Sara's Abduction

I lost track of how much we drank. There was quite a bit out of the bottle of Blue and I was smaller than dad, so I was really feeling it. Plus I was buzzed out of my skin from the Red Bulls and reeses pieces and juicy fruits which were sticking to my teeth and I kept having to work them loose.

I was tugging my robe open a little more because I felt hot, finally just untying the sash. I was glad my robe was silk. My dad took another big gulp of his vodka.

“The glass probe goes in the vachina.” I laughed, “Fagina, I can’t say it . . .” I laughed again. I was getting pretty fucked up. “You know what I mean!” I made my eyes wide. “And it glows, and when they slide it in, up in you . . .” I took my finger and settled my finger between my legs, bringing my one knee up so he could see better. “It lights your whole insides up. It Fibrates!”

“I would glow. My whole middle,” I pulled back my robe and showed my tummy.

My dad was sort of slumping then and he sort of had his head down between my legs, and I laughed. He had his hand on my thigh and was stroking his hand back along the outside of my thigh and was holding onto the back of my ass, touching the edge of my robe.

“There’s another one that’s like a little hair and they put that one in my urethra. That one has me stumped. And a long tube, that's hollow that fills your mouth. I opened my mouth to him, sort of demonstrating.”

My dad just closed his eyes.

We were watching Independence Day now and I spun on the couch because the part where Will Smith pulls the alien out of the ship came on. There was a wind blowing in the window and dad went and pulled the window closed. It still felt warm in the house. I was flushed, really buzzed.

I could see the alien on the screen, and it seemed closer.

It was at that point that I no longer felt alone. My dad had turned toward me. He was holding my hand just then and was watching avidly, eating candy, listening to me - everything I said, sipping on his Red Bull, drinking the Vodka, filling my glass, chewing down the Resses Pieces by the handful.

There were movements in the room.

I felt dizzy. My one leg was draped over my dads lap laying right over his erection, and my right leg was curled up against the back of the couch. I felt wet and squishy. He was rubbing my foot. I realize now we were pretty fucked up, but everything felt so perfect. I had pulled my robe back behind me, so that basically it was ‘covering’ only my shoulders and arms.

I was watching the screen. Will Smith was dragging the alien.

When I was seeing the alien on the big screen TV it felt as if it was in the room, it was there with us. We both understood the Truth. At one point I slid off the couch, and crawled to the TV. I tried to point out all the parts and ways the alien looked but the screen was moving much to fast and each time I touched the screen I kept pointing at Will Smith’s butt. I couldn’t move fast enough.

My dad kept laughing. I would point and dad would say, “The alien is Will Smith’s butt? You keep pointing at Will Smith’s butt.” He was hysterical.

I was laughing too, looking back at him while on my knees in front of the TV and my robe was hanging open, hanging down to the floor. Dad could see the whole crack of my ass, but it was like we were two friends hanging out with each other, cause while he could see my ass all he talked about was Will Smith’s butt.

I redoubled my efforts with the TV, but my eyes were blurry and my head was spinning from the light of the TV, my nose being just three inches from the tube, and everything just looked like dots anyway. It was just too much and I gave up.

I rose, pulled myself up and stood in front of my daddy unsteady, my robe hanging open, my perfect perfect little bush framed between the falling fabrics of my robe. Two dragons on either side looking right at my puss with their mouths open. My navel this little line.

“Want some ice cream.”

“Yeah.”

I stumbled off in the direction of the kitchen. It was dark, and I was really getting confused. When I stepped onto the linoleum and turned on the light, I was suddenly in this totally white room. Why was I here? I could not remember. I opened the fridge, then the freezer. Saw the ice cream. Oh, yeah. I took the pail and it was too heavy. I dropped it on the floor and then took two bowls and sat on the floor scooping the ice cream in the bowls.

I sat there with my legs out around the pail of ice cream. My pussy felt hot, I was totally horny, and I pressed the pail between my legs. Oh God that felt so good! But then, ah ah, too cold. I pushed it away.

I dipped my finger into my puss, drew a line from my anus to my clit. God I was wet, I hurt, horny! I always got soo aroused thinking about this stuff. It felt hot.

I left the gallon of ice cream on the floor cause it was too heavy and put the bowls of ice cream on a rolling tray that we use, and then set the pail of chocolate syrup on the tray and the whipped cream, I held on to the handle to help me walk.

When I came back from the kitchen, I suddenly felt the alien presence in the room again. Also I noticed that the lights had been turned out. One of the windows was open again.

It was dark, the curtains drawn shut, so they were moving a little. Something was out there. I looked back and in the far distance I could see the kitchen lights still glowing from the door.

When I reached across to turn on the lamp by the sofa, I felt a firm grip around my waist. It held me from behind and curled its fingers softly around my tummy, long fingers caressing slowly around my hips.

I froze, and felt myself being pulled back into the sofa. I tried to stay standing but my eyes were still blurry and it was hard for me to stand. I was being drawn backward, I was floating now. It felt like I had lost control of my body.

This was it, the TV screen was showing buildings being blown up, but the mute was on. So it was just silent destruction. Lights flashing. I was trying to say that this is an example of Hollywood violence that has no basis in fact, but instead I felt myself being lifted and laid out on the sofa, my hair was being smoothed back in the darkness, and kissed. I couldn’t sit up or move, this weight was pressing on me, someone or something was pressing me down into the cushions. I yielded and opened my mouth.

Lips were touching me, a wetness rising in my body. Warm breath. This was it! I was being abducted! I had waited my entire life for this moment. There was a pressure on my body, soft touches everywhere, and my heart racing, my body spinning in anticipation and fear. I couldn't breath.

I lay like this in the silence, waiting, yielding. I tried to say something, call my daddy, but my mouth was suddenly being filled with a long object. The tube! I could feel my mouth being opened, filled to the back of my throat and the cushions pressing me lower. I turned my head and wrapped my mouth around the tube. My eyes were wide, and then I just shut them tight. It was firm, but . . . not what I expected at all. Not plastic, it seemed recognizable. I thought I would be on glass.

The tube began to move, pressing deep into the back of my throat and then slide out right to the tip of my tongue, until it felt like it was leaving my mouth. No, don’t stop! I opened my mouth following it with my lips. I was sticking my tongue out to touch it.

"No! Don’t go," I said, “Again.”

And then relief and satisfaction, feeling the warm pressure back at my lips, filling me. I opened my mouth and felt it again sliding in to the back of my throat. I reached my hands up and felt this body, a soft warm body over my face. It was rocking into my mouth and I sucked and sucked feeling it rise and fall into my mouth. It felt just like . . .just like a cock. I was feeling it with my tongue as it slid in and out of my mouth, the ridges, the edge around the tip, like a cock head. I kept touching my tongue to it, licking, trying to feel its surface, the ridge at the tip.

Oh my God!

I tried once more to open my eyes and could just see outlines, blurry shapes, and then in a fleeting moment the face of my daddy. This is just like Contact, I thought! They appear in forms you can understand. I hadn’t thought of that.

He was pumping into me just then and I took him all the way in sucking hard, wrapping my lips firmly around his cock. It was so hard. I smiled when he took his cock out of my mouth.

“Is this alright?”

“Mmmmm.” Was all I said as I smiled up at him. I was being probed, it had begun.

I could barely talk, I just whispered out between my breaths, “I’ve always thought you would focus more down there,” and I glanced down between my legs.

He laughed, I closed my eyes as I watched him lower himself, floating over me, his face moving between my legs. I was in a frenzy, my limbs trembled. The touches all around me, warm. I could feel breathing on my skin.

And I next remembered a cold liquid pouring from my pussy upward, coming out of me in a thin line running up my abdomen and around my navel in a line toward my breasts. I started, looking down could see the black ooze!! My eyes got wide, I was frozen, petrified and I started to move away from the sofa, crawling up toward the arm.

So it was true, we are a virus for the birthing of aliens. It’s that way after all.

Then I heard, “Wait. Wait. It’s alright.”

I said, “It. It’s coming out of me. . .It.” My eyes were wide, terror looking up into the shadows of my daddy.

“No. No. It’s being poured ON you.” I hadn’t thought of that. They always made it look like it was coming out. Hollywood.

I settled down. He smoothed me back out, calming me. He was whispering, “Open your legs.”

I smiled, setting my head back on the pillow pulling my legs open, “Like this.”

“Hmmm. Hmmm.”

And he settled his head down between my legs and started licking the black liquid. I could feel my pussy lips opening, and he was lapping up to my navel, licking the dark line up to my nipples, kissing me so softly, over and over and over. I was melting into the cushions, turning my head from side to side. It felt so warm, so good. The warmth, the breath on my skin.

I could feel a tongue down between my legs again licking from my vagina up to my clitoris, and lips kissing and sucking on my clitoris, digging little ridges in me, turning the little hard nob this way and that, until I was squirming shivering, pushing his head down into me. I was on fire.

This was more wonderful than anything I could have ever dreamed. I was aroused beyond anything I had ever felt before. The pressure of his tongue was so steady, folding and pressing my labia, licking along the line of my pussy, pressing his soft tongue into my vagina, his large hands pulling me open, pulling me wide open.

I had one leg up on the side of the sofa, I felt fingers sliding into me, deep into me curling inside and stroking me pressing in and sliding deep inside and up to the opening back down inside.

I was holding my mouth open, tilting my head back, “Oh. Oh.. . Oh my God, it feels so good. Keep doing that. Keep . . . Don’t stop.”

I reached my hand back to the tray to my side, reaching for some reeses pieces and spilling a whole handful on myself, I could feel them rolling down my belly. I could hear daddy laugh as he went up and took a few pieces in his mouth and went back to eating me. Licking me softly in the darkness, I didn’t move, just my arms laying across my middle stroking his hair.

I was starting to push him into me harder, I wanted it rougher. I was pressing, rolling my hips against him. Mmmmm, I wanted to cum. I wanted it so badly, and I held him still, wildly bucking against this little tongue, feeling myself being fingered and stroked from inside, a rising passion. Hunger inside.

I began to feel it rising in me and I began to whimper out, “I’m cumming, oh my god, I’m cumming. So good.”

In the darkness I held myself to him, I felt like I was vibrating, my whole body shaking, his arms around my legs, and settling me in the cushions. Holding me there.

I was relaxing again. Dizzy. Lost as to where I was and what was happening. I felt completely dissolved. My skin was like a membrane. I was wet, moist, soft. I couldn’t move without waves of pleasure.

I felt him rise up from me, his shadow smiling at me, pure lust in my eyes. He was holding me up in his arms and pulling off my robe. He was lifting me around my shoulders, I was limp, my arms hanging back. I felt his body laying against me, curling around me. My body wrapped around him, feeling his touch against me.

He asked me, whispering in my ear, asking if I wanted to be fucked. Those words were so unexpected.

“Oh fuck yeah. Oh fuck yeah!” Fucked. And I felt his body rolling up on top of me, his hard cock falling between my legs. I held my thighs open for him, could feel the head of his cock touching the hairs of my puss, sliding pressing me open, falling between me, I was lifting my hips to him. Sensuality, arousal. Pure Desire. Kissing his cock with my cunt, he kept pressing and I was so wet so open, ready and he pressed right up inside. Right up inside. I had never thought of it as 'fucking.'

I asked, “Is it glass?”

He just said, “Yess.” A deep smile of satisfaction spreading across my face. His body sliding on me, taking his whole length inside.

I was holding my eyes open, everything blurry. I was crying now. It was as if I had been lifted from the planet, was floating weightless.

“Am I glowing.”

“Like a rose.”

I kept smiling. “It’s happening then.”

I was becoming one with the universe. The stars were flickering in the distance, somewhere the ship was hovering. I was floating in their embrace. Other than the glass table, it was exactly as I had imagined. Better, than any dream. I had waited so long.

He was rising and falling on me, it felt like a fluid. Like I was a fluid in a tube. Filled and emptied. Like a bellows. I was one then two, one then two. That feeling of becoming one, so exquisite, one with the universe, the aliens. I was abducted, yielding, open, filled completely.

The crystal warmth inside, I was glowing like a rose, and I could feel myself begin to cum in a tremendous shocking, ripping explosion. I came and came and came. It stood to reason, when you become one with the universe you’re going to cum.

He was pinning me to the cushion and then, I could feel myself being filled. The fluid was cumming into me. Touching me inside, that warmth. Contact!

I could hear it, slapping hard against me. It was gushing through me, and my cervix contracted hard, I could feel the tip of his cock touch deep inside of me. I was shaking and crying, and so was my daddy, thrusting so hard into me, his body was tense and he was calling out. “My baby. I Love you.”

I kept hearing about how he loved me. How sorry he was. That I would always be there, always be his. He would protect me. He understood.

So it was Love. It had to be about Love. And then he moved off of me. I was still laying on my back and staring at his cock laying limp against his leg. I could see a little better now, but it was such a blurr.

We were both naked. When did my robe disappear? I had been wearing it in the kitchen. It seemed to just vanish off of me. We were naked, our skin wrapped into the other.

I was looking at us, I had cum streaks down my leg, and my hair hung over my eyes. I pulled the hair back from my face. We were sticky.

And He was sitting there naked, curled over me. I turned my head to the TV screen, casting a blue glow in the room.

“Daddy.”

“Yes. Hon.”

“What about my anus. What about . . . My Anal Probe?

And out of the darkness, the silence, “Roll over.”

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I felt the soft fabric on my cheek. I had never known what this moment would actually feel like. It was pure anticipation.

He touched me so softly, and for such a long time. I was almost asleep. I felt his hands roaming over my back, up and down my legs, touching me sometimes down through my center between my legs, until shivers went up my spine. I was pressing my pussy into his hand when he touched me there. I was pressing against him wherever he touched me. My senses were still so raw, so hungry.

I waited.

I let him kiss my neck and then . . . he was lifting my hips up. I was tired, I kept my elbows down, trying to look back, my ass lifted into the air like a cat.

And I felt first a finger pressing up inside, up into my little rose. I arched my back could feel myself opening.

What I had been waiting for! The movement inside curled inside me, it felt as if something had crawled up inside my belly. I felt like I had to pee. My breathing was soft, I felt myself go limp. Completely limp, utter relaxation.

His finger was curling down, touching toward my vagina. I could feel the tip of his finger run along the length of my vagina.

I asked, “And this one, is it black.”

He just said, “Hmmmm.”

And I felt it touching against me, his cock. It was a cock. It was my daddys cock. It had to be. All slippery with my cum and with the K-9 jelly from my room which, I know it was that from the next day laying next to the ice cream. But I didn’t know it then. And he pressed, pressed hard.

I jumped. “Ow. It hurts kind of. You’ll have to, be more slow.”

He kept pressing and I felt myself opening, slowly opening, slowly opening, yielding my ass. My asshole, and then in a sudden burst his whole head went in POP, and I could feel myself clamp around the head of his cock.

He held like that for a while perfectly still, my ass held in the air. I could feel him continue to press, but not moving. He was moaning from behind, he was telling me how good it felt. I squeezed my ass and tipped my back again, rocking my hips against his cock. Lay my head sideways pressing into the cushions and licking my lips.

I looked back at him, we were both naked now. I was rising, being transported now. I was no longer on Earth, I was no longer an earthling. My DNA was traveling at the speed of light. This was the journey of my life, I could feel myself rising into the heavens, the blackness was all around me now. I closed my eyes, and felt feather light. His hands wrapped around my waist pumping into me, His cock stretching deep inside. It was filling every corner of my body. I could feel myself being filled from behind.

His hands reaching around and cupping my pussy, what felt like fingers pressing inside from the front. I could feel my clitoris being rubbed stroked, and every move filled me with pleasure. Every quiver, down or up, I could not stand how good it felt. My body was melting into pieces. It was just how I’d imagined it.

This cock sliding inside of me, faster and faster. My breath short gasps, my eyes half open. And the orgasm spreading out, I felt it in every organ of my body. It was hurting, the pleasure was beyond imagination.

The room went utterly white. My eyes closed and I was pressed downward. He was pounding in me now. The weight of my body returned. I could feel the gravity.

It felt like my senses were pressing together, pressing in on one another. Overlapping. In that instant I could taste colors, red yellow. My eyes closed tight I could smell the sounds around me, mingling together becoming one. My thoughts pressing in as well, words were gone, no thoughts. And I could feel the utter loss of separation, just this pressing in, becoming one. One! Pure pleasure. Crystal, Clear. Pure light.

White light. It's what it is. I can see it! I see it! All the colors together, light.

The light was just ahead.

I thought to myself, This is exactly what death feels like. . . and I was moving toward it . . .

. . .

That was the last thing I remembered.

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When I woke up I was blind.