My Husband's Been Replaced By An Alien

I was woken up from a sound sleep with a violent storm taking place outside. The lightning was so bright and the thunder so loud I felt as if the storm was right above our house. I was now wide awake but fortunately my husband of five years, lying next to me, was still asleep. I looked down at this beautiful face. He looked so peaceful and serene. I was thankful he wasn’t disturbed by the storm.

I put my head back down and tried to fall asleep again when I heard another bang. This time it didn’t sound like thunder. It was more like something hitting our house. Kent sat up and said “What was that?”

“I have no idea.” I told my husband. Then we heard a second bang. Not as intense as the first one but definitely right outside our house. Before I knew it, Kent jump out of bed and started to leave our bedroom.

“Where are you going?” I asked.

“I’m going to check it out. I’ll be right back.”

“Wait, let me go with you.”

“No, you stay”, was Kent’s reply. “Don’t move, I’ll be right back.”

Against my better judgement I listened to Kent and stayed in bed. He attempted to turn the lights on but there was no power. I could hear his bare feet descending the stairs. He was wearing only a pair of briefs and nothing else. I, on the other hand was completely nude. I love sleeping naked and spooning with my husband. I love pressing my cock against his hot ass as we drift off to sleep. Many times I’ll wake up with a morning hard on with my cock pushed up against Kent’s ass. If I’m in the right mood and we have time, I’ll reach under the covers and lower Kent’s briefs below his ass cheeks. Then with the bottle of lube we always keep on the nightstand I’ll slick up my dick, insert a lubed covered finger or two into his waiting hole and line up my cock head with his juicy hole. While I hold Kent in my strong arms, my cock begins its decent deep into his hole. I love this slow, tender love making and Kent says it’s his favorite way of waking up. He loves my thick cock in his hole.

I realize it had been a few minutes and Kent hadn’t returned. Concerned, I get out of bed to go look for him. Just then, I hear his bare feet climbing the stairs so I get back into bed. Kent enters our bedroom and I notice he is no longer wearing his briefs. He is completely naked. Not only that, he has a full erection. His cock is sticking straight out. What seemed weird was his cock appeared bigger and plumper than normal. Was it my imagination?

“What’s going on? What happened?” I asked.

“Nothing. Everything is fine.” Kent sounded a bit monotone but I chalked it up to him being tired. “Go back to sleep.”

“What happened to your underwear?”

“I lost them”, was his reply.

What? I thought. Was that supposed to be funny? How could he lose his underwear? The storm was quieting down and I was tired so I didn’t give it any more thought. Kent slipped into bed and I tried to go back to sleep.

It wasn’t long before I began to feel his hands roam over my body. He started with my hand, pressing my palm and feeling each finger. Then he moved up to my wrist, forearm, bicep and shoulder. He then traced my collarbone with his finger and probed around my Adams apple. It was as if he was touching my body for the first time. He was exploring my body and discovering it.

His hand moved down to my chest. He squeezed and caressed my pecs and ran his fingers through my chest hair. Being relatively smooth, Kent had always been fascinated by my hairy chest. He loved playing with it. This time however it was almost like he was studying it. When he got to my nipple he gave it a big tweak. Ouch, that kind of hurt.

Leaning against my body, I could feel his hard, erect cock nudging against my leg.

“Boy, you’re feeling frisky”, I said. “It’s 3:30 in the morning. Don’t you need some sleep?”

Kent continued down my body, poking and exploring my stomach and bellybutton before reaching my crotch.  My cock was semi-hard when Kent’s hand first grabbed hold of it. After a few strokes it grew to its full 7 inches. Okay, I guess we’re going to do this, I thought. Kent was acting a bit strange and out of character but I was turned on enough now to have some hot fuck action.

With my hand on his shoulder I pushed Kent onto his back and quickly straddled his torso.  This is our usual sex position. Kent tends to be more passive when it comes to sex and I like to be on top and take charge. I started kissing Kent hard on the lips while grinding my hard cock into him.  My cock drilled down between his legs. The friction between his thighs and his balls rubbing against my throbbing cock was driving me wild. I knew it would only be a matter of time before my cock finds it way into Kent’s warm, tight hole. Kent’s equally hard cock was pressed against my stomach. I knew I would need to satisfy that beast before fucking my husband’s hole.

Just as I was beginning to work my way down his body in order to engulf and suck his hot dick, Kent flipped the script on me.  He wrapped his legs around mine, put his hands on my shoulders and turned our bodies in unison to the right. I was now on the bottom and Kent was on top of me. He grabbed my wrists and pinned them down over my head. He began kissing me wildly and it was his hard cock grinding into my body instead of my dick grinding into him.

Kent’s tongue forced its way into my mouth and played with my tongue. It was hot and I was enjoying it but this is not how my husband usually behaves. Something has gotten into him, that’s for sure.

After some time he brought my hands back down to my side. He moved his body up until he was straddling my chest. With his legs pinned to my side now I couldn’t really move. Was it my imagination or was Kent much stronger than he usually is.

Leaning forward, Kent’s hard cock was now just inches from my face. As it came closer and closer I instinctively and obediently opened my mouth as his cock slid down my tongue. Between dating and marriage I was quite familiar with Kent’s cock. However, this night his cock appeared bigger, and plumper. It seemed more powerful. All I could do is suck it and make love to it. I wrapped my lips around his shaft and my tongue around his cock head. I was loving it and so was Kent. He kept feeding me more and more of hot cock until I had swallowed all of his six inches and my nose was buried in his pubes.

From the moans emanating from Kent’s throat I could tell he was enjoying his cock sucking. I enjoyed it too as he moved his cock up and down, my tongue swirled around his shaft and cock head. I couldn’t move my hands, they were still pinned to my side by Kent’ legs, but if I could I would be playing with his hole right now. My fingers would be probing and exploring Kent’s insides, getting him ready for when I would fuck him with all the desire and passion I could muster. Fucking my husband was one of my favorite things to do. And he loved it too. We would feel the most connected with each other when my cock was buried deep inside him while his cock leaked pre-cum all over me.

Not tonight though. Kent had different plans for us. He was the one in charge while I was the one who received his cock in any manner he choose. What got into him? Why was he acting so different? I didn’t understand.

After a long time of sucking Kent’s cock, he slowly withdrew it from my mouth. He then repositioned his body so he was fully on top of mine again. We kissed as his legs went between mine. Once I felt his legs spread my legs apart I knew he was planning on fucking me. How strange. Kent rarely fucks me. Usually when we do I’m still on top, straddling him and taking him for a ride.  I wasn’t used to my husband taking charge like this.

Once my legs were spread apart Kent put his hands under my knees and lifted them in the air. My hole was now exposed. He draped each leg over his shoulders and leaned down on me. This lifted my ass up and exposed my hole even more. Kent’s hard dick was dancing around my hole. I was in the most vulnerable position and I knew I was in for a proper fucking. I tried to relax as much as possible. Since I hadn’t been fucked in a long time I knew I would be tight and his cock might cause some pain. 

Kent lined his cock head against my ass hole and began pushing it in. There was definitely some discomfort but once his cock head got passed my ass ring all discomfort vanished. Kent went slow as his cock descended, inch by inch deep into my hole. Remaining strong eye contact with Kent kept me focused and calm.

Feeling Kent’s balls slap against my taint, I knew his cock was all the way inside me now. This somehow made me feel proud. I was proud of Kent for giving me his whole cock and I was proud of myself for taking it.

Now that my hole was accustomed to being invaded my Kent’s cock, he started fucking me with full force. With each thrust he would slam his cock into me again and again. He was a maniac, going so fast and so hard. We were moving, almost bucking in unison. This was the most intense, passionate fuck I’ve ever experience. Either giving or receiving. I was working up quite a sweat during our fuck but I noticed that Kent was not sweating at all and he usually sweats a lot.

In my state of euphoria and ecstasy I lost track of time and how long we were fucking. Knowing my husband as I do, I knew when he was ready to explode his seed. A few more hard thrusts, then Kent let out a primal scream and shot his sweet cream inside me.

I was exhausted from our love making. Once Kent shot his load he collapsed on top of me. My body instantly relaxed and my own cock released shot after shot of cum as our jubilant act of love making was complete.

I must have promptly fallen asleep because I don’t remember anything until I woke up the next morning. The sun was shining, filling our bedroom with glorious light. The storm had passed What I difference from last night’s thunder and lightning. I was feeling a bit groggy as the events from the night began to replay in my mind. I look down to see dried cum on my stomach and in my pubes. My husband is laying with his back toward my, his beautiful naked body glowing in the sunlight.

I get out of bed and walk around to Kent’s side as he begins to stir awake.

“Good morning. How are you feeling?” I ask my husband.

“I feel awful. I have a splitting headache. Like the worst hangover in history. What happened last night?”

“Don’t you remember?” I asked.

“All I remember is going down stairs to check out some noise, then nothing until now.”

“Do you remember fucking me?”

“What? I did?” Kent proclaimed.

“You did. You fucked me like a madman. You were like an animal. You were all lust and passion.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize. It was nice. It was great. Probably the best sex we’ve had in a long time.”

I turn around and bend over a bit to show him my wrecked hole. It was still gaped.  I insert a few fingers into my expanded hole and removed a large amount of cum that was still there.

“Great. The best sex we’ve had and I don’t remember it. I don’t know what got into me.”

I don’t either. What did get into Kent? Was he possessed by a spirit or was he overtaken by an alien being. We might never know.  I walked into the bathroom to get Kent some aspirin and to clean out my used hole. The whole situation left me wondering what actually happened to Kent last night.

Whether it was Kent or an alien being, all I know it was the most satisfying sex in my life.