And in that moment, in the darkness behind her eyelids, she saw someone or something watching her.
FIVE
Iyanna gasped and jerked upright, splashing yet more water over the side of the pool.
“What the hell was that?” she exclaimed out loud. The image still burned in her mind’s eye—a pair of slitted yellow eyes glaring at her from the darkness.
Where had the disturbing image come from? Was it some kind of a dream or a vision? Her Granny claimed to have visions sometimes, but Iyanna never had. Like her grandmother’s ability to cook, she hadn’t inherited that particular gift.
At least she didn’t think she had.
Had the image behind her eyes been real? Was someone—some monster—watching her right now?
“H-hello?” she asked in a voice that shook more than she liked.
There was no answer, but Iyanna still felt weak and vulnerable. She had assumed that no one could see her as she indulged herself in what must seem, to an outsider, like a highly questionable method of self gratification. Now she wondered if someone had been watching as she allowed the pleasure blooms to stroke and fuck her. If so, how horribly embarrassing! And what if they had recorded it? She would never live it down if the international Botany community saw what she had been up to! She could see the headlines now—
Renowned Botanist, Dr. Washington, Caught in Compromising Condition with Alien Flora. How awful!
Quickly, Iyanna started stripping the clinging, blue-green vines off her body, peeling them from around her breasts and nipples and pinching the one that had been caressing her clit between her thumb and finger and putting it off to the side.
“Sorry, boys,” she muttered as she worked. “Show’s over. Nothing to see here.”
Luckily the really thick bud that had been thrusting into her pussy had spent itself and was now nothing more than a thin blue ribbon floating on the surface of the water, so she didn’t have to worry about getting it out of her.
Stripped of vines at last, Iyanna swam to the far side of the pool and climbed the shallow steps leading out of it. She stepped out of the water at once and grabbed a towel from the stack on the bench. Winding it around herself, she sighed in relief. It was over and she wasn’t going to repeat that particular experience again, no matter how good it had felt. She—
Something thick and slippery was running down her inner thighs—she could feel it.
Iyanna opened her towel and gasped. Something that looked like clear purple jelly was sliding down the insides of both her thighs.
“What the hell?” she muttered, staring at herself for a moment. Then she realized what it must be—the pleasure blooms’ seed.
Shedding her towel, she splashed back into the bathing pool until she was up to her hips. Reaching between her thighs, she started splashing the warm water on herself, washing the purple plant seed jelly off of and out of herself.
The only problem was, it never seemed to come all the way out. No matter how much water she used to dissolve the slippery stuff, there was always a bit more of it leaking out of her.
“God, how much did they shoot up there?” Iyanna muttered to herself in irritation. The slippery purple jelly reminded her of the slick inside of an aloe Vera leaf and it just wouldn’t wash away completely.
Finally, after fifteen minutes of splashing, she had to give up. It felt like she had gotten most of the alien goop out of her and she was going to be in the bathing pool all night until she turned into a prune if she kept on.
There was nothing else she could do—it was time to get to bed.
SIX
With a sigh, Iyanna stepped out of the water again and reached for another towel, since the first one was all covered in the slick, purple jelly. Rubbing herself dry and trying to ignore the continued slipperiness between her legs, she left the bathroom. She needed to get some sleep.
As she got into her favorite yellow nighty, she decided not to wear the matching panties. They felt constrictive when she put them on and seemed to irritate her outer pussy lips. Besides, she was still leaking a bit and she didn’t want to ruin them—who knew how difficult it would be to get the purple alien cum jelly out of fabric?
She didn’t worry about ruining her new mattress—it didn’t even have sheets on it. The closely woven vines and tiny flowers felt smooth and cool to her touch and they were dark enough not to show any wet spots she might accidentally leave.
Iyanna was feeling considerably calmer as she went through her nighttime routine. Already she was beginning to wonder if the strange flash she’d had at the moment of orgasm had been a mirage or a dream of some kind. The idea that someone was watching her indulge herself—especially someone with slitted yellow eyes—was just too bizarre to be real. It had probably just been her mind playing tricks on her because she was having such an intense orgasm.