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Pulp It Like It's Hot: Aliens, BDSM, and Lost Virginity

I slowly opened my mouth and tried to trick them. “We reproduce by shaking hands!”

November 10, 2020

Katie Tandy


he aliens pointed to Scott and I.* I glanced over at him and gave a half-hearted smile. They pointed a gun in my and another in his. They pushed us to the front of the classroom and told us to “to reproduce.”

I laughed at the thought, them thinking it was that easy. I snapped into reality as they brought the gun up his head, clicked it back, and told us again, “to reproduce.”


I stared into Scott’s face. Both his eyes were fixed on me. I slowly opened my mouth and tried to trick them. “We reproduce by shaking hands! I grabbed his hand and shook it. The aliens snorted and pulled out a book showing people having sex. I silently swore to myself.


Finally, Scott said, “People have sex, but in privacy.”


The aliens agreed and they pushed us outside into their spaceship. Everyone in the rest of the class ran to the window. I see Lex* squinting out and I stuck my middle finger up at her.

She didn’t see me.

We walked into a huge room with just a huge bed laden with black and brown velvets along with chocolate and candies.* I flopped down on the bed and Scott slowly sat by me.

The aliens glanced at one another and said, “NOW!”

I crinkled my eyebrows and put my face into my hands. Scott began to chew his lip. The alien picked up Scott and threw him to the floor. I jumped up and pulled him from the ground.

I spoke softly but firmly.

“When people have sex, no one is there — except for them." They told us there were hidden cameras and they would watch it later when we were done.

The larger alien picked up a chocolate and crunched it in his hand. “Be done soon,” he warned. He walked out and I heard a door slam and a key lock.

I looked at Scott. “What are we going to do?”

“It looks like we’re gonna do each other!” *

I laughed. Suddenly a huge flash of light flew behind my head and Scott jerked me down.

A speaker came down and simply said, “I didn’t have to miss." Right then, I knew there was no getting out of it. Scott began to awkwardly take off his shirt and dropped it to the floor. He scratched his arm and ran his fingers through his hair. He reached towards me and gave me a huge hug in his arms around my waist. The warmth sending chills around me.

Another zap of light.

This time by Scott’s head. He ducked and just lay there. He slowly took off his pants kicking them to the side of the bed. His boxers were green and I could tell his penis was big. I swallowed as he sprawled out. I cracked my knuckles and slipped out my tank top, laying it on top of his jeans. I unlatched the zipper on my shorts and threw them aside.

I munched on a caramel as Scott slowly took my bra off. I shivered. Finally, Scott and I turned away from each other as we took off our underwear. We turned slowly around staring at each other’s bodies. I grabbed a piece of velvet and wrapped it around me.

Scott pulled me closer and brought his lips to mine. His tongue protruded into my mouth. He leaned all his weight against me, forcing me to lay down. He pulled his mouth up and felt my legs up and down. He massaged my back glancing at my reaction as he touched my breasts.

His hands were warm. He grabbed over my nipple and down to my stomach. He gently fingered my crotch* searching and staring. I moaned as he jammed one finger up my hole. It hurt. Suddenly bars came out from under the bed and latched my hands down.* My legs were spread as far apart as they would go.I struggled against them but it was no use. Scott tried to pull me out with all of his might but he couldn’t.

He carefully lowered himself onto me. His body was hot against mine. He pulled a huge velvet blanket over us. I could feel his penis brush against my thigh searching for an opening.

I stuttered no. But his lips shut my mouth. I closed my eyes and tried to relax and he guided his massive genitals into mine. First there was pain, then pleasure. Slowly the armbands loosened and I slipped my arms around him. He breathed in my ear as he rode me in and out. First gently, then increasingly jamming it in further. His hair brushed against my face.

Because it was our first time, we tired easily. The leg straps clanked back into the bed, but Scott remained on top of me. Until now, I thought he did this only because he had to. He ran his rough hands up my thigh, lingering on my breasts, then my lips, and finally my face. He rested his head against mine and we slouched together our naked bodies as one in a velvet cloth. Both us breathing heavily.

When we woke, we were both slightly embarrassed. Though we had had sex, things were awkward now. His head was now on my beast. My hands were on his upper thigh, and my vagina throbbed where he once was.

Slowly he untangled his leg from mine and rolled over. I got up and began to dress. I heard him stand also, waiting for him to get dressed.

But he didn’t. Instead, he wrapped his arms around me and threw me on the bed. I laughed as he struggled with my shorts and threw them against the wall. I sighed and put my head under a pillow. Scott joined me and we began to kiss. Once again he felt my breasts but mostly he just let me explore him. The bars came up and he was pinned down.

I straddled over his face, his tongue searching my crotch. Pulled away and slid my hand down to his balls. First I rubbed them gently fingering them as he moaned in pleasure.

Then I gradually placed them in my mouth letting them grow larger and larger.* Scott moaned as he squirted semen into my mouth and the bars dropped away. Scott suddenly plopped me upon the soft carpet. This time he jammed his heaving phallus into my bleeding crotch, him pinning my arms and knocking in and out till I thought I would burst.

I slammed against him as he came in and grinder and squeezed until my muscles were numb. He pinched my nipples until they bled.* He enjoyed giving pain and I enjoyed receiving it.

Then I experienced something I thought I never would. Scott thrust his face into my crotch and chewed it and munched it till I couldn’t take it any longer. Finally, he pulled me up from the floor and we crawled into the huge bed and fell asleep for 13 hours.*

We woke the next day to the whispers and pokes of our classmates. Rich, being the ass he is, ripped away the covers revealing our naked bodies, Scott’s lips parted open to my nipple, his legs twisted around mine. His hands were forming to my butt.

I think Stephanie began to laugh and snapped my leg with her sweater. I jumped up and screamed, scanning the boys’ faces as they stared at us. I shook Scott and he yelled too.

Both of us staring at each other. We jerked the velvet up over us again and I ducked under the covers ashamed. I heard. Scott say, “get the hell out of here you freaks!”

As they left, he drew me out and laughed. I laughed too, not believing what we’d done. He kissed my nose and stood up. We both got dressed and walked out of the ship, staring at it one more time, staring into the face of our virginity.

No more. How odd that dream was.*



*Starting off strong here I think, really setting the scene. Who needs set-up when things are about to get so sexy?

* LEX WAS MY HIGH-SCHOOL THEATER NEMESIS, a very lovely person who had an excellent voice and was very talented and got every lead role in every single play. I love how even in my fantasy she doesn’t see me or my insult.

* Brown velvet and chocolates?! Like, was this something 12-year-old me thought was sexy or did I think that aliens would think humans thought this was sexy? I guess it was me. I think I really want(ed)a big bed covered in velvet.

* Please note that this very pithy “do it” joke is essentially the only words we exchange. Scott in real life wasn’t much for sparkling conversation either.

* The use of “crotch” in this fledgling eroticism really makes me wince. Somehow I prefer “hole”?

* THE MOST HUMILIATING THING ABOUT THIS ENTIRE EXERCISE IS THAT I STILL GET AROUSED READING THIS.

* Maybe my favorite misunderstanding of physiology in this whole piece really

* Until they bled?! Christ.

* I guess those aliens were so impressed by our theatrics, they gave us a nice break as a thank you.

* Ahhhh, the ‘ol “it was all a dream” cincher. Classic. 

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