Free Alien Rights by Nicole Austin Page A

than signs of weakness. And having shown that weakness would make her a prime target for Hank’s brutality in the days to
come.
    So be it.
    “Grow up, Hank. You’re not in grade school
anymore.”
    Emily not only fed the man, she listened to
his tale about the aliens and their high-tech spacecraft. She mentally went
over her mounting bills and declining budget as he detailed the aliens probing
his rectum. She gave him bus fare to get home before showing him out and
locking up the diner.
    Her own commute was brief—out the back way
and up a rickety flight of stairs to her rented room above the diner.
    Stepping into the alley, Emily gazed up at
the stars. As a child she’d dreamed of blasting away on the space shuttle to
visit distant mysterious places. Her customer had insisted there were other
forms of life out there, and as crazy as it may seem, she agreed. Considering
all the planets in existence, so many more than humans were aware of, surely
some of them were inhabited. To believe Earth harbored the only intelligent
life would be rather arrogant and naïve.
    The whole idea of being abducted and taken
away in a spaceship actually sounded pretty damn good to Emily. No more working
her fingers to the bone or fending off idiots like Hank. She’d travel to exotic
locations and settle down when she found a culture where women were not only
cherished but treated with respect as equals.
    While the night sky was full of beautiful
stars, one in particular captured Emily’s attention. It shined a bit brighter
than the others, twinkled faster and appeared closer.
    With the customer’s story still fresh in
her mind, Emily held out her arms, reached toward the beacon of light and
yelled, “Calgon, take me away!”
    Between one heartbeat and the next,
darkness shut out the stars, her body became weightless and rose into the air,
and she drifted off into nothingness.
    * * * * *
    Awareness returned with a whopping dose of
confusion and arousal.
    What the hell had happened? The last thing
she remembered was standing in the alley, thinking about space travel and
aliens. She’d made a wish upon a star then her consciousness narrowed as it
slipped away. How long had she been out?
    Emily gasped and all rational thought fled
as undeniable pleasure blasted through her. She didn’t want to give in and enjoy
the sensations but her body had a mind of its own and eagerly succumbed.
Tension coiled in her heated core, spiraling outward. Racked by overwhelming
waves of sheer bliss, her muscles tensed, held immobile for breathless moments
before an orgasm slammed into her with the force of a runaway train.
    Hundreds of lips, tongues, teeth, fingers
and cocks stimulated all of her hot spots simultaneously, driving her to
mindless abandon and turning an epic orgasm into a global thermonuclear
meltdown. She panted, sucked huge amounts of air into burning lungs and
struggled to make sense of the extraordinary situation.
    What the fuck? Where am I? Did someone
drug me?
    Fear crept in, tightening her chest and
making it harder to breathe. Emily fought back the crippling anxiety as her
mind spun. She blinked but couldn’t see anything other than impenetrable
darkness. She tried to move but nothing happened. Her nude body felt
insubstantial, as if she were floating, suspended and somehow held immobile.
    Her puckered nipples tingled, her pulse
throbbed in her oversensitive clitoris and she had various aches in interesting
places, which convinced Emily the amazing sex had been real. But who’d she have
sex with?
    “You are a heavenly treat.”
    What a sexy voice—male; deep and rich with
a smoky quality that stroked over her skin and vibrated along her nerve
endings. Those words, spoken in his seductive tone, brought her to an instant
state of heightened arousal and longing. Like a drug she’d become addicted to,
hearing him speak again was something she craved. Emily wondered if he could
get her off by merely talking dirty. Unable to fight her