulling it momentarily into my throat. The feeling was indescribable. Even as I sucked on it, it explored moving in and out of my throat. I began to thrash about and groaned loudly as I sucked him deep. My arms were locked around his neck, and I released and began biting his neck.

My thigh muscles began to jump uncontrollably, the pent-up energy began to flow out of my body and I was wrapping my legs around his waist begging "Fuck me. Fuck me. Please FUCK ME !!" My pussy was wet and sliding up and down his belly trying to capture his dick.

He laughed quietly. "Be patient" he said.

"FUCK patience! I need your dick!"

"Okay, sweet Angela, release me please." My legs fell apart and I lay there open for him. He moved low over me and lifted my legs onto each shoulder. This left my ass and pussy fully displayed and offered up for him to ravage.

"Please, please, put it in....NOW !" I felt the head in his fist at my dripping opening. He moved it all around my pussy and clit making the head very wet and slippery. He put the tip just inside and reached around and cupped my ass in his hands and lifted my hips off the platform and looking into my eyes began a slow ecstatic journey into me, pushing tissue aside as his dick seemed to move about on its own, pressing against my cervix before sliding by, deeper. He was reaching places I didn't know I had. His dick was pumping and pulsing and hitting all sides even as he explored my pussy with a slow in and out. It was like he was fucking me from the inside out. The orgasm struck like lightning, my pussy and ass were suddenly clenching strongly as a crescendo of energy crashed out of me. I threw my arms and legs open as he emptied himself into and onto me.

I could actually feel his cum moving through his dick it was so much and so powerful. His cum was heavy and sweet I found as I licked some off my hands. He was propped up on his hands over me enjoying me enjoying him. I was lying in a pool of his cum and my juices and I could care less. I wanted to wallow in it and get wrapped up in it like a cocoon. His dick lay wet and heavy on my belly between us.

"I could go again," I said.

He said "there will be another time. You are a good earthly fuck. Let's get you cleaned up and back on the road".

Sadly, I agreed and I was quickly ushered back to the cabin, cleaned and dressed and back in my car as if someone or something else was on his schedule. He smiled as he waved me down the drive. A note on my car seat gave a date for my next visit. The soreness between my legs made me glad it was not right away.

CHAPTER II

My existence since my visit with Raphael has been dream state. He's all I can think about. My body remembers the magic of his touch. I need only to touch myself and I pulsate on the very edge of orgasm. I have never experienced the feeling of constant arousal, but that's where I am 24/7.

The university called about my report, but I told them I failed to find the Masters Clan. The location given me was bogus, I told them. Fuck them, I don't want to share him.

My nights are especially difficult as I can feel his presence in my bed and I breathe that delightful lilac aroma. I sleep on my back now with my legs open, my clitoris engorges without my even touching it. I get creamy. I know he visits but he doesn't appear. I've resorted to getting a Magic Wand, the pulsing vibration is as close as I can get to his actual touch. What's missing is the delicious craziness his dick causes inside me. But the memory is vivid and I can cum pretending that I am being fucked by someone from another galaxy. Crazy !

I also have noticed that I don't need as much sleep and my energy level is off the chart. So, he has infused me somehow with his own essence. I am part of him and he is in me. So, I wait.

I awoke very early one morning after a few hours' sleep and the sun was shining into my bedroom creating a very warm and bright nest. Sleeping on my back as usual, but this morning my arms are up over my head, bringing my breasts high on my chest, my nipples are hard and pointing at the heavens. They're acting as antennas drawing a tiny electrical charge out of the air. Raphael is close, I can smell him and feel the energy in the air. I begin squirming, my pussy is deliciously wet and creamy. I press my thighs together and they become warm and slippery, sliding against each other. My thighs are so very hot and I drop my arms and reach for my wet pussy, my hands become covered with cream. Lazily I caress my breasts with the cream, my hard nipples screaming for his molten mouth. Suddenly I feel his mouth on one nipple, sucking strongly pulling the skin and nipple into a vortex. I can see all this, but I can't see him! It's like my nipple has a mind of its own. I watch as it reacts to his invisible tongue, dancing in the air, very red from all the sucking. Then suddenly he slowly becomes visible, his mouth full of my breast and staring into my eyes with those beautiful gold flecked eyes. His hands are on each side of my breasts slightly pushing them together, giving the effect of being much bigger than they already are.

"Hello my sweet Angela, I've been missing you." I put my arms out to pull him to me.

"Not as much as I've missed you." He sinks into me and I feel his animated lips all over mine, his magic tongue enters and quickly explores my mouth. My pussy suddenly seems to explode with strong contractions and pulsing as I cum like crazy. The intensity brings me up to a sitting position, my thighs are trembling and shaking so I can't stay still. Raphael quickly moves down between my legs, his mouth covering my entire pussy. As his lips nibble on the swollen labia, his tongue slithers into me. I can feel it encircling my cervix and the tip teasingly tongue fucks the opening, a sensation that I have never felt, or any other woman, besides his mother. Then it moves about inside me licking and probing every surface. I am going out of my skull, reaching out, pushing my breasts onto his head, gripping him with all my strength and shaking him involuntarily.

"Stop, stop PLEASE STOP! I can't take anymore!! I feel like I'm losing my mind! I put my hands on each side of his face and pull him closer. "Please stop, Raphael, please stop". He gathers me in his arms and soothingly assures me that he doesn't mean to make me fret.