The Alien's Touch

Cody was minding his own business when a UFO comes crashing down to Earth nearby. Shaken, but determined, he decides to do his best to ensure Earth's newest visitor safety and whisks his new guest to his house out in the country.

That's how Cody learns about his guest's gifts: transmission of thoughts and emotions through skin.

Cody is thrilled at the thought of meeting a new life form and even more excited at the thought of learning from it but he may be unprepared for what the alien has to teach him. Information exchanged come at a steep price: pure, unadulterated pleasure. Every brush against the alien's smooth skin sets Cody's senses aflame and he's sure it's more than he can withstand.

Can Cody endure the closeness of this encounter or will his mind shatter from the intensity of the alien's touch?

Warning: This Adult's only 5000 word short contains a sensual alien, telepathic skin, and an encounter that's simply out of this world.

Excerpt:


"Uh, hey. How's it going?" Cody asked, unsure of the proper decorum for meeting an alien randomly standing in a hallway. Even standing outside of his door seemed less creepy now that he thought about it.

"Satisfactory, thanks to you," his visitor said.

Holy crap, it spoke again, Cody thought to himself, this time in less fragmented English. The alien must have been learning fast, but from what?

He had barely enough time to think about that before his guest did something unexpected. Before he could jump away, the alien latched on to him, wrapping its arms around him in some crude form of a bear hug. Cody panicked for a few seconds, images of face-huggers and forced probing flooding his mind.

Those images were pushed aside, however, when familiar feelings of warmth and serenity began to seep through him. Wherever the alien touched him a warmth radiated and blossomed into tingles and sparks that ignited his senses. Waves of deep pleasure came rolling in, pressing against him.

The feelings were growing too intense. Cody had to get away for a moment, but the being's arms were locked around his sides in a death grip of absolute pleasure.

"Um....could you stop that for a minute?" he asked meekly. "Please?"

"Why? Do you find the feeling unpleasant?"

"Oh, not at all," said Cody. "But it's getting to be a bit much."

The alien loosened its vice like grip and the feeling died down a bit, but the faint warmth from the alien's touch remained.

"I'm sorry to have displeased you," the being said. "I was only trying to transmit my gratitude."

"Uh....okay. Well. It's really not necessary. I was happy to help."

The being, slightly shorter than Cody, looked up into his eyes in a way that could only be described as apologetic.

"I have displeased you. I am sorry."

Cody looked at his guest and tried to think of a way to respond. "Displeased" had been the wrong word. His head was still reeling from the rush that had swept through him. His heart was still pounding furiously. His knees were weak now and not just from the tiredness he had felt before. His breathing was just now steadying. Perhaps "pleased too much" would have been a better way to describe it.