24 comments/ 63274 views/ 39 favorites Just Keep Her Laughing By: bb1212 Kerry dropped the mother of all knock back lines. I have heard a lot of knock back lines in the short time since I discovered that playing with girls is more fun than breaking things, you know bikes, arms etc trying to copy the extreme sports lunatics. Just to prove it I have listed some, along with the sort of smart ass answer I would come out with that usually made sure I wasn't getting any – sometimes I just can't hold my tongue. I don't want to risk getting pregnant. Don't worry about that I have low fat sperm. I don't want to spoil a good friendship. How good is the friendship if you won't fuck? We are too young. Maybe; but add our ages and you get an adult and a bit. It's the wrong time of the month. That rules out one of three choices. I'm not ready for that sort of relationship. Coming, ready or not. Not before we are married. We were married in our last lives, don't you remember? I've got a sexually transmitted disease. It's not fatal yet they may discover a cure. You might have a sexually transmitted disease. It's only my mowf wats effectid. I'm going to be a nun and God won't let me. I'm God; it's OK this time. It's too cold. I'll just stick in this thermometer and check. Someone might see us. Not under my blanket of invisibility. My brothers would skin you. Great, that way you get a trophy and I get mounted. I'm not that sort of girl. Fine roll over and we'll do it the other way. Not in a Chevy, I need a Cadillac. But I've got the biggest hood ornament. I have a headache. It's not your head I'm interested in. A Virgo should never have sex with a Taurus. It's OK when penis is rising. I'm your sister. Oh shit, have I drunk that much? My boyfriend would kill you. No problem, I've given you a false name anyway. I'm pregnant and you could hurt the baby. Great a fuck and a blow job at once. But Kerry floored me; I had no quick comeback to her knock back. What do you say when after three months of dating you finally get your hand under her skirt and she says, "We can't, I'm an alien and our bits don't match." I just sat there with my mouth open going, "Da da urg what?" "I'm sorry Dan, I really want to but it just wouldn't fit." "Kerry, this is not funny, I've got a cock the size of the bloody statue of liberty and you..." "Dan," she said softly, "I'm not joking and please don't swear." That was the hardest thing to get used to with Kerry. Damn was a swear word and anything worse had her literally in tears. I found that out the day we met. With a bang. I was running to get to my lecture and she was running to get to hers when our paths crossed. The first thing I knew was I was on the ground books everywhere and the bad wrist from my most recent injury was feeling broken again. "Shit, shit, fuck." "No," sobbed the girl who had fallen next to me, "don't swear please." She was serious. How do you break your wrist and not swear? "Damn, damn, damn." I groaned. "I'll take it that your name is Dan," she said, "I'm Kerry, and I'm sorry. Are you hurt?" "I think my wrist is broken again," I said through gritted teeth. "Let me look," she said, and grabbed my arm. "Oh shit," the pain got worse, "Oh fuck that hurts," the pain increased again. "Don't swear and it will be better," Kerry said, all of a sudden crying again. "Try to find something to laugh about." "Let's see," I groaned, "my wrist is broken, I'm late for an important lecture, my books are covered in mud, I'm covered in mud, well at least it will be good for my complexion." Kerry suddenly laughed and as she did the pain reduced. "That's better," she said, "can you feel it working? Tell me a joke." "That's amazing," I said, "how do you do that?" "Never underestimate the power of laughter," said Kerry. "Come on, tell me your best joke without swearing." I was still in pain and it is pretty hard to think, so all I came up with was, "What do you call an adolescent rabbit?" "Don't know, tell me," said Kerry smiling. "A pubic hare." Kerry cracked up. "Is that your best?" she asked, "I'd hate to hear your worst." We sat there in the mud laughing like kids and the more we laughed the better the wrist got. I eventually felt the pain recede enough to take a good look at Kerry and this was certainly not a chore. She had delicate features with a pageboy bob in her short red hair, hazel eyes and freckles on her face. Just watching her laugh was a glorious experience so that's what I did. All the old, bad jokes made her happy. "Why did the bald man paint rabbits on his head?" "Don't know, why?" "Because from a distance they look like hares." We sat in the mud, me telling jokes and watching Kerry laugh. By this time there was no pain in my wrist at all but she was still holding it with amazing warmth coming through her fingers into my skin. "How did you do that?" I asked. "Are you a witch?" "Let's see," she said and wriggled her nose in a very "Bewitched" way. "No, nothing happened." "My heart." I cried, "It's disappeared into you." We laughed some more ignoring the people walking past shaking their heads at the two of us sitting in a puddle. I'm not sure how it happened but we ended up singing that hippo song "mud, mud glorious mud" just laughing our heads off. Then I leaned over and kissed her cheek and Kerry said, "Steady on mister, you can only knock me off my feet once in a day," and we laughed some more. We finally got up and picked up our books. Kerry was wearing a floppy sweater and jeans that were covered in mud. We looked at each other and giggled more. "How about a coffee?" I asked. "I have to get changed first," Kerry replied shyly. "Then later. Maybe dinner," I said on impulse. "Dan," she said, "I'd love to have dinner with you but there are rules." "Rules?" "Yes rules," said Kerry, "I cannot stand swearing." "Fine," I said. "If you ever tell me a lie I will know." "Fine," I said again. "We go slow, I've been hurt before," she said quietly. "The last thing I ever want to do is hurt you," I said, and I meant it. "Good, back here at six then," said Kerry. Then she spun around and walked away. Kerry leaving then was like the sun going down after a perfect day. But we still had a date for dinner. Anyway back to the story. Here we are at the drive-in under a blanket half watching the show. We would kiss sometimes but Kerry never used her tongue so this was kind of dull. That night, as I had a couple of times before I got my hand in her top playing with the most perfect pair of tits ever. I had found out by this time that tits and cock etc were acceptable words to Kerry if used to describe the actual articles. What articles Kerry had, 36 C cup although a bra was a very rare sight near them. They seemed to defy gravity pointing cheerfully up and the nipples poked out a good half-inch when she was excited. Like she was right then. We played for some time while my cock tried to undo my zip from the inside. Well it certainly was pushing hard enough to break out anyway. That's when my hand went down to her skirt and she dropped that amazing line. "I'm sorry," I said, "can you run that past me again." "Dan, I love you," Kerry whispered quietly, "and I finally just have to tell you I am not human." She was very distressed but Kerry had never told me a lie so I was not sure what to say or do. I eventually settled for, "Kerry, start at the beginning and tell me." "I was not born on Earth," she said, "but I was one of two aliens sent here to see if we could breed with humans. Our race is dying because the machines that help us replicate are failing and no one understands how they work. We stopped breeding naturally so far back that we do not know how to do it any more either, and all the males are sterile because of the replication machines. "Unfortunately when we got here Sali, the older girl, was in too much of a hurry and kidnapped the first male we found and told him she was going to mate with him. He had no problem with that because she was beautiful and I was sent out of the room. I have no idea how she managed to fit around him because it is just not possible but she did and then he must have sworn or done something to upset her because as far as I could work out she closed around him so tightly his cock exploded. I heard screaming then a shot and when I came in Sali was dead with some flesh hanging out of her and he was holding a gun but had died of shock after she ripped that bit off him. We can heal the living, like I did with your wrist but the dead are gone." "Kerry, you must be joking," I said, wondering what the truth really was. She sighed, "Dan, I know this is hard to believe but I can prove it. You are the only person I have ever told and I have only done that because I really care for you." "I just don't know what to think." "Dan, I want you to promise me you won't say anything for ten minutes and I will prove what I am saying is true," Kerry said and then she begged me, "Please promise me." "All right, I promise." Kerry smiled that sunshine smile of hers and said, "You won't regret that," she reached down to my jeans and rubbed my bulge gently. "You often complain that I don't use my tongue when we kiss," she said while she slowly lowered my zip and undid my belt and my jeans, "I have not used my tongue because it is so different to human tongues and you would have known something was wrong." She pulled my underwear off my stiffening cock exposing it to her for the first time and then she softly blew on the head. "I uh..." I moaned. "Shhh, you promised," she said. Then her lips went around me and she slowly took my eight inches into her mouth. I had once found a girl who could deep throat me, and what an amazing night that was, but Kerry was totally different. She just took me all the way to the balls and when I was completely in she continued breathing as normal and her mouth started rubbing up and down my cock. She was applying suction at the same time and I felt like I was in a milking machine or something. I never have tried a milking machine, I wonder...? So there I was getting the best head job of my life when something tickled under my cock. Kerry's tongue pressed into the vein and slowly ran from the head to the base and back again. I groaned loudly. Her tongue continued up and down the vein while her mouth stroked me and I was buried deep in her throat. Kerry was not moving her head at all but I was getting sensations I had never dreamed could exist. "Mmmm yeah," I said. "Shhh," she said. I had to wonder where the sound came from because I thought her mouth was fairly busy at the time and I never felt Kerry's lips break the seal. Then her tongue running to the base kept going, out of her mouth and down between my balls and to that patch of sensitive skin behind them. It stroked and tickled and probed while inside her mouth something else that was quite rough wrapped around my cock and started rubbing the length. The extreme suction, the rubbing up and down both soft (mouth) and rough (tongue I think) combined with the end of her tongue behind my balls caused the biggest orgasm of my life. I had no time to warn Kerry, I just exploded into her mouth. Even my orgasm was a new experience, the first pulse opened the way to my balls and it stayed open and Kerry sucked me dry. I wasn't pumping into her mouth she was drawing it through. I came for about twenty seconds of pure bliss; my mind screaming and I think my mouth had joined in too. After I was finished I lay back against the seat, totally drained, not able to say anything but panting like I had run a four-minute mile. If sex was athleticism I think I had actually run a one-minute mile, what I had experienced then was so amazing and unbelievable. Kerry's mouth stayed wrapped around me slowly stroking as I shrunk and her tongue was now probing the hole where I had sent my seed into her. "Was that all right?" Kerry eventually asked anxiously. I replied, "Without a doubt that was the most fantastic sexual experience I have ever had." "Really?" she asked, "I have never dared do anything like that before, I was not sure if it would be as good as Earth girls." "Kerry, you know when I tell lies. Was I?" "No Dan. I just wanted to hear you say that again." "Kerry, I love you." "That's not what you said before," Kerry said playfully, "but it will do." "Good," I said, "now show me your tongue." Kerry went all shy, "Dan that would embarrass me." "Kerry," I said, "My cock just got an amazing sexual experience from that tongue. Don't you think it is about time they were introduced?" She first giggled, and then got very serious, "Promise you won't hate me?" "How could I ever hate you?" I asked, "Dan's cock," I said to the flaccid thing still hanging out of my pants, "this is Kerry's tongue... yoo hoo Kerry's tongue, where are you?" Out it came. Kerry's tongue was quite normal at the end, possibly a little pointier than usual but the first surprise was it just kept coming, four inches, five inches, six inches it just kept coming out of her mouth. At about eight inches came the second surprise, there was skin wrapped around her tongue and as the tongue came further out it unfolded to make two separate "wings" that came out about three inches each side. "Amazing," I said, "at least that explains some of those fantastic feelings." Her tongue went back into her mouth. "Do you hate me now?" asked Kerry quietly. "Not at all Kerry, I just have a really hard time coming to terms with the fact that you are not... well...normal." "I can leave now," said Kerry slowly, "and you would never have to see abnormal me again." "No," I grabbed her and held her tightly, "I don't think I could live without you. You may not be normal, Kerry but you are very, very special." I kissed Kerry then and held her to me. We kissed and for the first time her tongue met mine. Her tongue touched mine, then it rubbed up against mine, then it wrapped around mine and then it started tickling under mine. "Do you like that?" asked Kerry. I broke the kiss. "How did you do that?" I asked. "Do what?" said Kerry. "Talk with your mouth closed." "We just do, it's not hard. Now kiss me again," said Kerry. We kissed deeply again and then suddenly it actually was hard. "My, my," said Kerry, "Look who's coming out to play. Do we want to try again?" She dropped her head into my lap and the guys in the car behind us started honking the horn and flashing their lights but I didn't notice. I only found out later because my friend Jimmy was in the car. The second time was better than the first. I knew what was causing my feelings and could even make suggestions. Kerry would just answer normally even with my cock half way down her throat. I lasted about ten minutes before again emptying my balls down into her stomach. "Let's get out of here," Kerry said, and we did. We had a lot to talk about. I drove to Kerry's flat and we sat in the car for a while. Kerry was still worried that I would hate her. I tried very hard to comfort her and in the end I suggested we spend the night together. The problem was where. Kerry's flat mate was home so we couldn't stay there and my parents would have frowned on us spending the night in my room. Tomorrow was Saturday and neither of us had anything on so I eventually promised to be there at ten and we would spend all day together. We kissed for a very long time before I left. I drove to the local burger hang out and there were some mates there, including Jimmy. He gave me hell over not noticing them at the drive in. "Was it that good Dan?" All my friends called me Dan now even though my name actually is Steve. Kerry started calling me Dan on that first day and my friends, who never had managed a nickname, started using it too. Mum and Dad weren't too pleased to have people ringing up and asking for Dan but they got used to it. They, however, would never call me Dan. "Jimmy," I said, "it was totally out of this world." Pun intended. "Great stuff," he replied, "No-one has ever got anywhere with Kerry. We all thought you were dating a nun. When's the big day?" "You know how it is," I answered, "all revved up and no place to go." "Sorted me old chum," Jimmy said in the worst possible English accent, and then he pulled a key out of his pocket, "I was going to the cabin tomorrow but I have training and can't make it, it's all yours until I ask for it back." Jimmy's parents kept a small weekender cabin near a lake about an hour and a half away. I had been there a few times swimming, fishing and bush walking. It was perfect, very cozy and very private. "That's absolutely topping chum," I threw back in an equally bad accent, "this is just what the doctor chappie ordered." "Have fun," he said, "there's Carol, got to run before she gets dragged away by her admirers." Jimmy left to get his girlfriend after her shift as a waitress. I lay in bed awake for a long time that night. I wondered, is it wrong to have sex with an alien? Family is wrong, animals are wrong, children are wrong; to some people even same sex is wrong. But what category is Kerry? Am I endangering my family and myself to associate with a race we do not even know exists? Will I have to ask her parents if we want to marry and how do I get there to do that? Questions, questions questions. The answers I eventually came up with were: It is not illegal. It most likely is not immoral, as we both choose to do it, it does not hurt anybody and there are no rules for things that don't exist. It feels good. I could not live without Kerry. So in the middle of the night I decided damn the torpedoes, it's full steam ahead. I packed the car in the morning with supplies of food, some drinks and clothes for the weekend and drove to Kerry's place. She had not slept well and greeted me with, "I wasn't sure if I would see you again after last night. I was so worried." "Kerry my darling," I said seriously, "I love you and nothing will keep me away OK? So go pack some things we're going away for the weekend." "But don't you think I'm..." "No. Now pack," I ordered. She did and we went. Kerry threw a bag in the back and got in. She was silent for the first ten minutes. "Dan, are you sure?" she asked. "Stimpy." This was a joke we used a lot, as my surname is Renshaw so Ren and Stimpy get it? Kerry smiled, "I am so glad. Now I haven't asked where we are going." "Guess," I said. "Las Vegas?" "No." "Berlin?" "Colder." "Colder than Berlin, how about Norway?" "Colder." "Antarctica? I forgot my mittens." "All right," I gave up on that one, "I don't mean colder, I mean closer to here." Kerry was back in a happy mood. "How disappointing," she said, "I would love to see Antarctica." "Maybe on our honeymoon," I said. "Two head jobs and he wants to get married. Can I have a Porsche after ten?" Kerry asked. "Definitely," I answered, "I'm just not sure which ten." We laughed all the way at silly things. It was good to see our relationship was not just back to normal. It had actually progressed to a new level. We finally drove up to the cabin and Kerry was suitably impressed. "Wow, Dan how did you arrange this?" she asked. "It's Jimmy's parents retreat but they are away and he can't use it this weekend," I replied. Kerry said, "I do like Jimmy." "Like Jimmy, Love Dan," I said. "Jimmy has a lovely cabin," Kerry teased. "Dan has a lovely hard on," I answered. "Lets go inside and check that out," said Kerry, and inside we went. We put our bags in and had a look around. I knew the cabin well but it was all new to Kerry. She loved the very private setting and we went for a walk down to the jetty. Just Keep Her Laughing "It's gorgeous Dan," said Kerry, "It's like we're the only people for miles." "We are," I said, "Now how about a swim?" "I didn't bring my bikini," was Kerry's answer. "Go without," I told her, "I have never seen you naked and what better place?" "Are you sure no one can see?" Kerry asked looking around nervously. "Stimpy." "Don't look." I turned away and heard some clothes hit the jetty. Then a splash. I turned to see Kerry in the water. "Come on in, the water is freezing," she said. I started to take my shirt off and Kerry sang some stripping music so I started dancing around slowly while undressing. When my underwear fell she called. "Hey you there, are you going to jump in or pole vault?" I jumped in near her and she swam over to me reaching under the water. "Dan does have a lovely hard on," she said and swam away. I chased after her and finally caught her, pulling her under and putting my hands all over her in the process. We splashed around and played for a while and then we were standing in chest deep water hugging and kissing. Kerry was nervous every time I touched between her legs so I didn't do much of that. Kerry had no pubic hair and I thought she was very well shaven as there was no roughness at all. We finally left the water and I got to see her body. Kerry had a great figure and looked sensational. Long legs, good feminine hips without being too big, those marvelous tits and I saw her freckles were not only on her face but also on her chest and shoulders. Her complexion was pale with no tan lines to spoil it and she had no body hair at all. She saw me looking and got all shy. "Steady on Mister, I'm not just a piece of meat." "Prime cut, I suggest," I said in reply, "fresh, tender and ever so succulent." "You do know how to talk to girl don't you," said Kerry. "I know more than how to talk, let's go inside and see," I said. "Romeo, step aside." We picked up our clothes and walked naked to the cabin. Once we were inside I grabbed a towel from my bag. "I didn't think to bring a towel," said Kerry. "I have two," I told her "but now it is my turn. I want you to promise not to say anything unless it is to answer a question for the next ten minutes." "What are you going to do?" she asked. "You know a lot about my body and I know very little about yours. I'm going to explore," I told her. "But you might..." "No I won't," I said, "Trust me?" "Yes." "Promise?" "Yes." Kerry didn't have her privates covered but was standing in a quite modest pose. I surprised her by walking behind her and then I started toweling her wet hair. It was dry fairly quickly and I took out a hairbrush and fixed it up. "Hair done and lovely it is too," I said. "What are you..?" "Did I ask a question?" I asked her. "No." "Then shhh." I rubbed her neck and shoulders with the towel from the base of the hair down to the start of her arms. Kerry's neck was long and slender with the little dished parts where the tendons go past. I rubbed them dry and then kissed them wet again. I nibbled on the tendons and slowly ran my tongue up her neck until I was nibbling her ear lobe. "Mmmm," Kerry moaned. "Is mmmm talking?" I asked. "No," said Kerry defiantly. "That's funny, it was last night." "Not fair." "Shhh." Then I dried her back, rubbing soft gentle circles across her shoulder blades and deepening the strokes further down her back rubbing out from the spine across her back on each side just reaching the swell of her tits before heading back. I started nibbling the shoulders and sucking gently where I had dried and following the towel down until I was rubbing the towel across the top of her bum cheeks and nibbling and sucking the little mound above her crack. I lifted my head and said "Back all present and correct, not a hair or mole in sight." Kerry whimpered. "Now," I said, "what's down here?" I knelt down and then started rubbing the towel over her cheeks, round and round and occasionally straight down her bum crack. When I did that Kerry would wriggle and moan a little but I let her get away with that. I started sucking on her bum cheeks doing tiny little love bites all over and finally I ran my tongue right down where her cheeks met, not spreading them as I licked down to the junction between her legs. "Mmmmmmmm." "No talking." "I'm not," said Kerry. "You are," I answered. "My mouth is shut," she said. "Cheat," I said, "all right you can moan softly." "Mmmm?" "Mmmm." I held her cheeks and spread them apart. The vagina looked like I would expect on a very pretty young woman, bald lips protruding and that very tempting slit just waiting to be opened. But not now. I blew gently on the lips and then up to her asshole, which was a tiny puckered star. As I blew air on it she squirmed and moaned so I went a bit closer and licked it. Kerry trembled and her legs almost gave out but I held her up. Definitely something to remember for later. "Perfect heart shaped ass, very suitable for many uses," I said. Kerry groaned and then wriggled her ass. I rubbed the towel down her legs spending more time than necessary ensuring the inner thighs were dry and then nibbled the crease where her ass cheeks meet her legs all the way around the cheek from the middle up to the right and then back down. Repeat the process on the left side and Kerry was squirming and moaning loudly. My tongue then ran down the back of her legs to the back of the knees where I again sucked gently for a while on each side causing spasms and movements from Kerry that were very suggestive. By this time my cock was begging for some relief, standing to attention and waving around every time I moved. Not yet I told it, it's Kerry's turn and I am going to blow her mind. "Lovely legs smooth as silk," I said, "now let's see the other side." I put my hands on Kerry's hips and slowly turned her around until she was facing me and there, at eye level, was the different bit. Her lips came up at the front but the split forked out in three directions with a little clit like knob at the top of each one. How I wanted to explore but the time for that would be later. I stood up and Kerry whimpered. "What's the matter?" I asked. "You don't like it," she answered. "Yes I do, and I will explore fully but we still have to get dry, remember?" I toweled her face gently following the eyebrows then the nose then across the cheeks. I then followed the line of the jaw from the middle out and up behind the ears. Kerry's eyes were closed and she was panting slightly, smiling. I kissed the end of her nose, I kissed the corners of her mouth, I kissed her eyelids running my tongue across the eyelashes and then I started nibbling her left earlobe all the way from the bottom to the top and back down again. As I did the same on the other side I felt a strange feeling on my earlobe. Kerry had poked her tongue out and was massaging the bottom of the lobe with the wings on her tongue, and running the end up behind the ear. We stayed like that for a while and then I pulled back gently. Kerry opened her eyes and I looked at her. "Prettiest face on Earth checked and confirmed," I said and she smiled wider. Using the towel again I rubbed down her slender neck across the front of the shoulders and then all the way down her right arm. I dried her hand as my mouth covered the front of her throat and I bit gently. Mouthing her throat I slowly moved lower until I was kissing the indentation at the bottom. I then moved down her arm kissing my way and finally got to her right hand. I sucked each finger and then her thumb and finally started chewing the mound of flesh on the palm under the thumb. Kerry had been moaning for a while and this made it a little louder. I moved to the other arm and started kissing my way down when I felt her hand close around my dick. When she started rubbing it I had to stop her. "Whoa baby, you keep that up and I will need the towel for me." Kerry giggled, "A bit worked up are we?" "The gun is cocked, the safety catch is off and it's pointing at you," I replied. "Can I just hold it?" she asked. "OK but no rubbing, now shhh." "You know your ten minutes was up twenty minutes ago," Kerry said laughing. "Do you want me to stop?" I asked her. Kerry put a finger to her mouth and shook her head. I continued down her left arm with her right hand holding my cock. And not rubbing. By concentrating on what I was doing, and thinking of the times tables of all things, I managed to hold back. I reached her hand and sucked the fingers. When I got to the middle finger I was surprised to it was quite flat at the end and had a little dot in the middle. "Accident?" I asked. "Not that I can remember. I think all the girls at home had that," said Kerry. I sucked the rest of the fingers and the thumb and again chewed the palm. "Mmmm." "Armed and dangerous," I said. "I thought that was you," Kerry giggled squeezing my cock, "Ooops, shhh." I rubbed the towel across her tits, first around the lengthening nipples then across them making them even firmer. Kerry's moans got louder again and if anyone were listening outside they would have thought that she was getting a major shafting and was approaching orgasm by the noises. I licked her tits, I sucked her nipples, I ran my tongue around the crease under her tits from her side right up the cleavage. I rubbed them, I squeezed them I licked them again. I totally indulged myself with the most amazing tits I had ever seen. "Twenty out of ten for each one," I finally said. Kerry giggled again. "Is that all?" she asked. "All right one hundred," I said, "now stop cheating." I rubbed her stomach and kissed my way around and I noticed she had no belly button. Still a perfect flat stomach I thought. "I have a gut feeling we are going to be very close," I said, but Kerry had gone quiet. We both knew what was next but neither knew what to do or what would happen. I finally rubbed that perfectly bald pussy and when the towel touched all three clits at once Kerry yelled. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Then, as I continued rubbing with the towel her legs just gave way. I caught her as she fell and she was trembling in my arms. "Are you all right?" I asked. "Never felt that good ever," she panted. I carried Kerry into the bedroom and lay her on her back on the bed with her legs off the side. I knelt down and spread her legs so I could get right up to her pussy. I licked the slit from the bottom up to the middle clit and sucked it into my mouth. "Nice." Said Kerry quietly. I sucked that for a little and then went for the left one. "Still nice." She said dreamily. I continued to the third and she was smiling but it did not affect her like before. I thought to myself what is different and then it came to me. I moved my mouth back to the middle one and sucked. "Mmmm." I grabbed the right one between my fingers and twisted gently at the same time. "MMMMMMMMM." I then grabbed the left one too and Kerry went berserk. "Ohhhhhhhhhh Yeahhhhhhhhhh." She was moaning and screaming and writhing for about fifteen minutes as I licked and sucked and prodded and twisted all her clits at the same time, going faster and faster until she reached her orgasm. Kerry screamed and bucked and I lost contact but I had done what she needed. She came down slowly for about five minutes writhing and panting and moaning while I gently licked her clits one at a time until she lay there spent. Kerry lifted her left hand and watched as a drop of something appeared at the end of the flattened finger. It was clear syrup like substance. I reached down with my mouth and sucked it off her finger. It tasted quite weird, like a combination of sweet and sour, salt and pepper, all these opposites. I lay down next to Kerry. "Thank you," she said. "How did it feel?" I asked her. "I cannot describe it," she said, "but it is the most amazing thing ever." "Good," I said, "now you know how I feel when you suck me off." "Dan?" "Yes?" "I want to find a way to have intercourse," Kerry said, "I want you to be my partner, my lover, the father of my babies, my other half. I would be incomplete without this." I kissed Kerry deeply and as we kissed she said, "I love you Dan." "I love you more than you could ever know," I answered. "Dan?" "Yes?" "You just spoke with your mouth shut." I jumped so much I fell off the bed then we both burst out laughing. So much for the moment. "How did that happen?" I asked. "Not sure," Kerry answered, "but maybe it has something to do with you drinking from my finger?" I held my mouth shut and said, "I can't talk with my mouth shut." Kerry held hers shut and said, "You just did." I asked her, "Can anyone hear this or just the person you are talking to?" "Don't know," she said, "maybe we can find out." "I bet," I said, "kids on your planet never get told not to talk with their mouth full." We laughed again. I was on the floor looking up at her and I saw Kerry's pussy lips got moist when she laughed. I wondered about the bits that didn't fit. I crawled up between her legs and went to part her lips. "May I?" I asked. "Yes, but it is far too small," Kerry frowned. "Dan I'm so sorry." "Let's see what we can come up with," I pulled the lips apart and followed the valley down to her hole. It was tiny. I held my finger against it and pushed. Absolutely nothing doing, I don't think I could have got a pencil in there. Kerry sobbed, "How could you stay with a girl who was so wrong for you?" "Not wrong darling," I told her, "just different. We are complete with or without this part." "Really?" She asked. "Ren, Stimpy, Cartman, Kenny, Stan, Kyle, Homer, Marge, Lisa, Bart and..." "I get the message," Kerry said, "so what do we do?" "Someone very special once told me to never underestimate the power of laughter," I said, "so Knock Knock." "Who's there?" "Isabelle." "Isabelle who?" "Is a bell necessary on a bicycle?" Kerry smiled. "What do you get when you pour boiling water down a rabbit hole?" "What?" "Hot cross bunnies." Kerry giggled. "What did the ghost mummy say to the baby ghost?" "Tell me." "Don't spook unless you are spooken to." Kerry laughed. As she laughed I felt her hole loosen a little so on I went, lame joke after lame joke and the more she laughed the more she loosened. I finally managed to insert my finger a tiny bit. "What spells hungry horse in four letters?" "What?" "MTGG" Kerry was off in a world of fun so I kept telling the bad jokes and she kept laughing. I was working my finger slowly into the tightest hole I had ever encountered. It wasn't lack of lubrication; it was like the hole had hundreds of tiny hands that were trying to push my finger back out. I had just pressed in past the second knuckle when the doorbell rang. "Oh shit," I said, and knew immediately I had made a serious mistake. Her pussy started closing in and my finger was being crushed. I could not pull the finger out and I knew the size she had been to start with meant I was very close to losing it. "Laugh at something, quick," I shouted but Kerry panicked. "Oh no, I am hurting you." "Laugh, please," I begged her through incredible pain. "What at?" she screamed. I was lying on my back, finger firmly trapped, writhing on the floor. I looked down and saw my now very limp cock flopping from side to side as I wriggled. "Look," I said desperately, "I found Nemo." Kerry looked and then laughed. Not just a little but a lot. She loosened up and I got my finger out. It was crushed and the whole thing looked like a blood blister. The nail was folded in half and the pain was immense. Kerry grabbed it and started fixing it with her laughter but the doorbell rang again. I put on a robe and went and answered the door, finger throbbing in the pocket. It was the heater guy coming to change the cylinder so I said go ahead, we don't live here, we are just visitors. The heater guy went about his business and Kerry went about hers. Even in the pain I was in it was amazing to watch. I had to keep her laughing and fortunately my lame jokes were enough. She just held my finger between hers and I could see the bruising and blood receding and the natural color coming back. It didn't hurt to fix and the pain lessened as she progressed. It was amazing to watch the fingernail just straighten back to it's original shape as if it was rubber. It took about half an hour all up and then you would never have known anything had been wrong. "How do you do that?" I asked Kerry. "You just sort of point the laughter through your fingers to the spot that hurts," she saw my puzzled expression. "It's something we all can do, not to ourselves, but to others. I've told you before we can't save the dead but anything else is possible." "So when you lost Sali you were exposed to pain for the first time?" "Yes," Kerry replied, "your drugs do not work on me and of course being what I am I cannot even visit a doctor." "That must have been awful. Couldn't you contact your planet?" I asked. "They are watching but will not send another mission here unless we... er I breed. It is very costly and we both knew this was a one way trip if we weren't successful." "What hurts now?" I asked. Kerry smiled, "I do have a very sore toe, I think it is broken, but there's nothing you can do for it." "I can talk with my mouth closed," I told her, "so show me." Kerry held her foot toward me, and it was clear that the second toe was swollen. "How did you do that?" I asked. "Stubbed it on my dresser on Tuesday morning," she replied. "So," I said, gently touching the toe with two fingers, "I need to laugh now. Say something funny." "I can't," Kerry answered, "I am not good with jokes." "Oh." "I can tell you something awful," she said. "Go on." "You know your comment about finding Nemo?" "Yes," I replied. "I had a mental picture of your cock in me being squeezed into a little fish shaped bright orange and white thing," Kerry giggled, "and you walking round for the rest of your life having to tuck little fins into your fly before you zipped up." It got me. I laughed out loud and she joined in. We were both crying from laughter and it took a while for me to remember what I was trying to do. I looked at her toe and sort of aimed the laughter through my fingers to the bone. I could sort of see now it was fractured and it knitted as I watched. "It's working," said Kerry. But I knew that. The Nemo picture got us through and after a while just looking at each other would set us off again if the laughter were slowing. Finally her toe was fixed and we calmed down a bit. I wondered how these changes had occurred but my mind was suddenly distracted. Kerry reached for my cock and said, "Nemo, you've been such a good and patient boy I've got a special tank just for you." She took my cock in her mouth and started massaging it with her tongue. It must have been about thirty seconds from totally soft to the biggest hard on I had ever experienced. Kerry had a habit of making each hard on bigger than the last. Once again she massaged my cock in her mouth, she licked and sucked and nibbled all at the same time and as I had been worked up repeatedly before she didn't take long before I felt my balls preparing to fire again. Kerry felt it starting and she took my cock out of her mouth, still with her tongue wrapped around the shaft, and I shot my load all over her, mostly on her face. Kerry then did an amazingly erotic thing and slowly used that incredible tongue to lick up my cum from her face, her hair and her throat. Just Keep Her Laughing We slowly emerged from our sexual afterglow and looked at each other. It had got dark outside and we had not noticed. "Dinner?" I asked. "Mmmm. Yes but no entree for me," Kerry said, "I've just had some very special sauce." I did a quick spaghetti with meat sauce. (We couldn't take fresh food as the fridge was off when no one was there for a long visit). "Not only can he make aliens heads spin but he can also cook," said Kerry, "a very rare find indeed." "That tongue of yours sometimes sounds as good as it feels," I answered, "keep talking Ma'am I'm a sucker for flattery." "Anything to make you suck more Mister handsome." We ate dinner and then sat down to discuss the day's events. We had both come to the conclusion that my drinking the substance produced by Kerry's finger had got me talking with my mouth shut and doing the laughing healing thing but we were not sure why. It was getting very late so for the first time ever we went to bed together. Kerry's modesty or embarrassment from earlier in the day was gone and we joked about the poor Earth girls who only had one clit as we got into bed. "You really don't mind the we can't have intercourse?" Kerry asked quietly. "Not a lot," I answered, knowing she could tell when I was lying, "but I am working on a couple of ideas so don't give up." "I couldn't stand it if the same thing happened to you as that guy with Sali," she said. "I think I'd be a bit disappointed too." I would suggest that was one of the greatest understatements ever. Kerry grabbed my cock and squeezed. "Do you want another head job?" she asked, but by then the ammo was running low and I was very tired. "Let's cuddle like an old married couple tonight," I said, "and we can act like honeymooners in the morning." "Love you," Kerry whispered. "Love you too," I said, holding her close. With our naked bodies that close together it was a bit much to expect things to stay quiet for too long. Wriggle, wriggle, stroke, stroke, fondle, and tickle. "Oooooh." "Mmmm." Morning came, and it was not that long after me. I woke up with a hard on, nothing too amazing about that, but after the previous day I could not believe it. My body was in shock and I got this picture in my mind of a pumping station where they pump the cum up from the bulk storage to the balls. There's this supervisor screaming "Look out, it's her mouth again, get ready to pump." Some other one's saying "It's no use Captain I cannae give ye more." I opened my eyes, smiling at the silly pictures in my head, and saw Kerry licking my cock like a cat licking cream. "Morning Dan, how about breakfast on bed?" she growled. "Don't you ever get enough?" I asked. "You'll wear out the new toy before Christmas is over." "I can always find a new set of batteries," said Kerry, and I realized she actually was sort of charging me up again. "Woman," I said, laying her on the bed, "prepare for the boarding party." I lay over her in the sixty-nine position. "Ooooh, Captain, it appears these boarders are very friendly," said Kerry sucking my cock into her mouth. "You can walk my plank any time," I told her. We licked and we sucked, I teased her clits first one at a time, then all together and she went wild. The tension was building and they must have found a new pumping team in the ball-filling department because I could feel it building for another massive explosion. "I'm gonna..." I said. Then I did. And Kerry did at the same time. We came together me filling her mouth as her tongue reached down to my balls and the wings wrapped themselves around them and squeezed making me shoot giant spurts. I think I would have shot the head off an Earth girl with the sudden pressure I had. We lay there panting and then Kerry showed me her hand. "Do you want the magic juice?" she asked. "Thank you," I said, and then licked it up. It nearly blew my head off (we could have been matching headless corpses, imagine the investigation). "Wow Kerry that's like a tanker load of white lightning." "It's not like I was keeping still," she joked. I think my strange humor was rubbing off on her. We had to pack up and head home then so off we went, both changed forever by our visit to the cabin. I dropped Kerry at her place after another steaming kissing session and went to find Jimmy. He wasn't at the burger place but I found him at home, drunk out of his mind. It seems that Jimmy had not told Carol he had cancelled the cabin and when he went to her work to pick her up she had been jumping into the back of a convertible with four guys in it from the football team. None of them saw him and he followed them to the local lovers lane but did not wait around to see the result. We had a good talk and I ended up having to put him on his bed before I left. I tried to return the keys but he said to hang on to them, as he did not want to go there while his memories were too fresh. I didn't get to see too much of Kerry that week, what with trying to stop Jimmy ending it all by ramming a tree and getting some study in for final exams but we did catch up and I suggested the cabin for the next Saturday night and she was all for it. I tried talking with my mouth closed during the week and got some interesting reactions, particularly when I said "Nice tits." To myself watching a young lady walk by and she slapped the guy walking toward her in front of me. The only negative reaction I had to the whole episode was a rash that developed on my groin, which turned into some pretty nasty sores. I treated them with antiseptic but it made no difference. Meanwhile I tried to console Jimmy who had officially broken up with Carol, I studied, I kissed Kerry as often as possible and I made preparations in my plan to boldly go where no man had gone before. Saturday morning I picked up Kerry and off we went. "This time I remembered my Bikini," she said happily. "Can we go back and forget it?" I asked. "Perve," she said. "Ooooh, yes please." It was on again. We were such a perfect match that I was not sure if I had actually had a life before I met her or what I had done. Jimmy had settled down a little bit so I was not too concerned about him and I had two weekends and a week between before my exams started. Pretty girl? Check. Place to go? Check. Plenty of time? Check. All systems are go. We got to the cabin and went inside. "Swim?" asked Kerry. "Naked?" I suggested. "Mmmm, OK." We tore the clothes off each other and our hands were all over each other's bodies for ten minutes or so. "Swim?" asked Kerry with a mouth full of my tongue. "Race you," I answered, and broke for the door with her in hot pursuit. Down the jetty we ran and dived into the water. It was hard to say who got there first so we called it a draw. We swam for a while and then once again we were touching and rubbing and squeezing in the shallows. Kerry eventually led me out and back down the jetty. "The cabin is that way," I said, pointing, funnily enough, at the cabin. She laid me on the jetty on my stomach saying "My turn to dry you." "But," I said, "you don't have a towel." "I do have a tongue," Kerry answered, and started licking. She started at the back of my neck and systematically licked my neck and then back dry. If you have ever been licked by a cat you will know the very rough feeling, well my best description is a pride of lions giving me the licking of my life. It felt like there were three or four huge feline tongues licking up every drop as if it were nectar. I moaned a lot, and Kerry kept licking. She did my shoulders and arms and moved down to my bum licking around the outside and back up the crack. My cock poked a hole in the wooden boards of the jetty. She worked her way down my legs and then on to my feet. My god it was amazing, that rough tongue on the soles of my feet licking and licking until I thought I must have lost layers of skin in the most perfect way. "Turn over," Kerry purred. I had to pull my cock out of the hole and rolled over. This time I think I was breaking some law by not having a flashing light attached to the end of my cock because I'm sure it was a hazard to aviation. Kerry noticed. "My," she said, "you have been missing me." Then she went to work on my chest, drying and then sandpapering my nipples. Nipples have never been my most sensitive bit but this treatment created sensations that were just indescribable. My cock had grown big enough to launch it's own moon shot and, as she went down the stomach, I moaned and wriggled in a way that made the exaggerated orgasms in porn flicks look tame. Kerry looked at the rash that had now turned into three red sores like large pimples. "What's that?" she asked. "I really don't know," I answered. She licked around my straining cock and did the legs licking the inner thighs and making me spread my legs like a virgin on her wedding night. I was in heaven but finally I was dry. Well almost. "Now," said Kerry, looking up at me, "are there any bits I have missed?" "Only one tiny one," I answered, pointing to my rival to the Sears Tower. "No wonder I missed that little thing," she said, and started licking my balls. "Steady on lady," I said, "you might cause an eruption." "Ooooh goody," Kerry said licking up my shaft. I tried to turn her to the sixty-nine position but she just said, "My turn later, this is all for you." She licked from my ass up past the balls and right up to the tip of my dick and within a few minutes I felt that familiar rising from my balls. "I'm gonna cum," I groaned, and Kerry stuck the end of her tongue over my cock hole. I pumped the first spurt and it squirted out in all directions but Kerry kept her tongue there with the wings holding me to stop her from losing contact. Again and again I squirted spraying both of us with my cum. I finally stopped and Kerry started licking all the cum she could reach from our bodies while I just lay there exhausted and panting. When she had finished she looked down at me. "Swim?" asked Kerry. "Naked?" I suggested. She pushed me in. We splashed and washed each other again and we once more ended up in the shallows exploring each other's bodies. "Your turn," I said and took a deep breath. Kerry said, "What?" I ducked under the water and started blowing air bubbles onto her clits, one at a time. When I ran out of air I surfaced and took another breath. Kerry just smiled and said, "Wow." Under water again I started using my fingers as well as my mouth. I wonder, I thought, if talking with my mouth shut works under water. "You like?" I asked. But got no reply. Next time I surfaced for air I asked again, "You like?" "Yes," said Kerry, "I just said so." "Try with your mouth shut next time," I told her and ducked under again. I blew air on her clits manipulating the others. Kerry said, "That is fantastic." "I'm glad to hear it," I replied. "Can you hear me?" she asked. "Can't hear a thing," I answered. "Tease," said Kerry, so I did. I teased her clits with my tongue and my fingers surfacing when I ran out of air and bringing her closer to her orgasm. Finally she bucked and moaned and wriggled as she came. I surfaced in time to catch her as she fell and I just held her as she floated with a huge smile on her face. She lifted her left hand as the drop appeared on the end of her finger. "Should I just wash it off?" Kerry asked. "No," I said, "I get the feeling that is very important stuff." I sucked it off, and this time it was so sweet that it was like drinking distilled sugar. "Yum," I said. "You like my cum, I like yours, what a perfect match," said Kerry. Her smile faded and she said, "I just wish we could go all the way." "I think we can," I said, "shall we go to the cabin and see?" She asked me lots of questions on the way there but I just told her to wait and see. We got to the cabin and used towels to dry each other and then I told Kerry to wait while I prepared. I put her on the bed and went and got some things from my bag. I put a video in the player in the bedroom and up came a selection of comedy I had designed to keep Kerry, and myself, laughing. We just watched for a while, getting into the mood, and then I started stroking her breasts and nipples and I watched, as she got more and more excited. Slowly I tried again to insert my finger, Kerry looked briefly worried. I reassured her, "It's fine darling, I am sure this will work." Bill Cosby dropped another gem and I got another quarter inch in. I finally had my finger all the way in but it took a huge effort to move it in and her cunt seemed to want to push it out so I had to be very careful. Kerry was half watching the video and half watching me. "It's not going to work," she said sort of sadly (but still laughing, thank goodness). "Don't give up yet darling," I said, "there are still a few tricks up this sleeve." I pulled my finger out easily and rolled her on the bed so she was on it looking at the TV with her legs over the side presenting me with a very tempting, very wet pussy. I put a tube over my cock that I had painted up in Nemo colors. I had even added fins etc. I walked to the front of the bed and Kerry looked as I said. "Look, I found Nemo." Kerry absolutely lost it. She was crying from laughter and kept looking at my cock and laughing even more. I slipped the cover off and put it on a vibrator, which I turned on and put on the floor. Nemo started wiggling and jumping like there was no tomorrow. Kerry was totally gone watching it roll around and I walked behind her, knelt down and placed the end of my cock at her entrance. Slowly I applied pressure and very slowly the head began to disappear. Kerry's plentiful lubrication helped and after about five minutes I had the head in her hole. Slowly pulling back and gently pushing forward my cock, which measures about 2&1/2 inches across, entered a hole seemingly designed for matchsticks. The tape and Nemo were keeping the way open and I worked in and out for some time. It was very hard not to cum as the sensation of tightness was so overpowering. Suddenly, about half way in, the force that had been pushing me out started dragging me in. The sensations were even more intense and I started fucking her, dragging back slowly against the force and then driving the length in. I knew I was close to cumming but I didn't care. I was finally fucking Kerry and it was well worth the wait. "Wait," Is just what Kerry said, "I want to see." I reluctantly pulled all the way out and rolled her onto her back in the middle of the bed. Kerry spread her legs wide, pulling her knees up and said, "Fuck me Dan, please fuck me." I pushed in and this time I was dragged into that incredibly tight hole from the first moment of contact. I soon lay over Kerry buried to the hilt and was about to pull back when she said, "Stay still for a moment." I held her tight as her cunt grabbed my cock harder then there was a flash of pain as something pierced my skin just above my cock. Kerry's clits had grown and had entered me where the three sores were and we were totally joined. I could feel what Kerry could feel, I could see what Kerry could see, and I even knew what it feels like to have a cock in my cunt. Pretty good is an understatement. We lay there letting our bodies adapt and feeling the feeling. We did not need to talk as we both knew what the other was thinking and feeling and it was fantastic. The pain was gone and the feeling of oneness grew. What happened next should have scared the pants back onto us but we just knew it was right and went along with it. Kerry's cunt started closing around my cock and squeezing tighter and tighter. It did not hurt but was very weird as my cock stretched out longer and longer as it got thinner and thinner. My cock was guided and stimulated by the helping hands inside Kerry and I was taken up to the end of a tube and all those extra feelings then sent me over the edge. I came but the seed stopped at the entrance to the cunt by the tightness of her hole. Then slowly some was pumped down the much-extended length of my cock by the tiny hands in her and it squirted into the tube. The hands then pushed me back and I had to pull out about six inches, which was only about a quarter of my length at this stage. I was then drawn back in to another tube and another squirt of cum was allowed passage through. This repeated a third and fourth time but the fourth was the last and the cum was totally finished. We stayed locked together and felt the stirrings of life begin in each tube. Kerry's mission was over, she was pregnant. With quads. We knew there would be no physical damage to either of us, we knew we wanted to be together forever, we knew each other so well that our next car would be green because I wanted black and Kerry wanted red and this was the compromise we would reach. Kerry had been consumed by Dan, Dan had been consumed by Kerry and there was just us. We didn't need to talk about anything so we just fell asleep. We both woke in the morning at the same time. My cock was out of Kerry but was still very long and very thin. We cuddled and talked for a while but there was not a lot to say. Finally I gave Kerry a passionate hug and said, "Want to try again?" "We can't Dan," Kerry replied, "not until the babies are born." I was shattered. I found the experience to die for and now I have to wait nine months to do it again? Not very fair I suggest. "Dan," Kerry said, seeing my expression of disappointment, "they should be out in about an hour judging by the rate they are moving at now." Oh my goodness. Yesterday I was not sure if I could ever have sex with the woman I love and today she's having quads and I'm the father. So we waited as she felt them coming out slowly. We looked at my groin and I had three new belly buttons across the top where the sores had been, and the hair for about an inch around each of them was gone. We guessed that me drinking Kerry's finger juice had changed me enough to their race to make conception possible and Kerry told me that their women can only have four children as they are born with four eggs and that's it. In the past the eggs were harvested and fertilized and the children were grown in farms and did not know who their mother was, but the conception machines had now failed and Kerry was one of the last generation. We talked about their planet, which did not have the foliage we have on Earth but just land and water. The species survived on small animals that ate smaller animals that ate etc. The babies arrived closer to two hours later, struggling to emerge from Kerry's impossibly tight pussy. They were only about two inches tall and looked quite helpless. They first one crawled up her belly towards her breast and the next three only went as far as the clits. By the time all three were in place the other had passed the breast and was crawling down her left arm. The other three babies latched on and started sucking. I could see Kerry getting more and more excited and she finally reached her orgasm. The first baby was at the end of the middle finger and drank the drop produced. The baby grew to double the size as we watched and walked confidently back to the others, picked one up and took it to the finger. It then joined the other two and they latched on to the clits again. Again Kerry was taken to orgasm and the baby at the finger drank and grew. The other two got their dose and soon the four were growing rapidly. "What do we do with four alien babies?" I asked Kerry but the answer came from behind us. "We take them," said a deep voice. We turned with a start and there was a tall man standing in the doorway. Just Keep Her Laughing "Goraan," said Kerry, "you came." "I had to," said the man, "I needed to be the first to greet the new First Revered one." "What the heck?" I said, totally confused. "Sorry Dan," said Kerry, "this is Goraan. He is the man who set up this whole project." "Hello Dan," Goraan was friendly enough, "I must tell you how much we appreciate your assistance in the survival of our species." "You mean..." Kerry sounded worried. "Yes Kerry, this is the only success from all the missions." "Now hang on," I said, "how can you be here now when you had to come so far to get here? I mean the babies were conceived last night and born an hour or so ago, were you waiting in orbit or something?" "No Dan," Goraan smiled, "space travel is not about time it is about energy. I boarded just after the babies were born. We do not do this much as all our energy is renewable and this is a big drain on our resources, but when survival is at stake it does not matter. Now," he said seriously, "you need to pack so we can take you home." "Not so fast," I said, "I am home." Kerry interrupted "Don't argue, either of you, let's get a drink and discuss the situation." "Yes, First Revered one," said Goraan meekly. So we talked. Kerry's new title of First Revered one dated back to when women bore their own children. The oldest surviving mother was first, the next second and so on. The First Revered one sat on the governing body and spoke on behalf of children who were too young to represent themselves. She was the most powerful woman on the planet, and equal in rank to the first of the council. Kerry was now needed on the planet to show there was a future for their people. I argued that the future was limited with only four babies and we were more important on Earth recruiting new fathers and teaching them how to be successful. After much discussion we decided we would all go to Kerry's planet in the morning and do a tour to show the people the result of the mission. Kerry would appoint the current woman who was on the council to represent her and our children would initially stay there, as the system for nurturing the young was fully operational. We would come back to Earth in the evening and go back home Monday night as if nothing had happened, but would then get married and tour the world looking for and recruiting suitable fathers. All the men on their planet were sterile due to the process used in the past to extract children so the generation started by our four would be the first to have children naturally. All through this discussion our children were growing at an alarming rate and twice more fed of the juice produced by Kerry's finger. Funny that, on Earth the male has the great pleasure (often with the female) in conceiving a baby but with Kerry's race the female got the pleasure in feeding the babies. Anyway apparently three times was enough and after that they had grown to the size of a human baby and would then grow slowly for the rest of their lives, which was normally around three hundred years. I wondered if my body had changed to this, as I did not want to be frail and old while Kerry still looked thirty. Finally, it was bedtime. Kerry and I put the children to bed and then went and explored sex after children. I still had to make her laugh to enter her but the four channels now were pleasure centers that gave different sensations to the joined couple depending on which one the penis entered. We know this now but at the time we only got to test three before we were totally exhausted and went to sleep. We got up in the morning and prepared to visit another planet. It was only to be a day trip so there wasn't much to pack. We were about to leave when I said, "Hang on, I've got to make a call." I dialed my mobile. "Yeah?" "Jimmy?" "Yeah." "It's Dan, how you doing?" "Same man, just the same. How'd you go?" "Great. Can you get up here tomorrow?" "I don't really feel in the mood to watch you two lovebirds." "No, that's not it. We're off on a trip and we're bringing back a couple of Kerry's sisters." "She's got sisters?" Jimmy sounded more cheerful all of a sudden. "They look just as good too." "Do I know them?" "No man. They're from out of town, way out of town. See you tomorrow?" "I'll be there." "Practice your bad jokes too." "What?" I hung up and turned to Kerry. "Let's go."