The Aliens Are Almost Done With Us

The haze of sleep was wearing off, I was waking up. I looked around, and there was Grace next to me, restrained to a hospital bed. My arms and legs were restrained too. I could barely move. The dark forms at the other side of the room were moving towards us. It was going to happen again, the aliens were going to experiment with us some more.

"What now?" I asked hazily, still a little groggy from all the sleeping.

"No more experiments, we're finished."

"OH! Good, can we go home?"

"Not yet."

"Why not?"

"After all this experimenting on you, we've both gotten very excited. We're going to have our way with you, then you can go home."

"But ..." Before I could get any more words out, a tentacle in the shape of a penis appeared and pushed into my mouth. I tried to speak, but only managed stifled moans. I glanced over at Grace, and tentacles seemed to appear from nowhere all around her.

"UNNNNH!" She grunted as a penis shaped tentacle pushed between her legs. It entered her and began rhythmically fucking her. Another, in the shape of a mouth, clamped onto her clitoris, and she moaned as it began sucking on her. Another penis appeared and pushed into her mouth.

"Suck me," the alien next to me said as it pushed its penis tentacle deeper into my mouth. I tried, but it wasn't happy with me, it grabbed my balls and squeezed them. "I said suck on it." I tried harder, doing my best to suck on this cock that was jammed into my mouth. I pushed past my tongue and into my throat. I gagged as it went in. I heard Grace doing the same.

Just when I thought it could get any worse, I felt a tentacle probing around my asshole. It seemed to be applying something liquid around my hole, then it pushed into me. Just a bit at first, but then more and more, until it was properly fucking me. Deep, long thrusts.

Grace and I were being abused. The aliens were fucking us in multiple places, it was fucked up, but it also felt pretty good. My cock was being sucked while my balls were being kneaded. I could see Grace squirming as a tentacle licked and sucked on her clit. I felt like I was getting close to an orgasm, but the tentacle pounding my throat was making it hard to get off. Suddenly, that tentacle throbbed and then spewed a warm, sweet fluid into my mouth. It was more than I could handle, it came blasting out of my mouth and down the sides of my face.

The next sensation was even odder. I felt a warm release inside me as that tentacle blasted its goo into me. It came shooting out of my ass, the throbbing felt good. It must have been rubbing my prostate, because my cock suddenly shot its load. At the same time, I heard Grace moaning loudly as alien goo shot out of her mouth and down her cheeks. She moaned and squirmed as she was fucked and licked, cum seemed to be coming from everywhere. Cum blasted from between her legs and onto the floor.

We all seemed to be orgasming, blasting cum, and moaning and groaning. The bed and floor were covered in alien cum. The alien having its way with me shuddered one last time, then all the tentacles pulled away in seconds. I hadn't realized how hard my balls were being squeezed until they were released. I breathed a sigh of relief. The alien on Grace pulled back too, she shuddered one last time, then lay on the table, exhausted and spent.

I felt that sleepiness come over me, and I looked over to see Grace close her eyes. It was over for now. I fell asleep again, wondering what would happen next when I woke up.

***

"Hi, Grace, I brought you another drink," I said as I walked onto our back patio. Grace looked back and smiled.

"Thanks, hon. I feel so relaxed, the last drink must have been kind of strong."

"Hmmm, I don't remember. I feel relaxed too."

"I do have a bit of a sore throat, must be allergy season again."

"Yeah, me too."

We sat contentedly, enjoying our drinks. Something felt funny to me, I had trouble remembering making our drinks or even drinking the last ones. I looked down at my phone to see what time it was.

"Uhhhh, Grace," I said anxiously.

"Yeah, what's up?"

"Grace!"

"WHAT?"

"It's the fourteenth. Monday the fourteenth."

"No, it's Friday, the eleventh. Quit being silly." She took her phone from her pocket and looked at it.

"Oh fuck, what's going on?"