Date: Sun, 16 Apr 2023 13:50:52 -0400
From: Craig Cruzer <69qo24@gmail.com>
Subject: Sci-Fi Porn or Reality?

You're going to laugh at me when I tell you that I've been fucked by an
intergalactic alien.  Go ahead, everybody does, but I know the truth.
I've been schooled and I'll never turn back.  It was a dark and stormy
night.  I tossed and turned, in and out of sleep.  Then one loud
thunderbolt shocked my eyes wide open and there he was, standing right
next to my bed.  Lightning flashed and I could instantly see that he was
about the same height as me, hairless, with average legs and tiny arms
like a T-Rex.  His eyes were the kind of huge, cat-like orbs you'd expect
from an alien.  He looked, frankly, a bit like that gecko that sells
insurance.

Needless to say, I nearly jumped out of my skin, and then, before I could
bolt for the door, his eyes flashed like stroboscopic lightning and I was
instantly paralysed. Then, before I could even begin to gather my
thoughts, he was on me.  His skin was extremely smooth and he was warm,
very warm.  He rolled me over on my stomach, his body on top of mine, and
I could feel his tiny arms growing rapidly, winding around my chest like
a grapevine.  In fact, even in the dark, I could tell he was sort of
green.  Pinned in place as I was, I could feel something poking around my
ass.  It was about the size of a president's tiny finger and, apparently,
very gooey.  I knew that some people get off on having various sorts of
things shoved up their ass, but not me. Or so I thought.  It's something
I never thought I'd experienced until Kevin fucked me.

How did I know his name was Kevin?  For that matter, how did I even know
he was a he?  Well, to put it simply, I've been schooled.  More on that
later.  When I first felt his gooey finger-thing penetrate my tight hole,
a feeling of warmth and contentment came over me like a warm blanket.
Even knowing that I was being full-nelsoned by an alien, I melted.
Everything felt good.  Suddenly, I could feel his finger-unit growing
exponentially inside me, like an airbag in a collision.  In a flash, my
ass was filled by his incredible warmth and girth.  His entire body began
vibrating and he began emitting a sound that I could only describe as a
sort of yodeling, but much lower in pitch and decidedly quieter.  Kevin's
hip zone began to pound my ass, harder and harder, faster and faster.  In
any other situation, I'd have been screaming my lungs out, but strangely
it felt good.  Really good.  Really, really good.  I went with the warm
happiness.  I lost all track of time.  Only later did I realize that I'd
been fucked by Kevin for more than an hour.  Or, to be more exact, I'd
been koofed.

Koofing, I've learned, is what they like to do on the planet Keflon.
Koofing and yodeling, not much else.  Keflon is a very smooth planet,
nothing much sticks to it.  I'd describe Kevin in much the same way, very
smooth.  Smooth and warm.  Kevin koofed and yodeled (actually, it's
called koodling on Keflon) and continued to demolish my ass with his
unit, which now completely filled the lower third of my abdomen.  Then
suddenly Kevin started making a noise that sounded oddly like a cash
register, and his vibration ramped up significantly.  I really can't find
the words to describe how incredibly excellent it felt when Kevin let go
of his space-cum.  On Keflon, it's not called cum, it's called learning.
And his unit is correctly referred to as a teacher.  How do I know all
this?  More in a moment, but first,let me try to explain what happened
when Kevin filled me with learning.  It felt like he let go a gallon of
learning.  It was as warm as Kevin, even maybe a bit hot, but the feeling
was indescribably good.  It later learned that Kevin reliably spews two
gallons of learning each time, but what's more significant is how much I
learned the moment his warm, gooey learning coursed through my entire
body.  It was like I'd learned in a second all of the combined knowledge
of humankind since we decided to walk on two legs and think about stuff.

So this I now know.  The planet Keflon is 77,000,000 light years, give or
take, from earth.  Kevin can travel from Keflon to earth in 7.3 seconds.
I haven't yet learned how, but I expect that knowledge will cum to me
soon.  If fact, I'm certain it will, as Kevin drops by to koodle and koof
me every day, sometimes twice if he's feeling frisky.  He's filled me
with so much learning that I now know a ton about life on Keflon.  I now
reflexively lie on my stomach and let his teacher enter my waiting,
quivering ass.  Kevin sometimes leaves his pulsating teacher inside me
for several hours at a time, which is fine with me because I've become a
complete whore for his learning.  Call it a yearning.

Kevin is very considerate.  Last week, Tuesday, was my birthday and Kevin
knew it without asking.  In fact Kevin never talks and for that matter,
neither do I anymore, because it's so much faster to communicate
telepathically.  For my special day, Kevin brought several friends with
him, Ken, Karl, Kayden, Karter and King.  Each took a turn shoving his
teacher up my ass and koofing my brains out.  A great deal of learning
leaked out of me when they finished (thirteen hours later) and I found
myself on my hands and knees, licking up all of the leaked learning from
the floor.  Yes, I now swallow learning, too.  I've become a complete
learning-slut and I don't care who knows it.  I can swallow a teacher
(before it kiffs to full inflation) all the way down my throat, while
telepathically begging Kevin to school me.  As you may have guessed,
"school me" means "explode in my mouth" on Keflon.

I think Kevin loves me, in his way, but he's let me know on no uncertain
terms that the Keflonians are interested in earth primarily because we
have Oreos.  Kelflonians love Oreos, but oddly lack the capability of
making them.  That's what Kevin really wants, and I've reconciled myself
to that reality.  I really don't care much - about anything - as long as
Kevin koofs the living daylights out of me and schools me 'til I'm
overflowing with learning.  Laugh if you want, believe what you will, but
this I know; if you ever get koofed, you'll be a space-slut, too.