The car was hot with energetic bodies, the young stud's mouth devouring Miss Crome's ruby red lips. His hands caressed her half dressed body, loose teachers blouse, grey short skirt and high black heels. Her sculpted hair, cut into a 30's bob was as black and shinny as her stilettos. Her sucked in cheek, fashion model face stared lustfully into the jocks excited eyes. His hands stroked her butt then the length of her thigh. Her hand in turn clawed his back under his shirt, the other hand unbuckling his belt.
"Oh god, it's going to happen!" He thought to himself with growing disbelief.
It had all paid off; his embarrassing flirting, his longing looks, then that stolen peck on the cheek. He'd stuck his neck out, but had come through. Now he was reaping the spoils of the victor. She'd told him not to worry about a thing, just follow her lead. And boy she was really leading.
"Mmmm, uh, yes that's it uuh, lets get those pants off you honey." She cooed.
Miss C flicked his belt buckle loose. A move she'd perfected through many encounters in the back seat of a car. As her hand groped inside his fly tugging his hardening cock out, she gave a practiced yelp of delight guaranteed to send the hormones pulsing in any young man who heard it.
"Oooohhh you are a big boy aren't you." She teased coyly; her dark eyes like oily pools; bottomless devoid of true feeling. Her nails traced up to his cock's tender tip the jock continuing to kiss and slobber over her mouth and neck.
She'd removed her knickers long before getting in the car; another trick learnt from experience. And the boys hand surprisingly felt her bare ass, the grey skirt riding up to show a dark triangle of pussy.
She pushed him back away from her as she jerked his cock. Admiring his firm length, then his strong physique up to his face, she winked and smiled her brilliant white teeth sparkling in the dark cab.
Miss Crome was tall and very slim. Too slim for her own liking, she didn't rate her own small breasts and bony butt. However she made fantastic use of her long shapely legs, jet black vamp hair and her mesmerizing mouth and eyes. Her preference for bending over at the waist to pick low objects while pushing her butt out legs straining, was almost legendary at college among male students and teachers alike. So was her dominatrix manner, even the most self assured buck going weak at her critical tone.
She also knew from experience this young man wouldn't be up for much foreplay, his body already easing in between her legs eager to bury himself.
She slid down the seat, her crotch rising, her hand guiding him.
"Slowly," she coached, her fingers gripping his ass tightly. "That's it slowly uhh, ooh, ahhhhhhhh mmmmnnnnnnn!"
He felt his shaft pushing at her body as she guided. Then out of nowhere the flesh gave way his cock finding a moist hot hole that sucked him inside.
"Urrrrrrrrrr Miss, oohh fuck yeah uuhhhhh!"
He whimpered as her legs gripped his back, pulling him deeper into her. The young man poked his cock as far as he could go them began to withdraw.
"Uggg, uhh, uh, uh, uh, uuhhhh!"
He began to pump at the first opportunity, her pelvis rising up with each thrust to meet him, her eyes wide with delight, yet another virgin scalp for her.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah! That's it honey, that's it, uhh, ahhh!"
The car was rocking, Miss C moaning more for affect than ecstatic delight, encouraging the inexperienced teen mounting her. His was banging with all the energy you would expect of a college kid, more animal frenzy than refined technique. Her heels kicked the windows then the roof as he pounded down into her; and neither heard the latch click or the front passenger door slowly open a few inches at a time.
Back at base camp the Major gave a satisfied grunt. "About time! God dammit!"
Another convoy of trucks and Humvee's approached him, the troops inside dismounting as orders were barked. The men all in full battle dress and face camouflage unloaded their kit; each one stopping for a moment to glance at the shimmering shield. Then every man doubled his efforts, realizing this late night mission would be no practice drill. The troops from A company site sentry battalion adjusted their night vision mounted M16 weapons; the scopes turning the night green revealing its secrets.
The Site sentry battalion was tasked with the protection of restricted government buildings and research facilities. Their motto was 'See no evil here no evil.' As much a description of their ignorance of the contents of the top secret sites they guarded as it was of their willingness to use deadly force to stop others seeing inside. Their commanding officer approached to receive his orders. He had been responsible for the security at the Major's Labs and was annoyed that his men had been rallied so late.
"Sir I should have been informed earlier, this situation could compromise the facilities we have just come from." His men were already taking up defensive positions along side the existing squad and the Major didn't respond to his complaint; instead he just took the man's rifle from his hands.
He raised the telescopic sight pointing it into the shield.
"Hmmm got them." He mumbled, cigar still in his mouth.
The alien fog had been penetrated and he saw the glow of the warm disc many insect bodies around it, the house cold and black beneath it. Nearing the scene was the unmistakable shape of two human figures their size bulky in heavy protective clothing. It was Capt Fin and her aid. Behind the saucer another dark object appeared to be under construction. Its shape looked to him like a leaning tower slowly tapering to a 3 foot tip. Then it reminded him of something far more in his field. He turned back to the green and black faced painted officer the situation suddenly just getting much more threatening.
"Find me a way in son."
The officer briskly saluted; recon was what his men did best.
It was Miss Crome who felt the cold metal tip first. The jock had her almost flat on her back her knees pressed down on her chest, high heels making a mess off the car ceiling. In this crushed position her vaginal canal was shortened and the lads thrusting cock was nudging angrily against her cervix. Her clit was hardening as she felt his fat waist stretch her thighs painfully wide.
"Oh, oh, ooh yesss ugghh ah, ah, ah, ah." His efforts were having effect. Anymore of this and she'd definitely come.
She gave a yelp her voice hoarse her eyes surprised. Something was pushing into her up turned ass. Had the teen a dildo? If so this was really starting to get interesting. The intruding thing suddenly twisted and she felt her anus busted painfully, her rear shaft filling rapidly. She convulsed in horror.
The boy gave a triumphant grunt as her hands clawed his shoulders. Her face was contorted a howling groan filling the interior. He gripped her harder as he fucked; he was better at this than he ever imagined!
Then he too gave a shriek as a metal tentacle tip buried 4 inches up his own sweaty rectum; his pinned lovers butt probe already beginning to buzz.
Captain Fin and Jackie felt hot and cramped in their suits, the small window for vision making them feel terribly claustrophobic. Ahead towering above them was the underside of the saucer. They looked for signs of propulsion as they neared, but it was perfectly smooth even the crash didn't seem to have made any scars or pits in its shell.
Jackie fell behind as Fin neared the hatch. Bugs were everywhere though none seemed to notice her as they scurried back and forth. She'd noticed the large tower shape on the other side of the ship standing in the farm yard and she made a decision to quickly have a look. Fin and the other bug didn't see her edge back until in a flash she was out of their sight tracing the edge of the ship with her hand, peering into the courtyard. She clicked her com.
"Captain, keep them busy I've taken a detour!"
Fin spun around then back to look at the leading bug. It hadn't noticed. She gave a quick confirm message back and continued to follow up to the ships entry hatch, hoping the escort wouldn't turn around.
In the courtyard more bugs worked oblivious to the young Jackie near by. The tower was about twenty five feet high. A lattice work of metal, it had a long cylinder raised through the middle. The base had what appeared to be stabilizers the whole erection been some way off vertical, pointing to the sky. Jackie didn't need to have spent a life time in military to realize what this was. It was some kind of huge artillery piece.
What had just been a secret lustful encounter had turned into panic and horror. The jock couldn't pull out of his sexy teacher, the probe already far too deep, threatening to drive into his gut if he pushed back. The tip was vibrating the sensation rattling his pelvic bone his balls juddering like he had electrodes attached to them. Miss C was still clawing hold of him, her face pressed onto his chest as she gripped him tight in terror. Her shitter was full of sickeningly deep vibrating metal tip, her experienced pussy still full of cock.
"Awwwwwww help ooh god what arrrrrrrrrrrr!" She screamed.
The lad was also crying out, his ass burning with the alien phallus. The tip seemed to be searching inside his body to put pressure deep near his cock base.
"Ooohh what uhh argg, argg aeeeeieeeeeeee!!"
He felt his balls tighten his cock ejaculating into her. Miss C sensed the hot spurts but could only scream as her butt probe began to stab up and down her shaft like she was been fisted by a whole arm.
"Aggg, awwwwwww shit, shit shitttttttttttt! Awwwwwwww Ugh, ugh Uggghhhhh!
