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This is a story. A story about kindness and innocence, lust and manipulation, knowledge and love.

For loners, you could find worse places to live alone than in the Northwoods of Wisconsin. If you can deal with a half-hour drive to anything resembling fast-food, the nights that make you feel like the smallest thing in the world, and of course the trees everywhere, it’s a paradise.

It’s a paradise because it’s a place where you can not only run around your house wearing only a pair of boxer shorts, but your backyard, frontyard and probably up and down your block (or at least as far as your houses treeline extends…those bigfoot sightings make a lot of sense now huh?)

With that sort of isolated atmosphere, there are a lot of secrets to be found in the Northwoods.

That said, what’s another little secret?

In a particularly isolated section of the Northwoods, a section of forest looked as though it had been sheered in half. From the proper angle, the snapped, broken and still smoking tree trunks formed a sort of groove through the trees. Emphasizing this perceived groove through the trees is fairly deep trench carved into the earth away from the broken trees, to a rounded impact crater. Away from the crater, the occasional snap of a twig and a shuffling sound can be heard, moving further away from the crater, and closer towards a barely seen pin-prick of light through the trees.

At a fairly large, one-story house, a 20-something man named Jonas bridge is idly watching the news. Sitting in a recliner wearing sweatpants and a white t-shirt, Jonas’ relaxed posture belied an athletic frame. Briefly glancing to his right, out his living room window, Jonas looked out into woods and the darkness that could swallow you whole within.

The shuffling grew louder, and a among the snapping twigs and rustling leaves, a faint wet sound could be heard, approaching closer to the dim light above the doorway of a lone house.

Jonas turned off the news, and stood up to stretch himself out. Walking out of his living room he passed a hall window and paused. The backdoor of Jonas’ house, and the entryway connecting it to the rest of the house was extended so that from Jonas’ current position, he could see a shadow cast by someone outside his backdoor, but not the person itself.

Surprised, as it was 11 at night, and the middle of nowhere, Jonas followed the hall to the entryway/porch for his backdoor and opened it.

A doorway. Safety. Shelter. A tremulous hand was raised and formed into a fist. Before the first knock could be struck, the door swung open, and person’s face and body filled the frame. Blurred vision obscured the finer details of the occupant and the pounding in the ears almost drowned out the “oh…my…god…” that escaped from the man’s mouth.

You don’t expect visitors in the middle of the night up north, unless it’s a neighbor who’s dog or cat got loose and they just couldn’t wait for morning to start their search. Caution against a possible home invasion is non-existent, and most long-term residents forget that there is a darker side to human nature. So when Jonas was greeted by what looked like a victim of a violent assault, he could do little else but register shock.

The eyes were what struck him first; they were purple, and their loveliness was only slightly hampered by the blood caking over the right eye from a cut on the girls forehead. Her black hair, despite being unkempt and matted, shone in the moonlight. Her body was full-figured while still youthful, or so Jonas could see by the thin layer of body armor that covered her arms, stomach, thighs and neck. The rest of her was covered by thigh-high black boots, a black mini-skirt, and a black short-sleeved top exposing armored midriff.

That armor looked to be for naught however, as the girls right arm hung limp at her side, with most of the plating stripped off, and blood running down to drip off her finger tips. Her stance was unsteady, it looked as though she couldn’t support any weight on her right foot, which from the angle of the ankle, seemed to be sprained at least. What little clothing she wore had been burned or torn, exposing more armor covering her body underneath, which was similarly dented, or in some places, punctured.

Looking back to the girls eyes, Jonas realized just how lost in his internal reverie he was as he saw her eyes become more unfocused, despite her staring at him. When her left pupil suddenly dilated, he barely had time to reach out and catch her before she slumped to the ground.

His hands under the stream of hot water, Jonas rinsed the blood off some formerly white cotton bandages in his kitchen sink. Looking up as he shut off the water, Jonas saw his reflection in the window over the sink and for what felt like the hundredth time asked himself if he had made the right choice.

His initial reaction when he had carried the unconscious girl into his living room had been to call the police, but after a closer look at her wounds, he realized that 911 would have to wait until he had at least gotten her stabilized. But after using up almost every bit of medicine and bandage in the first aid kit, it seemed that keeping the mystery girl “stabilized” would take awhile.

She hadn’t woken up since the initial collapse, and Jonas’ medical knowledge was limited to episodes of ER and Rescue 911 when he was younger. Returning to his couch, Jonas felt a bit proud of himself for how he had dressed the girls wounds, in spite of being unable to take off that damnable armor wherever it was still intact. That pride turned into an appreciation of the girls beauty as Jonas watched her. He had splinted her ankle, and wrapped a tourniquet around her arm, and now kneeled down to towards her face so he could gently wrap the moist cloth around her head, having already placed gauze on the gash above her right eye.

Jonas watched as the girls face twisted into a small grimace at the contact, and mentally thanked whatever god was listening that whatever had happened, she wasn’t brain damaged or otherwise unable to feel anything. After gently pressing down on the bandage, Jonas caressed the girls cheek and hummed a soft tune. The lines of tension in her face melted slightly, and she pressed her cheek against his palm. Jonas’ heart skipped a beat when she opened one eye that focused on him.

“Shh” Jonas whispered “You’re safe. Just take your time, and get some rest.”

Her eyes clouded for a moment and an ugly frown crossed her face before looking down at her wrapped arm and splinted ankle. Looking back to Jonas’ face, she muttered what sounded like a begrudging “Thanks” before shutting her eyes.

Standing up, Jonas pulled an afghan off of the couch and gently covered the girl’s body before fetching a second afghan and climbed into his recliner. Pulling the blanket up to his chin, Jonas said “I’ll be right here if you need anything okay?” A muffled grunt was the only response he got.

As he turned off the light, Jonas spoke into the darkness “By the way, what’s your name?”

It was silent for a moment before he got an answer “Ko’Mander….but you can call me Blackfire...”

“Dammit! Couldn’t you have put on a clasp or something?”

“Yeah, cause that makes so much sense…armor that be taken off with a flick of the wrist.”

“…yeah okay, but my fingers are starting to cramp up…”

“Wait! It feels loose…I think you got it.”

“yeah there’s a definite give…Okay That’s it!”

After having woken up in the morning to find Blackfire awake and hungry, Jonas cooked breakfast and as Blackfire ate, he checked and cleaned her bandages. Blackfire was smiling at the doting attention, but was shaken out of her appreciation when Jonas told her now that she was awake, he could get her armor off. Blackfire outright refused, but couldn’t deny Jonas’ insistence that her armor might not have prevented some internal damage, considering how beaten and dented it was. Soon, Blackfire caved to Jonas’ pressure, and this is how the 2 found themselves on Jonas’ bed with Blackfire sitting up, her legs splayed wide, and Jonas kneeling between her feet with his hands wrapped around her left thigh as he slowly peeled the last of the armor on her extremities.

While Jonas had said his “fingers were cramping” the truth of the matter is that Blackfire’s leg and arm plating was rather set up like pantyhose, where it slides up from the fingertips or toes and then latches into the main body suit. While Blackfire’s arms had been rather easy to do, save for being careful of her injured one, with the seam joined just past her shoulder, her leg armor synced with her body armor very close to her nether regions which made Jonas’ hands shake slightly as he tried to find the hidden switch to disengage and loosen the plating.

Having found it and slid the leg armor off, which collapsed into conveniently sized pile that looked almost like a roll of duct tape, Jonas looked up and took a deep breath as he gazed on Blackfire clothed in what was basically a plated-metal one piece swimsuit.

Blackfire saw the humans strange behavior and cocked an eyebrow at him. Strange, he had seemed…relieved when he had to remove her black mini-skirt and top only to find armor underneath. But now he was staring at the same armor with a mixture of fear and…want? Blackfire waited a few moments more before saying “Well, aren’t you going to help me with the rest?”

Jonas jerked out of his reverie before looking at Blackfire. Coughing nervously into his hand, he said “I don’t think I need to go any further. Now I can see you have some bruising here…”

“What?” Blackfire interrupted him “you badger me to take off my armor to check for serious injuries, but you won’t remove the armor that’s covering my vital organs? What kind of sense does that make considering…” Blackfire pointed to a deep groove in the armor along the left side of her stomach, wincing slightly through the confused/suspicious look that she was shooting at Jonas.

Jonas glanced nervously to the side, away from her gaze “that armors not just covering your internal organs, it’s also covering your…skin…” turning toward her, Jonas attempted a nonchalant shrug as he continued “but hey, if you’re comfortable getting naked in front of a stranger, I’ve got no problem”

Blackfire grinned in utter delight as she surmised the reason for Jonas’ discomfort and tapped a quick beat on the plating over her stomach as she said “Oh well, I guess if you’re too scared of a little…skin…I guess I’ll keep the armor on…”

Jonas’ head snapped around and his eyes narrowed at Blackfire’s mocking challenge. Blackfire just grinned at him mischievously as he said “fine” and gently nudged her feet. Taking the hint, Blackfire splayed her legs out widely (obscenely), as Jonas kneeled between them. Sitting on his ankles, Jonas cocked an eyebrow at Blackfire and said “so What’s first?”

Blackfire casually reached over with her left hand and pressed her fingers onto the series of plates covering her mid-section. She made a complicated gesture and there was a click-hiss as Jonas saw some of the plates raise up off of her stomach. Sliding his fingers under the edge, Jonas lifted off the belly plate, which revealed Blackfire’s taut athletic pectorals.

Jonas swallowed and set that piece off to the side and said “What next?”

“I can’t get the next bit on my own with this arm. I need you to press your fingers between my chest.”

Jonas mouth went dry as he placed he pressed his palms together, fingers spread and leaned forward. Blackfire said “Stop” and told Jonas to press the backs of his hands together instead. Confused, and with his arms bent at an awkward angle, Jonas reached forward until his finger tips were touching the armor that covered up Blackfire’s cleavage. Jonas felt around until his fingers felt a place where the armor gave in and pushed harder. With small clicks, one, two and then three holes opened up underneath his index, middle and ring fingers. Figuring out what came next, Jonas pulled his hands apart, and watched in fascination as Blackfire’s chest armor split down the middle and pulled away from her, but moreso as her magnificent breasts came into view. Jonas drooled slightly as he reached behind her to pull the armor away from her back. Carefully maneuvering the plate around her arms, Jonas set it off to the side, and felt his erection swell looking at the beautiful girl sitting in front of him wearing what amounted to armor panties.

Jonas’ said “So…how do you take that off?”

Blackfire said “It’s complicated, so I’d rather you hold me up while I do it myself”

At Blackfire’s instructions, Jonas wrapped his left hand around the back of Blackfire’s head and neck, and used his right hand to hold Blackfire’s side. Waiting until Jonas has a good grip, Blackfire reaches down with her good hand and slides her finger between her legs, which causes Jonas’ eyes to bug out. Reaching a point in the armor just before the curve of her ass, Blackfire pressed her middle finger into a hole that opened between her legs. Jonas’ gasped softly at the Lewd gesture, and Blackfire smiled at him as she teasingly pulled upwards on the armor, which slowly slotted and clicked as it peeled away from her pink, pouting lips.

Smiling at Jonas’ staring, Blackfire finished pulling on the metal separator and said “you can let go now.” Jonas leaned back as braced herself with her good hand so she could remain sitting up so she could truly enjoy Jonas’ gawking.

It was a strange, but very sexy sight Jonas drank in. Blackfire’s metal “thong” was split into 2 halves that encased her thighs and ass. A line of smooth, flawless skin which clearly illuminated Blackfire’s smooth mons, her delicate hood, slightly parted lips, and the pucker of her asshole. Blackfire leaned forward and pointed towards a barely noticeable notch at the thinnest point of metal separating her legs from her nethers.

“Pinch there, and it’ll fold up like the chest plate.”

Jonas gulped because the “There” she was indicating was on either side of her pussy lips. Gritting his teeth, determined to keep some sense of decency he still believed he had, Jonas put his hands carefully against the metal pieces of Blackfire’s armor and closed his eyes. From there, he moved his hands lower by feel, hearing Blackfire chuckle at his discomfort, which cause him to fumble briefly and his thumb brushed against soft flesh that made him groan internally as he knew what he had just touched. Feeling the notch with this finger and thumb, he pinched like she had instructed and felt the metal under his fingers slide and shift in and up, and keep sliding up until he was running his hands across the top of Blackfire’s thighs.

Jonas leaned back and opened his eyes. Looking down at the now fully nude Blackfire, who’s only remaining armor was the ass-plate that she was sitting on, Jonas breath caught in his throat. This wasn’t the first time he’d had a woman naked in his bed, but sure as hell, she was the hottest. It was only her injuries that prevented Jonas from diving between her legs and sucking on her clit until she squirmed and came onto his dancing tongue.

Too bad that the mental image of a moaning, squealing Blackfire just made his erection harder and, to him, more apparent, though Blackfire thus far seemed not to have noticed it.

Blackfire let him watch for a few moments longer before saying “Well? How bad do I look?”

“Absolutely gorgeous…Oh! Your Injuries! Right, Jesus I’m sorry!” Too late, as Blackfire’s face was split into a happy, wicked grin at Jonas’ complimenting outburst. Unable to situate himself, and figuring that Blackfire probably knew about his…ah…”condition” Jonas adjusted himself before standing up and stepping off the bed. Blackfire’s eyebrow raised when she saw him grab his crotch, but said nothing as he walked around to the left side of the bed and leaned over to check the bruising on her left side. Running a finger very lightly along the underside of her ribcage, Jonas stopped when she hissed in pain.

“I think you probably got a bone bruise here, that’s probably not gonna feel right until next week at least. And this” Jonas leaned closer and pressed his right hand against Blackfire’s back which made her grit her teeth. “And these are definitely some pulled muscles.” As he ran his hand up and down the length of Blackfire’s back, he smiled slightly and said “quite a shame that, I guess you’ll have to wait until these heal before any…strenuous activity”

Blackfire caught the tone in Jonas’ voice and looked at him curiously “Strenuous activity? What’d you have in mind?”

Jonas chuckled and stood up. Looking down and Blackfire’s naked form he chuckled again and said “as if you don’t know, or did I inadvertently end up rescuing a big tease?”

Blackfire closed her legs slightly and sat up straighter so she wasn’t using her arm to support her weight before said wickedly “Who’s teasing? You’ll get in just as much trouble for this as I will.”

Jonas frowned and said “Trouble? In regards to what happened to you?” pointedly looking at Blackfire’s injuries.

“No, for you looking at me naked” said Blackfire with a slight one-armed shrug “I mean, maybe you could get off lightly by saying you were treating my injuries” Blackfire cocked an eyebrow at Jonas smiled wickedly “But I won’t hold my breath on that regard…”

Jonas was confused and his face showed it. Blackfire internally cursed herself, she forgot that earthlings had different laws in regards to taboos about nudity. Thinking fast, she quickly covered up her breasts and looked away from Jonas with what she hoped was a bashful expression and said “…Where I come from…it’s illegal to be seen unclothed if you’re under a certain age…”

Jonas’ eyes lit with understanding and he said kindly “I understand…Let me get you into some clothes.” Jonas dug through his dressers to find a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt. As Jonas helped the now seemingly shy Blackfire put on her new clothes, sans armor, he maintained his kind helpful expression while in his mind, suspicions formed…

“She was taunting me through the whole undressing, but when she realized that what we were doing wasn’t illegal, Now she turns timid? She’s obviously hiding something, and I bet I can guess what it is…”

4 days later.

Blackfire woke up, blinking in the late-morning light. Stretching and yawning, She crawled to the side of the bed and gingerly placed her feet on the floor. She winced slightly as she stood up, but stubbornly limped to the folded up clothes that Jonas had set out for her.

Being an alien certainly had it’s advantages. One of the lesser known “Super-powers” that tamaranians possessed was a slight faster healing than humans. As it was, Blackfire had gone from being thankful to Jonas for his doting on her, to becoming annoyed as he insisted she take it as easy as a weakling human would have had to.

Blackfire may have been somewhat incognito, but she still had her pride, and when Jonas saw the evidence for himself of her bruises fading 2 days ago, he let up on what Blackfire felt was a “Mother-Hen” act. Though…Blackfire thought to herself as she slowly pulled a simple t-shirt over her head, She thought about how here annoyance was less with Jonas’ doting was less annoying than the fact that he no longer flustered and fumbled whenever she stripped nude so he could change her dressings. His face still turned slightly red, and his eyes still had that strange look of want which she couldn’t figure out, but he just wasn’t as much fun to play with as the first time.

Stepping out of the bedroom, Blackfire limped down the hall to where she heard the TV on in the living room. As she walked she thought “Well, it’s not entirely his fault…now I’ve got to play the ‘good-girl’ card and pretend to be embarrassed when I’m naked which sucks Gllredlskletch…” Rounding the corner into the living room, Blackfire saw Jonas was in his usual recliner watching TV. Smiling, she turned towards the kitchen where she saw a plate with toast, eggs and bacon laid out on it. Before she could pick it up though, Jonas called to her “Hey Blackfire, come here before you eat, I think we should talk.”

Blackfire groaned. Even across massive cultural boundaries, the phrase “We need to talk” bodes nothing good. Jonas gestured to the couch when Blackfire walked into the living room and as she sat down he paused the program he was watching. Jonas turned to Blackfire and said “I’m a little concerned about you Blackfire, and I’m quite frankly afraid for your safety.”

Blackfire sighed and rolled her eyes “I’m healing up fine and I’ll be right as rain in no time-“

“That’s not what I’m talking about” Jonas said, interrupting Blackfire. As Blackfire looked at him, curious and slightly offended at the interruption, Jonas continued “When you had me take off your armor that first time, I thought that was some kind of foreplay for you, but then you told me where you’re from nudity is forbidden.”

Jonas raised his hand to his face with his index finger along his jawline in a thoughtful expression “See, I have a little trouble with that because you were more than fine to flaunt your body when you thought it was wrong, but now that you know you or I can’t be arrested for it, you’ve supposedly become bashful, and that is an act I’m not buying.”

Before Blackfire could interrupt him (probably by shouting at him, to judge by her expression) Jonas said “Don’t get me wrong, it’s a good act, and I probably would have fallen for it if you hadn’t teased me earlier. But, the act itself, coupled with what preceded it has led me to a few ideas about how you ended up on my back porch looking like hammered shit.”

“Obviously, you’re in the superhero or supervillain racket I hear about on the news all the time. That’s one of the many reasons I like living in an out of the way place; I don’t have to worry about becoming collateral damage in some titanic struggle, or end up a mindless drone for some mad scientist or psychic who thinks they can rule the world. Now let me show you something…”

Jonas picked up his remote and started pressing buttons. He had shown Blackfire yesterday how Jonas had paid for a specific type of entertainment that recorded live programs for him to view later. Blackfire was far from impressed but felt she put on a good show of interest for his benefit. When Jonas highlighted a news report he had apparently saved a few days ago, Blackfire’s teeth gritted when she saw her simpering sister dodging laser fire from a giant robot. The report was saying a new supervillain was tearing up downtown Jump city, but the Teen Titans were distracting the criminal while police and firefighters evacuated citizens from collapsed buildings. Jonas paused the recording just as Starfire had let fly with a starbolt and turned to Blackfire, who’s face was a mask of contempt and hate.

Blackfire saw Jonas looking at her and turned away from the TV. She was frowning slightly, but otherwise just waiting for him to speak. Jonas turned off the TV to remove the distracting image of Starfire from the screen.

“There wasn’t a lot left of your clothes from whatever happened, but you have to admit, what you staggered up in looks really similar to what this ‘Starfire’ girl wears. From what I was able to find on my dial-up internet connection, this girl is apparently an alien princess. She has quite a following of fans not just because of her heroism, but also because her ‘innocent naivety’ makes her more approachable and likeable.”

Jonas pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes “I’m not going to say this girls fan club is nothing but perverts or saints, but I know innocent, naïve people usually don’t stay that way for long, especially if someone who isn’t so innocent is around.” Jonas leaned forward and starred into Blackfire’s eyes with a serious expression “From what I’ve seen so far, you’re not naïve and you obviously have enemies, but you are innocent in one very big way…”

Jonas paused for a few moments, thinking. Blackfire waited for a little while before saying impatiently “Is that it?” Jonas waved a hand “no that’s not it, I just want to decide how to phrase my next question…okay, I got it” Looking Blackfire in the eyes again, Jonas said in a cheerful tone “Blackfire, how would you like it if I stuck my dick into your pussy and fucked you until I orgasmed?”

“…What?”

“It’s a simple question” said Jonas with that agreeable smile “Would you like it or not? Or how about if I called up a bunch of people to fuck you?”

Blackfire thought for a few moments, trying to figure out the humans strange question. Figuring she could just say ‘I’m Fine’ she opened her mouth only to be silenced by Jonas’ “Stop”. Extremely irritated, Blackfire saw that Jonas’ eyes were cast downward. He was wearing a serious and slightly sad expression as he continued.

“That was a test…and you failed. I wanted you to tell the truth, and you couldn’t. Either because you believe telling the truth is a weakness, or you think letting someone know that they know more then you is a weakness.”

Jonas raised his eyes to hers again “I don’t care either way, but I want the truth from you, because I can’t in good conscience let you walk out of this house healthy and whole just to get raped someday…”

Blackfire watched the human thoughtfully. Finally, she shrugged and said “Okay, I admit it, I don’t have a clue what you just said to me, happy?”

“I’m happy you said it, but unhappy that you don’t know what I said. You were telling me the truth a few days ago? That where you come from it’s illegal to be seen naked?” Blackfire nodded in affirmation. “Why is that?”

Blackfire seemed taken aback by the question and thought for a few moments. “I don’t know” She finally said “All I know is that law is tied in with our marriage rites, and then the only time you can be seen naked is in the presence of your husband or wife.”

“When do you’re people get married?”

“About half-way through our 4th life cycle.” Seeing Jonas’ confused look, Blackfire explained “Around 25 years old”

“I see…tell me…are there any other of your people laws that center around a certain age, or that age in particular?”

Blackfire’s eyes narrowed in suspicion “Why do you want to know that?”

Jonas chuckled softly under his breath “Babe, do yourself a favor and never play cards because you have a crappy poker-face…anyway I have a guess that there is another law tied in with the life-cycle marriage law which has to do with mating”

Blackfire said “you’re right. I don’t know when it started, but the subject of mating is very taboo on Tamaran unless you are married. If you’re not married and let yourself be seen naked or try to find out what mating is, you get exiled.”

Jonas sighed and shook his head before saying “well here on earth, mating is…something of a taboo subject, but not to Tamaran’s degree.” Jonas held Blackfire’s gaze as he said “Blackfire, I want to teach you about what mating is.”

Blackfire’s eyes widened when she heard that, and they sparkled mischievously as they considered how forbidden it would be for someone her age to hear the secret. Smiling wickedly she asked “Are you offering to mate with me?”

Jonas rolled his eyes to the side and smiled as he said “Well I’d be lying if I hadn’t considered that, but I’d really just be happier if you knew what mating was so you didn’t end up doing it and not know it.”

Blackfire thought briefly about Jonas’ offer and considered evilly “Well it’s not like I can get exiled from Tamaran twice.” And said out loud “Okay then, what is mating?”

“Well first” Said Jonas “I have to ask whether or not you know what the physical difference is between a female and a male…In regards to mating, which can also be called sex, fucking, boning and other terms.”

When Blackfire said “I know a bit about what makes men and women physically different, but not really in that regard…” Jonas coughed nervously and stood up. He started to walk out of the room, hesitated, and seemed to be arguing with himself internally. Blowing a breath out of his nose in exasperation, Jonas turned to Blackfire and said “Listen, I might have some medical books around here, or find something online for physical models, but-“

“-But why would I be interested in those when there’s a woman and a man right here?” said Blackfire with a wicked smile.

Jonas seemed torn as he continued “It feels too much like I’d be taking advantage of you…”

“By getting naked?” asked Blackfire “You’ve already seen me nude, and” Blackfire decided to try out a different weapon in her manipulation arsenal “…I trust you not to take advantage of me”

“well…shit. Okay.” Jonas stepped in front of Blackfire, who let out a giddy squeal and sat up straighter on the couch. Jonas looked at Blackfire’s face which was eye level with his crotch and shook his head, thinking ‘this is just teaching, I’m not going to take advantage of her’. Slipping his thumbs into the waistband of his pants pulled them down until they were around his knees. Blackfire looked at Jonas’ boxers and said “come on! Get the show on the road!” with an evil grin.

Jonas saw her smile, gulped nervously, and thought “fuck it” before practically ripping his boxer shorts down his legs, exposing his crotch to Blackfire’s eyes. Jonas felt a bit of pride at Blackfire’s soft “whoa…” as she gazed at his dangling genitals. Jonas saw Blackfire’s hand start to reach up towards his groin and said “Hold up!” which stopped her.

At Jonas instruction, Blackfire and he sat at opposite ends of the couch. She watched him as he sat splay-legged, leaning back on the armrest and played show-and-tell for the alien princess.

“This is called a penis, cock, or dick” Jonas said, pulling and twisting on his slightly rubbery flesh for emphasis. “Normally it’s used for urination, but when a man is physically stimulated through sight, smell, and especially touch, certain reactions will take place that will cause the inner tube-work to connect here…” Jonas pointed to his balls “…which is where sperm is stored inside a mans body, they’re called testicles, balls or nuts. If a man is further stimulated once his cock has been re-wired to connect to his balls, then his body will involuntarily release semen, a fluid containing sperm.”

Blackfire looked up from Jonas’ cock “And that’s all that mating is?” sounding vaguely disappointed.

“No…see, mating occurs when a man puts his penis in a womans vagina, AKA a pussy or cunt. Women store eggs in their body and a vagina connects to the womb.”

“Ahh, I see” said Blackfire, returning her gaze to Jonas balls “So where is a woman’s pussy?”

“Well, between a woman’s legs are 3 holes, the one in front is for urination, the one in back is for defecation, and the middle one is the vagina”

Blackfire’s eyes lit in understanding “Ahh! I wondered sometimes what that hole was for!” This statement caused Jonas to start howling with laughter. Blackfire was insulted at first, but then couldn’t help herself from laughing as well along with Jonas’ cries of mirth. As they calmed down, Blackfire reflected on how Jonas’ balls jumped with his great belly laughs. Jonas wiped a few tears from his eye and said “Well that just about covers it, and I don’t need to be naked to explain the rest so…”

“Wait!” Blackfire cried “You kept saying when a man’s cock…’prepares’ for mating, what does that mean?”

“Well” said Jonas rather awkwardly “basically, a slight amount of blood is shunted into the man’s penis, which makes it grow larger, and become hard.”

Blackfire smiled “I think I’d like to see that, I mean, just so I know what you’re talking about.”

“uhh, I don’t know if it’d work right now” Jonas said nervously, even though his inner, more hormonal self screamed ‘TRAITOR!’

Blackfire smiled wickedly before saying “Oh I think it will work. You just need some visual stimulation right?” and to Jonas’ somewhat horror and arousal, Blackfire pulled her good arm inside her shirt and pulled the bottom over her head before awkwardly taking the shirt completely off of her bad arm and letting it drop to the floor. Try as he might, Jonas couldn’t stop from focusing on Blackfires breasts. Blackfire looked at Jonas’ cock as it started to stiffen and said “Well that worked! But I think you need more.” Before stripping off her sweat pants, gingerly being careful of her ankle.

Fully nude, Blackfire turned back towards Jonas and giggled seeing him staring at her and that his cock was becoming much larger than it was before and apparently quite a lot stiffer. With the beautiful woman staring unabashedly at his cock, it didn’t take long for Jonas prick to reach it’s full length, bobbing subtly with his heartbeat.

“Is that as hard as it gets?” asked Blackfire as she watched Jonas cock like it was a charmed snake.

“Yeah” said Jonas, who was still apprehensive about the situation, despite that some deep part of him was screaming at him to say that men’s sperm doubles as a health tonic…

“So…” to Jonas’ stunned arousal, Blackfire leaned back and slowly spread her legs wide, giving him an unrestricted, obscene view of her nether lips. Blackfire’s smile went from curious to wicked and mischievous as she continued “That means the next thing that will happen is you’ll release sperm?”

A lightbulb lit over Jonas’ head and he smiled in understanding. “Ahh, yes that is the next step, but unfortunately it takes much more than visual stimulation at the point to cause that reaction.” Even as he said this, his inner horndog screamed (No No no no no no NO! You Fucking Moron!)

“oh” said Blackfire with disappointment as she closed her legs “You mean the physical stimulation…” sighing slightly Blackfire looked in Jonas eyes with a disappointed frown “So that means I won’t know what sperm looks like unless we actually mate?”

This time, Jonas’ hormones formed an alliance with his honesty and together they managed to wrestle his conscience into a sleeper hold. “Well…no. If you can mimic the sensations of mating, then sperm will be released. The most common way that is done is usually by hand.”

Blackfire’s eyes gleamed as she smiled widely “Oh really? By whose hand?”

“oh, I can do it myself-“

“Oh no!” cried Blackfire as she crawled her way down the couch, faster than Jonas had anticipated her capable of until she was sitting right up against him on the couch. She smiled at Jonas’ flushed face and giggled when he gasped at the sensation of her lightly tracing a finger along his cock. “You’ve been so good to me, I insist that I should try it myself.”

Jonas was awash in the pleasurable sensations as Blackfire explored his cock with her fingers. She traced a circle around the base with her index before running the tip of her finger along the underside of his cock, against the urethra. When she reached the head, Blackfire laughed lightly and started to use both hands to pinch and pull, testing the limits of the rubbery texture. When Blackfire moved down to fondle and toy with Jonas’ balls, he let out a hiss of air which made her look up. Jonas was watching her with an expression of flushed concentration, which made her somewhat curious.

Jonas was trying to stave off his release, and mostly succeeding since Blackfire’s efforts were more towards experimenting and playing with his genitals then trying to make him cum. That changed when she asked him “so how do I make you release sperm?” Jonas gulped and gave into to his desires, thinking “in for a penny…”, as he said out loud “first you wrap your hand around the shaft” Jonas suppressed a moan as she followed his instructions “then…you gently grip the skin and pull up and down”

His fingers gripped tightly into the upholstery as Blackfire started slowly wanking him. Growing more confident, Blackfire sped up her strokes, and Jonas couldn’t stop himself from thrusting his hips off the bed. This threw off Blackfire’s rhythm for a second but then she began to pace her strokes with is movements. She laughed softly as she stared at Jonas’ cock head, waiting for the hole which pointed at her to relinquish it’s prize.

Jonas could feel the cum rising, and seeing how close Blackfire was to his cock, he quickly reached under her chin and pulled her face up to look at him. Blackfire let out a squawk of protest, but she saw Jonas earnest expression as he panted out “trust..me”. Blackfire grinned at that and kept her gaze focused on his even as she felt his urethra pulse under her palm.

Jonas grunted as he came into Blackfire’s steady, stroking hand. His first spurt spattered against her neck, and she let out a small gasp at the sudden sticky sensation against her skin. She made a move against Jonas’ hand which still held her chin up so they were looking at each other, but Jonas’ grip was firm, and did not let go until her until his throbbing cock dribbled the last of it’s load onto her curled fingers.

Blackfire looked down at the sticky substance that had coated her hand, which was still cradling Jonas’ shrinking cock. Blackfire unwrapped her fingers from around Jonas and stared at the pungent smelling fluid as she spread her fingers and watched the ‘webs’ that formed between them. She saw Jonas watching her with a small smile of gratitude, and smirked at him before looking back to her fingers and furrowed her brow in curiosity as she made a pinching motion with her thumb and index finger. “So this is male sperm. It’s very sticky…is that why you made me look at you?”

“While that was a factor, I mostly did that because semen really stings when it gets into your eyes”
“Ahh. Well, thank you then” Blackfire stood up off the couch and Jonas was treated to the site of his cum dripping down her neck and across her wonderful breasts “I should go and wash this off then.”

As Blackfire turned to walk away Jonas said “Aww, already?” with a smile on his face “But I just gave you that pearl necklace”

Blackfire stopped and looked over her shoulder with a bemused expression “what pearl necklace?”

“When a man releases sperm or ‘Cums’ onto a womans neck it’s sometimes called a pearl necklace”

Blackfire got an interested expression and turned to face Jonas fully “That happens fairly often? I’d think that a man, ah, ‘cumming’ anywhere besides inside a woman would be a waste”

Jonas laughed as he stood up. Walking up to Blackfire, he crouched down slightly so he could drape her arm across his shoulders and support her as they walked to the sink. “You’d be surprised, and I think that statement means I have quite a lot to teach you.” Glancing into Blackfire’s eyes as they walked, Jonas said with a smirk “That is, if you still want to learn.”

Blackfire’s eyes glowed and she smiled as she said “Give me your best shot!”
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