We were going to watch a romantic comedy. Why? Well, it's the best compromise. You can't take someone you just met to an erotic masterpiece, or at lea...t I can't. Action heroes are out, because you don't want to be seen in a bad light. Serious drama might just bore her silly, and you can't go to a serious romance, because that is plain psycho for this point in the relationship. That's Fourth Date stuff, anyway.So how was the movie? It was alright. The company? Great.Then it was supper time. This. And ... any ... other ... astronomic bodies of any sort ... although we do seem to attract to our gravity well a few passing stars that share our interests, even some who don’t recognize that they share our interests.”Kim nodded, saying, “That fits me, precisely. I found myself still within the gravitational pull of Meka after seemingly achieving escape velocity, and I got pulled back in and noticed these other stars in her vicinity. After making a few strongly elliptical orbits, I realized. I cleaned my teeth as they fucked, I guess they had no way of knowing how sound carried when they fucked, so I brushed as they moaned, doing so silently, as I knew from my studies, that sound went both ways, and I did not want them to be disturbed, besides I knew I was a budding voyeur and exhibitionist at heart, like most of my friends were, in fact I thought it as a passive sexual enjoyment, only to be enjoyed by less physically active persons, mostly girls, so I always believed that girls. A few minutes of this and I’d be gushing onto the dirt. I didn’t even care about the embarrassment. The tentacle stroking my clit withdrew. I whimpered in complaint. I had gone from struggling to compliant and I didn’t know why, I only knew that there was a confusing, soothing hum in the air and that I wanted the tentacle to be touching me. Tentatively the tentacle returned, but this time it was pushing its way inside of me. It pushed just an inch in at first, testing the waters and finding me.
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