I had always known that there was more to this world than what you could see with your eyes. From a young girl, I had always seen UFOs lights in the sky. Even sometimes things are outside of my window and we are in the mornings. It never bothered me. It's a true statement that aliens are real and they visit Earth.
Unfortunately, I forgot the fact that I lost both of my parents in a car accident when I was younger, but they had enough sense to take care of me. Turning into a multi-millionaire right as you lose your parents isn't a great thing. So I've never had to ask or want for anything. I remember what my dad would say to me." Stella does something with your life that makes you happy."
So when the family home became too much hurt to bear, I packed up everything I truly loved, sold it, and bought a little place further from civilization out on a hill. I was always good with programming and computers in general. So making money off of designing apps for Android or writing codon a Windows project kept me going.
The thing I really didn't want to see was other people. I had kind of had enough with humans in general at that point. Especially after watching lawyers and family members suddenly come out of the woodwork. Looking for money when I lost those that I love the most. So I decided to divest myself of other people. Now I exaggerate that I totally cut myself off from other people. I do go to the gas station, the store, and other places I need to. But the town is about 35 mi away so I have to plan a visit and that's how I like it.
The best part about living in a cozy little home on a hill is the night sky on a brilliantly clear night. There's no light pollution, no flashing lights of planes just the stars. It feels so familiar like an old friend staring back at me. It became even more familiar when they started visiting me again at night. At first, I would see lights out in the sky hovering past my house. And when you live so far away you get used to seeing what's in the sky around you. Then the lights became more frequent in the wee hours of the morning. There were even a few times. I thought the lights landed in the back of the woods behind my house, but I never really paid any attention to it.
I always went for an hour-long jog in the mornings down a wooded path that followed a stream. One of the side effects of learning to use exercise to deal with your emotions is you stay in pretty good shape. As I was on my usual jog I noticed strange burned-out markings on the ground on the other side of the stream. Carefully using the stones to cross the 6 ft wide stream I took a closer look. It was a pretty sizable indentation in the ground. I could see the scorched blast marks in the ground and what looked like four big feet had touched down. And the belly of whatever it was moved the dirt as it came to a stop. From the marks, it looked circular. And still, none of this scared me I just find it intriguing.
Things quieted down for about a month after that. Until one July night when my air conditioning went out and I left my bedroom window open at night. I never really worried about security because I live 35 miles away from the closest town and I'm 40 acres deep into my own land. You would honestly need to map to find my house. So to my surprise, I wake in the middle of the night to four short shadowy beings standing on my bed looking down at me while I'm wearing next to nothing due to the heat. They weren't human.
They had long gray hair and green glowing eyes. They wore some sort of loose-fitting cloth that covered them from head to toe except their hands and faces. Their skin tone was dark brown almost black. I squeaked and sat up in the bed and skittered back against the headboard of my bed. They curiously looked at each other at my reaction. In my excitement, I hit the button on my nightstand and illuminated my visitors. They all squinted for a moment but adjusted quickly to the light. After my eyes adjusted to the light, I could finally see my nighttime guest. "Oh my goodness you're aliens," I exclaim to them. I felt the cool night air on my bare breast realizing that all had on were panties. And I had just flashed possibly the first visitors from another planet a full look at my C-cup breasts. " Great Stella!" I mentally chastised myself. They came all the way here and I'm sure they wanted to be flashed. Whether it was my nakedness, the night air, or the realization I had another being in my bed, my nipples hardened under the stress.
I quickly covered my chest with my hands and blushed. The four aliens again stared at each other curiously as if having a conversation. That's when I got a good look at their features and realize that they were short but all female. Even though they wore loose clothing, after looking at their faces, they had feminine features. I can't explain it, but during the course of their telepathic conversation, I get the feeling that they didn't know what to expect from this visit either. One of the female aliens breaks away from the group and walks up to me and holds out her hand. I understand the cue and slowly reach my hand out and touch hers. She moves slowly and takes her smaller hand into mine and gently shakes it. Then she gently and slowly takes her other hand and runs it up. My lower arm feels my muscles and tendons as she squeezes my hand. Then she looks me straight into my eyes and I kind of understand what they're here for. They want to learn more about me. I uncover myself the rest of the way and set up in the bed leaning against the headboard.
" Stella, this is a once-in-a-lifetime experience. Just let it happen." I think to myself as another female alien from the group gently reaches out to my other free hand and then caresses my other arm. I blush I feel a strange sense of arousal about the whole situation. I can't place if it's where I'm or just the lack of contact, but I feel so warm and sensitive.
Then I notice that two of the aliens are now on top of me. The other two are kneeling beside me on the bed. I don't know how I knew it, but I knew that they were going to kiss me. I had to be right because I feel their lips touch mine. I was shocked, to say the least. I had never kissed anyone before. I've been kissed before but not in a romantic or sexual manner. I had never even thought of kissing someone.
