More Than a Mission

Today was the day. As we started the ascent on the elevator up to the cockpit I could barely contain my excitement. But I wasn’t excited for the reason you might think. I was very excited to be going to space of course, but I was more excited for another reason, one that my friend Buzz Aldrin had told me about. This secret was only known by me and him, nobody else on his crew or mine knew about it. Now, you're probably wondering what that secret is, so allow me to explain. A couple weeks ago, Buzz had found out that I would be going with the second crew ever to step foot on the moon and one evening he visited me and my wife saying that he had information he had to tell me urgently. I had met Buzz back when I was in military training, because he had been the flight instructor for our squadron of the air force. I knew that whatever this information was, it must be very important. We went into our laundry room so that we could talk in private without my wife overhearing us. I was worried at first, thinking that maybe the mission had a setback or it had been canceled, but he assured me that this would be information I would want to hear. He told me that he had seen an alien on the moon. I was shocked, I couldn’t believe that extraterrestrial life was living so close to us. He had seen it when he was out alone on a mission, collecting samples to bring back to earth. Then he told me that he had been able to talk to it, and that it even seduced him. I thought that Buzz had gone over the edge, and that he had no clue what he was saying to me. He told me that it really happened but I didn’t believe it, so I escorted him out of the house promptly and resumed my dinner. And now I was here getting onto the rocket to go to space. My conversation with Buzz crossed my mind, but I assured myself that it was bogus. So we loaded onto the rocket and checked our systems, and then it was time for liftoff. Our commander counted us down from the command center, “10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1,” and we launched. The adrenaline rushed inside me as 3 g’s of force pounded down on me, I could barely believe that this was really happening. About twelve hours later we had reached the moon and we prepared for landing. We worked to center the landing vehicle and then we started to get pulled in towards the planet’s surface. About halfway down, we put out the parachutes and were able to land safely on the surface. I heard a loud and glorious cheer from the command center and we were all overjoyed. After we all collected ourselves, I looked out onto the moon. I was in awe at its austere beauty, a mass expanse of white and gray. Small hills and craters dotted the landscape far off in the distance, and I was struck by the stark landscape. It seemed inhospitable yet beautiful. Maybe there really was an alien out there. The next day, I was assigned to go on my first sample collecting mission, so I suited up and got onto my moon buggy, and went on my way. After about thirty minutes of collecting samples, I came across a large and beautiful moon rock cliff. I stopped for a minute to look at it, as I was struck by its beauty. It stretched higher than any cliff I’d seen on Earth, and I couldn’t believe my eyes. Then I looked down and noticed something about thirty feet away from me. It looked like it was alive and... breathing. I remembered what Buzz had told me and I thought, “Is it really true?” I walked until I was about fifteen feet away from it and I was able to observe it more closely. I noticed its green slimy skin, which was covered in a snail-like mucus. It had eight tentacles, just like an octopus, and it had eyes sticking out from the top of its head. Then I walked a little closer, and once I got about ten feet away from it, it started to move. “Oh shit,” I thought, it’s waking up. I started to step back but then suddenly it turned around and looked at me. Then in a gargled, high-pitched voice I heard “Hello,” coming through my helmet comms. I was in awe. An alien that could speak English and talk to me? I waved at it, still in shock of what I had just heard. “Please come closer, let’s talk,” it said. I slowly moved toward it, unsure if this was some sort of trap. “Don’t be scared,” she said, “I can hear you through your microphone.” I noticed that I had been connected to an unknown channel on my microphone. How did she do that, I thought to myself. “I have my ways,” she said. I was again in shock, she could read minds too. “Are you friends with Buzz?” she asked. “Yes,” I said, “Yes, I am.” “I bet he told you all about me,” she said. “Yes, he did.” I said. “Ohhh,” she said as she slithered closer, her tentacles leaving a trail of mucus behind her. As she came closer I noticed that she had a smaller set of tentacles on her midriff, but I was unsure of their purpose. As she came up right in front of me she started to talk a little differently. “You're pretty cute,” she said, as she started to rub her eight tentacles on me. At first, I was scared, but then I started to calm down as she started to talk some more. “I’m going to put a big bubble around us, so you can take off your helmet,” she said. Suddenly, she blew a large purple bubble out of her mouth, and I was surrounded. “Ok, you can take your helmet off,” she said. I was worried, but now since I knew Buzz wasn’t lying it felt safe. I undid the latches and took off my helmet. I was finally able to get a clear view of this alien creature and she was able to get a clear view of me. “Ahhhh, much better,” she said, I could tell she was calm now since she could finally see my face. “How did you learn English?” I asked her. “From satellite signals,” she said. She told me that she was able to receive satellite signals within her body and she was able to learn English from them. “That was how I talked to your friend Buzz,” she said. Then I remembered something that Buzz had said. I remembered him saying that he had been seduced by the alien as well. I was unsure but I was so intrigued that I had to try it. “This light makes you a lot cuter than you were in the helmet,” she said, as some of her tentacles started to undo my gloves. Two of her tentacles started to rub my face, and at first, I was a little disgusted. But after a minute I was calmed by the mucus, and I was at peace. Then my gloves came off and tentacles went up my arms. I loved the slimy sensation of the mucus on my skin and I was starting to feel horny. Then all of a sudden I heard tearing on my spacesuit. The tentacles on her stomach were breaking through the layers of my suit. “What are you doing?” I asked in a panicked voice. “I think you already know,” she said calmingly. As she cut through the last layer of my suit, she created a seal between her tentacles and my crotch. Then suddenly, I felt a heavenly sensation on my penis. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. It felt slimy and goopy, and warm. “What is this?” I said, barely able to speak because of the pleasure I was feeling. “It’s my alien pussy,” she said, “You seem to like it so much more than Buzz did.” “I really do,” I said, I felt so nice, and then her tiny tentacles started to tickle my penis. That turned me on real quick and I had never felt something quite so nice. This alien provided me with a feeling that no human woman could provide, not even my own wife. I felt her squirt warm globs of alien sperm onto my dick, and I felt like my penis was in a sauna. But I was somewhat confused, so asked her what gender she was. “Neither,” she said, but Buzz had said that her voice sounded like a girl’s so she referred to herself as one. Then she started to compress and decompress her pussy around my penis, it was like nothing I had ever felt before and I loved it. My penis was in heaven and I never wanted it to end. After a bit of time, she said that she was ready to go to my back end for some fun. “How will you do that?” I said. “You’ll see,” she said. As she brought her tentacles out of my spacesuit, she used some of her purple cum to glue it back down. “All fixed,” she said. Then suddenly something started to expand out the organ on her belly, and after a moment she had formed a penis. It jutted out from her belly, and it was the most beautiful penis I had ever seen. It was the perfect shape and size, perfectly sculpted to please and pleasure. I reckoned it was even larger than the penis of an Ecuadorian man. “Go ahead and turn on over,” she said eager for more. I turned over quickly and was ready for some fun in my hind end. She did the same process as before and created a seal between my ass and her tentacles. And as her penis went in, I felt a sensation just as heavenly as the first. It felt smooth, and warm, and just right, just like Goldilocks’ porridge. Then it started to pulsate, I loved the pressure that it applied to my asshole, and couldn’t get enough of it. It was only then that I realized the purpose of the organ on her belly. It was there to please, to pleasure, to give joy, to give happiness, and to give a sensation that could never be matched. After that, it had been several hours and I knew that I should be getting back to my crew. So she sealed up the back of my spacesuit just like she did the front, and then I had to say goodbye. We were both so sad that we had to part, but I hoped that I would be able to come back again sometime, and have sex with her again. My time on the Moon, though short, provided me with more joy than anything back on Earth.