The Strangerville Mystery: Initial Investigation

Zeberon

Going with the girl Ada to the secret lab in the crater wasn’t really necessary.  Zeb could have gone by himself, but he knew that if a fully grown Stra’Cinortcele mother plant was somehow located inside the lab, he’d need help to eradicate it.

Perhaps the girl wasn’t the best choice for this, he thought as he got out of his sleeping pod the next morning. But he had to admit, at least to himself, that he just wanted to spend more time with her.

And to be completely honest, Zeb missed female company in general.  When he’d signed on for a solo mission, he knew being celibate would be the most challenging aspect of it. He enjoyed females…of any species. He liked their smell, their soft shapes, the feeling of their bodies rubbing against his.  

Merve! He cursed, but he couldn’t stop his thoughts from turning more amorous as he imagined the girl’s body.  What would she feel like? Would her pale skin be soft? Would her slim but shapely body feel good next to his? When they kissed, would her single mouth taste as good as the double-mouthed Zemorians’?  Would her two soft hands feel as good wrapped around him as those of the four-armed Y’tician he still sometimes dreamed about?

He couldn’t help it. Zeb moaned as he thought of it all, and took himself in hand, giving a few good strokes.  Being alone was not for him!

Leaning against the wall, he closed his eyes and pictured the girl Ada’s pale pink hand taking the place of his own.  He stroked himself some more as he pictured the richer, darker pink of her mouth as well. He imagined how her body would feel around his…all wet heat, he thought, and groaned as his hand sped up.  In his mind he pictured how her breasts would look. What color would her nipples be? Would they bounce as she rode him? Hels, he bet they’d be tasty little morsels that he could suck until she begged him to stop!

At that thought, Zeb came.  He stroked himself a few more times more slowly and tried to catch his breath.  Though his body had released, Zeb didn’t feel any better. Being solo was not nearly as satisfying as being with someone else.  Zeb sighed as he walked to the cleansing stall to clean himself up.

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