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The Abduction

BY: R/Dave (C) 1999

The Abduction

First part

The ship descended gently through the thick overcast and landed with a dull thump in the twilight surrounding the blackberry patch. It’s two weary occupants were jolted against their restraints, and simultaneously muttered a string of accusations at one another, as the ship settled uneasily on its fragile landing pads. Tamalyn, the eldest, was tasked with obtaining one of the male of the species for exhibition and entertainment. It was an unpleasant task, but necessary to keep the primals pacified thereby providing the necessary ova for the gene pool. Their home world had long ago evolved into two separate sects; the primals, who maintained their basic instincts, and the Oms who’s sole purpose was to pursue enlightenment and fulfillment. The males had long ago been exterminated by the overly aggressive primals, but were still occasionally necessary to help replenish the Oms who would mutate into a "higher" life form once enlightenment is achieved. The males obtained from the southern hemisphere of this aggressive planet had been acceptable, but a navigational error had guided their three man ship into the opposite hemisphere where the males had pale skin and straight body hair.

Brad just finished mowing the front lawn, when the long-legged blond beauty approached him directly and asked for a light. Brad was a senior in high school, and had always shunned the smokers as losers, concentrating on the fine art of pursuing the cheerleaders instead. Although in awe of her glorious countenance, he had enough presence to offer her his body instead. To his amazement, she accepted, and within a moment after their lips first met, they were transported to the ship. He materialized in a small cage, and soon felt the vibrations of the ships engines as it left the atmosphere and sped toward his new home. Midway through the voyage, Brad extended his hand to his captors to request a drink; but as soon as he touched it, his fingertips were singed. He fell silently to contemplate his fate, and the composition of the blond creature who had now transformed into an oversized amoeba.

As suddenly as it began, Brad felt the ships’ vibrations diminish and disappear, and then, with a distinctive "thump" that sent the two creatures into a flurry of babble towards one another, they arrived. Within moments, two creatures were beside him escorting him from the confines of the cage to a small entry way he had to stoop to get through. There were two suns, and a ridge of purplish mountain peaks on the horizon. Several domed structures were scattered at random around the featureless grasslands, and strange multi-colored birds were circling in the air, singing songs in a soprano’s voice.

"All right, this is enough," Brad muttered accusingly through his parched lips. "I don’t mind being abducted by a gorgeous blond, but I do mind being brought to a different planet without even a glass of water. My Dad is one of the better attorneys in the region, you know, and when he finds out you clowns have taken his only son, he’s going to be on your tails like a bad hangover - I have my rights you know!"

Instantly a glass of ice water appeared in his hand, and he found himself at a loss for words.

"This one has spirit!" proclaimed one of the Oms; "He should provide the primals with some interesting challenges." The group of Oms that had gathered laughed quietly inside, being careful not to show their feelings to one another.

Within moments, Brad was transported to a large island in the planets’ only ocean. It was a tropical paradise, with towering palms and coconut trees filed with fruit. There was a warm breeze blowing softly through the leaves, and a gentle roar from the blue green sea behind him. Appraising the island from his vantage point was a visual delight - a towering range of mountains appeared to run the full length of the island, and thick foliage grew over the towering peaks, promising both adventure and limitless beauty. In the distance, he could hear the call of some exotic creature, and the distant response that resembled an echo. With his fears replaced by curiosity, he set out along the long stretch of shoreline, allowing the warm white sand to soothe his soul and message his soles.

Adriana spotted him first as he rounded the point. She was a tall, dark brunette, with mysterious eyes

and fine flowing hair. Without altering her stride, she ran up behind him, and quickly brought him down, rolling her lanky limbs over his virgin body and pinning him into the sand. Within moments she had his shirt torn off, and was struggling with his jeans when Brad succeeded in reversing his position, to pin her under his muscular legs.

"Hey babe, didn’t I see you at the game last night?" he asked as he stared into the bottomless pools in her eyes.

She struggled but he remained firm, continuing to study the pristine features of her face and neck. Her complexion was flawless, with just a hint of freckles hidden under the soft bronze of her smooth skin. Her eyes were aglow with defiance, and her muscles rippled as she struggled for her freedom. She was dressed in the remnants of animal skin that barely covered the soft swell of her breasts. As his eyes progressed further beyond the ripples of her ribs and the indent of her tummy to the tiny navel, they came to rest on cloth that covered her sexuality. Fantasizing of what he would find there, he momentarily lost his concentration, giving her the opportunity she needed to push his lust-struck form from her frame and flee headlong into the security of the foliage that was so abundant. Brad pursued her lustfully, crashing through the jungle and sending its inhabits scurrying for safety. Within a short time, he was both lost and exhausted. He sat under the shelter of some towering palms to collect his thoughts and reflect on the beauty he had so briefly held in his arms. That is where Yolana found him, and immediately jumped on his frame, shoving her hands into the confines of his ragged clothing.

Brad yelped and struggled to break free and in doing so, frightened his assailant into the underbrush. Too tired to follow, and a might confused by recent events in his formerly mundane existence, Brad slipped into a uneasy nap. As he slept, the jungle around him came alive with the chatter of several dozen feminine voices and the rustle of leaves. The first sun was over the horizon, and the second soon to follow when the snap of a nearby branch awoke him. He was surrounded by lovely young maidens with the minimum of attire, and a fierce hunger in their eyes. Fighting back the fear, he pressed himself against the trunk of the palm under which he had been sleeping, and studied their faces, hoping to find some hint of understanding or compassion. Yolana stepped forward first, and begin to gently prod his groin with a long pole.

"Hey, don’t tenderize it unless you plan to eat it!" he exclaimed, and she immediately jumped back into the surrounding circle warily eyeing his movements. "What is with you anyways - and what do you want from me? I’m not from around here, you know, and I don’t take much of a keen liking to being victimized by beautiful women - what am I saying; this is an opportunity of a lifetime!" With that, he reached out his hands with the palms up in a gesture of supplication. The girls withdrew immediately. He rose to his feet, and the group withdrew even further. He took a step towards Yolana, and she, along with some of the other girls bolted into the darkening jungle. He turned toward the others, and they too fled with the exception of Adriana, who stood her ground and gazed at him with wide-eyed curiosity.

Brad approached her slowly with his arms outstretched, and she slowly lifted her hands to meet his. She was beautiful in the twilight, and Brad felt his stomach tighten as he squeezed her weathered hands. She responded with a wary smile as she took his hand and led him into the thick bush. He could not see he face behind the mantle of silky hair, but felt her reassuringly squeeze his hand every few minutes as the skies turned from a brilliant amber to a deep red and finally to a dark indigo splattered with a myriad of tiny lights. As his sense of direction faded with the last daylight, he began to question his decision to follow this graceful figure into the night. But as they slowly moved deeper into the foliage he felt his confidence in her grow, and actually begin to enjoy the uniqueness of the situation.

In the darkness now, he felt her tug at his hand, pulling it downward until he was on all fours. He found himself crawling after her, with his face a mere inch or two from her firm and round uncovered cheeks until she suddenly stopped and he found his nose buried deep in her treasures. He felt her quiver, but she didn’t move, and neither did Brad, suddenly aware that he was in a position he had always dreamed of. Smelling the muskiness of her intimacy, he felt his senses become more keen than he could ever remember, and he tentatively moved his tongue into the dampness he could now feel. Never tasting a womans’’ passion before, he was surprised at the unique and delightful flavor of the liquid that was beginning to accumulate on the curly hair of her nether lips. It became an obsession, and he began to lick at her pubic mound in a frenzy, trying to capture every drop of her spent nectar amidst the movements of her now jerking hips. She squeaked and gasped as she forced her hips against his probing tongue one final time to experience her first oral orgasm. There was a sudden gush of liquid from her nether lips as her muscles contracted violently forcing every drop of nectar onto Brads mouth. Her hips bucked violently, and she kept uttering high-pitched mewing sounds, as her muscles continued to recoil from the intensity of her orgasm. Brad was overwhelmed by the experience, and sat down on his feet, still licking the residual nectar from his face and staring ahead into the darkness.

As his head began to clear he felt her hand on his arm pulling him forward into her lair. It was small and cramped, with barely enough room for them both to move on their hands and knees. Using a small rusty device, she started a small fire at the entrance, and, as his eyes adjusted he was able to view the small alcove in an outcropping of rocks. There was a substantial outcropping overhead, and dried matted foliage covered the floor. He was so intent on studying his surroundings, he was hardly aware of her efforts to remove the remains of his tattered attire, and roll them up with her own in a little bundle. When she began to explore his abdomen, he snapped back to reality and crossed his legs in a display of mock modesty. Undaunted, she moved closer to his lap, and slowly examined his lower body, paying particular attention to his genitals and thighs. Never seeing a pale man before, she was enthralled by his skin tone and the ability to see the colors of his throbbing veins as his manhood began to grow.

In turn, Brad figured he would try to capitalize on the situation as he now was in close quarters with a perfectly ravishing and curious counterpart. His eyes slowly savored the flawless skin tone of her entire body, perfectly golden with the exception of a small ribbon of pale skin across her breasts and her pelvis. Her short curly pubic hair was a dull black, with two ruby red lips turned outward crowned by a bright red love bud that still quivered from its recent activity. There were still traces of nectar entwined in her pubic hair, and the nipples on her firm rounded breasts remained erect in anticipation. As he gazed at the small raised nipples crowning her breasts, he felt her hand gently encircle his manhood, bringing him to a full erection with her gentle touch. His mouth became dry, and he felt sick to his stomach as he pondered the beauty of his partner, and her willingness to share herself with him. It was a dream come true, and he slowly positioned his body to move his face closer to the origin of her musky odors. With his head buried in her pelvis, he began to work his tongue around the shiny red bud and across her nether lips, as she began mewing with her increased arousal. As his tongue continued its circular journey, her grip on his manhood increased substantially, and he could feel his glans swelling from the "tourniquet" she was applying.

Suddenly she shrieked, and bucked her hips so violently that she gave her partner a slight case of whiplash. Grasping his head, and locking her fingers in his hair, she pulled his face abruptly into her nether lips, using it to satisfy her yearning for fulfillment. She ground her hips vigorously into his face as he gasped for breath, bringing herself to a series of orgasms, while providing him with the sensation of drowning in her nectar. Unable to bear the strain any longer, Brad used the last of his strength to roll away from her and save himself from suffocation. Not to be denied she quickly rolled him on his back and positioned herself over his still rigid member, slowly squatting as she spread her throbbing lips with her delicate fingers. Mesmerized, he focused on the warm silky sensations his manhood was experiencing for the first time. He watched in awe as she slowly descended down the length of his organ, entranced by her nether lips as they strained to grasp him. All of his senses were now focused on the warm and moist pressure on the ridge encircling his glans, and the sounds of her sexuality as copious amounts of nectar seeped onto his abdomen and thighs. It became to much for him to endure, and as she fully engulfed him, he climaxed. She could feel his organ expand within her, and instinctively she clenched the muscles tightly around the spewing organ, savoring the warmth she felt growing within her loins. With a gasp, she arched her back until her head almost touched his feet, and began to shake violently as another orgasm roared through her pristine body. She fell with her head on his chest in exhaustion, as tiny spasms continued to ripple down the legs that were still firmly wrapped around his.

Brad experienced, for the first time in his life, a feeling of complete fulfillment. His fears slowly vanished as he felt her soft breasts press against his chest with her every breath. He wrapped his arms around her lovingly, and rolled onto his side, her warm breath gently brushing his cheek and her fine hair covering his face. He slept, basking in the afterglow of their loving. He awoke with a start several hours later, his sleeping beauty still slumbering in his embrace amidst the storms’ havoc. Lightning lit the sky almost continually, while the rumbling reports of thunder continued to grow in strength and intensity. Adrian stirred slightly, and brought her hand down his side across his hip and down to his now flaccid manhood. She began to caress its length gently, nurturing it back into its engorged state. Suddenly there was a deafening roar, as a tidal wave, created by an earthquakes several thousand miles away, slammed into the island paradise, and sent the two entwined figures tumbling amidst the waters fury. His last recollection was the look of horror on Adrianas face as she lost her grip on his outstretched arms and disappeared into a spray of blue-gray water.

to be continued. . . . . . .

The Abduction

Final part

Brad awoke in a dark cavern, surrounded by dripping vegetation, and the dull throbbing hum of heavy machinery. Above him, amidst a halo of thick vegetation, he could see the opening that he had apparently fallen thru; far to high to access, yet reassuring in that sunlight still filtered thru the opening. The floor of the cavern was a sticky mud that had the odor of his gym socks when he left them in his locker for several weeks. The air was thick unlike his attire that was completely absent. A quick survey revealed several bruises, a sore shoulder, and a twisted ankle, but plenty of energy and curiosity to overcome his injuries. He rose slowly, halfway expecting to bump his head on an unseen obstacle, but rather he was able to rise to his feet and slowly stumble about the twenty by thirty foot cave. Being claustrophobic, he began to panic until he fell face first over several bodies including the dazed form of Yolana.

She was laying in the slime with unfocused eyes, apparently as terrified of her recent experience as he was of confined spaces. Slowly, her eyes focused on Brad as he leaned over her, studying her face for signs of life. Upon realizing her vulnerability, she quickly struggled to her feet and stumbled into the darkness. Her companions immediately followed leaving him standing alone beneath the only source of light. They studied him in silence as he reconsidered his options and then moved towards the sounds of the machinery. In the darkness they followed him curiously yet fearfully. Once at the dark cavern wall, he began to slide his hands along the slimy surface, seeking some means to access or, at least view the source of the noises. They were waiting for him there.

He felt a set of small furry arms grab his swollen ankle, and then the other, and then both of his arms, spinning him around and pinning him to the wall. The cool slimy surface on his back sent shivers through his spine, instantly making his nipples erect while making his gonads slide into the protection of his abdomen. It was the epitome of hell; being claustrophobic while restrained in the darkness of a damp cavern. Small little furry creatures began covering his extremities and torso, nibbling at the abundant goose bumps. His panic turned to sheer terror, and he was about to surrender his situation to his maker when he felt the first in a series of blows telegraphed through the critters to his trembling form. Yolana and company decided to make a stand for mankind, and continually thrashed at the little critters with their fists until they disappeared somewhere along the dark corners of the cave. During the struggle, a lever was tripped or a button pushed, and a small crawl way opened, allowing the human invaders to escape into the light filled machinery room.

In the light, Brad studied his rescuers, while they, in turn stared at the soft flesh between his legs in amazement. Yolana was the first to approach him, and she extended her hands with her palms up towards him cautiously. Brad quickly and gently grasped them, completing the bond, and securing a partnership that would last throughout their lives. With more confidence now, she reached down to touch his wilted manhood but Brad gently took her hand and held it firmly. He could understand their curiosity, and even their strong drives assuming that they were seldom exposed to a member of the opposite gender, but he knew his manhood would be useless if he was exposed to too much pressure. Sensing his hesitation, she moved her free hand to his chest and began small sensual circles around his nipples while her companions watched in awe.

Soon Brad felt the familiar warmth of arousal spreading through his loins although he put on an air of disinterest. Her arousal techniques became more pronounced as she began to move her hands closer to his building erection and her sensual lips onto his erect nipples. Sensing his growing weakness, the others joined in, messaging every inch of his body with gentle circular motions that brought him to a state of combat readiness almost immediately. His legs failed him now, and as he dropped to his knees, the women slowly eased him on to his back and Yolana immediately straddled his awakened manhood. The floor was cold, and although the fires deep within her throbbing pelvis were red hot, the cool sensations along his spine and prostrate restricted him from becoming too excited too quickly.

As she guided him into her warm and wet cavern, she let out the moan of a famished animal, and quickly dropped her hips onto his pelvis to savor his full intrusion into her starved body. Her companions removed their scant attire, and then went to work on Yolana, insuring her breasts, thighs and buttocks received their gentle administration. Another eased her bush onto Brads parted lips, and began to rub her clitoris frantically as he drank of her sweetness. Yolana climaxed first and slowly rolled of his saturated pubis, only to be immediately replaced by another lustful creature, who used her hands to message his gonads as she forcefully rubbed her clitoris on his pubic bone. Before Brad could fully appreciate the taste of the young temptress on his face, she squealed and grabbed his hair, forcing his face deep into her sexuality as her orgasmic nectar flowed down his throat. She rolled of him as he gasped for air, only to be replaced by a blond beauty with a deep red clitoris. As he nibbled around its now exposed head, she remained rigid with her eyes closed, barely moving to the rhythm of his administrations. Yolana regained her composure, and helped the companion straddling Brads pelvis to reach an orgasm with gentle nibbles to her large nipples. She began to shudder from her unexpected orgasm, her vaginal muscles contracted rhythmically around his manhood bringing Brad to the brink of an orgasm. As he began to squirt his seed into her tight, moist canal, Yolana quickly eased her off and grasped his throbbing member gently, stroking it with just enough pressure to keep it pumping cream high into the air several more times. His oral guest turned just in time to see the fountain he was generating, and to feel one of his warm secretions squirt high on her back and began its slow journey down towards her uncovered hips. The unique sensation brought her to an immediate climax, almost suffocating Brad with her enthusiasm and flood of nectar. Yolana brought her lips to his throbbing manhood, and after a few tentative licks, she engulfed him deep into her throat, swallowing what little remaining semen he could deliver.

As he collapsed into his own private euphoria, he became aware that he was surrounded by beautiful women, who all appeared as spent as himself. Somehow he felt both relieved and accomplished, although a portion of his mind focused on the vision of Adriana, and the love they had recently shared in the darkness. He knew he must get back to her somehow, and he would need Yolanas help. He raised himself and gently raised Yolana to her feet, kissing her deeply as she melted in his arms. With his arm now around her delicate shoulders, they both examined the large room, and were soon joined by the other women. It was a large white room with twenty or more large white machines placed strategically to provide easy access. Large cables extended from each machine to a large white junction box suspended from the ceiling. They were in a room that generated power for the Oms, and they soon learned they were not welcomed as small flashes of blue light began to stream past them, wounding one of the women, and sending the others diving to the floor. As soon as their movement stopped, so too did the weapons, and after a few feeble attempts, they were able to develop a system of baffling the sensors with slow deliberate movements, to make their way through a doorway at the other end of the room and up a small flight of stairs. They bolted down the adjoining passageway and out a second door to find themselves in the same location where the ship had brought Brad into his captivity. Within a few moments they were spotted, and within a few moments more, they found themselves back to their island paradise where Adriana was waiting.

Brad ran into her arms, and they embraced for a small eternity. The other inhabitants watched with envy, and soon joined hands in solidarity. For at that moment, they simultaneously learned to respect the love Brad and Adriana shared. She would share her mate with the others, but only to generate the required offspring necessary for the Oms. In return, he was taught their language, and eventually came to rule the paradise he quickly grew to love. The Oms silently observed the maturation of the primals, and knew the time would soon come for them to share their world and their future.





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