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Caught in the Web

By: Frankly



Frank rang the doorbell at exactly 8 PM. He was not a man that was late or unprepared for nearly any situation and pushing that bell was the culmination of two months of planning and preparation. While he waited for an answer his mind allowed a few extraneous bits of doubt to surface. Was there anything that he had overlooked? He was sure of himself, how about her? He was about to confront a woman he had never seen before but felt he knew intimately. 

They had never met in person before. All their communication had been by Internet and telephone. Frank was cruising through sexual cyberspace one night in search of a deeply meaningful and mutually satisfying relationship with a horny girl, for the next ten minutes. He had done that several times before, found a hot chic, chatted for a few minutes about wild, unimaginably torrid sex, then evaporated into the ether. Sometimes he was relieved of sexual tension, sometimes not. The girls always achieved total and complete satisfaction...at least every one always said so, and they had, after all, put it in writing! 

One night he started chatting with a girl who seemed much more relaxed and upbeat than the ones he had run into before. He could detect not the slightest hint of inhibition, she was articulate about what she liked, and the more he chatted with her the more he became aware that he had found a kindred soul. She was a very special lady. 

After a session lasting considerably longer than usual, they began corresponding by e-mail and revealing the desires and needs each usually kept well buried by strong super egos. Before too many days they had exchanged phone numbers and each was able to hear the other say, out loud, what they wanted to do to and for each other. 

Now, as he stood waiting for her to answer the door, his heart beat faster and faster in anticipation of a truly wonderful experience. 

The door opened and there before him was an extremely attractive woman in a maroon turtleneck, black pants, a fine gold chain around her neck, diamond earrings, short, curly blonde hair, and eyes that sparkled so much they might be on fire. The first thought that raced through his mind was that what he had heard about love at first sight was absolutely true. He was enthralled with her beauty. She smiled and his heart pounded and he could feel an adrenaline rush course through his body. 

"Hi Jo, I'm Frank. It's wonderful to see you at last." 

"Hello, Frank!" she said, and opened her arms. They quickly embraced, he brought his head back so he could see her face and kissed her warmly, his tongue caressing hers. He had one hand on her back and with the other ran his fingers through her hair and pressed her head as close to him as he could. They hugged and kissed each other as passionately as though they had been lovers reunited after a long absence rather than two people who had just met. 

"Wow," said Frank. "This is wonderful. This is beyond my wildest dreams. Oh, God, I never expected this!"

Jo smiled and gave him quick hug and kiss on the cheek. "Would you like a drink? Some wine?" 

"I'd love some."

He followed her through the house to the kitchen where she got a bottle of wine out of the pantry. She handed him an opener while she got two glasses from a cabinet. 

He filled the two glasses, handed one to her and raised his glass to her in a toast, "Here's to a wonderful evening." 

"Let me show you around" she said, leading the way to a doorway leading to the basement. "I have turned the basement into a playroom and this is one of the first times I've had a chance to use it properly". They walked down a flight of stairs into a fairly large room with a low ceiling, thick carpet, and a fireplace. There was a low coffee table and leather couch in front of the fireplace, a gas log was blazing brightly making the room warm and cozy. There was a pair of chairs around a small table next to the wall, and no other furniture. 

"I thought we could start down here, then later, if we want, we can go back upstairs. I'd like to run up and change. It will only take me a minute. If you want to freshen up there is a bathroom at the other end." She turned and went up the stairs. 

Frank looked around a bit, and went into the bathroom for a few moments.

It was only a few minutes later when Jo reappeared in the basement. She was wearing a loose fitting black robe. 

"That didn't take long," said Frank.

"I couldn't wait. Are you ready?"

"Definitely!"

Once again they embraced, holding each other close, their tongues exploring each other's mouth. Frank ran his hands up and down Jo's back, pulling her close, and communicating his intense desire by pressing his thigh tightly between her legs. As he kissed her he let his hand brush lightly across her breast as he loosened the sash holding her robe closed. The robe came open, she was wearing a leather harness and a small leather thong. Between her gorgeous breasts was chrome-plated ring to which the leather straps attached. Her breasts were perfectly formed, firm, and her nipples were just beginning to be erect. 

"What do you think?" she asked.

"You are absolutely stunning, my dear" he said softly. 

They embraced once more, then Jo began to unbutton his shirt while he unbuttoned his cuffs and unbuckled his belt. She pulled his shirt off his shoulders and held his arms, still in the shirtsleeves, behind his back. She nibbled lightly on his nipple. Her tongue flicked across the tip of his nipple and she held it oh so gently in her teeth. He inhaled sharply, every moment of this new relationship was providing him with new pleasures. Her mouth lingered momentarily on his nipple then she pulled his shirt off his arms and flung the shirt aside. She kneeled in front of him and began to undo his pants, holding her face against his stomach. She ran her tongue over and in his navel. While trying to burrow her tongue into his navel she pulled his pants down. He was wearing string bikini briefs, and it was obvious he was greatly excited. His cock was beginning to stretch the briefs as it stiffened to her touch. 

She ran her tongue over the tip of his penis, wetting his briefs. She took his growing shaft between her teeth and moved her lower jaw from side to side, massaging it while turning her head from side to side. His cock began to throb with excitement. Her hands were behind him pulling his body towards her face, she slipped her fingers under the thin strings of the briefs and pulled them down. His fully erect cock sprang from confinement and she immediately took it in her mouth. 

Her tongue flickered around the tip and little by little she took more and more or it into her mouth until after a brief moment she was taking all of it down her throat. The tip of his cock was cushioned at one moment on her lips, the next moment it was touching the back of her throat. When it touched the back of her throat he could feel his anus contract and his cock throb. She continued to provide this most exquisite oral service until it seemed he would no longer be able to contain his orgasm. He could feel his load bulging within when she tapered off and brought him to a less feverish pitch. 

"We have to get you dressed up too" she said and got up. Taking him by the hand, she led him over to the coffee table and opened a small drawer in it. She took out a leather cock ring. She fastened a wide leather band around his scrotal sac at the base of his shaft. It was tight and she had difficulty getting the snaps closed. Once it was in place she took a thin leather strap and snapped it from one side of the first strap to the other. The thin strap separated his balls and again was very tight. Finally, there was a third strap that she fastened around the base of his cock, as tight as she could get it. Now that his cock was tightly harnessed it stood erect as never before, and she once more took it in her mouth and to the back of her throat. 

"I love your cock all harnessed up like this," she said. He pulled her to her feet and kissed her, holding his very erect cock between her legs, and ran a hand over her breast, pinching a nipple gently. He took both breasts in his hands and pinched both nipples, then knelt and pushed her breasts together so the nipples were almost next to each other and began to run his tongue over them. He lingered over these perfect breasts, gently nibbling on her nipples and when they began to be hard and erect the pursed his lips around them and bit them using his lips as a pad between her nipples and his teeth. 

Now it was his turn to let his tongue roam over her navel. She had an exquisite gold bar piercing the outer edges of her navel. He ran his tongue over the ball on one end, on the other end was a minutely detailed rose. He thought what a perfect design for someone as lovely as Jo. 

While he flicked his tongue over her navel rose he grasped the back of her thighs and ran his hands up and down her legs, eventually letting his fingers slip under the sides of her thong. He turned his head to the side and pressed his head hard against her stomach. With the thong straps between his first two fingers on each hand he raised his hands and brought her thong higher, make it tight between her legs and cheeks. With his face hard against her crotch and the thong cutting deeply into her he could smell her excitement and see the beginning of moisture seeping from underneath the thong. 

He could wait no longer. He pulled the sides of the thong down revealing a closely cropped, heart shaped tuft of hair around her moist pussy. It took him only a fraction of a second to bury his face between her legs and spread her lips so he could get his tongue between them. 

He stood up, gently walked her back to the couch and lowered her to the couch. He knelt before her and, with her buttocks on the edge of the couch and with her legs spread wide he parted her pussy lips with his fingers and let his tongue play across her clit. Her pleasure was palpable, and before too many moments she was moving her hips to meet his probing tongue. She grasped her breasts and ran her fingers over her nipples while his tongue brought forth more and more wetness. 

She was close to orgasm. He buried his face and tongue as deeply into her as he could, he now had two fingers in her pussy and was finger fucking her faster and faster. She began to moan. Her pussy kept getting wetter and wetter. As she began to cum her body went rigid and she thrust her hips towards him. She pinched her nipples as a wave of ecstasy flowed over her body. They remained locked together for the duration of her orgasm, when she relaxed a bit he picked her up and lay her gently on the floor. 

Immediately he turned so his cock was presented to her mouth and his face was once more buried between her legs. They each grabbed each other's butts, pulling themselves as close to each other as possible. His cock had never been harder, more erect, nor in greater throes of passion. She gushed wetness as never before. The moment they were locked in a 69 embrace she was well on her way to more orgasms. 

Almost simultaneously each slid a finger between the others cheeks, finding their tight asses and sticking the tip of their fingers inside. They rolled from side to side on the floor, working their fingers deeper into the other's ass. Each time Jo tried to push her finger into Frank's ass his asshole contracted and his cock throbbed. When he stuck his finger deeper into her ass she moaned in excitement, her breath coming in short fast pants. 

They lay locked together on the floor, their faces in each other's crotch, bounding across wave after exquisite wave of fiery passion. They held each other tightly, rocking from side to side then rolling over and over, first one on top, then the other. When Frank was on top he used the weight of his hips to force his cock deeply into Jo's mouth, so deeply the leather ring around the base of his cock pressed hard into her lips. With his arms around her body, one finger probing deeper and deeper into her tight ass, Frank pulled her body down, towards his face, forcing her ever so wet pussy closer and closer to him. 

By now their fingers were darting in and out of each other's asses and each entry produced a spasm of pleasure. Frank stuck his tongue as far into Jo's pussy as he could and hugged her tightly, his legs and body rigid, his finger deep into her ass, his cock pulsating in her mouth. He held her for a few moments, then relaxed and turned to face her. They embraced, kissed, and caught their breath. 

He helped her into a kneeling position; she put her head on the floor and raised her ass as high as she could. Frank retrieved a small chain from the coffee table and placed it next to them. Then he began to run his tongue over and into her pussy, then spreading her wetness up to her ass. His saliva was flowing and he pushed the tip of his tongue into her tight ass. While his tongue probed her ass he put the tips of his thumbs on the edge and slowly began to press against the resistance. Little by little he forced his thumbs into her ass, first one, then allowing her to relax a moment, then both. With both thumbs in her ass he knelt behind her and probed with the tip of his hard cock until it found her wet pussy. She rotated her hips so her pussy was easily assessable to his throbbing cock. Slowly at first, then more rapidly he began to thrust his cock into her, fucking her faster and harder. The harder and faster he fucked her wet pussy the wider he spread her ass. He thrust his cock as far into her pussy as he could and with a slight additional push he could feel her cervix with the tip of his cock. Jo moaned with pleasure at the sensation. 

He pulled his cock out of her pussy and grasped the shaft and rubbed it across Jo's wet ass. Slowly and deliberately he put the tip of his cock into her ass. He entered her with only the tip several times, allowing her time to relax and get used to having a cock in her ass. Little by little he slid his cock into her ass, as far as it would go. When it was completely inside her he stopped and waited. He could feel her fast shallow breathing slow as she began to relax. She took a deep breath. His cock was completely inside her now. While pushing hard against her to keep his cock in place, he hugged her waist, then caressed her breasts and nibbled on her ear lobe. His cock throbbed deep in her ass. 

Frank retrieved the small chain with a snap hook on each end. He snapped one end to a small ring on the leather strap on his cock ring that separated his balls. On the other end of the chain was a double snap ring, one end of which he fastened to the harness ring between Jo's breasts and the other end he fastened to a link in the chain so as to eliminate any slack. With his cock in her ass and his balls firmly attached to the ring in her harness, whenever he pulled his cock away from her ass the chain pulled on his balls, sending a wave of excruciating pleasure through his body. The chain was tight enough so that it was buried between her pussy lips and could rub across her clit. 

The tension on his balls seemed to make his cock even harder. When he pulled his cock back so that the tip was almost out of her hole the chain pulled on Jo's leather harness down in front. Frank hooked his finger in the ring on her back and when he quickly thrust his cock back into Jo, he simultaneously pulled hard on the ring. The tension on the ring was translated across her shoulders, through the harness and chain to his balls. He developed a rhythm of fucking her ass and pulling on the ring in her harness. He began fucking her faster and faster, his cock felt as though it were about to explode. She could feel his thick cock pounding her ass and the fullness of it made her gasp. The chain began to rub across her clit, sending throbbing waves of pleasure through to her very soul.

He paused in his pounding long enough to get a dildo from the drawer in the coffee table and handed it to Jo. She pushed the chain to one side and shoved the dildo deep into her pussy. He could feel the dildo against his cock. She moved it from side to side, rubbing it across the tip of his cock. She massaged his cock for a few minutes then shoved the dildo completely into her pussy. She arranged the chain so that it was across the end of the dildo and increased the tension by a couple of more links. Now each thrust of his cock in her ass provided an ultimate in pleasure; each time he pulled his cock out of her ass the tightening of the chain pushed the dildo deeper into her pussy, raked across her clit, and stretched his balls almost to the point of pain. He began to fuck her ass harder and harder, the tension on his balls and feeling the dildo on the tip of his cock sent him to heights of ecstasy he had never imagined before. 

The dildo in her pussy and the chain rubbing on her clit sent Jo skyward too. Her body began to throb as orgasm after orgasm rolled through her body, coursing from her ass, through her pussy to the tips of her nipples. She came and came and came, she was on fire with pleasure, and wished it could last forever. 

The pressure of such intense pleasure began to roil up from deep inside Frank. He was ready to cum! He reached in front of Jo and quickly unhooked the chain from her harness, pulled his cock out of her ass, and rolled her over on her back. He poised his cock above her face and began jacking himself off as hard as he could. Within a few seconds he began to cum, a huge wad of cum shot across Jo's face. She opened her mouth so successive spasms could land inside, then she took Frank's cock in her mouth and sucked every last drop of cum from it. 

Frank fell, exhausted, on the floor next to her. It was a long time before he was able to move or speak. Finally, they looked into each other's eyes and smiled. Jo rolled over next to him and put her head on his chest. He put his arm around her and gave her a very loving hug. He gently ran the back of his finger over her cheek and pressed his fingertip on her lips. She kissed his finger and snuggled closer. Both were satisfied that they had, indeed, met a kindred soul.

Caught In The Web



It was another boring day. Having just got back from job I only wanted to take a shower and cook a little something to eat later. I loved being alone sometimes and it was a perfect chance since my boyfriend was in a trip and I had a whole week to spend in solitude. Some say they hate loneliness but being always with someone can make one crazy. We all need some silence from time to time. So I grabbed the chance and decided to spend this week doing any crazy thing that would occur.

I had my shower, feeling the day's tiredness vanishing and my body becoming relaxed. What was next? I'd cook something light, since I was always obsessed with my body and shape. I never wanted to lose the lines I loved. A little narcissism is not that bad after all. I always thought I had a good body and loved seeing it, touching it and feeling hot and good. Not a thing to share but I guess it's just the truth and anybody would accept that loves it. Name one that doesn't touch him or herself and I will consider them liars.

After eating my salad and chicken, you know food for models as I usually say, I thought it would be perfect to drink some red wine. As I said, I would do anything to relax and have some good time, no matter what that would mean.

I served myself wine in a crystal glass and being a hater of television I decided to listen to some music, which happens to be my favorite hobby. What else could accompany me in this evening? Well, my laptop was a good solution. The web could make my time pass easily and well. I turned it on, connected and went to my favorite singles site which I hadn't used for sometime. The worst I could get tonight would be a hot discussion with someone I didn't know. Why not? Everybody does it and it was long ago since I did it.

I picked up a nickname and entered. The room for the 30plus singles was full of people like me looking for some delight, either in their loneliness or their desperation. It's sad but nowadays there is so much loneliness around us. People seem to be faking and that thought is really frightening. Well, I'm not like them but I have to amuse myself so here I am.

The moment I entered I already had some men "talking" to me. So natural....men always hit first. I like that...

It's the same old story of the hunter and the prey. Men hunt, women run and finally they're caught. Amusing, isn't it? Both men and women love this game since the beginning of existence. It's how we're made. It's our nature to act like this. Of course women seem to resist but that's a rule to the game. It makes it more interesting and it makes blood boil. Men on their side run behind women, chase them like a lion chases a deer and they get hotter by our resistance. An exciting and wonderful game one would agree.

Anyway, in this site there is a rule to have a photo next to the nickname, so I placed a picture of me, which I like a lot, and maybe this was why I received some invitations immediately. I checked the guys that contacted me and saw their ages were really close to mine which I consider an important factor. I never wanted to have a man ten years older or younger than me. Two or three years older or younger, was always my standard.

I should also add here that beautiful men were always my peak. I'm not a racist or whatever but who can resist a beautiful man and especially when he combines a gorgeous body, a cute yet mannish face and my own fetish....long hair.

It seems that I was lucky enough to see such a guy, at least as far as it concerns to face and hair, among the ones who had contacted me. He was 34 years old, having a fascinating face and hair that seemed to reach his shoulders. He was exactly what I had in mind and I was so lucky to trace him. Fortune was here and as it proved later, it would stay.

I sent him a reply, greeting him. This is a usual movement for beginning such a conversation. He replied me immediately and two minutes later we were talking in private.

After getting to know each other a little better, including some details about our lives, jobs, etc., the discussion started becoming hotter.

He was too sensual and sexual and his replies to what I was saying were rather teasing. He seemed to know what he wanted and of course I was too open by my side. I don't know why but this guy attracted me. It was his face, his looks, his way of putting words together when he replied, that switched on my imagination.

This imagination of mine, which was always one of my best given gifts, could work so easily. Just a word, a sound or an image could set it on fire. Well, it turned out that this guy had some good sparkles to start the fire.

By the very first moment after the typical lines were exchanged, he managed to make me feel a little hot. A desire that was growing higher as the discussion kept going on. He knew how to turn on a woman using raw phrases and making me feel like he was sitting next to me....or should I say above or below me? Well, this went on for more than an hour and we were getting more hornier.

Finally he started trying to persuade me that we should meet each other. He was trying so hard to make me decide and he almost begged me to go to his house. I was a little thoughtful about that, but the truth is that I was thinking seriously about it.

It was a little risky to go to a stranger's house in the middle of the night, considering that it was already past midnight, but after some thought I decided that it was either take it or leave it.

I was always a risky person and nothing had ever stopped me from doing what I had in my mind. There were lots of times when I had regretted what I did, but most of them I had to remember with a smile. I only hoped this risk would be on the smile's account. 

I wrote his address, exchanged our phone numbers to make it easier and promised to be there in an hour.

I started dressing and making up me. I wanted to be desirable and that was my priority now. I chose a black dress, with a huge décolletage, a black scarf and a pair of black high heeled shoes. Simplicity was always my best, so I didn't wear any jewelry, didn't need to. I put on my favorite scent and went out.

My car was the mean to take me to him. A little adventure never harmed anyone I guess...

His house proved to be closer than I thought. It only took me 30 minutes to get there, so I was right in time. I've never wanted to set up anyone, the same as I never wanted anyone setting up me. 

I was a little anxious about what I would face. I had made the thought that maybe the picture was false, or he may have been totally different from what he had showed but still I wanted to give it a try. Nothing would stop me.

I rung his doorbell and he told me that his house was on the last floor. I took the elevator and while I was on my way up to his apartment, I kept looking at the mirror to secure I was fine and nothing seemed strange on me. All was perfect and when I got up I saw he was already at his door waiting for me with a huge smile on his pretty face.

To be honest it was even better seeing him closer than what he looked in his picture. He was taller than me, even if I wore my high heeled shoes. He had a well shaped body from what I was allowed to see through his shirt and trousers. His hair was slightly longer than the picture and the color was black. His eyes on the other hand were blue, a contrast that made him irresistible. This was what I saw and believe me; sometimes Nature creates art when people are born.

Well, he invited me in, kissing me on the cheek as a welcoming gist. Coming close to kiss me I smelled his perfume which was so exciting. A real man like the ones I always had in my fantasies.

He offered me some wine, continuing what I was drinking at home, a detail he remembered from our conversation. He had a well decorated house, or at least a well decorated living room, combining modern furniture and some pieces of art on his walls. A really warm environment that was completed by the candles that burnt in all four corners. He had also put on music that fitted perfectly to the whole scene. I felt so good being there. I was confident that this night would be a dream.

He sat next to me in the couch and I could easily smell his delightful perfume that awakened my senses more. We talked a little about how easy it was to get there and about how crazy we were for doing this.

A moment later he put his arm around my shoulders making me feel warm. He looked me deep in the eyes spreading a wave all over me by his spells. Such a beautiful face he had...

He came closer and touched my lips with his, just a slight touch like asking me the permission to move. I still looked in his eyes waiting for the kiss. The next thing that happened was that kiss. His lips were so soft and felt them tender on mine. Our kiss started becoming more passionate and he sunk his tongue to my mouth exploring, demanding... 

The hunter had attacked me. His hand now caressed my hair while his other one started coming up to my breasts. I put my arms around his neck pushing his head towards me to make our lips join even more. Our breathing became heavier and the lust we felt earlier while talking on the web arose again. I took my left hand down to find out that he had become so hard all this time. My touch was like an electric wave to his body.

The very next minute he kneeled before me and took my dress up to reveal my underwear. He stared at me for a while and then he bent his head close to my already burning loins. Showing me he wanted to undress me, I lifted my hips to help him take it off.

What followed was what I expected. With his head so close to my pussy, he started torturing me with his tongue. He knew so well how to make me sigh and moan. His tongue was so experienced and found all the spots that drove me crazy. I was shivering under his licking and waves of pleasure flooded all over my body.

While doing that he was looking me deep in the eyes waiting for more reaction...

Like me, he got all the pleasure by the pleasure he offered. Not many people get that much of pleasure by making others feel good. But in our case he knew it was another piece of the puzzle. He kept licking at me and I was so close to cum just by that. A huge wave caused by my orgasm soon made my body shiver. I felt so good!!!

It was my turn to move and when he sat again on the couch I was the one who kneeled before him. I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his trousers to reveal his hard rock cock. It was big enough but my job was to make it bigger and offer him the pleasure he had offered me earlier. I took it in my hand and started stroking it while I never stopped looking at his blue eyes. I was so full of lust for him!!!

After a while, I got rid of my dress and shoes and let myself be naked before his eyes.

He liked what he saw, letting a sigh go out and right away I kneeled again to continue what I had left. I first touched his head with my tongue. I loved his taste. Then, with such burning desire, I pushed him in my mouth...

It was first a little, then deeper and deeper until he touched my throat. His sighing was more than delight to me and I kept sucking him increasing my rhythm as I felt him becoming harder.

He had put his hand on my head like he was caressing me or, even better, like showing me the speed he preferred. He enjoyed all this pleasure he got, but he didn't want to cum yet. He wanted to play with me and next game was a good 69, the ultimate game to my opinion, when partners delight each other at the same time.

Having my juicy cunt above his head and being above his cock was more than exciting. His fingers penetrating my wet pussy was my path to heaven once again.

I continued sucking him while I was melting above his mouth. We kept playing like this for some minutes before switching to a good position to finally fuck...

He preferred to have me on top of him and of course I loved being invaded like that. That way I would feel him deep inside me. I was like an Amazon on her horse, riding him the way I wanted and getting out of control feeling I would cum again.

The touch of his hands on my breasts was adding more to my pleasure. The most amazing of all was that we managed to cum together feeling each other's spasms. 

Exhausted but full we lied on the couch. A red burning couch which was the witness of our sin....

After taking a shower he gave me his robe to wear and we sat down to finish our drink.

I was sitting with his arm around me, with my head on his chest feeling so relaxed yet tired. We both felt so tired that he suggested going to his bed. And so we did. We lied down totally naked. In any case we had nothing to hide from each other since we already knew a lot about each other's body.

I don't know for how many minutes I was awake but I guess it was less than two. Same happened with him. All this sweet fatigue drove us to Morpheus's arms so easily...

Suddenly I woke up feeling so good. He had surprised me awaking and stroking my pussy. I was feeling horny again and soon we started making love once more. This time he was so tender, like caressing my lust with his.

I think he wanted to guide me to his garden of roses through a path of delectation. And what I found in this garden can easily beat the beauty of blooming flowers. Our climax was now stronger and lasted more...

Another round would follow later since right after this second fuck, he continued teasing me and making me feel this would not end. Although he had just cum, he was up again and started licking, sucking and biting my nipples, that seemed to get as hard as ever, under his tongue.

I sighed needing him but he had other plans in his mind. This time he turned me over and he continued licking down my spine till he reached my ass and started to moisten it.

Having spread my legs with his hands, he slid two fingers inside my wet pussy. I was in total ecstasy and really wanted him in me. I told him to do that and he put all his length deep in my ass guiding me to the pleasure island once more. He got faster and faster as he was about to cum and let his juices flood inside me before falling on me fully exhausted.

Again the next thing to do was to fall asleep since all this making love marathon had drained and exhausted us. 

This was the beginning of a story that later on would develop more. This magnificent man, whom I met under such unusual way, became later my boyfriend.

Our relationship evolved better than one would expect. Unfortunately some drama occurred when I had to break up with my ex boyfriend, but you know life is unpredictable. I was so in love with this gorgeous man and the same applied to him.

Our story went on and on and three years later we ended up getting married.

Today we live in our house, the one he welcomed me that night, with our two children and still being as crazy for each other as we were that night.

I always said that life is a trip and you have to enjoy each moment and grab any chance you're given.

Luckily, I grabbed the chance I was given that night, although I took my risk, and I found my other half on this earth. I'm more than happy and I'm sure I'll never stop loving him.

He's my all and I'm his all. What more can two people expect in this hard life than find the significant other they deserve?



Caught in the Web



Jake Farspeed tried to remind himself why he had joined the Star Rangers as he made his way through the desolate canyons of the planet Eta Epsilon 5. He held his blaster ready, but so far he had encountered nothing more exciting than menacingly large, but entirely immobile boulders. 

Jake had not joined the elite Ranger Corps to protect the worlds of the Stellar Federation or explore new alien worlds. He had joined because the white Star Ranger uniform with its green and purple piping looked really cool and caught the attention of women throughout galaxy which could open the way for exploration of more interesting and intimate alien vistas and curves.

Passing the exhaustive tests and exams to enter the Star Rangers had been easy for Jake. It had also helped that he was a bit taller than average with a steely jawline that the recruiters so liked to see. 

The Star Ranger Academy had been a little more demanding, but the most difficult part for Jake had been getting used to keeping his dark hair in a short Star Ranger regulation cut. It was even harder than getting used to being required to be constantly clean shaven, not just in regards to his face, but in other areas that were much less obvious to the casual observer.

The physical training and DNA enhancements Jake had undergone at the Academy had toned his body better than any modified-grav health club, plus the enhancements had other, more personal physical benefits which Jake had really been looking forward to trying out with some of the more intriguing female cadets at the Academy. 

Unfortunately, Jake had never had the chance to seek out and make contact with any curvaceous lifeforms of the female persuasion while he was under the watchful instructors at the Academy. Even more annoying, his first assignment straight out of the Academy had sent him to this barren ball of rock in the forsaken, but supposedly strategically important, Epsilon Sector, where there had been numerous, mysterious disappearances of scouts and explorers over the years.

Jake had thought things might be looking up when he met his sexy, provocative mission leader, Commander Bethany Briggs, but the tall, beautiful brunette proved to be as cordial as a fish stored in liquid nitrogen and she was far more concerned with having her first mission as a commander going off precisely by the numbers.

Which meant that Jake was stuck doing a mid-range perimeter search for any lifeforms which had somehow escaped the sensor sweeps.

It could have been worse, Jake mused. At least the planet had a comfortable if somewhat brisk climate and breathable atmosphere. But the only indigenous population appeared to be oversized rocks, and Jake would have given anything for a just a little excitement to break up the monotony.

A piercing and distinctly feminine scream broke through the air as Jake came near the entrance of a cave.

"That'll do nicely," Jake conceded and charged into the dark opening, his blaster before him. 

"GAR! Report to base contact of possible civilian in need of rescue!" Jake exclaimed as he dove dramatically the cave, giving the order to the portable General-Automated-Remote computer system incorporated into his uniform's belt. 

"Unable to establish base contact," responded the GAR's synthesized voice as Jake came up in a kneeling pose, swinging his blaster around as he tried to look everywhere in the cave at once. 

"Why the hell not?" demanded Jake while keeping his gun ready for any potential threats even though he had only seen blank, rocky walls in the cave so far.

"Local ionization of planet's atmosphere interfering with com signals," the GAR informed Jake.

"Eat me!" groused Jake. The phrase was one his favorite curses from his class in early Terran history, although none of his instructors or even the computer databases had been able to tell him exactly what those particular words had meant. 

The curse felt appropriate in his present situation. Commander Briggs would certainly not deviate a millimeter from standard Star Ranger procedures, which meant she would wait the full standard hour after Jake had last checked in before she would send out any search parties. Gritting his teeth, Jake realized he was going to have to handle whatever he found in the cave with little chance of backup or rescue if things went wrong.

The cavern was very large and apparently empty of any hideous space monsters that might deserve blasting. The interior was well lit once Jake's eyes adjusted from the outside, various openings near the ceiling let in light and also provided plenty of fresh air. The grayish stone walls rose up to the high roof of the cave, but Jake could not clearly see the top of the cavern because he suddenly realized there were wispy strands of a vast pale web stretching all across the upper part of the cavern.

"Star Ranger Scouting Rule #34 - 'Giant webs are never a good thing'," Jake muttered, quoting from the Academy's Official Exploration manual. Then he noticed something a little farther back in the cavern, and Jake cautiously move deeper into the cave, acutely aware of the menacing web above.

Near the middle of the web and suspended high above the cavern floor was an unconscious, blue-skinned alien woman with dark crimson hair. She was dressed in a sort of flowing blue robe or gown that was loose in some places while being tight enough in others to outline the alluring, full curves of her body. Jake guessed she was somewhat older than him, perhaps ten years or so in standard human terms, but Jake was only in his twenties and the woman's breathtaking loveliness was the kind that was only enhanced by her maturity.

"Oh ThankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouThankyou," Jake murmured to himself in quiet jubilation. Not only would he get to rescue a fabulous alien babe, but Commander Briggs would certainly give him a commendation for making her first command more than just a simple survey mission.

The blue-skinned woman was stretched out and unmoving in the strands of the web, the eyes in her lovely, peaceful face were closed and her lush red lips slightly parted. Jake could tell by the rise of her ample chest that she was still breathing, and he did not think he should try to calling out to her since that might alert whatever repulsive spider-creature had made the web.

He wondered how the woman had gotten caught so high up in the giant web and then he saw that there was a rock outcropping a little bit above with an obvious path leading up to it.

Carefully, Jake went to the steeply sloping wall and started toward the outcropping, clambering up the sandy stones while his gray eyes searching the cavern for any signs of the sinister web's owner making an unannounced appearance.

Jake could see the woman a little more clearly the higher he hiked up. Even asleep, she was truly stunning with a captivating face and the sort of figure which invited all sorts of imaginations of what it might look like underneath her long, flowing garment. The woman's non-human coloring was nothing unusual to Jake - many humanoid species in the Stellar Federation looked much the same as she did, many races throughout the galaxy often looked almost exactly like humans with countless variations. The woman's bluish skin and hair that was a little too crimson for a human only embellished her exotic allure.

Jake sincerely trusted that appearances were not the only thing the woman might have in common with Terrans like himself, including certain suggestions Jake might bring up for ways of expressing her gratitude for being rescued if she was so inclined. 

The outcropping above the unconscious woman was covered in white sand and slanted downward. Jake decided he would try to make his way out onto it and attach a safety line to lower himself down so he could free the woman from the web with a minimum amount of noise.

The first step Jake placed on the slanted outcropping made the sand start to run under his boot. A sudden cascade started and the next thing Jake knew his feet were slipping underneath him and he was heading straight down the outcropping like a slide.

"Eat me!!" Jake shouted, flailing his arms to keep his balance even as he went over the edge, straight down toward the web. "Jet boots on!!" he ordered the instant before he landed into the strands of the web.

There was a jarring blast from the soles of his boots and a low roar as micro-fusion jets ignited and stopped Jake just inches from the gossamer web. 

"Jet boots activated," the GAR unit informed him pointlessly, but Jake was already scanning the cavern again. The noisy, plasma flame-expelling boosters had ruined his attempt at stealth and Jake prepared himself to meet exactly whatever grotesque space monster had made the web.

Jake heard a rustle behind him and spun around, his blaster leveled. It was the blue-skinned woman, she was awake now, sitting up in the web and staring at Jake with large eyes that were completely purple-colored without any white to them. She was even more stunning now that she was conscious, but she did not have any of the surprise or fear or relief Jake had expected to see in her expression. Instead she was gazing at Jake with a slightly annoyed frown on her lush lips.

"It's all right, ma'am!" Jake informed her in Galacti-Speak, his eyes glancing around for the monster he still expected to show up at any minute. "I'm with the Space Rangers and I'm here to rescue you!"

The woman did not answer. She reached up with a slender hand and pulled at one of the thicker strands of webbing. The whole section of web around and rising above Jake and woman was suddenly pulled loose and Jake had only a second to look up and see an inescapable wall of gauzy webbing falling down toward him.

"What the-!!" Jake cried out, trying to take a few potshots at the webbing as it enveloped him, but the strands pulled him down and unbalanced his jet boots so he ended up spinning and becoming completely entangled in the web. 

"Jet boots off!!" cursed Jake but it was too late. Just as he had feared, his mid-air acrobatics had entangled him completely. The webbing was incredibly sticky and amazingly strong for being so filmy. It held him firmly in place leaning his body back at a slight angle. The muzzle of his blaster had gotten caught at an angle that wouldn't help him shoot himself free. Quickly, Jake looked around for the woman, afraid she might have fallen when the web collapsed.

She was still in the web not far from where Jake hung entangled. It took Jake a moment to realize a peculiar thing about her. She was -not- entangled in the gossamer webbing, her robe, her hair and her skin had not gotten stuck on any of the strands. In fact she was clinging to it while she gazed somberly at Jake.

"Uh oh," Jake said in a sudden, anxious realization as the woman started to crawl across the web toward him on her bare hands and feet, moving easily over the sticky web.

She glided up to Jake, slowly sliding herself up along the entire length of his body, the soft curves underneath her flowing robe pressing against him. She pulled herself up until she was alongside Jake and wrapped her arms and legs around him. Jake's worst fears were confirmed when he realized her embrace was made up of far too many limbs.

"Oh crap," Jake groaned even as the woman crushed her soft, full breasts and firm thighs tightly against him with a sigh. He strained to bring his blaster around, but the strands held his wrist in place. 

The woman's red lips parted moistly and Jake caught a glimpse of sharp, white fangs as she lowered herself down to Jake's neck. She bit him, her teeth sinking into him like needles and Jake bit back a cry of pain even as he felt the woman's burning saliva seeping into his blood like alien venom. 

A feverish heat flowed down from his neck through his entire body, and Jake's skin started to break out into a sweat.

"GAR! Quick, initiate a bio-scan and make an appropriate anti-venom!" Jake stammered, fighting against the dizziness that swooned over him. He could feel a warm almost soothing paralysis flowing over him and Jake suspected in a few moments he wouldn't be able to move or even talk. "And send out an emergency SOS!" 

"Bio-scan initiated," came the GAR's response. The med-unit inside Jake's belt buckle could fabricate any drug or chemical compound from the basic molecules. Jake felt the tiny drug patches inside his uniform buzz to life, distributing anti-venom into his bloodstream and the paralysis faded, though his body was still flushed and feverish. 

"SOS activated," the GAR continued as it hummed to itself. "Ionization still preventing signal from reaching base."

"Eat me," groaned Jake as the woman pulled her mouth away from his searing neck and disentangled herself from her intimate hug. Jake could clearly see she had at least four arms and what appeared to be an extra pair of legs hidden under her robe as well. 

"Boost power to the signal GAR!" Jake ordered, desperate to escape at this point.

The woman moved back onto the web until she was standing before Jake. Her beautiful face was frowning slightly, clearly confused that her victim was still able to move and speak, but she seemed unconcerned. Jake supposed her lack of worry was because he was still helplessly trapped inside her gauzy webbing, unable to get free or defend himself from whatever plans she had for him next. Jake did not have to wait long to learn exactly what those plans were. 

The woman reached up with two of her arms to pull her robe down her shoulders. With a shrug, she undid the front of the robe and let it slide from her body, revealing that she wore absolutely nothing underneath.

"Um-Cancel that signal boost to the SOS signal, GAR," Jake ordered, suddenly not nearly so desperate to leave.

The alien woman had an incredible body, her smooth skin was a light aquamarine in hue and her breasts were full with darker indigo nipples that jutted up toward Jake. Her hips curved generously out below her slim waist and her legs were very long and quite lovely, all four of them. 

Jake could see that the woman did not have another pair of hip or shoulder joints to accommodate her extra limbs, rather her arms and legs appeared to phase together right at her joints. Phasing through solid matter was not that uncommon in certain races of the galaxy, but Jake had never seen a species which seemed to phase only certain sections of their bodies. The woman's slim arms and perfect legs appeared to be solid everywhere else besides where they came together. 

The beautiful alien woman ran two of her four hands through her thick, luxurious hair, obviously enjoying the freedom from her clothes while her other two hands ran sensually down her sides, making her squirm her hips. She used all four of her feet to cling to the webs around her, her position leaving her thighs quite open. Her silky pubis was an even deeper crimson that her hair and the tight slit of her vagina was extremely inviting.

Jake groaned as the nude, alluring woman caused a very intense stirring in his groin. There was still a feverish heat in his body from the remnant of woman's bite which had not been countered by the first injection of anti-venom and all of that heat seemed to flow toward his crotch. Jake felt his penis start to swell and throb inside his pants.

"Listen, whoever you are, I'm going to hate myself for saying this, but I'm ordering you to let me go," Jake forced himself to say even as part of him was wondering why he was opening his mouth. "Do you understand me?"

If the woman did comprehend him, her answer was very clear as she moved back up against Jake and started to undo his belt buckle. With four hands, she managed to pull open Jake's uniform and pull down his pants with amazing speed, and the next thing Jake knew there were slender hands gliding over the shaved skin of his chest. 

"Alert. Dermal sensors disengaged. Analysis for final dosage of anti-venom compromised," the GAR unit informed him.

Biofeedback sensors in Star Ranger uniforms and in the more heavily armored battlesuits had to have direct contact on the skin, and that meant everywhere. It was why Jake and all other Star Rangers were required to shave their whole bodies except for their heads. Sonic razors were painless but they always left Jake feeling itchy. Now the feel of woman's velvety touch over his bare, shaved skin was intoxicating. 

The alien woman slid one of her hands steadily lower, her fingers gliding down to Jake's hairless crotch just as his cock swelled up into a hard, nearly painful erection. The DNA enhancements Jake had received at the Academy had resulting in excessively enlarging his erections whenever he became aroused and right now with the nude alien woman stimulating him, Jake's cock inflated up into a huge shaft, bigger and throbbing harder than any erection Jake had ever had.

Jake groaned as the woman's long fingers enveloped his stiff, rigid organ, pulling it and guiding it toward her as she moved herself a little higher up his body. Her four legs spread wide to either side of him as she rose up and quickly lowered herself down, pressing her crimson-haired, glistening vagina onto the bulging end of his shaft.

"Ahhhhh," the woman moaned as Jake's cock was pushed into her and she let her body weight guide his penis into her willing twat. That delighted moan was the first real noise she had made and her sultry voice thrilled Jake's nerves. Her blue-skinned form was warm and violently trembling as she slowly forced herself down onto Jake's manhood, letting the engorged shaft go up into her until she had completely taken his entire length completely into her cunt.

"Oh man," Jake gasped, trying not to let the wash of incredible pleasure make him forget this was an unknown and possibly hostile alien that had trapped him here against his will. 

Or at least almost against his will, Jake admitted. He was unable to stop himself from lifting his hips up and pressing himself against the nude woman's pussy and soft, inner thighs which she was pressing hard against him. The woman gasped in response to Jake's movement and gave an ecstatic grinding to her pelvis that squirmed Jake's cock even deeper into her crimson haired cunt.

All eight of the woman's limbs were wrapped tightly around Jake's body, hugging him very close with obvious pleasure as the hot, excited fluids from her vagina began to run out over his groin and thighs. Judging by her excessive wetness, she was obviously more than a little bit eager and impatient to have Jake's manhood within her. 

Not wanting to disappoint her, Jake began moving his hips, deliberately starting slow as he started to pump his cock the alien woman. She let out a surprised groan at the sensation, and Jake began to suspect that she was not used to having her partners able to move with her during sex. 

When he shifted his hips to rub the base of his cock up against her clitoris, her startled, astonished cry confirmed Jake's suspicions that her victims were paralyzed when she mated with them, so she was clearly not used to having them react to her. He continued to move his body against her, deeply enjoying the bewildered expression on her lovely face. She arched her spine back, her full lips parted as she gasped for air. 

With two of her arms against his chest, she stared down at Jake, her stunning purple eyes full of surprise, she was unquestionably amazed and flustered at the unfamiliar sensations Jake was stirring within her excited cunt.

"AH!AAAAAAAA!!!" the woman cried out suddenly as Jake began rocking her with his hips. She flung her head back, her crimson hair whipping in the air and her heaving breasts lifting up to the ceiling as Jake bucked steadily harder at her, voluntarily doing all the work while he watched her and carefully gauged his motions for her benefit.




Caught in the Web



Jake desperately wished he could get his hands free, not for any purposes of escape, but so that he could seize the magnificent pair of blue-skinned breasts bouncing above his face and rub those erect, darkly indigo nipples to really give the woman something to moan about.

The flustered alien must have been really desperate and impatient because it took very little time at all for Jake to drive her into a climax.

"AAAHHHHH!!" she screamed loudly enough to pierce Jake's ears as her whole naked body tensed uncontrollably, her two sets of hands clutching Jake's shoulders and wrists while her thighs were wrapped both high around the ribs of his torso and down lower around his legs.

When the pleasure of her orgasm finally faded, the beautiful alien woman was left nuzzling her face into the nape of Jake's neck. Then to Jake's complete surprise, she started to softly whimper and cry against his skin.

*I am sorry*, a sultry voice spoke inside Jake's mind. 

Jake had gone through training with telepaths at the Star Ranger Academy in order to converse with races that used it as their main form of communication and he recognized the mental contact as coming from the sexy alien woman laying on top of him. The woman, on the other hand, obviously had not had any formal training and her emotions flooded into Jake's mind in a serious breach of telepathic courtesy. Jake didn't really care, the uninvited emotional contact made the pleasure of her curvaceous, naked body and her delightfully hugging cunt all that more intense.

With the alien emotions open to him, Jake sensed with some satisfaction that within the woman there was an aching, longing desire that was finally being satisfied by having his rearing cock lodged inside of her, though her overwhelming needs had not yet been completely fulfilled yet. But more than that, Jake sensed a profound, deep sadness and guilt, a terrible regret over something that Jake could not quite make out. 

*Um, hi there,* Jake responded with the mental equivalent of a handshake which seemed rather redundant since their physical bodies were locked in a much more intimate form of greeting. *My name is Jake*, he said. It seemed polite manners to at least exchange names with the woman he had just driven to an orgasm while riding his cock.

*I am Acharia,* the woman answered dejectedly, the hard 'k' in her name clear even in the telepathic link. She lightly bit at Jake's neck, running her tongue over his skin which still burned with her alien saliva, but it was pleasant sort of pain. She ran her searing tongue up to his face, sliding over his cheek and across lips as Jake realized the alien woman had no idea how to kiss. *I am so sorry, Jake-lover/mate,* she repeated and there was that deep sense of guilt again as she buried her face into his shoulder 

*Sorry for what? This is incredible,* Jake honestly told her. His face was nestled in her soft crimson hair which had a strange, almost spicy smell to it. *You're absolutely beautiful and I really don't have any problems having sex with you, trust me*

*Why did you have to be so wonderful?* Acharia moaned into his mind. *Why does your cock have to feel so incredibly good?*

*I'll take that as a compliment,* Jake grinned mentally. *But why are you feeling so sad?*

*This won't last, and then it will be over,*" Acharia weeped and Jake felt her tears running down his neck. She really was truly and extraordinarily sorrowful and Jake felt the instinct to comfort her miserable dejection even though he couldn't understand it.

*Well, I might not be a Tri-vid porn star, but I think I can keep going long enough to make you pretty happy,* Jake promised her. *And if I don't get it exactly right the first time, I don't think I'll have much trouble getting up to bat a second time with a babe like you*

*There won't be a second time,* moaned Acharia piteously even as she began moving her wet, sticky thighs against Jake again. *You won't be alive that long, Jake-lover/mate,* she cried into his shoulder.

*Uh-say that again?* Jake asked, suddenly feeling cold even though the remnants of Acharia's venom kept his cock stiff and throbbing within her cunt.

*After we mate, I have to devour you,* Acharia said with a shudder of horror. *I don't want to but it is part of the mating instincts of the Arachanians. I can't control it. I want to mate with you more than just this once, Jake-lover/mate. I want to feel the way you have made me feel again and again. But I cannot stop myself. I am so sorry*

*You and me both, sister,* Jake said, a sick feeling welling up in his gut.

*Our species is so lonely,* Acharia sobbed. *We are doomed to never share the intimacy the females of other species of galaxy take for granted. I have two beautiful daughters, soon they will be old enough to come to the mating caves and they also experience the horrible guilt and torment I have felt everytime I have killed the hapless victims who have done nothing but given me pleasure.*

*They must have died happy,* Jake mentally mumbled, his eyes already searching around for some means of escape, trying his best not to be distracted by the soft pillows of Acharia's naked breasts crushed against his chest and the warm embrace of her hips and twice as many human thighs.

*I wish it were not so, Jake-lover/mate. You were the best, by far the best lover/mate I have ever known. I so want to share this intimacy with you again,* She squirmed herself against his body, making Jake groan in spite of himself. *But I never will. There is nothing that I can do save share what pleasure I can with you* With a sorrowful whimper mixed with rising pleasure, Acharia began to moving her curving hips, clenching her sopping cunt around Jake's cock as she began the finale of their mating with a moan of despair. 

*We can work something out!* Jake stammered even as he groaned at the incredible sensations of Acharia sliding herself up and down on his shaft. *I can take back to the base camp and then to the Star Rangers Headquarters! They have the greatest scientific geniuses in the galaxy there. They can work out a solution! Oh God, that feels terrific!!* 

Uncontrollably Jake let out that last mental exclamation as Acharia ignored him and started gyrating herself against his body, rubbing her ample tits against his chest and crushing the soft pillows of her globes against him while she nuzzled into the side of his head and ran the tip of her hot, exploring tongue along the outer curve of his ear.

Jake knew he had to fight against the arousal the alien woman was creating inside of himself, he had to keep himself from climaxing at all costs. But even as he tried, Jake realized it was too late. He could feel his pulsing cock already starting to swell up deep inside Acharia's moist vaginal channel while his building load of cum inched toward the base of his shaft. 

"Eatme!" Jake cursed outloud, futilely trying to stem the inevitable tide growing inside of him. The irony of the literal translation of his favorite curse and the fate Acharia had waiting for him was not lost to Jake, it just wasn't something he really felt like appreciating at the moment.

"Uuhh!Oh!!AAAA!!" Acharia began to moan and cry outloud in uncontrollable ecstasy, obviously on the verge of another orgasm which sent her into a sudden frenzy of pumping hips which was the last thing Jake's cock needed right now. The two of them swayed together in the webbing as the alien woman began heaving herself harder against Jake, her arms and legs flexing and squeezing him tight. 

Trying to resist the intense delight of Acharia's movements for just a few moments more, Jake struggled to free himself from her webs when his hand accidentally brushed against the grip of his blaster which was still caught in the webbing near his hand, still not at any angle that he could use to defend himself. Then inspiration either from desperate fear or from the incredible pleasure of Acharia's hot cunt hit Jake just as he was pushed to the brink of his climax the same time as the beautiful alien woman astride him.

"GAR!Activateblasterauto-defensemodenow!AHHHH!!" Jake shouted as quickly as he could while he grabbed the grip of the blaster in his hand. Jake finished his command just as several things happened in the same split-second of time.

Acharia slammed herself down onto his shaft with a orgasmic cry of ecstasy. "AAAAAA!!!!!!" she practically shrieked into Jake's ear, nearly deafening him as her climax stormed throughout her body in a wave of profound, heart-rending pleasure.

Jake's cock swelled up inside Acharia's cunt at the same moment and a huge fountain of his cum sprayed out from its tip, spurting deep into the alien woman's eager channel and initiating the irresistible instincts within her to feed on her mate.

And at the same moment, Jake's GAR unit send an electronic command to the circuitry of his blaster, telling the weapon to enter into a special safety mode that would send out powerful burst of electricity if anyone touched the grip.

Both Jake and Acharia's shouts of pleasure turned into cries pain as they were both enveloped in the glowing electro-defense field generated by the blaster. Acharia was flung away from Jake's body, her cunt being dragged free of his still spurting cock with a loud, wet slurp as she was thrown down into the webbing behind her.

Jake forced himself to keep his grip on the blaster, fighting against the agony coursing through him that warred with the incredibly wonderful ecstasy from his orgasm caused by Acharia and which was not yet finished. Even as he spurted out his last gushes of cum, his uniform began to smoke along with the ends of his hair as the electro-defense field illuminated the entire cavern with flashes of light.

But the strands of webbing wrapped around Jake's body also began to blacken and burn, proving to be much more vulnerable to electricity than either Jake's clothing or his skin. The gossamer strands curled up and pulled away from Jake's agonized body until they released him, dropping him down several meters to the sand and dirt-covered floor. 

Jake barely managed to hit the ground with his feet and roll to absorb some of the fall before he curled up into a tiny, little ball.

"Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww," Jake groaned. He had released the grip of his blaster the second he had gotten free of the webbing, but he still felt like he had been turned into a Venusian microwave burrito. 

Weakly, Jake forced himself up to his hands and knees, shaking his head as his wobbly nerves tried to recover from the staggering combination of intense pleasure and horrible anguish they had just been put through. 

Remembering the source of that pleasure, Jake pushed himself back until he could look up into the webs overhead. Acharia was still there, unsteadily lifting her head up as well with soft, whimpering moans. Her purple eyes came into focus and she looked around, first finding her discarded robe hanging in the webs nearby. She pulled it toward her and clutched the garment in front of her stunning, naked body. 

She then spotted Jake, free of her web and down on the cavern floor. The expression on her beautiful, disheveled face was unreadable as she reached out and took hold of one the thicker strands of the web. The length of webbing began to unravel and slowly started to lower the alien woman down toward Jake. 

"Oh damn," Jake muttered and grabbed for his blaster in panic. 

And was rewarded with another painful shock because he hadn't turned off the weapon's defense mode off. 

"Eat me! GAR de-activate this stupid blaster's defense mode already!"

"Defense mode de-activated," responded the GAR unit.

Jake lifted up the blaster just as Acharia's slender feet touched the floor. Or rather as two of her feet touched the floor. Outside of her web, the usually graceful alien woman had problems standing, and Jake wondered if she had ever even left her webbings before in her whole life. 

Acharia finally managed to balance herself on two feet but her other set of legs could not put themselves in the same place on the ground so she had to keep them lifted up and spread wide, the soles of her feet pressing against her standing legs to keep her balance. 

She regarded Jake with a solemn look in her eyes, still holding her robe in front of her. Her eyes glanced down once and were suddenly fixated on Jake's crotch.

"Oh yeah," Jake muttered as he realized his jacket was still open and his pants were down by his knees. Somehow even through the torture of the electro-field, Jake's penis had remained stiff and erect and his organ actually reared up higher as though it could sense Acharia's purple eyes gazing at it. With only one hand, Jake swiftly hitched his pants back up and tried to buckle them closed, keeping his blaster pointed right between Acharia's marvelous breasts.

*Stay back, Acharia,* Jake mentally warned her. *I don't want to hurt you, but you're not devouring anybody today. Especially not me*

*I know,* Acharia said and there was a relieved but also distinctly sad tone to her mental reply. *I did not want to hurt you, Jake-lover/mate. Please believe me. But when my species is drawn to the mating caves we cannot help ourselves. I suffer the horror and guilt of what I have done and I do not know how much more of it I can bear.*

*At least, I will never be drawn to the mating caves again.* Acharia explained in the equivalent of a somber, mental whisper. *If an Arachanian female cannot devour her lover/mate, she becomes barren. She must feed on sustenance with the same genetic match that was seeded into her or her metabolic process simply shut down. For that I must thank you, Jake-lover/mate. No more will I be driven to kill helpless victims caught in my webs*

*I do wish I might have had more daughters. But it is a terrible thing knowing the two daughters I have already had will endure the same pain and loneliness as I, never knowing the joy of a lifemate's touch and love.*

Acharia was crying openly now, sorrowful tears running down her cheeks. Jake could not believe how beautiful it made her look. Her violet eyes gazed at him, as though trying to burn his face into her memory so she could remember him in the long, forlorn years the alien woman felt she could not escape.

Jake, on the other hand, had escaped. He could walk away right now and there was nothing Acharia could do to stop him.

He turned around to do just that and he heard Acharia let out a fresh burst of sobs behind him. He looked back over his shoulder at the beautiful, still very naked, sobbing woman, he could not help feeling pity for her in spite of the horrors she had been unable to stop herself from committing. 

"Oh Eat Me!" Jake cursed and turned back to face her.

I can't leave you. Not like this,* he explained. 

*Jake-lover/mate?* Acharia asked in confusion.

*If I had more time I might have been able to hide what happened here from that stuck-up bitch Briggs,* he told her. *But the rescue party is going to be on their way real soon from the base. And not only has the GAR unit has recorded our pretty intimate first contact but the telepathic download that's the standard part of a scouting mission debriefing prevents the concealment of anything discovered on a mission. There's no chance I can keep you or your race a secret, babe.*

*Why would you want to do that, Jake-lover/mate?*

*Because, the Star Rangers are certainly going to quarantine the whole planet once they learned about you and your species! Your daughters could very well turn out to be their last generation without any new males coming to planet to mate with your species! You might be sexual parasites and unwilling murderesses, but I can't help feeling it would be a real loss to the galaxy to be robbed of a race of fantastic spider-babes like you. And the only way to make sure that doesn't happen is to find a way to deal with those instincts of yours.*

Jake's mind started work as all of the wits which he had used to con his way into the Star Rangers started to focus into seeking and analyzing for any possible solution. Something was tickling at his brain, some possible answer. Acharia was obviously part spider, mentally and physically. The urge to devour her mates was no doubt so uncontrollable since her species could no longer breed if she did not obey them. She had to feed upon him. Or maybe she only had to feed on something with his same genetic makeup.

*You should go, Jake-lover/mate,* Acharia said to him with something very close to physical pain in her mental contact. *Our race has caused so much death perhaps it is time we are finally extinguished.*

*Stop talking like that, Acharia! I may have an idea. When you said you have to devour me, did you mean you have to feed on me like an ordinary spider? By drinking blood?* Jake asked. *Or do you have to actually devour my body?*

Acharia looked at Jake curiously, wiping at the tears on her cheeks.

*Arachanians feed just as our small cousins do,* she replied. *We devour no flesh.*

Jake smiled, that was all he needed to know.

*I think I may have an idea* he told her.

"GAR! I have some very specific orders for you-" Jake said.

*****

Commander Bethany Briggs was very pissed off. She strode through the canyons of Eta Epsilon 5, her athletic legs easily carrying her curvaceous body over the barren rocks and around the towering boulders as she followed KVY-38, a robotic Star Ranger with the sophisticated facilities to track her missing idiot.

If that stupid, insubordinate rookie Jake Farspeed had ended up getting himself killed or squashed under some giant behemoth's foot, Bethany knew she could forget about being given command of any other mission for at least an entire year. It would be back to gathering intelligence data on a border outpost or conducting ship searches for contraband, and Bethany knew that sort of thing was a waste of time for someone of her remarkable abilities.

"How long before we find him, KVY?" Bethany demanded from the short, squat, humanoid robot which wore a custom-made, white Star Ranger uniform the same as Bethany did, although hers showed off her sleek, well-endowed body far better.

"I estimate Ranger Farspeed's projected location is five minutes closer than the last time you asked, Commander. Which was five minutes ago," the shiny silver robot said blandly. If Bethany had not known any better, she would have sworn KVY's programmers had put more than the fair share of sarcasm subroutines into the robot's personality core.

"Just tell me when we get near him, Ranger," Bethany snapped back. She was still in command of this mission, and she made certain to constantly remind her subordinates of that fact.

"Oh, if that was what you wanted to know, Commander, then we are quite near," KVY replied, pointing at a dark cave opening. "Ranger Farspeed is close enough now for me to detect him through the atmospheric ionization. He is inside that cave."

"Why didn't you say so?" Bethany growled, drawing out her blaster. "Is the idiot alive?"

"Yes, he's bio-signs indicate that he is alive but the readings appear to indicate he is undergoing an extreme level of stress and exertion at the moment. And there is another unidentified, alien lifeform in there with him, Commander," KVY said ominously.

"Dammit! Follow me, KVY!" Bethany shouted, drawing her blaster and rushing into the cave, the short robot clanking after her.

Farspeed was inside in the cave and there was an alien in the cavern with him. But the rookie Star Ranger was hardly being attacked at the moment. The alien was a nude, multi-limbed, blue-skinned woman who was down on her knees in front of Farspeed, her crimson-haired head buried in his crotch. Farspeed was leaning back against the cave wall, half-undressed with his jacket open and his pants pulled down his legs while the alien woman's head pistoned up and down between his bare thighs as she let out a steady stream of muffled, sucking moans. 




Caught in the Web



"It would appear that Ranger Farspeed has the situation well under control," observed KVY drily, the twin omni-directional blaster rifles mounted on the robot's shoulders retracted back into its body.

"What is going on here?!" Bethany demanded, ignoring the sardonic robot. 

Farspeed opened his eyes and saw Bethany and KVY standing there watching him.

"Oh, hi there Commander Briggs! Hi Kevy! I'd come to attention and salute or something, but I'm kind of busy right now as you can see. How're you two doing?"

"Not as well you, it seems," KVY answered but Bethany cut him off.

"Farspeed, you better explain yourself! Who or what is that?"

"Her? Oh, her name's Acharia. She's from a race who call themselves Arachanians."

"Arachanians?" KVY said in surprise. "There are records of an all-female race of spider-women from the days before the Stellar Federation was established." The little robot's database contained the combined knowledge of every civilization in the Stellar Federation. "They were said to have mated with and killed many males of numerous humanoid species before they were wiped out centuries ago."

"Well, they weren't completely wiped out," Farspeed said and suddenly shuttered. "Oh boy, just a second," he said as he reached down to take the blue-skinned woman's moving head in his hands, leaning his head back against the stone wall as her four hands roamed over his body and her two sets of legs squirmed, sliding her feet over the sandy ground. Farspeed let out an abrupt cry and clenched his hands into the woman's crimson hair, his whole body shaking and Bethany realized the man was having an orgasm right there in front of her.

"Oh wow. Ahem. Sorry about that," Farspeed finally was able to gasp as the alien woman kneeling in front of him let out delighted moans and distinct swallowing sounds before she starting moving her head once more. "GAR, you better give me another dose."

"Affirmative," came the voice of his GAR unit.

"Wh-what do you think you're doing, Farspeed?" Bethany repeated, hating herself for the deep, embarrassed blush she knew was reddening her face.

"Letting her feed," he replied simply with a fond gaze down at the woman between his legs. "Acharia tells me there a small colony of Arachanian females on this planet. They're the ones who have been responsible for the disappearances around here, not that any of those killed explorers and scouts were really their fault."

"You can communicate with her?" KVY asked. "The records indicate all attempts at verbal and telepathic communication with the Arachanians failed."

"I think they can only telepathically communicate with the alien males that they mate with, Kevy," Farspeed explained. "And since those unfortunates never lasted past their first dates with their Arachanian partners, it explains why no one could talk to them before."

"I would deduce from your statement that you have successfully mated with this Arachanian, but how did you survive the process?" KVY asked. "Such knowledge would be of great interest to the Galactic Science Foundation and the Science Division of the Star Rangers as well," KVY said and Bethany's ears perked up.

"Really?" She asked. "Just how much interest would this sort of thing generate, KVY?"

"An enormous amount, Commander," KVY said. "And the commander who was in charge of the mission that discovered it would certainly be given appropriate honors." The robotic Ranger might be sarcastic, but no one could ever accuse it of being stupid.

"You're giving a full report when you get back, Farspeed," Bethany stated, a deep smile spreading across her full, pouting lips. 

"Sure Commander," Farspeed returned the smile in a much too familiar manner, but Bethany was pleased enough to let it pass. "But I don't think Acharia's quite done feeding just yet-Oh yeah!" he went on between his gasps of pleasure. "I'm sure glad you two found me when you did. Acharia tells me that she finds-a little slower, baby-that human cum is a lot more, er, nourishing than blood, but she's still be to ingest a fairly large quantity and my medi-unit is almost-Ah!-out of the compounds it needs to synthesize Rigellian Ultra-Viagra."

"You'll get whatever you need, Ranger," Bethany told him, not even minding when he suddenly gasped and leaned back against the wall to climax once more into the alien woman's working mouth. "If you're report has as much critically important information as KVY thinks its will, I'll even recommend you for a commendation." 

"The discovery of a hitherto, thought-to-be extinct race?" the short robot commented. "An answer which would allow the Arachanians to live peacefully with the Stellar Federation and possibly even join it? Such information is extremely valuable," KVY stated confidently. 

"And there's more thing too, Kevy," Farspeed grinned, wiping at the sweat running down his brow before he reached down to tenderly stroke the cheeks of the alien woman sucking his penis. Bethany could see the blue-skinned woman lift her head slightly to look up at Farspeed with her purple eyes, a happy smile forming around her cock-filled lips.

"What's that?" Bethany and KVY both asked.

"Call the Galactic Lexicon archives. I've finally discovered the real meaning behind my favorite old twentieth century curse!"



Caught in the Web



It was nearly pitch black in Sunridge City. As far up as Felicity was the only sounds to be heard was the wind howling between the skyscrapers reaching as high into the night sky as man's ambition dared. The famous arachnid burglar had her sights set on a single building. Most of Sunridge's citizens never gave the building a second glance because nothing about it stood out. It wasn't the tallest building on the skyline. It didn't, publicly, serve as the business for anybody particularly famous. There wasn't a huge plaque or statue out front declaring the owner or builder. It should have stood out to people because it was effectively unmarked but the average rat was too busy scurrying around looking for their cheese to notice a single almost completely unmarked building. There was of course a single tell, try as they might the criminals of Sunridge all had their tells and very few of them could resist leaving a clue or two behind.

In this case the single tell had been left in the records of City Hall naming the building the Janus Building in honor of the two faced Roman God. Felicity had actually gotten a little lucky stumbling onto it; she'd actually been searching for an appropriately themed place to set up her own stash when she'd noticed it. Normally she'd probably have let it slide but six months ago the Twin Terrors had screwed her out of the Twin Tiger statues out of India and she wasn't passing up a chance to recover what was rightfully hers. Cats were her thing, everybody knew that.

Night vision goggles cut through the darkness with ease allowing Felicity Dawn, a.k.a. The Spider, a clear view of the roof of the Janus building. Security was light, just two men pretending to the patrol the rooftop. Felicity actually preferred professionals, she could set her clock to a military patrol but two guys who were smoking and joking might just turn a random corner unexpectedly. After waiting for a few moments she decided these two weren't going to be a problem. Spreading her arms like an angel Selene leaned forward until gravity took over and she was plummeting towards the pavement. At what seemed to be the last possible moment she uncoiled her whip and snapped it out wrapping around a gargoyle then swinging herself into place on the rooftop. She made short work of a vent and slid her lithe frame into the air ducts.

Most people would have been lost in the non-descript grey metal tubes but Selene had memorized the plans for the building more out of habit than necessity. She had a Heads Up Display or H.U.D. built into her cowl these days and could easily use that to navigate if she'd chosen. Her goal was small vault on the fiftieth floor. Just like she'd expected she found it unguarded. It was almost literally in the center of the building, aside from the ventilation shaft there was no way in or out that didn't involve going through a check point with armed guards.

Felicity silently released the grate and lowered herself down to the floor and made her way to the safe resting her ear against the cool steel and started rotating the dial. "That's a good girl. Give me your secrets." She purred. She could hear the gears and tumblers inside falling into place with clicks and thunks. Felicity closed her eyes so she could focus completely on the safe. 

Safe cracking was slow deliberate work and it took her full focus. So much that she somehow didn't notice the guard until he a very specific sound shocked Felicity out of her focus. It was a sound she'd only heard once before in her life, the sound of a shotgun round being chambered. "Don't move." Felicity shifted her weight just slightly and started to turn her head. "I said don't move!" The man roared putting a stop to everything. "Now you do everything I say or I blow your pretty little head off. Am I clear?" Felicity nodded her response. "Good. Now drop your whip and kick it away." Felicity did as she was told making a quick mental note of the bolas and caltrops he hadn't taken from her yet. "Hands against the wall. Now. Spread your legs." Felicity complied but not well enough since her captor immediately spread her legs even farther apart so she wasn't really standing so much as leaning against the wall. 

The officer stepped up behind Felicity and quickly cuffed her hands behind her back pushing his fat belly up against her back in the process. He stank of coffee, sweat and cheap cologne it was enough to turn the delicate female's stomach but she kept her composure. There was still time for her to correct this situation and get away without trusting a coin toss not to snuff out her nine lives. It wasn't easy though with that greasy pig of a man pawing and groping at her through her leather costume. He seemed particularly fascinated with her breasts, cupping them one after the other. He pinched and twisted her nipples. The pawing pervert eventually found everything The Spider was concealing on her shapely person as well. "Well, well. I think now that we've handled that it's time we handed you over to the man in charge."

Behind her mask Felicity's eyes bulged. She still hadn't figured out how to get away from this guy. She might be able to take him out, handcuffs or no but not quietly and once the rest of the guards arrived her situation was going to go from bad to worse very quickly. "Wait!" She exclaimed. "There has to be something that I can do for you to make you pretend you just didn't see me here. No harm no foul?"

"Do you have any idea what my boss would do to me if he found out that I let you go? You were trying to break into his vault. Come on, we have to get you into holding and then I can call this in." He said motioning with the shotgun. Felicity's shoulders slumped in defeat and she obeyed him.

He shoved her into the holding room. It was barely ten by ten feet with a single steel table and two chairs in it. Felicity knew this was her last chance at escape. When he turned to leave she slipped between him and the door way and flashed him a saucy smile. "Are you absolutely certain there is nothing I can do to change your mind?" Her eyes traveled over his doughy body and settled on his name tag. "Mike, isn't there something you want?" She raised herself up onto the tips of her toes and arched her back thrusting her breasts out in the process. 

Mike swallowed hard looking over The Spider. Everyman living Sunridge had his or her favorite from the crazy ladies that called the city home. The Spider had always been his favorite though and here she was standing in front of him offering him whatever he wanted. "I can do whatever I want?"

Felicity took a step toward him bringing her lips within a hair of his before turning around and grinding her leather clad ass against his no longer slacks and purred. "You can do anything you want. Stick it anywhere you want if you promise to let me go." Despite her personal revulsion she moaned when he reached around her and groped her breasts. "Do we have a deal?"

"We'll see." Mike ran his finger down her taught stomach finally stopping between her legs. "And I can do anything?"

"Anything." She purred twisting her head to kiss him. He didn't taste much better than he smelled. Coffee, donuts and just a hint tuna flavored the man's lips. She managed to smile despite that. "Absolutely anything." 

Mike gently pushed her away and pulled out a pocket knife. "Hold still. I don't want to cut you." Felicity nodded closed her eyes. He was careful though starting by thrusting the blade between her breasts then thrust his fingers in to crudely tear the fabric away from her flesh. His hands continued ripping and tearing her costume while his lips clamped down around her nipples alternating between licking and suckling. Felicity kept encouraging him with whimpers and moans.

He was stronger than he looked and soon Felicity's former outfit was tattered in the only places that made any difference. What was left looked like a pair of thigh high boots, shoulder high gloves and a mask with bits of ragged fabric still hanging on in places but most of that had been ripped or cut off and now was scattered around the room. 

"Get on your knees." Even with her hands cuffed behind her Felicity managed to smoothly slip down to her knees. There was no need for him to tell her what he wanted. A half grin curled her lips when Mike dropped his dark blue slacks. The bulbous tip of his cock was already pushing its way out of his red and black plaid boxers. Felicity urged herself forward wrapping her lips around the fat crown of his cock and tracing it with her tongue. She ignored the taste of sweat and piss reminding herself that the sooner he was satisfied the sooner she'd be on her way.

Mike reached down and ran his fingers through The Spider's long black hair. "That's it my little cock sucker." He twisted her hair around his fist and held her head in place so he could just slowly fuck her throat. He didn't care in the least that she was sputtering when he brushed against the back of her throat. It turned him on to see hear her gasping for air around his cock occasionally coughing. The tears forming up in the corners of her eyes and ruining her mascara thrilled Mike. He was almost going to blow when he pulled his cock free of her hungry lips. "You ever lick a man's asshole before Spider?"

Felicity had never even considered something as degrading as that. "No." She looked up at him and for a moment she was convinced that today wasn't going to be the day that she tried something new. That faded when Mike pulled her down backwards straddling her face. Felicity inhaled his masculine odor and steeled herself. Then she pushed her tongue between his ass cheeks and started lapping at him. She'd expected the flavor to be much more revolting than it actually was. It reminded her a little of when she'd eaten clay as a child; it was more the idea of where her tongue was than anything else that twisted the heroine's stomach into knots. She wasn't going to let a little thing like her pride stop her now. Felicity did her best to feign enthusiasm with each flick and thrust of her tongue coming with its own pleasured sound. 

Felicity's jaw was exhausted by when Mike finally tired of her tongue plumbing his rectum. He didn't seem to be concerned much with her comfort though. Still controlling her by the hair he pushed her face down on the cold concrete and lined his cock up against her slit. With her hands cuffed behind her she was completely helpless to fight when he thrust into her in a single brutal thrust. Felicity Dawn couldn't remember ever having felt quite so full in her entire life. It felt delicious. Delicious enough that she was able to temporarily push aside the feeling of his hairy gut grating over her back with each thrust. She didn't notice his fetid breath pouring over the back of her neck either. She only noticed that thick piece of meat sawing delightfully in and out of her stretching her in brand new ways. The Spider wasn't faking it when she started pushing her hips back against him trying desperately to drive him a little deeper into her. Her squeals were genuine. "Harder!" The only things she could do to get more of him into her was beg and she wasn't above begging him. 

It never occurred to Mike for a second that she'd be a willing participant in this. He released her hair and grabbed her by the jaw twisting her into as deep kiss. There was no resistance in The Spider; if anything she twisted her hips to give him more of what he wanted wrapping her tongue around his. She should have protested when she felt his already thick cock pulsing and swelling inside her but it felt so good the only thing she could do was wriggle her hips back against him trying to get him even farther inside her. She squealed into the kiss when he dumped his hot semen inside her. Felicity let her eyes slide shut enjoying warmth inside her. Each thrust of his hips and spasm of her pussy sloshed the fluid around until it started dripping out of her to the concrete floor.

When the temporary high passed Felicity found she was still trapped beneath a fat, sweaty stinking pig of a man. "Was that good enough for you?" Felicity hissed trying in vain to wriggle from beneath Mike.

"And if it wasn't?" Mike sat up on his haunches staring at Felicity. 

Felicity rolled to her knees and locked her eyes with his. "Then I'll have to try harder." She let her eyes flicker down to his now flaccid cock. "I don't know how much time I have but I can't be caught here."

Mike's heart started up at the mention of time. He'd been away from his post for the better part of an hour. What was he going to tell his partner? Put in his report? Shit! "Okay." He reached for his the keys from his trousers and quickly undid The Spider's cuffs. "Make it look good and however you got in, do that in reverse."

Felicity looked at Mike and nodded. She walked right up to him caressed his face. "Thanks." She felt him relax just a bit and that was when she drove her knee into his gut dropping him to his knees. She almost kneed him in the face but stopped shy instead torquing her hips and kicking him in the temple knocking him out. "You're welcome." He'd wake up with one hell of a head ache but he wasn't going to need surgery or anything.