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  He started to rub up and down the tall shaft of the plant even before he realized what he was doing. Jack moaned, feeling very sexually aroused.

  Sam hesitated, but only for a moment, and moved to mount the plant from the other side.

  "It feels better if you stick it in one of the holes, sir," Sam said, blushing even as she said it. Jack looked down, saw the holes, nodded, and inserted his stiff penis into one of the horizontal holes in the plant. On his first thrust, a phallus came out the other side, at a 45 degree angle. Sam immediately mounted it, and as Jack thrusted in and out, Sam felt the green phallus working its way in and out of her.

  "Oh, that feels so good, sir!" said Sam.

  Jack nodded. He couldn't stop now even if he wanted to. "Arden. Is this the alien plant we've been looking for?" he asked, while he continued to thrust.

  "Yes, sir," said Sam, feeling the phallus enter her again.

  "The one we're both having sex with right now?" he asked.

  "Yes sir, that's the one," said Sam, gritting her teeth as the phallus momentarily pulled out, brushing her clitoris.

  "You were supposed to tell me about it. Not have sex with it," said Jack, thrusting again.

  "Sorry sir, I got sidetracked," said Sam, grunting as he/the plant thrust into her again.

  "Well, our first duty is to inform HomePlanet Security," said Jack, pulling out again.

  "Yes sir. You can stop at any time," said Sam, enjoying the feeling of the phallus moving out of her.

  "And I will. After one or two more thrusts," said Jack, thrusting in her again.

  "Yes, sir."

  "One," said Jack, thrusting in her, before pulling out.

  "Two," said Jack, thrusting in her again.

  Then he thrust into her a third time.

  "That's three, sir."

  "Who's doing the counting, Arden?"

  "Sorry, sir," said Sam.

  Jack kept going "I don't seem to be able to stop," he observed.

  "Neither can I, sir." She looked up at him helplessly.

  "All right, here's the plan. We'll do this for a little while longer, and then, after we both... finish," he couldn't use the word orgasm, not here, not with Sam, "we'll inform HomePlanet Security."

  "It sounds like a plan, sir," Sam agreed, smiling.

  "Which I think will be rather soon," said Jack, starting to thrust more intensely. The interior of the plant was slick and smooth and stimulated the head of his penis wonderfully. He stroked faster and faster, and then Sam started to moan, and Jack did to, and in moments he was coming. His sperm whipped out of the head of his penis. It surged through the base of the plant, and was tainted with other biological chemicals. Then natural suction from the creature shot it out through the phallus, which was deeply planted in Sam's vagina. With every pulse from Jack, some of his sperm, and other liquids, made their way deep into her vaginal canal.

  They both blacked out from the strength of their orgasm. When they came to, they were somehow lying together on the ground, arm in arm, like lovers.

  Jack pulled back from Sam. "Sorry," he said instinctively.

  "Oh, no, I should be the one to apologize," said Sam, panicking as she looked for her Survey Service panties. "I was the one who got you into this." She looked down at her vagina. It was oozing a mix of white and greenish fluid. Should that be of concern?

  Jack started to root around for his own clothes. "Well, I guess there's no harm done," he said, but somehow his statement made both of them blush.

  As they finished dressing, Jack said, "So, you came here and-"

  "They addicted me to the plant. Just as I... did to you," said Sam.

  "Well hello again!" said Margie, as she reappeared with two of her helpers. "Did the two of you enjoy yourselves?"

  "You... you addicted my friend on your alien monster plant," said Jack accusingly.

  "Yes," said Margie, still smiling.

  "And then your alien monster plant made my friend addict me on it."

  "Correct," said Margie.

  "We're going to bring the entire weight of HomePlanet Security down on you. You know that, don't you?" said Jack, his hand gripping his blaster.

  "Be my guest," said Margie, all smiles. "We will be waiting for you. We will not resist."

  That wasn't the answer he had been expecting. "We're free to go?"

  "Free to go?"

  "You're not going to put mind control... anythings in our body?"

  "No," said Margie, still smiling. "You have complete freedom of choice."

  "Come on, Arden, let's get out of here," said Jack.

  ********

  They drove in silence in Jack's air car for several minutes.

  "We should inform General Henderson," said Jack finally.

  "Of course," said Sam quickly.

  Jack couldn't get the image of having sex with the plant, and indirectly Sam, from his mind. He had so much wanted to have sex with Sam for years, and finally, it had become a reality. Sort of. This was the first time he had see her nude. She had an incredible body. This had easily been the greatest experience of his life.

  And he was about to make sure it never happened again.

  "I mean, we should inform General Henderson, of course... but first we should get all the facts," said Jack. "We should go back there, tomorrow, and interrogate that woman. Get a list of all the customers she's given the plant out to. Find out what the plant is capable of doing. Then we'll call in the capture team." He looked over at Arden for approval.

  "My thoughts exactly, sir," said Sam quickly. A little too quickly.

  ********

  That night at dinner, Gavin asked how her day was. Naturally, since it was classified, she couldn't tell him. She couldn't tell her husband that today she had sex with another man. Sort of. Sam was glad that the nature of her work removed the issue of choice for her.

  After dinner, Gavin sat her down in his lap, and he had that look in his eye, the look which was all too familiar to Sam. Gavin wanted some loving. He reached down to kiss her, and Sam arched up to meet him.

  Then things progressed, and they moved to the bedroom. Gavin made love to her, and Sam accepted it. She participated but she didn't feel as much. Somehow, she felt that having sex with the plant had been much more exciting.

  With the plant. And Jack. It was hard to separate the two in her mind.

  ********

  The next day Margie was unsurprised to see Jack and Sam had returned. "Oh, you're back! Do you have all your soldiers with you? I'm ready to be arrested," she said, holding out her hands eagerly, waiting to be cuffed.

  She was mocking them. They both saw that now.

  "They're coming," said Jack unconvincingly. "They're not far behind us. But first we want some answers."

  "Of course," said Margie. "I'll take you to a place where you can get all the answers you need."

  They followed her. They both knew in their hearts exactly where they were being led.

  They were lead to a private greenhouse where couples were having sex with plants. Men were mounted on one side of plants and women on the others. They were all thrusting and moaning, going at it without a care in the world.

  Margie led them to an unoccupied plant. "You can use this one."

  "Wait a minute," said Jack.

  "The plant is telepathic," said Margie. "Simply touch it, and it will give you all the answers you desire."

  Jack saw his hand reach out, seemingly of its own accord, and touch the plant. The oily pheromones started to sink into his skin. He started to rub the plant, and so did Sam.

  Within moments they were both stripping off their clothes. Their modesty at seeing each other naked had evaporated.

  Jack wrapped his arms around Sam. She shivered but did the same with him. It felt good being grabbed by him, and grabbing him back. As Jack started to thrust his penis into the plant, the sympathetic nerve endings in the plant were activated, and the plant's phallus started to thrust into Sam.

  As they c
ontinued the ritual of reproduction, it became harder and harder for Sam to tell where the plant ended and Jack began. The plant was the one which was actually thrusting into her, but it was Jack's arms around her back, holding her tightly. It was Jack's arms she was hugging, equally tightly. With every thrust she saw Jack's ass moving back and forth, as if it were his body moving into her. And as they made love, through the plant, it was Jack's blue eyes which stared at her. At first Sam felt too embarrassed to look back at him, but soon she could do nothing else. They both got lost in each other's eyes, his sky blue, her's a brilliant green, as their bodies both built up to their orgasmic potentials. And when they came, they both saw each other's faces, gasping with pleasure, as each body indirectly pleasured the other.

  Afterwards, as they lay together on the ground, Sam felt the sudden urge to kiss Jack. She did, pressing her plush lips against his, grinding, taking more of what she needed. But when she pulled back, she said, "Sorry."

  "What are you apologizing for?" said Jack.

  "The plant is supposed to be controlling us to make us want to have sex with it," said Sam. "If I kiss you, that means I'm doing it on my own. Not under the plant's influence."

  "How do you know?" said Jack. He repeated himself. "How do you know that? The plant obviously wants a team of two for reproduction. It may be conditioning you to like your partner, as well as yourself. Did you ever think of that?"

  "No, sir," said Sam. She looked down.

  Jack raised her chin with a finger. "Hey. There's no need to be ashamed. If we're controlled, we're controlled. That means I can do this and not be held responsible for it."

  "Do what, sir?"

  Jack reached over and pressed his body against Sam's. His touch was electrifying. Then he pressed his lips against hers and gave her a strong, sexy kiss. Sam enthusiastically kissed him back. It went on and on, until finally, gasping, Jack pulled back for air.

  "All under the control of the plant," said Jack. "We're not responsible."

  "I see," said Sam, who really didn't.

  ********

  As they were getting dressed, Margie came by again. She asked if they wanted to take one of the plants home with them, to "interrogate it further". Sam looked doe-eyed at Jack. Jack nodded. "I'll take one. For the boys in the lab to analyze."

  "Of course, Colonel," said Margie. "I'll have it loaded into your air car."

  "Are you really going to give it to the lab?" Sam asked.

  Jack gave her a look.

  ********

  The next day, Jack and Sam made excuses to be apart from each other in HomePlanet Headquarters. They knew if they saw each other, that they would not be able to resist their passions. Sam kept thinking about Jack. About his body, thrusting into the plant, which thrusted into her. She needed it. She needed it badly.

  Finally around lunchtime Sam's resistance was overcome, and she decided to go to Jack's office, just to "say hello". But just as she reached her doorway, Jack came through it. "Going somewhere?" he inquired.

  "I... uh... ah...." Suddenly, Sam's mouth didn't seem to be working.

  Jack look equally tongue-tied. "Ah... Arden.... By the way, I was going to go out for.... lunch. I was wondering if you'd like to accompany me... Major," he said, giving her an uncertain look. Had he gone too far? Had he presumed too much?

  But Sam merely smiled, and said, "Certainly, Colonel," as she excitedly smoothed out her blue skirt. She felt herself getting wet between the legs.

  ********

  As Jack started driving, Sam knew that they weren't going to a restaurant. She evinced no surprised when they parked outside of Jack's apartment building. Wordlessly, she followed him into his apartment.

  She saw the alien plant in the living room, by the window. She looked Jack in the eye. He looked at her back. Wordlessly, they both started undressing. There was no more shyness here. Merely an urgent need to engage in reproduction.

  When they were naked, Sam and Jack each mounted the plant opposite each other. They rubbed against it tentatively, Jack to get his penis erect, and Sam to get into the mood. Jack quickly got hard.

  "We really shouldn't be doing this, sir," said Sam.

  "I know," said Jack.

  Sam watched wide-eyed, as her superior officer lovingly inserted his penis into the plant.

  "We are allowing ourselves to be controlled by this alien plant," said Sam, as she lifted herself up on the phallus and impaled herself.

  "Yes," said Jack, as he slowly worked his penis in and out of the hole in the plant.

  "Our duty is to inform HomePlanet Security," said Sam, wrapping her hands around his shoulders.

  "You're right, Arden," said Jack, wrapping his arms around her back, as he thrusted evenly, causing the plant's phallus in turn to thrust into Sam.

  In and out. In and out. In and out.

  "We should stop... Oh! Oh! Sir, can you go harder?" Sam said urgently.

  Jack started to thrust stronger into the plant, which caused it to do the same to Sam with its own phallus. "Like this?"

  "Yes... oh yes. Thank you, sir."

  "Arden, when we're totally naked, having sex with a plant, you don't have to call me sir," said Jack, plunging in and out of the plant. "Call me Jack."

  Sam stared at his very hairy chest, which moved back and forth as he thrust into the plant. The way his firm looking ass moved as he thrusted back and forth was driving her wild. "Yes... Jack," she said, feeling an electric bolt as she said his name. "And call me Sam," she said shyly, looking away as she said it. For some reason it was very personal to her.

  Jack stared at Sam's thick, full breasts, which jiggled every time he thrusted into the plant. "I thought only friends can call you Sam."

  "Oh!" Sam cried, as Jack thrust into the plant, and the plant thrusted into her. "You are a friend, Jack... more than a friend, now," she said, and she reached out and grabbed one hand, and smiled as she looked him in the eye, which only made Jack's penis harder, and more erect.

  Sam suddenly got an intense look on her face. "Oh, Jack, I'm getting close, so close," she said, feeling the phallus poling in and out of her.

  "So am I," said Jack, sweating profusely.

  "Then go faster, Jack," she said, pleading with her eyes. "Faster, Jack, please."

  Jack started to thrust into the plant with rapidfire precision.

  "Oh... Oh.... yes... Oh yes Jack," said Sam, tilting her head back, her slick breasts bobbing up and down. "I'm going to come!"

  "I am too!" Jack cried. The friction on his sexual organ, and the sight of Sam closing on her orgasm drove him over the edge. "Oh, Arden, Sam, I'm coming, I'm coming!" He poled vigorously in the last few seconds, causing the plant to do the same in same. They both gasped and cried out at the exact same time as they climaxed, and Sam felt an explosion of liquid bursting inside of her.

  ********

  They lay together afterwards on the floor.

  "That was good," said Sam, looking into his eyes lovingly.

  "Really good," said Jack. "But you know, I also have a bed," said Jack.

  Despite everything, Sam laughed. But then she looked down at her vagina. It was oozing a greenish-white fluid.

  "What is that?" said Jack.

  "I'm not sure, sir. The plant seems to be adding something to your sperm," said Sam.

  "Has it done anything to you?"

  "Not that I can tell, sir." She looked at him. "I mean, Jack," she smiled.

  ********

  After that, a precedent was set. Without saying a word, they would get together every day at lunch to have sex with each other, and the plant. As they were thrusting against the plant for their fourth encounter, Jack said, "You know, Sam, I couldn't help but notice that stuff that's getting squirted into you every time we do this." He had to call it "this" . He couldn't bring himself to call it sex, even as he thrusted into the plant mere inches from her vagina.

  "I noticed it too, sir," said Sam, feeling the phallus wonderfully expand and contract within he
r.

  "What's it all about?" Jack asked, as he thrust.

  "I haven't analyzed it, but it looks like your sperm, sir. I mean, Jack," she said hastily. "Your sperm, modified with some chemicals of the plant." She rotated her inner walls against the phallus as it thrust into her again. It felt so good! "I think it's trying to get me pregnant with something."

  "Well, we can't let that happen," said Jack. Sam noticed his hairy chest was starting to perspire. She loved that.

  "No, sir, we can't." At time she still called him sir. She couldn't help it,

  "So you should pull out, right before I... you know, explode."

  "Me, sir?" said Sam, sweating as the phallus thrust into her again.

  "You're the recipient," said Jack, thrusting harder. He felt his organ approaching the point of no return.

  "And you're the sender," said Sam.

  "My penis outranks your vagina," said Jack, gritting his teeth.

  "I don't think rank extends to our genitals, sir."

  "Pull out now, Arden," said Jack, thrusting furiously. "I'm going to blow any second now!"

  "I can't," said Sam. The pleasure was too great. Her brain wouldn't let her stop. "You pull out!"

  Jack, breathing heavily, shook his head. "I can't stop either." He felt the head of his penis tightening. "You pull out!"

  "You pull out!"

  And then Jack cried out, and exploded into the plant. His essence was mixed with alien chemicals, and then suction shot it out the plant phallus, into Sam's body.

  "Oh, oh, oh," Jack cried, as he felt each orgasmic pulse from the head of his penis. He sank to the floor once he finished. So did Sam. He put his arm around her. "Did I pull out in time?"

  "I don't think so, sir," said Sam ruefully, touching the entrance to her vagina, which was wet with a greenish white fluid.