Alien Girlfriend Goldie 2 (complete)

    It’s been quite a while since the meteors landed, long enough that people were starting to leave. Although there were still enough people around to stir up concern. All this time, I have kept Goldie in my home, trying to keep her safe and hidden from those trying to hunt her down.

    Of course, living with a giant rodent from outer space was weird, but Goldie wasn’t too bad. She’s clean and quiet, although she does have a tendency to demand waffles on a regular basis. It’s become the tradition for me at work to leave with a take-out bag full of them so I can feed her when I get home.

    I like having Goldie around, I like that we’re living together. I never thought that would be something I would admit to, but here we are. She’s become a good friend, and I’ve tried to be one for her, even though we are from such different places. Me, a small town earth girl, her, something of a royal space rodent.

    Goldie was considered special on her planet for her fertility, something I’ve not questioned too many details of, but it was important enough that she was sent running at the first sign of trouble. Her ship was knocked off course and joined the ranks of the meteor shower that crashed landed in what used to be Mr. Johnson’s barn.

    She had escaped the wreckage, safe but scared. She ran into the woods, hoping to hide there but was soon hunted down. Goldie found a way into my house and hid there until she got hungry. The rest is history.

    Goldie is quite curious, especially when it comes to human anatomy. After finding my dildo and delving into my thoughts a bit, she’s been even more curious. I hate to admit it, but it’s kind of alluring. Goldie is cute and sweet, and in a way, I find her attractive. It’s not something I would have expected, but that’s the way my world is now.

    Goldie has been flirting too, enjoying the way I get flustered and giggle uncontrollably. She has a way of knowing exactly the things I want to hear and using them to make me question myself. It’s not bad, just new.

    One morning as I’m getting ready in the morning, Goldie comes in, taking the hairbrush and brushing my hair as I apply my facial moisturizer.

    “Going to work?” Goldie asks softly, even though she knows my schedule.

    I glance back at her, smiling a bit. “Don’t worry, you’ll get your waffles like you always do. I get off early today too.”

    “I’m not worried about that,” she murmurs. She sets the brush down and combs her fingers through my hair. I feel her little sharp claws at the back of my neck, and it makes me shiver. I sigh softly as she starts to braid my hair.

    “Then what are you so worried about?” I ask.

    Goldies sighs softly and then murmurs something to herself.

    I look back at her. “No, no, what is it?”

    Goldie’s three golden eyes turn away and then I see a soft smile on her lips. I turn around, placing a soft kiss there. Her arms stretch out, extending from her soft body and she takes hold of my hands.

    Every so often we’ve shared a kiss like this. It’s nice, and it feels good, nothing weird or awkward at all. I like it, and Goldie likes it.

    Goldie tilts her head, breaking the kiss. “I’ve been wanting to ask this for a long time, but I didn’t want to overstep my bounds,” she murmurs.

    “What is it?” I chuckle.

    “When you get home,” she starts hesitantly, “I was wondering if we could-” Whenever she isn’t good with words, her feelings come across. In that moment, I feel warm and liquid inside. I feel it all pool in my loins, and the ache is both good and demanding of attention.

    I swallow back the lump in my throat and giggle softly. “Oh,” I whisper. “Goldie,” I look up at her. “You want the two of us too-” I waggle my finger back and forth between us. “You want to have sex?”

    Goldie turns her head away and ducks her chin down. “I want to get closer to you,” she grumbles.

    I stand on my tiptoes and kiss her cheek. “I don’t know how I’m supposed to work now,” I giggle.

    Goldie’s eyes widen, and she turns to look at me. “Really?”

    I nod as my cheeks burn. “I don’t know how it will work between us and well-” I pinch my thighs together. “You’ve got me all hot and bothered now too.”

    Goldie giggles and kisses my cheek then turns my head and kisses me. I put my arms around her, feeling the heat grow. I force myself away and push Goldie to arms length.

    “Down girl,” I pant.

    Goldie fidgets, “sorry. Ok,” she nods. “When you get home?”

    I nod. “We can go slow, see where it takes us,” I agree.

    I finish getting ready and tell Goldie goodbye. On my drive to work, I’m a bit uncomfortable. Goldie turned me on in a way I haven’t been in a long time. No guy I ever dated did that. Maybe I’m only ever really excited by monster girls? That certainly would explain my fascination with kaiju and the like.

    I get to work, which thankfully isn’t the hectic mess it had been for the last few months. The days have become predictable again, and we’re all able to get our heads above water. Today was surprisingly slow, and we were all able to lounge around be a bit lazy.

    Unfortunately, for me, it meant I was able to allow my mind to wander. I thought about Goldie and how excited I was to see her when I got home. I wondered how we could even make it work. Did our parts match up? I mean, she did tell me once before that feminine was different on her planet compared to earth. She could have something I’ve never seen before. She felt arousal and sexual need, that was obvious. The way she showed it to me was powerful and demanding. She had been waiting on this moment for a very long time.

    I wanted to share this with her, I wanted to get closer to her. Also, since she had started living with me, I had stopped masturbating so I was a bit backed up myself. I guess Goldie and I were in the same boat.

    As my shift was winding to a close, I was going to the back to fetch the broom so I could sweep and clean the tables before I left. As I was going into the back of the deep closet, which went as deep as the freezer right beside it, I heard something. There was a grinding of the vents and a squeaking.

    It was dim in the closet, the only light was right next to the door, poor design flaw but it was the perfect place to sneak naps when no one was paying attention. I go back to hunting for the broom when I hear the vent clatter and open up. It clamors to the ground, and I jump in fear. I then watch as a black form pours out from the vent, slipping down to the ground and then rising up before me.

    “Not again, ”I groan to myself.

    Three golden eyes then open and I huff. 

    “Goldie!” I snap at her.

    “Shh,” she whispers.

    I stomp my food. “What are you doing here? Why did you leave the house? It’s still dangerous! What if someone saw you?”

    “There was someone sniffing around the house,” she tells me. “I got scared and panicked. I followed your scent here.”

    I sigh and go to her, taking her hand. “Who was it?”

    “I don’t know,” she shakes her head and squeezes my hand.

    I huff and pull her down into my arms. “It’s ok. We’ll figure something out.”

    She holds me tight, squeezing gently. I then gasp when I feel her teeth on my neck, biting me and then she moans softly. I push her back and glare up at her.

    “Someone is sniffing around the house?” I snap.

    “Sorry!” She gasps. “There was someone, I was telling the truth about that!” She says. “But I touch you, and I just...it fills me up.”

    I cup my neck where she bit me. “Well then, don’t touch me,” I counter.

    Goldie chuckles. “You have no idea how hard that would be.”

    The closet door opens, and I grab Goldie’s hand, pulling her back into the darkest part of the closet. I press my back against her, watching as someone steps into the closet, grabs the broom, and then leaves.

    “Oh crap, it was up there!” I huff. I try to move, but Goldie holds me back. Her hands touch me, going under my shirt and against my bare skin.

    I grunt and try to struggle, but it was half-assed. “Goldie,” I grumble.

    Her hands grasp my breast, kneading them through my bra. She moans softly, dipping down so I can hear her deep breathing right against my ear. One hand strokes down, going over my belly and slipping under the waistline of my pants. She cups my mound, kneading it as her fingers push against my panties, finding the outline of my slit.

    “Not here,” I argue weakly as she touches me. “Goldie, oh god,” I pant, feeling excited by the situation. 

    “It’s so hot,” she gasps. “It’s getting wet.”

    I fuss and press against her chest. “I’ve been wet all day because of you!” I huff.

    “I won’t apologize for that,” she moans. She pulls her hand out and pushes down my pants and underwear, so they’re around my knees. Her hand pushes between my thighs, finding a dripping mess waiting for her.

    “Oh fuck,” she moans heatedly. Her fingers stir up the slippery mess, pressing between my folds and finding the source of all the honey. “It’s better than I hoped.”

    “Goldie,” I whine in protest as her fingers slip up inside me.

    “Don’t make me stop,” she moans. “I want to keep this feeling.”

    I bite my knuckles as she stirs me up, making me even wetter than I was before. “I don’t want to stop.” I step out of my pants and lean back into Goldie, spreading my thighs as she leans over my shoulder. She watches as she opens me up, fitting her fingers inside snuggly.

    “It’ll work,” Goldie pants.

    “What will?” I moan.

    Goldie spreads her legs, and I see a small mound there. It starts to open into pink, spreading out as something grows from within. The tip of it is flat and round, it gets thicker the way down and glows from within. It shimmers like her fur, going from black and more purple-pink at the base.

    I shiver as I see it, so this is what different means.

    “It’ll fit,” Goldie pants.

    I swallow. “What is ‘it’ exactly.”

    Goldie moves me, laying me over a stack of buckets and tarps. “It’s what makes me special,” she moans. “Fertile.” lifts my hips and spreads my legs. “An ovipositor.”

    “Oh shit,” I whisper as I feel the tip of it at my folds. It slowly pushes inside me, stretching me. Goldie moans loudly as she goes deeper. I gasp and shudder, the length was one thing, but the thickness has my brain go to static. It stretches me, and god does it feel good.

    Goldie trembles and she catches her breath. “You ok?” She asks me.

    I grunt in reply, reaching between my legs to rub my clit.

    “Good,” Goldie moans. She starts to move, pulling herself out and then inching deeper. Her ovipositor wriggles, moving on its own. It twitches inside and rubs against the sensitive spots inside me, making my legs even weaker, and my mind fall into an even deeper state of decay.

    I gasp and shudder, squeezing around her, wanting more. 

    The door opens again, and someone walks into the closet. I cup my hand over my mouth, thinking Goldie will stop moving. She doesn’t. In fact, she only starts to move harder and faster. I bite my lip, trying to keep my voice down as the person in the closet is searching for something. I pray they don’t see us in the back, I pray the darkness is thick enough to hide us.

    Goldie moves inside me, filling me to the brim and going deeper. I feel her in my belly, I can feel the bulge of her too. I struggle to keep myself quiet, but I let out a loud gasp. The person in the closet turns, looking towards us.

    “Someone there?” They ask.

    I squeeze tight around Goldie, hoping she will stop. Luckily, at the moment, the person turns around, hearing someone outside and they leave, closing the door behind them.

    Goldie starts to laugh, and I moan out loud.

    “That’s not funny!” I whine, rubbing at my clit again.

    “You liked it,” Goldie purrs. “You kept getting hotter, and hotter,” she moans. “I was able to go deeper because of it.”

    “Goldie,” I whine. “Oh god,” I feel her inside me squirming around. “It feels so good.”

    “I know,” she claws her fingers down my back then squeezes my rear. “You feel good too. I never want to stop.”

    I grunt and moan, thrusting myself back against her, wanting to feel more. I touch my stomach, feeling her bulging there. I have had my share of dick and dildos, and I have to say, aliens do it better.

    “Abby,” Goldie moans.

    I can feel her, or at least, what she’s close to. I’m near it myself. I thrust back on her, taking more of her inside me. I want to hurry it on while also savoring how good it is to have her. I look down, seeing she’s glowing inside me.

    “Oh god,” I moan.

    Goldie bends over top of me, rutting deep inside me. I lose my mind for a moment. My eyes rolls to the back of my head and all I feel is the carnal animal heat of the moment. It erupts, literally and metaphorically. My orgasm is overwhelming, by far the best of my life. It floods me, drowns me, and makes me new. The arches of my feet ache it’s so good.

    Goldie erupts, flooding me and stuffing me full. Her load keeps coming, even after I have gone limp and am basking in the afterglow. She ruts and struggles, crying out in pleasure as she cums, and cums. It spills down my thighs and legs, she drenches the floor. No wonder she was considered special. So much is spilling I’m a bit relieved we didn’t do it in my house.

    She snarls and pants, eventually pulling out. More of her cum spills from her ovipositor, and she shudders and falls on top of me. We lay like that for a while until she gets up.

    “You ok?” She whispers.

    I struggle to sit up and roll over. “Oh boy,” I sigh. “I don’t know,” I giggle. I touch my belly and feel that it’s a bit pooched.

    “Don’t worry,” Goldie coos. “I’m not in heat right now, so the seed isn’t fertile.”

    “Ah-” I sigh. I sit up and reach for her, kissing her softly. “That was...an experience,” I giggle. “Although, how do we clean up this mess?”

    “Will anyone notice?” She quips.

    I chuckle. “I guess not.”

    Goldie hands me my clothes and helps me get dressed. “Are you going to be able to sneak out of her?” I ask.

    “I snuck in, I should be able to sneak out,” Goldie replies. “Is your car unlocked?”

    “Are you gonna hop into it?” I kick on my jeans, and as I do, I feel a glob of Goldie plop into my panties.

    “I’ll try to,” Goldie says. She then jumps back into the vent she came from, basically turning to liquid as she did.

    I made a quick escape from the closet and clock out. I feel more of Goldie seeping from me, and it was only a matter of time before it became visible. I go out and get into my car and see Goldie hiding in the backseat.

    “I could barely walk,” I tell her as we drive away.

    “Sorry,” she pops her head up. “Need me to take care of you when we get home?”

    I giggle and bite my lip. “Can you go again so soon? It felt like you came for an hour!”

    “I did,” she purrs. “And my stamina is infinite. I could have gone again even while I was still cumming.”

    I swallow down the lump in my throat. “No wonder they sent you off planet. You sound like you could be a danger.”

    Goldie chuckles. “I told you, we’re peaceful. We just happen to be built for fucking and breeding.” She licks the back of my neck and moans softly.

    “I’m in trouble,” I pants softly.

    Once we get home, I see a package at the door. As Goldie sneaks from the car to the house, I study the package. I then laugh. I understand why Goldie was scared after all people are still hunting her. Only thing is, I never told her about the mailman. I take the package inside, and Goldie has already slipping into the bathroom.

    “All I well Goldie,” I tell her as I open the package. “It was just the mailman delivering a package.”

    “Oh,” Goldie gasps. “So, no danger?”

    “None except your libido,” I say as I pull out the special maple syrup I had ordered for her. “It was a gift for you anyways.”

    Goldie then gasps. “Oh no!”

    “What?” I stare up at her.

    “You didn’t get the waffles before we left!” Goldie whimpers.

    I sigh and shake my head. “Really?”