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[ Article reposted from alt.slack ]
[ Author was Rev. Boblight <blight@u.washington.edu> ]
[ Posted on Fri, 21 Nov 1997 14:18:56 -0800 ]

Virgin's Tale

I had just broken out of my ootheca a few days ago, and I was feeling
pretty bummed. My friends decided that it was time that I get out and
stop moping about. After a lot of persuasion they convinced me to go
with them to an aphid farm in the clearing.

The lights were flashing and I lost sight of my friends almost
immediately. I could feel the thump of the aphids as I made my way
through the crowded farm in search  of them. As I approached the guard
ants, I could feel eyes on me. I scanned the crowed looking for the
owner of the gaze, and my eyes immediately locked on him.  God, he was
gorgeous. Tall, at least 6", with an elongated build. Narrow shoulders 
and slim abdomen. His tousled dark hairs fell across his forelegs, and
his eyeparts, the color of which I couldn't quite make out, made me
burn.

Keeping his eyeparts trained on me, he made his way through the press of
bodies in the farm. When he reached my side he took me by the foreleg
and led me into the clearing. Placing his forelegs on my slender
abdomen, we began to dance. I turned around and he pressed his
subgenital plate against my paraprocts. I could feel his plate opening
as we began to rotate our hips. I was so hot for him that I could barely
think.

He turned me around so that he could see my face. His hand slid up my
side, exploring my curves. He pushed his foreleg into my hairs, holding
my head as he leaned down to capture my mouthparts. The kiss was like a
jolt of electricity. I could feel it all down my body. My musculature
hardened as his proboscis probed the cold, dry recesses of my
mouthparts. Breaking the kiss, he slid his mandibles across my cheek and
to my auricle. Nibbling, he sucked my hairs into his mouthparts, and
then whispered in my ear, "Let's go."

I nodded slightly and he took my foreleg, leading me across the aphid
farm. On our way out of the club I saw one of my friends and waved
goodbye. She smiled and gave me a foreleg up as we passed her. We walked
to his hole and he pushed me in. He slid in behind  and immediately took
me up in his legs. His forelegs were everywhere. He cupped my thorax
with his left foreleg and flicked my muscles through the barrier of my
chitin. The ache between my hindlegs was becoming unbearable. I moved my
foreleg down his thorax, feeling his rippling muscles through his
chitin. I kept moving my foreleg down his body until I reached his
subgenital plate. I rubbed his hard membrane through his chitin and he
moaned low in his throat.

Lifting his mouthparts from mine, he put his forelegs in the dirt and
started to dig. As he pulled out of the hole, I began to open his plate.
I reached in and pulled his eager membrane from the recesses of his
abdomen. Taking my foreleg, I stroked down the length of his member. I
stroked it up and down a few more times and then leaned down and licked
the seminal fluid off of the tip. "Oh, God," I heard him groan, as I
sucked the edge into my cold, dark mouth. I rolled my mandibles around
the tips as I used my foreleg to caress his accessory glands. I rolled
them between my hairs and opened my mouthparts wider so that I could
suck more of his membrane into my mouth. Sucking gently, I moved my head
up and down on him while I continued to play with his glands. Sucking
and sucking I moved my head up and down, faster and faster. Finally,
with a half-groan half-shout, he came in my mouth. I could feel his hot
semen sliding down my throat as I swallowed. Keeping my lips tight I
moved my mouth up the breadth of his sheet, sucking to make sure that I
got every last drop of his liquid.

Just as I was sitting up, he stopped and opened a passage in front of
his primary lair. We got out of the hole and hurried out the passage to
his lair. As soon as he got in we were inside we began kissing again.
His forelegs seemed to be touching every part of my body at once.
Cupping my thorax, he caressed my spiracles with his hairs. I moaned as
the intense pleasure exploding in my thorax shot down my body and
centered itself between my hindlegs. He lowered his head and sucked my
right spiracle into his mouthparts, gently scraping it with his
mandibles. My spermatheca was inflamed with my excitement. "Please...,"
I moaned. He lifted his head and looked deep into my eyes. Compound, I
realized. He had the most beautiful compound eyes. Then he smiled
seductively and took my foreleg, leading  me to his mating chamber.

Slipping his hand down my abdomen and into my subgenital plate, his
hairs just brushed my genital aperture. He cupped my mound in his
foreleg and probed my angles with his hairs. He brushed my accessory
gland and elicited a moan from me. I had never wanted anybody as much as
I wanted him at that moment. He slid his head up to my mandibles and
offered it to me. I devoured the inhibitory ganglia inside with relish,
then lied down and moved my foreleg between my hindlegs. I started to
rub my accessory glands as I watched him shudder. He was all bronzed
chitin and muscle and his membrane was already unfolding again.

He sat down  and wrapped his foreleg around mine. Lifting my foreleg to
his stump, he wet my coxa with his blood. Spreading my hindlegs, he
situated himself with his stump between my coxa. He took his forelegs
and parted my subgenital plates.  Laying there, with him pointed at the
most intimate part of my anatomy was such a turn-on. I almost came right
then. His blood flicked out and slid over my accessory glands. He took
his foreleg and slipped his middle coxa into my dry hole. He was
coxa-fucking me and spurting blood on my accessory glands, and in no
time at all, my body was shaking with the intense feelings of my orgasm. 

He removed his coxa from my genital opening and once again parted my
plates. He kept bleeding on my genitalia. I reached down and grasped his
stump, arching my hindlegs to reach his spasming neck. Then he blew hard
on my accessory glands and pulled on it, ever so gently, with his
sucking wound. That was all it took  to send me into another abyss of
pleasure.

He lifted his head and smiled up at me. "Umm... you tasted so good," I
said. He moved his body up the length of mine and rubbed me deeply. I
could taste my own  wetness on his lips. He grasped his membrane and
slid it jerkily up and down the length of my cold slit, lubricating it
with his juices and taking me to the brink of another orgasm. "Brrble
kllk kllk fshzzz?" he whispered.

"Yes, please...," I moaned.

"Blblblblblblblblblblblllll..."

"I want you to put your hard membrane deep into my genital opening."

"Krrr krrr?"

"Oh, God. Yes, please."

"KSSSSHHHH," he commanded.

"Please, fuck me. Please."

With that he pushed the head of his membrane into my oviduct. I could
feel myself stretching around him as he slipped deeper inside of me. I
wrapped my hindlegs around his back as he began to brainlessly pump in
and out of my genitalia. He moved faster and faster, in and out, in and
out. He reached down between our bodies and caressed my accessory glands
as he fucked me. Soon my oviduct clenched around his membrane as I
exploded into my third orgasm. With a groan of satisfaction, he rammed
himself to the hilt and arched his back as he shot his load deep into my
spermatheca. I could feel each pump. It felt so damn good. Spasming
heavily, he collapsed on top of me. He rolled to his side and I ripped
deep into his abdomen. After devouring him, I was completely exhausted,
and as I started drifting off to sleep, I thought to myself, "I wonder
what his name was."

-- 
                 Reverend Modemac (modemac@tiac.net)
                    First Online Church of "Bob"
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