Alien Probe (An Erotic Short Story) Read Online Free

though.”
    “You have a protocol on the probing thing?”
    “Yes.” He smiled and opened another panel on the wall bringing out a thick book.
    I flicked through the pages, shocked (and a little aroused), at the number of different positions and implements that were being placed in various peoples rears. One of them looked like a plastic bunny rabbit.
    “The ears wiggle,” said Smith. “It’s very popular.”
    I closed the book, knowing my cheeks were burning. “Oh my.”
    “But if you want, I could go into the forbidden closet. It has things for other parts. I only use them on very special people. Would you like to see them?”
    I did. Didn’t I?
     

Chapter 4 – Alien Invasion
     
    I rubbed my glasses on my t-shirt, and pushed them back up my nose, as I stared into Smith’s forbidden shelf. There were a few toys that you’d expect to see in an everyday adult store, although nothing overly shocking. I was disappointed. When he’d said this was the forbidden closet I’d pictured something far more salacious.
    I picked up an ordinary looking dildo that flopped over, flaccid and wrinkled. It looked like it hadn’t been used in years. I could see why. There was nothing enticing or erotic about it at all.
    I turned to Smith who shuddered. “Scary looking isn’t it. All pink. Pink! I don’t know why anyone would want something like that in themselves. But some people have, ahem, strange tastes.”
    “Has anyone ever used it?”
    “Well, no. I don’t show this closet to many people. I don’t want them to think I’m strange. That’s why you have to stick to protocol. Anus. Implements. Pleasure. It’s very simple.”
    I put the dildo back on the shelf and picked up a vibrating ring. “What does this do?”
    He held it up into the light. “Vibrates. You put it on your finger I think. Like a ring. I tried it once. It made my hand go numb.”
    For someone who knew a lot about anal probing, Smith knew nothing about regular adult toys. “I’m not sure it’s for your finger,” I said. “It’s a cock ring. You put it on your…” I looked down. Smith had no visible genitalia. No little alien penis. Nothing between his legs. I wondered how his species procreated.
    “Yes? Where do you put it?”
    “Human’s put it on their…things…their…penises.”
    “Oh,” he said. “Oh, I see.”
    “It helps them stay hard, I think. And the vibrations are supposed to hit the woman’s clitoris when he thrusts deeply inside her.”
    Smith wrinkled his brow. “What’s a clitoris?”
    Oh boy.
    I looked up at the clock and then back at Smith. “For someone who knows a lot about orgasm, and needs it for powering a ship, you don’t know much about it.”
    He looked offended. “I can make anyone climax,” he said. “You enjoyed yourself, didn’t you?”
    I blushed as I nodded. “Yes, but clitoral stimulation for a woman, can be, well, just as pleasurable.”
    “Show me,” he said. “Although I hardly think it would be worth changing protocol now.”
    I hesitated and looked over at the table. Well, there was no use being shy now. He’d already seen me naked, climaxing on his table, with weird stuff up my ass. What could a little biology lesson hurt between species?
     
    I took my clothes off and got up onto the table. The stainless steel was cold against my ass making me squirm a little.
    I spread my legs wide, and positioned myself so I could stay upright. I reached down between my legs and pulled my pussy lips apart at the top, revealing my small nub of pleasure.
    “See that little ball like piece of flesh? Well, that’s my clit. It’s full of nerve endings and even the tiniest touch can send shivers of delight through your whole body.”
    Smith leaned in closer, peering intently to where I was indicating. He looked up at me and blinked those big dark eyes at me. “Can I touch it?”
    I nodded.
    He reached one of his long spindly fingers toward me. The round bulbous pad on the end of his hand was