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Chapter 9 by Ward Master Ward Master

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The Unknown, Part 2.

The 5 drove out of the city headed west on I-80. 4 hours later they stopped for gas with the females staying in their cars. Greg made a quick pitstop and bought a large cappuccino and a couple of danishes. Back on I-80, Allison remained strangely silent. "Are you mad at me or something", asked Greg. "No", in a soft voice. "Then what is wrong, you have barely said 10 words to me in the last 4 hours", he said. "Is it what happened in the apartment", he continued. "No, it is not that", said Allison. "Then what is it Allison", he demanded. Allison began to cry oily back tears, "it's what I've become, at times I have no control over my body", she sobbed. Greg reached out and squeezed her hand, the wrong move on his part as a bolt of pure pleasure shot through his body taking his breath away. The same thing happened to Allison, her body demanded to be fucked. She unfastens her seatbelt, she scooted over to Greg, pressing her body against his parting encapsulating his right side. Suddenly the 2 became 1, each feeling what the other was feeling and thinking. Greg was in awe every time Allison had merged with him. He could feel Allison's need to be fucked but knew they could not do it on the interstate. Feeling what he was thinking, Allison suppressed her need, saying "I understand Greg, I really do". "You don't know how much I want you Allison", he said. "I've always had a crush on you but never acred on it because I knew you would say no", he continued. "How can you be so sure I would say no Greg", she retorted. "I just felt you would", he said. "MEN", she answered. Nearing sunrise, they stopped on the edge of the highway with Greg walking to the other 2 cars saying they needed to stop because of daylight coming. They pulled off the interstate, they found a small motel. Even though the"No Vacancy" sign was showing, Greg knocked on the door. It was answered by a very sleepy middle-aged man. "You can't fucking read or something", he growled. "Yeah, I can read but I'm willing to pay double for 3 rooms", retorted Greg. The man suddenly became all business. Laying out cash for the 3 rooms, Greg signed everyone in using fake names for the females. Picking up the keys, Greg returned to his car. The other 2 cars followed him to the end of the motel. The end was in shallows which rendered the females almost invisible. Quickly exiting their cars, they quickly were in the rooms. Sarah, Madison, and Becky in one, Allison and Greg in the other. The 3 females merged finding great comfort in their merging. Greg collapsed on the bed not even undressing he was so tired. Allison crawled onto the bed and undressed Greg. Holding her arms out to him, Greg pulled her to him as she engulfed all of his body except for his head. Her body drained off his exhaustion and his cock came to attention.

Seeing his erection, Allison's needs took over. She straddled Greg and lower her pussy quickly swallowing his stiff, thick cock. Her world exploded in wonderful sessions engulfing her alien body in sessions she could only dream of if she still were human. Allison picked up her pace, she wanted more, she wanted to push her alien body to its limits. Her body became a blur as she moved so fast Greg couldn't truly see her alien form. But he sure in the Hell could feel his lust and need for Allison. Her oily skin and vaginal fluids drove him out of his mind in his need for her. His emotional feelings for her were changing to love. He desired to become part of her life and of the child they had created. He wanted her more than he had wanted anything before in his life. Greg knew in his heart, it was love, not her oily fluids that were causing these feelings. Allison continued to ride Greg until their worlds exploded. Their minds went blank for a second, then exploded in a Malstrom of pleasure. It seemed each time they experienced an orgasm together, it was more powerful than the previous. Their bodies went catatonic their spines arched at unbelievable angles. and not breathing. They remained like this for over 60 seconds, then with a sigh, they collapsed out cold.

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