Don’t Blame Me I’m A Martian-29

Previously…

And she seems to have recovered from her talk with mom and we’re sitting close together hip to hip with all this sweet eye contact and feeding each other choice bits off our plates and sucking on fingers in this amazingly sexual semi-lesbian thing.

I can feel her thinking of my fingers touching her and being inside of her but I’m picturing the feel of her girl delicate fingers wrapping around my cock in almost the same intimate way.

…………………………..

Oh yes…the want of the feel of the pads of her fingers the heat of her touch in so a personal way and place has me so turned on.

And the feeling too of how much she wants to touch and hold and caress my breasts and I want that too…oh I’m getting so aware of my breasts, of the sexuality of being Sh’uan.

“God Kaylee…this, us…I really want to be alone with you.”

She brings her bags in with her and tosses them up on the other bed and I light a few tea candles and a scented chocolate one and kill the lights and I turn on my CD player and put on some music. I’ve some ones that I’ve burned that have some romantic stuff on them and we dance sort of almost barely in that little middle space and Kaylee’s the one that starts to take my clothes off first and I do the same with hers and there’s this whole…

We’re standing and we’re naked except for our underwear and kissing and touching each other…our breasts…I’ve never been more into those feeling or aware of my breast before this and Kaylee’s are excellent…and pretty…ripe and full but this pale fair skin with a few freckles and these so amazing pink nipples that I am finding so attractive. I’m getting all swoony too and flushed as things get better and better as the touches and kisses are almost dancing all its own as Brian Adam’s song is playing “When you love a woman.”

I’m all goosebumps in a good way when my little sweet girlfriend butches up all of a sudden and is french kissing me and her hands go from gently squeezing my breast to sliding down my sides (Whine…) and she glides to my hips and then my butt which she cups…squeezes…and she lifts me in this stunning and shockingly strong sexy little burst of energy onto my bed and steps between my legs and with that sexy lip bite she starts pulling down my underwear.

And now…

Oh I’ve been with a few girls and I’ve even had a few bow jobs but I’m such a different person now…her hand make me throb almost painfully sweet with her first touch and that doesn’t fade away but just sort of becomes this achy constant. Then she’s kissing it, and licking it mostly the head and the glands and I can feel her imagining it as this big…what…?

I’m feeling images…seeing flashes of girls with boy parts springing out of…and they’re all cartoony…but she’s sort of really turned on by that and by me sort of being like that.

I’m naked now and I’m getting so hot and flushed under my skin as I’m feeing Kaylee’s raw want of me, the way she see’s me sexually and I want to sort of squirm, be soft, be hers…bite my lip and be vulnerable.

And when her lips go over the tip I cry out… “Kaylee….” Breathlessly and grab my breasts and feel…squeeze and drag the pads of my fingers over my nipples.

She likes that she really likes me doing that.

God it feels awesome, and I feel so sexual in a way I never had and sort of out of control needing her touch and her to guide me through it…it this what it’s like from the other side of things, that dizzy, happy, breathless funny sexy feeling.

Kaylee’s feeling me? I think because she sort of gets this look in her eyes of hunger and want and she kind of sinks further down onto me while staring at me and watching me as I move. Taking me in this really good way, this kind of right feeling way that makes me feel wanted and…even though I’m not a girl I’m feeling sexy and desirable like one.

I’m so not Dylan the cocky guy getting his rod polished…no…right now she’s that, while she’s doing stuff to my pole that’s making me dance and shimmy and move on my bed…and I swear…no I know that she likes it.

And it takes very little more for her to bring me to orgasm. “Kaylee, Kaylee, oh Kayleeeee…!” I swear my voice gets into the whole female range of crying out and I can feel her swallowing my offerings.

I’m panting and gripping and playing with my breasts because it feel so good and it’s increasing that sex buzz and she slips off of me and smiles in this hawt so sexy way. “Oh…Oh wow Dylan…”

“Huh…?” My brain needs to catch up with my body.

“Yum.”

“Yum?”

“Yeah.” Kaylee sort of purrs it.

“Really?” Because y’know I’ve always only heard the ick factor thing.

Maybe I taste different now?

“Yes really…oh you’re still up for more?”

“Uhm yeah…definitely, you’re so beautiful it’s hard not to be hard with you.” Oh that was lame and I’m blushing.

And it’s not like that I can tell her that it’s part of me being an alien that now that I’m all worked up I stay up just like girls can keep going too when they’re in the zone.

Oh sports analogy there is some guy brain still semi-functioning there somehow.

Kaylee smiles and she reaches down and get my pants and she digs out the box of condoms I have and takes one out tearing it open with her teeth.

“Oh…that was hot…”

“Thank you I’m trying.”

“Succeeding.”

Then the next thing I know she’s putting a condom on me and I’m biting my lip and blushing because none of the other girls that I’ve been with have done that and it’s also still sort of very much feeling like I’m the girl in this in a way.

This is sort of my redone virginity, I’ve never been with a girl since I’ve changed and I’m excited and nervous and scared but so turned on especially as she climbs into the bed with me and we start kissing again and there’s this taste on her lips that’s sweet and sort of has this almost minerally taste too cut with a hint of salt?

Oh my brain clicks into that and I’m…okay I’d be freaked out or starting too if Kaylee hadn’t ducked her head down and started to suck on my nipples and play and touch and cup my breasts.

Yeeeeeeee…

Wowsers…

Then she’s up and passionately kissing me again and she’s leaning right into me on top of me and her breasts are pressed into mine and oh she’s so doing this on purpose because her hands are holding my side boobs just so and she moves grinds back and forth and it’s her hard poking nipples being played over mine and I can feel the double sensation of her nerves and mine and it’s so erotic and powerful it’s making me dizzy and right near having another orgasm and it’s taking all my Sh’uan control to keep from doing that and it actually hurts but it kind of hurts good too after a few minutes.

It’s such a pleasure pain thing…I was never really…Oh I wonder if this is a girl thing or a me thing…I manage a. “Mmm…more…Harder Kaylee…Harder…”

And silly me I thought I knew what sex and breasts was all about…I will never look at a set of breasts in the same way again considering that I know now what this feels like…

She arches up and she shoves her breast in my face and my mouth and I latch on…literally using a schupp of an inhale to sort of latch onto her because she’s moving and once the nipple is there I suck on it and put a good amount of force behind it too…

Like sucking from one of those Mc Donald’s hurt your lungs trying shakes.

And a few in my mouth licks on the pointy yay happy bit in my mouth and so trying to picture it too like I’m licking her clitty ant the same time and she kinda sorta headlocks me to her boob and she shivers.

“D..dd..Dylan!” She screamed it out loud as she has a violent orgasm…like she heats up with an all over flush and she breaks out in sweat and she shivers and she shakes pressed against me.

I can feel the force and the pleasure of it…Oh holy…I think I need to pull things in mentally…I…okay she’s kissing me and she’s sucking on my tongue only in her feelings it’s not my tongue it my cock only it’s not just my cock but it’s a…

And Kaylee squeezes and kneads my boobs and thumbs over my nipples and what control over holding back evaporates and I arch my back shove my chest harder into her hands and whine around the kiss as I have my second mind numbing orgasm.

We’re both panting and I’m sweating now too and she looks down our bodies. “Did you?”

“Oh yeah…hard…”

“Dylan you’re still hard are…did you take anything?”

“No…maybe it’s me being part girl…?” Hey it’s partly true.

“Oh wow really…”

I just nod and suck air and give her what sure seems like a silly smile…Kaylee smiles back and me and scooches back and grabs another condom…peels me out of the first one and she gives me this look and she goes down and she licks me clean with all these “Mmmm yummy…” sounds.

It’s driving me nuts since it doesn’t hurt to be hard this long for some reason I’m thinking might be biological but when a guy gets off his penis can get all like sensitized and stuff…way, way more than before actually.

Oh god she has me to the point of I need to play with my breasts some more…I love my boobs, I really love my boobs, having boobs on my own and sex too is so….

It’s so chocolate and peanut butter.

Then Kaylee is up again and kissing me and we’re boob mashing rub-humping? I mean it’s like boob on boob sex or nipple-frenching?

And the kissing with the tongue.

I laugh in a snort breaking the kiss giggling.

Kaylee looks at me shocked. “What…?”

I’m still laughing but I grab her boobs too and lean up and rub too.

“I was thinking in my head about us and the kissing with the tongue.”

“Okay…”

“And the with the tongue part replayed in my head as Jerry Lewis.”

“Who?”

“Professor Frink?”

“Who?”

“The scientist on The Simpsons.”

“Oh…dork.” She kisses me again.

And there it is this is why things are so different, making love and talking too and joking with her and feeling not just the heat and the passion but genuine fondness and friendship too.

I will never ever regret me and Kaylee being together.

Kaylee deepens her kissing and we get more and more into the breast on breast thing both of us holding the other and moving together and it’s so amazing and erotic and Lesbian Lucky Charms…so magically delicious.

“Dylan…Dylan now…”

“Now?”

“Now…”

“Shit the baby is coming?”

“No!” She slaps my side.

I grin and I lean up and I kiss her.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes….” Oh she does this sexy hiss gasp thing.

“Okay…”

We look at each other and it’s sort of this who’s on top thing between us and then she has this so smoking hawt serious look on her face and she reaches down between us and her fingers touch me and guide me to her sex….

I bite my lower lip and I’m ready, achingly ready again but at the same time she’s a virgin and I can feel that too and there’s that whole thing of her hymen breaking that’s sort of dancing between us with my empathy.

I look her in the eyes and inch in literally and she inches down too.

We both exhale and then inhales as the sensations hit us…both of us staring into each others eyes and we slowly move…just a bit it but getting her used to it and it’s not like before at all either.

I am entering being taken inside and enveloped but more that that I am being allowed, wanted needed even to be part of her…and more than that it feels like she’s becoming a part of me too…

It’s more of a deep down emotion for me and not something I’m picking up but it’s way more personal…they way that I’m feeling about myself there is more personal, it’s not the whole swaggering guy part that it used to be.

No I haven’t shrunk or anything like that but it’s not the ego thing that it was. Now it’s way more of something that leads me into a deeper connection with my lovers. And I’m not meaning it pun-wise either but it’s like this almost female or maybe it’s again this natural Sh’uan reaction now to sex.

It just the way I honestly think that my brain is processing this now.

It’s way more frigging personal and it’s way more vulnerable and scary but at the same time there’s never been this kind of feelings with it too.

And then there’s the point were we move more and more and we pop through with each other and I can feel the pain…it’s this snap pop ow like a deep fast pinch, a hard pinch inside and this…this I use my powers for…I move with her but I close my eyes and I concentrate on me inside of her but that movement, me in her moving is like kind soothing rubbing touches soothing the ache and the ow inside of her.

I smile and open my eyes as I hear her make this sweet little sigh.

She’s riding and moving now and I am too and she’s so amazingly beautiful that I’m kind of entranced by the way she looks and moves the little sheen of her sweat and the flush in her skin making her have that so natural and super sexy glow that woman have and it’s just amazing…even more so when she has an orgasm and this time, this time since I’m paying so much attention I can feel the bloom in her body of her energies.

So…amazing…it’s kind of like this heart light E.T. thing but not and as pretty as a flower could ever be.

I get lost in the moment and just the magical way that she looks and feels and in how happy and a perfect moment that this is.

Then I slide sort of out of the awareness fantasy thing and into the reality of things. I can feel it…Kaylee’s clit as hard as I am and through the condom even and it’s touching me while I’m inside her wet, slick muscles…it’s this hard nib but soft as silk too and it’s like the tracing up and down of this super sexy finger tip feeling.

Oh I’m so not fucking her but it’s so the other way around at this point.

And I reach up to cup and cradle and play with her breasts as she is doing that to me and she does the same to me as she comes down for kisses.

Then more breast pressed to breast, nipples gliding and rubbing over nipples until I’m crying out her name again and a gain and she’s doing the same and we lock up and seal together as I flex inside her and she clenches around me and the heat increases and her insides flutter around me.

I know it was a good long time that we made love after that point and Kaylee on top and then us rolling over so it’s me on top and it really never changed anything…well it changed some things but it still didn’t I moved and slid inside of her and out steady sweetly falling into her and…

We ended up with one condom left and we just can’t anymore…just I am exhausted not tire but exhausted and aching from all the things we did in that just got done a serious work out way.

It’s really only the after glow that has us not in discomfort I think and being that tired.

But the flood of so much post sex hormones and just the fact that we’re where we’re at in our relationship just takes the way it feels when we’re done and we snuggle up together so much better.

“Kaylee…”

“Mmmm?”

“Thank you…that was so…”

She kisses me sleepily but still lovingly and long and deeply before settling in breasts together just off set and she puts her head on my shoulder.

“Yeah, it so was Dylan.”

It’d have been a bit jarring to feel that she didn’t say that she loved me but she sort of does and at the same time she’s not ready either…and there was still something sort of missing to her no matter how amazing this was and she’s not going to voice that she wishes that she could…that I had…

What we just had was good and I knew the score before we got that close…she still wants a real girl, she loves me in that deeply cares for me friends with benefits way but yeah.

My girlfriend is a lesbian.

And sometimes having alien powers can suck.

*Cheyenne……….

Sigh…

And that’s why we are what and who we are.

I lower the blocking around Dylan’s tent trailer and put my lacrima sphere back into my backpack. I had to use it to get the range to block Dylan and Kaylee’s night from the others. Dylan’s not at the point where they can control themselves enough during the heat of things.

If I hadn’t everyone here tonight would have been getting busy no matter if they were with someone or alone.

I was sooo tempted too do that too…I was feeling the brunt of the stuff going on in there and I definitely was identifying with Kaylee.

I’m Tuani, so I’m very much by instinct male like, even in my build so when she was on top and they were doing that breast on breast thing and having sex I so wanted to be there instead and be the one sinking and rising with Dylan making love like the waves of the ocean.

Oh I could go on but I really don’t want to go there right now and just add to the energy and empathic confusion that’s floating around the place right now.

I should get some sleep…my back is sore from sitting there leaning against the tent trailer for four and a half hours. It’s really, really late and dawn’s just a few hours off.

Instead I actually head to their made over old garage and I take a long hot shower while everyone’s asleep still and the hot water will recover and I do up all of my laundry too while I’m at it and hang it out to dry on the clotheslines and then I get some towels and one of those orange mesh big bags that they have oranges in by bulk and I head down to the beach and go for a swim at dawn.

My senses hit be with that tingle flare as the sun is hitting everything and I can feel life waking up, it’s the plants first…normally you can’t feel plant life unless you’re born with a really strong affinity for them but at first light when photosynthesis kicks in it’s such a reaction that you can’t help but to feel it and then there the light of heaven reaction with it.

That’s the energy created when the radiation from the sun reacts on the basest level with the elements in the sea…it’s that primal thing that started life on the planet really and yes it is continual and still going on…it’s this little note…like light sang just once and then it fades into the rest of the feeling of life in the world.

All of it lasts a minute maybe two but it’s the most amazing thing and it’s to us sort of like prayer.

Plugged into “The force” if you will.

I swim and when I feel what I want I focus and take a few breaths…we call this silver breath or silver breathing and we are taught as Tuani to feel the way oxygen is to our bodies and usually that’s with a dive tank so we learn what it feels like to have our bodies filled with more oxygen sort of saturating it…okay for a short time not something you want to do for too long or too often and yes we do use it in battle.

Or countering smoke or gasses if we have prep time…I saturate my blood and take a deep breath and I dive…like this with the levels in my blood and skin diving I can last close to eight minutes down here at a time.

That’s actually more than enough time to go fishing for lobsters.

I find them by homing in on them and it’s not cheating since I’m using a natural sense just as valid as echo-location is. I grab them one at a time and it might sound cruel but the claws come off first right there in the water so I can fit more into the bag and so I don’t get pinched either.

I might be Tuani but they can still hurt me, I have advantages but I’m just as vulnerable as other people.

A dozen mid sized ones fill the bag and I swim into shore and I towel off and head to the main house.

People mostly the older people are starting to wake up and I have the grill on and I’m cooking. A knife through the brain kills them and they go into the microwave in the house just long enough to semi steam them with their own juices.

I separate some eggs and I start cleaning the lobsters and making a large amount of lobster omelettes. Egg white and the meat from the lobster and just some white pepper and some red sweet bell pepper and that’s it I want the lobster to finish cooking along with the egg and to be the big flavor there.

I boil the bodies in some milk while doing some of the other stuff and make sure to get all the roe and the tomali out of them and into the milk and cook it down and then I add just a bit of tarragon and then whisk the egg yolks in and some real butter and a bit of lemon and sort of make a kind of really lobstery-buttery sauce to go with it.

I’m getting looks and smiles and even a few hugs as I pass out the food…a pair of hot biscuits and some sauce, then the omelette on that then some more of the sauce over that and some crumbled crispy bacon.

And I made coffee, tea and juice.

Dylan’s Dad is eating and looking at me.

“This is really good I didn’t know you could cook.”

“I learned at home, my parents think that if you own cook books that they might as well be another kind of textbook.”

“That’s not a bad idea, but where did you get the lobsters?”

“I free dove them.”

“Really…I’ve never known anyone that could do that.”

I shrug and blush a little. “It’s my mother’s idea, she’s into hunting and foraging and that includes us knowing how to live off the water as much as the land.”

“Smart lady.”

My Mother’s a Tuani like me and while she is a nice person she’s definitely Tuani and she knows the whole deal with us being here, she was three when we crossed over from our world and she grew up on the move hiding and living on this earth until we found our place to settle.

“She’s…she’s Sarah Connor actually.” …….if she was an off dimension alien with psychic powers.

He laughs and I see Jax there or who Jax might be in like thirty years and I smile as I see him looking groggy and I go over and pass him a coffee.

“Thanks.”

“No problem, she stay over?’

“Yeah…”

I make him two plates of the breakfast and some toast with cinnamon and sugar on it and her a coffee with sugar cubes on the side but some half and half in it since most people will have milk or cream in their coffee like close to seventy percent or some thing.

He blinks at me.

“Uhm…”

“Just go while it’s hot and make a good impression you have a reputation to keep up.”

“And what’s that?”

“That you’re a decent guy for a hound dog.”

He blushes and he smiles too and he feels a bit confused by me actually doing this like a friend but not like his guys friends, most guys wouldn’t be bothered but I’m neither…I’m Tuani.

I grin and make a few more to order and it feels good to sort of get enveloped by this family and the fact that…yeah I’m strange and different and they don’t care and just like me anyways.

These are good people here.