A loud *thud* startles Cassandra “Eris” Thompson mid-moan, making her choke and gasp, then groan in frustration. Pulling her hand from between her legs, she pauses the video displaying over her screen. “What the fuck now?” She shouts. She’d been so close, dammit!
Wiping her hand off on the side of her comfy shorts, she pulls up her system check, running it twice, just in case. The engine was sparking again, dammit. She had to get it repaired, soon. She turns to the AI recorder on her left. “Port engine’s sparking again. Log Repair attempt #13. Reduce acceleration and amp power to asteroid repeller.” A small beep is the only response, affirmative.
Traveling through the field like this was technically illegal, but it was much easier than going through the official channels. You just had to keep everything tip-top shape. Eris sighs as she pulled on her space suit. It was an older model, bulkier than the more modern design. Total mood killer, seeing herself in it on the side of her ship. Necessary of course, losing her engine could leave her stranded. But still.
Stepping out into the black was, as always, an experience. The stars don’t twinkle, and many are hidden behind the rocks. Still, breathtaking. She pauses for a minute, and just takes it in.
“Can’t do this on an ‘official’ ship, hah.” Talking to herself helped fill the void. Fixing the engine isn’t really much work, but she spends an extra five minutes trying to figure out what caused *this* malfunction.
The underside of the engine is covered in crumbling, grey rock, somehow clinging on. It’s lit by the still fire of the propulsion, long shadows cast forward along the ship. “And what the hell are you?” She shrugs, assuming an asteroid must have slipped under the repeller and hit the engine.
As she returns to the the ship, glad it was only a quick fix, she doesn’t see what comes up behind her, black on black in the void. The drone makes no noise, doesn’t show on the scanner, invisible to cameras. It slips in silently behind her, and survives decontamination without a blip. The creature inside is patient, hungry, built for a single purpose.
A purpose which Cassandra will serve well.
Eris groans as her suit decompresses, taking it off with the speed of a woman desperate to get back to her fun. Without turning around, she leaves it on the ground and makes her way back to the front. None of her security systems realize she’s been followed.
She’s just barely stepped through the small curtain, grateful for the gravity inducer she’d just managed to purchase, when it strikes. The drone releases as small hiss as the front of it parts, letting out the creature within. Slipping down onto its many tendrils, it slithers towards her.
Eris slips back into her seat, pulling her Xeno X Girl video back up. But she doesn’t have time to get back into it, as the creature strikes, a half dozen tendrils making their move at once! Her legs and arms and gripped tight, pulled apart. She barely gets out a scream, before another plugs itself into her mouth, gagging her.
Panic and confusion fill her mind, and she struggles valiantly against the beast. ‘What the fuck!’ She tries to scream, of course, but nothing comes out past the tentacle. Everyone’s heard the stories, or read the porn, but no one believes it’s real. Until it happens to them!
Now that she’s restrained, the alien slows down. Its prey is unable to fight, or call for help, and it can take its time. The primary tentacle snakes its way across her body, dripping with a cocktail of chemicals designed to relax. Humans were not the only aliens it was designed for, but Eris will do just fine. Her struggles lessen, only to redouble as it squirts a small dose directly into her mouth. She tries to scream again, but she has no choice but to swallow!
Her eyes widen more, realizing what’s about to happen. The restraining tendrils slowly spiral up her arms and legs, gripping just tight enough she can’t break free. It would be almost comfortable, in another situation. Actually, it is comfortable… Eris shakes her head. That’s the chemicals at work, forcing her to be calm, and she has no desire to give in so readily!
Another pair of tendrils slowly slide up, under her shirt, and curve around her breasts. Just large enough to please, as she’d told her various lovers. They wrap around, and attach little suckers to her nipples. A jolt of pleasure runs through her body, traitorous thing. Something *different* slides between her legs.
Less of a tentacle, and more like a tongue. It’s covered in a multitude of smaller, writhing tendrils, designed to tease and please. It presses under her loose shorts without regard to her struggle, and those little feelers get to work on both of her holes. A moan escapes before she can hold it back, body already sensitive after her self-love session was so rudely interrupted.
Almost lovingly, it slips back and forth, teasing every inch of her slit and rear. More moans break through, with attempted curses in between. Sensing that its prey is not fully subdued, the tentacle in her mouth presses in further, filling her throat before sliding back out. Eris gags a bit, and this steals away her time to respond before it goes right back in! Each thrust lets out a little more of its juice, and it’s starting to taste pleasant.
It’s hard to resist, the suckers on her breasts, the feelers between her legs. Her body betrays her utterly, every action of this monster bring shuddering waves of pleasure and need. It had been *so long* since she’d last got laid, even… Can anyone really blame her for giving in? The creature was built for this, after all.
It can tell when Eris stops fighting, when her arms relax and she sucks on the tentacle as it pulls out. Her slit clenches on nothing, but that won’t last long. A disappointed whine comes out as it pulls away from her pussy. Not to worry, the creature’s primary organ, its cock proper, quickly thrusts into her greedy hole.
She cries out in satisfaction, pushing her hips down to help it inside. It’s bumpy, covered in little squirting nubs that help lubricate for easier penetration. Her eyes close as she’s suddenly filled all the way up! It makes only small thrusts, at first, getting her used to the impressive girth, before building up speed.
Eris sucks down more and more of the *delicious* nectar this xeno is only too happy to provide, all thoughts of resistance gone from her head. All of this attention quickly brings her to the edge of her own climax, and the creature seems to know, slowing down just enough to keep it away from her. She can’t help but whimper and whine as her body becomes even *more* sensitive from this torment.
It doesn’t let her cum until its cock thrusts in hard and fills her completely once more. There, it pulses, throbbing inside of her as all of those nubs squirt out it’s sticky, green cum. She barely notices, lost in the screaming, delayed orgasm it finally allows her to have. She can’t even cry out properly, as it stuffs her mouth full again to give her another, extra large dose of nectar.
Her womb swells up as far more cum than needed floods into her, a lot of it squirting out past the invasive tentacle to make a mess all over her cockpit. After a few moments, the one in her mouth pulls out again, and doesn’t push back in. Eris takes a couple of deep breaths, body still shaking and floating in the afterglow… “F-ffuck.” She manages to say, looking down. A little giggle escapes. Then the one inside starts to twist and writhe again, and her eyes widen.
She’s in for a long trip!
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/br4e64/a_very_close_encounter_alien_tentacles_dubcon
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