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Flicker
by Kage (address withheld)

***

An invasion like no other. Alien life finally arrives 
but not in a form we ever expected. Fortunately for 
some, it leads to some very interesting changes in the 
female kind. (FFM, v, sci-fi, beast, ws)

***

I woke as the sun light peeked through the blinds above 
us, I could hear her breathing next to me. Smiling I 
reached under the covers and lightly touched her bare 
hip. Her breathing changed only slightly. I was 
surprised to feel a morning hard but I chalked it up to 
the three cans of New Red Bull called In-her-gee that 
I'd had last night. It was said to keep a guy going 
like Viagra. I supposed that it sufficed for three 
rounds last night and apparently was still kicking in. 

As I thought over the situation I realized that the 
morning hard wasn't really anything special. Actually I 
really just needed to take a leak, plus after last 
night's anal activities my johnson was more then a 
little sore. Maybe if I just eased my way out of the 
bed and to bathroom she wouldn't notice.

"Umm, .put it in again... please," I heard her whisper. 
I think she was still 90% sleep but if I moved she'd 
wake up for certain. I laid as still as a crook trying 
to hide from a police chopper. "Pleeease... I need it!" 
She moved her smooth, round, ass cheeks into my crotch. 
With her right hand she pulled her ass cheek open for 
me. I imagined the pink hole puckering like a fish's 
mouth. Shit. 

"K, just let me go take a piss real quick and I'll be 
right back... kay?"

I felt her small, warm hand grab my cock and pull the 
head to her ass. It bumped a cheek and I heard her 
grunt in frustration. I guess I could've helped but 
until you've been relegated to little more then a 
walking, talking, flesh bottle you wouldn't understand. 
Again, my over-thinking the situation had a negative 
effect on J-willy aka my cock. It began to shrink a bit 
in her grasp. Thanks buddy. 

It's times like these that make you understand why it's 
a dog that's man's best friend and not his own dick. 
Her voice was beginning to get the familiar rasp of a 
juice addict. I hated that. It was the reminder that 
just like the others before her it wasn't me she 
wanted. It was my cum and nothing more. No biggie, I 
was here to make money, not to make love. 

"Nooo, I need some...just a little, I'll be good, I 
promise baby..." Thinking that if I was able to get out 
of the bed I'd make a break for my clothes, make 
certain my wallet was still full, and then take my 
chances in the street. I was only a four or five blocks 
from home. I whispered softly in her ear "Let me go pee 
and get another drink and I'll take care of you, 
Sally."

"It's Sherri...no, don't worry... I'll help... I 
will..."

She turned and for a brief moment I caught a glimpse of 
her face, eyes still closed - I wondered what color 
they were, she was pretty, a little pale, and sallow, 
but that seems to be the norm now-a-days. Her lips were 
full, pinkish red, without lipstick, hair three shades 
of blonde. I felt her tongue on my chest then my gut, 
stopping at my belly button flicking into my dent like 
a broke guy checking a change dispenser for loose 
coins. 

I guess cum gets stuck there now and then but I know 
the deposits I left in her last night didn't stray that 
far. Next came the warm, wetness of her mouth 
enveloping my semi-hard cock. She didn't bob or give it 
a deep draw, she simply let it lay on her tongue 
waiting. I lay still wondering what was next, still 
thinking about my get-away. Pants... see 'em, check, 
shoes... there's one... can't see the other one - fuck, 
shirt, check. I felt her hand press just under my belly 
button. That was different. Didn't do much to get me 
harder but it did make me have to go worse. "Shirley... 
um... Sherri... I really gotta go, I'm serious, if you 
keep that up you're gonna get something other then cum 
to drink this morning." 

She pressed harder. "Oh... I get it. Good grief. First 
cum addicts, now this... okay, whatever... Grandma used 
to say that when life gives you lemons you make... This 
could be messy but whatever. You'd think you'd just be 
able to let go, but again, until you've tried it, 
believe me, the first time ain't easy. I closed my 
eyes, relaxed and imagined that I was standing at a 
stall at a Yankees game. Hey, you do what you do and 
let me do what I do."

I felt her suck gently and press again. That's all it 
took. I took a deep breathe then let it out...all out. 
I tried to keep it to a slow release but you already 
know we don't have much control in that area. I felt 
the pleasant urgent release of pressure and could hear 
her swallowing, humming, swallowing. Then a bit of pain 
as she squeezed my cock to slow the flow. 

I felt a bit of coolness as she pulled my dick from her 
mouth and took a deep breath. A moment later, swore I 
heard her giggle, then I was lost in the warmth again 
and flowing like a busted fire hydrant. I pulled the 
covers off to watch and was treated to the sight of the 
top of her head and my slight gut. I need to mix in a 
few sit-ups tomorrow. 

Leaning back a bit I brushed her hair aside. There's 
really few sights sweeter to a man then the sight of 
his cock enveloped by pink lips. She swallowed my 
stream like a frat boy doing a beer bong. I was truly 
amazed. I really wanted to pull out and see the stream 
go in like those videos on the net but she was focused. 
Almost crazed. I hadn't heard that urine had the same 
nourishing effect on chicks as cum but then again, TV 
hadn't been on in months and radios were hard to find. 
As the flow subsided she sucked harder, getting every 
precious drop.

"Ummm, de-lish. Did that help?" she asked, voice still 
a bit raspy but not as bad as earlier. "Yeah, thanks. 
Did it help you?" "Actually it did help a little...but 
not nearly enough." She slowly jacked me as she said 
this. Staring at J-Willy like my words were coming out 
of its hole.

"Brrrrp, scuse me..." she giggled. Piss belch. Not 
exactly sexy, but obviously she wasn't going to let me 
go that easy. Resigned to my duty, "K, so how do you 
want it this time?" "Ass... ass... in my ass!" 

It's strange, the effect of the space dust affected 
every female differently. Some got relief quicker 
anally, others, orally. Not too many seemed to find 
much satisfaction vaginally. I'd heard early on that 
the semen was absorbed quicker by the tongue, throat, 
stomach, and colon linings then the vaginal tract. 
Apparently some were worried about the world's 
population decreasing because of this but at these 
times that's really someone else's problem. 

"K, turn..." She was on her knees and elbows before I 
could say over. Her grasp on my wrist was as tight as a 
weight lifter and I bet she didn't weigh more then 110 
wet. These cum-heads develop uncanny strength when they 
get close to juice. Not wanting to get my balls ripped 
off and eaten I assumed the missionary position and 
aimed my pole at the wet, puckering brown and pink hole 
of her ass. I wondered if the wetness had come from her 
cunt or from sweat. 

As I pressed into her, I heard her sigh, "yess... oh, 
ow, yesss... deeper... OW! Keep pushing... yes... 
gimme!!"

I slyly flicked my fingers at her cunt and clit to test 
the waters there. In earlier days these moves would've 
gained me a slightly higher status in my partner's eyes 
but now, those skills were wasted. Oh well. Dry. Her 
ass was wet but her cunt was dry. 

My 7-inches of, muscle, meat, vein, and skin slid in 
and out smoothly. She buried her head in the pillows 
and pushed back against me. She was mid level tight, 
and it still hurt a bit but fortunately she'd done this 
more then a few times before so I switched my body to 
auto pilot and worked the butter churner as best I 
could. Damn, her fucking ass wets up like a pussy. 
What's next for this world? I wondered. Yeah, I think 
too much. 25 minutes later I was back on the streets, 
keeping to the shadows, watching out for crazed cum-
heads on the prowl for man juice, and $500 richer. 

How in the hell did we get here? It was six months ago 
when life was plugging along as always, Obama was up 
for impeachment for boinking the VP's wife, but what 
the hell. It was his second term, the budget was 
balanced and we had just about pulled out of Iraq. 
Unfortunately, balancing the budget meant massive cuts 
in the space program. Maybe if we'd spent a few dollars 
there we may have noticed the half Pluto sized comet 
that skirted past Mars dragging this special "dust" 
behind it. I blame Bush. Both of 'em. 

Anyway, as I understand it, as the rock passed Earth's 
gravitational flow some of the dust got sucked in, bent 
the rays of the sun, and made it appear to flicker like 
a bad light bulb. Talk about freaking everyone out. All 
hell broke loose. The dim witted scientist had no idea 
what had occurred the religious freaks claimed, of 
course, that it was the end of the world and all of our 
rapture was upon us. Yeah, if it was then God must've 
gave us all the finger because he didn't take anyone. 
Haha. Of course everyone blamed O'Bama, especially 
Biden. Go figure. So in the midst of all this the 
government was basically useless - as usual. 

It took a couple of weeks before females who had 
reached puberty began acting odd. They were literally 
dieing for cum. They needed it like heroin times 10. 
The doc's tried everything but nothing other then fresh 
cum straight from a cock sufficed. The back and forth 
rubbing, the entire act of either oral or anal sex set 
neurons off in their heads and opened new "pores" in 
their bodies that drank up the sperm. 

The "high" lasted about 48 hours at first, but now I 
guess most guys had been pretty well drained and the 
"thirst" was getting stronger so for some 4 hours per 
tablespoon was asking a lot. Frozen sperm, that had 
been thawed didn't work on it's own but it was assumed 
that if you had a dildo and a bag of the stuff near by 
that a woman might be able to pull it of, but good luck 
with all that. There were enough of us sperm bags 
walking around to satisfy their needs. 

Obviously this was heaven sent for most guys for about 
two weeks. Husbands took dutifully took care of their 
wives, girls with boyfriends had their fix at hand. I 
was told that dad's with daughter's would put a sheet 
over themselves and then let their wives get them to 
the point of busting a nut then the wife would have the 
kid drink up. I hadn't seen it but I suppose it 
could've happened. Not certain what I would've done in 
their place. Probably the same. Maybe worse. 

Unfortunately, single women, older widows, and 
unattached girls were in bad shape. Talk about a 
pedophile's dream. 12 year olds used to show up selling 
Girl Scout cookies now those without dads, boyfriends, 
or brothers handy would show up at the neighbor's door 
begging for donations of cum juice down their throats 
or up their asses. Of course if neighbor "Bob" had a 
wife or girlfriend they weren't about to share their 
supply with "little Lucy". Yeah, being single I gave my 
share of donations. Hey, it was for a good cause. 

One month of this shit is all it took for a sane world 
to crumble to damn near prehistoric levels. Major 
corporations shut down as guys couldn't leave the 
house. Either to make certain the wife and daughter 
weren't prowling the alleys and bus stations for their 
fixes or because the wives wouldn't take the chance of 
hubby donating his precious juice to that bitch 
secretary. 

Single guys were able to keep things running for about 
a month but after that all bets were off. One by one, 
stores closed, TV stations went off the air, and radio 
stations went next. Somehow electricity kept working in 
a few areas. I guess there were guys who dodged the 
cum-heads for the good of the whole. I'd even heard of 
a few guys trying to castrate themselves to avoid an 
over eager partner's "passion". What a bunch of idiots.

As for me, like most single guys I decided to make the 
best of it. I went from telemarketer and part time 
computer repair guy to Joe the Gigolo. I'm not the only 
one of course. Most guys are waiting for a miracle to 
save us (sort of). Others, like myself were doing what 
we've done since the dawn of time. Adapt, day by day. 
Most women don't like to fight for their dick so it's 
easy to simply find a safe spot, make eyes, listen to 
the offer and either go with them to a nearby alley for 
a quick $50 or to their pad for more. 

I prefer the house or apartment since most still can 
cook a bit and the last restaurant in this city closed 
it's doors weeks ago. At this point even taking cash is 
a bit pointless as there's no where to really spend it, 
but we're all expecting this shit to pass and things to 
return to normal so you want to have as much cash 
stashed as possible when, well if that day ever comes. 

How's your town and the rest of the world making out? 
Hell if I know, I'm just giving you the goods as I know 
them in my city. Before the last station went off the 
air last month it was said that the middle east had 
basically blown itself off the map as some of the 
radicals took this as some sort of chemical warfare 
against their women by Afghanistan and tried to set 
some half ass nukes off which ended up blowing up a 
quarter of their own country. 

Nevertheless, the intent was there and that begat a 
volley of nukes. Fortunately, none of those idiots had 
any long range missiles so North and South America were 
spared...sort of. Can't say the same for much of Europe 
and Asia. The nukes set off massive earthquakes and 
tsunamis. They say that Africa was spared so most are 
going there for safety. Talk about a 360. As far as the 
our side of the little blue planet, an out-brake of 
aids in South America had ravaged all of Braziland the 
surrounding countries as well as half of Mexico. 
Obviously travel was cut off early on but who knows 
now. I'll worry about that later.

So what caused this shit to happen? Good question. A 
French scientist figured it out after an autopsy of a 
dead chick's throat immediately after she passed. He 
found that those cum hungry "pores" were actually 
spores. Spores of something not of this planet. So all 
this time we were expecting little green dudes with big 
heads like Sam Cassell (he was a basketball player) and 
they show up as dust. Go figure. 

Turning down the street towards my place I hear a dog 
bark then whine. I look back, safe. No one following. I 
can see my two bedroom place from here, three houses 
down. Within running distance~ I hope. I'd been 
thinking that having a dog might be a good idea. Kinda 
like that Will Smith movie. I move to the fence where I 
heard the dog's bark. I can still hear a low whine. I 
step behind a bush and up on a small cinder block to 
peak over. Now I've seen it all. An overweight chick in 
a sundress was down on all fours going down on a light 
brown collie that was lying, one leg up, next to its 
dog house. 

"Oh, please...aahh...Rexy... I need your juice... I'll 
give you a big bone... mmm... mmmm... mmm... give 
mommy... aaah... what she needs again... mmmm... 
mmmm... mmmmm." I looked at the dog, its tongue hanging 
out, tail slowly thumping, her head bobbing, and 
thought that I'd probably had the same look of 
resignation on my face an hour ago. 

I'm not into dogs or fat chicks but this first of a 
kind combination kinda did a little something for me. 
Stepping off the block I thought for a moment, do I 
have any juice left in my sac to even attempt to make a 
buck off of this chick? Is this too close to home? I 
don't need her fat ass on my porch every day... yeah, I 
know, thinking too much again. I checked my package. 
Yeah, still a little weight down there. Must be that 
last In-Her-Gee drink I'd knocked back on the way out 
of Cheryl's or whatever her name was' house. 

I went to the back yard gate and let myself in. I was 
about to tap her gently on the ass but paused to get a 
better look. She was so heated that she didn't even 
hear me a foot behind her. I could smell her sex. At 
least her twat still got wet. I hadn't had that in 
months. Damn, why'd she have to be fat? Oh well, I'd 
heard they have tight cunts. 

As I contemplated my next move Rex's eyes and ears 
perked up and he barked. "Yes, that's a good boy... 
yes... gimme... give mommy some cum... mmm... mmmm... 
mmmmm!"

The dog twisted away from her and ran at me. Shit! 
Hadn't thought of that. "No! Rexy!! NO!!" I turned to 
run from the mutt but the damn dog was too fast. He was 
on me, past me out of the gate, and down the street 
before I'd taken two steps. Muthafuck! The chunky chick 
moved past me as well but stopped at the gate watching 
Rex's tail wave good bye in the distance. 

I came out of my psycho sex cloud. "I'm really sorry, 
ma'am... I heard the dog whine... and thought it might 
be... um hurt... um... yeah... I'll see if I can catch 
him for you. 

"No, he's free... let him go... but... aah... you 
know... you know... I can't believe you just saw me... 
saw me doing a dog... I'm sorry... I know it's wrong... 
but I was so thirsty... I'm alone... my husband left 
last month with his... his slutty sister... I'm 
sorry... I-I still... I can... pay you..." 

"Um, well, since I cost you your dog... the least I can 
do is... well, you know." 

Her cherub face lit up. I bet she was cute a long and 
100 pounds ago. She kinda reminded me of a young Mrs. 
Santa. Red cheeks, pink lips. "Can we go inside, or 
would you rather I lie down, haha!" 

She just kind of looked at me. "I'm joking, really, the 
world's pretty f'd up right now, I'm not judgin' you... 
really." A single tear rolled down her cheek. 

"C'mon," I said as I took her warm hand in mine and 
entered her house through the sliding patio door. She 
slid the glass door behind us and locked it. She gazed 
out to the yard for a moment before closing the 
curtains. "I'll leave the gate open, in case he comes 
back. I didn't mean to hurt him. They always 
leave...all I wanted...I gave him all I had. He ate 
steak, I ate...I ate... With that she broke down 
sobbing in my arms. 

Okay, awkward... sad... but... awkward... Damn! Why 
didn't I just go home? I rubbed her back and looked at 
the fireplace mantel behind her. The pictures were all 
turned around. As I let her sobbing subside and tried 
to pull away slowly. 

"How about I come back later tonight and we eat and 
talk for a bit... k... I'll be back promise." 

Her eyes wide, voice slightly raspy "No! Please no... 
I'll be good. I won't hurt you, I can... I can... I can 
deep-throat really good... it won't take long... 
please..." 

Two more tears, one from each blue eye rolled over her 
cheeks and into the corners of her mouth. I stood still 
for a moment, saying nothing. Her eyes never left mine 
as she went to her knees. She unzipped my pants, I 
heard her intake of breath. 

"Ummm...yes...God yes..." 

Like a kid playing the hand slap game her hand shot 
into my crotch, grabbing my cock and in a moment five, 
six, seven inches, hair was between her lips. I felt 
her tongue twisting, pulling, licking, drawing. Damn, 
she is good. Her hands were on my ass pulling me 
closer, pushing me out an inch or two forcing me back. 
I could feel the tightness of her throat, the warmth of 
her tongue. 

I stood still, this woman face fucking herself with my 
cock. I felt a bit sick in the head wondering if the 
dust from space was really the devil bringing us all to 
our knees. Screw that, that's thinking too much. This 
is what it is. Enjoy it. She pulled off for a moment. 
"You must've ass fucked someone earlier. I can taste 
it, smell it still on you." She pulled me back into her 
mouth slowly. Sucking, savoring... "Yeah, um... sorry 
'bout that, I should've washed... I... um sorry." 

She pulled off, a long strand of pre-cum mixed with 
saliva still attaching us like a freakish high wire 
act. "I know it's sick, but I like it. It tastes sweet. 
Please cum for me. Mmmm" I placed my hands on both 
sides of her head, wishing for a moment I was slightly 
larger, found the right angle and pressure in her mouth 
and throat and sawed my cock into her face for all I 
was worth. She let her hands fall to her side as I used 
her head like a deep snapper on crack. Ten, twelve, 
fifteen pumps. 

I lost count at twenty seven. I felt that familiar 
tightening of the nuts, tingle of the cock, and then 
finally the rush of expelling my seed. At the first 
spurt her hands came back up to my ass locking me in to 
her. She milked me, drained me, emptied me completely. 

"Mmm, thank you kind sir. Thank you." 

"Yeah, no problem. Can I use your restroom for a sec?" 

Getting up slowly (and I think a bit painfully) she 
straightened her dress, rubbed her neck a bit and said 
"Of course...first door to your right." As I stepped 
into the bathroom I lifted the seat, paused before 
pissing and thought about this morning. A small smile 
looked back at me from the mirror above the sink. "Hey, 
Miss... can you come in here for a sec?"

If it's going to be a crazy world... who am I to 
question it?

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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