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.