Author's Note: This is a little something I thought up around Halloween, but only got around to writing now. It stars the main characters from my "Sarah Saga" stories, but you don't need to read them to know what's going on here.
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Sarah thrust into her roommate for the final time, and then she leaned into Ashley, panting. Her breasts pressed into her friend's back as water cascaded down onto them from the shower's rainfall head.
Ashley was still moaning and shuddering her way through her orgasm, the detachable shower head still pushed between her thighs directing pulses of water at her clit. Her free hand was tangled up in Sarah's auburn hair, her head tilted back to rest on Sarah's shoulder. Ashley's raven hair and olive skin made a stark contrast with Sarah's pale, freckled body. They kissed, their tongues dueling as Sarah reached up to grope at Ashley's mountainous, gravity defying tits. She stepped back, slowly sliding the length of the strap-on out of Ashley's pussy, eliciting another gasping moan.
"Fuck baby. That was good." She went to replace the detachable head, her movements still a little sensitive and jerky with the aftershocks of her climax. "This thing is the best investment into the apartment that we've ever made," she said. But then she looked over to where Sarah was standing, the thick length of the rubber cock swinging between her legs. "Though you've made some good purchases lately."
Sarah reached down and lifted its solid weight, stroking it like it was a real cock. "I wanted to surprise you." She stepped in for a quick kiss. "Maybe you can return the favor someday." They kissed again under the water, Sarah's modest breasts pressing against Ashley's more massive pair.
They dried each other, did their hair, and helped each other with make-up. And then they went to their rooms to get ready for the party. It was Halloween, and while many girls will dress up in scandalous outfits on Halloween in the hopes that they might get laid, Sarah and Ashley were certain that they would be fucked multiple times that night. They were heading to a party hosted by their good friend Chelsea. Sarah had first met Chelsea in the middle of an orgy, and that had set the stage for all of their future interactions. Sarah hardly ever saw her with clothes on.
Of course, Sarah couldn't go out in public naked. So she wore the next best thing, an extremely slutty costume. She was going for witch, but the only thing that really gave it away was the pointy hat. Sarah was wearing a tight black lace corset. Her nipples were barely covered and would pop out with the slightest adjustment or deep breath. Her black skirt was just short enough to hide her ass, but every step and every gust of wind gave tantalizing glimpses of her bare pussy. Knee high black and orange striped socks and black heels completed the outfit.
Ashley had put even less effort into her costume, going as a stereotypical hula girl. Her coconut shell bra was far too small for her breasts, and her grass skirt was so threadbare that it was very clear that she wasn't wearing any panties. But it didn't matter that much, they were only going a few blocks.
They had made it two when something strange happened.
Sarah and Ashley were cutting through a small park in their neighborhood, when the wind picked up suddenly, whipping leaves and trash around their feet. There was a bright light. And then blackness.
When she woke up, Sarah was in a large room. It was circular, with a high, white ceiling and grey walls. The floor was a bluish color, and gave a little under her hands, like a gym mat.
She had regained consciousness slowly, like she was coming up from a deep sleep. But once she noticed her surroundings she snapped wide awake. Sarah pushed down the first feelings of panic, tried to remain calm, and looked around the room. Ashley was laying next to her, also waking slowly. She was naked, and Sarah realized that her costume was nowhere to be found either.
Sarah helped Ashley up into a sitting position. "Ash, are you ok?"
Ashley nodded, a little groggy. "I think so. Where are we?"
"I don't know," Sarah said, looking around the room for some clue. "The last thing I remember, we were cutting through the park. And then we woke up here." Sarah bit her lip. "I don't see any doors or windows, but there must be some way out."
A section of the wall slid back without a sound. And in walked the first alien that Sarah had ever seen. It looked like all of the silly sci-fi shows said it would. The creature was small and gray, with a large head and huge black eyes. It had slender arms, and three fingered hands. It wasn't wearing any clothes, but Sarah couldn't see any outward sign of gender.
Sarah was stunned by the appearance of the alien. Ashley was the first one to speak. "Holy shit. We've been abducted," she whispered. Her voice was very quiet, and traces of panic were starting to creep in at the edges.
Both girls were struggling to stay in control as the creature approached. Sarah was taking deep, labored breaths. Ashley was shaking and quietly, almost silently, praying under her breath. The alien stopped short of the girls and lifted some kind of small device. What the tiny rectangle did wasn't obvious, but the alien seemed to be satisfied with it. It walked back out of the room, stopping to punch a short sequence of buttons on a control panel that seemed to grow from the wall. The door slid shut behind it.
Sarah looked over at Ashley and shrugged. "That was weird. Maybe it doesn't need us?" Ashley simply nodded in agreement.
A low tone sounded from somewhere in the ceiling, and a section of the floor in front of them slid apart. It revealed a pool full of some type of metallic blue liquid. The tone sounded again, longer and deeper this time. Ashley and Sarah both felt it in their bones more than they heard it. The liquid in the pool seemed to dance, small waves and peaks forming on its surface. The tone sounded again and again, and the peaks got higher and higher. Until the liquid seemed to take on some other form and shot out of the pool under its own power.
Long tendrils of the stuff stretched for the girls, quickly wrapping around their ankles and wrists, pulling them to their feet. Sarah was so shocked by the sudden movement that she didn't struggle at first. But then the tentacles picked her up off the ground, and that set her to kicking and flailing. "Hey! What the fuck? Let me go!" But all her struggles were useless. Despite looking like sparkly jello the tentacles were as strong as iron. She screamed some more, but then got quiet when more tentacles rose from the pool and made their way towards her with a disturbing deliberateness. "Oh shit."
The tendrils holding her ankles spread her legs wide, opening Sarah up for what was to come. Two thick tentacles slid up her inner thighs, leaving behind a slick substance that was like sap or mucus. More tentacles wrapped around her torso and made their way towards her breasts, leaving their own trail of slime.
Sarah was terrified, but she couldn't deny that the tentacles felt amazing. The thick slime was soaking into her skin and and a warm pleasurable feeling was spreading out from wherever the tentacles touched. Some substance in the slick coating was reacting with her nervous system, and every inch of her skin was turning into one big erogenous zone.
"Oh, god," Sarah moaned as she watched one of the tentacles drove directly for her pussy. It stopped just short and seemed to pause before sprouting a number of smaller strands. They moved in, smearing their thick mucus over her outer lips and the thin patch of skin between her pussy and her ass. The strands reached in and spread her lips open, exposing her pink core. One strand made contact with her clit, and Sarah experienced one of the most explosive climaxes of her life. She couldn't even make a sound. Her mouth opened in a silent scream, and her abs flexed as she tried to curl up into a fetal position. Sarah could feel her juices flowing from her pussy, running down her thighs and the crack of her ass.