Laura wakes up next to...

Laura woke up slowly. First she felt a bit lost, as if she was taken somewhere else, but slowly she recognised the surrounding, even while it was still dark. Only one thing was off. This was not her parent’s room, the main bedroom where she slept in with Roger. This was the guest room where she always used to sleep in. The one with the single beds. She shot straight up and looked around. It really was the guest room. In the next bed, she saw Francis waking up slowly. Suddenly she started to get mad. This must’ve been a prank of Francis and Rick, though she didn’t knew how the latter could be gotten so far as to help Francis with this. Rick would never do anything like this.

She looked under the sheets and saw she was buttnaked. “Francis!” she yelled while pulling up the sheets to cover her body. The guy let out a girlish scream as he also suddenly sat straight up in his bed. “What?!?” he said, then slowly started to recognise the person in the other bed. “Huh, why are you in Rick’s bed? Wait, you and Rick…” Francis started, but Laura yelled “No…”, to which Francis responded “Oh, you are here to seduce me and…” and Laura directly yelled “NO! Francis!”. “Then what are you doing here?” Francis said, grumpy. “You really don’t know anything?” Laura asked. “I wish I would, but no, I don’t.” Francis sighed. The next moment he felt a bit strange and looked below his sheets. “And why am I naked?!?” he yelled. Laura looked a bit surprised “You too?”. Francis looked up “You are naked too?”. Getting angry again when seeing Francis focus changing to her body under the sheets, she bit to him “Francis, focus! Get out of bed, get some clothing and hit the lights.”. Francis replied “Why don’t you do that then?”. “Francis!” Laura yelled. And Francis jumped out of bed, naked.

Laura's eyes flew open out of surprise as he walked towards the lightswitch and flicked it a few times without success, then turned towards her. “Sorry, doesn’t work.” he said, then followed her look “Huh? Ow, you like?”. Laura unconsciously had compared it to Roger’s and she had to agree she liked what she saw. Then she shook her head. Now is not the time. And she was about to get married. On top of that, he’s that annoying, irritating Francis. What was she thinking? “Try the door.” she said. But that didn’t work either. “Strange.” Francis said, “It’s like the door is glued shut. The door doesn’t move at all…”. Francis got back to his bed and for a while they just sat there thinking about the situation.

Suddenly there was a swooshing sound and something akin a doorway appeared in the wall, filled with white light flowing into the room, to the surprise of both of them. Then a shadowy form came walking from out of the light, solidifying as it moved towards the door. As it walked, or more like floated inside the room, Francis and Laura froze from anxiety and fear as the being had the form of a human, but had a big oval head, big round eyes, almost no mouth, a very small body, long, thin limbs with long digits and three legs. Laura could see her fisheyed reflection in the black eyes of the being. Then the door swooshed close and the room was dark again.

Laura was breathing hard and her heartbeat was rapid as she was waiting for what would be happening next. Never once would she have thought this could be happening. Out of the corner of her eyes she saw Francis sitting as frozen as she was. Then a voice, or more a feeling that somehow translated into thoughts, entered her head. She felt an annoyance. An annoyance over...she felt herself getting red and blushing...over why she wasn’t copulating with Francis. She saw Francis looking very surprised towards her in the dark. These creatures knew about Francis’ joking this evening, knew how her body responded to that joking, her thoughts about having sex in her old bedroom. But those signs were all taken the wrong way! Ofcourse thoughts stray and bodies react. The creature though didn’t seem to grasp these complications.

Another thought flowed through Laura. They seem to have come to this primitive planet and watch the procreation of this species in detail. They were looking into their own history and how they used to produce offspring and looked towards other civilizations to find answers. Though these thoughts seemed not directed at her or Francis as the didn’t seem to be deemed worthy of intelligent communication. They just used mental incentives that seemed to work on other lower species too. Bit by bit the thoughts that were send through both their heads were those of different kinds of erotica that the creatures seem to have encountered. It overwhelmed her how much information was pushed through her brain, making her breathing heavy again, her breasts heaving, her hands letting go of the sheet that dropped down on her legs so she could stabilize herself on the matras.

While her thoughts flew through images of men and women screwing in different positions, she felt her nipples harden and blood flowed into her lower lips, in the meanwhile seeing Francis’ penis harden and straightening upwards. He probably is seeing the same things she’s seeing. With all these thoughts flowing through her head, sometimes the thought of the dick on the bed in front of her pushing itself inside of her started to flow among the rest of them and made her swallow nervously, as other times images of Roger fucking her flowed through her head. She shook her head to try and get her thoughts straight again but couldn’t. She tried to get up and away from the thoughts, moving up on hands and knees on the bed to stabilize herself.

Through this motion, Francis got a perfect view on her pussy, now reflecting her wetness in the moonlight and her beautiful round tits hanging under her fit frame, making him even harder and thoughts of him fucking her started to seep into his mind which made him slowly rub his cock. Laura in the meanwhile tried to get off the bed, holding herself steady with her hands. Then slowly, under the barrage of images she tried to walk to the door, screaming Roger’s name in defiance. The moment she did this though, a terrible feeling, something akin a scream, ravaged itself through her brain. “Aaaaaahhh, SHIT!” Laura screamed when she felt it. “Roger!!!” she tried again and another more painful scream almost split her brain in two. “What the?!?!” she screamed, then slowly tried to catch her breath, leaning against the wall of the room so she wouldn’t collapse on the ground. The feelings of need from the creature were getting stronger and Laura was finally done with it all and yelled “Ok! Enough already! I’ll do it…”.

She stumbled towards Francis’ bed and when she had reached it, the images started to turn into men screwing women from behind. “Ok, I get it.” Laura said and climbed onto bed and turned her ass towards Francis. Then the images abruptly stopped for both of them. Francis sat behind Laura with his dick still pointing towards the ceiling, but had stopped stroking it when he saw the girl moving to his bed and crawled on top of it. Sure, he joked about stuff with Laura and secretly found her very attractive, but he couldn’t believe his best friend’s girlfriend, let alone his soon to be wife, was offering herself to him. “Come on, Francis! You always joke about you and me screwing and now that you get the chance…” Laura rolled her eyes and sighed. She crawled backwards to Francis until her snatch was hanging over his erect cock, grabbed it from between her legs, pointed it towards her wet flower and went down on it in one go. As she impaled herself on his dick, she moaned loudly. With Francis still not responding, she bend through her knees, positioned her hands on Francis legs between hers and started to ride him.

First she just slapped herself down on him, trying to get herself off as soon as she’d possibly could in this situation. “If that guy could just help out a bit…” she mumbled. But soon her pussy started to feel good around the thicker than usual cock inside her, stimulating her in all the right places, making her automatically gyrate on it. Slowly she straightened her body, letting her hands slide up her skin until they found her firm tits and sensitive nipples. “Mmmmmmmmm. Ahhhhhhhhhhh. Fuck. Me. This feels soooooooo good….” she started to moan in a horny voice while her eyes were closed. Very softly, she felt fingertips touch her hips, then slid up to the side of her breasts and made their way to under her own hands. She grabbed the other pair of hands and quickly guided her to cover her nipples and gave her boobs a good squeeze through the other hands. As she kept on bouncing up and down, she let Francis play with her tits and let own her hands slide up and grabbed her hair.

“Owwwwwwwww!!!” she howled full of need and lust. “Come on, baby! Make me cum…”. One hand slid down to her pretty big clit and gently started to rub it in hope of an orgasm which now felt so close. As soon as she did this, she felt Francis try to get up, so she turned around. But before she could, Francis had already pushed her forwards off his dick and before she knew it, she was pushed with her head on the matras and her ass in the air. “What the…?!” she started, but then she felt herself get filled again with dick and was moaning into the matras.

As by lightning, a memory slipped past her mind and she remembered all the times she rubbed herself in this bed, occasionally spraying this matras with her juices as she came. The thought of getting fucked in the same place she used to get off at night switched a kink on in her head and she started to moan even louder. Francis grabbed her hair close to the skull and pulled her up. “You got even louder? You are more slutty then I thought. ” she heard him say close to her ear. Normally she wouldn’t let anyone talk to her that way, but with her effectively cheating on her fiancee, it made her even hotter. To break her own barrier completely, she breathed to him “You were right.”. He asked “I’m right? What do you mean I’m right?” to which she responded “I touched myself in this bed. I got off on this very mattress. I....I squirt. A lot.”.

Her telling him this very intimate detail about something this personal switched a trigger for both. Francis couldn’t get the thought of a younger Laura fantasizing alone in her bed and squirting this bed from her orgasms out of his head, while Laura felt herself going over the edge from degenerating herself to a lust object for her fiancee’s friend by telling him such a lewd thing while she had already given herself to him.

Now she only needed...and there it was. Francis felt his balls contract and sped up. Then he grabbed her boobs, pulled her against him and let himself fill her up. Laura felt him dominating her, anticipating him cumming inside her unprotected cunt, felt him sped up, then tensing up as his dick started to twitch. At the touch of the first warm globs of sperm getting shot inside her, her mind went tilt, gave herself over and her body started to convulse to the strongest orgasm in her life. “I’m cheating on my hubby in my old bed. I feel Francis’ cum flowing inside me. An alien is watching me breed. Breed….O my god, I’m on my period!” she murmured to herself as her orgasm kept rocking her. As the notion hit her, she automatically pushed her hips downwards against Francis’ pelvis, her back hugging his chest as she purred. Francis kept on cumming with this blond fox that kept on trying to milk his cock while grinding into him. In the end, the visitors got the show they came for.