Dave & Kate Ch. 06: Consummation

[Author's Note: I know this story has been light on the actual sex so far, so I'm hoping this helps to make up for it. -Sworls]

Ch 6

"Well, I can't stay in bed all day." Dave announced, and got up. It was still Sunday and the pair had nothing to do today, so he stayed in what he slept in: nude except for his alien passenger.

Dave went to the kitchen. He started a pot of coffee and got to work making some pancakes. Kate joined, wearing only a pair of blue underwear. She poured a cup of coffee and decided that eggs & bacon would be a nice addition to the flapjacks. To stay safe from the bacon grease, she put on an apron, tying the strings around her waist to and accentuating her breasts, striking quite the figure. She knew what she was doing, too. Firm round ass accentuated by the cheeky cut of her panties, the apron strings drawing attention to her tight waist, the open back showing off her lithe and tanned athletic build. She knew Dave loved the way she looked, and flaunting it for him always got her a bit excited. Normally this little show would be enough to get Dave to half-mast or more, but he had just cum less than an hour ago, and would need time to recharge.

The pair finished their aspects of the meal about the same time and ate at the table. They discussed possible points of origin of the slime, but soon transitioned to plans for the day. A hike in the woods just behind the house was soon agreed upon. Dave had come back from the camping trip a day earlier than normal, so he was still up for getting some more time outdoors, and Kate was hoping the exercise would distract her from her current state of horniness. She had blown Dave this morning, but she hadn't orgasmed. Not that she was keeping score, but she was going toneedsome sex before long. After a quick rinse of the dishes, the dishwasher was loaded, and they went to change clothes for a quick hike in the woods. Living in rural Oregon has its upsides.

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Organism was not terribly happy with the current turn of events. Host had pulled something he called "shorts" on over Organism and they were constricting. The 'shorts'blocked the flow of air and kept rubbing organism weird.

Why must these things be on me?Organism inquired after a perfectly reasonable amount of time.

Because I feel exposed without them,Host replied.Besides, it's only been 5 minutes. You're fineHost added.

You did not seem concerned earlier after the dormant periodOrganism argued.

I was inside my house this morning. This is outside my house. I don't want someone to see me without shorts on.Host replied.It's different

Is there another human nearby?

No, besides Kate.

But you're concerned about being seen without 'shorts' by a human who isn't there?

Okay, I see your point,Dave conceded,but it's still weird to me. If we don't see anyone, maybe on the way back down we can try hiking without the shorts.

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The trail was familiar and uneventful. Not that it wasn't enjoyable. The closeness of good hiking, and the lack of close neighbors, is a big part of why Dave and Kate bought the house they did. They often hiked this trail and a few others, when the seasons allowed. It's part of what kept Kate in the great shape she was in, and kept Dave's dad-bod from getting out of hand.

They reached their destination around noon, a little mountain lake, fed by snowmelt, which was very rarely visited by anyone but themselves. It was nice and secluded, and very serene. The two had spent many afternoons here and had fucked by the water on more than a handful of those afternoons. Not today, though. They lounged by the water, enjoying the scenery and each other. Dave was pretty blatant with his staring, her tight hiking shorts and lightweight top giving his mind plenty to work with. Kate was doing some ogling of her own. Dave may not have been a male underwear model, but he had good enough features. His best quality was his enthusiasm and upbeat personality. He loved her and did everything for her, and that was more than enough for her. His cock was a close second.That will have to wait, she told herself,but soon. After a couple granola bars and some well-deserved drinks from their water bottles, Dave stood and removed his shorts.

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Organism could tell that Host had sufficiently recovered at the location he had stopped at.

Can we remove the 'shorts' now?it asked.I believe we have not encountered any other humans since we came to our agreement.

Yeah, okay. I promised, and I am a man of my word.He stood and took off his shorts. He pushed them down to his feet, then with a distinct lack of grace, pulled his shoes through the leg holes. After almost falling only twice, he stuffed the garment into his pack. Looking down at himself, he decided that this situation wasn't too bad. From a distance it looked like he was wearing a pair of tight hiking shorts. Maybe the creature could be convinced to look a little more like the garment. It was a bit of a shape-shifter, afterall.

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"Umm, what are you doing?" Kate asked.

"Oh, right. He wasn't enjoying the shorts very much and I made a deal that if we didn't see anybody the whole way up then I would take them off for the return trip. I guess I forgot that you couldn't hear any of it." Dave explained.

Kate accepted the explanation. They hadn't seen anyone yet, they basically never did on this trail. She also didn't mind the chance to see her hubby's cute butt the whole way down, either. It was one of his better features, a result of all the hiking they did. With no further discussion, they started back down the trail.

The creature's black satin-y sheen was oddly flattering in Kate's extra-horny eyes. It had a slight iridescence she hadn't been able to notice before. It would be beautiful if it wasn't so foreign. Then again, maybe that was part of the appeal? The creature, slightly changing to look like it were a pair of skin-tight compression shorts, really showed off Dave's muscles. They way they flexxed and moved as he descended in front of her was arousing to her. She had a bit of a kink when it came to sex and nudity outdoors. The thought of her husband wearing nothing below his shirt, only feet in front of her, was working on her. Her face was already flushed from the exertion of the trail, otherwise her cheeks would have started to turn red. Her nipples, though, were really starting to show. She had worn a lightweight moisture-wicking tank top that clung tight to her boobs. Being only B-cups, they didn't need a ton of support and the garment was enough to keep her comfortable and breathable. Unfortunately, it did nothing to keep her nipples from showing anytime they got hard, which they very much were right now. She was so worked up that even the material rubbing against her nipples was arousing to her!

This is going to be an interesting hike back home, she thought.

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I could probably use the extra sun exposure,Dave thought to himself, growing more used to the concept of hiking without actually wearing anything. His suggestion for the creature to assume a more short-like shape helped as well.

Why is that?Organism asked.

Oh right. Umm, we humans were made to absorb sunlight. Our bodies use it to produce Vitamin-D, which helps us incorporate calcium into our bones, strengthens our immune system, and even increases testosterone. Actually, you should be most interested in that last one.

Why is that?Organism asked

Because it is a major driver of my libido, my sex-drive.

???

Right, umm... More testosterone means I can and want to cum more.Dave simplified.

So your body makes this 'testosterone' from sunlight?

No, not quite. Testosterone is primarily produced by my balls, vitamin D just helps them produce a little more.

Balls?Organsim asked

Right, uh, the oragnisms below my dick. There are two of them. You're actually covering them already. They produce the chemical that makes me want to have sex, among other things.Dave explained.

Organism didn't reply. It was deep in thought.

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The hike back was uninteresting for both Dave and Kate, at least to a casual observer. Kate had been battling her increasing horniness the whole trip back. She almost tripped a few times due to her mind's preoccupation, but she was able to gracefully recover each time. Dave was lost in his own thoughts, as he was from time to time. About the creature, about the implications of it incorporating human DNA, the shape-changing it could do, and if it should have a name. It didn't seem to already have a name, but constantly referring to a sentient being as 'it' or 'the creature' or 'thing' was starting to feel awkward. Then again, what kind of name do you give to a living jell-O? Or an alien? Is it like naming a dog? Do you let the thing choose? You have to let it have some input, right? Maybe it's like picking a username for a website...

Before he realized it, they were within sight of their house once more.

"That didn't take very long." Dave remarked, the time having flown while he pondered.

"Yeah, not too bad," Kate replied without an ounce of conviction. It had been borderline torture for her. The exercise and the constant visual of her husband in that black second skin had doubled her horniness. Her slit was wet enough that she could feel a damp spot had formed in her shorts, and an aching in her that needed addressing sooner rather than later.

The pair went to the kitchen to get some water. Dave poured them both a glass which were both drained quickly. As Dave turned to refill his, Kate couldn't handle it any longer. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her hiking shorts and swiftly pushed them to the ground. She hopped onto the kitchen counter, kicking her shoes and hiking shorts onto the ground below her feet.

Dave turned to see what the commotion was behind him only to see his lovely wife, bottomless, sitting on the counter in front of him. Her smooth, strong legs opening up to him like a lotus in bloom. He could smell her arousal and see the wetness of her pussy.

Dave may have been taken off-guard by her wanton display of desire, but he was quick enough to know how to proceed. He set the glass down fast enough that it almost broke, but that was not his concern. His entire focus was on the beautiful creature in front of him. Hot, gorgeous, glistening, and panting in front of him, Kate was most attractive in his eyes when she needed him. And right now she needed him! He stepped to her and kissed her. Hard. Her tongue shot into his mouth and wrestled with his own. Dave's right hand wrapped around her waist and his left cupped her steamy folds, feeling at once the wetness already there. Kate groaned at the touch. She pulled her top off and tossed it aside. Dave pulled her close, feeling the contact of her torso to his even if it was through the shirt he still wore. He rubbed the fingers of his left hand up and down her slit, spreading her hot, slippery juices up to her clit and all over her mound. Dave pulled his mouth away from Kate's, only to kiss along her jaw line, down her neck, across her chest, and to the nearest nipple. Kate loudly groaned in delight. She needed this so bad! Dave's tongue flicked back and forth on her nipple alternating with a strong suction and back again. His hand on her pussy changed to rubbing back and forth on her clit. Then in small circles. Then back to rubbing the whole opening of her pussy, then back to circling her clit. Constantly changing the pattern meant she couldn't get used to it. His tongue on her nipple also rotated between flicking and circling, periodically switching nipples so both breasts got equally attention. Normally Dave would keep this up for a while to get Kate good and ready, but she had other plans.

"I need your mouth on me, Baby! I need it!" Kate pleaded. Dave obliged. He pulled his suctioning mouth off her tit with an audible 'pop' and his hand away from her drenched slit. She was panting even harder than before and dripping her juices onto the counter top. He picked her up and carried her to the table, where he laid her flat on her back. She grabbed the back of her knees, pulling herself open for him, displaying her flexibility. Dave dove into her. His tongue first made large circles around Kate's opening, spiraling inward until he pressed the tip inside. Kate growled at the incredible feeling Dave's mouth always brought her. He wiggled the tip inside her her velvety tunnel before retreating and moving to her clit. Same as his fingers moments before, he set up a pattern of back and forth over the clit, followed by circling it, then licking all the way down to her opening, pushing his tongue inside her, then back out and up again. Each change in sensation brought Kate a little closer to her orgasm. She groaned and growled every time he switched it up. He'd change the order every few repetitions to keep her guessing, further increasing the building pressure she could feel inside her. It went on like this for what felt like an hour to Kate, she was rapidly approaching a new plane of existence.

Dave was enjoying himself. The constantly changing order of things, the increasing pressure of his tongue, the changing speed of each action, it was a game to him. How much pleasure can he give Kate before she breaks? Normally he could do this a while but today she was at her breaking point after only a few minutes. She started to show the signs he was looking for: her approaching orgasm. He switched to tonguing her clit extra hard with back and forth motions, expediting her pleasurable ascent, and getting ready to hit her with the last thing that will shove her over the edge...

Kate could feel it coming. Starting in her toes, moving as an undeniable wave towards her center, her breathing getting shallower and turning to a whimper.Here it comes, here it comes!

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck" she chanted as she felt the surge rushing towards her.

Right as the wave crested, Dave shoved two fingers into her tight pussy. The timing of the extra stimulation made her cum instantly. The wave crashed upon her body at twice the intensity it was going to only an instant earlier!

"OOOOH, FUUUUUUCK! GAAHHHH! FUUUUUUCK!"

Dave's fingers in her pussy curled up and applied strong pressure to her g-spot, prolonging her orgasm. Her legs clinched around his head, her hands pushing his face off her clit, but his fingers stayed inside her, dragging her orgasm out as long as possible.

Kate's conciseness felt like it had been smashed with a sledgehammer, shattered into a thousand shards. As the pieces started pulling themselves together, she lowered her hips back down to the table. She felt Dave finally pulling his magical fingers out of her soaked passage. She was trembling as she slowly opened her eyes, to see Dave's smiling face licking his fingers clean.

"Oh, fuck, how do you make it so good?"

"Lots of practice," he answered with a smirk. He wasn't lying.

"Ooooh, shit. I needed that." Kate replied. Dave felt his cock twitch at the comment.

Glancing out the window, the pair saw the sky beginning to darken as the sun began to set. Dave made them both sandwiches as Kate took a quick shower, then ate hers as Dave took his own shower. They met on the living room couch, streamed a comedy, and then headed off to bed.

The next week went by rather uneventfully. Dave and Kate went to work as normal. Organism wasn't happy about having to wear 'pants' every day, but Dave seemed to convince him that it was important enough to be necessary. Dave compromised by not wearing anything any time they were at home, which was good enough for the organism. Kate similarly returned to work as normal. The two resumed their fairly normal lives, with the exception of sex: By the time they went to bed each night, Dave would have a very stiff hard-on. Being used to daily sex, and not wearing anything below the belt for hours around a gorgeous woman, Dave was in a near-constant state of arousal from almost the moment he walked in the door after work. Kate wasn't much better off. Having her husband bottomless all the time was having the same effect on her as it did on him! She was nearly always horny when they were at home. She would be positively dripping by the time they went to bed each night that week, her body ready to accept the rock-hard member in such close proximity... except it didn't.

Kate and Dave were both sure that there wasn't much short-term effects from the slimy alien upon Dave's physiology, but it was situated upon a rather necessary part of a married couple's anatomy. Kate hadn't experienced much hesitation putting her mouth on her husband's encased flesh, but sex meant putting itinsideher, and she was experiencing a lot of trepidation. But shereallyneeded to cum around his cock again. Dave's mouth was more than fantastic, but the lack of a good and proper fucking was starting to get to her. Kate needed to feel his thickness stretching her pussy. She was getting horny earlier and easier each day. Her weekly trip to the grocery store on Thursday almost had to be cut short as she quickly bypassed the produce section.

She would start off their evening ritual by stroking is cock under the covers. Working her hands, then tongue, and eventually her whole mouth all over his tall, stiff, thick member, she would orally pleasure him as soon as she could. On Thursday night, she met him on her knees as he exited the shower. She relished the pleasure she was able to rain down upon him, exerting her favorite form of control over her chosen prey. She would suck and lick and stroke, as long as she could make it last, until Dave was a moaning, groaning mess. Finally she would push him over the edge and make him see stars. Normally he would flood her mouth with his cum, but the organism retained his ejaculate each time. Kate initially liked the convenience of it, but was starting to miss her messy reward. The devouring look in Dave's eyes afterward made the loss much more manageable. Dave would follow up her performance with one of his own. He would bring her to a screaming orgasm of her own, each night more intense than the last. Dave put his mouth and tongue and fingers to great use, seemingly more animalistic in his ministrations each night, but even these increasingly intense oral sessions couldn't quite put out the horny fire ever-burning inside her. She didn't realize that Dave was experiencing a similar feeling as well. Her mouth was always great, but it was not a replacement for her pussy. He needed to get back inside her, but he understood her hesitation. Hell, he would probably have a similar hangup if the roles were reversed. But empathy was not enough to quell his ever-increasing need. The situation was untenable, and could not last much longer.

Friday night was too much. Home from work, pizza delivered, sitting on the couch, watching a racier movie than their usual, Dave and Kate were both hunkered down for the night, and both much hornier than the other suspected. They were lounging as had become their new normal, snuggling on the couch with his arm around Kate's waist and pulling her close, with Dave wearing nothing other than a T-shirt, seeing as the alien creature was adequate enough covering while within the house. Kate similarly just wore underwear and an oversized T-shirt that used to be Dave's. Dave couldn't keep his mind on the movie. The racier parts helped distract him, but then he would be even more uncontrollably preoccupied with Kate being right next to him. Dave had been at least half-erect for days, he was so horny. Thinking about her body, her smooth legs, her tight waist, bright eyes, the gentle swell of her breasts... he couldn't take it anymore.