Rescuing Tashina from the Unda!
AKA: Rescuing a Sexy Russian Cosmonaut from the Aliens
“How stupid can you be Randy? . . . Seriously? . . . You’ve survived for three years with no problems and you’re going to risk it all for a pair of tits? Fuck! Stupid!” I quickly dodge into another group of large weeds and underbrush! Slipping and falling onto my face, which with the weight of the Porta-SKRAM on my back, made it way worse!
Two more Unda Scout-Ships fly by just seconds later! The Porta-SKRAM will prevent them from locating me using any tech in existence . . . be it Human or Alien in origin. The one thing it won’t do is block any traditional visuals like zooming in cameras or hand held binoculars.
I make another quick dash and dive to the next nearest hiding spot on my way to the bright shiny object moving about right out in the open! “Holy fuck! What is she thinking? To not only be walking about in the middle of everything is one thing. But to also be doing it in her very sexy and very form fitting metallic Cosmonaut uniform!”
After three years of being alone, most of my thoughts are out loud . . . “In effort to counter my extreme loneliness!” She turns again facing in my direction, even though she still has no idea I’m even here! Close enough to get clear view of her cleavage and some very unique black bra looking thing I’m sure is not ISS approved! “Wow!”
Her head jerked in my direction! I may be in camouflage, but that doesn’t stop me from making noise for others to hear! Still another thirty feet away, but close enough for eye contact. I can hear the Unda Ships getting louder, so I quickly wave her to hide! She stands there confused . . . right out in the open . . .
“OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD!” Running as fast as I can towards her as it becomes obvious the Unda are heading our way! Glancing around her . . . there’s no place to hide! “FUCK FUCK FUCK!” The rumbling tells me we’ve only seconds before we are both caught for sure!
Feeling horrible, but I have no choice but to tackle her to the ground as her arms and legs flail like a puppet! She gasps as my full weight comes down on her! Quickly I push my auto-tarp release and the four corner weights shoot outwards, full stretching my camouflage blind, before dropping to the ground covering her shiny silver limbs and my self!
Three quick rumbles fly over us and continue their crosshatch search pattern away from us . . . for now. She realized immediately, that my flying tackle and putting myself in harms way, were in efforts to save her from the Unda!
Her thank you was quick and so worth me coming out from underground! One arm went around my neck as she forced the deepest and hardest kiss I’ve ever felt! While her other hand slid inside my pants a few seconds later! There were no words needed for me to feel her full gratitude in the form of a fast and furious hand job!
Two more Unda Scout-Ships streaked by North to South followed just seconds later by a second pair doing their East to West part of the crosshatch. I can’t believe I only lasted thirty seconds before shooting my load . . . but hers was the first female flesh I’ve felt anywhere on my body in years!
My last three years, it’s been nothing but evade, hide & survive. The survive part made possible, thanks to the SKRAMBLLURR systems the few humans left have put into place. Beyond this, my only recreational time has been with Rosy Palm and her five sisters.
Finally pulling her tongue out of my mouth, my newfound living shiny object says in the sexiest of Russian accents, “Thank you for saving me . . . my name is Tashina.” Holy fuck! It can’t be? “Tashina? . . . From the ISS 14? . . . But how? That was five years ago?”
“Should we maybe get to your place before the ships return? Then I can explain . . . and thank you some more.” I say out loud, “Sure I want details and all . . . but sure could use some more of her gratitude!” She just giggles and hugs me again!
Keeping her and her helmet wrapped in the camo-blind made our several more emergency drops to the ground and mini make out sessions easier. The Unda were not giving up. FYI: Unending Never Dying Aliens. Not sure if that’s what it really means? Heard the acronym Unda only once, with no breakdown. That’s my best guess.
The entrance to my humble abode is so well hidden; I fumble twice, grabbing the wrong weeds and branches to get inside. Finally in and able to breathe, she released her full gratitude, fantastic breasts and hot as hell pussy all over me! Because it takes time to fully reload, I lasted a more impressive amount of time before a second blast off!
Tashina explains, “I’m sorry, but I’ve not had a single second of human contact since I was abducted from the International Space Station. None of us have . . . as far as I know. I’m still confused if it was just a fluke or planned, to attack the day we broke the record for most on the ISS at the same time? Guess it doesn’t really matter.”
I ask, “None of us?” She answers, “I’ve seen quick glances of the others whenever I was being transported from one cell to a lab or other places. We never got to talk and every time, they were always kept alone like myself.” She started to cry, as did I.
Stopping, with a confused look, she asks, “Wait! How have you not been taken after all of this time?” I point to the SKRAMBLLURR on the wall. This one I know: Signal Killing Radial Aberration Multiplexed Blocking Laconic Laden Un-fluctuating Reversing Radar.
“All the Military force in the World quickly learned we couldn’t beat the Unda. Nothing we had was even remotely powerful enough. Our only option was to hide if we wanted to survive. The SKRAMBLLURR renders every single form of technological detection and location null and void.
I’m pretty sure the only human’s left who’ve not been abducted, are hiding behind one of these babies. I don’t know this for sure, since we don’t communicate any more unless we’re in person. Radio signals break past the SKRAMBLLURR’s barrier and you’d get nabbed soon after.”
Seems Tashina is trying to make up for lost time, as she pushes me down again, and climbs on board for another ride! I bring her to one more extra intense orgasm as she gasps loudly while shuddering hard! Wow! She’s got stamina! Way more then me because naptime takes me out of this game way before she runs out of energy . . .
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[WARNING! SKRAMBLLURR POWER DOWN! WARNING! SKRAMBLLURR POWER DOWN!] “OH FUCK!” Not the way I wanted to wake up! “TASHINA!” She’s not answering! Running to the SKRAMBLLURR first, I see the fuse is blown! “DAMMIT! NOT AGAIN!”
“Keep the spares here idiot! Right here! Told you a dozen times!” Heading into the main room, I’m greeted by the worst possible sight! An Unda standing just feet in front of a scared to death Tashina! She’s totally naked, unable to move beyond her shaking hands!
Only one time had I seen an Unda shred a person in seconds with zero effort! That one time is all it took to tell me, there’s not a thing I can do to save her! The fully armed Swat Team couldn’t save that person then and I can’t save Tashina now!
The Unda’s dual weapons unfurl from his stomach and down to his crotch as Tashina leaps onto them as if to sacrifice herself! One goes deep inside her pussy and the other up her ass as her whole body shudders from the real orgasms she’s now having in front of me!
Her legs wrap around what I believe is its ass! There is no humping motion from the Unda! It moves straight up and down as Tashina rides it like a double pogo-stick as she screams and laughs with each additional spasm of pleasures at a level I was not remotely achieving with her!
I could not understand Unda, and it couldn’t speak English. But it knew the universal hand signal for “You are next”. There’s nothing I can do, but accept that I am soon to be riding the Unending Never Dying Alien Dual pogo sticks . . . Without the benefit of having two holes to put them in . . .
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