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Brief Visitor
by Sunrain
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,
though, 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 bursted 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
instantenously 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.
<end>
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Brief Visitor
by Sunrain
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