Oral Fixation Ch. 01

It was mid week in late summer and Jennifer was busying herself in her room, organizing her school work into her backpack. Jennifer and her family lived on an expansive farm nestled in the Midwest. She was the only child of Dana and Jake Peters, farmers of relatively lucrative means but still living in the house that Jennifer's grandfather had built. Jennifer loved the old house and her second floor bedroom as it overlooked the fields of corn and their large pull barn that depending on the season was used for machinery and crop storage. Their plot of land was several hundred acres and took up a large expanse on either side of their dirt road. Their closest neighbor, Floyd, lived several miles down the road. This night, like many before, was a full moon and not a cloud in the sky. Jennifer always found the view picturesque and would often stare out her window into the still warm night.

Jennifer also enjoyed working on their farm and flirting with the local boys had always been one of her few sources of recreation. It wasn't difficult as this eighteen year old high school senior was finding out. Standing at 5'7" she had long smooth legs, tanned and toned from her many days out in the sun working on the farm. She would often compliment them by wearing one of her many pairs of short and tight jean shorts that barely covered her ass. Her father had disapproved of her recent wardrobe choices but Jennifer insisted on wearing them, telling her father that it covered more than a bikini and that she didn't want tan lines. Over the summer her father gave up the fight, figuring that the farm would be protection enough for his daughter, although the tight tops she had always worn were now supporting a pair of C cup breasts that looked even larger when contrasted against her smooth fit tanned stomach. Had Mr. Peters known how tan her stomach was he might have had other questions for Jennifer because she never laid out tanning. Truth was, when given the chance, Jennifer would neatly fold up her top tightly underneath her breasts when she was alone out in the fields, enjoying the heat of the sun against her body. Jennifer would alternate keeping her gorgeously long brown hair in pony or pigtails depending on the heat and could easily leave loose curls in it for more formal occasions outside of the farm work.

It had seemed that the little farming town they were a part of had taken notice of Jennifer blossoming into a curvy young woman as the traffic along their dirt road always seem to be a little heavier when Jennifer was out front working. Men both young and old would drive by in their trackers or trucks and drink in long looks at Jennifer as she moved around in her barely there jean shorts and trim form fitting top. Jennifer would rarely mind and for some of the cuter ones she would put on a bit of a show whether it was bending over farther than necessary to look at some farm equipment or pretend not to notice them as she peeled her top off over her head, exposing her now full breasts and often lacy bra. The last of those actions had resulted in near accidents out in front of her house as drivers swerved in distraction. The one notable exception to this fun was their neighbor Floyd, who Jennifer found to be a bit creepy and perverse as he seemed to take extra measures to drive by extremely slow when she was out front, looking across and out of his truck at her. Definitely not one of the cuter ones, Floyd, was middle aged with thinning hair, an even thinner frame and few teeth. His partially toothless grin had always struck Jennifer as creepy and her father had always told her that she needed to be careful around him, often calling him a leach on society. Floyd lived on his unemployment and disability checks although, we were never sure of what disability. But Jennifer learned to ignore Floyd and his rusted out beater of a truck and concentrate on more appealing characters her age.

Jennifer now found herself as one of the most popular girls at school that every boy seemingly wanted to get with. A fact that was all too commonly known by her father, whom grew very protective of her when she ventured off of the farm. Until recently, Jennifer had never brought dates home as her father was a very intimidating man, with a large built frame and an unseemly collection of shotguns. As a result Jennifer remained relatively sheltered when it came to boys, but her recent admission and acceptance to a large college was sure to change all of that. Since her future in college was all but assured she was not as diligent with her studies and her routine teasing she enjoyed on the farm was now spilling over into the classroom.

On three occasions she had been sent home for a change of clothes as her outfit was deemed to violate the school's dress code. Two of the times for her short jean shorts that would not only show off her fit legs but also her snug fitting thongs as they would peak out at the small of her back. The other issue arose when she wore a low cut top, as Jennifer now flirted with the policy of acceptable amounts of cleavage. The top was not inappropriate in a trashy sense but because of her large, soft breasts it was proving to be quite a distraction to others. Informed of this and with the threat of her father finding out, she then tried to flirt with the rules but never break them, as a girl of her figure didn't need to come close to violating the dress code to be bombshell.

Between her chores and farm work she had gone through the motions with her school work this evening and decided to call it a night. It was nearly eleven and Jennifer was exhausted. Stripping off of her clothes slowly in front of the mirror she ran her hands over her curves playfully one last time before turning her lights off and slipping into her made bed. Shortly after Jennifer had turned in for the night a sky blue light pierced through her windowpane and on to the far wall of her room. She looked at it curiously, it was no more than two inches in diameter and almost looked like it had the focus of a laser beam, illuminating its path through the air. Slowly Jennifer crawled across her bed to get a view of where the light was coming from. Peaking out it appeared the light was coming from their pull barn itself.

She immediately thought it was a snoopy neighbor boy coming to watch her undress for the night, how rude she thought, and if he keeps it up like this her father is going to kill him. Not wanting to escalate the issue that far as she was almost certain that her father would think that she was partially to blame, Jennifer decided to handle this issue herself. Jennifer quietly slipped on a pair of her jeans shorts, thong, bra and a tight fitting top, before sneaking downstairs and slipping on a pair of her cute low cut boots. Making her way to the pull barn she noticed that the beam of focused light had extinguished and the night was eerily quiet with only a slight breeze making its way across the field. She crouched down, sneaking her way to the door of the pull barn only to find that the lock was still in place. That was funny she thought as she distinctly remember the light coming from the barn. With a shrug she began to turn back when she noticed the light again, this time cutting through the air behind the barn where it came to rest on the barn's far side. Jennifer walked around the corner and saw the beam make its way through the corn stalks to the pull barn. Tracing it back she was now sure that someone was messing with her. She made her way through the corn towards the source of the light, trying to be as quiet as possible.

After a good deal of walking, Jennifer stumbled out into a circular clearing, somewhat confused she realized someone must have destroyed some of her father's crop. She traced the edges of this crop circle in disgust and was about to turn back again to get her father when she noticed that the light was now focused directly on her stomach, before she could look up again she felt her legs swept out from under her and her scream muffled. Everything went black.

Jennifer came to again surrounded by white lights. Still in a daze she tried to get a bearing of her surroundings. She was in a featureless oval room with white lights along the edges of the ceiling. It reminded her of a clean room at a hospital. She found herself laid out on a table, hands at her side, legs slightly apart. Jennifer rose and kicked her legs off of the side of the table, bewildered at what had just happened and where she was. She heard a small click seemingly within one of the walls when she moved, but looking around there did not seem to be a way out, let alone a way in. Just as her foot was about to hit the floor she felt something slimy wrap around her waist. She let out a short shriek in surprised as she was forced back onto the table. She looked in horror at the slimy black tentacle that was holding the top of her thighs to the table. The tentacle had emerged from the floor and was now submerging itself back at the opposite side of the table. The tentacle was steely black, dripping with slime and a few inches in diameter. Jennifer in a panic struggled against it, trying to wiggle her legs free. Jennifer had been abducted by aliens. Jennifer struggled and cursed but could not move her legs free from its grasp. Two more tentacles emerged from the floor, sliming their way up and down Jennifer's boots almost with a level of curiosity.

"Please don't hurt me, please," Jennifer begged as the tentacles slowly coiled around each of her boots.

Half expecting the tentacles to wrench violently with her legs, the tentacles slowly slipped off each of her boots and set them gently on the floor. Jennifer was near tears and continued to struggle helplessly against her oppressor. The boots were absorbed into the floor as the two tentacles made their way up each of Jennifer's legs. Jennifer began to kick and push violently against the tentacle in her lap. The two tentacles quickly grabbed a hold of her legs and forced them to the table, tightening around her ankles. Two more tentacles emerged from the floor and wrapped tightly around her wrists. Nearly fully constrained, Jennifer banged the back of her head against the table in frustration. All she could do now was move her neck and upper body slightly.

Looking up she saw yet another tentacle, this one emerging from the ceiling. It slowly snaked its way down to her waist and to the bottom of her tight top. After some slight hesitation the tentacle began to make its way up underneath Jennifer's shirt. Jennifer let out a short scream as she felt the warm dark tentacles slowly make its way towards her breasts. She felt the tentacle slowly push its ways between her tightly constrained breasts. She felt its slime drip across her cleavage as it pushed deeper between them. The tentacle slowly emerged from the neck of her top as Jennifer moved her head to the side in horror. The tentacle coiled in over the edge of her shirt fabric and began to pull down firmly. Jennifer looked down again at the tentacle as she felt the threads of her top stretching against her shoulders. The neck of her top stretched, exposing her slightly slimed cleavage. Pain began to build up around Jennifer's neck as she realized the top would not hold for much longer.

"Ow, that really hurts, please stop, please stop, please..."

Suddenly her top gave way, ripping completely in half between her breasts. Gasping, Jennifer's breasts sprang loose and were now only concealed by her white lace bra. Jennifer struggled again as the tentacles began to explore her breasts with greater attention and sliming over the front clasp between her breasts. The tentacle found its way in and quickly released the clasp to her bra. The tentacles then worked quickly to wrench the bra completely off of Jennifer's now exhausted body, where it met its fate as it was absorbed along with her torn top, into the floor.

Completely topless Jennifer continued to breathe heavily from all of the exertion before snapping back to reality as she felt the two tentacles around her ankles spread her legs farther apart. The tentacle that had been pinning her thighs now found itself comfortably around the top of her waist. Jennifer renewed her struggle briefly before accepting whatever was in store for her. Two tentacles emerged from the ceiling and slowly made their way up each of Jennifer's legs. Jennifer watched as each struggled to make its way up the legs of her tight jean shorts. Almost reluctantly they returned to the ceiling only to be replaced by two smaller tentacles that quickly pushed their way up each of the shorts legs against her inner thighs. Jennifer bit her lip as she felt the sensation of warm slime from the dark tentacles coat her legs as they made their way up each bend of her crotch. The two tentacles then emerged from the waist of her jean shorts and slowly undid the button and fly to them. Bringing the zipper down slowly.

The two tentacles began to pull down on her shorts again and again but they would not budge. For once Jennifer's short jean shorts seemed to be getting her out of trouble rather than into it, as the tentacles continued to struggle against getting the shorts off over her ass. The two smaller tentacles made their way back into the ceiling and were replaced with the larger set. One of the large thick black tentacles slid directly down the front of Jennifer's tight jean shorts. The tentacle slimed the entire front of her hot pink thong as it passed by, causing Jennifer to let out a surprised moan. She felt the tentacle push forcefully upwards and emerge from the back of her shorts between her ass cheeks. The tentacle curled around the jean material and began to tug at Jennifer's shorts. This time the shorts slid easily down to her thighs exposing her hot pink thong. The tentacles worked together to completely remove the pesky jean shorts from her body.

Laying back on the table she figured it was only a matter of time before the thong was removed as well and before that thought was finished she could feel black tentacles from all sides tugging and moving across her tight thong. A quick shot of pain caused Jennifer to jump slightly against her restraining tentacles as the thong was snapped from her hip. The broken material was slowly peeled from her body and was absorbed into the floor. Now completely naked the sexual exploits on her young body began.

Still completely restrained Jennifer began to feel the table tilt towards her head and come to a stop. She felt the very edge of the table prop her head up so was looking directly between her exposed breasts. From this position she was unable to move. Two tentacles lowered themselves from the ceiling and slowly pushed her soft breasts together. Biting her lip again she watched as another tentacle dropped from the ceiling, aiming between her breasts. This tentacle was large and slimy, pushing its way roughly through Jennifer's cleavage. Jennifer felt the tentacle push slowly up towards her face, warming her chest with its slime. When the tentacle emerged from her cleavage it was pointing directly at her face. In shock she realized that it's head looked like that of a cock. The tentacle once again submerged itself in Jennifer's pillowy cleavage only to emerge moments later. Jennifer was being tit fucked.

The tentacle squished and squeezed its way up and down between her large breasts, slime now pouring down her chest, around her neck and off her shoulders. Jennifer moaned slightly again at the sensation, she fought the urges but the tentacles warmth and slime felt good against her soft breasts. The tentacle pistoned between her breasts quickly, making itself more rigid. The tentacle alternated between fast and slow, almost enjoying the slimy mess that it was making of her chest. Only inches from her face she wondered if the tentacle was going to cum, if not she just might as she felt her body get uncontrollably wet. Moments later the tentacle shot forward pushing Jennifer's mouth open quickly and stuffing itself inside. Wide eyed, Jennifer felt the tentacle quiver and begin to spray fluid into her mouth. With little other option, Jennifer swallowed it. Then found herself having to swallow again, again and again. Jennifer's eyes now watered as the fluid continued to pump down her throat faster and faster. No longer able to keep up with the amount of fluid it began to drip from the corners of her mouth, then pour from her entire bottom lip. She swallowed again and again. Gagging slightly as the fluid backed up she found it dripping out of her nose, she continued to swallow. Finally the tentacle slowly removed itself from Jennifer's filled mouth as she swallowed three more times before she could breathe again. Gasping for air she felt her body shudder and convulse.

The fluid was the most delicious taste she had ever experienced, not just for cum, but ever. It was like a sweet mix of sugar, milk and honey. Shocked, Jennifer's mind was racing. What was next? Is this ever going to end? Another cock like tentacle emerged from the ceiling, replacing the thick limp tentacle that had just had its way with her breasts and mouth. This tentacle was smaller in diameter, more cock like, with the minor exception that it was now several feet long. The tentacles at her ankles brought them up to her waist, bending her knees and spreading her legs. The new tentacle slowly entered Jennifer's already wet pussy.

Jennifer let out a moan as she felt the slimy black member enter her tight pussy. It wasn't overpoweringly big or painfully but slowly, almost gently began to push in and out of her tight slit, mixing its slime with her juices. The slow fucking caused Jennifer's legs to shake uncontrollably against her black tentacle restraints.

She wanted it all to stop but she couldn't find the words as she watched this tentacle slowly build up a rhythm inside of her, massaging every inch of her tight pussy. She was just able to see the tentacle penetrate her over and over, as she peaked over her still firmly pressed together breasts. She had been fucked before but nothing like this, nothing that felt this good, nothing that pulsed in her this deep. She felt an orgasm building and panicked slightly not because she was getting off but because she was afraid it would stop. Jennifer felt herself tighten up and milk the tentacle for all she was worth. It felt like electricity running through her legs as she jolted and rocked from her orgasm. Whimpering like a puppy against her bitten lip Jennifer's body quivered. The tentacle continued unabated and the pounding continued. Jennifer felt another orgasm building quickly as she now found her knees forced closer to her shoulders. The thumping of her pussy continued until she felt herself cum yet again, cumming against the sides of the steely black member as more fluid pumped out of her with the rest of her inhibitions.

Shortly after, she felt the tentacle stiffen inside her and slowly remove itself. The rigid member slid up Jennifer's quivering, exhausted body, squeezing itself between her breasts and popping out directly in front of Jennifer's face. The tentacle shot quickly into her mouth and began to pump its fluid. The fluid came in long oozing ropes, gushing again and again. Jennifer closed her eyes tight and concentrated on swallowing. She swallowed again and again, letting the fluid fill her cheeks before gulping more and more of it down. The tentacle would bulge slightly where the fluid was coming out in ropes, as Jennifer looked up at the length of the tentacle she could see the entire length of it filled with large knots of cum. One after another they worked their way to the end where they would release into Jennifer's mouth. The convulsions from sex began to subside but she still found herself swallowing more and more of the gooey fluid. Gulp, gulp, gulp, Jennifer slowly made her way through the last of it, her typically toned stomach was now showing signs to the contrary.