Alien Urges & Affection: When Misty Fell for Shell

Chapter 9 Pleasure

The kiss lasted for a long time and the memory would last even longer. Thought evaporated into raw feeling as they pressed their lips together, their hearts filled to overflowing with emotions. Time stopped. Words and consciousness faded. Soon they felt only feelings of pure peace and deep deep contentment.

But at last, eventually, their lips separated and the kiss broke apart. Both of their hearts, each beating quite fast, were filled with that wonderful warmth that only those who have felt true joy know the feel of. That deep running sensation of heat that penetrates your being and seems to run throughout the whole of you, lifting your spirits and making everything feel so wonderful.

The two teenagers, now rather much in love, looked into each other eye's for a long time, still savoring the moment.

At last Sheldon asked, "Now what?"

He did not feel any particular need to do anything, he was completely happy with just sitting there in Misty's arms. He had just had his first kiss, set of kisses really, and he had just touched his first female bosom. But he seemed to know that something else should come next, the mood seemed to call for it.

"Well..." began Misty, but then averted her eyes, looking down at Sheldon's chest. Her cheeks blushed a deep purple.

Sheldon saw the color change and a second later, his own cheeks deepened in shade as well. "Oh..." he breathed in understanding. She was not joking about what she had asked him to be.

Both teens were silent for a moment as they readied themselves mentally for what would come next. Finally Sheldon said, "I guess we'd better... um, go to my room."

"Yeah," replied Misty with a nod. She had a nervous little smile on her face. The real moment was upon them.

Misty untangled herself from Sheldon and got off him. He stood up and reached out to grasp Misty's hand. He squeezed it and she squeezed back. They both wore nervous smiles as Sheldon led the way away from the den and down the hall towards his bedroom.

Once inside his own rather spacious room, Sheldon let go of Misty's hand, leaving her standing just inside the door way. He quickly let down the blinds, and closed them enough to prevent outside view but still open enough to let some light through. The night was dark now, but the time was not very late. A few houses still had lights on. Sheldon also kicked a few items on the floor out of the way nervously, trying to make the slightly messy room seem less so. The curved walls of the room were colored blue in the pale light from outside. The walls were plastered here and there with posters and a few oddments hung from the ceiling.

Misty stood inside and watched him. Despite the arousal she felt, which had once again subsided to a low warmth, she was nonetheless nervous. This was her first time. It was Sheldon's too, she was sure of that, even though he had never told her. That helped. But still....

Sheldon walked back from the window and turned on the room light. The feeling of their last kiss and vows of partnership to each other were still fresh, helping the mood. Yet, his casual and slightly messy room was not very romantic. As they paused looking at the bed and the now well light space, Sheldon suddenly remembered something he had prepared long ago and said, "Wait here Misty."

He ducked back into the hall but paused immediately. He took a step backwards and added, "And uh... could you close your eyes? It's sort of... special. And stand over there." He quickly pointed and then continued down the hall.

Misty looked where he had indicated a few feet away. The spot on the floor did not look particularly special. She shrugged and took two steps to it, then closed her eyes. A moment later Sheldon bustled back down the hall and came into the room walking past her. There came the sounds of several objects being moved around in the room, and followed by a scratch and hiss.

"Shell?" called Misty after a moment of the noise. "Can I open my eyes now?"

"Not yet." he called back.

Half a moment later, Misty felt Sheldon walk just passed her and there was the click of the light switch turning off out. In the next second she felt Sheldon's hand grab hold of hers and he said, "You can open them now." Misty did.

She let out a low gasp at what she saw. The room was dark once more, but not unlit. About 10 candles of various shapes and sizes lit the room, placed sporadically throughout the space. Misty sniffed and could detect that some of them were giving off sweet odors. "Candles!" she exclaimed. "Shell, where'd you get them?"

"Oh those, heh heh. I uh, had then from before. You see I, well I sort of got them for when I managed to... romance Jenny." he answered softly. "I've had a lot of time to think about that."

"Oh Shell," said Misty as squeezed his hand and moved to stand in front of him. "They're beautiful." She leaned forward and gave him a slow kiss on the lips. Sheldon could not help smiling around the kiss, secretly very glad that he had remembered.

The collective brilliance of the candles was helped by light from the night outside that filtered through the only partially closed blinds. The room was now lit by the flicker of tiny flames augmented by bright silvery pale moonlight. It seemed much more romantic to both of them.

Sheldon let go of Misty's hand and put his arms around her. The kiss deepened into a longer one. Then they broke apart and began moving towards the bed, pausing each step to snatch another kiss. They reached the bed and crawled onto it, still awkwardly kissing as they went. Sheldon pulled back the bed covers, blanket and sheet. At last they broke off kissing and Misty pushed Sheldon back against the headboard, which he leaned flat onto. Then she moved close to him, nudging his legs apart with her knees. Sheldon compiled, parting them and Misty scooted in to sit between them with her own knees drawn together.

Misty put her hands on her chest and they resumed kissing. Sheldon reached out with his own hands and grasped her shoulders first, then trailed down to touch her breasts once more. Misty gave an 'Mmm' into his mouth in pleasure at the gentle touch. But instead of resuming fondling her bosom, Sheldon moved his hands down to caress her ribs and sides, then her waist. He had never told Misty but he thought her midriff had been very sexy whenever he had seen it. He slowly moved his hands over her flesh, not afraid to delight in the feeling of touching so much of what he had look at before but never thought to ever feel. As he gently played his fingertips over her stomach he confirmed his suspicion that Misty, in fact, had no belly button.

His hands occasionally found their way back up to Misty's chest and he would play with her nipples for a bit, before moving back to the rest of her body. He loved the feel of her back and her waist. He playfully kneaded the skin of her slender middle, and ran his fingers along the inside rim of her pants, occasionally fingering the band of her panties.

Misty moaned. She wanted him to touch her breasts more! She could have sworn Sheldon was aware of this and he was teasing her now by only occasionally playing with her teats. Still, his roaming hands were sending shivers up her back every now and then. This was fun, but the foreplay had been going on since Sheldon first suckled her nipples, which felt like hours ago, and she was tired of being hot and wet without relief.

She pulled apart from their kiss and gasped, "Stand up Shell."

Sheldon slide off the bed and did as she asked. Misty followed him to the floor, standing in front of him at the bedside. She then grabbed his waist with both hands, and held on as she knelt down before him. Sheldon watched her, knowing this could only mean one thing. Even though now he was not quite so nervous about doing anything to turn Misty away from him, his heart still raced in excitement. Where Misty knelt on the plush carpet, Sheldon's crotch was almost eye level with her.

She looked up at him standing above her with an almost wicked grin on her face and she said, "I wanna see what you look like down here."

She moved her hands and undid his belt, then unbuttoned the waist of his pants. She unzipped his fly and pulled the clothing down to his ankles. She tapped his ankles in turn and Sheldon kicked his pants off the rest of the way. This left only his boxers between him and Misty's face. Not surprisingly they were tented outwards. Sheldon felt an adrenaline rush shoot through him as he watched Misty undressing him. It was somehow very exciting. He had to fight to keep from twitching with the chemical energy pumping through him.

Misty continued to smile, her eyes open wide in anticipation, as she gently grasped the rim of his boxers. Slowly she began to pull them down, a little bit at a time, drawing out this last act. She watched intently as inch by inch Sheldon's erection was gradually revealed. Misty's eyes got wider and wider in excitement, and sheer surprise, at what she saw. At last the head popped free of the elastic band of the underwear and Misty let out a low gasp. "Wow. Shell... you're so... big!"

"Really?" came the boy's surprised voice. If internet forums and online encyclopedias were anything to go by, he was pretty certain he was just about average.

"Yeah," marveled Misty, her eyes fixed on the turgid organ. "I mean... wow. On my home world, the guys aren't this big at all... Not like I saw a lot of 'em, but I was taught about it.... oh wow..."

Sheldon said nothing, but smiled at her obvious surprise. Misty did not blink her eyes, which were intently focused on Sheldon's semi-erection penis. She tentatively reached out a lavender hand and delicately touched the mushroom tip with her thin fingers. The whole organ gave a violent twitch at the feather touch. She paused for half a second at the reaction, then she reached up with her other hand and grasped it by the shaft, wrapping her fingers around the column of flesh. It was so warm! "Wow..." breathed Misty again.

"He's much bigger than I thought..." marveled Misty inside her head. "About as long, but MUCH thicker... I probably won't need to use my egg-layer with something this big. ...Of course that doesn't mean I won't...."

She touched the tip again with her fingers, this time trailing them around the rim of the head where it met the rod. The bulbous gland was strange to her, yet intriguing. From the little she knew and had seen of her species' males, they did not have such an oddment. It made the organ look somewhat more different than what she had expected.

The skin fascinated her, it was so absolutely smooth and unlike anything else on Sheldon's body. The flared head had a slightly different color than the rest of the reddish pink member. In fact, it was almost purplish in shade. It felt nearly like rubber to her touch as she caressed it. The shaft felt similarly rubber-like, but she also could feel it throb in her grasp. This intense warmth and pulse of the organ were so strange and new to her, and it was enthralling as well. She squeeze the shaft a bit. Purple veins were visible beneath the skin. She had never felt something quite like this before in her life, even with her training.

Misty moved the shaft to point upwards in her grip, then something caught her eye. "Hey," she suddenly exclaimed.

She reached out and gently cupped Sheldon's balls in her hand. As she did so, Sheldon shifted slightly, parting his legs a bit to give her better access. Misty had thought the skin behind his dick was part of his legs, but at last she had noticed the odd fleshy sack hanging down as separate from them. This discovery was even more amazing to her in a way. It was a little pouch of skin, and there was something, it felt like two somethings perhaps, inside of it. There were more tiny little hairs on the skin but nothing else. It also was warm, but not hot like 'little Sheldon' still grasped firmly in her other hand.

"Shell, what's this?" she asked curiously.

"Those are my, uh,... testicles." he answered, deciding that the correct word for them was best now.

"Cute." said Misty rolling the skin around on her hand and through her fingers. "I kinda like this little pouch."

To her amazement, the skin on the pouch began change. Initially it had been slightly firm, but now it had became loose and almost molded to her palm, except for the two objects inside. "I wonder how he's doing that?" marveled Misty as she continued to hold the flesh. She closed her hand over the skin, feeling its weight.

"Be careful," Sheldon warned quietly from above her. She looked up for a second. "They're, uh, kind of delicate..." he added.

Misty nodded and went back. Delicate? "Um, do you not want me to...?" asked Misty uncertainly. She knew that Sheldon was being free with letting her touch and explore him now, she just did not want to ruin the mood or anything.

"No, it feels nice." he answered softly.

Misty smiled, glad to know and also to have further reason to touch this strangely changing flesh.

Just then Misty noticed a bit of liquid that had dribbled out of the tip of his cock. She blinked and inspected the liquid intently, then looked up at Sheldon for a second, then back at his penis. She was this stuff? Sheldon had not *looked* like he was close to climaxing just a second ago. He did not look like he was now. What was this bit of liquid? Males usually only produce liquid when they orgasmed, right? Surely he had not peaked yet?

"Uh, Shell, are you... close?" asked Misty, wondering if he had already passed. She had heard of some males producing very little liquid, or ejaculating prematurely. She was not trying very hard to bring him off, at least not yet.

"No, not yet..." replied Sheldon.

Misty almost sighed mentally. She would have to be careful about that. She needed to make Sheldon happy, to make him pleased to have her as his mate. Still, she knew he would not begrudge her a little more fun.

She gently began to play with his sack in a way that seemed like it would be pleasant, and meanwhile, her other hand had begun to idly caress Sheldon's shaft from tip to base, feeling the veins under her sensitive fingertips and the throbbing warmth of the firm organ. Sheldon, like Misty, had been aroused for quite some time now and it was not going to take much to bring him to a first orgasm.

After only a moment, Sheldon grunted, "Uh, Misty... now I'm getting, huunh... kinda close."

"Oh!" exclaimed Misty, in surpise. She looked at his face and saw the strained expression there. He was close. A little more playing and he would pop. A hungry grin spread across Misty's face. "Well, then I'd better do something about that." she commented.

Sheldon was about to reply but a caress from Misty's fingers on his purple helmet stopped him. Through the haze of chemical arousal, he realized that there was no more need to speak. She seemed to know what was going to happen if she continued touching him, and besides it was simply impossible not to let Misty have her way with him. She skillfully began moving her fingers all over the head of his cock, while slowly pumping his shaft with her other hand. Sheldon winced and twitched sometimes when she touched a particularly sensitive nerve.

"Misty, I'm gonna..." gasped Sheldon in warning as he neared the brink.

Misty leaned forward and opened her mouth, placing the tip of his dick just outside her lips. Her fingers continued to work around the top and underside of the head in delicate caresses that sent delicious sensations straight to Sheldon's brain. This was the most sensitive spot in males of her species and from Sheldon's reactions, Misty thought it was the same with his. The knob of the shaft made it so much easier to concentrate on for maximum pleasure. She increased her pace of pumping on his shaft.

Seeing Misty open her maw to receive his seed was too much for Sheldon and he felt his testicles clench. He shot an arch of milky white cum straight into Misty's mouth, quickly followed by another. At the first spray, Misty's hand worked furiously as she continued to beat him off through the orgasm as a few more shots followed. As the rush subsided, Sheldon swayed slightly and put a hand on the wall nearby to steady himself. He huffed, actually feeling a little winded from the rush.

Misty swallowed his jism in an exaggerated motion, making sure he could see what she did, both to show him what she would do for him as his mate, and also to try to further arouse him. She knew some males found such displays very hot. She was right. Watching Misty catch the sperm from his spasming cock and drink it down was incredibly arousing to Sheldon.

After she had finished swallowing, pleased with the speed of the orgasm and the quantity, Misty said, "That was awesome Shell! I didn't think I'd do so well on my first time!"

Sheldon thought it rather odd for her to say that, and made a mental note to ask her more about that later, but he responded by saying, "Yeah, you felt great."

Misty blinked, and then blushed. "You shot so much though, I was really surprised..." she added.

Sheldon blushed a little at her words, but said nothing. Misty stuck out her tongue and began to clean his dick with thoroughness. Sheldon watched wide eyed as she tongued his wang. He wondered if she would ever give him a blowjob. That had always been one of his favorite fantasies, to receive a really hot blowjob from a girl.

Misty finished with him and sat back on her heels. Sheldon was not sporting a terrific erection anymore, though he had not fully deflated either. Misty smiled, she had just swallowed her lover's seed. God the thought of such a dirty act made her so hot. Well, it was not *actually* dirty. He was her mate after all, but the eroticism of the act was thrilling. It had tasted surprisingly salty, and the texture had been slimy and thick. She wondered in the back of her mind if ingesting his fluids would have any chemical reaction with her?

She rested her hands on the outside of his thighs. "Did you like it Shell?" she asked him with a grin, looking up at him from the floor.

"That was incredible." he replied happy to express more gratitude for her acts. He could not remember a time where his own touch had caused such an explosion of chemical pleasure.

Misty smiled wide and said, "You haven't felt anything yet."

***

Sheldon smiled back, then he looked at her half naked body crouching before him. His eyes traveled down to the crotch of her pants. He wondered if Misty's species became wet down their when aroused. His smile quirked slightly, becoming just the tiniest bit naughty. "I think it's your turn now." he stated.

Misty blinked in surprise at his words. Did he mean it? She glanced up and saw his expression, tinged with the slightest of smiles and his warm eyes looking down at her. He did mean it. She was surprised but nonetheless pleased.

"Ooh, my Shell." she cooed, rising to stand before him. "Care to undress me?" She swung her hips back and forth twice for emphasis.

This time Sheldon knelt on the floor, coming to near eye level with her groin. He put out his arms and rested his palms around her waist. Misty watch him. Sheldon had an intense look on his face as his hands moved to the drawstring of her pants. He undid the knot and carefully loosened the waist of the garment. Then he lowered the baggy clothing to the ground and Misty neatly stepped out of them, then kicked them away. She stood back before Sheldon, his eyes level with her black silk panties.

He swallowed. Somehow he felt this instance in his life was a momentous occasion. As if he were about to cross the threshold into a very different, possibility wonderful, world. With almost trembling hands he reached out and grasped the waist band of her underwear. If Misty's skin could have goose bumped, it would have at the brush of his touch. She felt an thrill of excitement as Sheldon's hands slowly pulled down, revealing herself to him completely.

Sheldon must have been completely mesmerized by the site before him, because he stopped pulling down on her panties about half way down her legs, leaving them stretched between her knees. He just stared at her groin, not moving or blinking at all, completely focused on her.

Misty for her part was watching his reaction intently and was pleased with how she was effecting him. After giving him a moment to get an eye full, she touched the top of his head with her hand. Sheldon gave a small jerk and then looked up. She smiled down at him, then put her hand on his shoulder. Using him for balance, she reached down with her other hand and took a hold of her panties herself. She lifted one leg to step out of them, and then the other. She tossed them on top of her pants.

She was nervous, and even a bit embarrassed now as she stood expose completely to him. Yet she felt a great sense of satisfaction and happiness over having her mate, *her mate*, look at her like this. She had heard of love stories and great moments such as these, but it was another thing entirely to have someone special sitting before you and treating you like the only girl in the universe that mattered. Misty smiled down at Sheldon, who had returned to staring at the space between her thighs. She spread her legs a little to give him better access. She did not say anything, she simply just let him look and take his time.

Sheldon stared unblinking at Misty's pussy. Like most boys around his age, he had seen pictures of female genitals, most explicitly in porn or at worst in educational settings. But not only do pictures not compare to the real thing in girls, they certainly did not compare to what Misty. Her lavender skin alone made her seem exotic to Sheldon. It took on a unique almost pale glow in the light of the room and the sky from the windows.

Sheldon looked intently at her public mound. It was without the slightest bit of hair or even fuzz from what he could tell, utterly bare and smooth looking skin. Her slit was different from a human girl's. The outer lips were thin and less fleshy, thus not completely covering her vaginal entrance and left her inner lips the slightest bit exposed to view. The outer lips a bit darker shade of color than the rest of Misty's skin, rather like the creamy rich purple of her hair. But her inner lips were an almost brilliant pink. "I wonder what she thinks of human skin color?" thought Sheldon in the back of his mind.

Cautiously Sheldon touched Misty's slit with his fingers. As he gently made contact with her nethers, he immediately realized that she was moist. It seemed that her kind did become wet and she was very aroused by the sign of it. He took note of how her skin felt under his fingertips. Her labia were smooth and her flesh itself was ever so soft. Her genitals were very warm, nearly hot to the touch.

With his palm facing upward, he delicately moved his index and middle fingers between her legs, then gently cupped the folds of flesh that were her labia in the curls of his fingers. They seemed less meaty in appearance, and did not look or feel pouty in his hand. But they were very warm. He held his hand still for a moment, sensing the weight and texture and warmth of this imitate flesh against his own skin. He swore that if he concentrated he could almost feel her heartbeat through them.

After a moment of reverence, Sheldon let his hand slightly drop while bringing up his own other. Carefully he spread her lips apart and more bright pink met his eyes, glistening with wetness. This orifice of damp flesh was captivating to him. He traced one finger down the very edge of an outer lip, causing Misty to shiver in response. He started to look up, but she put her hand on his head and pushed his gaze back down to her thighs.

He explored further, everything being new to him. He slowly traced his finger back up her moist outer lip to the top where a small nub of flesh was planted between the two joining lips, peaking out from under a small flesh hood. He was certain he knew what it was. There was not much else it could be, but she was an alien. He stared at it for a moment, and then cautiously touched it with one finger, rubbing across it gently back and forth. It felt firm and slightly erect against his fingertip.

The touch was electric to Misty, who found herself more aroused than she realized by the situation, and it sent a jolt through her. Biting her lip slightly, Misty let out a "Mmmrrrph...."

Sheldon looked up at this. He was certain that he had not hurt her, and judging by her action she was probably enjoying the attention. Still, he wanted to confirm. "Misty..." he spoke.

"Yeah Shell?" huffed Misty after a second.

"Is this... your clit?" he asked, pointing to the small bit of flesh he had just touched.

"My... what?" asked Misty. The word not familar to her.

"Your clitoris." answered Sheldon. "It's... um, what we call it anyway. Though it's got a lot of nicknames..."

Misty blinked. "Whatever you call it..." said Misty, pausing to think of how to explain. Lacking the proper human words, she went with metaphor. "That little girl is... well, she's really sensitive when I'm turned on.... like I am now...."

Sheldon accepted this. He looked back where his fingers were almost touching. So this was the source of so much of her feminine pleasure. Really, he felt in awe of seeing a clitoris for the first time, and even more for seeing Misty's. He touched the firm wet bud again, mentally noting the skin texture, the moisture, the warmth, and everything else he could feel about this marvelous little pearl of young womanhood. Misty shifted slightly at his touch, and Sheldon thought her heard her stifle another moan. She was obviously enjoying his explorations.

After what Misty had just treated him to, he wanted to return the favor, but he was not at all sure where to start. Though after a moment's thought, he realized something he had always wanted to do. For what he wanted to do next, if the situations were reversed Misty would not have had to ask him permission, but strangely he felt he needed to ask her for it though. He switched his gaze upwards again and asked, "Um, Misty, can I... lick your pussy?"

Misty's eyes refocused from their glazed expression onto Sheldon. Her large pupils seemed to shimmer in the flickering light of the candle flames. She her arousal and excitement over his touch, she could not help but think that Sheldon was being very wonderful.

"Yeah." answered Misty quietly, her voice soft. "...I like it when you touch me Shell," she added.

The last remark put a grin on Sheldon's face as he returned to the task at hand. He took a deep breath and slowly moved forward to press his mouth to her wet snatch. He kissed her love bud first, which produced a shiver in Misty. He then tentatively stuck out his tongue and licked her pink tunnel just inside her lips. He used his fingers to keep Misty spread open while he slowly started to slurp at her wet depths, sending pleasure coursing through her body.

After a few moments, Misty had to sit down on the edge of the bed, bring Sheldon with her, his head still between her legs. She feared that she might not be able to remain standing for much longer, as every now and then Sheldon seemed to hit a particularly responsive nerve and cause her to let out an "Aa-ooh," followed by a twitch in the legs. As she rested on the bed, Sheldon continued to lap at her dripping opening, trying to guide himself by her moans and sighs.

His tongue moved this way and that, lingering someplace for a moment before moving on somewhere else within her. He grazed her inner lips and walls, then thrust deep within, lapping at her depths, which caused long moans of pleasure from Misty. Then he would pull back out to flick her little love nubbin, which made her moan louder and often quiver in response. She simply sat there as he kept working her over with his increasingly dexterous tongue.

At one point Misty looked down at Sheldon with his face glued to her groin and thought, "This is just so fucking hot..." Merely watching herself get eaten out sent a thrill tingling through her blood.

At one particularly daring moment, when Misty had become very aroused and her clit was fully erect, Sheldon put his lips around her love bud and sucked into his mouth a little, then began to hum around it, sending vibrations trilling back through her. This sensation resulted in a sudden series of jolting bursts of pleasure that coursed almost violently through Misty and she let out a small scream when he did it the first time, taken completely by surprise.

When Misty screamed and then subsequently began panting to get her breath back, Sheldon paused and pulled back slightly, half fearing he had gone too far or something. However Misty took a firm hold on the back of his head and shoved him back into her crotch, pleading to him, "Don't stop!" He did not.

Misty, for her part, felt her inner heat gradually rise more and more, as that familiar tension built up inside of her. She found herself gripping the back of Sheldon's head and pushing him more into her. She was nearing the brink, with Sheldon was bringing her totteringly close at points. His tongue would touch a particularly sensitive spot pushing her nearer, then let up as it moved elsewhere, only to push her back to the brink once more with some other touch. She could actually feel the chemical torrent building for imminent release inside her head, as well as her loins. Her vaginal walls were twitching in anticipation of the plunge. Sheldon too could sense from how she tensed up and the intermittent spasms that she was ready to cum.

"Shell *pant* I'm gonna..." she gasped out in warning to him as she reached the edge.

Taking this is his queue, Sheldon responded by licking and sucking on her clit vigorously while pushing a finger inside her to add to everything, which launched Misty headon into her orgasm. She let out a shrill cry that quickly rose to a scream, her pussy throbbing and spasming around Sheldon's tongue and digit as he kept moving and pleasuring her. Misty's legs tensed and her thighs pressed in on his head while she gripped his skull between her hands as she rode through the wave after wave of climatic bliss that thundered through her.

After the peak, a moment of flying high, the sexual excitement began to slowly fade, floating down from the heights of pleasure. Misty was panting from the experience and she laid back on the bed gasping a little for breath. Sheldon, who had continued to lick her through the rush, finally stopped as she relaxed back onto the sheets. He pulled his head back from her muff, and wiped his mouth. His chin and mouth were covered in her juices. He licked up some of the stray fluids around his face before cleaning the rest off with his hands. That had not been what he had expected oral sex to be like, but it certainly had been enjoyable. He stood up and moved to sit down on the edge of the bed next to Misty.

"Thank you Shell." Misty said behind him.

He turned and looked at her stretched out, naked and beautiful on his bed beside him. He laid down next to her on his side and took her hand in his, saying, "Thank *you* Misty."

For a moment they stared into each other's faces. Sheldon felt a great sense of physical and mental pleasure over what had just happened. Misty felt the same way too. Besides the physiological reaction of pleasure from the experience, there was the knowledge that each had performed well for their partner. Now that they had overcome those initial rushes of a chemicals, which in their bursts had cleared away the fog of over arousal, each was beginning to feel much more clear headed. Sheldon and Misty were both very satisfied from the last two activities, but somehow each also knew that they had not reached the end of this night's adventure yet.

Sheldon was the first to make a move. Eating Misty out had given his erection time to recover and the experience had been arousing enough to give him another good stiffy. He reached out to touch the side of Misty's face. She smiled, making eye contact with him. As if reading his mind through his gaze, she knew what he was asking with that gentle caress. Did she want to go farther? How did she want to do this? What was coming next?

"Ready for more Shell?" whispered Misty playfully. Before he could speak however, she reached out and touched the tip of his hard tool. "I think little Sheldon is..." she added with a grin.

Sheldon responded merely with a low "Yeah," while smiling at her remark.

He sat up in the bed and Misty followed. "Um..." said Sheldon, "do you want me to be on top? Or should you be?"

"I'll be." answered Misty as she shifted on the bed. She knew that a determined female could better control her orgasm if she were on top during sex.

She reached out and pushed Sheldon onto his back with his head coming to rest on the pillows. Misty then clamored on top of him. She came to a stop on all fours, with her face inches from his. "You ready?" she asked. It seemed an odd query to pose at that moment, but she wanted to know if he was.

Sheldon nodded in answer. Misty sat back and raised herself over his groined. She grasped his hardon with one hand, stroking it slightly more erect. Then she position the head at the entrance to her love tunnel, pushing the tip just into her outer lips. Biting softly on her lip, using her strong legs she slowly lowered herself a little, taking the head inside of her. She suppressed a whimper at the motion, though it did not hurt.

Even if only in small part, Sheldon gasped as the sensation of being totally engulfed by warm wet flesh. Misty paused for just a second, then lowered herself still more, taking an inch of his length into her. This motion did bring forth a whimper from her. Even though it was not painful at all, it was still quite an incredible act. Misty had never had sex, nor had she put anything this large inside of herself. Males from her world were much thinner, though about the same length. She felt odd at the stretching that her insides were doing to accommodate Sheldon's girth, but it was hardly unpleasant. In fact, it was starting to feel *very* pleasant.

She panted slightly as she pushed herself upwards until only the head of Sheldon's cock was inside her, then pushed herself back down, taking in more of his length. She repeated the patterned, slowly feeding more and more of him into her tight pink pussy. Sheldon grunted and gasped under his breath at points, and despite her efforts to keep quiet Misty made little noises occasionally too. Sheldon's expression was a mix of extreme pleasure and happy grinning. His face became gradually more intense while his grin slowly got wider and wider at the same time. The amazing feeling kept building as he watched himself slowly disappear inside of Misty.

It took several minutes of rising up and down on his shaft, but at last Misty plopped herself round bottom down panting on top of Sheldon's middle, with his dick completely stuffed into her snatch. She sat panting for a moment, resting and getting her breath. Then she slowly leaned forward and pressed her torso against his, smooshing her breasts into his chest. The sensation of moving with him embedded deeply within herself made her gasp under breath.

She leaned close enough to him for their faces to meet and share a brief kiss. Misty felt a sense of satisfaction and pride at taking his enter shaft into herself so smoothly. She also felt fulfillment as she realized that she finally had her mate and that they were joined truly as one flesh now. Sheldon had hardly been the boy she imagined choosing or even starting to fall for, but he was certainly not something she regretted at that moment.

"How's it...*pant* feel, Shell?" panted Misty when they finished their kiss.

Sheldon was at a loss for words. "It's... amazing, Misty... I *moan* Oh...*pant* Oh God...!"

The feeling of being completely encased by her hot loins was just too much for him. Misty understood, the sensations were pretty amazing, even for someone who had fingered herself regularly for the last month. It was surreal to be stuff so full. He was stretching her insides, but damn did it feel nice. She could feel the heat from Sheldon's cock within herself, and if she concentrated she thought she could feel his heart beat as well. From the way Sheldon was reacting, there was no need to use her *that* tonight. Not just yet anyway.

Misty shifted her hips, getting into a good position, which caused Sheldon to moan slightly. She grinned at that. "He's in for a rough ride." she thought jokingly. Then it occurred to her that she was too, if she intended to ride something so large inside herself. She had really never dreamed or even thought that Sheldon would be this well endowed, at least compared to her own species.

She put her hands on his chest, still leaning forward over him. She started to slowly and steadily pump herself up and down on Sheldon's shaft. It began with little rises and falls, moving him in and out of her just an inch or so. The slick back and forth motion felt very nice to both of them, even with such a slight movement. The length of the thrusts soon increased as she developed a rhythm. Eventually she was pulling Sheldon almost all the way out and then plunging him back in all the way inside her, with her pussy lips touching the base of his shaft, then pulling him out again. It was unhurried at first, Misty taking her time to feel the motions, as well as give Sheldon a chance to adjust to the barrage sensations.

Sheldon felt Misty's vaginal muscles gripping him tightly at points during her movements and then relaxing at others, complimenting the already deliciously hot and wet tightness surrounding his cock. The erotic knowledge that he was actually inside of Misty, and they were really having sex, served to only heighten the mood of everything for him. Having masturbated all his life, real sex for the first time was absolutely incredible, and practically indescribable. The first moment being so rich with pleasurable sensation he simply laid there absorbing the feeling.

"Aah Misty...." he gasped quietly, slightly tense.

He looked at her face, its expression somewhat tense as she moved herself up and down. "God she looks so beautiful." he thought as he watched her.

Hearing her name, she turned and looked at him, flashing a small smile between the motions. He wanted to kiss her again, but thought it would be unwise to interrupt her rhythm. His gaze chanced to look down at her smooshed breasts and highlighted cleavage against his chest. "She looks hot too." he added in his thoughts.

Sheldon steadied himself against Misty's regular motions enough to reached out and he let his hands roam over her body. They moved freely over her smooth lavender skin, touching everywhere without hesitation, savoring her body with his own. As he caressed and stroked her body, his hands trailed down to her backside, cupping one cheek in each hand, feeling her leg and thigh muscles working under his palms as she impaled herself on his shaft, then rise only to do it again. He massaged her lovely ass in his hands for a bit, loving the feel of the soft flesh. It was different from her breasts, but it was still so femininely soft.

After a while he moved his hands up to her breasts which he started to play with. She eased herself off his chest slightly, allowing her purple orbs to hang freely above Sheldon to give him better access. He took them in his hands and began to fingered and tweaked her erect nipples. He even bent forward to suck on them a little, managing to draw some more honey from her in the process, which brought a gasp from Misty. Sheldon alternated between playing with her breasts and fondling her rump. Unconsciously he started to meet her movements with upward thrusting of his own, his hips involuntary joining her actions.

When Sheldon started to play with her body, Misty almost purred as she felt his hands roamed over her.

"Star systems, I want this...." she thought as she realized how much her body desired his touch.

Even during the throes of their love making, the back of her mind still thought about her newly found mate. She knew that she had picked Sheldon but she wondered how much he had picked her. She had literally grabbed hold of him and confessed to his face about her desire. But feeling his hands touch her now, unbidden or asked for, made her feel oddly content in knowledge that it was his interest in her this time.

These thoughts went almost unnoticed though, because Sheldon was beginning overrode any thought accept their two joined bodies. Her nose was full of the odors of their bodies, the scent of their heavy sweat. Their skins were now slightly slick against each other, adding to the sensations of it all. She could smell Sheldon still, his scent now strongly intermingled with the musk his body was giving off.

Misty was not experienced at sex anymore than Sheldon, so she did not know of many of her 'erogenous zones' for him to touch or tease, but he seemed to be finding some nonetheless. His strong rough hands caressing her breasts and playing with her nipples was one thing. She had not expected that she would enjoy it when he grabbed her ass cheeks and massaged them, kneading the flesh, his fingers running down the valley of her butt crack, just teasing her sphincter but not entering. That had created tingles she had never thought to have.

Then when Sheldon began to thrust upward to meet her downward plunges, things really started to heat up. He was gentle at first, just like she was. After he had got into rhythm with her, Misty brought her hips down a little harder against him. Sheldon quickly responded by pushing up harder as well. She continued driving a little harder each time, until soon Misty was not holding back nor paying attention, letting her legs decide the tempo of their rhythm on their own, which Sheldon followed pace for pace. Minutes passed as they continued to thrust into each other, making the bed shake and squeak slightly at the workout they were giving it.

Misty had given up trying to remain quiet anymore and was gasping, grunting and moaning occasionally as Sheldon plunged up into her. As he continued to thrust and play with her body in his hands, Misty felt the heat begin to build up. She was on her way to another orgasm and from what she could tell it seemed like it would be even bigger than the last one. She closed her eyes, gripped Sheldon around the shoulders for support and just let her body move freely as she fucked her mate beneath her with reckless abandon.

Sheldon could sense a second blast being prepared in his groin. He was surprised that he had taken this much time considering how *incredible* Misty felt around his dick. He did not know how close Misty was however, and even through the hormonal pleasure clouding his thoughts, he knew he needed to be careful of blowing himself before she got off.

As he concentrated on the pressure building in his testicles, he suddenly felt something press down against the head of his cock embedded within Misty. It had not felt like one Misty's wet and velvety folds, but an actual pressure against his cockhead. He would have missed it the first time, except that it was now happening every time he thrust up.

When he next pulled out and then thrust back in, he touched whatever it was again. This second time he felt the soft flesh move or twitch as his little head made pressing contact. Then to his shock and amazement he felt a distinct nip on the tip of his penis, as if by some a pair of fleshy lips.

"What was that?" blurted out Sheldon in surprise to Misty. It had not hurt but it was a real surprise. He did not stop thrusting, but his movements became shallow, not penetrating her all the way.

"Wha...?" said Misty after a second, coming out of her reverie. She opened her eyes, slowly focusing her pupils on Sheldon beneath her.

"That!" said Sheldon, emphasizing with a particularly strong upward thrust.

He felt another nip by something firm, soft, and warm flesh within Misty on the end of his cock. She felt it too.

"Oh!" she exclaimed. "Um, don't mind that... for now." she added quickly.

She stopped thrusting altogether, and set very still for a moment. Her expression assumed a look of concentration. Sheldon stopped too. But as soon as he did, Misty quickly looked down at him and urged, "Keep going." She pawed one hand over his chest reassuringly.

He complied and thrust back into her, this time being the only one moving. Misty's body swayed and moved with each thrust, bouncing rather delightfully as Sheldon watched. When he resumed, he thought he felt something with that first thrust, but he could not be sure. After a few more thrust, he could not feel whatever it was that had nipped him anymore.

Misty's face had returned to that concentrated look, her eyes closed and her mouth lightly bitting down on her lower lip. She held that expression for a full moment before relaxing. Then she looked down at Sheldon pumping up into her. She started to move her hips again and they resumed fucking together. After a moment she said, "Sorry."

"No," respond Sheldon immediately, "It's okay."

If they had not literally been in the middle of hot and heavy sex at that very moment, he would have pressed with more questions. Instead he cupped her breasts again and rubbed them, trying to reassure her somehow. Misty smiled at the gesture. She was secretly embarrassed that she had let herself slip so easily, but that was not important right now. Even with the interruption, her impending climax loomed close at hand. The heating was coming to a boil and she could feel herself spasms every now and then against amidst their thrusts.

"I'm *huff* getting close Shell *huff*," Misty whispered.

"Me *hhnng* too!" answered Sheldon panting.

Misty started to pump down harder and faster, riding him with increased ferocity. Sheldon kept on his steady pace for a bit, fearing to go any faster for himself. Misty was moaning and panting now, and Sheldon found himself grunting with most thrusts. His testicles tightened as the pressure reached a critical point, and he knew he was very close. It would not take much to cause him to blow. He looked up at Misty and saw that her face was flushed a darker than normal lavender.

Suddenly, in a squeaky voice at a slightly higher octave, she gasped out, "Aah Aaaah Aahhhhhh!!!"

Sheldon instinctively knew the time was right and he began to thrust upward into Misty with as much force and speed as he could muster. Following her outburst, immediately one of Misty's hands flew to her clit and she began to furiously masturbate the little flesh bud, all the while she kept thrusting up and down on her legs with jarring strength. An instant later she let out a fantastic scream that shocked Sheldon at its volume, and seconds later her pussy clamped down hard on his dick inside her. Misty's scream kept going as her vaginal walls oscillated between spasms and grips on his penis, which pushed him over the edge. He stopped thrusting and just came.

There were several seconds of tortuously delicious ecstasy as Sheldon's cock became as hard as possible and the pressure reached its maximum, before he seemed to exploded into life, pumping burst after burst of hot cum right into Misty's quivering wet depths. Through her climatic haze Misty felt hot liquid erupt within her from Sheldon's tightly held member, coating her insides with sticky goo. While Misty may have screamed, Sheldon gasped for breath as the force of his own climax hit him fully. They were both lost in orgasmic bliss as their bodies reached new heights sexual pleasure together.

After nearly a minute of extreme tension, their bodies finally relaxed. Misty sagged down on top of Sheldon, sprawling across him, resting her head on his heaving chest. They both panted heavily for nearly a minute straight afterward. They savored the afterglow of their first times and their first love making.