More monster sex, or alien creature sex at least, what lies beneath alien seas....
Salty Sails
Ember had been tempted into a so-called performance by a friend, Danai had told her how he had been part of a 'private performance' last year on stage, basically live porn as a guy took his virginity, he had never been with a man before that. He said it had been very classy, the stage in an old-style theatre, lights on them only, so the audience could not be seen (and retain their privacy by using masks also).
He had told her in detail how he and the guy he was partnered with, wore beautiful costumes of silk, and delicate filigree masks that just about gave them a semblance of anonymity.
They were assured it would not be filmed, and none of the audience were allowed phones or cameras during. She recalled how hot it had made her hearing about his intense experience, on stage in front of he was told at least fifty audience members.
She had (unbeknownst to Danai) gotten off on the thought if it all more than once, she would have loved to have seen her gorgeous friend fucked on stage.
But Ember had different tastes, she had fooled around with Danai way back when, but they were better as friends, even if occasionally they'd watch gay porn together and masturbate side by side, theirs was a complex friendship. Ember loved watching Danai's taste in porn, gorgeous buff guys with pretty faces fucking other gorgeous, pretty men. But she also loved the odd and unusual, toys, insertions such as alien style egg dildos. All sorts really, regular sex bored her generally.
Then, on a quiet Wednesday, Danai phoned her with a slightly unsure tone, he had been offered another stage show, but it was one he had no interest in. However, he had mentioned her, and how she may be intrigued. He turned up that evening to discuss and they caught up over takeout and wine.
Unusual for Danai, he had a pink flush high on his golden cheeks, his big dark eyes unsure as he tried to explain. His gorgeous dark hair kept falling in his eyes as he looked away and spoke.
"Its hard to describe, they want a 'sea theme' so the stage will be all decked out in that, and there will be a guy there, dressed as a sailor I assume. But the main thing is they have these...things, I want to say creatures because they certainly seem alive, but they're developed and grown in a lab. I saw them at the show before mine, and they looked...strange. They're kind of like an octopus, I guess? But no eyes, or mouth that I could see. They want someone to.... well, use them as toys, or be used as a toy by them, I think. The show I saw was safe, the guy found them intense, but they didn't hurt him. The crowd goes wild for them. I figured you may be interested?"
Ember nodded and thought hard, it all sounded odd, and she was intrigued, but she wanted to make sure no actual animals were being used first. She recalled a Japanese woodblock painting she saw once, 'The Dream of the Fisherman's Wife'. It had been so shocking, but so titillating at the time. She recalled it now. Danai agreed to take her the next day to see the organizer and the 'many legs'.
She went to an unassuming looking glass building on a business estate the next day, and Danai introduced her to an older Japanese man who was polite and kind, but assured her she would have to sign lots of paperwork saying she would never disclose what she saw. She did, and they were soon walking down a long hallway with many labs leading off of it.
They came to one with a very large tank, the floor above must have access to the top, this room just being for observation below water, a row of desks as scientists watched and made notes. She was told they were referred to as number 8, but some called them many legs or sea monsters.
When she spotted one swimming past, she was instantly reminded of octopi, but with more legs, the large one going past had at least 14 legs, and no visible eyes or mouth, they shone and glowed from within.
She was told they were very top secret, a hybrid of a creature found on a voyage to another realm, still something very new and experimental. It had been bought back and had adapted to the salt water, they had changed it somehow, to what it was now. It had a large long 'head' and its legs moved just as an octopi would as it swam, it could live on land, but lost its ability to shapeshift smaller and larger if out of saltwater for more than 24 hours.
Apparently, underneath its legs was an opening that was both mouth and opening where its main sexual organ would push out when needed.
She wasn't given an answer when she asked if it had been developed just for the sex and porn industry, but they did say they had several very large adult films in production with them, due out soon, when the legal team was ready with hard proof that 8 was an alien species, not an earth animal, and therefore legal, as of yet, to be in porn. She was then shown a short clip of four of the creatures approaching a woman in a lab room, and pretty much holding her down to have their way, it was made clear the creatures instigated it themselves and there was no kind of abuse.
They said they had soon found out that in order to survive the creatures were very highly sexed, and needed at least two hours of sex or sexual contact daily, they could get by fucking each other, but they became more destructive if they did not have sex with a human man or woman at least every other day. The old man laughed and said they had no shortage of volunteers to be the creatures' carers.
But he wanted a show on stage for his investors and friends who were curious. She would not be filmed, and would have both the male performer, and several security staff around to take the creatures back to the lab should anything go wrong. But they had no issues so far.
She watched the array of many sized creatures swim past, the lack of eyes made her feel unnerved, how did they see? But they seemed to be able to sense where they were and others. Some were tiny, small squid size, others were huge octopi size, but she was told they could shapeshift their size and shape of their legs. Their legs, much like octopi, had a line of suckers along four, the rest were smooth. It was beyond taboo, but how many people could say they had fucked an alien?
She nodded, on the proviso that Danai be allowed to watch side of stage, should he want to.
Two weeks later the arrangements had been made and she was stood in a cute Japanese style sailor outfit, short navy skirt, white shirt heaving to hold her heavy huge breasts, navy ribbon holding her blonde hair back, and a neck collar of navy blue and white with ribbon. Her bare feet were chilly on the wooden backstage, but she figured she would soon warm up. She heard the bustle of people in the audience and the hush of occasional quiet voices. She sipped her cool water, and shuffled on her feet shyly.
She only had a vague idea of what would happen, but was told if she said red at any point then security would intervene and stop it all. A new experience like this, at her age of 35, was something special, and she was excited. She wouldn't be allowed to tell anyone she had been fucked by aliens, but she herself would know.
She peeked at the stage, a huge expanse of shining waxed dark wood, now decorated to look like the deck of an old-style ship, huge mast and sails included. A round monstrosity of a bed in the center of it, covered in silky blue sheets. It was all spotlessly clean, and the scent of clean sheets, and a hint of ocean salt soothed her somehow.
The male co-star was huge and brawny, Scottish she thought, thick dark hair and muscles for miles, hot she supposed, but she had always preferred beautiful women and gorgeously pretty men. He would do she guessed.
A tank just off the other side of the stage churned with activity, four of the creatures she was told, who she was to refer to as 'sea monsters' she rolled her eyes. She was nervous and excited all at once. Danai hugged her from behind and she sighed in comfort at his warm strong arms. He assured her he would be here, and would step in if she called.
She nodded, and with a last deep breath, she stepped onto the stage, the audience hushed and pitch dark, the stage warm with low intimate lighting. She played the part, bemoaning her ship being 'lost' in deep dangerous waters. The male Co-Star, Juke she believed he was called, stepped in and swept her up in his arms, carrying her to the bed, being a larger, curvy woman that was a fun change of pace.
He kissed down her body, and it was only catching glimpses of Danai offside that made her start to get turned on. Juke half heartedly licked up her thighs as he reached up to palm her heavy breasts and she fought the urge to sigh at his lack of heat or passion.
She pushed him back, and he tore at her shirt, which predictably tore open to let her heavy breasts pull out, her nipples hard already. He flipped up her skirt and pulled down her panties, when suddenly the lights flickered and he was 'swept' off the ship. She held the tattered remnants of her shirt against her heaving pale breasts in performance.
Then, suddenly, the performance became very real when she saw the first two 'sea monsters' crawl from the tank and onto the ship. She heard the gasps of the audience, and her heart raced, they were both a dark green, but beneath their skin lay traceries of white light, making them glow almost. She felt hypnotized, and completely forgot her line she was supposed to shout, instead only gasping
"Sea monsters!"
