Dave And Kate Ch 01 First Contact

*This chapter consists entirely of Dave and the mysterious creature meeting. Kate will show up next time*

"Ahhh" was the only man-made sound around for miles, just like Dave liked it. That is, the lack of civilization, not the sound of his orgasm. Dave had always enjoyed hiking and camping and being outdoors. He was very glad that his wife also enjoyed those things, even if she hadn't been able to accompany him this weekend. The lack of humanity, and the lack of his wife, combined to put Dave in the situation he was currently enjoying: stroking himself in the woods.

Dave was going to be alone all weekend, having taken the day off of work on Friday so he could get a head start on the weekend, even packing his truck the previous night. The solitude of nature left him feeling refreshed and invigorated. That solitude also left him horny. Normally his wife, Kate, accompanied him on these trips, as she also felt recharged by the outdoors (and also enjoyed fucking her husband in the wild), but she had to work this weekend. Even though he missed his wife, Dave was still getting the rest and relaxation he needed to deal with living in the modern, fast-paced world.

Those thoughts were quickly pushed aside by the feeling of an orgasm coming over Dave. His hand moved faster and faster as he approached release. The feel of his member in his hand and the feeling of his hand on his member became the only thoughts in Dave's mind as he came. The familiar rush and pleasure of cumming could be felt all over his body, even down to his toes. Everything in him focussing on driving his cock deep into someone... who had to work this weekend and couldn't come. That last thought ruined Dave's post-orgasmic bliss, only making him miss his beautiful bride more. "Maybe I'll pack it in early Sunday morning and make it home a few hours early?" Dave considered, as he turned away from the wonderful view of the forested valley he had taken in as he was ejaculating. He started his trek back east to his campsite, careful to remember the way so he didn't get lost.

Following a strange scent was a creature entirely not of this world. This creature had arrived weeks ago in this area and had learned as much as it could its surroundings. The creature had no eyes, but it did not need to see. It had no mouth, although it could surround and envelope anything it desired to consume. What the creature did have was an incredible sense of smell. The creature's body consisted of a gelatinous mass with no discernible features. The creature moved along the forest floor, 'tasting' the sod and leaves and rocks as it slimed its way around, scenting the air with the surface of its entire body. The creature had learned a lot about the forest it arrived in, but hadn't encountered anything like what it sensed on the wind only moments ago. It had to follow this strange scent. It had to know what this new, novel thing was.

There, on the ground among the leaves on a sloped surface, was a substance. A fluid quite unlike any fluid the gelatinous being had encountered here. This was obviously not the cold liquid that dropped on the creature periodically in fast moving drops from above. This was also not the acrid, strongly scented liquid that other moving things deposited all around either. This was something new.

A tentative first contact with the substance was followed by the gelatinous explorer consuming every drop of the stuff. The creature was disappointed at the small amount og the substance, wanting even more to consume. Even though the deposit was still warm, too much had soaked into the ground for the creature's liking. A few milliliters was not enough to sate its appetite, but plenty to stoke it..

Quickly tasting the air around itself, it picked up on yet another new scent. Not as strong as the scent of the very desirable new fluid, but it smelled similar. Possibly related? Maybe the source of the fluid it had just consumed? Following this new scent, the little blob made its way east through the forest's undergrowth.

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The slime followed the scent of the creature who had deposited the strange and enticing fluids it had found on the ground earlier. What would such a creature look like? Or behave? The slime had only been on this planet for a few weeks and discovered many strange wonders, but this new discovery showed it that there was much, much more to discover. The slime came to a place where the scent was stronger than before and coming from multiple directions. This must be where the fluid-source resides, but where it is right now is hard to determine through scent alone. Nothing was moving around either, so there were no ground vibrations to point the way. Following the scent to where it was strongest and going from there, the strange being explored Dave's campsite.

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After taking the edge off his lust in the woods earlier, Dave trekked the 40-ish yards back to his campsite. He boiled some water and made dinner. After a technically satisfying meal, and swearing off freeze-dried coconut curry for good, he cleaned up the camp site, prepared his gear for the next morning, and retired to his tent as the sun was setting. After a tedious work week, a long drive, and a physically tiring hike carrying all hid gear, Dave only read a few pages of his book before nodding off to a very deep sleep.

Dave was dreaming. He dreamed that he and Kate were driving down a road, and turned into the parking lot of a fancy restaurant. He dreamed that during the main course Kate started playing footsie with him. While Kate was distracted, a large banana walked by and stole Kate's napkin. Dave, being a man of honor, promptly gave chase to the uncouth fruit. Dave chased the banana all the way down to the beach, where the banana hopped into a row boat. Spotting another boat, Dave jumped in that one, and continued the chase. Dave was rowing for all he had and gaining on the napkin thief.

Overtaking the banana, Dave snatched his wife's napkin and turned around to show Kate that he had retrieved it for her. Kate, now also in the boat, was ecstatic that she had such a stud for a husband and directed the boat back towards land. She hopped out and Dave followed her into their car. As soon as the doors closed, Kate leaned over from the passenger seat and freed Dave's penis from his pants. Dave always liked the idea of getting road head and enjoyed every stroke of Dream-Kate's efforts.

Kate sucked as Dave drove down the highway. Kate pulled her mouth off of Dave and scooped a handful of black licorice jell-o from somewhere he didn't see. She grabbed the black, jiggling dessert and smeared it all over Dave's crotch, then grabbed his throbbing member and started to stroke it.

The jell-o must be the perfect lube for hand-jobs because it was the best one Dave had ever received! So good that it started to feel better than the dreamy blow job he was getting moments earlier. Better than any sex dream ever, in fact...

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The slime creature broke free of the underbrush and into a place with shorter grass, more open areas, and the scent of the strange creature it had been following since before the sun went down all around. The slime shuffled around, finding places where the strange creature's scent had been fading for hours right next to places where it was much more recent. The slime even came across a place that was almost as hot as the rock fragments surrounding it when it woke up here a few weeks ago. But those thoughts were pushed aside as soon as it caught wind of what it was truly after: that liquid it found in the forest. This time the scent seemed fresher, more recent. The slime followed the gentle, scent-carrying breeze across the clearing to its source.

The fragrant air was coming from a small opening in the side of something the gelatinous explorer had never encountered before. The something it was taught, but had a little give to it. This odd obstacle was also comprised of tiny, miniature openings that the slime could feel but not squeeze through (even its gelatinous form had limits) but the air current being followed was coming from a slit in that obstacle. The slime investigated the source of the fragrance and found a small opening. The adventurous jelly squeezed through, completely unaffected by the jagged edges of the opening, and discovering a spacious interior.

Once inside this odd cave of sort, the slime knew it was close to its goal. Lifting up a bit to taste the air a little better, the slime discovered that the creature it had been following was also inside this cave! The creature was covering the floor of the space, being much bigger than the slime had assumed. The creature was also barely moving. A small bit of rhythmic moving, but nothing else. Was this giant unaware of the slime? Did it not care? The creature decided to continue.

Moving gently, continuously testing the air for signs of movement from the giant, the little creature extended forward until it made contact with the giant. To its delight, the giant was covered in a mineral deposit! The compound of sodium and chloride was unexpected but very welcome! The slime discovered that the giant creature was pleasantly warm compared to the dropping outside temperature and was made of a very viscous slime. Or maybe it was a membrane? This mystery would need more investigation. So the slime moved further into the warm inside of the cave and further up the giant creature, absorbing the minerals from the surface along the way and following the scent of that mystery fluid. Soon the slime discovered another mystery. The giant had the same kind of material that the cavern was made of on top of it. Except it wasn't nearly as tight as the wall was. The slime also discovered that it could easily slip under the material; and continue towards what it was more and more certain was the source of the mystery fluid it discovered in the woods hours ago.

The slime traveled up along the giant's body until it discovered a new limb, but smaller than the one it had traveled on. This smaller limb was not big enough to crawl on, but small enough to be entirely surrounded. Also unlike the limb it had crawled along to get here, this small one was entirely hard, like a tree limb outside. And warm, too. Warmer even than the rest of the giant was. But most interestingly, this small limb was the source of the fluid the slime had traveled all this way for! The slime surrounded the giant's hard protrusion and extended it's own tiny tendril to the top of it, getting ever closer to the source of the fragrance it's been following. And found it! The source of the mystery fluid that started all this! And another mystery. This time the fluid seemed... thinner. Diluted. The same taste and similar chemical composition, but not nearly as nutrient dense and not quite as viscous.

Quickly absorbing all it could find, the slime sent its tendril tentatively up around the top of the shaft and around the opening at the top that the fluid was oozing out of. The slime gathered itself around the base of the shaft, and noticed that a little more fluid came out. The slime gathered itself a little more around that base and a little more fluid came out. The slime gently constricted around the base of the shaft and rose all the way to the top, and was rewarded with a generous helping of the delicious, if diluted, fluid. After absorbing everything so far, the slime tried the trick again. It relaxed its grip around the top of the shaft, re-gripped around the base, and rolled the ring of tightness back up the shaft. The resulting fluid amount was lesser this time, so the slime did it again. And again. And again. The slime kept repeating the process and harvesting the fluid. It tried little variations, some times a little faster, sometimes slower, tighter, seeing if anything would increase or decrease the fluid amount, or possibly re-create the superior quality it found in the woods earlier. The slime did notice that the fluid amount would increase a little after it varied its technique.

During these events, the slime started to absorb the surface of the creature. Or, become absorbed into the surface of the creature might be a better way of saying it. The slime was incorporating itself into the tissue of the creature it was harvesting fluid from. The slime's instinct told it that this creature was valuable and would make a great host. So the slime started releasing an enzyme that greatly reduced it's own viscosity, allowing it to be absorbed into the outer membrane of the much larger creature, and beginning the 'hosting' process. The slime discovered the internal structure of its new host's smallest limb, was fascinated by the complexity of the tubes of warm flowing liquid that criss-crossed the entire member, the hardened stiff mass in the center of the limb, and the tube that ran the whole length of the limb and carried the precious liquid the slime had come all this way here for. But the slime found something it hadn't expected. Long, thin cells all over the stiff limb, some covering every part of it, yet the majority were concentrated in the part furthest from the rest of the body and near the fluid-producing opening. Upon making contact, the slime felt something. Trying it again, the slime felt it again! The long-thin-cells were sending information back and forth, and the slime could feel what the creature was feeling! The slime knew that this host was going to be special, and proceeded to incorporate itself into its new host all over, and making connections with every long-thin-cell it could find. The slime used this new sensory input to modify the ring of tightness' motions to more efficiently harvest that precious fluid. It discovered that an up and down motion was much better than one direction over and over again. It also varied the tightness and the places on the shaft that it focused on while moving up and down. These changes were rewarded with an increase in the fluid produced by the slime's host, and also with pleasurable feelings for the slime itself. The slime was correct, this host was going to be very special.

The slime soon noticed a change in the shaft of the strange fluid-producing creature. The shaft had become a little bit bigger and much firmer. The sensations the slime was receiving from its own manipulations on the shaft were getting more pleasurable, and the fluid was still coming out.

Then the undulating started.

The slime immediately noticed the muscle contractions of the creature starting to increase in speed and intensity. The feelings from the host were very pleasurable and overloaded the slime's instincts. Not knowing what else to do, the slime kept the tightness rolling up and down the shaft until it exploded...

...in fact, the jello hand-job was so good that he was going to come. Dave rarely came from sex dreams, and even more rarely from a straight-up hand-job, but neither of those things were crossing his mind right then. The only thing Dave knew was that he was about to explode! Kate kept up the pressure, kept up the motion, up and down, up and down, up and down, until he exploded!

"Gwuahh!" Dave cried as he achieved orgasm. His pelvis thrust into the night air of his tent, desperately trying to shoot his seed into something! After a handful of powerful thrusts and spasms, and a few less powerful ones, Dave realized that he was covered in liquid. "Damn, I must have shot a ton." he told himself. He reached over for the shirt he tossed off as he went to bed earlier to clean himself up with. Even though it was pitch black, Dave managed to find the shirt and wiped himself off then went back to sleep. He only briefly wondered why the shirt seemed much rougher tonight than it had earlier today.

The slime was completely baffled. The 'feelings' it had experienced for the first time had increased to a level it had never experienced anything before, then it had been given a huge load of that incredible liquid it had found in the forest earlier that day! The slime had not expected for so much of the liquid to come out, or so fast! This host was not just special, it was the best! There was no way the slime would ever find a better host. The slime discovered that the host's long-thin-cells it had spliced into were still giving off information. Not just the raw sensory data it felt earlier, but quietly and continuously always sending something. With a fresh load of fluid to digest, the slime settled down. It continued to incorporate into it's new host, and learn all it could from these new found fountains of knowledge...