Dave & Kate Ch. 04

[Author's Note: Sorry for the delay on this one. The previous 3 installments feel like parts of the same story, and this one like the beginning of a new chapter, and came with writer's block. I hope the following is worth the wait. -Sworls]

Ch 4

Organism was enjoying this dormant state it learned from Host. The load of fluid Host had given earlier was just as good as the first one, and just as nutritious. This time of stillness and...rest?Yes, that felt like the right... it felt right. The fluid Host produced after those times of high pleasure were always so wonderful, but they took time to fully incorporate. Did Host know this and wasrestingon behalf of Organism? Organism decided to ask Host about this later. There were a great many things Organism wanted to ask Host, actually. Organism was also curious about the fluid that it had absorbed from Almost-Host's cloth covering. Organsim was still extending a small tendril up to where Almost-Host's movement limbs joined, enjoying the lingering taste of the fluid recently excreted. The lack of fluid-excreting tentacle like Host had was a surprise, but Almost-Host seemed to have an opening under the cloth covering. Organism felt around softly, getting a feel for this part of Almost-Host. Unfortunately, the cloth shielding was enough to keep Organism from making direct contact with the place of interest, so it contented itself with gently palpitating the area.

Maybe once Host returned to the more active state, it didn't feel right to disturb Host at the moment. Organism had plenty to ponder for the time being.

Dave woke up on the couch. For the second time that day he wondered if it had all been a weird, wild dream. For the second time he confirmed that his memories were real. The second time was much less of a shock. He was glad to have Kate with him this time. Dave started to wonder if Kate would freak out. She hadn't earlier when she discovered this strange alien covering parts of her husband that were supposed to be just for her, but as Dave knew, waking up to this thing could be a startling experience.

Dave looked at Kate. She was sleeping on his chest, right leg thrown over him. She was always gorgeous when she slept. Her blonde hair was falling around her upturned face, framing it in a way that Dave couldn't take his eyes away from. She was making soft murmuring sounds in her sleep. Dave wondered what she was dreaming about. He rarely remembered his dreams, which was just one more reason that he should probably accept whatever the hell is happening to him right now.

Figuring that he had nothing to do and nowhere he'd rather be than snuggled up with a hot, topless blonde laying across him, he decided that going back to sleep wouldn't be the worst idea in the world...

"Hello?"

What the fuck was that?

"Sorry, did not mean to frighten. Wish to communicate, now that Host is active"

It took Dave a minute to remember that this had happened before. He hadn't heard the voice in his head since he left the campsite. The voice had convinced him that he was going crazy, yet here it was again! -but not quite.

Last time Dave heard the voice, it was not quite words, but feelings. A feeling of "ow", a sense of apologizing. This time its much more like actual words, but just in his head. Having someone speak to you with words that have no sound is the strangest thing Dave's ever... Okay, maybe before today it would be the strangest. As of now? Top five. Actually, now that Dave is thinking about it, how is it talking to him?

"How are you talking to me?"

"Not sure. Can feel Host's... feelings through long-thin things just under outter membrane. Push my feelings into the long-thin-cells and you respond."

Long, thin cells? Dave wasn't sure what that meant.

"You mean you are tapping into the nerve cells in my skin?"

"Do not know what Host means."

This was going to be difficult. Dave was thinking about his freshman biology class back in college, trying to figure out how he could describe what nerve cells were to an entirely alien creature. If only he could just send those images to it like he was speaking to-

"Yes, using those. Nerve cells."

That was easier than Dave expected. If he could send the thingideasinstead of just words, then communicating could become very simple indeed. Or maybe complex? Easy for sure.

"First things first. What are you?"

"Do not know."

"Okay... Where are you from?"

"Outside. Place with... big, tall things with rough membranes that don't move. And soft ground."

"Do you mean trees? Are you saying you're from the forest?"

"Yes. Only trees-place before meeting Host."

"Are there others like you in the forest? More... of you?"

"Do not know. Do not remember any like me. Do not remember anything before absorbing Host fluids."

That was grosser than Dave expected. "Why did you choose to, um... stick to me?"

"Host smelled of same fluid found in forest. Follow smell, find Host, stick to Host."

"What smell?"

"Find strange fluid on ground in forest. Do not remember before absorbing the wonderful fluid, but needed more of it. Follow smell to Host and got more."

"So, you absorb my cu-, um, seme-, uh... You found it on the ground in the forest and followed the scent back to me last night, and that's how you found and attached to me?"

"Yes"

Dave realized what had happened. This thing had come across where he'd jerked off yesterday evening and consumed his jizz, then tracked him back to his campsite, attached to him, and forced another orgasm from him, all without him being aware in the slightest. This might not be good. "Are you going toabsorbmore of me? Like, eat my flesh or something?"

"Why do that? Host's discharge of fluids enough."

Dave was somewhat relieved. At least for now, he seemed safe from a fate all-too-common from these sorts of nightmares in the horror movies Dave had seen. His sense of relief was bolstered by a similar feeling of relief from his gelatinous passenger. Dave was unsure if he'd ever get used to that.

Dave looked back to Kate, still sleeping on his chest, still making her murmuring noises. She also seemed to be stirring in her sleep as well. Almost like she was grinding her pussy down onto him, and it felt really good. What kind of dream was she having?

Organism was very pleased with the way things were going. The bitter taste of fear in Host had started slightly but was going away now, replaced with a much more pleasant emotion. Organism shifted focus to it's gentle exploration of Almost-Host, specifically where Host had a fluid-producing tentacle, but Almost-Host did not. Organism extended another small tentacle to explore more

Kate was having a dream. A very sexy dream. First she dreamed that Dave had come home from camping with some weird alien slime attached to his cock that made her finger herself till she came. Then she dreamed that she was modeling lingerie for him. Now she was dreaming that he was fingering her and softly eating her out. In her dream she was laying down on her stomach and he was gently exploring her pussy from behind with his fingers and soft licks of his tongue. Dream-Kate ground her pussy absentmindedly down onto the warm bed she was laying on.

Dream-Dave was reallyexploringher pussy. Touching her outer folds, dragging a finger along her inner folds, licking near her clit, poking the entrance with a finger, up the left side on the outside edge, down the on right, swiping the top across her bud, back to the left, on and on and on! She never knew what he was going to do next! The confusing stimuli was slowly building her orgasm, but she could tell it was going to be a strong one. She just wanted him to shove his cock inside of her and cum! But he wouldn't. He just kept up his seemingly-random manipulations. Kate knew that he was doing it with a purpose, because his touches kept getting more targeted. More swipes across her clit, the licks moving more and more to her inner lips, more prods at her entrance, licking up her juices. He wasn't speeding up, he just kept the same almost-slow-but-steady pace, which somehow made it both worseandbetter. Her orgasm was going to be a big one.

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"Does Almost-Host discharge same fluid as Host?"the creature asked.

"What?" Dave replied.

"When Host feels big pleasure Host produces wonderful fluid. Does Almost-Host make same fluid?"

"Uh, no. Not really. Her body makes a lubricant when she's horny so her vagina can accept a penis without hurting her. Why am I explaining the bird and the bees to you?" The way Kate was grinding her shorts-clad pussy on his crotch was very distracting. It was like he could feel her individual folds on him, even through the fabric.

"What are 'birds and bees'?"

"It's what we call... I think I need to explain a lot more before you would understand that conversation. For now, just know that Almo-,Kate, does not cum like I do. Her body makes more lubrication when she cums, but not the same amount as me. Why are you asking?" Dave looked again at Kate's face, still framed by her blonde locks, still asleep on his chest. She looks more flushed than before. Her cheeks a little more red, her brows slightly furrowed, her breathing getting deeper. Dave is starting to get an idea of what kind of dream Kate's having, her hips were grinding into his own more than before, her whimpering increasing along with the grinding.

"Want to know if there will be same fluid Host makes for consuming. Fluid 'Kate' is producing is good but not as nutritious as Host fluid, and there is not as much."

Dave could feel the increasing warmth of her pussy on his crotch, almost picture the parts he was feeling as he poked and... what was he feeling? Through the fabric of the tight bicycle shorts she still wore couldfeelparts of her pussy that he knew weren't possibly pressed flat to his hips given her current position.

"Do I feel what you feel?" Dave asked the creature.

"Yes? I pass feeling from outer membrane to Host."

"How are you feeling her pussy?"

"Am exploring 'Kate' where 'Kate" and Host are different with these."

Dave felt something on his left hip and looked. The slime had produced a little tendril about the thickness of a pencil and slowly waved it. The tendril gave a small caress to Dave's upper thigh, just beyond where the slime covered his hip, and he could feel it. He felt the tendril touching his leg, but he could also feel his leg through the tendril! Then the tendril sank back into the rest of the slime, as if it never existed. Concentrating on the feeling of his wife's nether regions, he concluded that what he was feeling was the exploration of a pair of those tendrils, from the viewpoint of the tendril. Dave could feel the slime's pokes and rubs on Kate's outer lips. Occasionally a tendril would drift across Kate's cloth-covered clit and cause her to jump a little.

Dave thought it Kate was beautiful in her not-quite-orgasming state. She was always beautiful, but her face when she came was his favorite. He decided that both of them had waited long enough. Dave knew that she wasn't going to be able to reach climax like this.

Dave wrapped his right arm around her back, holding her torso to his. He pulled her face to his and kissed her, which she reciprocated as she gently rejoined the waking world.

"Mmmm... That feels good Hun..." Kate mumbled sleepily.

"Let me make it feel even better" Dave replied. He then gently rolled the two of them so that she was on her back, head resting on the arm of the sofa, and he was above her. With a "Sorry, you'll have to explore more later" to his symbiotic passenger, Dave started sliding down Kate's body, leaving a trail of kisses. He made sure to kiss her earlobes, and then licked the nape of her neck. Dave then trailed south to Kate's left nipple, licked it, then enveloped it with his mouth. Dave sucked on the nipple in his mouth and then circled the nipple with his tongue, and repeated, eliciting ever-stronger moans from Kate each time. After about 45 seconds he pulled back, the nipple audibly popping out of his mouth, and latched onto the other nipple, which received the same treatment. Kate knew Dave's playbook when he was going down on her. He always did this because he knew she loved the nipple play. The sucking, the licking, swirling, even some light stretching of her sensitive, pink nipples always got her riled up! She also knew that he was about to move onto the only thing he did with his mouth that she loved even more than sucking on her boobs, and used the opportunity to start sliding her shorts down.

After giving Kate's wonderfully perky breasts the oral attention they deserved, Dave finally resumed heading down her body. From the creamy-white of her breasts to the lightly-bronzed abs just below them, Dave trailed soft kisses. Kate worked hard in the gym and watched her diet diligently, and her visibly toned abs proved it. The tanning she did in the warmer months only accentuated her efforts. If there was a ranked list of parts of Kate that Dave found enticing, her tight and toned waist was definitely towards the top. But, Dave would have to admire her figure another time, he was still on a journey.

Kissing down past her tanned & toned stomach, and across her smooth-shaven mound, Dave finally reached his destination. He started by licking her outer lips. He shouldn't have been surprised at how wet she already was, she had been teased in her sleep for half an hour or so already. Sensing how close she is, Dave goes ahead and plunges his tongue into her entrance.

"Oooh, that's soo good..." Kate breathed. She moved both her hands to her breasts and began to squeeze and massage them herself.

Dave licked Kate's pussy from the bottom of the opening all the way up to her clit. He swirled his tongue around the sensitive nub and moved his tongue back down to her opening, repeating the circular motion, and going back up to her clit. The constant motion had a strong effect on Kate and her whimpers and whines continued and grew. As Kate's moans grew louder and higher pitched, Dave spent more time on her clit. He would swirl his tongue around her clit two or three times and with increasing pressure before moving back down to her opening to lap up her juices. Kate's hands had progressed to pinching her nipples as well as roughly squeezing her flesh. Kate's moans continued to go up in volume and pitch, eliciting and increased attention and pressure on her clit from her husband, which only made her moan louder, trapping her in a vicious cycle of sexual pleasure.

At this point Dave's tongue was glued to Kate's clit. He would roughly lick his tongue back and forth across the sensitive nub, then strongly swirl around it, then back to the licking. Kate's opening was absolutely dripping with her natural lube which was starting to run down the crack of her ass. Kate was rocketing towards a very strong orgasm. She was so close to the edge. She just needed...

Dave could tell by Kate's whimpering and shallow breathing that she was very close. He decided to give her what she needed. Dave extended the middle finger of his right hand and gently circled his wife's entrance.

Kate felt her husband's thick digit at the mouth of her pussy.

"Oh fuck, give it to me! I nee-" Kate's plea for release was cut short by Dave's finger being shoved inside of her, all the way past the second knuckle, stretching her so deliciously. It was exactly what she needed.

"OOOOH, FUUUUCK! MMMMM!" Kate squealed as her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave. She bucked her hips straight at Dave's face forcing his tongue even harder against her very sensitive clit and trying to get more of his finger inside her. Kate's tunnel contracted around Dave's middle finger like a vice. Her hips continued to buck up and down in the throes of her orgasm, her squealing never stopping. Dave had one last card up his sleeve, and he played it now: he curled his finger in and pressed it hard against the front wall of Kate's vagina. Kate's orgasm was no where near being over, but now a second orgasm hit her.

"AHHH! AHHH! OOOHH, FUUUUCK!"

Dave knew that if he waited until Kate was already cumming, hitting her G-spot would prolong and intensify her orgasm. Sometimes the move would make her cum more than once, like now.

Kate's vagina redoubled it's grip on Dave's finger. Kate's bucking went into overdrive. Kate's knees came together so hard that they forced Dave's face away from her love button, but there was nothing she could do to stop his rubbing her hyper-sensitive G-spot even if she wanted to. Dave continued to force his fingertip back and forth over Kate's inner wall, keeping her orgasm from slowing down in the slightest. Kate was cumming so hard she could hardly breathe!

After almost 30 seconds, Kate's body slowed down. Dave stopped rubbing her G-spot, allowing Kate to come down from the mind numbing pleasure he had given her. Her vagina was still pulsing, but reluctantly released his middle finger. Dave's hand was completely covered in cunt juice.

Dave had come to really enjoy the flavor of his wife's lubricant. He often found her wet when they were together at home, and had sampled it thousands of times. He raised his right hand to lick the finger clean when he remembered the symbiote attached to his waist.

"Here you go, right from the source"he thought towards the slime as he placed his hand on the creature where his hip and thigh met. The black mass quickly covered his entire hand. The slime seemed to be very interested in Kate's juice because Dave felt a very unusual swirling feeling all over his entire hand all at once. A moment later the black mass retreated from Dave's hand, which was completely free of any liquid that had been there.

"What do you think?"Dave though at the slime.

"Interesting. Different that Host's liquid. Not as nutritious. Would need to consume larger quantity to survive."Dave was examining his hand when he heard a soft gasp from Kate.

"Oh fuck. That wasn't a dream, was it?" Kate's eyes were wide, hand covering her mouth in shock. Her face was still flushed from her orgasm, but her breathing was starting to slow down.

"Nope, it's real." Dave confirmed.