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Brief Visitor [f/alien] [1/4]
by Sunrain  1996
          


Brief Visitor, part 1: The beginning

    I sat in the kitchen, making sandwiches and packing
them into my backpack as mother asked me how long were we
planning to spend camping in the woods. I told her that I
had made food for at least two weeks but we weren't
planning to stay that long. The summer vacation had started
a week ago and me and couple other girls had agreed on this
trip, out of the city. One-way trip to there would take
most of the day by car, and closest phone to the place is
also quite far away. We wanted to make sure that we'd be as
far from the civilization's grasp for a while as possible.
    I waited for the girls to pick me up and watched tv.
There was some news about abnormally high solar flares or
somesuch, and that the weather forecast would be a bit
shaky since several satellites were malfunctioning.
    Anyway, I soon heard car-horn from outside, grabbed my
backpack, said quick goodbyes to my parents and promised to
get to a phone or something if something happens, etc. Once
outside I threw the backpack to the car trunk and jumped to
the back seat. And so our little trip out of the thrills of
civilization started.
    Nothing really interesting happened on the trip there.
When we arrived, we turned the radio off and agreed not to
open it again for at least couple days. Two of us built the
tent and started to search for firewood since it was
already quite late as the third one visited the beach.
We knew the owner of a farm nearby. The farm wasn't used
anymore, and the owner lived there only on his vacation. He
had couple boats and had promised to lend us one.
    As the darkness fell we lit the campfire and started
cooking, making some tea and preparing sausages. We had
more interesting foodstuffs with us but several hours in a
car can wear one down quite efficiently. We listened to the
deep humming of the forest and watched the stars, eating
our quickly prepared night snack. Suddenly we heard a deep
huge voice that seemed to come from everywhere at once, and
all the stars faded from near-invisibility to almost
blinding light and back.
  Since it was over in about two seconds, we didn't think
about it much - and I calmed my pals by telling them about
the solar flares on tv. It wasn't much of an explanation
but it was an explanation still, and we went into our tent
and slept.

    On the second day, we made some breakfast and talked
about what we should do first. We had to go and borrow the
boat, since it wasn't on the shore - the farm owner had
said that he'd bring it if he'd find the time. The boat was
tied on the pier of the farm, and it was a good hours walk
there through the forest.
    I can't remember what it was about, but we started to
argue about something irrelevant, and we finally got to the
point where we started calling each other names. I got
enough and walked away, to calm my nerves. I knew that they
wouldn't come after me, since we all knew how to find the
camp but it was still easy to get lost in the woods, and
there is no point to go search for someone who knows how to
get back just to get lost yourself.
    I figured that since I'm walking in that direction
anyway, I can go and fetch the boat. The farm was further
away that I remembered. I probably walked in circles for
awhile, but finally I saw the farm in the distance.
A quick glance at the clouds told me that it was going to
rain soon. I started to run to the farm, its closest
building being an old barn. I knew that there was some
old hay inside, so in the worst case I could spend my night
there. It was becoming dark at an alarming rate, and water
started to pour. I ran as fast as I could, and soon I was
under the roof of the barn, although I wasn't inside it
yet. The bushes I had ran through were wet, thou, and my
skirt was damp. Oh well.

    So, I calmed down, knowing that I wasn't going to get
completely wet at least. I walked around the barn to the
barn doors, staying clearly under its roof as the rain
poured. I knew that I had to be the one to go back to the
camp tomorrow, since I had been the one to walk away in
anger. So, I had lost the fight.
    I came to the big, sliding barn door and pushed it open
slightly. I looked inside and waited awhile for my eyes to
adjust in the dark. Just then there was a flash of
lightning, and in a glimpse I saw that I had been right
about the hay. So I entered the barn. It was relatively
dry, although the air was certainly humid. I took my damp
dress off and hung it on a nail on the wall that I found
when I finally started to see in the dark. My blouse was
miraculously dry so I left it on, so I at least had some
protection against the sharp ends of the dry hay.

    Since it was dark already, and I was a bit exhausted
due to the long day, fight and all, I decided to lay down
and try to get some sleep. I took off my sneakers and
socks, making a mental note to change socks as soon as I
got back to the camp. The barn was already pitch dark as I
laid down on the hay, listening to the rain hammering the
roof.
    I drifted to sleep, laying on my back, and half-asleep
I felt something cautiously touch my panties. It felt warm,
soft and wet. I drowsily bent my knees and tried to pull
them together, and they hit the something. It felt slick,
like a tentacle, but it was warm. But I was drowsy and the
touch on my panties felt kind of nice.
    Suddenly I started to think about what was happening.
My heart jumped to my throat and I was horrified, but still
I couldn't make myself scream. I was afraid, and still, I
felt myself becoming turned on. The tentacle continued to
caress my panties, sending shocks of electricity inside me.
I simply knew that if I took up and ran, I could easily get
away, but I became more turned on by the minute, and fear
kept me paralyzed. There was something else - was I
curious? Perhaps.

    The tentacle kept on caressing, pressing on the fabric
of my panties into my pussy, and then I noticed that there
was another tentacle, a smaller one, that had started
tracing the outlines of my panties.
    I let my legs part more as the tentacles continued
their caressing, and I found myself strangely relaxing,
getting more and more turned on.
    The tentacles started pulling my panties away and I
found myself lifting my ass so that they would slip away,
and they did. The soft, warm touch of the tentacle felt
strangely good on my bare pussy, but it didn't even try to
push itself inside me, it just kept caressing my outer
lips. I held my breath. The other tentacle started opening
the buttons of my blouse, one by one. I lifted my hand and
touched it, and it felt slick, just as I had felt with my
legs, but it felt - good. After the buttons were open, the
tentacle tugged me, and I turned around, onto my stomach,
lifting myself on my knees so that I was on all fours.
    The bigger tentacle returned to caress my already wet
pussy as I was actually hoping. This time I reached back
with my hand and touched it, and it didn't feel only wet,
but slightly slimy. I kept my hand on it as it traced my
outer lips, found the hole and pushed itself all so
carefully inside, going very slowly and caressing me inside
all the time. I felt the warm slime dripping down my legs,
but I didn't care. It felt so nastily good inside me that I
couldn't think of anything else.
    The smaller tentacle reached under me and tugged on my
bra. I felt some small, cold hands reaching down to my back
and easily cutting away my blouse and opening my bra clasp.
The smaller tentacle pulled away the remains of my blouse
and pulled off my now open bra. The bigger tentacle started
to rhythmically move in my pussy, and I felt pressure
growing inside me.
    I found myself moaning actively as the smaller tentacle
started to caress my tits, and it felt like it would, at
the same time, be sucking and licking them. Both tentacles
felt slimy, warm and soft, but I didn't even feel horrified
at this point.
    After a short while I came. Still trashing in my orgasm
I felt myself being picked up. I saw, in the very faint
light inside the barn, that I was lifted up and moved close
to the place where the tentacles started.
    I felt weak after that powerful orgasm, and I couldn't
think of anything. I was wet from both my own sweat and
from the slime from the tentacles. Small, cold, dry hands
kept me hanging on in the air, and as I glanced down, much
bigger tentacle yet started to rise from the body of the
huge alien that I couldn't even see in the darkness of the
barn, and I was lowered at the same time. Another pair of
those cold hands came from behind me and took hold of my
breasts. As I was slowly lowered down couple more hands
gripped my legs and pulled them up.

    It didn't feel the same as the soft tentacles. This one
wasn't only warm, it was hot. It was also definitely slimy.
It wasn't as careful as the earlier ones. It forced itself
inside me and then started to fuck me. I soon became
delirious, and when I started cumming, I came for what at
least seemed like a very long time. Finally the alien
burst something that felt almost like liquid fire inside
me, making me feel more full than anything I had felt
before. Then it seemed to become content and let me down,
and I instantaneously fell asleep, exhausted.

    In the morning I woke up nude, and gathered whatever
was left of my clothes. There was no sign of the alien in
the barn, but I was sure that it wasn't a dream, since I
felt sore at several places. I visited the main house of
the farm and borrowed something to wear, went out, took the
boat and started rowing back to our camp.
    As I arrived, making my already prepared apology and
the fight we had had was soon forgotten. I explained that
my blouse had been torn apart in one of the thorn-bushes
near the lake. I actually forgot to change my socks,
since one of my pals was feeling ill and we decided to
drive back, only a day after we arrived. I was relieved
when we got out of the woods, but I'm pretty sure that I'd
have gone back to check the barn the following night if
we'd stayed there for another day.
    Although I was afraid I could become pregnant, I
didn't. I don't know what would have happened if I wouldn't
have been on the pill. Probably nothing, but who knows when
it comes to aliens? I haven't heard about the alien in any
news or anything, so I suppose it went back to wherever it
came from. I don't know should I be sad or happy about it.
    On tv, the scientists had perfect explanation to the
abnormality on the solar activity. But then again, humans
always find perfect explanations to everything.