by Amber Burns
She had already forgotten that it had a clit vibrator when the dildo was deep enough for it to brush against her engorged nub. She jumped with surprise, but did not pull it away. Instead she pushed it deeper still allowing the vibrating soft plastic to engulf her sensitive organ. Harper writhed in bed, fucking herself with the cock.
Soon, Harper's thoughts turned from the pleasure emanating from her crotch to her imagination. She imagined that the cock filler her pussy belong to Carson. His muscular torso inches from her skin as his hips thrusted, pushing his enormous cock deeper inside of her.
Her free hand found it's way to her breast, her fingers massaging the soft flesh, though she pretended they belonged to her imaginary lover. The erect pink nipple at the apex of her mound were flanked by a finger on each side. An occasional squeeze from "Carson's" fingers added an extra oomph to the already nearly unbearable stimulation her brain was dealing with. Harper knew she was close, but she wanted to hold out a few more moments; just enough to allow her body a few more seconds of anticipation.
Despite her determination, the monster was unwavering. The assaults on Harper's pussy and clit were too much to resist. She could feel the orgasm on it's way and she clamped her aching nipple between her fingers, sending the last signal to her body releasing the tidal wave of an bliss.
Harper's back arched in a cum fueled contraction. She lost hold of the vibrator and it fell to the bed in a small pool of her wetness. Even though the plastic was no longer inside of her, it still felt as it was inside of her sex, forcing it's pleasure upon her. Once the intensity of her orgasm finally waned, Harper collapsed back into her bed. She ignored the noisy vibrating pleasure device and basked in the post cum afterglow.
Acceptance
Harper's relaxed state was interrupted by a loud banging on her bedroom door.
"Harper! Harper! It's here, they replied!"
Stumbling out of bed, Harper rushed to throw on enough clothes to be presentable. "I'm coming!" she blurted out, nearly falling into the door while struggling to get her leg into a pair of pants.
Opening the door, Harper found Jenny jumping up and down excitedly. Jenny and Harper had been friends since high school, and roommates for nearly as long. The excited Jenny burst into Harper's room. She bolted to the bed and sat on the edge, ignoring the pink cock still resting on the sheets. Jenny's hand was outstretched with a letter addressed to Harper between her fingers.
Harper took the envelope from her friend and began to open it. "Who replied?" she questioned. "What is this?"
"It's from the surrogate company!" Jenny replied excitedly. "It must be a response to your application last year. I hope you were accepted!"
Harper had completely forgotten about her application to the alien surrogate mothers company. She had figured it was a long shot at the time. Who would want a droll poor girl like her anyhow?
Harper tore the letter open, nearly ripping the entire contents in half. Her eyes quickly scanned across the text a smile slowly growing with each line. She looked up from text, speechless with a big grin.
"Well!?" Jenny asked excitedly. "Did you get in."
"Ya," Harper said, her voice staring as a whisper but quickly growing in intensity. "I did. I got in! I'm going to be a mom... and rich! SCREW YOU XARLU FOOD!"
Harper sprung to her feat and was practically jumping in place with excitement. Jenny joined her and the two friends celebrated the good news. All of Harper's financial worries evaporated. Human surrogate moms were paid very well, enough to live comfortable for the rest of their lives. Her mind began racing through the possibilities. A home of her own. Trips and vacations to far away places. Not spending half of her life as a waitress. This news changed everything, and almost nothing could bring Harper down from her high.
"Wait!" Jenny suddenly exclaimed, "Does it say what species you are matched to. I hope it isn't Darluks... or Zarpu."
Jenny's words made Harper's heart sink for a moment. In her excitement she had not even paid attention to which species she was matched with. Harper began scanning the letter for the needed information.
"It says: Congratulations..... accepted to program... pickup today...." Harper paused. "What!? TODAY!?"
Jenny looked at her best friend in shock. "Ok.. ok. Don't worry about that. We'll get you ready. Have you found what species?"
"Oh. Right, right. Let's see... Matched to... Camprius." Harper looked up from the letter in confusion. "Camprius? I've never heard of a Camprius."
"Me either," Jenny replied. "I'll ask Carson."
Jenny moved to exit the room. Before she even reached the door a loud screeching sound began to fill the room. Both women instantly knew what was happening.
"Oh Shit!" Harper cried out to the heavens above. "Not yet! I'm not ready."
Rushing around her room, Harper tried to gather up her best clothes. She stripped naked and reached for her most flattering dress. Just as her fingers caressed the fabric she was taken. The next thing she saw was were the black walls of a small room with a solitary window.
Meeting
Harper found herself naked and alone, in what she assumed was a Camprius ship. The tiny dark room she was in was adorned with a single twin bed and a toilet. There appeared to be no door, no entry, no exits. Only a single window interrupted the solid black walls. Harper sat on the bed and tried to cover herself as she waited to find out what exactly was going to happen to her.
She didn't have to wait for long. A bright light flashed on above her. It filled the room with warmth and the previously dark walls transformed into transparent windows to the outside. One wall offered a brilliant view of the earth below. It's shining blue seas and ever moving clouds shone brightly against the black background. Every other direction was filled with twinkling stars, their light traveling through the emptiness of space for countless years before reaching Harper's eyes. The naked woman was in awe. She forgot about her state of undress as she took in the amazing view.
"Amazing isn't it?" A strange voice from behind questioned.
Harper spun around to find a tall human like form entering from a hidden panel that had slid open. As the man, or alien, entered the room the panel silently shut behind him, leaving no trace that there was an exit. The light in the room washed over the stranger's figure. His structure was human. Two arms, two legs, one torso, one head. However other details were more alien. His face was flatter, no roundness to his cheeks. His eyes nose and mouth were all more or less flush with his facial structure. His head was hairless and his skin a light grey that had a bit of shine to it. Despite the slightly alien appearance, his smile was endearing and his eyes were filled with confidence, joy and love.
The alien's grey skin continued down his torso. For the first time Harper notice he was just as naked as she was. His chest and arms were muscular, though his muscles seemed to be in the wrong places based on what Harper was use to. Her eyes continued down to his crotch, where she paused for more than a moment. The biggest cock she had ever seen rested between his legs. It was bigger flaccid than any erect dick she had ever seen. Olu's tool was familiar, long and cylindrical with a distinct mushroomed head, but at the same time it was distinctly alien. It seemed to have a mind of it's own, almost slithering like a snake.
"I'm Olu," the alien man said, "Your match and soon to be mate."
Harper was unable to take her eyes off of Olu's prick when she responded. "I'm Harper."
She was able to tear her gaze away from the monster between Olu's legs long enough to bring her eyes back to Olu's face. Instead of meeting his own gaze she instead found him inspecting her body. His alien vision scanning each inch of her bare flesh. Harper blushed, causing the majority of her skin to flush red in embarrassment.
"Your form is quite pleasing," Olu said matter of factly. "Human woman are indeed as beautiful and exotic as advertised."
The Merging
Olu approached Harper and took her hand gently. He led the blushed and aroused woman over to the bed resting in w
hat was once the corner of the dark room. Now the earth itself served as a background to the acts the pair were about to perform. All 10 billion people and some 1 billion aliens on the planet would, in a way, be observers of the union between human and alien happening miles above their heads.
Laying back onto the bed, Harper spread her legs nervously, parting her already lubricated lips for her extraterrestrial lover to discover. Olu's fingers nimbly and gently caressed Harper's soft skin. They slipped in between her folds, sampling her wetness and exploring every hidden treasure. Harper moaned as an unknown pleasure radiated from every nerve Olu came across. His touch alone was electric. As his fingers approached Harper's clit, her legs tensed in near orgasmic pleasure. Once his skin was in contact with the sensitive bud, Harper's body exploded in ecstasy.
The pair had yet to actually fuck, but Harper was already experiencing bliss. Olu's fingers seemed to latch onto her clit like some type of all encompassing sucker and a vibrator merged together. The sensation was much more intense than Harper's favorite toy, causing her to writhe on the bed in a building orgasm. Just before she was able to reach the peak of a second orgasm, Olu pulled his touch away and the electricity disappeared.
Harper's disappointment only lasted a moment as the intensity was quickly replaced by a presence at her pussy. Olu was still sitting on the end of the bed, his body facing up toward the Harper at the opposite end. Glancing down, Harper could see Olu's giant cock had slithered up to her pussy, growing in both length and width as it had reached her hole. She laid back and closed her eyes, concentrating on taking on the impossible length that was beginning to work it's way inside.
A second presence caused Harper's eyes to shoot open. A second... something... was brushing against her ass. Then a third appeared, caressing her clit. Harper looked back down at Olu and found not one, but three long tentacle like cocks exploring between her legs. Seeing her eyes wide with surprise, Olu spoke up to comfort her.
"Do not be afraid Harper. I am... adaptable. My appendages exist for both of our pleasure. I can stimulate you in many ways simultaneously. The more pleasure you experience, the more successful our mating will be."
Olu's words calmed the anxiety welling up inside Harper. She began to relax and let the alien appendages search her sex. The cock penetrating her pussy was thrusting strongly, pushing inch after inch of grey alien flesh inside of her. Harper didn't think so much cock could fit into her hole, but Olu's continued encroachment seemed to prove her wrong.
The tentacle attached to Harper's clit seemed to function identically to the finger he had placed there only minutes before. It engulfed her button; rubbing, vibrating and sucking on it all at the same time. It was intense, but still only a distraction to the other appendages already deep inside of her. She could feel the cock in her ass not only thrusting but also wiggling inside of her, as if searching and mapping her insides.
Harper thought she was at capacity. Olu was inside of both her ass and pussy, and he tirelessly worked her clit with great expertise. Her mouth hung open, emitting moan after primal moan from each thrust deeper into her body. Another squeaked out as an electric spark arouse from her nipple. Yet another moan escaped when her other nipple stood on end, and they were both encircled by the same sensations her clit was receiving. Peeking down to her tits, Harper found grey alien cock encircling her mounds, squeezing her soft tissue before terminating in what looked like tiny mouths attached to her nipples.
It was impossible for Harper's human body to endure any further stimulation. Her core erupted into an intergalactic orgasm. Electricity surged through her nerves, lighting up each and every one with it's own dose of pleasure. Harper's body twisted and contracted involuntarily as her muscles surged with adrenalin and she tried to withstand the continuing onset of Olu's appendages.
Olu was unmoved by Harper's initial or ongoing orgasms. He continued to stimulate her body, working to reach an optimum level for impregnation. His tentacles relentlessly squeezing the flesh of her breasts, pinching and sucking her nipples, rubbing her clit and fucking both her holes. The human woman rode the waves of her orgasms, each one cresting higher than the last. Harper was sure her body was going to give out, unable to take any further excitement; when relief came at last.
Harper could feel each tentacle slow it's attack on her body before bulging and then releasing it's loan of alien cum. The pricks wrapped around her tits seeped the slippery orange goo onto her nipples, where it then ran down onto her breasts and then further to her stomach. She could feel the warmth on her clit and in between her lips as it poured down from the apex of her pussy, coating her wetness. Most of all, she could feel it pumping inside of her. Both of her holes were being filled with the alien liquid. Each inch of cock inside of her was quickly being replaced with load after load of orange jizz. One last orgasm pushed itself through Harper's body as Olu withdrew himself from her. The shafts of each cock that was inside of her slick with a mixture of both of their cum.
Unable to stand, Harper laid in the provided bed, staring at the Earth below. She could feel the extraterrestrial cum working it's way inside of her, impregnating her with the alien offspring. She rubbed her stomach, excited to bear and nurture the being soon to be growing inside of her. Turning to speak to Olu, Harper found him grinning like a proud father. She gave him a quizzical look, which he responded to.
"You will soon be pregnant with our spawn," he stated. "I will return tomorrow to begin milk extraction."
Alien Tentacle Chronicles -
Now She Believes
By Amber Burns
Copyright © 2014 by Amber Burns
All rights reserved.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
This book contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language.
All characters in this work are 18 years of age or older.
Restrained
Naked, immobile, afraid. Selena was all three as she laid on the cold metal table. There weren't straps or restraints holding her down, she just... couldn't move. No matter how hard she willed her arms or legs to move they didn't respond. Other than herself and the table she was on, the room was otherwise empty as far as she could see. In every direction she was greeted with plain white walls.
These walls, however, were not sound proof. There were screams, almost moans, penetrating the alien confines. Some of the voices were male others female. It was hard to separate them out but Selena guessed there were three to four difference voices, different moans, that she could hear. At first they terrified Selena. What was happening to those people? What were their captors doing to them? Torture or... worse?
But the closer Selena listened the more she realized those moans were not a product of pain or agony. They were moans of pleasure. A distinct sexual tone underlined the voices seeping through the walls. One of the male voices was a distinct and rhythmic grunting. It sounded like he was fucking someone, or something, and quite enjoying it as well. The female voices were more irregular. Bouts of silence or quite moans would be punctuated with long and much loader cries of ecstasy.
Listening to these strangers in the throes of some type of passion began turning Selena on. Her pussy tingled and her nipples hardened. Her mind fought the rising arousal.
"This is insane!" she thought. "I've been kidnapped, taken by who knows who... or what. I'm stuck naked on this table. I can't possibly be horny."
Despite her rational thinking, Selena's body betrayed her. The voices and moans did not stop. Each passing second drove her further down a sensuous path that her cunt was craving.
"Oh, oh my god," a faint whisper tickled her ears from an unknown source.
Selena struggled to focus on the voices. "Fuck me! Deeper, Deeeeper," she was able to make out.
"If only I could move m
y hand!" Selena thought to herself. "I'm so horny, I need some relief!"
Seemingly as an answer to her internal request, Selena found her right hand was suddenly free. In an instant her hand had found it's destination. Her middle finger parted her already wet slit, brushing her clit before slowly penetrating her aching hole.
Selena strained, her body trying to will her back to arch as her nimble fingers flew quickly in an out of her pussy. Her muscles tensed, but did not move. It was both maddening and exhilarating to be helpless. Selena tried to take her focus away from her immobility, concentrating instead on the voices once again. The male voice was the most clear.
"Uh, uh, uh. Oh my God! Oh my God!"
It was hard to make out the words, but they were there. The fingers penetrating Selena's cunt were no longer hers in her minds eye. They were no longer fingers. It was a cock, she imagined, a cock owned by the man she was listening to. He was fucking her as she laid on the table, helpless. Her eyes sparkling with passion, lust, pure want, but she could communicate none of it. The man just continued his thrusting.