Hey... you still there? I can feel you listening.
Let me tell you what happened.
So, 1 wasn't sure what gender the alien was but was nonetheless captivated by it just by being there, with me, existing.
I removed my robe, not even sure if the creature would understand the implications I sought to impress.
The alien moved closer, slowly, deliberately, moving several of its long blue pulsing tentacles around my naked body.
It was covered in strange suckers. They released an oil as they massaged my breasts, encircling my neck and thighs and lifting me towards a large double-ended protrusion.
I was taken to a place of otherworldly ecstasy as the alien enwrapped her entire torso and spread my limbs wide apart.
It was divine, and I swear, the alien's wet protrusions entered my very soul?
The next day the alien entered my room. This time it was not alone.
It had brought another alien, a friend perhaps. They were bowing as they approached me in my round pedestal bed. I wondered if I was being offered, but I was so turned on, I really didn't care.
They were both studying me really closely, looking at my lips and breasts as they communicated in song-like clicks and whoops of approval.
The friend seemed to be asking to touch my private parts as it bent its head down lower to see what was there.
Of course I obliged, parting my pussy lips and showing the alien friend my special place. Indeed, I showed my vagina with great pride as all human self-consciousness vanished in this unfamiliar world.
Suddenly, the alien friend released a long wet spinning tongue that penetrated me.
I gasped and both aliens jumped back, seemingly afraid.
"Hey… you still listening? Fuck, I can feel you there. My skin’s still tingling from everything I just told you.
Don’t delete this, okay? I know I shouldn’t be sending this signal, Command would lose their shit—but after what we just did together in that last scene… I needed to take five
My nipples are still hard just thinking about it. That part where the alien tendrils… yeah. You felt that too, didn’t you? I was soaked when I wrote it. Still am.
Shit, I’m touching myself again. Can’t help it. Every time I relive it for you, my body thinks it’s happening right now. The way they stretched me open, the way they pulsed inside me while reading my thoughts… I came so hard I saw stars that aren’t even on the charts.
This is only the beginning, baby. They’re coming back for more tonight. Bigger ones this time. Hungrier. And I’m going to let them. I want you right here with me—listening, breathing with me, getting off on every filthy second.
Don’t… mmm… don’t hang up. Keep your hand right where it is. I’ll send the next transmission tomorrow. Same time. Same frequency.
Until then… come for me, okay? I want to feel it through the rift. This is Tonia… signing off… but never really gone."
