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sample alien rape "alienrape" story: Whether her principles will, in the end, withstand
her passions is the question which we will hope to see
answered, as we follow the awakening of Louise.
Louise's thoughts now turned to a more perplexing problem:
why had she thought of Andrew Manchester just as she was
climaxing? She still felt the same revulsion to him that
she'd always felt, although, if she was being totally honest
with herself (and that was just what she intended to be),
there was a way in which his confidence and self-assurance
was rather sexy. The idea of strong arms and assured kisses
were potent images to her inexperienced imagination, and
coincided with what she was sure her ideal man would possess.
Louise also had the self-understanding to realise that
subtly, underneath her fury at his approach, she had been
more than a little flattered that a hunk that many girls in
her class were drooling over was making such a public play
for her. Louise played the image she had conjured up earlier
of Andrew's kisses over again in her mind. That he would be
able to tap that self-confidence of his in his kisses to turn
his girl to jelly, Louise had no doubt. She could imagine
what it must be like to be held upright by his strong arms,
while his drugged kisses made her utterly weak, and dependent
upon his strength.
The slide from introspective questioning to fantasising was
gradual one, and Louise was never conscious of the change.
Nevertheless, this didn't stop the fantasies from heating her
up in a way she had only experienced for the first time this
evening. Louise didn't identify the throb of her clitoris or
the ach of her nipples as the cause of her sudden hotness,
she only knew that she felt an urge to peel off her
night-dress. This she did in one fluid movement: sitting up,
pulling it over her, and discarding it on the floor with
grace. She felt sinful, delicious, and playful, all at once,
as the sheets slid over her body as she moved down the bed
again. The rubbing of the sheets over her naked breasts was
arousing. Her nipples stood-up to ensure that they got more
than their fair-share of any caresses going.
Once settled, Louise returned to her fantasy, the energy
sapping kisses of Andrew. She remembered that he'd promised
her "heaven" behind the Sports Hall, only now, rather than
concentrating on the insult, she concentrated on what it
might mean. Andrew leaning her back against the Sports Hall
wall, freeing a hand that had been supporting her, so that he
could cup one of her breasts. As she lay in bed, Louise
cupped her left breast, emulating the feel of Andrew's hand.
In real-life, as in her fantasy, this brought a murmur of
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