They came from the sky

Stranger In My House Part:2

Chapter Four

I drift comfortably into the farthest recesses of my mind, R.E.M. sleeps overtaking me completely. My mind is clear as if I am floating within my subconscious weightless and free. Suddenly I feel engulfed in warmth, my every nerve ending tingling with the unexpected comforting yet strange sensation. Feeling so exposed to rising heat crawling up the back of my legs to my thighs and butt as it continues creeping up my spine until it is slowly overcoming my body. I instinctively pull back my quilt only to be met with a large arm falling over my torso. For some reason I am not surprised by the heavy limb as it drapes across me it feels familiar as if it had been here all along. Stuck in my dreamy haze-like state I do not feel the need to question it any further. Instantly I recognize the golden tattoos they seem to give me comfort and draw me to a further relaxed state. The feel of this mysterious strong arm pulling me closer to the massive wall of muscle pressed against my back, molding to my every curve somehow growing more intimate. Why wouldn’t it? It was not the first time I had drifted off after imagining some hot man and had an all to dream about what my first night alone in bed with him would be like. Hell, I am still not convinced that I didn’t have an intimate relationship with Vin Diesel after getting s**t-faced at my aunt Teresa’s wedding. I spent half the weekend fantasizing I was reenacting my wedding night with him, as he made love to me on the kitchen counter, in the shower up against my hallway wall.

To this day I cannot watch fast and furious without getting the urge to power up my battery-operated boyfriend. I am pulled from my flashback by the feel of a hand cupping my left breast and pulling me closer into the warm body behind me. He sighs seemingly content to have my mind focused back in on him. Strange to think I have some weird jealous boyfriend kink I am going to need to call a therapist this cannot be healthy. Another loud sigh escapes him and instantly my mind is brought back to my fantasy guy behind me.

The warmth of his breath tickling the back of my neck lightly, it is amazing how real it feels as if he was here laying in my bed holding me so tenderly like we had done this so many times before. I shift slightly closer my back to his front, relishing the idea of having this affectionate imaginary connection. I do not know whether I was having a psychotic break, maybe my mind was finally collapsing to the pressure of yet again having a catastrophic relationship come to a terrible end. Or maybe somebody up there decided to give me one amazing fantasy to make up for one of the worst fatal affairs in my entire existence. No matter the reason, I was going to enjoy this fantasy for as long as I had it.

As if he could anticipate my thoughts, he gently kisses the back of my neck trailing kisses along my neckline creating a wet sensual warm path down to the top of my shoulder. He nips at me lightly almost like he is beckoning me to focus on him and his touch alone. He wraps his arms tighter around my torso pulling me closer to him. Each kiss he places on my flesh making me grow aroused. His free hand teasing me as he caresses my stomach gliding his hand against the soft cotton fabric clinging to my abdomen and using the hand on my breast he pinches and tweaks my n****e. I feel a light pool form between my thighs growing from his touch. He begins slowly sliding his hand down until he reaches the top of my panties band igniting a fire along the surface of my skin. He gradually moves his hands down lower settling between the apex of my thighs.

He continues peppering my neck in light nips and kisses making his way up my neck until he reaches my ear, he sucks the lobe of my ear into his mouth nibbling on it sensually, then letting it glide casually between his lips before unexpectedly releasing long enough to blow on it. The cool sensation sends a signal straight to my n*****s causing them to harden to the point of unbearable pleasure. Gently he releases my n****e and resumes kneading my breast. He massages and cups my breast sensually gliding his thumb across my now fully erect n****e as a wave of yearning rushes over me. I instinctually grind my ass against him feeling his massive stiff c**k trying to impale me from behind as he grows hard with his longing. He reaches his right hand down further into my panties. Slowly stroking my p***y lips meticulously as he parts my lips then slowly strokes along with the wet warmth of my drooling p***y. Slowly he glides his eager finger along my throbbing clit building the intensity of my desire to point of no return, bringing me closer to the edge, until I writhe with anticipation.

He finds my opening effortlessly, spreading my lips apart as he dips his finger into me sliding his hand further between my thighs and forcing them apart. Unhurriedly he pushes his index finger deeper into me, my damp p***y graciously welcoming him into my body as he then inserts his middle finger gently spreading my entrance more. He strokes me tenderly from inside my sopping wet p***y the heat rises in my body. I hear the wetness of my arousal, as he deliberately pushes and pulls them in and out of me, before finding a steady rhythm.

He slides his thumb continues stroking my c******s, my gentle bud throbbing with excitement. My panties becoming completely soaked, as he teases and touches me. While he continues to use his left hand to play with my breast. He continues his sensual torture, his full thick coarse hands teasing my n*****s, sending a shock wave of uncontrollable ecstasy through my body. I’m so overcome by the seductiveness of him kneading and lightly pinching my n*****s until the points are hard as rocks. The intense elation building, as the heat between my thighs, increases to an unbearable point. He speeds up and begins stroking me mercilessly until my underwear is completely soaked through. His kisses becoming more intense and his touch pulls me closer to the edge before he finally pulls his fingers out. And he begins tracing the line from the top of the lips of my labia lightly stroking just above my entrance, teasing me and sending my body into sensory overload. Never releasing my breast from his endless assault of erotic touch. I’m so desperate for my release I attempt to Impale myself on his fingers. He responds by pinching my right n****e with just enough force to let me know he was not happy with my rouge attempt. The unanticipated wave of pleasure it causes forces me into an abrupt stop. Seeming to be turned on by my response he growls the most intoxicatingly sexy, deep, possessive growl I have ever heard. It was so f*****g sexy; I never once heard a man make such an intense noise while he wasn’t inside of me riding his of pleasure. The fact that he could be so turned on just from touching me made my body hum with excitement. He swiftly slid his fingers back in between my folds and found my swollen bud and resumes stroking my c******s mercilessly. Relentlessly he tweaks and teases it to no end before abruptly slipping his fingers back inside of me more compellingly this time. It feels like he was putting my body into a submissive trance that I was all too willing to succumb to; I buck opening myself more to him, while mentally pleading with him to give me the release I was so desperate for.

Before I could be pushed over the edge, he rolls me over onto to back briefly releasing me from his hold. He leans down and takes my left breast into his mouth teasing me with his tongue and nipping at my n****e. He then turns his attention to my right one gently sucking and swirling his tongue around the tip while he teases and pinches my left one with his free hand. The intensity of pleasure coursing through me furiously. Just as I bite my lip unsure, I can handle any more I feel him let go of me. I sigh heavily with the regret of once again being denied my climax, I feel him slip his hands beneath my ass cupping, massaging, and squeezing my cheeks as he kisses my ribcage and trailing down to my abdomen to my hips. Kissing the tops of my hips then abruptly lifting my ass wrapping my legs around his neck just before ripping my panties in half revealing my core to him. He looks me in the eyes before he places a kiss on my lips and then slides his tongue along my entrance in a long slow lick then plunges his tongue into me never breaking eye contact. He watched my response to his every touch. The intensity of his stare only adding to my arousal. Making me cry out from the intense pleasure as he stroked my c******s in time to the pace of his tongue. The feeling of his thick rough wet tongue impaling me is glorious.

God was everything about this man incredibly thick. He lowered me back down to the bed as he reached back up my body gliding his hands across every curve until he reached my breast. Squeezing them so hard as he slid his tongue in and out of me my legs shake uncontrollably from the mere rush of overwhelming pleasure as he pulls me closer to the edge one more stroke and I was sure I’d come apart. Suddenly he stopped sliding his tongue torturously slow out of me and covered my c******s with his full thick lips sucking so hard I felt my soul leave my body, then he flicked his tongue across my already overly stimulated bud, and everything went dark. I completely lost consciousness as the most intense wave of pleasure swept over me.

My body burns with the overwhelming pleasure shooting down my spine to the tips of my toes. Sending thousands of warm shocks of electricity coiling through my every nerve ending in my entire body the pleasure so intense my breath gets trapped in my lungs. My breath grows loud and harsh as I fight to regain air mentally I will my lungs to breathe again. Collapsing back on the bed completely limp from literally the best orgasm I had ever experienced, let alone from a man’s mouth.

I feel myself drifting as if leaving my body, enraptured by the endless wave of bliss it was like an out-of-body experience, I could see my satiated body laying across my bed legs spread wide as the s*x god lays between my thighs still working me over. I watch myself back and writhe in pleasure at one time seeming to try desperately to get away from the bringer of my petite mort.

Before I could have a chance to come back down, I felt his hands back on my body. Rubbing my inner and outer thighs, butt, sides, and breast. Instantly my body responded to his touch drawn to the feel of his glorious massive hands fondling me so attentively. It was as if my body called out to him it felt almost excruciating not to feel his skin pressed against my own. I cannot understand what is happening to me nor do I care. All I know is I can’t take another minute without feeling him inside of me. I need him more than I have ever needed anything in my life.

Before I realized what, I was doing I sat straight up and grabbed his hand pulling him on top of me. He must have been caught off guard because he tumbled down on top of me and we fell backward onto the bed. Him on top of me, I was splayed gratefully underneath his solid form. Nothing in my entire life ever felt so right before. He lifted himself just enough to hover over me and look into my eyes. His wonderful c**k weighing so perfectly across my stomach and groin the mere weight of his c**k was impressive on its own. As it rests upon me so perfectly, fully erect and ready to do, no doubt irrefutable damage to my uterus. I could not help but grow nervous and it must have been written on my face.

“Are you sure?” he looked at me questioningly as his sensual deep voice once again stroked my ears.

I had been so lost in my pleasure I had not realized that we never once spoke during our horizontal acrobatics.

“Am, I sure of what?” I asked my voice hoarse and heavy with the remnants of lust from my all to recent climax.

“Are you sure you want to go this far?” he gestured downward toward the arch of our bodies. And my c******s vibrated greedily in response for to.

“I…I think so.” I stuttered less confidently.

“Let me be clear…After having tasted you, and watching you come apart for me, I am beyond my limit. I will try to be gentle with you; from the minute we start you won’t feel my hands leave your body. I have no intention of hurting you in any way that won’t guarantee you pleasure.” His eyes burrowed into me as he awaited my response. But I was frozen just what the f**k could I say to that even his words could put me in a state of s****l amazement.

“I am… It’s just that…I don’t know how to say this.” That is an understatement how does one tell a man who just blew your mind; without taking anything for himself that your scared his d**k might be too big. I grew quiet, bowing my head unable to think of a way to explain without the conversation ending in complete embarrassment. It’s not like I was a virgin or anything but I sure as hell wasn’t prepared anything of his gargantuan size.

He slid down on the bed until he was eye level with me once more. He leaned up slightly and placed a sweet gentle kiss on my forehead, cheek, and nose. “Ya almukhtar, you have nothing to fear from me I understand, I would never be upset with you for being intimidated.”

“Really? You do?” ok this was most definitely the best dream I have ever had. Since when does a man care about feelings more than s*x? Well, at least any man I ever met anyway. John would practically break out in a tantrum anytime I expressed my feelings on anything s****l. I guess it was why I was feeling a bit timid about doing so now.

“I do, I won't lie I want nothing more than to be inside of you to feel everything I felt wrapped around my tongue. But I will not do anything that would hurt you for my selfish purpose.”

And of course, my clit picked that moment to start vibrating in approval at his words yet again. Lord, how could a man be so damn perfect? It was like my body was protesting. Though I was afraid I could feel the sincerity in his words. Somehow even with the massive fullness looming over me, I did not feel scared I had this unshakeable need to have him inside of me no matter what the price. Besides this was only a fantasy after all there possibly be any pain to come out of it right? So, what the hell.

“Yes! I’m sure.” the level of confidence in my voice even surprised me.

He kissed me; the full warm feel of his lips pressed against mine was so intoxicating. It was like I took a straight shot of tequila. His tongue invaded my mouth, and I could taste myself, as our tongues dance with each other doing their heated sensual winding. It sent waves of excitement through my entire body before he forced his self to pull away. I wanted him there was most definitely no denying that.

“I want you to have no doubts. I only want to be included in your pleasure. I want to feel you c*m for me, I want to watch you relinquish all control of your body to me while you climax on my d**k. But make no mistake, I may restrain myself, but once you allow me to have you there is no turning back. I will not stop until I have completely exhausted your body with pleasure and your womb is growing full of my child.”

Ok so I know this is just a dream, but damn did he just say, child? Better yet why the hell did that just turn me on? An apparition or not this man had some crazy power over me. I am so going to find a therapist in the morning because this kind of obsession was not healthy at all.

“Yes, I did.” He said retorting.

“Huh…?” I asked my head still spinning from the intense kiss and explosive orgasm.

“I fully intend to impregnate you. You are my chosen, my soul mate. We are fated to be together there will be no hitting and quitting. Once you give your give yourself to me, you do so for eternity as your chosen, we will be bound to each other. The Annunaki do not mate like humans, do you understand?”

Fuck it I’m sold; I’ll have to throw away all my romance novels in the incinerator in the morning but f**k it this dream was going to be worth it. I did not want to waste any more time, before I could stop myself, I yell.

“Yes daddy, make me yours.” Ok so that might have been a little dramatic but f**k the role play was his idea.

He squinted seeming to be in turmoil over something the war raging in his eyes was all too obvious, I wish I knew what he was thinking, was he turned off by me playing along? Man, even in my fantasies my anxiety had a way of ruining everything.

“You are my chosen I will always want you. I’m just concerned you are not aware of what you say.” He replied answering my thoughts.

“Wait…What? How did you know I was worried about you not wanting me?” I asked surprised.

“That’s what I mean. By we are connected, your every thought is open to me our minds souls and bodies are one.”

“So that means I can read your mind too?” I slightly lift my head to meet his starting to feel awkward watching him seem to restrain himself mentally as he searched my eyes.

“You already have been, your abilities are weak because you haven’t used them, but they are very capable. You must give yourself to me, then My essence will merge with yours and we will unlock each other’s power we need to connect to the vibrations of the universe to connect to our true potential.”

“Why do you need me to unlock your potential or powers or whatever if you already can read my thoughts.” I cringe inwardly as I ask damn my defensive nature.

“Because we just like the Ankh or the Yin Yang sign, we are connected, without the female and male form in the Ankh the symbol is not complete. Without the darks calming aurora to balance out the passionate energy of the light, there will be chaos. Man needs a woman to continue forming creation and bringing about life.”

“Well, that’s pretty intense,” I say for lack of a better response honesty I was not sure where this was going but I was so turned right now I honestly couldn’t be careless I just wanted him to shut up and touch me right now. I had no idea why I was feeling this way but f**k if I cared I was horny as hell and just needed him to touch me.

He shakes his head at my response then shifts his body so that he is laying on the bed beside me looking propped up on his elbow. He reaches up and cradles my face gently causing me to turn around and face him.

‘Why are you holding back’ His words vibrating through my head. I was too shocked to understand what had just happened did he just use telepathy on me? Was that even possible?

‘Yes, it is possible but that isn’t all I can do. There’s also this.’ He looked at me before turning to look down at my shirt. The turquoise cotton shirt slowly started to dematerialize before my eyes. The cool breeze against my now exposed stomach and breast lingering as evidence of the now lost shirt.

My eyes widened in shock. He simply grinned at me before I once again heard his voice in my head. ‘As well as this.’ Just as he spoke, I had the sensation as if someone were rubbing my stomach leading up to my breast my n*****s grew tight as I watched astound to see them move as if someone was cupping and rubbing them. They moved back and forth as if being flicked by his thumbs sending a wave of pleasure straight through to my core. Then out of nowhere, I could feel the lips of my p***y gently being separated as an invisible finger began teasing my c******s. The invisible fingers picking up speed as it flicks at my already swollen bud. The combination of my breast and c******s being stimulated was so damn perfect. Faster and faster the invisible fingers continued tease touching and stimulating the very same way he did only minutes earlier.

I let out a rush of air as the overwhelming pleasure bubbled over in me, I could hardly even begin to grasp the possibility of this before I felt an all too familiar tingle form in my feet creeping up the backs of my legs up to my butt, hips, and groin. I was about to reach the edge as my orgasm intensified setting my limbs ablaze with uncontrollable pleasure. Then I heard another whisper into my thoughts.

‘No, not yet, I want to feel you c*m on me. I need to be inside of you.’ The invisible hands stopped suddenly and before I knew it, he lifted me. He picked me up so swiftly without even sitting up, it was like he just reached over to grab a pillow or something significantly lighter than me. He cradled me close to his chest as he covered my face, neck, and top of my breast in passionate possessive kisses. My head was spinning my senses overloaded with the full smell of his sweat mixed with a sweet woodsy scent radiating from his body. The feel of his hard-muscular form pressed against my soft curves. His huge hand's stroke my back passionately holding me just far enough, so he can dip his head and claim my breast with his mouth.

‘You taste like heaven, and smell of lavender, I can’t get enough of you I need more. Do you accept me as your chosen, will you willingly give yourself to me?’

“Yes!” I moan out loud lost in the intense passion.

‘Give me your hand with my mark we need to seal our vow of commitment.’

I lift my hand and he releases his left hand from my back and grabs a hold of it, still holding me close with his right. He softly places a kiss on my wrist on top of the strange tattoo that appeared when we first met, before gently placing my hand to his neck where his mirrored tattoo rested. Then he lifted me by my waist lifting me higher until I was hovering just above his swollen c**k.

‘You have to take control, you must take me into you on your own once you do, I will take over.’

‘What!?’ I unknowingly shout back mentally

His voice echos’ a deep chuckle in my head ‘Good Mandisa your start to open up to me with more practice you’ll be able to answer me without needing to be shocked first.’ He caresses the back of my hand then responds out loud.

“It will be fine; just take your time the initial penetration has to be of your own accord to be acceptable enough to seal our mating bond. We are too powerful and as such decreed by Enki we are not allowed to lay with man, but Enlil found a loophole that allows us to do so if we are fated, only it must be the woman’s choice to accept and claim us. So, this part can only be done by you, I will be right here, but I cannot do this for you.”

I hover there over him terrified at the thought of impaling myself with his massive member it stood straight as a board, while he held me up waiting ever so patiently. I looked into his eyes those stunning light honey globes staring back at me longingly and I could not help but be drawn to him. Before I could question myself long enough to hesitate. I gradually lower myself on top of him my breath catches as the tip enters me, it is so wide I almost think of changing my mind until finally, I hear him growl the look of pure pleasure spreads across his face his eyes are closed as he tries to force his self to maintain control. Maybe I am a masochist but the look of pure pleasure on his face only fueled me to keep going I stared back at him sliding further down until the head was completely inside me. Just then he breathes in sharply and once again growls so forceful I can feel it vibrate in my core; his body tightens as his muscles stiffen around me. The sight of him being so turned on sets something ablaze in me. I grow wetter with every flex of his muscles as I watch him physically try to restrain from taking me his self.

The intense response he has to my body makes me lose all sense of modesty. I lean forward and kiss him passionately our tongues crashing into each other like warriors on a battlefield. The invisible hands reach out to me, this time more intense and forceful as they palm my breast and squeeze my n*****s, and stroking my clit until I feel my p***y run over with my water. I grind against him forcing myself further down losing myself to the hypnotic dance between our bodies.

He growls against my lips nipping my bottom lip lightly again I feel the invisible hands twist my n*****s and I lose all control forcing myself the rest of the way stopping when I feel I can feel myself resting in his lap. The initial pain of him stretching me was nothing compared to the glorious feeling of instant pleasure that overtook me as I felt him bottom out inside. The invisible hands take over immediately pushing me over the edge as I come apart in his hands.

He kisses me sucking the moans of both pain and pleasure right out of me. I fall forward laying on his chest with him still hard as steel inside me. He holds me close kissing and rubbing my bare back so attentively. I was exhausted from the intense orgasm but there was no way I was sleeping until I repaid the favor. ‘Don’t you exhausted?’ He whispers into my mind. I forced myself to sit up on top of this gorgeous man. He had no idea that I was not the type to be told what to do once I set my mind to something. I used my hands to brace myself against his gorgeous chest, then reach for the large cool grey upholstered headboard that I love so much still weak from my climax. I grasp the headboard like it is my only saving grace and I begin riding him leisurely unsure if I am strong enough to hold myself up, but I do I begin to slowly rise and bounce on his massive d**k. He hisses enjoying the feeling of my strokes. I catch my rhythm and start to speed up just a little still not completely used to his massive size. He reaches up and strokes my face before his hands trailing down slowly making his way to my breast. I watch him cup my breast and use his thumbs to stroke my n*****s, before letting go rubbing down the sides of my waist reaching around me, and squeezing my ass.

He palms my ass forcefully making me pick up the pace of my strokes. He swats me lightly on the ass, building my excitement. He hissed as I rode him more forcefully determined more than ever to make him come, palming my bare cheeks forcefully he starts meeting my strokes with his own.

He smacks my ass again