Second Date

By Parallax
Well, our second date was going well so far, I guess, much better than the first at least. The first date was a disaster: she didn’t eat a single bite, I’m pretty sure she hated the movie, and I wound up walking headfirst into a signpost and making a fool of myself, but in spite of all this, Lellura Lellandrio agreed to a second date. This time, things were going much better. First, we went to a place she could actually eat the food (They’re famous for their soup), and now we were back at my place watching a movie she picked out (apparently she likes historical dramas). She’s even smiling, I think. I still have a hard time reading her, but I think I have a good excuse, having never dated outside my species before. I don’t even know exactly what she is. She told me when we first met in the breakroom at work, but it was long and difficult to pronounce, so it immediately slipped my mind, and I’d be too embarrassed to ask her to tell me again. What I do know about Lellura is that she has long, jet-black hair, dark eyes (they may actually be all-black, I haven’t looked at them close enough to know), sizeable breasts, and porcelain white skin. Most noticeably, she also has just a row of holes for a mouth and nobody’s ever seen her eat anything that wasn’t through a straw (why did I have to take her to a Mexican place for our first date?). In fact, she has small holes, about the size of a fingertip, all over her body, everywhere except her hands and face. Stranger still, if you watch her, you’ll see that holes are constantly opening, and closing, and occasionally leaking a strange inky liquid (which she’s assured everyone, doesn’t leave a stain). She’s also very shy and doesn’t speak much, especially since whenever she speaks, that black ink starts dripping from her mouth. For those reasons, most people, including my coworkers are scared of her or at least find her somewhat creepy. You just don’t see too many EX-AMs around, so most people still haven’t gotten used to them living among us. (Note: EX-AM is short for EXtra-species AMerican. It’s considered more polite than what they used to be called, monsters.) However, people at work do respect her; they tell me that she is an excellent database administrator. So, as the movie was wrapping up we were both sitting on the couch together. I absentmindedly rested my hand on her thigh. She turned to look at me and her mouth-holes widened a bit (a smile maybe?). I wasn’t paying attention to my hand but I felt something wet on my finger, and looked down to see that a hole had formed under my finger and it had slipped in. “Ah!” I jerked my hand away in surprise. Lellura looked away and seemed to frown. “Do I… disgust you?” She asked sadly. “No, it’s not that at all! I’m not disgusted, I just…” I took a deep breath to calm myself down. “I’ve just never been with a girl like you before. I don’t want to hurt you or anything.” She laughed. “Hurt me? You don’t have to worry about that. Here, give me your hand.” She held her hand out to me and I placed my hand in hers. Lellura pulled open her shirt a bit and grabbed my index finger, placing it on a patch of flawless skin on her chest. “Push.” I pushed in with my finger. There was less resistance than I expected. It was as though her bones were soft, or maybe she had no bones at all. “Push harder.” I applied a bit more pressure. My finger sunk a little deeper into her skin, and I looked up at her for reassurance. “Go on, push a little bit harder. Don’t worry.” I pushed harder and suddenly her skin gave way and my finger sink into her chest up to the second knuckle. I gasped and almost pulled my hand away in shock, but she placed her hand on mine and held it there. “See, it doesn’t hurt.” Inside her body it felt wet and warm, and I could feel strange, wet things moving around my finger. “If you must know, it actually feels somewhat pleasant.” A pink hue came over her cheeks. I guess she blushes the same as we do. Lellura released my hand and I withdrew my finger from her chest. I looked at my finger, which was dripping with thin, black fluid. I didn’t know what to do. Would she think it rude of me if I wiped it off? She noticed my consternation and replied. “I’m sorry, I just can’t help it. It gets everywhere.” She reached up and wiped my finger on the sleeve of her white shirt. “You don’t have to worry, though, it’s completely harmless.” She slid a long slender finger into her mouth and withdrew it dripping with inky liquid. I sat mesmerized as she crawled on top of me and dripped the liquid from her finger down onto my shirt. “It even washes right out of clothes, so you don’t have to be afraid to get close to me.” “Oh is that so…” I reached out and pulled her close to me. She seemed to be blushing more strongly than before, and she was close enough that I could feel her breath on me. Her eyes really are all black. She closed her eyes expectantly, and I, well, kissed her. At least, I suppose you could call it a kiss. “Sorry,” she said while I attempted to kiss her, “I can’t really kiss very well. I don’t really have lips, you know.” “I… uh, really didn’t think of that.” I admitted sheepishly. She leaned in and pressed her mouth against mine in imitation of a kiss. “That’s alright. It’s still very intimate. I see why you humans are fond of it.” As she spoke, warm liquid seeped into my mouth. It was sweet, yet strangely chalky, and tasted a bit like some kind of antacid. She pulled away from me, and noticed the black liquid on my lips. “Oh, I’m sorry.” “No, it’s alright. It doesn’t taste bad.” She smiled. “Really?” I nodded and she leaned in again for another kiss. ______________________________________	We made out for a bit, until we were interrupted by the DVD player going to sleep after sitting at the menu for too long. As I sat up to turn the TV off, she took the chance to place her hand against my crotch feeling my obvious erection straining against my pants. “Hmmmm. I wasn’t sure you found me attractive, but I guess I don’t have to worry too much about that.” “No, I definitely think you’re beautiful, even if you make a mess of my couch.” I said with a laugh.

Lellura looked down frantically at the couch which was now covered with black spots. “Oh no. I’m so sorry about the mess. I can’t help it.” “I’m just teasing you. I’ll just have to get used to it, if we’re going to keep dating.” She calmed down and sat up on the couch. “Would you, like to move on to… something else?” “Something else like, getting out of these clothes?” “That’s exactly what I was thinking.” She smiled, but suddenly looked serious. “Before we do, I have to warn you. You might not see what you’re expecting.” “Ok?” I said. I honestly didn’t know what to expect at this point. Lellura, slowly unbuttoned her shirt, and pulled down her skirt, leaving only a simple bra and panties. She looked down. “I don’t think, my body is as similar to a human’s as you would hope.” She undid her bra clasp and pulled it off to reveal… nothing. Each round firm breast, was completely plain with no nipple or areola, just the same shifting, dripping holes that dotted the rest of her body. She slowly pulled down her panties revealing somehow even less. Between her legs there was not even any holes, just a smooth expanse of pure white skin. She noticed that I was staring. “Are you, disappointed?” I got off the couch and hugged her. “No I’m not disappointed. I just wasn’t expecting that.” She reached down and grabbed at my shirt, pulling it over my head. “Don’t worry, I can make it work. I know plenty of ways to make you feel good.” Getting down on her knees, Lellura pulled down my pants and underwear in one swift motion. “Ah there it is.” She stared at my cock before guiding it to her center mouth-hole. As it slipped inside I could feel the same warm wetness engulf me as I did when my finger was inside her chest. As she held it inside, some kind of thin tendril began to coil around the tip of my cock.

I gasped. “Ah! What’s that?”

“My tongue of course.” She said, somehow still able to speak unhindered despite giving a very good blowjob. “Well, one of them, anyways.” Her eyes looked up at mine as a second slender appendage wrapped around the middle of my cock and both began to stroke in opposite directions. “Wow that feels good. How did you learn to do that so well?” Lellura blushed beet-red again. “The same way anyone else does, of course. The internet is absolutely filled with your human pornography.” I placed my hands on her shoulders for support, and one by one, holes opened up beneath each of my fingers swallowing them up. “Oh, yes. That feels good.” She moaned as I dug my fingers in deeper.

Her tongues expertly worked my shaft, stroking e faster and faster. “Slow down, I won’t last very much longer at this rate.”

“I won’t let you cum just yet!” she pulled her head back, letting my dick pop out of her mouth, still dripping with black fluid. “Lay down on the floor,” she commanded. I obeyed and she quickly mounted me, holding my cock against her featureless crotch and slowly stroking it. “Ok, are you ready?” She lifted herself up over my dick. “Umm, not to be rude, but I don’t see…” “You don’t know how sex works?” she said with a laugh. “Well, I do, but there’s-“ “Don’t worry.” She cut me off, lowering her body onto mine. I could feel my cock pushing into her featureless crotch. “It’s the same as before. If there’s no hole, you can always just push until you make one.” Suddenly her weight dropped on me and with a “Pop!” my cock plunged into her. She leaned over me, supporting herself with her hands. Inky liquid drooled from her mouth onto my chest and I could feel the same liquid leaking around my cock. She stared into my eyes intently. “Are you ok?” I asked. “Yes.” She replied weakly. “Your cock feels reeeeeaaaally good. Just let me enjoy if for a minute.” After a minute she leaned back and I could feel something shift inside her. Something unidentifiable was swirling around me. “You can feel that?” "Yeah.”	“Good.” Lifting her hips up, she paused for a second before dropping back down. Her insides were churning around my cock as she rode me. I tried to move but she pushed me back down. “You just let me take care of this. Just lie back and cum whenever you want.”	“I can’t last much longer!” My dick was already aching for release. The alien feeling of her insides squirming and writhing around me was indescribable.	“Then do it! Give me all of it!” her hips slammed down onto mine and my cock erupted. She stared down at me with a look of pure lust as I pumped cum deep inside over and over again. Finally she collapsed on top of me, and we both lay there, spent and panting.	“That was… something else.” I said in a daze.	“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself.” She said, turning her head to look at me.	“What about you?”	“It isn’t necessary for me to cum. It felt quite good, nonetheless.”	“I see…”	Lellura noticed the disappointment in my voice. “Well, if you are interested, I could… show you where my, um, most sensitive place is.” Up until now she’d been unusually confident, but now she was suddenly shy again. “I wouldn’t mind that.” “I have to ask first, do you have a bathtub? This can be a bit messy.” _____________________________________	We moved to the bathroom and she laid down in the tub, face-down. “If you look on my lower back you should see two holes that are a bit larger than the others. These are the best way to reach that place.” I slowly inserted my finger all the way but felt nothing. “It’s very deep inside. You may have to insert your hand to reach it. Be gentle, please.” Slowly, I let my whole hand sink into her back. As it slipped all the way inside, she gasped and started drooling into the bathtub. “That’s it, keep going.” It was strange, I was almost elbow-deep. Surely my hand should have been reaching all the way through the front of her body. At first I could only feel swirling liquid around my hand, but now it felt as though I were reaching through a pudding-like substance. My hand was stopped by a firm, fleshy wall. “A-a little to the l-left.” She said; her voice trembling. Then, I found it. I felt a lump, roughly the size of my fist. “Ah! That’s it!” Yelped Lellura. “What should I do?” “Just rub it lightly.” I placed my palm on it and she instantly moaned, fluid pouring from her mouth. With every stroke Lellura moaned and drooled like a faucet. The holes on her body shifted faster and faster, opening and closing with increasing speed. “Yes. Ohhhhh. That’s incredible. Aaaahhhhh!” The ink flowing out of her body filled the bottom of the tub and began to flow down the drain. I was a bit weirded out, but she seemed to be enjoying it so I rubbed the lump faster and faster. “Yes! Yes! Oh, I’m going to… mmmmmmmmhhhhhhh!” Her screams of pleasure reached a crescendo and so many holes opened up at once that I was afraid her body was going to fall apart. In that instant her scream became a gurgle and ink gushed from every hole at once. There was more than the drain could handle, and the bathtub filled with frightening speed before overflowing onto the bathroom floor. In shock, I pulled my hand out and stood up, but slipped on the wet floor and fell backwards onto the hard tile. When I managed to scramble to my feet, the bathroom had stopped flooding, but there was no sign of Lellura. The room was silent as I stood before my bathtub, which was currently filled to the brim with impenetrably dark liquid. Then, a figure from beneath the water stood up. I knew it was Lellura, but her appearance startled me. She still had her long, jet-back hair, and porcelain-white skin but her body was completely featureless aside from her hair. There was not a single blemish, mark, or hole upon her skin, nor was there eyes or a mouth. I stood completely still, unsure of what to do. As the last of the black fluid drained from the tub, Lellura reached up and pulled at the skin where her eyes should have been. She dug her fingers in and pulled until the skin tore, and familiar black liquid drained from the wounds into the bath. I stood transfixed, watching while she dug her fingers into the side of her face and pulled ripping a gash in her perfect skin for a mouth. She spat a mouthful of ink into the tub before stepping out. Lellura took a step towards me and grabbed my shoulders, pulling me into an embrace. I stared deep into the black pools of her eyes as the last of the fluid cleared from them. Her jagged mouth twisted into a smile and she whispered, “I think I love you.”