Rose and the Alien

I made an executive decision that afternoon after taking my vibrator out of the drawer. I wasn’t going to use it tonight. I had spent altogether too many hours with that thing buzzing away inside me lately. I was going to do something different, and I was going to do something different right away.
A friend of mine said that there was a website online she used when she wanted to just get fucked. She said you could meet some real creeps, but I just didn’t care. It’s not like they were going to rape me. I was planning on spreading my legs willingly. If they were creeps, I’d never hook up with them again. I wasn’t looking for a long term relationship. I was looking for a nice hard cock.
I sat down with my laptop and went to the website, clicking on casual encounter MFW, which means in stupid website lingo “man for woman”. Let’s see who was looking for me. I scanned through some of the dumber ones. “No, I’m not having sex with a dog or letting someone pee on me,” I mumbled to myself. I kept reading. Finally, one made me laugh aloud. “Alien seeks Earth female m4w (real deep in you)”. Oh my! Someone had a sense of humor!
I clicked on that one and read it. “New to this world and seeking a female for exploration and enlightenment on the aspects of human sexuality….can you help me?” Now this was someone I could get behind. Or under. Or on top of. I’d let him pick the position! This one was a bit more tasteful than some of the others too. Hmmm… how to respond?
“Earth female willing to help you with your research. I have a nice hot pussy waiting for a cock. Do aliens have cocks?” I typed the message quickly and pushed send.
Within a minute I had a response. “I had to use my translation program to find the meaning of cock. I do possess male genitalia. I would be happy to use it on you. Or in you as the case may be.”
I laughed out loud. Again. I had to meet this guy. Someone who had a sense of humor about sex was someone worth knowing!
“So are you coming to my place, or should I come to you?” I typed quickly. I planned on coming around him, but he’d know that.
Again, his response was fast. I was impressed by his typing speed if nothing else. I sure hoped he was slower about other things.
“I find that Earth women fear I will abduct them in my space ship. I would prefer to come to you so you don’t have that worry and I can see your real sexuality.” I grinned. Okay. I looked around my apartment. It was fairly clean, and I could load the few dishes in the sink into the dishwasher before he got there.
I quickly typed in my address and got up to wash the dishes. I went back a minute later to check my email one last time. There was one sitting there from him.
“I will be there in fifteen minutes.”
His spaceship couldn’t be parked too far away if he could get there that fast, I thought. I went into my room and made the bed up. I was already wearing a sexy nightgown. I tended to dress up sexy even for my vibrator. I was sick like that.
Oh crap! I’d left my vibrator on my coffee table. I ran into the living room to put it up when I heard a knock on the door. Oh well. An alien wouldn’t know what a vibrator was, now would he?
I opened the door with a big grin on my face. He was dressed in a weird silver jumpsuit. This guy was taking the alien thing as far as he could apparently. Cute alien, though. He was tall. At least six foot six or six foot seven. He had brown hair and brown eyes. My favorite. I licked my lips as I looked up at him and opened the door wide to let him in.
He walked in and looked around my apartment like he was analyzing it. “You have a name?” he asked in a strangely accented voice.
“Rose.”
“You are named for a flower? How odd.” He looked me up and down. “You are ready for the sex?”
“Oh, you’ve got some great moves there, man. Does that work for you in bars?”
He looked startled. “Bars? Where humans go to drink? Why would I go to bars? I want to experience the sex, not the drinking.”
I shrugged. If he wanted to keep the alien thing going even after he knew he was getting some, I guess that was his prerogative. “What’s your name, Spaceboy?”
He looked at me like I was nuts. Very weird guy. I wondered if there were men in little white coats looking for him somewhere. “My name is not Spaceboy. It is Neek.”
I tried not to laugh. “Neek, huh? Okay, Neek. Do you want something to drink?”
Neek shook his head. “I am not here for the drinking. I am here to learn about the sex. Please take off the clothes.” He waved his hand toward my negligee.
He was still wearing the strange silver jumpsuit, but whatever. I wasn’t shy. I caught the hem of the gown and slowly raised it over my head, dropping it on the floor at my feet. I stood facing him, knowing I looked great. I had long blond hair and huge tits. My waist was tiny. I had trimmed my pubes just that day. My nipples were big and hard as rocks.
His eyes traveled up and down my body, almost as if he were studying me, not getting turned on. It was very strange. “Do you like what you see?”
He nodded. “You have a very attractive feminine form. It is making my genitalia harden acceptably. Would you like me to insert it into your vagina?”