Invasion of the Tentacled Aliens

"Oh, oh, oh, OHHH!" She screamed, running her fingers along her swollen pussy lips as the last of the orgasm washed over her. There was nothing better than a good fuck; it was a shame the only thing fucking her lately was her ridiculously large dildo and her fingers.

James, now there was a man who could fuck. But of course his nine-inch dick went looking for other pussy and she had to dump his ass. Now it was just her, all alone in her large bath-tub. Though the other women hadn't really been the problem. The man had a huge sex drive, what could she say? It was what kept her well satisfied night and day. The real problem had been the fact that he could only do it missionary style. Whenever she would suggest doggy or 69 he would look at her in horror. Was it really her fault that she wanted to spice things up a little?

As she felt her muscles relaxing into the now lukewarm water she thought back to that impressive cock and couldn't help the shudder that went through her body. It really was an impressive member. So thick and long. It was a shame she had to dump his perky ass. If only he would have agreed to fuck her up against a wall every now and then, honestly, was it too much to ask?

He would never have agreed to take her and her sister, Regina, at the same time, which had been the deal breaker in the end. Her sister was just as cock-hungry as she was and every now and then they liked to take a guy at the same time. Another shudder worked through her body as she remembered those steamy nights in a college dorm-room, both of them fondling this big, athletic football player...

But it was over and she had to move on, even if she really, really wanted to feel that massive cock moving in and out of her pussy one more time.

Groaning, she pulled herself further upright in the tub and glanced at the half-drunk glass of wine on the sink. She didn't usually drink since it dulled her reactions but she had pulled out the wine tonight, trying to blunt the edge of her cravings. She wanted some thick cock so badly it hurt. But with no-one around she had to try and deal with her cravings as best she could.

Sighing again, she heaved her slick body out of the water and tried not to slip on the tiles as she reached for her towel, even the rasping of the material over her breasts was enough to send tingles through her body. Grinding her teeth in frustration, she felt the need to come coiling tightly in her abdomen. If only she had someone to make love to. She could demand him to take her however she wanted, for however long she wanted it and he wouldn't refuse. God, she hated being single!

As she wrapped a towel around her ample bosoms, a light flashed outside her window. Her spine stiffened for a moment and then she heard a car pull into the driveway next door and she relaxed. There was nothing to be worried about. The momentary adrenaline surge faded away and she straightened, watching in the mirror as her hair fell in wet locks around her face.

She wasn't a teenager anymore, but she was still attractive. Dark hair and darker eyes with a sharp bone structure and ample curves kept the guys drooling after her. Sure she could have gone to a bar to quench the need for a thick, hard cock in her, but something had held her back. She wanted more than a hard fucking, though she didn't know exactly what she was waiting for.

Shaking her head she tore her gaze away from the mirror and the questions it brought. Heading for her bedroom she was determined that she would not think of anything but cock for the rest of the night, and so convincing herself, she drifted off into a sensual sleep.

James caressed her skin. He ran a finger down her cheek, across her throat, down her breasts and along her belly until that finger finally came to rest on her swollen mons. She moaned as he teased her, rubbing light circles into her tender flesh. She wanted him to move further downward, to caress her aching clit and the down even more, to plunge into her leaking pussy. But he refused.

Laughter in his eyes, he leaned forwards, capturing one of her hard nipples in his mouth and making her moan as he sucked and scraped at it.

When she couldn't take any more of the stimulation, she yanked away from him violently and he latched on to the other nipple, lavishing it with the same attention. She had never been more aroused in her life. With a final tug, she came, screaming his name in the waves of ecstasy.

Coming back down she realised he had moved his attentions downwards, sucking at her clit like he was starving and she was an all-you-can-eat buffet.

She whimpered, writhing away with every suck and lick at her sensitive clit. No-one had ever made her feel this way before. She was going to come, again. A final tug at her clitoris and she did, screaming his name over and over in the ecstasy that consumed her.

Panting she heard something in the back of her mind. Her name repeated again and again. Jocylyn, Jocylyn, Jocylyn. It seemed strange to her, James had always been so quiet in bed, but she shrugged it off as he began to lick at her needy pussy.

Her moans became more erratic and broken as he licked her to another earth-shattering orgasm.

This time as the pleasure hit her, her eyes flew open. She panted as she realised where she was. Her room in her house. Alone. A wave of disappointment cut through the post-orgasm glow and she reclined back into her bed of pillows.

A bitter laugh escaped from her throat. She had always had an active fantasy life, and this was more of the same. An electric shock ran up her pussy and she convulsed, moaning back into her pillows. Another shock hit her pussy and she writhed harder in her bed. Forcing her eyes to open, she glanced down at her bare, leaking pussy and almost screamed. A grey, writhing mass of tentacles was in-between her legs. A tentacle was stroking across her clit, making her buck with every pass of the grey appendage. Whimpering, she tried to move her legs, to get away from the weird, pulsing mass but they wouldn't budge. The tentacles stroked down her pussy lips and paused at her wet entrance. She watched in horror as the grey creature started to slowly enter her. It felt so good and she could see it was seeping some kind of clear fluid.

The tentacle thrust in and out of her pussy and she couldn't help but respond as the tempo increased. The appendage was so thick and hot between her legs. Her brain reacted with terror at the sight of the creature by her body couldn't help but start to build up to a shattering orgasm. As the tentacle fucked her senseless she let out a shriek, followed by another and another as her pussy clenched tight around the rubbery tentacle. The terror gave way under the onslaught of complete pleasure and she longed for more as the tentacle kept at her pussy, fucking and fucking.

As she reached her fifth orgasm she felt something different. Hot waves of cum were flooding her dripping pussy. The feeling was so good that she came again, this time coming so hard that she sank into a deep oblivion.

When she woke it was to the feeling of something hot and supple thrusting in her. Her body was on a razors edge, waiting for the next hit of pleasure. She couldn't move, but she could still see the grey tentacles moving around her body. There were appendages attached to her breasts, suckers wildly attacking her nipples. Another was attached to her clit, moving in just the way she liked, sending white-hot lances of pleasure through her body. The tentacle that was moving in her pussy felt like it was swelling, a part of it hitting her G-spot over and over, making her come in one long, continuous wave of pleasure. Panting she tried to struggle away from the creature, but her body was so weak with pleasure that she could do nothing by lay there as the creature kept at her. Finally, after what felt like years, the creature pumped into her again, releasing its' hot load into her sopping pussy. Jocylyn almost cried in relief as the creature retreated from her body.

Lying in the puddle of sweat and cum on her bed, she watched the creature as it slithered up her stomach and over her breasts. It seemed to look at her but she couldn't see any eyes. Whimpering, she tried again to move away, but it stayed with her, tentacles leaving a trail of translucent liquid over her skin. Reaching her mouth the creature shoved a tentacle into her lips, forcing it down her throat. She screamed around the invasion and the creature forced it further. She could feel the progress of the grey, slimy appendage down her oesophagus. Once again it pumped a hot liquid into her body. She could taste some of it as it rushed up her throat, sticky sweet and cloying on her tongue. She gagged, but the creature refused to retreat until her belly felt full and bloated with the liquid. Almost instantly her mind started to fog over. She relaxed, melting into the bed and taking in long, deep breaths. The creature retreated; satisfied that she would no longer try to resist it in any way. She whimpered again, this time in disappointment. She was starting to crave the touch of its' tentacles, wherever and whenever, but it had other things to do.

Sleep now it ordered, the command resonating in her brain rather than through the air between them. She let out a dreamy sigh and sank once more into oblivion.

Jocylyn moaned and rolled over in her bed, feeling the stretch and pull of well-fucked muscles. Frowning, she cracked open her eyes and looked down at herself. She was naked and sticky, sweat sticking her to the bed. Moving sent twinges through her pussy and when she rubbed at it, she could feel her own juices coating her fingers. Memories came back to her slowly and a wave of panic washed over her, only to be pushed back by a feeling of deep contentment. Swinging her legs over the edge of the bed, she slowly got to her feet and padded downstairs to her kitchen. Not bothering with so much as a robe, she started rummaging through the pantry, nearly emptying it on the kitchen counter before starting in on the mountain of food. She was ravenous and everything tasted good. She almost drank a full bottle of vinegar in one go.

She heard the muffled sounds of moans from next door. She had never minded hearing her neighbour's sex lives, and today the sounds just made her hungrier. She focused on the rising pitch of the frantic gasps and screams and somehow knew that her "perfect" neighbour Barbara was getting done by her alien. A feeling of jealousy rose up, but hunger beat it back down. She ate until her belly was fit to bursting before curling up on the floor, letting her body go to work on the fuel.

Her womb contracted in gentle waves as her belly started to swell. She shuddered in delight as she ran a hand over the swell, feeling her offspring starting to move inside her. She needed to see what she was feeling, and levered herself back to her feet. Retreating to the bathroom, she stared in the mirror, transfixed as bumps rippled over her stomach. It was still growing, swelling before her eyes. Before long she was so heavy that it was a struggle to stay upright. She sat on the edge of the bath and continued to watch as her body changed. Her breasts grew heavier and started leaking a clear fluid, a fluid that she licked up, moaning at the taste.

The growth started to slow and she panted, feeling dizzy as her stomach settled at nine-months. Heaving herself upright, she went back into the kitchen, craving more food. Her next buffet would get her to term and she couldn't wait to meet her babies. Next door she could hear Barbara's screams as she climaxed violently. Another wave of jealousy crashed over Jocylyn, but she contented herself on the fact that she would be the first to bear the creature's babies. As devoured the rest of the contents of her kitchen, she felt something wrap around her leg. Smiling, she felt the creature raise itself up her body, settling on her heaving belly. It stretched around her massive girth and a tentacle slivered down over her pussy, penetrating her slowly. Moaning, Jocylyn slid to the floor, levering her legs up as the creature worked its way further into her body. It met some resistance and pushed through, piercing through the placenta and unleashing a gush of fluid onto the kitchen floor. Jocylyn moaned as contractions started to grip her middle violently. Ten long, hard minutes went by before the first fully grown creature finally slid from her body. Her job wasn't over yet. She had two more moving around inside her. Her first baby sucked at her tits for a few minutes before slithering out her front door, off to find someone else to impregnate.

Panting hard, Jocylyn worked to birth her second alien. This was how her sister found her, panting and writhing in a puddle of birthing fluid, belly huge and rippling with contractions as a grey mass of tentacles undulated over her body. Regina paled at the sight but before she could come to her senses and run, Jocylyn let out a shriek and her second young was spawned. The alien didn't even bother with his mother's milk, seeing the danger of a free female. It slithered over to Regina and lunged for her pussy, releasing seed into her almost instantly. As Jocylyn pushed out the last of her young, Regina writhed on the floor, a tentacle deep in her throat, releasing the drug that would make her one of the alien's loyal servants and breeders. In the silence afterwards the sisters smiled at each other, alien cock buried deep in their pussy and a new generation of the invading aliens on the way.