Eric didn’t know where he’d come from or what he’d been doing before. There was a vague sense that he had been fighting, resisting something, but those unpleasant feelings bubbled away. Now all he knew was that he was in a hotel room, and standing at the foot of the bed was a gorgeous woman.
It was like one of those dreams where Eric wanted to sprint, but his legs felt like they were caught in molasses. The young man fought through every step, focused only on the woman before him. She was wearing only thin, pink underwear, her curvy breasts covered by flowing locks of auburn hair. Her eyes glittered like polished gems, and her smile was a tad mischievous. He didn’t know her name. But he knew she wanted him. And he wanted her.
Wait… Eric thought. He brushed his doubts aside.
Their hands ran over one-another’s bodies. They kissed, tenderly at first, and then passionately. Eric felt the heat pulse through his body. His tight jeans made him painfully aware of his erection.
…this isn’t real… Eric’s mind whispered.
Frantically he pulled his jeans off, along with his boxers. The woman tore his shirt off and ran her fingers down his chest. Eric didn’t know where he’d come from or what he’d been doing before. There was a vague sense that he had been fighting, resisting something, but those unpleasant feelings bubbled away. Now all he knew was that he was in a hotel room, and standing at the foot of the bed was a gorgeous woman.
It was like one of those dreams where Eric wanted to sprint, but his legs felt like they were caught in molasses. The young man fought through every step, focused only on the woman before him. She was wearing only thin, pink underwear, her curvy breasts covered by flowing locks of auburn hair. Her eyes glittered like polished gems, and her smile was a tad mischievous. He didn’t know her name. But he knew she wanted him. And he wanted her.
Wait… Eric thought. He brushed his doubts aside.
Their hands ran over one-another’s bodies. They kissed, tenderly at first, and then passionately. Eric felt the heat pulse through his body. His tight jeans made him painfully aware of his erection.
…this isn’t real… Eric’s mind whispered.
Frantically he pulled his jeans off, along with his boxers. The woman tore his shirt off and ran her fingers down his chest. Eric pulled her close. The feeling of their warm bodies together made him shudder with breath. She fondled his testicles just the way he liked it. He lowered her onto the bed and climbed on top of her, eagerly sliding his penis inside her…
He felt nothing.
Confusion gripped him. How could he be inside her and feel nothing at all?
Suddenly the vision vanished. Eric screamed as his skull burned.
He awoke on the metallic table once again. Pulling against the steel restraints, Eric’s naked body writhed in agony. A metal band was strapped to his head, connected by long glowing wires to some machinery behind him. His heart pounded, his body overstimulated. His swollen penis jolted in a painful erection plateaued before climax.
The alien stepped out from the shadows. Its ash-pale skin was covered in warts, and its three eyes each blinked out of turn. Its fanged mouth twisted into a smile.
It all came back to Eric. He was a lieutenant in the Space Force. Earth was at war with the Zeg. He’d been captured on a scouting mission, and the Zeg were tormenting him. This was the sixth time he had been faced with a simulated woman, led to the edge of sex and then denied.
“Enjoying yourself?” the Zeg purred.
“Goddamn you!” Eric shouted. He roared like an animal as he pulled harder on the restraints. “What are you doing to me?!”
The Zeg officer circled the table in no hurry at all. “I must admit, fighting humans had proven to be challenging for the Zeg. You humans are innovative, cunning, tenacious, and adaptable. You fight hard for yourselves, and harder for those you care about.”
Eric twisted his body, gritting his teeth. It was no use. He hated being so utterly exposed, in every sense of the word.
“But then,” the Zeg continued, “we discovered that humans have a powerful drive for sexual intercourse. Not only is this how humans reproduce, but it is also a physical and psychological outlet for pleasure and intimacy. Across sexual orientations and identities, most of you yearn to be inside the flesh of another.” The Zeg’s smile deepened in wickedness. “So, we weaponized your own sex drive. The device you are strapped to will give you the most erotic, lifelike sexual visions you can imagine. But you will never be permitted to reach your climax. Ever.”
That last word “ever” echoed in Eric’s mind. The Space Force academy had trained him to resist various forms of physical and psychological torture…but hyper-realistic sexual simulations were something his instructors had missed. He felt as if he’d been subjected to ten years’ worth of celibacy in six hours. His body screamed for the deep pleasure of orgasm, and the denial induced a pain like no other. Eric was literally dying for sex. Even the chance to jerk off would be a mercy, if he only could. His penis pointed to the ceiling for all the Zeg to see, throbbing in shameful agony.
“We will relieve your pain,” the Zeg promised. “In fact, we can give you experiences that would satiate even the most amorous human. All you must do is give us all you know about your fleet’s flagship.”
For an instant, Eric forgot his torment. His own sexual needs could never come before the fate of humanity. “Never,” he snarled.
The Zeg frowned. “Then we will begin again.” It stepped back into the shadows.
“No,” Eric moaned, “No, damn you!” But he already felt the world slipping once again…
All at once he was on a beach. Clear, Polynesian water lapped at his feet. Eric saw the woman laying on under an umbrella on a towel. This one was a brunette, her hair short in a bowl cut, and her skin was tan. She was wearing an orange bikini that begged to be taken off.
Eric stepped toward her, enchanted. No, no, no, this isn’t real!
She lifted her head and smiled. “I’ve been waiting for you,” she whispered.
Anxiously, Eric knelt on the towel and reached for her breasts. The woman pushed him back and pulled his shorts off. She grasped his hardening shaft and began to lick the tip. Eric’s lungs sucked and expelled air rapidly, the sensations dancing on the edge of his penis.
“Let him go!”
Eric froze. That had been another woman’s voice. Who…what?
There was a white flash.
Eric was back on the table. An alarm was blaring through the halls of the ship. The machine that had driven him to madness was sparking behind him. Three Zeg guards were lying dead on the grated floor. Form the doorway, a woman zapped a fourth Zeg with a smoking ray gun. Eric’s heart swelled with hope. Corporal Helen Shaw, his scouting partner and friend. And hopefully something more one day, he thought.
Helen stood with a smoking ray gun in her hands. Like Eric, she was totally naked. Helen ran to his table and fiddled with the controls. The steel restraints and metal band popped off. “You all right?” she asked.
Eric sat up, rubbing his head. “Swell, now that you’re here.” He tried to remember his manners and not look at her below her neck. Was it his imagination, or was she trying not to look at him, either?
Helen picked up a ray gun from one of the dead alien guards and handed it to Eric. “We need to move.”
“Any chance you know where they put our clothes?” Eric said with sarcasm.
“They incinerated them.”
Of course they did.
They cautiously stepped into the corridor. “What’s the plan?” Eric asked.
“They have our gunship stored in the hangar,” Helen said. We just need to get there.”
The next half an hour was a hair-raising blur. Looking back, Eric would never be sure if it was the rush of escape or lingering effects of the torture device. All he could recall was that they’d fought their way through the bowels of the Zeg ship. He recalled Helen living up to her reputation as the best markswoman from Venus. Eric knew he had fought hard, not for his escape, but for Helen’s. If only one would make it, it would be her.
Eventually, they reached the hangar where the gunship was waiting. Eric took the helm while Helen plotted a course…as they sped into space everything went black…
Eric came to on a patch of blue-green grass. They were in a breathtaking alien jungle of blue-green trees. The gunship was a few hundred feet away in a smoldering ruin. Helen crouched over him with concern in her eyes. “Easy! Easy.”
“What…happened?” Eric’s mind felt like goo.
“The Zeg shot us down. We crashed on…whatever planet they were orbiting.” She gestured to the green landscape before them. “It’s Earth-norm. Zeg can’t be exposed to a planet under a G-type star. We’re safe.”
Eric could scarcely believe it. “Thank you for getting me out of there.” He meant it with every fiber of his being. “They did things to me…” With a gasp he snapped his hands over his penis, blushing redder than an apple.
Helen shrank back, covering her breasts. They stared at each other for an uncertain moment.
“This is ridiculous,” Helen said. “We’ve seen each other. No point in hiding it.” She lowered her arms. Her breasts, round like moons, were so beautiful.
Cautiously, Eric exposed his penis. His size had always been slightly below average, or so he’d been told. But Helen did not seem revolted by it, as he feared women would be. In fact, she stared with laser focus.
Abruptly the officer broke her gaze. “Sorry. They…those monsters had me hooked up like you. I was in these…weird sexual fantasies…” She shivered.
“Were they bad?” Eric asked.
Helen shrugged. “They were really good. Nothing violent or frightening. But…”. She looked into Eric’s eyes; fearful yet trusting. “They-they never let me cum. As soon as we moved past foreplay, it would end. It was so…so goddamn frustrating.” She blinked, as if surprised she was telling him all this.
Eric found himself shocked, then furious. He wanted to blow up the Zeg planet for putting Helen through the same torture as him.
“They did the same thing to me,” Eric said. “With women, I mean.” He’d never imagined having a sexual conversation with a woman he hadn’t dated yet, but after all they’d been through. “I never knew I could be so desperately in need of…”
Something came over them both. Helen’s blue eyes met Eric’s brown eyes as if magnetized. They were fellow officers who supported each other on the job, friends who met up with their mutual group for drinks or movie nights. Now they had both suffered the same torment, an aching of the flesh…but more than that. The ache had brought out a deep desire to be with someone, to care for someone.
They’d just escaped danger. They were both horny as hell. And they were alone on an entire planet, an alien Eden…
The urge to mate took over.
In an instant they were tangled in each other’s arms. Eric gently pushed Helen down onto the soft grass. They pressed their lips together and enjoyed the feel of one-another’s bodies against each other, the quickness of each-other’s breathing. Eric wanted to slide inside her vagina right then, but he did not. He would not until he cared for the woman he loved first.
“You saved me,” Eric whispered. “Let me thank you…”
He spread her legs and probed her wet pouch with his fingers. Helen laid back, eager to feel her own release. It didn’t take Eric long to find where he could make her moan the most. Stroking her left breast with one hand and her clit with the other, he half-spooned her and could only watch her face as she groaned and shrieked.
It felt like this went on for hours. At last, Helen’s moans jumped in pitch as she climaxed. She arced her back as the jungle echoed with her cries. “Ahhh-AH, FUCK!” As the finale subsided, Helen moaned softly, a peace falling over her. “Finally,” she whispered. Tears were pooling in her eyes. She reached for Eric and squeezed his arm.
Eric was relieved to see Helen free of her agony. He kissed her neck and stroked her breasts.
“Do you want me to?” he asked.
“Yes,” she said with longing. “Please. Be in me.”
Eric climbed on top of her and looked into Helen’s eyes. “Be in me,” she said. “Be mine.”
Oh, how Eric had wanted to hear those words! Slowly, Eric eased his penis inside her. This time, he did feel it. He felt himself push into her warm deepness with every thrust. It was maddening. It was wholesome. It felt so right to mate in the wilderness like humans did in ancient times, to be inside someone who had risked her life for him, who he had risked for in return.
Eric grunted as he thrusted harder, gently cupping his hands around her face.
“I’m yours,” he said between gasps.
“And I’m yours,” she said back.
He kissed her neck, her cheek, her ears. Lovingly he collapsed over her, hugging her, crushing himself as close to her as he could. Now the jungle was alive with both of their moans. Helen came a second time, shuddering beneath him as if it would break from her body. “AGAIN! YAAA!”
The heat between Eric’s legs grew. Instinctively he thrusted faster. It was as if there was no other universe but the feeling of their bodies together. And then finally—
“AAAH! MY GOD! OH!” His penis practically exploded. His whole body was overcome with waves of ecstasy. As he thrusted and groaned in release, Eric held Helen close. He wondered if letting her go in that moment would kill him.
Slowly, the pleasure ebbed. They both became still, breathing softly. The sounds of the jungle called out around them, as if welcoming them home.
At long last, the release so denied to him had come. Eric felt weak and strengthened all at once, rejuvenated.
When they recovered, they drank in each other’s eyes, and found the need for more intimacy, more closeness in body and soul. So, they began again. They sought orgasm with Helen on top, in doggy style, sitting face-to face. They burned off the desire that the torturous Zeg had pulled them through until exhaustion took them and they fell asleep.
There was a war raging in space. They were stranded on an uncharted planet. But for now, they could at least be together. pulled her close. The feeling of their warm bodies together made him shudder with breath. She fondled his testicles just the way he liked it. He lowered her onto the bed and climbed on top of her, eagerly sliding his penis inside her…
He felt nothing.
Confusion gripped him. How could he be inside her and feel nothing at all?
Suddenly the vision vanished. Eric screamed as his skull burned.
He awoke on the metallic table once again. Pulling against the steel restraints, Eric’s naked body writhed in agony. A metal band was strapped to his head, connected by long glowing wires to some machinery behind him. His heart pounded, his body overstimulated. His swollen penis jolted in a painful erection plateaued before climax.
The alien stepped out from the shadows. Its ash-pale skin was covered in warts, and its three eyes each blinked out of turn. Its fanged mouth twisted into a smile.
It all came back to Eric. He was a lieutenant in the Space Force. Earth was at war with the Zeg. He’d been captured on a scouting mission, and the Zeg were tormenting him. This was the sixth time he had been faced with a simulated woman, led to the edge of sex and then denied.
“Enjoying yourself?” the Zeg purred.
“Goddamn you!” Eric shouted. He roared like an animal as he pulled harder on the restraints. “What are you doing to me?!”
The Zeg officer circled the table in no hurry at all. “I must admit, fighting humans had proven to be challenging for the Zeg. You humans are innovative, cunning, tenacious, and adaptable. You fight hard for yourselves, and harder for those you care about.”
Eric twisted his body, gritting his teeth. It was no use. He hated being so utterly exposed, in every sense of the word.
“But then,” the Zeg continued, “we discovered that humans have a powerful drive for sexual intercourse. Not only is this how humans reproduce, but it is also a physical and psychological outlet for pleasure and intimacy. Across sexual orientations and identities, most of you yearn to be inside the flesh of another.” The Zeg’s smile deepened in wickedness. “So, we weaponized your own sex drive. The device you are strapped to will give you the most erotic, lifelike sexual visions you can imagine. But you will never be permitted to reach your climax. Ever.”
That last word “ever” echoed in Eric’s mind. The Space Force academy had trained him to resist various forms of physical and psychological torture…but hyper-realistic sexual simulations were something his instructors had missed. He felt as if he’d been subjected to ten years’ worth of celibacy in six hours. His body screamed for the deep pleasure of orgasm, and the denial induced a pain like no other. Eric was literally dying for sex. Even the chance to jerk off would be a mercy, if he only could. His penis pointed to the ceiling for all the Zeg to see, throbbing in shameful agony.
“We will relieve your pain,” the Zeg promised. “In fact, we can give you experiences that would satiate even the most amorous human. All you must do is give us all you know about your fleet’s flagship.”
For an instant, Eric forgot his torment. His own sexual needs could never come before the fate of humanity. “Never,” he snarled.
The Zeg frowned. “Then we will begin again.” It stepped back into the shadows.
“No,” Eric moaned, “No, damn you!” But he already felt the world slipping once again…
All at once he was on a beach. Clear, Polynesian water lapped at his feet. Eric saw the woman laying on under an umbrella on a towel. This one was a brunette, her hair short in a bowl cut, and her skin was tan. She was wearing an orange bikini that begged to be taken off.
Eric stepped toward her, enchanted. No, no, no, this isn’t real!
She lifted her head and smiled. “I’ve been waiting for you,” she whispered.
Anxiously, Eric knelt on the towel and reached for her breasts. The woman pushed him back and pulled his shorts off. She grasped his hardening shaft and began to lick the tip. Eric’s lungs sucked and expelled air rapidly, the sensations dancing on the edge of his penis.
“Let him go!”
Eric froze. That had been another woman’s voice. Who…what?
There was a white flash.
Eric was back on the table. An alarm was blaring through the halls of the ship. The machine that had driven him to madness was sparking behind him. Three Zeg guards were lying dead on the grated floor. Form the doorway, a woman zapped a fourth Zeg with a smoking ray gun. Eric’s heart swelled with hope. Corporal Helen Shaw, his scouting partner and friend. And hopefully something more one day, he thought.
Helen stood with a smoking ray gun in her hands. Like Eric, she was totally naked. Helen ran to his table and fiddled with the controls. The steel restraints and metal band popped off. “You all right?” she asked.
Eric sat up, rubbing his head. “Swell, now that you’re here.” He tried to remember his manners and not look at her below her neck. Was it his imagination, or was she trying not to look at him, either?
Helen picked up a ray gun from one of the dead alien guards and handed it to Eric. “We need to move.”
“Any chance you know where they put our clothes?” Eric said with sarcasm.
“They incinerated them.”
Of course they did.
They cautiously stepped into the corridor. “What’s the plan?” Eric asked.
“They have our gunship stored in the hangar,” Helen said. We just need to get there.”
The next half an hour was a hair-raising blur. Looking back, Eric would never be sure if it was the rush of escape or lingering effects of the torture device. All he could recall was that they’d fought their way through the bowels of the Zeg ship. He recalled Helen living up to her reputation as the best markswoman from Venus. Eric knew he had fought hard, not for his escape, but for Helen’s. If only one would make it, it would be her.
Eventually, they reached the hangar where the gunship was waiting. Eric took the helm while Helen plotted a course…as they sped into space everything went black…
Eric came to on a patch of blue-green grass. They were in a breathtaking alien jungle of blue-green trees. The gunship was a few hundred feet away in a smoldering ruin. Helen crouched over him with concern in her eyes. “Easy! Easy.”
“What…happened?” Eric’s mind felt like goo.
“The Zeg shot us down. We crashed on…whatever planet they were orbiting.” She gestured to the green landscape before them. “It’s Earth-norm. Zeg can’t be exposed to a planet under a G-type star. We’re safe.”
Eric could scarcely believe it. “Thank you for getting me out of there.” He meant it with every fiber of his being. “They did things to me…” With a gasp he snapped his hands over his penis, blushing redder than an apple.
Helen shrank back, covering her breasts. They stared at each other for an uncertain moment.
“This is ridiculous,” Helen said. “We’ve seen each other. No point in hiding it.” She lowered her arms. Her breasts, round like moons, were so beautiful.
Cautiously, Eric exposed his penis. His size had always been slightly below average, or so he’d been told. But Helen did not seem revolted by it, as he feared women would be. In fact, she stared with laser focus.
Abruptly the officer broke her gaze. “Sorry. They…those monsters had me hooked up like you. I was in these…weird sexual fantasies…” She shivered.
“Were they bad?” Eric asked.
Helen shrugged. “They were really good. Nothing violent or frightening. But…”. She looked into Eric’s eyes; fearful yet trusting. “They-they never let me cum. As soon as we moved past foreplay, it would end. It was so…so goddamn frustrating.” She blinked, as if surprised she was telling him all this.
Eric found himself shocked, then furious. He wanted to blow up the Zeg planet for putting Helen through the same torture as him.
“They did the same thing to me,” Eric said. “With women, I mean.” He’d never imagined having a sexual conversation with a woman he hadn’t dated yet, but after all they’d been through. “I never knew I could be so desperately in need of…”
Something came over them both. Helen’s blue eyes met Eric’s brown eyes as if magnetized. They were fellow officers who supported each other on the job, friends who met up with their mutual group for drinks or movie nights. Now they had both suffered the same torment, an aching of the flesh…but more than that. The ache had brought out a deep desire to be with someone, to care for someone.
They’d just escaped danger. They were both horny as hell. And they were alone on an entire planet, an alien Eden…
The urge to mate took over.
In an instant they were tangled in each other’s arms. Eric gently pushed Helen down onto the soft grass. They pressed their lips together and enjoyed the feel of one-another’s bodies against each other, the quickness of each-other’s breathing. Eric wanted to slide inside her vagina right then, but he did not. He would not until he cared for the woman he loved first.
“You saved me,” Eric whispered. “Let me thank you…”
He spread her legs and probed her wet pouch with his fingers. Helen laid back, eager to feel her own release. It didn’t take Eric long to find where he could make her moan the most. Stroking her left breast with one hand and her clit with the other, he half-spooned her and could only watch her face as she groaned and shrieked.
It felt like this went on for hours. At last, Helen’s moans jumped in pitch as she climaxed. She arced her back as the jungle echoed with her cries. “Ahhh-AH, FUCK!” As the finale subsided, Helen moaned softly, a peace falling over her. “Finally,” she whispered. Tears were pooling in her eyes. She reached for Eric and squeezed his arm.
Eric was relieved to see Helen free of her agony. He kissed her neck and stroked her breasts.
“Do you want me to?” he asked.
“Yes,” she said with longing. “Please. Be in me.”
Eric climbed on top of her and looked into Helen’s eyes. “Be in me,” she said. “Be mine.”
Oh, how Eric had wanted to hear those words! Slowly, Eric eased his penis inside her. This time, he did feel it. He felt himself push into her warm deepness with every thrust. It was maddening. It was wholesome. It felt so right to mate in the wilderness like humans did in ancient times, to be inside someone who had risked her life for him, who he had risked for in return.
Eric grunted as he thrusted harder, gently cupping his hands around her face.
“I’m yours,” he said between gasps.
“And I’m yours,” she said back.
He kissed her neck, her cheek, her ears. Lovingly he collapsed over her, hugging her, crushing himself as close to her as he could. Now the jungle was alive with both of their moans. Helen came a second time, shuddering beneath him as if it would break from her body. “AGAIN! YAAA!”
The heat between Eric’s legs grew. Instinctively he thrusted faster. It was as if there was no other universe but the feeling of their bodies together. And then finally—
“AAAH! MY GOD! OH!” His penis practically exploded. His whole body was overcome with waves of ecstasy. As he thrusted and groaned in release, Eric held Helen close. He wondered if letting her go in that moment would kill him.
Slowly, the pleasure ebbed. They both became still, breathing softly. The sounds of the jungle called out around them, as if welcoming them home.
At long last, the release so denied to him had come. Eric felt weak and strengthened all at once, rejuvenated.
When they recovered, they drank in each other’s eyes, and found the need for more intimacy, more closeness in body and soul. So, they began again. They sought orgasm with Helen on top, in doggy style, sitting face-to face. They burned off the desire that the torturous Zeg had pulled them through until exhaustion took them and they fell asleep.
There was a war raging in space. They were stranded on an uncharted planet. But for now, they could at least be together.
