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Love at First Contact Ch. 01

By: Inkidu



The Ship

I suppose we should start with my old Earth name, it was Leon Blackthorn by the way. I've always been fascinated with space. Where we've been in it, where I hope we will go one day. The limitless potential of limitless galaxies was something I could get behind. It was the none-to-distant future and the United States space program was a distant memory of the Sixties and Seventies. Our last space shuttle was somewhere in the Smithsonian or something. There was a lot of talk about new rockets but nothing really concrete, heck in a bitter twist of irony the Russians were the only people willing to even charter out trips to the Big Empty. Now, naturally I never knew the Cold War personally, but I can appreciate history. 

I'm telling you all this so that you'll understand that I was just a bit bitter about my astronaut dreams being old hat. So, when I got out of four years of college I got a job as close to space as I possibly could. Unfortunately, that was at the small end of the very large, very long telescope... as a technician. Only people with masters degrees got to look into the lens (screen, whatever). Still, I got to look at a lot of images even if I didn't tell the telescope where to look. It wasn't a bad job, but you know, it wasn't my dream. Well, that's life for you. So, I did what anyone growing up had to do, I gave up the dream and settled in to two years of reality. 

Funny thing about reality, it extends well beyond the bounds of our atmosphere. It was my twenty-fifth birthday and I was busy celebrating at the observatory with a fifth of something in a brown bag, a chocolate chip cupcake with a single candle and the starry sky above. It was about midnight and the cupcake and the fifth were well done and gone, I was looking up at the big dipper and sighing. Suddenly, my eyes were drawn to a streak of gold-orange fire streaming through the dark blue and white stars of the sky. Shooting stars were nothing new, but I kept thinking that this streak was particularly big... really big... far too big... 

I realized that it was going to hit, nearby, and naturally I panicked... like a champ. Despite my alcohol-fueled deductions, the object flew over me for at least half a mile before impacting deep into the woods behind the observatory. With less than tip-top judgment I staggered to my feet and began the hike toward the possible crash site. To be honest I didn't think that I would find anything more than a downed piece of junk at best or some kind of small plane crash at worst. I didn't expect anything of an extraterrestrial origin. Oh, how far I had fallen, thankfully once faithful always faithful. 

It took me twenty minutes to get to the first signs of damage. It was pretty gruesome. Trees were orange with fire and already turning to charcoal. The greenery was scorched and there were shards and large splinters. About five more minutes into the woods the charred and overturned dirt began to appear, for which I was thankful because I was sure I was lost at that point damage or no damage. The plowed earth was a lot smaller than I would have thought. Maybe there should have been more destruction from my point of view, but that was quickly and effectively driven from my mind when I saw what had impacted the Earth. 

It was about the size of a bathysphere and just as round. It didn't have any kind of viewport. It was silver in hue and as reflective as a mirror. I could see myself only slightly distorted by the curvature of the object. I was bookishly handsome—I'd always thought—with narrow features and a thin nose somewhat on the long side. I liked to swim and run so I had the aerobic physique, well defined but with not a lot of muscle to speak of. I had hawkish green eyes and coal-black hair. I was wearing a gray T-shirt that said "I Want to Believe" and some thick dark-blue jeans and a pair of canvas low-tops. I ran my hands through my short-cut hair and stared mouth agape. I stumbled to it and poked it with a stick. Then I held the stick to the surface of the object. It didn't burst into flames, and then I thought about radiation. That made me give a big swallow. I felt fine now but who knew. I took a couple of circuits around it and it was seamless. It was on my second lap around the craft when I saw a red flash. It was more or less even with me, a little higher and off kilter to the left a good bit. Looking closer I saw it was a red flashing triangle with a strange symbol that I had never seen before. 

It seemed like a warning to me, but against what I did not know. I don't know what came over me but I poked the symbol with my finger. Yeah, I know foreign contact, don't touch it with your actual hand and all that, but I was still a little drunk. The impetus of every science-fiction horror story ever aside the symbol changed to a four-pronged symbol that reminded me of a hand. The fingers were longer than mine but the hand was thinner. Still doing my best to emulate the configuration of digits and push it to the smooth shiny surface of the object. 

There was a hiss and a gust of air as a large section of the top and a smaller section at the bottom separated. It was obvious the bottom portion was a boarding ramp but the uneven keel of the object made it stick up in the air at a funny angle. Figuring that I was still alive so I decided I was already waist deep in it, so what could a little more hurt?

Clambering up the boarding ramp what I saw shocked me profoundly. It was an alien; it was an unmistakably female alien. She was tall. I am about six foot three inches and she had a good foot—almost two—on me. While her waist was model slim her breasts were extremely large. I realized some of it was due to proportion, but beyond that her tight-fitting purple space suit stretched tightly around her bountiful chest. It looked right though, not inappropriately proportioned. Her arms were slim and shapely and I noticed that her hips were very wide giving her the epitome of the hourglass figure. Her face had what I would only describe as avian features.

Her eyes were somewhat big but narrow and canted. Her nose was long and thin, but it gave her a regal look. Her lips were big and pillowy. She had a delicately pointed chin. The odd thing was her skin was a light, pale shade of lavender. She had hair it was worked into a braid that left no hair out of place and the braid was so long she had pinned it up. The lack of bangs showed off smallish ears that bore the slightest point at the back. I moved over her, there wasn't a lot of room in the pod. Light pink blood stained her suit in places and she was not in the best of condition. I saw several large cuts around her face. 

Trying to preserve her modesty as much as possible I peeled back her suit from the biggest wound and it was terrible. There was a piece of shrapnel in it and it wouldn't stop bleeding. I put her suit back and pressed down trying to staunch the bleeding. I reached to her neck to check her pulse and I felt a strong grip on my arm. Four fingers grabbed my forearm painfully. They were gloved so I couldn't make out any details. 

What happened next was hard to describe. Her eyes snapped open. She had no whites, just colored iris and a large obsidian black pupil. It started our round but contracted to the tiniest of slits. Suddenly my head was full of brief images and sensations. I felt her pain, it burned like nothing I'd ever felt, but somehow I knew it was worse for her. Through the flush of sensations I picked out a symbol like the one on the pod door but with a different image in the middle. Something told me it was their symbol for first aid. Understanding I nodded and she let go closing her eyes again. 

Looking around I found a small hexagonal box with the symbol and opened it. Inside there were pads of varying lengths and sizes. They looked like band aids. I pulled one out of the pads and opened it. The adhesive was silver and sticky, some came off on my finger but it didn't remain. I think it absorbed into my skin. It was pretty self-explanatory. 

I knew I had to put it on the big wound but there was the metal shrapnel to deal with.

"I can't put it on if you've got a piece of metal in you." I said. When I finished speaking there was another flash just telling me to put it on. So, I did. She hissed but soon gray shiny ooze was coming from the bandage. It looked like metal. 

"Whoa..." I muttered. 

There was another flash and I got the feeling that it was tiny robots. 

"Nano-machines..." I said breathlessly. 

Another impatient flash affirming my guess, "Oh, sorry..." I mumbled putting more of the smaller bandages on her wounds. She would give more flashes and I'd tend her wounds. I was worried because the flashes were getting weaker. I realized that these were just temporary measures and she had to get help.

"I-I need to get you to a hospital." I said. Another flash, just a single button; I found it and pushed it without hesitation. The pod began to seal up. 

"No! No! No!" I yelled pushing against the closing sides in futility. There were no more flashes. She was completely unconscious. The pod lurched and I was flung past her to the wall of the pod. Despite the initial lurch the orb smoothed out and began to rise. The systems began to dim and there were several flashing symbols and words on a holographic display that popped up. 

I began to feel a pull in my stomach and suddenly I was unconscious. 

The Homeworld

I woke up and the first thing I registered was that I was incredibly comfortable. Then I realized I was in a oval shaped shell of a bed that was packed with blankets and pillows of some material that had the sheen of silk and the softness of high-thread cotton. 

Looking over the edge I noticed the bed was hovering. I didn't have time to ponder how cool that was because there was a soft woosh and I looked at the oval-shaped door and the far end opening. In strode another of the tall alien women but she was a little shorter and darker lavender in color and her hair was dark, dark red where the first's had been a kind of deep honey blonde. This one had three braids that she let hang before braiding them into a large braid that hung down to her butt. 

She had blue eyes and a thin waist. She was like the other one. Her breasts were only slightly smaller and her hips just as wide. She had the same slim waist shapely thighs and calves and svelte arms. I noticed for the first time that she didn't wear the square-toed boots of the first and they had four toes that appeared to be in the same configuration as their hands, even a thumb. It wasn't like my rounded fingers they came to graceful points and were long. She didn't have gloves like the first. She had finger nails like mine painted off-white and rounded immaculately, but she didn't keep them long. She smiled and I noticed that most of her teeth were flat and even, but her eye teeth were fairly pointy. Still it wasn't an I'm-going-to-eat-you smile, it was a friendly smile. 

"Good afternoon," she said, her voice was deep but still light and feminine. At first I was going to reply but then I realized I could understand her.

"H-How?" I stuttered out.

"Oh, we put a translator in your ear while you were unconscious. The initial g-force from the warp jump knocked you out good." 

She pulled up a hover stool and looked at a chart that was more like an electronic tablet. "Your vitals are in line with the baseline tests we took from your race. The supplements, nano-machines, and your brain waves all look appropriate."

She stood up and went to a nearby counter and I got a good view of her bottom. It was large but proportional. The tightness of her uniform (I also saw the same symbol for first aid on her shoulder that I had seen on the kit in the pod) accentuated it gloriously. It molded flawlessly over each large cheek. I had several rapid hot flashes of an interesting take on first contact. 

She turned to me and smiled, a sultry smile and she shook her head, "While I appreciate the opinion of my butt and the appeal of laying with you human it would be grossly unprofessional of me to lay with a patient under my care."

"How did you know I was..." I stammered.

She sauntered back over and sat on the edge of my bed-pod-thing. Despite her earlier remark her big bottom found its home on my thigh. It felt soft but firm, like it had just enough jiggle to be appealing. She was heavier than I thought she would be despite her height.

"We are an empathic race. We can't read minds but we can transmit emotions, as well as, simple ideas and images easily, especially if we're not guarding ourselves. Because you had completely unguarded contact with Anixa—the pilot—you are now empathic through her."

"Oh, so... you knew that I was... aroused." 

"Shamefully so, but in a culture as open as ours we take it as a compliment, most of the time." She stroked my face, "I really want to be grossly unprofessional." She relaxed and let me feel her emotions and I could tell she was curious. I blushed, "You'll get used to it, human."

"My name is Leon, Leon Blackthorn." I said trying to fight off the blush knowing she was feeling my embarrassment. She smiled and took my hand stroking it gently with her thumb. She leaned forward and I could see more of her large bosom. She seemed to enjoy my unguarded torment. 

"Sorry," she said, "It's just so cute that you find me attractive and can't guard your emotions. It's not fair to you."

"It's okay." I said, meaning it. 

"Well, not really because of what I have to do next."

"What's that?" I said nervously.

"We have to kill you. You're a primitive race and we can't have you wandering around our glorious homeworld with your dirty caveman ways. Sorry." 

I balked and pushed her off in a hurry my hand firmly pushed against her rump and I got a flash of surprise from her. She stood up. 

"Especially now that our lower gravity has made you stronger," she said in shock. She sat back down more of her ass on my thighs and she smiled, "No, no don't worry." She said holding my hand, "We're not going to do anything to you. In fact we just spent the last two weeks expanding your lifespan by hundreds of years. We don't want you to die because your link with Anixa is so strong that if you or she were to die then the other would follow seconds after, and we aren't in the habit of killing sentient species especially since they can't exactly leave the planet." She giggled and wiggled her rump in a kind of apology. She was happy by another naughty bit of emotion from me. 

"Alright, this is the serious bit, so pay attention." She cleared her throat, "Leon Blackthorn, I am Danzi Uril, Chief Medical Scientist for Citadel our capital city of our homeworld of Ambrona of the system you call Alpha Centauri."

I nodded and she continued. 

"You saved Anixa Urala a flight lieutenant in the Ambronian Shield Patrol Fleet, Alpha Squadron. More importantly, she is the youngest daughter of the three children of our glorious ruler Empress Alora Urala IX."

"Is that why I'm not dead?" I said still very, very nervous. 

"No, no, my joke aside we wouldn't kill you, but you are given special consideration by our empress."

I raised an eyebrow.

"Well this represents an... exciting opportunity. We were not a mono-gendered race, but over the past millennium our men have all died out from a rare genetic mutation that caused them all to pass away."

"I'm sorry," I said.

"That's sweet, Leon, but the last man died before I was born. Our whole culture has already adapted to a mono-gendered race. We use cloning and artificial insemination to insure female children. Anyway, to our opportunity..." She was wringing her hands, "We... appropriated your physiology." 

"What? I said in shock.

"Well, preliminary scans of your physiology showed baseline human traits matching those we took in—let's see, human years—1969 when you landed on your moon, Luna. We had a fleet patrolling beyond the planet you call Mars and we took several remote scans of several regions of the Earth. Well, when you came back with Lady Urala we took the opportunity over the past two weeks to run some in-depth tests with our newest technology. We found that our physiologies are more compatible than we previously assumed. So, with the authorization of the empress we began modifying you.

"What?" No one ever accused me of an extensive vocabulary. 

"Um..." She wiggled more out of discomfort than playfulness this time, "Well, due to your empathic link we gave you many supplements and nano-machines. You'll live easily as long as us, about one thousand years easily. You'll age extremely slowly and heal faster. We also corrected many of your latent genetic and physiological problems--you have perfect human vision for example. Naturally the empress, not to mention Lady Urala, would be upset at being limited to sixty years of life."

"Well, that's nice of you..." Honestly I didn't know what to think. I was going to live for over one thousand years.

She furrowed her brow, "You might rethink that when you realize you're now technically property of the Ambronian Empire."

"What!" I exclaimed. 

"You say that word a lot." She said crossing her arms. 

"Why?" 

"That's our opportunity... on a hunch—and this is my fault—I and my team decided to augment your male chromosome with the chromosome of an Ambronian male." She shushed me when I tried to speak up. "We hoped to use the adaptability that human genes seemed to possess with the damaged genes of our people. It worked. Your cute little mammalian genes helped repair the issue in our avian DNA." She let her guard down and let me feel her genuine regret.

"So? What? Do I have to repopulate your whole race?" I tried to make light of my situation. 

Danzi smiled and giggled, "Yes and no," she said, "we can hold and recombine the samples we took for about a week, but your human seed does not remain viable in frozen ovum like our cloned samples do and it does not seem to retain its structure like ours when it's cloned. So we need regular samples. Thankfully for you, you can give them in very comfortable... even pleasurable ways..." She blushed this time. The empress will be here tomorrow and detail your actual rights and duties." However, there are good benefits." She pointed to my crotch and I looked under the blankets. I didn't remember being that endowed. We both blushed.

"Yes," there were some side-effects, "You're as... big as the biggest male on record... because we used him for his superlative genes... anyway, while you lack the four testicles of our males your mammalian-avian DNA mix has enlarged them out of your species' norms, but we don't see any hampering of activity." 

I looked down again and they were quite large, about the size of golf balls, my dick was bigger, but I knew I wasn't fully aroused so there was no telling. 

"The fascinating side-effect is that your testicles are now two hundred percent more effective than either your or males of my species. I don't think you want the anatomical specifics." She was reading my emotions again. "Don't be mad, please. We just—"

"No, it's okay... It's just a lot to get my head around."

"Humans get their heads around—"

"I mean process."

"Oh." 

"I think I'll be okay with it. I mean, I always wanted to go into space, and I mean this is the dream to make contact with an alien race." I yawned. 

Danzi began to fuss, "Your metabolism is still trying to adjust."

"That and I'm cold." I said.

"We live on a cold planet, Leon. There are methods to alleviate that." She sauntered away and I frowned. I must have let something through because she assured me she'd be right back. Oh and was she, with considerably less professional attire. It looked to be a nightgown of a silky shiny material. It didn't have lace but had ribbons across the top of the shoulders showing off bits of flesh. The neckline plunged down, but it was modest enough. The color of choice was black with the ribbons being white.


Love at First Contact Ch. 01



She was reading my emotions again, "While we shouldn't copulate, Leon, I would be a poor doctor if I let you freeze." I smiled sheepishly and moved the covers aside for her to slide in. Danzi moved elegantly into the pod and snuggled up to me. She was warm. The height difference meant that my head was resting against her bust. Her hands wrapped around me and I felt peaceful. She gave a kind of purring murmur, and I could tell that she was pleased. 

"Oh," she said gently rubbing my chest, "I was not lying earlier, you're also stronger than us because of the low gravity and the treatments. Don't go abusing it." She gave a small laugh. 

"I won't." I said, "Where is the woman from the space pod?" 

"She already recovered and back in the palace at home, she'll be visiting tomorrow. I imagine she'll want to thank you, but you never know with the military types, different castes and all that." She pulled me deeper into her embrace. Feeling like a teddy bear I was significantly warmer and soon drifted off to sleep. I had the most peaceful vivid sleep I'd ever had. There was no talking during my dreams, but I spent a lot of my time near Danzi. The familiar feeling of sharing emotions washed over me. It was a nice sleep. I woke up in the dark lying atop the beautiful alien doctor. My head was comfortably resting atop her breasts. 

"Good morning, Leon." She said stroking my hair, "Big day for you today. " I smiled and was letting my contentedness and arousal be known, though I had no idea how to contain it anyway. The strangest question entered my mind, however, and she read my curiosity. 

"It's a bit awkward," I figured they had shapely thighs and large bottoms because they relied more on their legs than their arms but, "You're avian, but why do you have breasts." 

Danzi giggled, "Oh, well we lay eggs and they hatch, but we also nurse our offspring, and we can have up to four eggs at a time so they get quite large, proportions between our species notwithstanding." 

"Oh, I was just curious." I said. 

"No harm in that, we are often proud about our bodies and will accept nearly every comment positively." She smiled. She sat up and stretched dumping me out of my happy soft position. She touched something on her side of the pod and the black tint on the windows around the round room lightened a bit letting in soft white sunlight. 

"A white star?" I asked.

"Bluish." She replied, stretching. 

She ushered me around and took me to the bathroom. It was a steam shower that got very hot and it took me a while to get the right temperature. I noticed that I seemed to have less body hair, I asked and Danzi said that it was part of the avian bits in my sex characteristics. I never had much to begin with on my chest because of my swimming, so it didn't bother me. 

We bathed in separate stalls and she came out dressed in her doctor uniform, I was shivering in a towel. I didn't have a thing to wear. Danzi clucked her tongue and bustled off—rump shaking softly and warming me somewhat—and returned with clothes that were more my size and shape. 

"We had these made; it beats that oversized medical gown." They were gray in tone and less shiny than her garb. It looked a bit like wool but felt like cotton and was thicker than most autumn clothes I had ever worn back on Earth. "We tried to model them after what you wore. I looked at the articles. There was a pair of boxer briefs, and those boot-like socks but with a square-toed configuration for my five toes. The soles were thick. There was a pair of thick gray slacks and double breasted jacket like Danzis but cut more masculine than hers. It was secured by what felt like magnet. There was also a pair of five-fingered gloves. 

"Thank you." I said sliding the underwear on under my towel before disrobing and hanging up the towel. I felt a flash of disappointment from Danzi. 

"What?" I said flashing a smile at her. She crossed her arms and shook her head. I slid the jacket on but didn't button it just yet. Danzi giggled but she had her mental shield up because I got no flashes as to why. 

"What's so funny?" I asked smiling sliding one of the thick-soled socks and pulled them over the slacks like she was wearing hers. 

"I think it's cute that you have five little toes." She said smiling. They're cute like bookrat toes." 

"Bookrat?" I asked and she pulled up an image on her small pad. It was an animal that looked like the cross between a cat and a rabbit. It had pointed cat ears with tufts of fur a sleek body and rabbit feet. It's forepaws were actually like little hands with three fingers. It was cute.

"We keep them as pets, they eat berries and nuts." She informed.

"You know, that my toes aren't little, proportionately speaking, don't you?"

She made a dismissive sound brought me a bowl of something that looked suspiciously like coarse oatmeal with some kind of fruit. "Eat." She ordered, "It's high calorie for your increased metabolism." I ate, it wasn't the best thing I'd ever eaten but it was heavy warm and filling. 

"It was interesting mapping your physiology." Danzi said, "We're very similar life forms, the anaphylactic issues with our food were fixable with baseline nano-machines. We both drink water. We knew we were similar, but we never knew how much. We both have double helix and the same DNA composition. In fact my preliminary models showed that our two races would have produced viable, if sterile, children unaided." She smiled and kissed me on the lips none too innocently, "Thank you for being so interested." 

I smiled happily, but that reminded me of my dreams. "Danzi, when I dreamed last night I was with you... not doing anything specific, just with you. I felt like you were there with me though, with me." 

"Oh, when two empathic creatures sleep in close proximity to one another their subconscious emotions mingle and we commune. It can be sexual, but mostly they're simply intimate. Don't worry about waking people reading your emotions and images, subconscious feelings are different and can only be felt by subconscious minds."

"So, when were you planning to make contact with humanity?" I asked.

"Mm... our official doctrine is to wait for first contact... while we haven't made contact before with any other race we feel that to make contact will bring only animosity and mistrust." She supplied.

"So what does that make me?" I asked putting my empty bowl aside and accepting a tall thin glass of some kind of juice. It was bitter like grapefruit and I passed it back, she gave me something sweeter and it was more acceptable.

"Special..." she said with unease in her eyes. She let me feel her unease, "I don't know what is going to happen to you, but you've shown yourself to be accepting, kind, and very, very sweet. You saved one of our most important people and you haven't tried to harm any of us." She sighed. "You are an example of all good things that your race has to offer... and we simply used you for our own ends. I used you." She dropped her guard and I felt a wave or regret and intense sorrow. 

I put my glass down and stood up. She was still sitting so we were more at height with one another. I took her delicate face in my hands and looked into her sad eyes. "I'm a little upset, but this is my dream." I told her, "I don't think I would want to go back to Earth if your empress let me." She smiled at feeling my emotions. I kissed her and she kissed me back. Her hands wrapped around my back and we fell into the pod. We didn't make love, and I had made love before. This was better. Our feelings washed over one another. It was purer. Her breasts pushed against my chest and I grabbed her rump. Her long legs wrapped lithely around my ass. 

She was moaning and grinding against me, and the most surprising thing happened. We orgasmed. Not physically, but we both felt the small death of passion. We continued to kiss but in an after-glow way. 

"You mammals are passionate..." Danzi said breathing her large breasts heaving. 

"We didn't even..." I said a little embarrassed. 

"Oh, it's common," she said grabbing my bottom, "feels good doesn't it." 

"It's the best sex I've never had." I said smiling. 

Danzi smiled, "You should try the more traditional method, Leon... it's much better." 

I grabbed her foot and rubbed it. She grabbed me back with her foot. I don't know why I did it but a flash from her said she'd find it endearing and pleasurable. "Does your kind prefer empathic sex?"

Danzi rubbed her head moving around her unbraided hair, "That's tricky, there is a whole cadre of women who focus on it, meaning they can create whole empathic scenarios, but the majority see it as..." I noticed the lag in her speech and realized it was our translators trying to search for the right word to beam into our brains, "foreplay? Is that the word?"

I nodded, "My people use physical foreplay to get... in the mood."

"Physical?" Danzi looked puzzled, "I think I'd like to try that one time, is it more than rubbing and touching bodies?" 

"Much more," I said letting the feeling slip what little guards I had naturally built up. It hadn't taken me long to use some of the standard theories I had worked out, mental-wall stuff, you know. 

For the first time I saw Danzi blush in genuine shock. Her cheeks deepened to almost mauve in hue, "I think I would really like to try that." She said emphatically. If felt disappointment. More than professionalism blocked the doctor from physical pursuits. 

"I think you declared me medically sound a long time ago." I said crossing my arms.

She nodded, "I'm under orders to not engage you in sexual activity—mental sex was pushing it. I even have to keep my staff away from you. They haven't seen you since your initial augmentations and surgeries." Danzi wrung her hands, "The empress wants to analyze you personally before clearing you for," she used air quotes, it was adorable, "'greater contact with our race.'" She crossed her own arms over her large breasts pushing them pleasingly together. "I'm not even supposed to teach you the basic cordial techniques that every little girl learns so you can't hide your feelings from her, but you're a smart handsome mammal and seem to have figured some of it out naturally."

"I like to do Zen Buddhist meditation." I said offhand, she didn't ask what it was. "No, I get it. I'm an unknown, foreign entity to your race that you have... given a lot of advanced medical technology to. You're right to worry I suppose. My race would probably have dissected one of you by now." I tried to smile but I got the most horrible flash from her.

"They did, two of my research staff... Roswell, New Mexico—"

"Oh, shit..." I breathed, "I didn't even know, a lot of humans don't think it's even real." I held her hands tightly.

"I know, but I was young you'd just started nuclear tests, we were curious and sent a scout team... we didn't think you'd use such big bombs so soon because we didn't when we split the atom." Danzi told me about how she monitored the suit biofeedback and that one survived the crash, but the other lived for hours before dying. The good part, if you dared call it that, was that the initial survivor died of radiation poisoning and wasn't killed by human scientists.

"It took you twenty more years to develop mainframes that we could access remotely. That's when I learned of the autopsies." She looked down in sadness. 

"I'm so sorry," I said rubbing her back.

"No, you weren't even alive then, Leon, you didn't know, and further more your people aren't actually at fault. It was my fault, I wasn't careful enough. The empress just sees it as two of us dying on your soil so she's mistrustful. With our empathic links it's hard for us to imagine a government with the staggering level of secrecy that yours employs. She's a statesman, she doesn't see St. Peter's Basilica, she sees the Crusades." Tears were running down her cheeks they were pearly in color.

I tried to sooth her, "I suppose I'll just have to be the best ambassador for my people. I'll live for a thousand years either my people will destroy each other or we'll get over it by then..."

"I thought that too, Leon, and honesty we're not perfect either. We've fixed a lot of social issues, but the Unification Wars of Empress Urala I were terrible, bio-terror, nuclear and fusion bombs, but history tends to gloss over that."

I got the sour twinge of bitter feelings, "Let's not dwell on the past, this is an important step for both our races. "

"You're right, and awfully level headed about all this." She said smiling.

"I try, what goes does losing my head over all this do?" She only smiled. 

"Come, help me comb out my hair, it's improper for us to be seen in a public capacity with our hair unbraided. I'd lose my job because of the implications." She said slyly, "Though I was thinking of quitting and practicing painting or something to tell you the truth."

I smiled and we combed her hair out with a series of finer and finer combs and she braided it into the pattern she had when I met her.

"If you're an avian race," I asked, "how come you don't fly?"

"We can fly, we have spaceships." She said, I pinched her bottom, she gave me a full empathic flush of lusty desire and it stopped me there.

"You know what I meant." I said clearing my throat.

"I know, I do have my doctorate," she smiled, "How hard do you think it would be to fly with these babies." She said cupping her large breasts with small hands, "Or this big ass." She rubbed her rump slowly and smacked it. "Oh yes, we know exactly how good we look, Leon." She said playfully, "No, my amorous advances aside at some point in our evolution the men continued to fly and we became flightless brooders for our eggs. The men could fly up until the last. It's no big loss."

"Why do you torture me?" I said horny and exasperated.

"For fun," she said kissing me full on the lips, "We are a very 'free-loving' race. Empathic links lead to a very public culture, so instead of trying to hide it all the time we embrace it. We're not having sex with each other on the street, but we do tend to love freely and often. Still, your human passion is like a drug to me, you feel so much, so often, and you're thinking of me and the empress's daughter so often... in varying levels of eroticism I can't help but be flirty with you." She held my head to her bosom tightly, "I'm also doing it to get you used to when other women will do it to you. I'm actually being very modest and do have shackles from higher up binding me. The empress will play stateswoman and be cordial and reserved, but she'll probably throw you to her three daughters for the fun of it."

"That's a lot to take in." I said, flustered by her openness. 

"I know, sweetie, we have an easier time processing our emotions than you, but you'll learn." She gently hugged me to her breasts again. I don't think it was intentional, more a result of the height difference. 

"Come along it's time to meet our ruler." She gave me a rundown on cordial behavior with her people's royalty. We walked through a hall to an atrium. I saw the homeworld for the first time. Blankets of alabaster snow covered the ground and purple-leaved trees that grew out wide and flat like those on thin ones in Africa. In the sunroom itself which was glass with ornate metal supports of the barest minimum. I saw the bluish light of the sun, but I didn't think Alpha Centauri was bluish, maybe it was the atmosphere I didn't know. Maybe there was more than one solar system and she picked the closest I might be familiar with, maybe it was a translation bug. Who knew, and who really cared. 

All around were plush backless chairs and ottomans. Royal decoration covered the floor and walls. I sat down on one of the couches and looked at the deep reds and purples that made up the colors of the royal house. Danzi sat away from me but was flooding my mind with calming thoughts. I took a deep breath and waited. Not long after the outside doors to the atrium opened and in walked four people. They were all wearing heavy cloaks that had a royal bearing about them. They were thick like an animal skin. Simultaneously they disrobed and hung the garments on nearby coat hooks. I picked out. Anixa before I even saw a flash of honey-colored hair. Our link was strong indeed. There were no barriers between us and I could tell she was shocked, only our physical distance seemed to lessen the bond. She flashed worried feelings and I tried to flash calming ones, but she seemed too preoccupied. 

The other two daughters looked like twins, they had copper hair, were about four inches shorter than their taller younger sister. They had wide hips, but were not quite as busty. Their hair was two braids woven into one big one. They had yellow eyes and seemed happy enough. They smiled at me, but I didn't dare smile back. They seemed to understand and I got a flash of frustration directed toward their mother. 

Empresss Alora Urala IX was just as pretty as her daughters, in a more mature way. She was light lavender like Anixa and had her daughter's deep green eyes as well, she was the tallest, bustiest, and widest-hipped, but something told me that Ambronian woman only got more attractive with age. She had long white hair done in nine smaller braids that came to one single rope-like braid. While Anixa wore her military dress uniform and her twin daughters (probably determined first and second by mere seconds) wore elegant evening-gown like attire with sashes from head to toe, the queen was dressed to the nines. Her massive breasts were held in a toga-like dress that went well below where her navel should have been (being born from eggs there was no umbilical, so no bellybutton). It draped sexily down the sides and over legs that went on forever. Her colors were red and purple and she wore gold jewelry on her ankles, wrists, neck, ears, and a stunning diadem of gold, silver, and gems on her head. Her lips were delicately painted a purple-pink color. Her nails were similarly painted and for the first time I saw a woman wearing high heels. Her avian feet were in a stiletto heeled sandal. As warm as Danzi made me this race had no problem with cold.

I stood and bowed deeply. Anixa bowed curtly and the twins wanted to show off their mile and half of cleavage. The empress did not bow, but she did extend her hand. After a brief moment of hesitation I shook it. It was a nice mutual greeting. 

"Leon Blackthorn, citizen of Earth." She said her voice was lighter than I would have thought, it had an almost girlish quality but still spoke of womanly experience.

"Empress Alora Urala of Ambrona." I said making sure to speak evenly. She bade me sit and we did, close but still across from one another. The daughters sat behind their mother. 

"These are Opha and Ephie my first and second daughters though they're actually twins." The empress said. "You have already met my youngest Anixa. I will not mince words, human."

"I do not expect you to, your majesty." I meant it and the subtlest of smiles crept over her full lips.

"You saved my daughter that alone would give you your pick of one million women and a harem to keep them in; I love my daughters very much. However, Chief Danzi, a long-time friend of the royal family, has sent reports that you are... accepting of what we have forced upon you."

I nodded though my unguarded mind probably made that clear. I was holding back some very imperial thoughts at the moment. I took a little pleasure in noting that it gave the empress pause. She cleared her throat and looked down for the briefest of seconds. Human passion was apparently awesome. She looked back to me, "As such, we have decided to make you a citizen with all the rights and privileges that entails. You may vote in policy elections, hold public office if you can attain it, you are free to move and go anywhere. There are some stipulations due to your special nature. We ask that any trips off the homeworld to any of our colonies be cleared, that you travel with some form of guard, and you also may no seek off-world military station or combat roles. However, you are free to apply for our military should it please you." She opened her hands in a placating gesture. 




Love at First Contact Ch. 01



"You may not harm any woman nor force yourself upon her... though I doubt that will not be an issue. It is clear that you are stronger than us by a... noticeable degree, and believe me we are not weaklings." 

I nodded and the empress gave a small smile. "You are considered by us to be an ambassador of your race and as such have full access to the royal palace. Do you understand these gifts and limitations, Leon Blackthorn of Earth?"

"Yes, your highness." I said sincerely. 

"Then we are done with the formal state business. Now, I would like to formally extend an invitation to have lunch with me, privately, at your quarters in the palace this afternoon. The good chief has offered to be your aide and my youngest your guard."

"I'd be honored on all counts, Empress Urala." I said standing and bowing again. She bowed her head slightly and turned to leave with the twins, she sashayed the whole way her very large butt moving flawlessly. When they were gone Danzi and Axina descended on me very quickly. 

"Did you see that? He made my mother blush like a schoolgirl!" Axina squealed. 

"I didn't—" I said.

"Mentally." She replied. 

The two women fawned over me for a good while. I said that I would like to see my room in the palace. They ushered me out promptly between them their hips knocking into me as they strutted. For the first time I saw other women just going about their day-to-day activities. They looked curious, but I had a feeling word of the human ambassador was spreading quickly. It was cold out in the snow, but soon enough I was being pushed into a cab and we drove a few miles (yes, it was a hover-car) the palace was huge, if I had to hazard a guess it was the size of a large town. Its turrets were skyscrapers. Domes of crystal-looking material held massive gardens. 

There were various landing pads and we used one near the tops. Thousands of women in various different forms of dress mulled about bellow laughing, talking, I even saw a few kissing one another. The halls were clean and Spartan but somehow warm and regal in their lines and interior. Thick carpets ran the halls. They took me through two double doors. The room was the size of a large house. The sitting room was the size of some living rooms. The women went around showing me the interfaces for their version of internet and T.V. Then they took me to what I would call a den. It had many chairs and pillows. There was a room of hardwood that had a marble swimming pool, one of those endless ones. 

There was a large enclosed balcony that was a large garden or small forest. At the center overlooking a gorgeous snow-covered vista there was the Ambronian version of the hot-tub. It was a small swimming pool. The apartment wasn't really made for my size, but it wasn't unusable. 

I walked back in and Danzi opened her jacket and showed her breasts bound only by a bra that looked too small. I walked back to the bedroom and it was fantastic. The bed was massive (and hovering). There were more chairs. I walked back out and Danzi began flicking through T.V. channels on the wall with a flick of her wrist. 

Anixa was still mostly dressed, she had taken off her gloves and was lounging not looking at anything in particular. I sat next to her and she looked at me. 

"How are you?" I asked. 

"Very well, thank you, ambassador." Her eyes crinkled happily. 

"How are you handling our... unique link?" 

Anixa looked at me and I felt a flush of her stronger emotions. "At first I was upset, even with the augments, but then I realized that sixty years would have been better than bleeding to death so far from home. Then I woke up and saw your picture and read Danzi's reports about how adorable you are and I'm coming around to it." She touched the side of my face. "I am not used to being unguarded, empress's daughter, military woman. You have me at a disadvantage that I'm not comfortable with, Leon."

"I understand that, it's strange to me as well, but I love you in a way I don't understand."

"I know," she said, "I do, too." She gave a knowing smile and I took her hand and kissed her finger. 

"But, what about Danzi or the other women I'm expected to... entertain?"

She gave a melodious laugh, "I don't care... in fact I'd like to watch..." I knew she wasn't lying. I smiled bashfully. 

"What about participating?" I said slyly.

"Happily." She smiled a more wolfish smile. The words were feeling superficial. The amount of empathic traffic going between us said more than the best vocal repartee. I leaned in and kissed her. It was strange having to elevate myself, but her lips were soft and her body was firm. My hands slid across her thigh and I fiddled with the clasps on her uniform. She exhaled sharply her breasts pushing upward against me. 

"Mm..." She said, "I would love to enjoy you and Danzi, but my mother is going to be here in ten minutes and she's going to wring you out. That's what you get for exciting her. Oh, don't feel nervous she's a romantic. I'd say she needs it. She's so melancholy lately that she's even having a hard time containing her feelings."

Danzi walked in in her bra and a thong like garment. "Come on, Anixa get in your tight civilian pants we're going to buy some things for us and the esteemed ambassador." She smiled and kissed my neck. I got a flash that she really wanted to cuddle again, with me and Anixa. I slapped her butt and she scampered off giggling to herself. Anixa stood up and slipped off her jacket. I looked at her long thin waist and she turned and smiled at my lust. 

"Try to put a hitch in mother's regal walk." She said. Soon the girls were off to go shopping and I was alone. It wouldn't be long before there was chime from the doorbell and two tall guards stood at attention. They had some kind of pistol at their waists and swords across their backs. 

"Ambassador." They said in unison before stepping back. Three girls came in toting lunch. They set it out in the sitting room and left. The guards stepped back in and announced the empress and they took up positions by the door. The empress walked in. She'd changed. The toga dress was replaced by a more modern cut one with a large slit up the side. She still had sashes and drapes around her waist and arms. 

"Ambassador." She said nodding her head and smiling. 

"Empress," I ushered her into the room and seated her, "Thank you for providing lunch, your majesty."

"You're welcome, but please, considering the way you know my daughter call me Alora when we're in such a private setting."

"Very well, Alora." I said and we doled out some food for one another. She sat next to me and was not shy about showing off her curves.

"So, Leon," she said, "Have you slept with my daughter yet?" She smiled a small smile, "No? Well it will not be long, but I am glad to get the first... physical crack at you." 

"Your majesty, I think you may presume too much from our visit." I said teasing her with a small touch. 

"Perhaps, Leon, but I remember those flashes. I must confess that I have not had intimacy with anyone for a long time. I don't want you to think this is because you are... male... all of my life's contact has been, like most, with women." She put her hand on my chest and nipped my ear. "The role of empress is a lonely one. My hands were on her hips. "Are you ready to enjoy each other's minds?" She said, and I could tell she was brimming with emotion. 

"I am, and I have... distinctly human practices to bring to the women of your empire." I said kissing her long neck. 

"Really?" She said backing off, "Show me, ambassador, I'm very eager."

I slid her dress from her shoulders and felt many little magnets let go. She aided me and unleashed her massive breasts. Unlike Danzi she was not wearing a bra. I held her breast in my hand and kissed it. I took a dark lavender nipple in my mouth and sucked it. Meanwhile the broil of emotions kicked up.

"That's nothing new, Leon." She said teasing me with the other breast. I only smiled after all I was only getting warmed up. I slid my hand down the front of her dress and pushed my fingers deeply into her alien pussy. It felt similar enough. Danzi had said our two species were compatible enough. 

"What?" She said in shock. "This... oh!" She lurched in pleasure, "We don't do this... it's... different. She pulled my hand from her dress and stood to let it slide over her wide hips.

"Oh, I'm naked." She teased, "What else can you do to me, Leon?" I smiled and began kissing down her front fondling her tits. My lips pushed hotly against her lavender skin. The physical and the empathic began to mingle. By the time my lips were wrapped around her dripping sex she was moaning and I was unbelievably horny. Her legs slipped around my shoulders and she bucked her pelvis into my face. I slipped my tongue into her slit. 

"Oh, that's not fair... you magnificent mammal!" She cried out. She was fondling her breasts and I was sinking my fingers into her big rump. "Grab that ass, lover! Eat my pussy!" She demanded and I obliged. When she physically orgasmed I was drenched. Still, she was happy to lick and suck her nectar off of my face. She pushed her tongue down my throat and I fought back. "This physical foreplay is... great... what do women do for the men in your race?"

I smiled and she smiled at the flashes. She pulled my cock from my pants and rubbed it with her hand. "Like this?" She asked licking the fully erect member with her deep mauve tongue. "This is nice..." Despite never pleasing a man she sucked it hard and hot. It was slick with her spit before she pushed it between her large tits. "Does this feel good?" She asked as I fucked her breasts.

"Very good, Alora..." I moaned cum erupting from between her purple breasts. She was shocked but licked her lips. 

"So much..." she mused, "You're supposed to be incredibly virile, you know..."

"Does it still look hard to you, your highness?" 

"Very." She replied She pushed me onto a couch and straddled me her bottom facing me. "Oh, skies above, it's huge!" She bounced her big bottom up and down on my foot and then some of cock. I slapped her ass freely careful of my strength. The empress was happily moaning and screaming her joy. My poor body couldn't stand it anymore and I came inside of her. Spasm after spasm wracked my body as the beautiful ruler rode out my orgasm screaming as she merged her own with mine. My seed flowed freely from her sex back onto me. Alora leaned forward accentuating her rump and pulling her sex up my shaft. 

"Mmm..." she purred. She pulled her body from my impaling poll. I looked at her cum-soaked sex and my equally messed cock. My shaft was still hard, and the empathic view I was getting of the esteemed empress said she was desired much more. She turned and put her big lips around my cock, I groaned as the empress enthusiastically licked and nursed my shaft. "You taste delicious, ambassador..." she mused, her long pointed tongue licked slowly and eagerly. Her fingers played with the copious amounts of seed still flowing slowly from the swollen head of my cock. "Do Earth women also tend to these?" She said cupping my enhanced balls. "Ah, they do..." she said pushing her lips my large testicles and kissing them. The impact of simultaneous empathic and physical arousal reduced me to a moaning mess of need. When she began to actually suck the golf-ball sized organs I came all over her face. Hot stringy ropes of my seed splattered her visage and she smiled, "It's nice to know I haven't lost my appeal."

I could only make a loud groaning noise under her talented care. 

"It must be so uncomfortable for you to be so aroused. I would be a poor hostess if I didn't see to your every need..." She kissed me her dexterous foot now moving to my shaft. She was naturally too tall to keep both actions going and soon I was looking up the curves of her body as she stood over me. I could see the sheen of her wetness as it trailed rapidly down her thighs. She was surprisingly nimble standing on one foot while the other jerked my cock just as well as her hand had. "I have never felt pleasure like what you have given me, Leon. Thank you." She rubbed faster until another torrent of hot seed escaped my cock and splattered her foot and the lower part of her long leg. She then crawled back over me and kissed yet again, "I know you want to ravage me, human..." she said licking my ear and nipping the lobe, "Your passions are so wild and endearing, especially to an older woman. The way you lust for my curves... appeals to me."

She turned around once more and positioned herself over the arm of the low couch we were on. She wiggled her rump which was a substantial motion, believe me. I took my position behind her and pushed my cock to her rump. I was pleased to hear her groan in desire. However, I decided to tease her first. I put my lips to the light lavender of her back and trailed hot kisses down her spine. She whimpered and I felt the unique flashes of disappointment and anticipation. Feeling a little guilty I worked my hard member into the cleft of her ass and rubbed it up and down. She was a little taken aback by this move but she murmured her approval. 

Feeling it wasn't the best to tease the empress of an entire galactic civilization for too long I placed my hands over her large rump, rubbing her bottom before gripping it firmly before sliding my cock into her sex once again. I began slamming into her immediately. The sound of my pelvis slapping rapidly filled the room, it was soon followed by my grunts of exertion, and finally a cacophony of her moans and whimpers filled the suite. I felt my cock twitch and tighten almost immediately, Alora's pussy clamped over my sex as I came. My alien-enhanced sex seemed to only get harder with the orgasm. The slaps became wetter in sound and Alora threw her head back screaming her ecstasy as she threw her body back into me drenching my lower body in a copious amount of her nectar.

"More, Leon... harder!" She ordered and my hands squeezed her wide hips as I began ramming her now as fast and hard as I dared, I hadn't tried to test my new strength yet, so I still held something in reserved despite her demands. I grunted out another hot torrent and felt it run out of the empress's already full sex. Still she was panting her desire for even more. I was feeling pleasantly tired at this point, and I could definitely keep humping her. He pleasure of hitting her butt drove me on to a third orgasm that flowed down her thick, lavender thighs. Alora also half panted half screamed another substantial orgasm that I felt spray against me. 

"Skies above!" She cried out, "More... please... more..." she panted. 

Now though she slid back down onto the couch and pushed her bottom into the air. I pushed her back down firmly (it was really awkward with her height. I lay atop her and reached underneath to her large breasts. Alora eagerly pressed them into my hands eagerly. I pounded her round ass once again. This was the longest it took us to reach glorious release. A light sheen of sweat formed over both our bodies as we fucked hard. She squirmed and moaned as her cum-filled pussy squeezed my cock harder than it ever had. The empathic sharing we'd been doing was like hot fire, burning and all-consuming but never painful. I felt I knew the empress of an entire people better in one afternoon than I ever would have known in a month of intimate talking. I was kissing and nipping her back as we pressed our bodies into one. It felt good to lose myself in the wash of passion and endearment that Alora and I shared. I didn't even realize that I had cum twice more. Alora smelled of sex, sweat, and some alien flower that mixed and put me at ease. I pulled my softening sex from her swollen one and rubbed her breasts palming them heavily while I inhaled her scent deeply. 

"That was glorious, Leon..." Alora said, her eyes closed like a contented cat, "everything and more..." 

"I'm glad her majesty is happy with this first foray into... Ambrodian-Human relations." I said rubbing her bottom. 

"I see a great potential for many more such talks." Alora said urging me off of her. She walked off toward the bath and I noticed, as I got up to follow her, the slightest of hitches in her sashay. We didn't say much, Alora preferred to let her empathic images show how pleased she was with me, however, I couldn't help but brag just a bit. 

"I made a mess down there." I said slyly. Her ass, thighs, tits, and even her face bore the marks of my virility. 

"Braggadocio does not suit you, ambassador." She said looking back playfully happily displaying her body as a testament to the carnal wreckage. 

"It's not bragging if it's true." I replied.

"Indeed." 

We hit the showers and tenderly cleaned one another. I must have let the thought slip because Alora picked up on it.

"Possible, I'm older not old. If I am I will lay a number of eggs in two months and they will incubate for five more." 

I smiled sheepishly. Believe me or don't but it really isn't telepathy. There's nothing specific, but I suppose when you live with being empathic you learn to pick up on the subtle differences and flavors of emotions. For example, there's love but then there's sexual love, passionate love, platonic love, and parental love. I began to notice that they were babying me. Since I was new to empathic links they often gave very overt hints when they let any emotion through at all. 

"Aren't there tests you can do to know?" I asked putting a hand on her stomach. 

"Certainly, we can even test for gender and provide gene therapy for them." She said putting her hand over mine, "Do not worry so."

"What about our offspring." I said, still worrying. 

"I have read the doctor's projections, and while I do not claim to understand it all the gist of it is that females will be pure blood Ambronian but males will be a sub-species created by the mixing of our two genetic structures." Reading my confusion she added, "From what I understand it's the damaged gene that kills our males that you fix by providing your human gene and that will apparently only manifest itself in a peachy-mauve colored skin, and they won't be able to fly like the males before, but that's not really important for them anymore anyway. For all intents and purposes it's that gene we want to pass on. We would not shun them even if they were vastly different."

She leaned down and kissed me on the lips. I returned it in earnest.

"Would you like help washing your hair?" I asked. I got a small flash of shock and then the warm feeling of a happy Ambronian woman.

"I would like that." She said with a small smile. 

I spent ten minutes unbraiding her long, snow-white hair and another ten washing it. We finished and dried each other off. I loved being so intimate. I had never experienced such a sense of acceptance and belonging. I knelt before the empress and gently dried her legs. Slowly I trailed the towel up between them and over her stomach, standing of course. She surprised me by kneeling and drying me in much the same way. She smiled and we walked back to the bedroom with its massive hovering bed. There we sat naked while I helped her brush out and re-braid her hair. 

"I would love to stay with you like a young girl, but my office calls me." She said, and I felt the earnest melancholy of it. Alora dressed in a change of clothes that her handmaidens must have brought in with the food and we kissed one last time.

"Empress, while I am ambassador of the Humans I am hardly swimming in work. If you ever feel Ambronian-Human relations getting cool invite me over or drop by and we'll warm them back up." I gave an earnest smile. 

"Indeed," she cooed, "However, there are serious matters we will discuss... but there will be time for more dialogues between our races."




Love at First Contact Ch. 01



She was gone shortly after that, the maids came back and cleaned the suite. I thanked them both and they smiled. Ambronians smiled pretty not because they were pretty exactly. Maybe it was the lavender skin. Shrugging I slept in my birthday suit in the nice soft hoverbed. 

The First Week 

The first thing I remember upon waking up that evening after my tryst with Empress Alora was that I was warmer than when I went to sleep. At first I thought it might have been Danzi, and seeing as I didn't see any one on the side I was currently facing I knew a bounty of lavender bust awaited me when I rolled over. He who dares wins, so I slowly rolled over and events were just as I had predicted... to an extent. They weren't Danzi's breasts they were Anixa's. She was wearing their version of a tank top. It held her puppies tight, and wasn't as revealing as some of the day-to-day garb I'd seen, but she pulled it off. I tried not to appear awake, but it was no good.

"You can't pretend to be asleep around me, Leon." She said smiling. 

"I didn't want to disturb you—"

"You can't lie either, you are wondering what kind of panties I am wearing." She was not wrong, I suppose I was only human. The truth was she aroused me and I was feeling a little guilty about having lain with her mother only this afternoon.

"Cute, you're obfuscating your deeper emotions with baser ones." She smiled and stroked the side of my face. It would have worked on me if our link wasn't special. As for my mother it's all right, Leon. As long as you left her happy then we are fine, I know how you feel about me and you know how I feel about you."

That was true I ran my hand along the wide curve of her hip, "What is the deal with our empathic link."

She sighed, "Our doctors and spiritual leaders have told me that we can form deep, dependent links. In my dying state I reached out reflexively thinking that you were Ambronian. Normally we are guarded so my unguarded assault would only seem desperate, but to you with your total lack of empathic ability it forged this strong link."

"Well, I don't mind it." I said. 

"I know," she said with a big grin and she pulled the blanket to the side and I saw dark pink panties she rolled over and there was no back to speak of just glorious round bottom. She rolled over and embraced me, unlike Danzi she was not as preoccupied with shoving my head between her tits. Her boobs still felt wonderful against my chest as I kissed and nuzzled her neck.

"Where's Danzi?" I asked, knowing that she would not pass up an opportunity to spoon with me. 

"Well, we made love for a couple of hours over you and she went off to get some things from her home family's home."

"Half true," I noted reading her emotions.

"She wanted to, believe me." We shared a laugh, "No she is getting things delivered here. Your circle is growing, Leon. I am your protection detail, Danzi is to aid in cultural and medical matters as your personal physician—" 

"She's a very amicable doctor." 

Anixa bopped me on the head but I could tell she enjoyed Danzi as much as I did. "Also," she said, "my mother is sending over someone in the morning who is going to teach you Ambronian techniques for guarding your emotions and personal training."

"Do you know her?" 

"Only by reputation, she's somewhat of a prodigy only sixty years old and one of the best empathic artists on the planet... you know... mental sex..." 

"Only sixty years old? Then how old does that make you." 

"Seventy." She said more matter-of-factly than she should have. She didn't seem perturb about my asking, "Your shocked." She said with a small amount of curiosity. 

"On my planet it's considered impolite to ask a woman her age."

"Why?" she asked. 

I could only shrug.

She was wearing some heady but earthy fragrance that I loved. It filled my nostrils and images came freely into my mind. Her eyes narrowed and she rolled over atop me. "Mm... strong..." she said running one of her four-fingered hands down my chest, "You really think you can go again... and I don't think mother has lost her touch..."

"Believe me, she has not lost a step." I said. My body flushed with desire and the beginnings of the empathic foreplay. It was different, stronger It was much, much stronger than my experience with Danzi; especially the vividness of the emotions. Her hands were on my shoulders. It was easier to lie with her than I thought, all the height of an Ambronian woman was in their long exquisitely sculpted legs.

"I'm glad she found some happiness, but... now I have you all... to... myself..." She said kissing my nose, neck, and then lips. Her tongue knocked more politely than her mother had, and I let it in. They tussled as our kissing grew deeper and more impassioned. I felt her mutual attraction. I couldn't quite reach he bottom so I grabbed her waist. It was slim but I felt powerful muscles move underneath. I realized that the more militaristically-inclined Urala was stronger than her mother, however, I felt things that were shocking... in a pleasant kind of way. 

"You're a romantic." I said smiling a vulpine smile.

"No I'm not," She said recoiling, "I'm a capable proud military woman who—"

"Is also a romantic." I said, finishing her statement for her, "Your secret's safe with me, Ani." I said moving to kiss her. She moved back.

"Who is this Ani?" She said crossing her arms on my chest putting her full, warm weight on me and fixing me with a piercing glare, "You have the same feelings for her that you do for me. The exact same."

I learned two things just now. First, that Anixa didn't care how many  women I slept with as long as she could distinguish my  attraction to her from my attraction to them. The second thing I learned was that Ambronian's did not use shortened names or nicknames.

"It's you Ani is shorter than Anixa." I said a little flustered, "It's a nickname."

She looked at me with a puzzled frown.

"A pseudonym? Moniker? Handle? Call sign?" I named off a few more and swear I could smell brain cooking as the translator in my head (if you're wondering why they didn't need translators as well is because I automatically spoke their language; It not only interpreted incoming speech but allowed me to speak in their tongue fairly well, straight English was pouring out of my mouth because the translator had no word for what I was trying to express) whirred trying to find a word. Finally it must have slapped something together contextually because a flash of recognition and then some anger flashed over her thoughts. 

"Pet name? I am not a pet, if anyone is the pet it's you." She said poking me in the chest.

"No, it's common for us to tell each other apart by endearing names we give ourselves or others. It's a little more intimate than say honey or sweetie, or sweetheart. Remember we don't have access to the nuances of feeling that you do."

"Oh..." she looked relieved and mortified and that was the feeling that I got. "So, they're the same feelings because you use both names to refer to me... so... Ani is more... private... more intimate?" 

I nodded vigorously and she put her hands back on my shoulders and lifted herself up like a cat stretching.

"Is it more naughty?" She asked with a wicked gleam in her eye.

"It can be, but mostly it's just personal I wouldn't call you Ani in front of another for example."

"I'm sorry, Leon, I shouldn't have gotten so upset..." She said pressing her breasts against me in an apologetic way and trailing kisses from my chin to the hollow of my neck. "I think I know how I can make it up to you though." As slick as a snake she was already sliding down my body taking the covers with her. She had my cock in her hands and was stroking it fairly rapidly. "Your feelings are so strong I get that this is very pleasurable to you..." She smiled her big smile and stroked. Her tongue came out and licked the length of it.

"We aren't this physical with the intimate parts of our lovers' bodies..." She said gently licking my hard cock again, "It's fun... you squirm so much it's cute." She took the tip of my cock into her mouth and sucked it gently, "And women of your planet do this all the time."

"Not as often as you'd think—" I said with some difficulty. Anixa was licking it slowly from base to tip like it was a treat. She seemed to be exploring it more than her mother had. 

She let her lips trail to my large balls and she quickly began to kiss and suck them while increasing the speed of her hand. "I want to see you cum, I want to see your virility for myself, lover." She said her voice and flashes sultry, deep, and erotic. With a buck of my hips a lick at the tips from her, and a grunt from me I came into the air bucking over and over shooting hot thick strings of my gooey seed into the air only to have them fall on me or her hand.

"Mmm..." she murmured licking the cum from my shaft and her hand. She was slow and deliberate with her hand, making me watch her savor the new taste, "I like it..." she confirmed. Reaching around her back she unhooked her bra and tossed it. Her large beautiful tits were unbound. Her dark purple nipples stood erect with arousal. 

She knew what I was thinking and she pushed her tits toward me and I palmed them, I was probably a little friskier than I should have been, but she melted against me... which meant another trip for my face to heaven. I licked and kissed her breasts. I tongued one of her exquisite nipples before sucking it lightly. 

"I want it inside me..." Anixa breathed into my ear.

"What's stopping you?" I said pulling my mouth from her breast. 

She grinned and using her long-fingered hand guided my cock to her pussy. She didn't care to remove her panties, she just pulled them to the side and merrily speared herself. She reared back, powerful and muscular at the feeling of having my huge cock inside her. "Oh!" She gasped. The wash of feelings inflamed by body and she began to ride me gently. I humped up into her and she slapped her big bottom down on my pelvis. My hands ran over her rump lovingly. It wasn't like earlier with her mother. She was soft and gentle but expectant. There was no hesitation just the joyful peace of our shared feelings and the rhythm of our bodies. 

Soon I was unleashing hot jets of seed into her tight pussy. Her walls clenched desiring every hot drop. Anixa moaned loudly but didn't break her stride. She knew I was still hard and she obviously wanted more. My hands moved to her thighs and I increased the speed. Anixa gasped and matched my speed as we made love. Her hands moved to her breasts and she played with her nipples as we became a little needier for one another's bodies. 

I came again this time I sat up and embraced her. My head was between her breasts as I released my hot cum into her once again. 

"Skies!" She yelled holding me tight. I sank my fingers into both cheeks of her big ass and forced her to take all the cum I had to give. She cradled my head , "I think I like this..." Anixa said bouncing a little on my cock. She pulled herself off of my sex and I felt the mix of our lovemaking run onto me. Anixa hugged me tighter and I rolled her over. I trailed kisses down her front before kissing her messy cunt. 

"What are you—" she gasped loudly, "No, it's messy!" Despite her protest her voice and empathic flashes said she wanted it. She was incredibly tender and receptive from our love making and it didn't take much to get a reaction out of her. 

"So this is what humans do..." she cooed holding my head in her crotch. I speared her slit with my tongue pushing as much as I could into her well-mess sex. She half flailed with the pleasure wracking her body. We were far beyond specific feelings there was only the flashes of passion and love. It was warm and white pink interspersed with hot flashes of red.

I eagerly and unreservedly ate her cute pink-lavender slit. She enthusiastically squealed and without warning she drenched my face in her sweet nectar. I slurped it down happily and she popped me on the head slightly, "That sounds lewd." She said trying to sound indignant.

"You like my taste, I like yours." I said simply. By the bleary smile and happily glazed eyes she really didn't care. 

She put me on my back and mounted me like before but she only put my cock between the globes of her ass. "How do you know how to do that?" I said slyly. It felt good and she hardly had to hold my large cock between them. She was holding her bottom around it. 

"For the short time I've been with you're always thinking of my butt." She said giggling, "I thought maybe it would work."

"It's a nice butt." I said.

"Isn't it though ." She affirmed before she began moving her large bottom up and down. My cock could barely  be seen between the massive cheeks of her ass. It felt incredible. She was moving rapidly jerking me off with her rump. 

"I knew you would like it." She giggled and I groaned my approval knowing that wasn't necessary. It was too much and I came. My seed erupted from her rump coating her large, glorious rump in copious amounts of my need. It ran down over her still messed pussy and up to the small of her back. She fell back on me and I playfully dumped her off me. She let me spoon her. She wiggled back until my weakening member was wedged where it had been before. Soon we were asleep. 

I realized that night that the unconscious empathic feelings could get close to true telepathy. That night I was with Anixa. She was sitting by a pool. The setting was Earth (after all we both had been there before). We were by a pool and it was snowing, but it wasn't cold of course. She had her honey-collored hair down over her breasts. Ambronian's hair was thicker. It came from the root thicker and was tougher, but still it was soft. Not leather... it was more like soft sued. 

She was wearing nothing else and I realized I was naked. I came to her and we kissed. I was a little surprised when she sat in my lap. It was a little awkward but I liked it. I pushed the side of my face to her back into her hair. Her scent was intoxicating.

"Anixa?" I said.

"Hmm?" She said holding my hands that were wrapped around her middle. 

"Why are we here?" I asked. 

"The Goddess?" She said and I got the distinct twinge of humor. 

"God, you mean?" I said.

"A male God, that's weird." She remarked. I kissed her back.

She took a moment, "Well dreams are thought to be our subconscious minds trying to work though issues. So we're trying to do it together. It doesn't require actual communication. We can just be together."

"Do you have any questions?" I asked.

"Sure, are human males all attracted to asses?" She said wiggling hers a bit. I thought about it for a moment. Why not be forward. Ambronian's didn't need the hints and mind games. 

"Well, it is one of those... erotic zones, but most males from where I'm from like big breasts."

"I have those, too." She remarked. 

"And I love them." I said and felt the warm feeling of approval. 

"Some men like me just like large, shapely butts." 

"Well, mine is big, but you saw my mother's..." I got a worried twinge. 

"Will you look that good when you're that old?" 

"Better..." She said playfully and I felt her worry ease. 

"There's more to our relationship than your booty." I said hugging her tighter. 

"That's true, thank you." It was my turn to ask her a question. 

"Are you really comfortable with me and other women."

"Yes... because you love me differently. I can tell you love Danzi and my mother, but it's not the exact same. You mesh with us as a race. You're free loving but you're also faithful to the women you are with. Being empathic we understand emotions better than most. Though, I suppose that doesn't mean we get jealous from time to time..." 

"It's all right. Pet names just come easily to Humans."

"Also you had no idea about our culture whatsoever." She said and I could feel that she was amused and happy. 

"I'm sure it will work itself out." I assured her.

"Me too." She replied. 

And then I woke up. 

Unlike Danzi who thought I was her teddy bear Anixa was much more casual. She had her head on my chest and she was snoring softly. The rest of her body was draped across my left side. I sighed and wiggled out from under her. She didn't rouse. I wonder if the fine military pastime of sleeping extended beyond the Sol system. 

I found more clothes tailored for me. I figured they were left either by Danzi or the maids. I slipped on the underpants, slacks, and undershirt—white this time—and left the bedroom. I moved to the living room and found Danzi lounging on one of the low divans languishing in what looked like a tank top and pink panties. She was easting something cereal-like and watching what looked to be the news. She started when she saw me. 

"Good morning Leon." She said putting her meal down and bustled over to me with a big hug. "You smell like sex." She sniffed my neck, "Lots of sex..." another sniff, "I know the queen was going to tumble with you, but... oh that's Anixa's perfume. Good on you, Leon." She gave a happy smile, "Just don't forget about me, okay?" I didn't get any flashes, but I had more experience reading facial expressions.

"I haven't," I gave her a big wet kiss, "perhaps you should keep my schedule?" I gave her a big grin. 

"Mm..." she mused touching her finger to her lips, "You are the most desirable partner on the planet and her colonies." She hugged me again. "Nah, you'll manage." 

"I don't feel very ambassadorial." I admitted. 

"You also don't have many Humans coming to your office with complaints... but that would make you a consul wouldn't it?" 

I moved over to a silver box that didn't look like it had doors and touched it. It opened and there was food in the refrigerator. Most of it was leftovers from my luncheon with Alora, but there was some new things probably purchases by Danzi. I took something that looked like rice and something that looked like meat and so obvious fruit or vegetable stuff. I looked around and found a bowl and a three-pronged fork that was not made for my fingers but I managed. 

I re-entered and sat down next to Danzi. "Where did you sleep?" I asked between bites.

"At my room in the research building. Don't worry, I had final reports to send, transfer orders to your little harem you've got going here, and then I came over here in the morning."

"What time is it?" 

"Late morning... twenty-eight-hour-day... so about nine in the morning." I nodded and thanked her.

"I guess I better dress, the prodigy is supposed to be here soon, right?" 

"I'm not stopping you, handsome... just don't expect me to dress up for the occasion."

"You'd go out like that." I teased going to fetch my jacket, boots and socks.

"It's cold out there." She said indignantly and I could feel her mirth. 

I returned and slipped on the garments while we waited. "What's on the news?"

"You." She said turning up the volume with a swish of a long finger. 

~At the start of imperial business hours this morning Empress Urala IX announced to the shock of the capital and all the colonies that the Ambronians have made peaceful contact with an extra-terrestrial being, they are from the planet known to us as Kri-34 and to this race as Earth. They call themselves Humans. The empress has also stated that after undergoing tests and treatments that the Human, called Leon Blackthorn, is cleared for co-mingling with our race. Furthermore he is the ambassador to us from his people. However, considering that Humanity is not considered a race of galactic-level culture we are still refraining from contact. Most experts including medical expert Danzi Uril are of the opinion that this is a crucial and monumental step in the right direction. It sure is an exciting isn't it Coru?~




Love at First Contact Ch. 01



~It certainly is, Dabbana.~

I didn't pay much more attention to the rest of the report. I turned back to Danzi. "I never thought I'd be on this side of it. I always thought I'd be back on Earth. Thanks for the good word." 

"I'll just put it on your tab, stud." She said giving me a wink and a shot of impish playful emotions. 

I didn't have much time to think up a good reply before the doorbell rang. 

"I'll get it, you just look pretty." I said.

"That's my job." She quipped. 

I did up my jacket and cleared my throat. I was always still nervous with meeting new Ambronians. I'd never been the best with Humans, but I knew that falling down on the job wouldn't do anyone any good so I cleared my mind. The door was smooth and mirror like and I tapped it. It opened and standing about seven and a quarter feet tall was an Ambronian with the darkest skin I'd seen yet. It was a medium purple not very dark... it looked like she had a tan. 

Her hair was black with streaks of blonde and she chose a single long braid that was simply woven but had a net around it that was beset with charms. They were silver, bronze, and gold in color and caught the light from the outside sun. 

"Ambassador Blackthorn? I am Tavatxi Acrusi. I have been asked to be your live-in cultural advisor and personal mental and physical trainer. I'm sure my credentials will speak for them—"

"I'm sure, but come in sit down." I said gesturing behind me to the sitting room. 

"Oh, yes..." she fussed with her braid. I got the feeling she was looking around the sitting room, "They really did mean live in..." she mumbled. 

"Is something wrong?" I asked.

"No, if you'll just show me to my room." She replied in a cute little voice. 

"Sure," I grabbed her considerable amount of luggage. The closets in this suite were like little rooms of their own, so she'd fit right in. We walked back to the bedroom and I saw that Anixa was gone from the huge eggshell hoverbed. The covers were messed, and female nightclothes were clearly visible. 

"D-don't you have a guestroom?" She said twisting her braid.

"No, of all the rooms this place does have a guestroom isn't one, but we can get you a second bed and put it in the..." I took a moment to recall the layout of the large suite. There's an indoor garden, the workout room, and the living room here."

"Oh... no... I'll just sleep on the couch." She said. 

I never thought I'd see a shy Ambronian, but lo and behold. "Are you uncomfortable sleeping in the same bed as me or just other people?" I asked.

"You... you see we grow up in the company of females so... communal living is normal, but you're new... male..." She was tugging her braid. I also noticed that she wore loop earrings of a bronze colored metal and she let locks escape at the fronts and the sides making her look very cute. 

"Oh my..." she said blushing. 

"Sorry." I replied quickly. 

"N-no... that why I'm here, right?"

"Right." I rubbed the back of my neck, "Anyway... I'll take the couch and you can take the bed with Anixa and Danzi. It's big enough to accommodate five Ambronians."

"D-do you often sleep with them?" She asked.

"Well, it's not like I made them, they've been doing it from day one."

Just then Danzi strutted in. "Don't worry young one, he's a bookrat, he wants to cuddle. Try it."

Tavatxi actually giggled. "I'm just shy..." she said and I could actually see the blush in her dark skin. 

"So was he. You just have to kiss him and he opens right up though. By the way, where did you get that tan?" 

"Alazia Prime," she said smiling, happy to be in her element, "I was on vacation when the office of the empress called and asked if I would like to take this position. Well, it's first contact with an alien culture what was I going to do."

Images of her large firm bottom sunny side up on a beach somewhere. She wasn't as curvy as Danzi or Anixa, and she appeared shorter. However, her tits were just as big, and she was soft and curvaceous. Her booty looked more pliable than the other twos' . I realized my faux pas too late. Danzi was smirking and Tavatxi look stunned. 

"I'm so sorry," I said looking away. 

"You think I'm pretty?" She said gasping covering her full lips with a delicate hand. 

"Isn't it adorable?" Danzi said. "He's so honest with his feelings." I kind of felt awkward now, well... more awkward than I was already feeling already. I could feel Danzi's happiness. "We do tend to throw him more feelings than normal."

"I can't hide them even if I wanted to." I said may awkwardness fading. 

"He's not telling the truth," I heard Anixa say with a giggling, "He uses more simple, powerful emotions to hide his more subtle, nuanced emotions. I turned on her trying to be mad, but she knew I wasn't succeeding. Anixa was wearing a large smock-like thing. It was like a thigh-length T-shirt. 

"Tavatxi, I don't want to make you do anything you're not comfortable with, however, I do need to learn how to hide some of these empathic flashes." I said imploringly. 

"It's okay, I'm just... shy..." she gave a shy little smile covering it with her hand. She soon was off to explore the suite. 

I turned to Anixa and Danzi, "I didn't know that there were shy Ambronians." I said in a low voice. 

They smiled, "Certainly," Danzi said, "we are varied, often we are more shy than extroverted, as easy as it is for us to transmit our feelings sometimes the hurt that knowing someone doesn't like or feel the same way about them can be crippling."

There it was, I saw the prodigy for what she was. She knew her race's culture so well because she desired to guard her feelings. I imagined that the physical training would be in supplement to aid the mental training. She was a tender thing that protected her feelings above all else. 

We all ate dinner together and Danzi even put on a shirt and slacks. Tavatxi was more comfortable around the women but the table was small and well stocked with food. It was a warm gathering. It was obvious that Tavatxi was enjoying being able to read my emotions at will, and so I would often wickedly focus on her breasts are ass and she would clear her throat and take a drink. They weren't even that bad, it was just a playful little flash to keep her from abusing her privilege too much. 

That night I slept on the couch. I had pillows and I had a blanket and I was lonely. I can't tell you how many times I'd slept alone, but my state of mind was already altering and I felt pushed to the fringe. Yes I'd been getting all the attention, yes Ambronian's were warm and soft, but it was still a cold feeling being alone. 

I spent some time flicking through the TV channels. I was the biggest thing in the news. The three ladies rooming with me also generated quite a lot of buzz, but it was honestly dating gossip... so it was all true. I walked out into the atrium with the hot tub and looked up at the alien stars above. I didn't see any familiar constellations. As it turns out Ambronia had three moons. 

The hot tub was steaming and inviting and I had nothing to do. So I stripped down to the buff and slipped into the bubbling water. 

"It's gorgeous isn't it?" I looked over my shoulder and Danzi was standing there in a thin, but concealing robe. In her hands she carried a bottle of some green-blue liquid and two long thing glasses that looked like champagne flutes without stems. She was barefoot and her nails must have been freshly painted this afternoon. While Ambronian's had long elegant digits, the toes were like mine in proportion. They did have a thumb, it wasn't as opposable, but they maintained many of their avian qualities for their four toed feet. 

"Could you feel my loneliness from that far away?" I said looking back up to the alien sky. 

"No, we do have intuition too, you know." She said in a small voice.

She sat down letting her feet dangle into the water. Her wonderful thigh and flimsy robe were the predominant fixtures if I were to look right. 

"What's that?" I said pointing to the bottle.

"Well," she said undoing the top and pouring some of the swirly liquid into the flutes. It was like a liquid marble, "I looked at your charts again and this will act about like an alcoholic beverage for you." 

"What about you." I asked.

"Me too, I just wanted to make sure it wouldn't kill your liver, we have two." She replied. 

"I'll take some." She poured the glasses and I sipped it. I was expecting bubbly (probably because of the glass) but it was smooth. I don't mean alcoholic smooth. I mean hand-squeezed-orange-juice smooth. 

"I didn't think I'd feel so bad about sleeping on the couch."

"It's okay, sweetie, we tend to embrace eagerly because of the same feeling. If you go around moping though Tavatxi will probably feel so bad that she'll let you back into the bedroom." She said smiling. 

"I suppose I'm just homesick." I said sipping the drink. It tasted like blackberries and some kind of slightly sour grape and cherry flavor. 

"You are a long way away from home." She touched my shoulder. 

"What time is it?" I asked her one again.

"About midnight." She supplied. 

"I'd invite you in, but I'm not wearing any swim clothes." I said.

Danzi made an indignant noise and put her glass down before letting her robe slide over her supple curves, and she was naked beneath of course. She looked gorgeous with her typical red braid. She easily slipped into the water and pushed back against me. I was actually sitting on the step so that I didn't sink below the hot water. 

"I've never actually seen you naked." I said. 

"Not for lack of trying, stud." She cooed.

"Certainly not." I smiled. She wiggled her big butt, and I began getting aroused. I touched the tip of her braid and she smiled even broader. I wondered what the story behind the braids was. They were pretty and the women obviously only let them down in intimate situations. 

"What's the thing with the braids?" I asked.

"Ask your cultural advisor." She teased, "I want other forms of intercourse."

She kissed me deeply and I nipped her bottom lip. The liquor was forgotten quickly as she straddled me. We shared another hot kiss fighting with our tongues. She won. "Are you ready yet?" I nodded and she let down her mental guards. The wash of emotion was the same as Anixa and Alora. It was pink red and white explosions, but I found the gold flecks of amusement and mirth to be endearing and different. 

"How can I love all of you..." I said exasperated. In the wash of emotions I had even realized that Danzi had mounted me and was riding me slowly. 

"You have a big heart, lover." She said, after a pause, "Sex helps." We laughed and I massaged her breasts and kissed them. I knew she was joking but it was more than physical sex. It was an experience. I didn't think I could ever have purely physical sex again. 

She was whimpering and moaning as she rode me harder and faster. My hands were clamped over her ass ramming her on the big thick rod. Danzi slumped over me shoving my face in her breasts. She seemed entirely focused on making me cum in her pussy. There was a romance to being with her though. Anixa and I had been together in a more empathic way, Alora a more physical, but with Danzi there was a romance to making love under the stars.

I groaned and shot my load deep inside of her. She panted out an orgasm and most of it was lost in the swirling cauldron of water. 

"I'm ready to try that physical foreplay." She said. I hoisted myself onto the edge my large dick thrusting up still very aroused and needing attention. Danzi moved in till her breasts pushed lewdly against it. "So, how does it go, Human?" She asked. 

I smirked and pushed my cock between her tits. "I'll give you three guesses." I said. 

"Mm..." She said. I imagine that they probably did have a form of physical foreplay, but that it was the lack of males that led to the lapse in male-female relations. Danzi grabbed her breasts and pushed them around my penis. They were warm and wet and my cock begged for another release. She began to move her bosom up and down bringing my dick to full attention in rapid order. "Like this?" She said knowing damn well what she was doing. 

"Tease..." I gasped out.

"Not me..." she cooed. 

"You Ambronian's are fast learners." I said.

"We're a very smart race." She said smiling and kissing the swollen head of my cock. Her motions became faster. Her lips rapidly enveloped my turgid member. She moved her breasts even faster, my hips bucked and she sucked my cock hard. Her tongue was lolling about it as my release. I grabbed her head and aided her in her voracious pursuits. I came and she gulped it down. My body pitched ecstatically with release as ounce after ounce of my hot spunk left my alien-enhanced balls. My cock popped from her mouth as she rose up. The last few splatters ran over and between her large breasts as she stood.

Danzi smiled licking her lips. "I could grow to like this..." She reached out and touched my face. "Come on, Leon..." she gave me a coy smile she bent over the edge of the hot-tub-bath thing sticking her rump in the air. I felt the hot flare of passion and the bluish-purple of satisfaction. I tried to walk like the powerful partner I was, but I slipped and went under. Danzi looked over her shoulder, but before she could move I surfaced and began kissing her exposed slit. 

I felt a brief flash of amusement replaced quickly by the pink and red of desire and passion. She moistened swiftly and freely at my eager tongue. I thrust my tongue up into her honey hole and wriggled it around roughly giving her reason to squirm and squeal her pleasure. Her thighs spread more to accommodate my much-desired administrations. 

"No... I want you... to be... inside of me..." She panted.

I denied her request and ran my hands along her expansive rump while I wrapped my whole mouth around as much pussy as I could cram in my mouth. Danzi tried her hardest to resist but eventually she returned in kind an orgasm that drenched my face and tasted oddly sweet. She gave a pleasure-ridden twitch. Now I was ready to have her. Stroking her rump I wrapped my arms around her wide hips and hoisted my cock up to her soaked pussy. 

I pushed in without preamble and found a tight but eager entrance for my passions. She groaned deeply her hands stretching out over the smooth marbled rock. "Oh..." she cooed. 

There was no needy rush with like Alora, Danzi and I took our time. My pelvis kept a good clip as it impacted her pliable rump over and over. I rubbed her pussy as we made love under the moonlight. The hot tub sloshed and steamed as we enjoyed our leisurely rhythmic pace. My cock and balls twitched and I flooded her snatch with hot need. I kissed her back and tightened by grip, pushing harder into her ass. I got the flash that she was surprised that I wanted to keep going, but another that she was happy to engaged me once again. She playfully pushed back providing me an incentive to fuck her long a deep. 

Soon we both were giving grunting yells of pleasure as we came. It was a longer more drawn out orgams that went on for the better part of a minute. Our minds came together for the second time as we enjoyed another empathic orgasm with the afterglow of our physical one. I extricated myself from her and picked her up. I wanted to see just how strong I was. She had the pleasant weight I remembered. Her long legs stuck out but she wasn't that heavy. She wrapped her arms around my neck though it was a bit awkward I began to walk toward the couch.

"Wait..." she cooed, and dipped a graceful arm down and picked up the bottle of swirly liquor, "Alright." She said and I continued my unsteady walk toward the living room. She dropped the bottle off on the coffee table before being playfully dumped on the couch. In retaliation she pulled me once more into her bosom and pushed and rolled pushing me into the back of the couch. I fell asleep with my face in between her breasts yet again her sweet warm scent filling my nostrils. When I would wake it would be before anyone else. 

Danzi had me pinned in, my face pretty much where it had been late last night. I nudged her and she rolled over atop me. Her tits were soft and her body warm. I was assaulted by her lavender skin. 

"Danzi," I said softly. She made a happy little noise. 

"Of course you're awake." I said flatly. 

"I don't know what you're talking about..." She cooed, but she sat up. She looked gorgeous as she stretched upward adding additional levity to her breasts. She stood and sashayed off to the bath. In the meantime I slipped on my shirt and pants. It must have been a quick shower because she was back within ten minutes dressed to go out. She wasn't dolled up, but she had a casual flare about her. She let her three braids hang down without forming into the larger braid. 

"I'm going to go pick up breakfast." She said grabbing a long-coat, "I won't be long."

"I'm going to make myself presentable." I said giving her a warm kiss goodbye. When she was gone I walked into the humid shower. It smelled like the flowers many of the Ambronian's liked. I found something more neutral scented and cleaned myself up. I took a look around the bathroom once I was out and found several balms and medications.

I dressed in a fresh pair of boxers, slacks, and the style of shirt without the coat. When I exited the bathroom I met Tavatxi wearing slacks like Anixa's with a tank top as well. 

"Good morning, ambassador, I see you're all ready for your morning workout." She said enthusiastically, "Oh, I suppose you wouldn't know. No problem, just follow me."

My unguarded mind betrayed me yet again. Still, I shrugged and followed her cute ass into the workout room. She put me through several warm ups and other small exercises. Then she put me on the weight machines. I didn't know the measures but Tavatxi did and she gave me several test weights. I complained that it was light and we ended up settling on about half the weights in each machine. The workout lasted several hours and by the end of it we were both soaked in sweat. My body ached, and we stretched one another to cool down.

"We will conduct your mental exercises after breakfast." She said panting. Her shapely thigh over my shoulder as I helped stretch her leg, "Danzi was doing that, she should be back soon I imagine." 

"Good..." I could see some shade of hesitation on her face, "Was she good... you know?" 

I realized she'd read my emotions when I said Danzi's name, "You already know that." I said a little frustrated. 

Tavatxi blushed, "I'm just curious." I couldn't sense any emotions at all. She'd raised her defenses.

I gave her a smirk.

"Oh no, we're all sweaty and hot... and... "She mumbled.

I kissed her leg, "I know..." I cooed.

She whimpered and lowered her leg, she pushed her body close to mine and I peeled off her tank top. She didn't wait for me to get it over her head, as long as it was resting on her large tits she was satisfied. I lowered her pants and mine. I knelt and began sucking her slit through her panties. My hands grabbed her large soft rump and I grabbed it. 

"Oh, skies..." she whispered in a half moan. Her slender fingers ran through my hair and she pushed my face into her crotch. I noticed the faint hints of tan lines. Tavatxi fumbled for her panties and soon they were around her ankles and I was hotly sucking at her alien sex. I groaned with the growing girth of my cock, but she wasn't focused on that. The shy alien was pummeling my face with her pelvis nearing release. She bucked and squirmed and held my head in place as she came. She drenched my face. I lapped up her sweet nectar and felt the flashes of embarrassment stemming from my eager actions. 

"We need to bathe before breakfast," I said, "come on." We sneaked out into the out into the hall from the workout room. Tavatxi couldn't help but giggle and the golden flecks of mirth.