1
It was near past midnight. The sky was adorned with a million twinkling stars, and a full, summer moon lit up the muggy, southern night. The sound of crickets chirping, and bullfrogs croaking, was almost deafening. And, it was in a welcoming meadow, not far from the trailer park, where Earl-Ray waited, patiently for his cousin, Emmy-Sue.
He was pushing forty, and she was many years his junior -being the younger of his Aunt Edna's two daughters. But, she was just so sweet, and fine, that he could no resist fucking her, after the first time she came on to him.
"I'm goin' fer a walk," she had drawled, at him, "but I don't wanna go out inta' the dark all-by-my -lonesome!" the young girl finished off, with a coquettish pout. It was all the hint he needed, and from then on, they would have their midnight rendezvous, behind Earl-Ray's wife's back.
Linda, his wife, had become a sow of a woman over the years. After twenty years of marriage, and five kids, her figure was more like a potato than an hourglass. She smelled like road-kill, most of the time, and had a mustache that would make an Italian butcher envious. All-in-all, to say she was an ugly woman, would be an insult to ugly women -everywhere. In fact, for the past five years, Earl-Ray was forced to take matters his won hands (or hand, rather), and was seriously considering making a trip to Jeb Gastoneau's farm, and humping whatever livestock that would hold still long enough for him to finish.
But Emmy-Sue, by God, Emmy-Sue, made his cock harder than Chinese arithmetic -as was happening, in that moment, as he watched his nubile, young cousin approach.
She was wearing -pretty much- what she did, all the time, during the summer months. Emmy-Sue was taller than most girls, and had long, slender legs. Her straight, copper-red hair was tied, neatly, into a ponytail, directly on the back of her head. An elastic tube-top gripped her firm, globe-like tits, and she wore her usual cut-off, faded blue-jeans, in the "Daisy Duke" manner. This was what Earl-Ray found irresistible about her summer garb: those cut-offs exposed the very bottom of her round, small ass, and accentuated the curves of her hips, as well as her flat, taut tummy. Of course, she dressed more conservatively for school, but having just graduated, he wondered if she would ever wear anything else.
But that did not matter, right now... it was time to get him some good lovin', from his sexy, little slut of a cousin!
"Mmm, daddy," Emmy-Sue purred, as she sauntered up to him, "you gonna give yer baby-girl what she wants, so bad?" She liked calling him "daddy", and honestly, it made his prick throb, and twitch, under his tight jeans -every time she did so. Knowing this, she continued to tease him, "Yer little girl's tight, little pussy needs that big, ol' thing of yers." she cooed, as she dropped to her knees in front of him, and began to undo his his pants.
It took no time, at all, for his large, rigid prick to pop out from his undone fly. And, it was large, very large.
Earl-Ray's natural endowment was talked about, all over the county, from the time he started high school. There was many times, in his youth, that the girls- in his school- would approach him, and ask just to see it -maybe even touch it, a little. They'd ask him to make it hard, and then caress the thick, and nearly, twelve-inch shaft. The first time it happened, it was embarrassing for poor Earl-Ray. Because as soon as his pretty classmate's fingertips touched it, he shot a thick load of his sticky cum all up her arm.
He chuckled at the memory, as Emmy-Sue took hold of his pulsating member, and began to stroke. Earl's head tilted back, and he let out a sigh of prurient relief, as he felt little Emmy's tongue begin to flick at the crown of his burgeoning pole.
Dear Lord, he thought, reveling in his cousin's expertise, this girl sucks cock better than a five-hundred-dollar whore! He then began to wonder where she had developed such skills: in the boy's locker-room, in the preacher's church office, or in her daddy's bed? None of these would have surprised him. All he knew was that she was no virgin the night they went on that walk. She not only had no problem taking, almost, all of his enormous cock! But when he was behind her, and had her up against a tree, she fucked him back! Emmy-Sue was insatiable! The more he pounded at her sopping pussy, the more she wanted. Fucking his young cousin was, he reckoned, much like breaking a horse -as in, strap yourself on, and try to hold on for the ride.
She started to, really, work his prick -sucking greedily at the head, while using her spit to lubricate the shaft, as she slid her hand along its considerable length. In fact, the two were so lost in their lusty workings that they did not notice the low, baritone hum that filled the meadow. And it was not until a blinding light rained down upon them that they stopped their actions.
This was the last thing that they remembered before they awoke.
2
Earl-Ray wondered where the hell he was?
When his eyes had cleared, he looked around, and saw it was some kind of doctor's office from hell! Tubes, pipes, and lights, of all shapes, and sizes, were going all over the walls, and ceiling, in the room. And on the examination table next to him, was Emmy-Sue. There was a couple of... of... these things hovering over her. Her ass was up in the air, with her elbows tucked, neatly, to her knees. She moaned, loudly, as of these things crammed some sort of metal rod right into her corn-hole! Her back arched, and flexed, as she did her best to fuck the steel phallus -much in the way she would when he was ramming his huge cock into her snug, little twat.
"Oh, God, yeah!" she cried. "More, don't stop, you little, Martian fucks! I'm gonna... I gonna..." her statement was interrupted by her loud yelp, as she came -hard!
Earl was upset by what he saw. Not that he was jealous, so much as feeling left out. This was his night to get him some, and not these funny-looking Martian invaders!
"Hey!" he protested. "What, on God's, green Earth, are y'all doin'?"
The two aliens turned, and stared at him, in something that seemed like curiosity.
They were -relatively- short, and skinny. After all, who ever heard of a fat alien, in these abduction cases? They had large, bulbous heads, and no ears -and from what Earl-Ray could tell- just holes in the sides of their heads. Their limbs were long, sinewy, and trim; their eyes were huge ovals, and black as night; and their skin had a grayish-blue pallor to it, as if they were fresh cadavers on a slab. They looked, just like, how he had expected Martians to look. With the exception that these guys weren't nude, they wore long, white coats, like a some sort of mad-scientist.
And as they approached him, they began to speak, but not with their tiny slits that must have been their mouths. Earl-Ray could hear them in his head!
Fascinating, one of them said, but which, he could not tell, the male seems to be experiencing some sort of primitive feelings of envy -perhaps, over mating rights?
Possibly, the other, telepathically, stated, but, most likely, not for procreation, as these two are too similar in genetic relation. Perhaps they were performing their sexual act for pleasure?
I see, the first alien realized, reproduction was not the goal, but more the corporeal stimulation from the reproductive act! Fascinating...
Even Martians knew bigger words than him.
We are not from the planet you call Mars, human.
Damned Martians, in his head! They're probably communists, to boot!
Earl-Ray was a bit out of touch on the current enemies of the state.
These coital acts, for the purpose of sensual-stimulation, are something lost to our kind. They are primitive, base, in their nature, and pose contentious consequences. And since we have evolved past the desire for such procreative endeavors, perhaps, we should research this matter, further -as to gain a better understanding, of our own, primitive-selves.
Earl-Ray, and Emmy-Sue, were ushered out of the laboratory, and brought to a common-room, on the spaceship. They both knew it was some kind of general living-area, because there were about three other aliens in there, and it seemed like the room was built for comfort. Or, at least, more so than that lab they were just in.
