Riley and Tracy found themselves cozied up in a cabin nestled deep in the mountains. The storm raging outside only amplified the heat building between them as they watched a movie, Tracy's head resting on Riley's lap. Her long, black hair cascaded down her shoulders, her crop top and leggings highlighting her toned body.
Tracy couldn't help but notice Riley's growing arousal, his sweatpants doing little to hide his excitement. She glanced up at him, biting her lip, before sliding her hand into his shorts. Riley inhaled sharply as she freed his dick from its confines, her lips wrapping around him as she sucked him off. He watched in amazement as precum glistened on her tongue, her head bobbing up and down on his shaft.
Tracy's moans vibrated through him, her hand massaging his balls as she took him deeper into her mouth. Abruptly, she pulled away from the movie, her lips enveloping his length entirely, her eyes locked onto his as she deepthroated him. Riley grunted, his hand reaching for her hair as he thrust upward, his cum erupting from his dick and filling her throat, leaving a trail of white from her lips to her nose.
Tracy withdrew, a satisfied smile playing on her lips as she stood up and made her way to the bathroom. Riley adjusted his shorts, his dick still semi-hard as he refocused on the movie.
No sooner had Tracy closed the bathroom door than the window shattered, the sound of the storm drowned out by the intrusion. A dark figure slithered its way in, its tentacles white and slimy, its form an unseen abomination.
Tracy, mid-pee, froze as one of the tentacles penetrated her, the alien's infection racing through her veins. Her eyes, once green, now black, and her body trembling as the creature's tentacles filled her pussy and ass. She moaned, unable to resist the pleasure coursing through her.
A tentacle forced its way into her mouth, her moans muffled by its invasion. Her body shook, her juices coating the creature's tentacles as her eyes rolled back in pleasure. She deepthroated the tentacle, her body convulsing with each orgasm.
The alien covered her in its white slime, her body writhing in pleasure. Despite the tentacles' removal, she craved more, her hands seeking out the remnants of the creature's presence. She spread the slime over her body, shoving it into her pussy.
Her mind blank and consumed by her need, she became an empty vessel for the creature's taking.
Riley, unaware of the alien's presence, checked on Tracy, the door creaking open. He froze, his heart racing at the sight of her black eyes and the slime covering her body. She looked up at him, pleading for more.
The tentacles retreated, their absence leaving Tracy confused. Riley shook his head, unable to comprehend the situation. "This is crazy," he muttered before retreating to the living room.
The moment the door closed, the tentacles emerged, filling Tracy once more. The sound of her stomach grumbling was drowned out by her moans, the tentacles pumping in and out of her with a ferocity that left her breathless.
Her pussy and ass stretched, accepting the invasion. She squirted and creamed on the tentacles, her body trembling in ecstasy. Her eyes rolled back, her body a puppet for the alien's pleasure.
The scene was obscene, the sounds of her moans echoing through the cabin, her stomach visibly moving with each tentacle's thrust.
And Riley, unaware, sat in the living room, the movie's sounds and the storm outside the only company he had.