Midnight Dreams - Earth Girls

All of the following is complete and total fiction. Not a word of it occurred, nor would it.

Midnight Dreams: Earth Girls Are Easy starring Ariana Grande

(MF, Oral, Anal, Cons, Facial)

By MrMaxLord

Oh hey, you're back! Not that I blame you after the stuff you've seen. Speaking of which, I'm guessing you want more? Understandable, and I just put together something you might just get a kick out of.

The first party is a gentleman by the name of Sam Mordrid and his waking life is pretty good, or at least he thought so. Probably the best part of it was the fact he didn't work a normal job. He ran his own entertainment blog, and calling it that was underselling it. He wrote articles, made videos and recorded podcasts. It was a lot to do, but at least it wasn't retail for him anymore. Another plus was it was all focusing on his passion, science fiction. From books to films to TV and games, he covered it all. His passion was his life and livelihood and, big shock, also all over his dream. He even got to pick his own stage name of sorts, which was Sam Starlight.

Now the other participant in the decadent dream is probably a lot more well known than good old Sam Starlight. You probably know her. She goes by the name Ariana Grande. Singer, actor, business woman and HUGE sci fi fan. I know, you're doubting that last part but seriously, just look at some of the imagery she used and not just in her music videos. It's all over her ad campaign for her cosmetics line and take it from me, it's in her dreams a lot. However, most of the time it doesn't just take such a...triple X tone.

I mean half the time still isn't most of the time by definition. Trust me, as a formless being who has access to the minds of all sentient creatures, I'd know.

Tonight, these two minds are connecting, their needs, desires and fantasies are aligning. Let's see what they cook up. And fair warning, just from knowing how Ariana's dreams tend to go, this is going a bit more....theatrical. Theater kids, amirite?

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THE ADVENTURES OF ARIANA GRANDE: GALAXY HUNTER!!!!

EPISODE 69: THE RESCUE OF SAM STARLIGHT!

When last we left our intrepid intergalactic bounty hunter, she'd been hired for a rescue mission by the Terran Federation to track down one of their best, the caption super pilot SAM STARLIGHT, from the clutches of the evil COMMANDER SKULLORD.

Currently, Ariana is orbiting the Commander's home planet INCYZOR, getting to ready to infiltrate his headquarters, FORTESS BLUDD....

Ariana Grande was in her ship's ready room, well, getting ready. She had her usual uniform on; a black body suit that appeared to be made of vinyl to the uninformed save for a sheer opening. Of course it wasn't vinyl, it was a liquid metal that would harden into armor upon impact. It was accompanied by similarly tailored black gloves that went up her shoulders while at the wrists there were silver bracers, bejeweled with gemstones that seemed to glow like the lights from her cockpit dashboard.

There was a silver sash around her waist, so big it was almost a short skirt. Her legs were covered up to the knees in a pair of boots that were in a matching silver. The rest of her legs were covered in the same sheer material as her mid section.

To someone who didn't know her, she seemed woefully unprepared to infiltrate the headquarters of one of the most ruthless space barons the galaxy had ever seen. Those that did know her would have wept for Commander Skullord. After all, Ariana Grande was the only Earthborn bounty hunter in the galaxy. That wasn't to say she was the only human, far from it. But an Earthborn was a very special kind of human. They rarely left their Terran home and the few that did were made from such stern stuff they tended to pick the most hospital places to call home and colonize.

Ariana was different. Her mother had said she had stardust in her soul due to her wandering tendencies. The fact was Ariana was insatiable for everything, and those types of people tended to end up becoming bounty hunters. No real home, traveling the galaxy and experiencing it all. There was never enough of anything and Ariana exemplified that both in her perfect record of jobs accomplished and the amount of formers lovers she'd had that ended up with shattered pelvises and lockjaw.

The last bit she put on was a silver holster, her trusty quintablaster already in place and her Deadeye 5000 over her face. It looked like a half pair of sunglasses sav it hooked around the back of her head and only had one lens over her right eye. She looked herself over in the mirror, her hand running over the piece of headgear wistfully. This was the last mission she'd be wearing it on, because with the money from this rescue job she'd be buy the new Deadeye 5016 as she was several generations behind and the current model didn't even have universal wi-fi and the calculator program was buggy. Still, it looked super cute.

Satisfied, she returned to the cockpit, entering in the proper landing coordinates and activating stealth mode. Looking at her ship, the Scarlet Cat, from the outside it would be hard to imagine that the chrome and pink colored saucer could ever possibly be stealth. It was almost like the colors would somehow break the cloak drive through sheer force of gaudy will. This wasn't the case of course, as science would always win out over catty comments about space ships.

The ship went invisible and the cooling shields went on, disguising both her ship and its temperature as it entered the atmosphere of Incyzor. The landing site Ariana had selected was perfect. It was far enough away from Fortress Bludd to avoid detection but not so much she'd lose too much precious time, further risking the life of Sam Starlight.

The ship opened at the bottom, a small staircase descending that the galaxy hunter stepped out from. Once she was on the ground the stairs were pulled up and the opening sealed. With a press of one of the jewels on her bracelets her ship entered secure mode, going stealth once more as she made her journey towards the fortress.

The first stop was a tall mountain, a natural barrier to invasion via army for the not-so-good commander. However it wouldn't do much against a five-foot-two intergalactic bounty hunter with a perfect record.

The petite powerhouse knelt on a high ledge near the top of the mountain, her finger pressing on a dial connected to her head piece. Through the lens she looked over the large, looming fortress. It was made of iron ore or seemed to be as the rock it was carved out of was red. The carving were very on the nose as a motif of skulls and death were all over, matching the name of Starlight's captor. There were no corners or edges she could see on the fortress, the places they would be rounded out and made the top of a skull. She was almost surprised the main opening wasn't just a draw bridge in the shape of a jaw.

"Guess some things are too hacky even for a grown man who calls himself Skullord," she said to herself. She continued scoping out the fortress on every frequency she could, making sure of the best point of entry for her plan to go through. Once she'd located the main security hub, she knew exactly what to do.

Ariana took her blaster from it's holster and pressed one of the five buttons on the top, the one marked with a symbol that resembled a web. She then aimed the gun near a window on the west side of the fortress. A pink beam of light shot out, hitting just above the window and sticking. It looked like a rope and operated just like one, Ariana holding tight as she swung over to the tower and then proceeded to scale it until she crawled through the window. Once she was on her feet again she pressed another button, this one with an egg on it. This was the scramble setting, and was designed to scramble the target's mind. Non-lethal but it did cause dizziness, diarrhea and eventually unconsciousness that could last up to a week. It sounded harsh but from what Ari understood the dreams could be quite present. Psychedelic, but pleasant. Normally she wouldn't have care but this wasn't a wetworks mission, she was given explicit instructions about that and she always paid attention to explicit instructions when the paycheck had more zeroes than she could count at a glance.

Ariana was so quiet most felines would say "GOD DAMN", especially the Felis Sapiens from the planet Sheba-12 who were both easily impressed and very sassy. She made herself flat against the wall as a turn to the right. She peaked around the corner and saw a guard station with two guards on either side of the SecuriScanner door. Armed, predictably, but nothing that would help against the scramble beam. In fact, Ariana noted, that all the different fasteners around their pants might make removal of their pants difficult when the beam did a number on their digestive system.

The beautiful bounty hunter turned the corner. The guards saw her, but it didn't matter because in moments they were hit with the scrambles and fell to the ground, unconscious and totally tripping balls. She knelt down to the one nearest her, thankful that the IBS-like symptoms of the beam hadn't kicked in yet and took two keycards from his belt. One she gave a quick glance at, tapping against her right bracelet and tossed away while the other she slid into her boot.

Ariana's gaze looked up to the hallway ahead of her and tapped a button on her visor once again, this one giving her a layout of the floor, a wonderful wireframe map with her endpoint, Starlight's cell, marked with an X. She continued her silent trek forward, her plan working out perfectly. She knew exactly where to go and how to do it. Now it was all about timing and Skullord being as predictable as her research into him showed.

"Well well well, if it isn't the legendary Earth-born Galaxy Hunter, Ariana Grande," Commander Skullord said. He had turned the corner at the end of the hall, flanked by ten of his Bone Troopers on either side of him. Somehow in person he looked even more intimidating and ridiculous. He had genuine human skulls as both shoulder and knee pads with more of the death's head motif worked in all over his red and black body armor except for his head, one which he wore a simple scarlet beret that at most had an enamel skull pin. She was a little disappointed to have it confirmed in person that he wasn't quite as ridiculous as she would have hoped, despite the over the top foppish accent.

"Commander Skullord," Ariana said, holstering her fire arm. "Let me guess, judging from your uniform I caught you guys on casual Friday?"

"Funny. I suppose you use all that brain power to come with those devastatingly brilliant barbs with nothing left over for putting together a competent rescue plan."

"Actually you'll come to find much like that famed hero Norville Rogers, I'm only using a fraction of my powers," Ariana answered. "I'm guessing this is the part where you put me in an inescapable situation and give a braggadocios speech full of five and ten dollar words."

"My dear, some of them are even worth fifteen." He smirked, then gestured to his soldiers. "Take her away to interrogation room, then to a holocell before lunch."

"What's on the menu?" Ariana asked as she was bound with magnacuffs and stripped of her visor and weaponry by the Bone Troopers.

"You're in luck, it's Taco Tuesday."

"Well you may be a horrible madman with dreams of being a despot but you're not all bad."

"Take her away. Get Sergeant Tibbularr to do the interrogation." Ariana was lead away, the captured cutie being surprisingly compliant. Skullord smelled a rat. Figuratively of course, what he actually smelled was the anti-septic smell of the hallways mixing with her lilac-scented perfume along with a hint of the aforementioned tacos from the other end of the hall. But figuratively, definitely a rat. "Hold it."

He knelt down and pull the card out of Ariana's boot, bringing it to her face and tapping it on her nose before sliding it away into his pocket. "Nice try. Now, you may take her away."

The Bone Troopers followed their commander's order, leading her to the interrogation wing and not a one taking not of how calm the gorgeous Galaxy Hunter was. Even the deadly Skullord didn't register that.

It wasn't too long of a walk down the nearly blindingly white hallway until Ariana was brought to a room with a man waiting in front of it. Judging from his more formal uniform in compared to the combat armor of the Troopers escorting her this was Sergeant Tibbularr.

"Sergeant Tibbularr I assume?" Ariana asked as she brought to him.

"Indeed Ms. Grande," he replied. He pressed a few buttons on a nearby key pad and the door in front of her slid open. "After you."

"Nothing like a polite upper-mid level henchman," she said before walking through the door. Once the other Troopers were dismissed the Sergeant followed and stood against the wall opposite wear Ariana was sitting, her look at him almost unreasonably calm.

"So, who hired you?" he asked. "I mean we have our suspicions but I'd just like some confirmation."

"Can't say for sure," Ariana replied, her tone direct. Direct but also slightly disrespectful in how obvious the lie was. "You know us bounty hunters, we like to keep things as anonymous as possible."

"Uh huh. You are aware that you're defenseless right now, correct? Utterly harmless. No guns to zap anyone with and despite being free of your restraints the moment you came in here, I don't think you could physically overtake me. No offense."

"None taken," she said audibly. Inaudibly, within her own head she also said something along the lines of "Thanks for talking." The sergeant hadn't said much, but it was enough for the recording device that the Troopers hadn't taken off of her. Her bracelets were much more than decoration and the jewels weren't so much jewels as they were buttons to activate different aspects of the bracelets. The yellow one recorded audio. She had pressed it the moment the two were alone and again once Tibbularr had said enough to create a perfect model of his voice. Her own voice patterns had already been long stored.

Now she pressed the blue button which was a one two punch. Punch number one overrode the security camera in the room and interrupted the feed. The second punch was what went in the live feed's place, a perfect simulation of the interrogation to keep the Troopers from seeing what she was going to do, the next piece of her plan. She'd known the whole time she was going to be captured. It was why she entered right next to the security offices and didn't bring a cloaking belt for all the cameras in the hallway. Now, it was time to take Tibbularr out. Just like the rest of her plan, this was going to happen without a hint of violence....but not without some kind of contact.

"Look, I really just want to get to whatever cell you have ready for me," Ari said. "It was a long trip so I'm tired and I'm hungry and frankly what Skullord told me is on the menu didn't really stop my stomach from grumbling."

"Oh it is Taco Tuesday isn't it?" asked the Sergeant. "Well, just tell me what I need to know and we both get to eat."

"Look, there's got to be something that can be done where we just do the interrogation after I eat. I mean I'm not even asking for a nap, just some lunch."

"What exactly do you propose? What can you think of that would make me possibly be found in dereliction of duty, regardless of how amazing the tacos are here?"

"I could suck your cock. Then you shoot that hot wad all over this pretty little face. Think of it as a down payment on the info."

"Are you serious?"

Ariana then got up from her seat and walked around the silver table. She stepped to him, a smirk on her glossy red lips and her brown eyes focused on him, both of those giving him the clear signal she was very, very serious. Of course, the descent to her knees and her deft undoing of his belt and zipper also helped in all of that.

Feeling her gloved hand around him, stroking Tibbularr's rapidly rising rod made the interrogator moan in such a way that Ariana understood as the universal dialect of "Yes, please suck my cock."

"Oh god...god yes," the Sergeant grunted. Ari's tongue had extended out and licked the underside slowly before strumming his banjo string. The next thing to cum with those glossy lips wrapping around the bulbous head. Once the seal was made she worked her tongue around the bishop like she was slowly turning up a dial. The interrogator gulped for air when Ari began to play with and fondle his balls, the liquid metal material retracting so it was flesh to flesh. That should have been a tip off to him that something was going to be off but giving that Ari was making his blood pump every but to his brain it was understandable where his focus was.

Ari began to take more of his cock in her mouth, slowly slurping his stick inch by inch. Snaking and swirling her tongue all while still playing with his heavy balls. For the moment she was playing it slow, but that only because by doing this first he'd be seeing stars and colors by the time she went full blast he'd be done in moments. All according to plan.

She switched hands on his balls, giving her left something to do while the right stroked whatever but of his sizable shafter she couldn't get, at least quite yet. Just another piece of the plan and with how good Tibbularr was feeling she could have told him word for word what was going down and he'd be game as long as she had promised to suck him like this.

Slithering and snaking, her tongue sent sparks and jolts through his cock and up his spine. The lewd sound of cocksucking echoed in the room, a mix of moaning and filthy wet slurping. However, Ariana had always felt that when she was making music like this lyrics were always necessary.

The dark-haired harlot removed her mouth with a pop while her fist became a blur on his rod. He looked down to catch her fierce gaze.

"Use this mouth and cum," she demanded. "Fuck these lips and coat this pretty face with every drop of hot cum that's churning in those balls." He moaned. She smiled. "Understand? Tell me you understand and that you fucking need it."

"Fuck....I fucking need it and understand!" he blurted out as Ari fistfucked his dick.

"Not the order I gave you but good enough," she responded. "Now fuck my throat."

That was the starter pistol shot the Sergeant needed. He grabbed Ariana's skull and thrust his cock in her wet oral fuckhole. In short order the sounds echoing in the room were desperate moans and wet squelching noises.

*QUAG QUAG QUAG* *GLUG GLUG GLUG*, louds sounds made by the hard and savage throat fucking Ariana was receiving. Any liberty there was to have with Ariana's mouth he took, including shoving himself in until his balls were on her chin and holding himself there. He moaned feeling her wet throat hugging his cock tight before pulling out to allow her a moment to breath.

"Fuck...." she said in between gulps of air. "Mmmm nothing get me hotter than a proper wild man...except maybe that wild cum on my face, you got that for me?" She licked her lips and writhed on her knees as Tibbularr beat his dick as furiously as he'd fucked her face. "Give me every drop...cover this pretty little face. Cum...come on and do it...give me that sweet cream all over my face."

"FUUUUUUCK!!!!" he yelled, Ariana scooting to the perfect spot as the cum rocketed from his cock like lava from a long dormant volcano.

"Mmmm fuck yeah," Ari cooed, licking her lips as rope after rope of the white hot lust lava coated her face. Soon she opened her mouth and stretched her tongue out to taste what she had done to him and as it always did when she played this card, it tasted nothing short of exquisite. Hot and thick cream slid down her throat with the first gulp with more to follow as the seemingly never-ending eruption continued. Her left eye got a cum eyepatch, sealing it shut and white streaks of liquid lust streaked her dark brown hair.