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The Driver

A tale of alien abduction

By Ray YoungPublished 4 years ago 3 min read

Like thousands of others, I lost my job at Sears when the whole company went to shit. After lots of consideration, I decided to give truck driving a shot. Craig's List had dozens of old trucks, and I managed to find one in decent condition.

My uncle hooked me up with an auto parts distributor that needed a regional driver. I was thrilled to be back in the work force. It was a relatively low stress job. Load the truck, drive the truck, unload the truck, repeat.

One night while returning from my last delivery, I could see a storm in the distance making its way towards me. The details of the dark clouds were illuminated by every bolt of lightning. Seeing the colors and power of the storm thrilled me. I have always enjoyed watching storms and dreamed to someday see a tornado. But something about this particular storm didn't seem quite right. Gripping the wheel with caution and a bit of excitement, I drove head long into the raging tribulation.

The winds in the outer wall were stronger than I had imagined. It was a struggle to keep the empty truck going straight. Visibility was difficult. All I could do was watch the lines on the road and hope there was nothing in my path.

All of a sudden I felt this tingling all over my body. I glanced down at my arm and saw all the little hairs standing on end, then there was this blinding flash, and that's the last thing I remembered.

As I woke up and got my eyes to focus, I found myself totally naked and secured to a metal wall with my arms stretched out to the sides. The room was pitch black except for a single light shining directly on me. Suddenly I heard the sound of a door opening. I stared into the darkness as a chill ran down my spine.

What stepped into my view was a beautiful alien wearing only a silver head band. Holy crap I've been abducted!! I pulled against my bindings hard as I could, but she just stood there, looking me over like I was a fresh piece of meat. So is that why I was hanging here with nothing on? Was I to be food for this creature?

She moved in for a closer look, quickly focusing on my swaying appendage. You can imagine what those curious hands did to me. Unfortunately this activity didn't keep her occupied for very long.

She stood up and pushed me against the wall. This is it, my life is over. She's going to bite my damn head off! But suddenly I felt something slide over the tip of my erection. As I strained to look, I could see what appeared to be this long fleshy tentacle swallowing my manhood. It had emerged from between her legs. I tried to pull away but couldn't move. It didn't take long until my poor boner was totally digested inside the length of it. I could feel it pushing up against my pelvis still trying to swallow more.

She wrapped her arms around me and I began to feel these rolling waves of movement inside the thing. It felt like I was connected to an intergalactic milking machine. Was this alien sex? I could hear her making little huffing sounds as the stimulation continued. I must admit, I was enjoying this. In fact I remember wishing that it would never end. Soon the motion became so intense that I finally submitted, exploding more forcefully and longer than ever before. She shared the experience with an ear splitting howl. Then I heard a deep sigh as she leaned over and rested her head on my shoulder. It was actually sort of romantic. After a few minutes she slowly pulled away. There was this slushy sound as my shaft slid out of her tentacle thing. I was glad to get it back. And I noticed a little smile just before she vanished into the darkness.

That tingling feeling hit me again, and the next thing I knew I was back in the truck emerging on the far side of the storm. What the???

Oh for cry'in out loud! I wish she would have returned my clothes!

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About the Creator

Ray Young

I am a fantasy fiction hobby writer. Most of my material is erotic in nature. But I have fun with it and it keeps me out of trouble.

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