Name: Lori R 3/03
Email: Gussywussy55@y...
Title: 'Alien Manipulation'
Category: Isabel//Zan/Lonnie/Max
Rating: NC17 +....for sex/language/situations. PLEASE
do not read this fic if you are under the legal age!
Disclaimer: I write about these characters for my own
enjoyment and no infringement is intended.
Feedback: It helps. Good or bad.
Dedicated to Jose who makes great art for me:)
Summary: Alien sex, baby! Oh, and 'some' plot ;)
This fic is a requested fic with these characters.


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New York City....

Lonnie curled over on her side and rubbed at her nose
while she slept. 
The figure standing over her sneered in contempt at
seeing her asleep at his feet. Pulling back a foot he
kicked her ass and watched her jerk awake.
"What the hell?" yelled Lonnie as she turned and
raised her hand at her attacker. She froze in fear at
who she saw.
"Zan!" she whispered as she slowly lowered her hand.
He was dead. She had seen him die on the street! How
was this possible?
"By the look on your face I see you thought I was
dead," said Zan as he looked down on Lonnie.
Lonnie stood up carefully. "We saw you. You was dead
on the street. How?"
"Next time you try to kill me make sure I'm really
dead. Dust," said Zan moving closer to Lonnie as she
backed against a wall.
"Kill you?! What are you talking about? I'd never..."
Lonnie sputtered.
"SHUT UP!" yelled Zan as he slapped Lonnie across the
face. "I know you and Rath planned it! You didn't like
I wouldn't meet with the counsel so you tried to kill
me!"
Lonnie licked the blood from her lip as she shook her
head. This new Zan frightned her. Gone was their semi
passive leader and in his place was someone ruthless. 
"No. That was Rath. Not me. It killed me that you was
dead. I cried for you, Zan. I truely did."
Zan sneered at her. "You ain't good at lyin', Lonnie.
You never was. But I'm willin' to forgive and
forget...."
Lonnie raised her brow. "Really? What's it gonna cost
me? And I ain't sayin' I did anything wrong either."
Zan placed both hands on either side of Lonnie's head
as he leaned next to her ear and whispered, "I want
her. Your double. Get her for me."
Zan moved back and Lonnie looked into his eyes and he
saw her fear. "You want Isabel? Why?" 
"She's fresh. Innocent. I like that. Get her for me,"
he ordered. 
"And if I won't?" asked Lonnie defiantly.
Zan smiled, but it was a dark, wrathful smile. "Then
you die. And you won't come back," he promised softly.
Lonnie swallowed hard, but kept on a brave face. "I'll
get her."
Zan kissed her cheek then patted it as he smiled. "I
knew you would." He turned to leave when Lonnie asked,
"Zan! Why didn't you ask Rath to help you?"
Zan turned around and smirked as he said, "I didn't
think of it.... until after I'd killed him." Then he
walked away.
Lonnie grabbed handfuls of her hair as she paced their
crib in the sewers. 
"Shit! Shit, shit, shit, shit! Okay, Lonnie, you got
to get a plan. How are you gonna contact Isabel?"
Then it hit her. She stopped pacing and slowly smiled.
"Isabel Evans, you are the girl of my dreams."

***********************

Roswell, New Mexico...

Isabel moved restlessly in her bed as an unwanted
visitor appeared in her dreams.
"What are you doing here?" asked Isabel nervously.
Lonnie slowly walked threw Isabel's cloud filled
dreams as the beginnings of a thunder storm appeared
out of no where. "I thought it was time we talked.
Just you and me."
Isabel shook her head as she moved away from Lonnie.
"No! I know what you did to Max and Tess in New York
and I know that you pretended to be me! I want you out
of my dreams and out of my life!"
Lonnie smiled cockily as she shook her head and
continued to advance on Isabel. "But I don't want to
be out of your life....Isabel." 
"You said you wanted to talk. We have nothing to talk
about," said Isabel trying to not let Lonnie see how
her appearance in her dream was effecting her, but
failing.
Lonnie reached out and touched Isabel's cheek. "But we
do precious. I want you to come to New York and visit
my crib," said Lonnie grinning.
Isabel cringed at Lonnie's touch. "I don't
understand."
Lonnie smile disappeared as she removed her hand and
stepped back. "Max and Tess, they seen our crib. But
you and Michael never did. I'm thinkin' he really
wouldn't want to, but you, I think you want to know.
You want to know what makes us so different....and
what just might make us the same."
Isabel stared at Lonnie. "You want me to come to New
York alone?"
Lonnie nodded. "Yeah. I think you're tougher than you
let on. Them guys...Max and Michael, they never really
listen to you do they? They just expect you to jump
and do what they say. Nows the time to do what you
want to do and I sees in your eyes that you still want
to know more about Vilandra and what makes us the same
and different."
Isabel stood up straight as she said tightly, "I know
about Vilandra."
Lonnie nodded. "Okay, so you knows about her. But that
don't mean you don't want to know about us. You and
me."

Lonnie had hit on the one thing that Isabel 'was'
still curious about. What parts of Lonnie and Isabel
were the same and what parts were different? How much
was Lonnie like Vilandra, because Isabel didn't feel
like Vilandra at all.

"You're scared to come here ain't you?" said Lonnie
interrupting Isabel's thoughts.
"I'll take care of you. We're the same you and I. I'll
watch out for you like a sister."
Isabel looked at the storm clouds moving closer, the
darkness surrounding her almost smothering her.
She needed to go.
"I'll do it. I'll go to New York," said Isabel.
Lonnie grinned. "That's great! That's just great,
Isabel! I think you made the right decision. I'll be
waiting for you at the Empire State and I'll show you
a time you'll never forget. Oh and Isabel, don't tell
the others. They'll just try to stop you."

Then Isabel woke up in her bed.
She sat up and pushed her hair back as she nervously
yet derterminedly said, "I'm going to New York."

********************

New York, the sewers.....

"Well?" asked Zan as he watched Lonnie approach. He
dropped the ball he'd been squeezing.
"She's comin'," said Lonnie watching Zan. 
Zan grinned and nodded as he stood up and approached
Lonnie. "You done good. Real good," he told her as he
draped his arm around her and used his other hand to
grip her jaw while he shoved his tongue inside her
open mouth. When he pulled back he looked in her eyes
and said, "I'm hard just thinking about her. Tell me
about her again."
Lonnie swallowed the jealousy that arose in her over
Zan wanting Isabel. Sure she had tried to kill him,
but that didn't stop her from desiring him. 
"She's got long blond hair and a figure like mine, but
softer. No tats or piercings except her ears that I
could see. Real prim and proper."
Zan smiled as his hand moved lower to his hardning
crotch to caress it through the leather.
"She's fresh?" he asked as his eyes began to glaze
over.
"As far as I know," said Lonnie watching Zan. She
licked her lips as she moved closer to him and ran her
hand over his bared chest. "I can ease your ache,
Zan," she breathed next to his ear as she flicked her
tongue inside.
Zan blinked. He ached like hell. He wanted the fresh
one, but he'd have to be easy on her at first and she
wasn't here. He and Lonnie were good together and she
was here, but the bitch had tried to kill him. What
the fuck. Right now he needed release. 
He grabbed Lonnnie and ripped at her shirt, tearing it
from her body before latching on to a nipple pierced
breast and sucking hard. 
Lonnie bit back a moan of pain mixed with pleasure as
she closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around Zan. 
They fell back on the worn couch, and Zan began to rip
at the closures on his pants finally freeing himself
before pulling at Lonnie's fatigue ones.
Lonnie eagerly spread her legs and Zan fell between
them, pushing hard inside her without preamble. She
grimaced a bit, but her body was ready enough for him.
Zan pounded into her over and over as he bit at her
breasts leaving marks in the process. She liked it
rough and she liked it with Zan. Alien sex was a high
like no other. Sex with humans was dull an mundane,
but this, this was what made this hell hole called
Earth bearable.
Zan pictured in his mind what the other one would
like, feel like beneath him. Blond hair everywhere and
skin that was soft and umblemished. He'd get her to
brand herself for him. He smiled as he pumped harder
and harder into Lonnie his eyes glazing over as he
spurt his cum deep inside her then pulled back.
He stood up and adjusted his pants before walking
away.

Lonnie lay their splayed out and unfulfilled. 
The bastard! He'd done that on purpose. He would never
let her forget that she'd tried to kill him. 
She closed her legs and pulled on her pants. 
She sat there in anger when a thought formed in her
mind.

***********************


Isabel stood in front of the Empire State Building and
looked around for a familiar face. New York was huge
and overwhelming to her. 
"So you made it," said a voice behind her.
She turned and found Lonnie watching her.
Isabel nodded. "I said I would."
Lonnie nodded. "Let's go." She took off down the
street forcing Isabel to keep up.
When they arrived at the sewers Isabel nearly gagged,
but she kept on. 
They finally came to a stop in what Isabel assumed was
Lonnie's 'crib'. 
"Home sweet home," said Lonnie plopping down on the
worn couch.
Isabel was appalled by how Lonnie lived. 
"Max said...he said you were all born here. Is that
really true?" asked Isabel.
Lonnie stretched. "Yep, that's the truth. We was born
right here and made it our home."
"Why didn't you ever leave? Find something better?"
asked Isabel.
Lonnie looked at her. "I said it's our home. The only
one we have unless we find a way to go back to Antar."
Isabel nodded. "I didn't mean to offend you."
"It's alright," said Lonnie scratching her head. She
patted the couch. "Sit."
Isabel sat beside Lonnie and looked around. "So you
and Rath live here?"
Lonnie tensed and it wasn't missed by Isabel. "No.
Rath, he's not around no more," Lonnie said tightly.
"So you live here all alone now?" asked Isabel.
"No, she lives here with me," came a male voice from a
darkened corner.
Isabel started and turned before rising slowly as the
person came into the light.
"Oh my gawd. Zan," she whispered with real fear.

*************************
Somewhere in the sky....

Max closed his eyes on the plane and tried to sleep,
but the dream he'd had from Lonnie kept him awake. 
It had happened last night and he knew it was real.
Lonnie had invaded his dreams to tell him Isabel was
on her way to New York and that if he wanted to keep
her safe he'd head there too.
Why Isabel had gone to New York was beyond him, but he
knew that she was in grave danger.
He'd hopped the first flight he could and hoped he
wasn't too late.


**************************

New York, the sewers....

Zan approached Isabel and smiled at her as he reached
out to touch her hair. 
"You're beautiful. A goddess on Earth," he breathed.
Isabel stared. "You're....you're...."
"Dead?" Zan finished smirking. "Not quite." He looked
at Lonnie and his face grew cold. "Get out."
"She ain't ready yet, Zan. Not yet," said Lonnie
anxiously.
"I said, get out," said Zan a little harsher.
Lonnie bit her lip then left.
"Where is she going? Ready for what?" asked Isabel
nervously. She couldn't get over how he looked like
Max yet harder. Max would never dress like this, act
like this.
"Don't worry about it. Let's just sit and ....get to
know one another better," said Zan smiling.
They sit down and Zan put his arm around her pulling
her close. He looked her over as he played with her
hair. "You smell nice."
"Th-thank you," said Isabel.
He ran his fingers over her arm. "Your skins soft
too."
Isabel didn't reply. She was still reeling from the
shock of seeing Zan and the simularities he had to
Max.
"Zan!"
Zan looked up with a frown. "I thought I told you to
get out."
"I need to speak with you," said Lonnie nervously
shifting from side to side.
Zan looked at Isabel. "One moment sweet." He got up
and his frown grew as he headed to Lonnie.
"What's your problem, bitch?" he asked. 
"Don't rush her, Zan. You want her, that's fine. But
you rush her and she'll fight you. Now you know you
don't want that," said Lonnie.
Zan considered her words and glanced Isabel's way.
"Makes sense."
"It does. It really does. Give her a day or two then
take her is all I'm sayin'," said Lonnie.
"A day. That's all," agreed Zan walking off. He'd seen
his golden goddess now and he realized that taking her
like he did Lonnie wouldn't work. This one would need
to be played.
He held out his hand to Isabel. "Let's see New York."
Isabel looked at the hand and then hesitantly placed
her hand in Zan's. He was Max's twin. Something in her
recognized that and held on to it. 
Zan smiled at her and together they went out into the
city.

**************************

Max stepped deep into the sewers and called out,
"Isabel! Lonnie! Rath!"
"So you came," said Lonnie from the shadows.
Max turned at her voice and watched as she came out
from behind a broken wall.
"Only because you said Isabel was here. Where is she?
If you've harmed her I swear I'll kill you," promised
Max.
Lonnie nodded. "Chill, Max. She's here, but there's a
problem."
Max frowned. "What problem?"
"Zan."
Max blinked. "Zan? What's he got to do with it? He's
dead."
Lonnie sucked in her lip as she said, "Yeah, well now
see that's the thing. Seems like he ain't. And he's
taken a big fancy to your Isabel." She eyed Max for
his reaction to that revelation.
"You said he was dead!" yelled Max.
Lonnie frowned. "We thought he was. Turns out we was
wrong."
"And Isabel's with him now?" asked Max more worried
than ever.
"He's facinated with her. He wants her, Max. Real bad.
Wants her for his own," said Lonnie.
"You mean....? But he can't! That's...." Max was
shocked and horrified.
Lonnie shook her head as she approached him. "No, no
see you guys from the desert don't get it. Didn't your
protector tell you nothin'? We....that is Vilandra and
Zan weren't brother and sister. His Dad the King
married her Mother and made her his Queen. We ain't
blood. Never was."
Max shook his head. "Lies! More lies!"
Lonnie shook her head. "Not a lie, Max. Not in this.
We don't share blood. I may be a lot of things, but I
ain't that."
"You called Zan your brother!" said Max as he pushed
his hand threw his hair.
"Well yeah, but he ain't my blood. Rath was my real
lover, but Zan, he was good to have too," said Lonnie
smiling.
Max was shocked. "You sleep with him?"
"You ain't listenin' to me, Max. He ain't....never
mind. What matters is Zan wants your Isabel and so far
I've stalled him," reminded Lonnie.
Max nodded. "Right. So where are they now?"
"The city. He took her on a tour of the city," said
Lonnie.
"Then lets go find them," said Max.
"Are you fucking crazy? You know how big New York is?"
asked Lonnie.
"Then we better get started," said Max moving out.

************************

The sewers much later......


"So how'd you like our fair city?" asked Zan as Isabel
collapsed on the couch.
"It's....big," said Isabel sighing and kicking off her
shoes.
"Feet hurt?" asked Zan.
Isabel nodded.
Zan sat next to her and reached for her foot. "I'll
get rid of the ache." He began to gently massage her
feet, the healing powers in his hands quickly
alieviating the soreness.
Isabel closed her eyes. "Mmmmmm, that's sooooo good."
Zan licked his lips as she stretched, her top pulling
tight across her breasts. "Yeah, it is." He ran his
hand slowly up Isabel's leg to her hip. Her eyes
opened. 
"What are you doing?" she asked alarmed. She moved to
sit up.
"Collecting for the tour," said Zan as he moved on top
of her and pressed her back down.
Isabel began to fight him. "Get off of me!" she
screamed. 
Zan pressed his mouth to hers and forced his tongue
inside while his hand found a full breast and gently
began to mold his hand to it. 
Something inside Isabel was both repulsed and stirred.
His the stud in tongue banged against her teeth and
his hand roughly handled her body. But slowly
something in her started to change and she began to
stop fighting and to respond to Zan's kiss and touch.
But it wasn't Zan she was thinking about.
He pulled back and looked down in to her eyes.
Isabel blinked as she looked up at him. He was Max,
but he wasn't. Max was kind, thoughtful, and loved
her. Zan was wild, crude, he frightned her, and he'd
forced his kiss and touch on her. But something inside
her still wanted more. 
"You feel it don't cha?" said Zan as he ran his hand
over her chest. "You've got the hunger don't ya?"
Isabel's eyes couldn't leave his as she slowly nodded.
She hungered all right, but not for Zan. 
Zan smiled. "I thought so." He began to tug at the
buttons on her shirt until it was spread open and the
tops of her breast threatened to spill out.
"I want you, goddess. I'll have you screaming for more
in no time," said Zan as he lifted out a breast and
took her nipple in his mouth.
Isabel arched upwards at his hot mouth on her skin and
her mind whirrled. He's not Max, Isabel. He's not
Max. She knew it was insane, but didn't care.
Zan pulled at her shirt and bra until she was topless
under him. Then he quickly made short work of her
skirt. She lay there in her panties watching while he
stripped himself of his vest and pants and then stood
before her naked. 
Isabel blushed then studied his body. It was hard like
Max's, but he had tattoos and piercings all over. She
reached up and tentively touched one. "Do they hurt?"
He shook his head. 
She looked lower at his member that stuck out before
him like a hard rod, pearled drops clinging to the tip
and she swallowed hard.
"Time to feel good, goddess," grinned Zan. He pushed
open her unresisting thighs and lay down between them,
his hardness pressing up against her damp panties.
"I've...I've never....," whispered Isabel. She must be
crazy. She didn't know him and here she was fixing to
have sex with him. What was wrong with her?
Zan rubbed his hand over her full globes and kissed
them. "It's alright. One quick poke and you'll be
begging for more." He ran his hand down to her panties
and slid it inside. "Oh shit! You're cunts dripping
for me!" he said as his fingers slid inside her body,
her bodies juices pouring over his fingers. "You're
creamin'!"
"I...I don't...." Isabel was unsure, but what Zan was
doing to her felt so good.
He removed his hand and pulled at her panties until
they tore in two, sending the scraps to the floor. 
Settling down he said, "Get ready for an alien treat.
Nothing beats the high of alien sex."
He was ready to plunge into her when he looked into
her eyes. She was afraid. You have to go slow with
this one, Zan. "Yeah, okay, okay. We'll go slower." 
He began to nibble his way down her body planting
little kisses here and there on his way to her mound.
He spread her legs and rested his head beside her
inner thigh. She was neatly trimmed and though she was
afraid, her body was running with juices that he was
eager to drink in.
His tongue flicked out at her slit and lightly
caressed it sending her hips off of the couch.
"Awww!" she cried out.
He pressed her back down. "Shhh. We're just gettin'
started."
He kissed her belly as his fingers caressed her nether
lips. "That's right. Just go with it."
Isabel closed her eyes and sighed as Zan's tongue came
down on her again and began to lap at her juices. 
"Mmmm, you taste good," he told her, pleased that he
could make her flow so readily.
Isabel's hand went to Zan's spiked hair and the other
to her breast as Zan's tongue went deep inside her.
She raised her hips to his mouth and rubbed against
it. He bit her clit and she liked it.
"Mmmmm......ooohhhhhh......" she moaned as he held her
hips and ate hungrily.
Isabel's eyes widened as she felt what she knew was
her climax beginning to wash over her.
Zan was holding her buttocks to bring her closer to
him while he continuously drove his tongue deeper and
deeper inside her until she knew she would go mad with
the pleasure of it.
"Mmmmmaaaaaaaxxxxxxxxxx!" she screamed as her body
convulsed into Zan's mouth.
Zan froze before pulling away, his lips glistening
with her juices. "What the fuck!" he said as he rose
up. "What'd you call me?"
Isabel was stunned as well as her body continued to
convulse. "Oh gawd!" She'd called Max's name!

Max and Lonnie had just returned to the sewers from
their search of the city when they heard Isabel's cry.
"Isabel!!!" cried Max as he began to run.
"Damn him!" hissed Lonnie following close behind. He
had moved on Isabel too fast. 
When they came into the Dupe crib they both pulled up
short. Max stunned, and Lonnie furious.
Max was speachless as he found Isabel naked with an
equally naked Zan laying with his head between her
legs looking up at her. He didn't have to guess what
had happened and he was devestated.
"What the fuck! What'd you call me?" hissed Zan as he
stood up.
"Isabel?!" Then anger took over. "You bastard!" he
yelled as he lunged at Zan.
"Max! No!" screamed Isabel in fear for his life. 
But Max misunderstood her concern and pulled up short.
"You chose to be with him? I never thought.....then
fine!" And he walked away.
Isabel began to silently weep as Max stormed off and
Zan stared down at her. She pulled her legs up and
wrapped her arms around them. 
Zan looked down at her. "You fuckin' bitch. You was
thinkin' of him the whole time. Not me." Then he
stormed off as well.
Lonnie hid a smile as she approached. She sat down and
handed Isabel a tattered blanket. "Here, cover up.
I'll go talk to him for ya. Max, I mean. Make it right
between you two."
"What is he doing here?" sobbed Isabel covering up.
Lonnie shrugged. "I don't know. Must have followed
you."
"But why?"
"I'll find out for ya," said Lonnie patting Isabel's
hand. 

She found Max far into the sewers beating at the wall
with his fists. They were bleeding.
"Oh that's real smart. Look at your hands," she told
him as she took them in her own. 
Max looked at her with pain reflected in his eyes. Not
from his hands, but from seeing Isabel with Zan.
"I can't believe she let him touch her like that!
Why?" he demanded with anger and moist eyes. 
Lonnie shook her head and soothed, "Who knows. Zan can
be pretty persuasive. Then again maybe she didn't have
a choice."
"She wasn't fighting him. She took up for him!" he
replied as he wiped at his eyes.
Lonnie opened up her arms. "Come here, Max."
Max looked at her a moment and then fell into her
arms, clinging to Lonnie tightly like he used to do
with Isabel.
Lonnie worked her hands up and down his back, slowly
turning the motion from something soothing to
seductive. Her lips began to work on Max's neck and
one hand moved to his chest. 
Max began to respond and it thrilled Lonnie. 
"Mmmm that's right....there...." she moaned as his
hand reached up and began to massage her breast. His
mouth sought hers and hungrily kissed her, his tongue
seeking out hers.
Lonnie ran her hand down to Max's crotch and was
rewarded with a leap from his cock. She released the
engorged member from his pants and boxers and knelt
before him.
"Mmmm just like Zan," she whispered.
He was huge and her mouth watered at the sight. Taking
him in hand she slid her mouth over the large shaft to
the hilt then back and began to suck. 
Max closed his eyes as his hands held her head and he
began to pump. Isabel with another man tore at his
heart and strangely aroused him too. He could see her
beautiful naked body in his mind and it fueled his
desire. He wanted her. He wanted Isabel!
He clutched at Lonnie's head and pumped harder at the
warm mouth that encased his aching cock, relishing the
feel of the teeth that grazed his length and the hands
that gently squeezed his sacs. His blood boiled as a
tongue swirrled his head and lips smacked as they
pulled at his member. Then he felt the familiar
tightning before he exploded and cried out, "Isabel!
Isabeeelllll!"
Lonnie paused then finished licking her lips. He had
called out fucking Isabel's name. Well what was she to
expect. Everyone wanted that bitch. She stood up.
"I ain't Isabel and don't you forget it. She would
never have done that for you," said Lonnie wiping her
chin.
Max's eyes grew wide at what had just happened.
"I...I'm sorry. I don't know what....I'm sorry."
Lonnie pushed aside her resentment and moved closer to
Max, again reaching for his member. "Just don't let it
happen again. When you're finally inside me don't call
her name. You hear?"
Max moved her hand away and pulled up his pants. "I
can't do this. I can't be with you. We were wrong to
do that."
Lonnie laughed harshly. "A little reality here, Max.
She ain't going to let you fuck her. You may be
dreamin' of doin' her, but it's me you're gonna come
inside. She called your name for help. Nuthin' more."
Max looked at Lonnie and knew she was right, but
still. He looked in the direction of the crib.
Lonnie reached down and cupped him and felt him leap.
She smiled. Taking his hand she placed it on her
breast and rubbed it around. "Max?" She smiled
seductively at him.
Max tried to look past the heavy make up, the
piercings, and stiff short hair. For a moment he saw
Isabel and he forgot everything else. 
Reaching for her pants Max opened them and slid his
hand inside searching for the heat within. His fingers
encountered moistness and a slick slit that sucked
them in and surrounded them, refusing to let them go. 
Lonnie sighed and pushed at Max's undone pants. She
grasped his bare ass and pushed her breasts against
his shirt covered chest. Max shoved her pants down
with his one free hand and turned to press her up
against the wall.
Lonnie kicked her leg out of her pants and hooked
Max's hip with it. She felt his throbbing penis probe
her entrance and sighed. "That's it Maxi boy. Come
inside and feel the heat."
Max took her mouth with his, as the tip of his penis
began to push forward into her slick folds.

"Oh my gawd!" came a gasp from behind him.
Max blinked back to reality and looked behind him. 
Isabel.
He looked at Lonnie and pulled away, tucking his
rapidly shrinking member inside his pants. What had
he been thinking?
"Isabel! I can explain!" 
Lonnie silently cursed her twin and Max as she pulled
up her pants. He'd never made it all the way in and
she was still unsatisfied.
Isabel stood shaking before running off with Max
following close behind.

Max caught up with her at the entrance of the sewers
and he grabbed her arm.
"Isabel, stop!"
She couldn't look at him. He understood and pulled her
resistent body into his embrace. Slowly her arms went
around him in resignation. Both relished the feel of
the other while their hearts broke at what they had
seen.
"Did he force you, Isabel or did you want to do that
with him?" Max finally asked against her ear.
Isabel couldn't tell him she had been thinking of him
so she stayed quiet.
"We don't belong here," he told her. 
Isabel nodded. "I want to go home."
Max pulled back, but neither would look at the other.
"Let's go," he told her as he took her hand and led
her away.

**********************

The sewers......

Lonnie paced the crib and looked at Zan when he
entered.
"Where are they?" he asked. 
"Gone."
"You let them leave?" he asked with quiet anger.
Lonnie raised an eyebrow at him. " 'I' didn't let them
do anything, Zan. Where were you?"
Zan also raised a brow. "You questionin' me?"
Lonnie didn't blink.
Zan approached her. "What was he doin' here? He was
callin' her name before he came in like he knowd she
was here." 
He grasped Lonnie by the back of the neck. "Did you
bring him here?"
Lonnie never blinked or showed fear. "No."
Zan searched her eyes and sneered. "Lyin' bitch." He
shoved her away.
Lonnie rubbed her neck. "So we ain't lettin' um leave
are we?"
Zan flopped down on the couch and put his boots on the
worn coffee table. "The time ain't right for havin'
her. But I will. I'll have her....someday. And when I
do she won't be callin' his name."
Lonnie sat beside him. "And until then?"
Zan smiled as he eyed her. He leaned into her, pushing
her backwards. "Then we'll scratch each others itch
like before."
Lonnie smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck
and pulled him towards her. She may have tried to kill
him and he might not trust her, but they were the same
when all was said and done. They kissed deeply before
tugging off one anothers clothes and Zan slid into her
overly damp pussy.
"Fuck me, Zan... I need it...." moaned Lonnie as Zan
pumped into her over and over. 
Their bodies rode the scratchy material of the couch
until Zan suddenly stopped and said, "Ride me, bitch."
He moved off of Lonnie and lay back watching as she
eagerly sank down on his hard shaft. His hands covered
her breasts, pinching her nipples and then down her to
her hips as Lonnie rose up and down on Zan giving them
both pleasure. 
"Ride it, bitch. Ride it hard," moaned Zan as his
thumbs slid into Lonnie's nether lips and caressed the
insides.
Her eyes widened at his touch and she leaned forward
to rub her breasts against chest as she kissed him.
Zan's hands moved to caress her back before moving
back to her hips as he watched her rise up again and
ride him.
Hips undulating, breathing ragged, Lonnie came hard,
the orgasm she'd longed for finally washing over her.
Zan grinned as he watched her come before the electric
high hit him as well. He bucked up into her hard
before spiraling down with Lonnie on top of him. They
clung to one another as they rode out their orgams,
finally laying still much, much later.
"Alien sex, baby, daaaaaamn," sighed Zan as he ran his
fingers up and down Lonnie's bare back.
"Ain't it the fuckin' truth," whispered Lonnie as she
smiled, no longer thinking about the one that got
away.

******************

Roswell......

Max watched Isabel look around her room then sit on
the bed.
"Sorry we couldn't get your bag back before we left,"
said Max scratching his ear.
Isabel shook her head. "It doesn't matter."
"Mom and Dad will be gone until day after tomorrow.
They'll never have to know we....that we...were gone,"
said Max.
Isabel nodded. 
"I'll be next door if you need anything," said Max
turning to go.
"Did you like her?" Isabel asked.
Max stopped and turned around. "What?"
"You heard me. Did you like her? Was she what you
wanted?" asked Isabel not looking at him.
Max cleared his throat. "Huh, no. No, she wasn't."
Isabel nodded and smiled without really smiling.
"Right. Liz."
"It wasn't Liz I was thinking of," said Max. He'd said
it. If she asked he'd be honest with her. If not then
she'd never know.
When she remained quiet he again turned to leave.
"Who were you thinking of?" she asked quietly.
Max swallowed. Time to pay the piper. He turned back.
"You."
Isabel raised her eyes to his. "Me?"
Now Max was wondered if he'd done the right thing by
admitting it. "Huh, yeah."
"Why?" 
He shifted on his feet and crossed his arms then
dropped them. "I huh....I saw you with ...him. Zan.
And I ....I wanted it to be me laying there with you."
He waited for her reaction to his admission.
Isabel stood up. "Is that what you were doing when you
were with her? Thinking of me?"
Max nodded. "Yeah. Do you hate me?"
Isabel walked closer to him and slowly shook her head.
"No. I was doing the same thing."
Max's eyes widened. "What?"
Isabel looked away. 
Max lifted her chin. "Isabel?"
She raised her eyes to his again. "I was thinking of
you when he touched me. I wanted it to be you."
Max put his hands to her face and raised it to his. He
kissed her. Tender, slow, and then built on the
hunger. When they parted neither could breathe. 
"Do you know how long I've wanted to do that? To touch
you? Taste you? Make love to you?" he asked.
Isabel shook her head. "But Liz?" 
"Not where my heart lies," he told her as he kissed
her again.
"Now what, Max?" she asked as he held her in his arms.
"We have two days alone before they come back," Max
said, wondering if she would take the hint.
She did. Isabel kissed Max, sucking in his bottom lip
and gently nibbling it. Then she backed away and
slowly raised her top over her head and flung it away.
She reached behind and unhooked her bra and let it
slide down her arms. She looked at Max.
Max swallowed hard at the site of Isabel disrobing
before him. This wasn't a dream. Not a fantasy. Not a
dupe. This was Isabel and this was real.
He tugged at his own shirt and they both divested
themselves of their shoes, socks, and pants all the
while watching the other. They stood in their
underwear and Max slowly began to approach Isabel.
She took his hand and placed it on her breast the warm
fullness of it overflowing his hand. 
"You're sure?" he asked raggedly.
"Make love to me, Max," she whispered as she reached
for the bulge in his boxers.
That's all he needed to hear. He gasped as her hand
slid inside his boxers and touched him.
"I need you, Max," Isabel whispered against his mouth.
Max shoved his boxers off and tugged at her panties
until both were standing naked.
Isabel felt Max's hardness pressing against the
juncture of her thighs seeking entrance and felt a
damp trickle start down her inner legs. 
Max lay her back on the bed and Isabel opened her legs
eagerly to welcome his hard shaft. 
He slid inside slowly reaching her barrier and then
kissing her as he shoved home.
She flinched then relaxed as he moved inside her. 
"Look at me, Isabel," Max said as he slowly moved in
and out of her body. 
Isabel did as she wrapped her legs around his waist
and shifted so she could take more of him. 
Her breasts bobbed against his chest as their bodies
moved, the nipples raising to taught peaks as they
rubbed against Max's chest.
"I can stop," said Max hoping she would say no. He
didn't think he really could even if she wanted him
to.
"N-no. Please no," she gasped. "More. I want....more."
Max smiled and kissed her as his motions sped up. He
loved the feel of her walls contracting around him
then releasing him. He loved how tight she was. He
loved how she looked ...flushed and wanton.
"Harder, Max. Go harder," she pleaded with him.
Max raised up and began to thrust harder into Isabel.
Her sighs of pleasure encouraged him and he redoubled
his efforts. 
Isabel felt like Max was going to go straight through
her, but she didn't care. She loved how he made her
feel so full. He was huge and it amazed her that he
even fit inside her. 
She gasped.
"Something...somethings happening..." she whimpered. 
She felt like white hot current was running through
her body.
"Max....Max...Max....Max....Max....Max.....oh
gawd...Maaaaaax!" she moaned in a rising mantra until
it came out a scream as she came.
Max watched Isabel's orgasm roll over her and marveled
at how beautiful she was when she came. Then he felt
it too. The raging electric energy that had consumed
her was now taking him. He thrust hard into her a few
more times before spurting his hot seed deep within
her and collasping on top of her heaving breasts.
They lay there struggling for breath in each others
arms for a while, their bodies still joined as one.

"Isabel, are you okay?" he asked as he raised up to
look at her.
She nodded. "You?"
He nodded. "I've never felt anything so incredible in
my life." He kissed her.
Isabel's eyes widened. "Again?!" She could feel him
growing inside her.
Max blushed. "I can't help it. I like being inside
you. I like making love with you."
Isabel smiled as she kissed him. 
Max pulled out and sat up. 
"I thought...." Isabel was confused. 
"Come here," he told her.
Isabel sat up and straddled him. 
He shook his head. "The other way."
Isabel frowned. "What?" She stood up and watched as
Max sat with his feet tucked back under him and
motioned for her to sit in his lap backwards.
Isabel sat with her legs back and Max guided her to
his already straining cock. He slid into her dripping
body and pulled her back against him. 
"Awwwwooooooohhhhhhhh," moaned Isabel as she felt him
go into her to the hilt.
Max's hands moved up to cup her breasts and caress
them as Isabel began to make small undulating
movements with her hips against his. He sucked in his
breath and kissed her neck as one hand slid down her
belly to her nether lips and caressed the wet folds
there.
Isabel's head fell back on to his shoulder as she
placed her hand on the neglected breast and the other
on along side Max's neck. They kissed as she pressed
back against him over and over and he pumped up into
her, all the while his fingers played with her swollen
folds and teased her until she thought she would go
crazy.
"Cum for me, Isabel. Cum baby," he encouraged as he
kissed the back of her neck and she moved her body
against his. 
"Y-you f-first," she panted as she moved her hand to
join his at her mound to guide him to her hot spot. 
He kissed her shoulder then gasped as she slid him
almost all the way from her body then ram back down
and clinch to hold him tightly inside her.
He came hard and held her tightly to him as he filled
her body and then gasped as he felt her move on him
again. He stroked her, his hand brushing his own
member as he worked to help her find relief while his
other hand lightly pinched her nipple. He pushed up
with his body while pinching her clit hard. Isabel's
screams of pleasure rang in his ears as she shuddered
and then fell back against him still.

He slid from her body and lay her down, her panting
body still exciting him. He lay looked down at her
splayed out before him and then leaned down and began
to kiss and suck at her over stimulated nether lips.
Isabel's legs bent and widened as she thrust up at his
mouth. 
"Yes...oh yes....yes...." she panted.
Then Max looked up at her next request.
"I want to taste you too."
He moved so that they were head to toe from one
another and sighed as her warm moist mouth surrounded
him. "Yes....that's it.... Isabel, yes."
She was sucking him like there was no tomorrow then
licking him like a cat after the cream. Cream.
She was creaming into his mouth so hard he didn't
think he could get it all. He lapped at her, digging
deep with his tongue as he pulled her open wider with
his fingers. His teeth grazed her clit and she bit
down on him lightly, both of them receiving pleasure
at once. He grasped her hips and held her to him while
she tugged at his now full sacs and licked the
underside of his engorged penis. 
They came together. Hips thrashing, moans growing
louder, and cum pouring into one another until they
lay there spent.

He moved beside her and lay down, covering them with
her comforter in the process before pulling her into
his arms.

Lonnie and Rath had been right. Alien sex. There was
no substituiton. Max couldn't agree more.
Now that he'd had Isabel, he knew that he would never
let her go. Not only had he lost his virginity to her,
but he'd lost his heart as well.

Isabel sighed. Zan had said that she would want more
after having alien sex and he was right. She had
known being with Max would be wonderful and she was
glad he was her true first time. But she'd never
thought to lose her heart to him. 

The next few days would be exciting.


End