Aliens, Alice, My Sister, and Me

My family have always believed in aliens. I mean the universe is so ridiculously big, how could we possibly be the only planet that's developed life? Now before you judge us too harshly, we're not a bunch of tinfoil-hat-wearing crackpots. I know there's no real evidence of alien life but that doesn't mean they aren't out there somewhere. And hey, even if we're completely wrong and turns out we are alone in the universe, aliens have been such a big part of my life they'll always feel real to me. I mean my parents even met each other at a midnight release screening of Alien, so in a way, if it wasn't for aliens (or the idea of them at least) I wouldn't even exist.

I spent most of my early childhood playing with toy aliens, dressed as an alien, drawing aliens, or talking about aliens. My parents were overjoyed when I became just as excited about them as they were, especially because my older sister Jessica never really got into it that much. Sure she played along and watched the films with us, but she had more of a passing interest than a true passion.

I suppose her slightly more nonchalant attitude did work in her favour sometimes; she was always more popular and generally more well-liked than I was. Of course it also helps to be stunningly beautiful, which she was. I did learn to temper my enthusiasm slightly as I got a bit older. It was better to be known as 'the guy who likes aliens' than 'the freak obsessed with E.T.'

Jessica was definitely glad I was able to act a bit more normal, my status as the weird alien kid at school hadn't helped her street cred. In fact one of the main reasons I reined myself in a bit was because she'd got mad at me about it. In her defence, looking back, she had every right to be mad. She was twenty-one at the time, and I had walked into her room to show her this cool tentacled purple alien figurine I'd just finished painting. Unfortunately, she'd snuck her boyfriend of the time into the house through the window and was in the middle of riding him when I walked in. Being a eighteen-year-old virgin, I didn't know how to react to this situation. So I just stood there and stared. She was completely naked and straddling an erection that was significantly larger than mine (at the time). They were doing it in reverse-cowgirl, so I never saw his face, and he never saw me, so he kept fucking her. As soon as Jessica noticed I was there she screamed at me to get out and pulled a blanket up to cover them. I left quickly but not before I'd seen my sister being thrust into several times.

About ten minutes later, she barged into my room and yelled at me for what felt like an eternity. I tried to say I was sorry, but she wouldn't listen. Once she had exhausted all her rage and gone back to her room, I'm slightly ashamed to admit I had the best wank of my life. I couldn't get the image out of my head. The way her tits bounced as she rode him, the way her lips gripped his cock as it slid in and out of her, the look of ecstasy on her face before she noticed I was there. It was the hottest thing my pubescent eyes had ever seen.

But once I'd jerked off a couple of times, I started to feel incredibly guilty. Not just for using my sister as wank material, or even for ruining her relationship (they broke up pretty quickly afterwards, I don't know for sure if it was my fault, but I always suspected), the thing that was eating me up inside the most was simply that I'd upset her and she was mad at me. We'd always had a pretty good relationship; we fought as much as any siblings do but we always made up. That was a big one though and it took a long time for her to even talk to me again. Thankfully though, eventually, she either forgot or forgave me.

Five years later, I was at university studying astronomy and astrophysics. I enjoyed it, but I did wish that people would be more open-minded when it came to the possibility of alien life. For a bunch of people who had decided to spend four years studying space, they all seemed very against the idea that there might possibly be anything living in it. In first year I'd banded together with three other students who were slightly more open to the idea. We'd become friends and had moved in together for the remaining years of our course. One of my lecturers, a brilliant old man called Professor Neals, was by far the most encouraging of my belief. He said that the field needed people like me to pursue ideas others would never consider. I was over the moon when I was assigned to work with him on my final year project.

Normally you're assigned a project from a set list, but if you have an idea that is feasible and a professor is willing to oversee your project then you can sometimes get permission to create your own. I'd submitted such an idea and Professor Neals had agreed to supervise. The idea was relatively simple; a device which would fit on a telescope and project a message in the direction the telescope was aimed. The whole thing was essentially an excuse for me to try and make first contact.

In the last few weeks before the deadline I was becoming quite stressed about finishing it on time. There had been difficulties getting the components I needed, the lab was never open when I wanted it to be, and a handful of other excuses which the university wouldn't accept. One such excuse was a girl named Alice. I had met Alice a few months back in a nightclub. We were both plastered and single, which was really all the excuse we needed. After about an hour of dancing and publicly acceptable groping, we left the club and went back to her flat.

She lived in a pretty standard student flat not far from my building. We stumbled in the front door and tried (and failed) to be quiet as we tripped over shoes, empty vodka bottles, and takeout containers on the way to her room. She closed the bedroom door behind us and wasted no time removing her slutty vest top before pushing me down onto her bed and climbing on top. I only got a brief glance at her glorious tits before she leaned down and started kissing me. My hands went to her sides and started exploring over her perfectly smooth skin.

I felt my way up her back, around onto her sides and down again. Rising again I brought my hands around to her chest and gently squeezed her boobs. A solid C-cup they were a perfect handful each. I moved my fingertips in circles gently over the soft skin of her breasts as I got closer to her nipples. When my fingers first brushed them, I could feel they were already standing erect. I placed her hard little nipples between my index fingers and thumbs and started to softly squeeze and rub them.

"Mmhhh," Alice gasped, not expecting to be so sensitive so quickly. She moved her head and started kissing my neck as I continued enjoying the little noises that escaped her as I pleasured her nipples. After a few minutes she sat up, I did the same and removed my t-shirt, throwing it to the floor. She grabbed my jaw and tilted my head upwards to kiss me, before sliding her hand down to my throat and gently squeezed, not full on choking me, just enough to say 'I'm in charge here.'

Alice pulled out of the kiss and placed her left hand on the back of my head; with her right hand she lifted her right tit and placed the nipple into my mouth. Accepting my role as dutiful submissive in this situation, I started to suck. Slowly at first, but it didn't take long for me ramp up the tempo until I was sucking at her chest like a hungry newborn. Alice was breathing heavily now and moaning her approval.

"Oh fuck, yeah, mmm, you're such a good boy," she whispered in my ear.

Not willing to stop to talk, I moaned an enthusiastic "mhmm" in reply.

After a few minutes she pushed me away from her breasts and back down onto the bed. She leaned in and kissed my lips, gently teasing with her tongue. Then she kissed her way down past my neck, over my collarbone, all the way to my own nipple. I'd never had anyone really pay my nipples any great deal of attention, so I wasn't expecting quite as intense a feeling as I got when she started to kiss it, flick it with her tongue, and suck on it. It was like I'd just unlocked a whole new type of pleasure.

She moved to the other nipple a moment later, before continuing her descent down my chest. She shifted her position further down the bed and started to undo my belt. With the belt removed, she pulled down the zipper on my jeans, then she grabbed the waistband and pulled them down my thighs, over my knees, and off my legs, dumping them in a heap at the foot of the bed. Next, she turned her attention to my boxer shorts. Re-straddling my thighs she placed her hand on the outside of my boxers and gripped my now fully-erect penis through the fabric. Alice started to slowly move her hand up and down my shaft, which was now begging to be released from the prison of my underwear. She leant back down and once again began to gently suck on my nipple.

A moan of pleasure mixed with impatience and frustration escaped my lips and I tilted my head back into the pillow. My hands moved to the back of her head and held her tight to my chest as she flicked her tongue against my hard little nipple. Eventually, she released my cock from her grip and slid her hand down the inside of my boxers. I gasped as she wrapped her fingers firmly around my throbbing shaft. The difference I felt when the fabric of my underwear was no longer in the way was incredible. Her hand was warm, and I could feel her fingers with so much more detail. It felt significantly more intense as well when she started to jerk me off.

My hands shot down to the mattress and squeezed as I tried to adjust to the new levels of pleasure that were shooting up through my body. Alice brought her face up to be level with mine and looked deep into my eyes, never stopping the heavenly movement of her hand. As we stared at each other, unblinking, she whispered softly: "You like that don't you?"

My breathing was growing more rapid as she brought me closer to the edge, so it was through my desperate, ragged breaths and involuntary moans of pleasure that I responded, "Yes. I do. It feels so good."

Alice moved her tongue subtly around her lips. "You want me to suck you off?"

"Oh fuck yes."

"What do you say?"

"Please. Please suck me off."

"Good boy."

With that, she broke our eye-contact and retreated down the bed. She quickly pulled off my boxers before spreading my legs and kneeling between them. No longer contained, my erection sprang free and stood tall at its full height. Around six and a half inches. Alice once again wrapped her fingers tightly round my dick, she leant down and started to tease the tip of my cock with the end of her tongue. She started by just barely touching her tongue against the skin of my head, then she began to slowly lick circles around the top. Then, without warning, she removed her hand and took my entire length in her mouth, bumping the back of her throat. The feeling was pure ecstasy. The wet, warmth of her mouth and throat alone threatened to tip me over the edge but I managed to hold it back. After a second or two, I'd adjusted to the sensation, and she started to blow me.

Alice was good at blowjobs. If there was some kind of sex-Olympics she would've had a fighting chance at bringing home the gold. She sucked on my cock as she moved her lips up and down the shaft, all the while, swirling her tongue over my tip. There was no hint of teeth, or a gap in the attention. I was wondering how long I could manage to hold myself back from erupting in her mouth when she moved her arms up my chest and started to squeeze my nipples again. The combination of this new-found pleasure, mixed with the whirlwind of intensity surrounding my dick, answered my question -- not long. In fact I could feel the inevitable already starting to happen. As my balls tensed up, all the warning I could manage to get out was a loud moan followed by a simple "fuck".

Alice was a seasoned pro at this though, you don't get that good at blowjobs without giving a LOT of blowjobs, so she knew what was coming. She didn't relent though, she continued sucking and squeezing all the way through the most intense orgasm of my life so far. When I had shot the last load of cum into her throat and she had swallowed it all, not a drip escaping the vacuum of her lips on my cock, she licked my tip clean before climbing back up my body, grabbing my chin, and kissing me on the mouth.

I'd never been averse to post-oral kissing, in fact I enjoyed the subtle taste of my cum in a girl's mouth. We kissed for a few minutes until I'd recovered, our tongues exploring the depths of each other's mouths. Alice pulled out of the kiss when my breathing had returned to normal, she moved her lips close to my ear and whispered: "I want you to eat me out now."

I was more than happy to oblige. We swapped positions and resumed kissing. Slowly I worked my way down her body. Kissing her neck and shoulder, stopping to suck on her perfect tits for a bit, before continuing my descent. I kissed her inner thigh while my hand massaged her breasts. Then I wrapped my arms under and round her thighs to hold them in place. I got as close as I could to her pussy without touching it, I could see little specks of moisture already forming. I breathed out through my mouth, and the warm air sent shivers up her whole body.

I extended my tongue and licked all around her most sensitive areas without touching them, hoping to drive her into a frenzy of desire. I started to brush the tip of my tongue along the ridges of her labia. I felt the distinctive texture of her clitoris and she tensed up when I first touched against it. I had plans to continue this process and edge her for a while, but she had other ideas. I felt a hand press firmly against the back of head and force me in close between her legs. Getting the hint, I pressed the entire length of my tongue against her and went to work. I started at the entrance to her pussy and the taste of it caused my cock to perk up again. Exploring the edges and occasionally slipping the tip of my tongue inside her, I continued for a moment or two. Then I moved up and focused my attention on her clit. I started slow and ever so slightly began to increase the rate at which my tongue moved up and down over her sensitive bean.

I moved my right hand back up to her chest and found her nipple. She was squirming on the bed now, the sensations building and becoming harder to contain. My tongue had settled into a steady but rapid pace and by the rate of her breathing and the way her fingers were tensing in my hair, she was getting close. I kept going until I could sense she was seconds away from cumming, then, quickly, I brought the middle finger of my right hand up to her wet pussy and slid it straight inside her. She gasped at the sudden presence inside as she tipped over the edge and came. It was an intense one. Her whole body shook. Remembering how she hadn't stopped for me, I wasn't about to stop for her. So I kept licking her clit and began to finger her hole. Moving my finger as fast as I could, not in and out, but up and down within her, pushing against the walls of her pussy. Alice moaned loudly and I moved my hand from her nipple to cover her mouth. After a few seconds I removed my finger and relented with my tongue. I sucked her wetness off my finger, enjoying the taste, and moved back up the bed. I lay down next to her and placed my head on her chest. She wrapped her arms around me and held me close. We lay there for a minute or two, not saying anything, just breathing and enjoying being naked with someone.

It wasn't long until my dick was hard again and pressing against her thigh. Almost subconsciously, I started to slowly move my hips, grinding my erection against her leg. Alice noticed this and made encouraging noises. She held me in tight to her chest as I began to hump her leg like a dog. I was growing desperate and several pleading sounds escaped me. After a minute or two she lifted my head to make that intense eye-contact again and said: "I want you to fuck me now."

I was so desperate to be inside her I forgot to ask if she had a condom. I moved as quickly as I could. I lay on top of her and lined my tip up with her entrance and began to slide my cock inside one inch at a time. We both gasped as I entered her. This was a whole new level of pleasure. She felt perfect. Her insides gripped my shaft in all the right places, it was so warm, and so soft. This was where my cock belonged. I never wanted to leave.

Slowly, I drew back until it was just the head of my penis that remained inside her velvety entrance. Then I slid all the way back in until my balls were pressed against her. I pulled back and thrusted in again, and again. Then I started to fuck her, but not at full speed because I was determined to make this last longer than thirty seconds. I leaned down and kissed her while I sent shockwave after shockwave of pleasure up through her body. I took her hands in mine and pinned them to the pillows above her head.

"Ohhhh fuuuuuck. That feels soooo good," Alice moaned.

"Yeah, oh fuck, Alice, fuck me you feel amazing." I responded.

"Mmmmmm, oh good boy, you're such a good boy."

I realised I was really enjoying being the submissive in the dynamic for a change. This meant I was very happy when she pushed me out of her and swapped places. Straddling my waist, she reached down and positioned my wet cock with her dripping pussy, before collapsing onto it in one swift movement. I moaned my approval and Alice moved her hand once again to my throat and gently choked me as she started to ride me. She lifted her hips up, sliding her lips up my shaft, before dropping back down and enveloping my throbbing erection once more.

Alice got into a rhythm and started to ride me quicker, I looked up at her and drank in the way her tits bounced with her, the sweat forming on her forehead, the somewhat familiar look of ecstasy on her face. Suddenly I had an intense flashback to five years earlier, when I'd walked in on my sister being fucked in a similar position to this. Curiously, rather than being the turn off you'd expect, it had the opposite effect. I was hornier than I'd ever been before. I lost any sense of self-control I had left and grabbed Alice's hips and began to fuck her as fast and as hard as I could.

I was having the hottest sex of my life but all I could think about was my sister. What it would've felt like for that guy to fuck her. What it would feel like for me to fuck her. Alice was basically screaming with pleasure now as I jackhammered into her. I felt the familiar sensation that always came before I did.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum."

"Do it. Cum in me. Be a good boy and cum for me. Come on, cum for mommy."

"Fuuuuuucckk, Alice."

It took all I had to stop myself from saying Jessica instead of Alice. I was thinking about how my sister would look being fucked from behind when I went over the edge. I came hard, shooting load after load of cum deep into Alice's pussy. My whole body shook. When I'd finished we both lay there, my cock still inside her but rapidly deflating. We were both out of breath so we stayed there for a while, just breathing and feeling each other's body pressed against ours.

I don't know if it was the fact that the sex had been so good, or that we actually really got on, or that she kind of reminded me of Jessica when she was being fucked, but we saw each other regularly for the next couple of years. Sadly, Alice lived abroad and we both knew that when we finished uni we would probably never see each other again. We reached an amicable arrangement though, we weren't dating, we weren't just fuckbuddies, we were friends -- who had frequent, mind-blowing sex.

I woke up ten minutes before my alarm on the morning of my final project demonstration. I was lying in my bed, completely naked, with a similarly nude Alice lying half on top of me. She had an arm over my chest and a leg wrapped up around me. I loved the way her boobs felt when they were nestled up close to me. It was May and we were having a bit of a heatwave, so it had become very hot in my room. Alice had obviously rejected the duvet in the middle of the night because it had been pushed over towards me. The sun was pouring in through the window, shining off her back and cresting over the horizon of her ass.