3 comments/ 38909 views/ 10 favorites Second Contact By: rpholt "First Contact" is a situation where explorers first discover and meet a new people. Chris Columbus had a First Contact situation when he discovered that the "New World" was inhabited by half-naked beings with strange ways. Many excellent science fiction stories deal with First Contacts. "Second Contact" is a situation where you discover the unexpected, in the people you thought you already knew. _________________ "The espial attack came with no warning, yet with such boldness and cunning, that had there been any secrets worth keeping from an enemy, the humans would have been left entirely at the mercy of the aliens. As it was, the entire station's crew complement was left begging for more." Lieutenant Juergins paused and signaled the dealer for another card, throwing another chip on the growing pile. "Very dramatic! Who's telling this, Jerky, you or me?" asked Sergeant Ortega, throwing a chip on the pile and signaling for another card. He looked at the new card, then took a sip of his rum. "And what's this 'the humans' thing, Jerky?" asked Corporal Peters. "You ain't one of us no more? You should let the Doc tell it. It's really more her story." He leered across the table to Lieutenant Colonel Myers, and a deep crimson flush rose up her neck to her face. "Yeah, Linda, tell us about it," said Red, one of the other players. "Yeah, Colonel." "Yeah, Linda." Agreement spread around the room, and people brought their drinks from the bar to stand around the game table, waiting to hear the story. "Start at the beginning," her husband, Loren, said. "Alright! Alright, already," said the doctor, putting her cards face down on the table. The other players put their cards face down on the table, and the room became quiet, as the doctor adjusted her chair and cleared her throat to speak. "A year ago a survey team discovered the Aluran colony on the fifth planet of Zuben Eschamali, a green, B8V class, the second brightest star in the constellation of Libra, one-hundred-forty light years from Earth. The inner planets were much too hot to support life. The Alurans were not native to the planet, having been marooned there some three-hundred-fifty years ago. Over time, as their population grew, their facilities for making high tech items deteriorated due to intense heat and jungle conditions. They had no facilities for growing high quality crystals for making computers because of the odd variations of gravitational mass concentrations on the planet, which we learned were due to early asteroid impacts. Their original supplies had rotted or rusted quickly in the humidity. Spare parts were used up, and it became impossible to repair their short-range spacecraft. For over three hundred years, they lived under primitive conditions, little better than a mere subsistence level." The doctor straightened in her chair, as if to help herself maintain an objective description of the events. "Earth Force offered to provide an orbital station as a lab and crystal growing facility in trade for local minerals and craft items. They make some items from a wood that is extremely hard, almost like iron, yet it has a beautiful grain. During the entire year we had known the Alurans, we had seen only their males. They explained that the females and children were sequestered in their society, although they gave no clear explanation for it, saying only that you wouldn't want to be near a female in heat, that it could be dangerous. Well, the space station was completed a little over two months ago, and we were ready to begin bringing Alurans aboard and train them to take over operations." Despite her attempt to remain objective, the flush in her cheeks deepened as she recalled, "I went to the crystal lab that day at noon to meet Loren for lunch. He was finishing a demonstration for the station commander, when the commander received a call over the comm system that an Aluran had arrived on station to speak to him…" * * * "Yes, Commander, she's on her way to Lab 3 now." "She?" the commander exclaimed in alarm. "An Aluran female? Why did you let her through the air lock! What if she's in…" The lab door opened and a stunning woman in a thin, transparent robe entered. Despite the vertical pupils of her eyes, the finely scaled, tan skin, two pair of breasts, and long bluish-white feathery hair on her head, and down the back of her neck and shoulders, she looked almost human. She smiled, and exhaled a long breath. In a sweet, soft, seductive voice, like wind rustling through leaves, the creature said, "Hello. My name isss Euphora. Pleassse love me." "…heat," the commander finished his sentence, fear now evident in his tone. Dr. Myers looked quickly to the men working in the lab, as diffusion, aided by the air circulation system carried Euphora's powerful pheromones throughout the room and beyond into the rest of the station. The men dropped whatever they were doing and turned toward the Aluran female, their pants beginning to tent over growing erections. "Too late," said the doctor, correctly assessing that it was indeed the alien pheromones affecting the men. "Loren, close the air vents immediately. Maybe we can prevent her from contaminating the whole station." "Control," the commander called to the Command and Control Center, "there are two men in suits outside the Number Three Crystal Vat! Tell them to stay outside! Tell them to use emergency oxygen tanks if necessary! Seal all airlocks! Oh…Oh my!" he exclaimed, suddenly breathing harder and looking down to his groin in surprise. Loren didn't hear his wife; he was already moving toward the alien. Linda started toward the wall control panel, but she began to notice her own sexual feelings coming to the fore, her nipples tightening, her clitoris engorging. She paused with her fingers on the air vent control, but removed them before shutting the vents. The Aluran has already come through a third of the station just to get to the lab, she thought. At least the air will be fresh while we enjoy ourselves. Oh, God, what am I thinking? I have to fight this feeling! Have to… Men were pushing their way toward the Aluran woman, pushing each other out of the way. A fight started between the two men closest to Euphora. She pulled them apart, licking each man on the ear with a long thin tongue, whispering something to each one. They immediately calmed, and sat down, reaching into their pants to rub themselves. Euphora walked around the lab, licking and whispering to each man and woman. Each person went to a seat to wait. Some began rubbing their genitals through their clothing, others removed their clothing to masturbate openly. When she licked Linda's ear, she whispered, "You will be number twenty-ssseven. Go and eat lunch, and I will call for you in about four hoursss." Linda's ear felt very warm, and she also felt a strong compulsion to follow instructions. She put a hand to her ear, thinking, Her saliva contains something, a drug…licking the ear gets it into the brain really fast. Ohhhh… Linda began breathing harder. Reaching into her pants to rub herself, she shivered with anticipation, and walked out of the lab squeezing her left breast. She had a light lunch, then went to her quarters to shower and masturbate until she was called. It was only four hours, but a long four hours. The bedroom felt cold after her shower, and without thinking, she closed the air vents and adjusted the room temperature up a notch. By the time the call came, she was beginning to think more clearly, worrying about the affect the alien's body chemistry would have on her husband. "There was something else I was supposed to remember…Oh, shit! There are men outside! They'll run out of oxygen! I need to get to C&C!" However, when she left the room, her first breath of the pheromone-laden air in the corridor brought back the sexual heat, and before she had gone more than a few meters, she had forgotten everything beyond the desire to get to Euphora as quickly as possible. On her way, the doctor passed couples and trios engaged in sex in the halls, including her husband sitting cross-legged, just outside the door to Euphora's appropriated quarters. Linda smiled lovingly, and bent to kiss both Loren and Vicky, the female technician riding his shaft, then stood up and entered the small cabin. The alien woman, naked on the bed, beckoned Linda, and she could not resist. The moment they kissed, her lips began to feel warm and tingly. She knew immediately that the alien's saliva contained some carminative, a heat-producing stimulant, and imagined how it would feel on her nipples and clitoris. Euphora put a finger into her own vagina, then ran it across Linda's lips. Linda tasted the fluid and began to breathe more heavily, opening her mouth to suck on the alien's finger. She felt light headed, as if floating in warm air, and at the same time, felt a growing, burning need between her legs. She knew the alien's vaginal fluid was increasing her desire, and affecting her ability to think clearly, but she needed more, had to have more, and sank onto the bed, pulling Euphora with her, eagerly lapping at the alien's vagina. Euphora's body trembled, her fluid gushed into Linda's mouth. The effect of the fluid was instantaneous, Linda losing control, pulling Euphora's face to her own vulva, begging in harsh whispers, "Please…please…" Within moments Linda was being caressed and licked into a state of bliss…and willingly answering every question put to her. "What isss your name, rank and job aboard thisss ssstasshion?" "Myersssssss, ah…ah…ahhhh…Linda, Colonel….Chiefffff..Ohhhhhh…….Medical Officer. I'mmm…oh god…keep licking therrr…" Linda squealed in delight, bucking uncontrollably for a moment, before she was able to continue. "I'm the doctor." "Tell me about the medical hissstoriesss of the crew." Between gasps, Linda began giving detailed information about the crew, their medical histories, Earth Force medical techniques. "What isss the biggessst sssecret you know about thisss ssspaccce ssstasshion? By her fifth orgasm, Linda had given away all of the security procedures and station command codes. Euphora paused amid her ministrations and questions, allowing Linda time to come partway down to, if not Earth, at least to the bed. She poured two tall glasses of water, giving one to Linda, and as they drank a silent toast, the creature ran her eyes up and down Linda's body, her pupils enlarging in excitement. "Pleassse drink all of the water, Doctor. It containsss sssomething to help you regain sssome control. Thank you for anssswering my quessstionsss. You have sssuch a lusssciousss body and mind, it isss a joy to be with you." "Turnabout is fair play," said the human, setting her glass on the nightstand. The floating feeling had subsided, and Linda's professional curiosity became equally as strong as her desire as she began to explore the alien female body. Other than the eyes, the soft scaly integument, the thin, hair-like feathers, the second pair of mammary glands beneath the first, and the very long, thin muscular tongue (which Linda had particularly enjoyed) there were few major noticeable external differences. However, the flavor of her body fluids, saliva, milk, and vaginal were spicy, incredibly delicious and intoxicating, and the more she ingested, the more frantic Linda's sexual drive became. Euphora gasped in the throes of pleasure for long minutes at a time, while Linda's tongue and fingers probed her delicate folds. Linda wondered whether this woman would answer questions as a human did, while being aroused. She moved into a position where the two could rub their vulvas together, rocking back and forth, falling into a natural rhythm. Within minutes they brought each other to a gentle climax again. "Euphora, darling," she asked as her contractions subsided, "I love the way you can inflate your clitoral ridge beyond your labia. It feels so good, sliding against it. Would you tell me more about your biology?" She pulled away, turning around and began to finger the alien's clit, sliding her fingers back and forth along its length, watching as it inflated again. "What you call my clitoral ridge, isss correctly named a frena, and continuesss down and into the upper wall of the vagina, making me exxxtremely sssensitive during intercourssse." She paused as the doctor moved down to examine the organ more closely, her fingers probing with the lightest of touches, following the ridge inside. Euphora shivered and continued explaining, "We are s..sssimilar to the egg-laying mammalsss of your world in sssome waysss, sssuch as being warm-blooded, and to reptilesss in othersss. We lay from two to sssixxx eggsss at a time. We nurssse our hatchlingsss on milk, very sssimilar to your own. Our malesss are not ssso territorial or asss aggresssive asss yoursss. They do not fight over femalesss. I would typically mate with anywhere from three to thirty malesss at a time. My vaginal fluidsss contain hormonesss that keep them arousssed for four to five hoursss, and alssso ssstimulate sssemen and sssperm production. I can tell that it isss equally effective on your malesss asss well. It ssshould alssso increassse your producsshion of fluidsss, ssso you mussst drink plenty of water to avoid dehydration." Under the continued stimulation of Linda's fingers, kisses, and an occasional lick, Euphora's soft airy speech came with more difficulty. "There isss alssso a h-hormone that sssupresssesss all inhibisshionsss. That isss h-how I c-can gather in-nformation ssso effectivellllyyyyyy." Euphora squealed in pleasure with the flick of Linda's tongue, her breathing rapid, shallow. "Oh, p-pleassse, keep moving y-your fingersss in and out like that! Oh-hh-hh….yes-ss-ss-ss-ss-ss-ss." Linda continued applying gentle pressure with her fingers until Euphora's orgasm died down, then paused and asked, "So your males do not produce pheromones?" Euphora reached down to run her fingers through Linda's hair. "No. Not like our women. It is not necessssary. The female attractsss many malesss at onccce, and they become ssstimulated to reproduce by her pheromonesss and fluidsss." "And I can assume your hormones are not harmful to us?" Linda turned her head to rub against Euphora's outstretched arm, then kissed her wrist. "We are cccertain that our body chemissstry isss generally compatible with yoursss, although our DNA isss different enough that there can be no interssspeccciesss hybridsss." "Hmm, no babies? How sad. I think I now understand why your people kept their women hidden from us, this whole year. They weren't being secretive, so much as protecting us. How long does your period of estrus last?" "Essstrusss?" Even now, Linda was having trouble maintaining her composure, her train of thought. She squirmed, slightly, pressing her palm against her own vulva, as she forced herself to think clearly enough to keep asking questions. "How long do you remain in heat?" "Ah, three to sssixxx daysss, depending on whether any of my eggsss get fertilizzzed. Sssince your malesss cannot fertiliszzze me, sssixxx daysss." The alien's hand slid up Linda's body, cupping a breast, and squeezing the nipple, gently. "I can see we won't get much work done around here for a while. But why did you come to spy on us?" Linda moved up to fondle and suck on Euphora's four breasts, the motions of her fingers and tongue bringing forth tremors of pleasure. "I wasss chosssen asss the bessst qualified, having ssstudied your language and customsss." "That's not what I meant. Why did your people choose to spy on us?" Linda stopped what she was doing to listen more carefully. "Having ssstudied your Earth culturesss, we felt that your offer to build a ssspace ssstasshion for usss wasss too generousss, too altruissstic. It wasss feared that your people might be trying to take advantage of usss for sssome reassson not yet underssstood. It wasss thought that if I quessstioned your ssstasshion crew, the command ssstaff, in particular, we might learn whatever wasss being held back." "And what have you learned so far?" said Linda, moving down again, spreading Euphora's legs. "I have quessstioned the top officersss including yourself and the bassse commander, and have found no ulterior motivesss. I mussst ssstill find the firssst officccer, but I do not expect his input will change anything. I will continue to probe, but I now exxxpect to find that your people are sssimply being uncharacterissstically generousss. I would like to know the reassson." "To me, Euphora my love," she licked the frena, just once, then looked up into the alien's glittering eyes "you are the reason. However, I would guess that our people are just so happy to find an intelligent species that we can converse with, that they would do almost anything to promote friendship. Your people are the first friendly species we have found within a radius of one-hundred-forty light years of Earth, and we might never have found you if you hadn't been unlucky enough to get stuck on this planet. Euphora, you are so extraordinary. Would you please come to my cabin and spend time with Loren and me?" "When I have completed my resssearch, transssmitted the recordingsss back, and resssted, I would be happy to come to your cabin. Who isss Loren?" she asked, caressing Linda's cheek, then pressing her lips against her outer labia. Linda resisted placing her lips against the inviting slit. "I noticed you've had my husband, Loren, already. What did you think of him?" She ran her fingers lightly over the alien's frena, and inserted two fingers into her vagina. "Hu-uuu-ussbann-.ddd?" The Aluran's breathing was ragged. "My mate. His number was just before mine. He was just outside the cabin when I came in, with Vicky?" "Oh…yesss. He wasss wonderful. Ssso full of drive, and informasshion. He knew how to ssstimulate me, very we-elllll! Jussst like y-youuuu. Ohh-hh-hh-hh!" The alien woman convulsed in another orgasm, and Linda stopped licking her and removed her fingers. She continued to kiss, lightly along the alien's inner thighs and her outer lips. "Asss the ssstation physssician, won't you want to exxxamine me in your infirmary? I would really enjoy that." Euphora ran her fingers gently along Linda's jawline, then moved around, so they were once more face to face, to kiss her, her long tongue, tickling the inside of Linda's mouth. Linda responded, sucking on Euphora's tongue, wrapping her legs around Euphora's right leg, pressing her body full length against the alien body, their breasts sliding together, Linda's two, between the upper and lower pairs of the Aluran. "Of course I want to examine you, darling, but in your present condition, you might gum up my instruments. I would doubt that I could get reliable readings anyway with both of us in this state. That can wait until you are out of heat. Tell me, how would I be able to tell which people you still have to question?" "Thossse who are actively having sssex are mossst likely under the influenccce of my vaginal effluvium. And of course, those I have not yet questioned have higher numbers, if you ask them." "Ah, so those just rubbing themselves are still waiting to see you. If I was only number twenty-seven, then you still have thirty-three people to question. God, I'm so hot, I don't want to leave you." The two women cuddled together on the bed, their caresses conveying emotions that transcended species differences. Euphora ran her fingers through Linda's hair, and kissed her once more. "Perhapsss I ssshould not have ssspent ssso much time with you, Linda, but you are different from all the othersss, so very much like me in thought. I do want to be with you again, and have Loren join us. For now, you will find othersss to sssatisssfy your needsss among thossse I have already quessstioned. Pleassse go now. I will sssee you tomorrow. Have a pleasssant day, my love." Second Contact Leaving Euphora's cabin, Linda was in a state that could only be classified as extreme rut. By the time she reached her own cabin, two hours later, she had the semen of eight different men dripping from her vagina, running down her legs, and was pulling Vicky into the room, onto her bed. The two women spent another hour and a half in a tangle of arms and legs, licking and sucking the semen from on and within each other's body. With her cabin's air vents still closed, and Euphora's effluvium wearing off, Linda's head began to clear after their last mutual orgasm. "Oh, God!" she said, "I forgot about the men outside! I have to get to the control room!" She sat up on the edge of the bed, pushing her hair out of her eyes. Vicki looked up in surprise and said, "Outside? Oh, shit! I'm sorry Doctor. I don't know what came over me. I'm not really homosexual." "Neither am I, but you were great." Linda leaned back, rubbed Vicki's shoulder and kissed her forehead for reassurance. "There's no need to apologize. We have all been affected by Euphora's body chemistry. However, right now we need to see if those men are still alive." Linda went to a closet and pulled out two emergency oxygen tanks and full face breather masks. "Here, put this on and follow me to C&C." The pair made their way through the corridors, careful to avoid people engaged in sex on the floors. The command center was empty, except for the periodic ding of a distress call. "Corporal," said the Colonel, "seal the vents, void the air, and replace it from the emergency tanks." When Vicky had followed her instructions, the two removed their breathing gear. Taking a deep breath of the fresh, cooler air, Linda could tell that her sex drive was still on hold. "Good, it worked." Linda went to the communications console and opened the video link. "Okay, who's out there?" "What the Hell is going on in there guys?! What…uh Engineer Connors and Private Blake, here, sir. Just a sec, let me turn on my visual. It was off to conserve suit power Oh, Colonel, thank God! Uhhhh, why are you naked, Colonel?" Linda and Vicky both blushed. "Never mind that," Linda said, not bothering to try to cover herself. It was too late for that. "The Aluran female has affected everyone on board. How much air do you have left?" "About ten minutes, Sir." He sounded amused, using the formal 'Sir,' considering what he could see of her in his helmet monitor. "Circle the station to the engineering lock. I'm going to close its air vents from here, and flush the system. When you get inside, the bay will be in vacuum. Use air from the emergency tanks to fill it. I'm afraid you'll have to quarantine yourselves in Engineering until a supply ship docks. We'll need at least some crew with their wits about them. Whatever you do, don't open the air vents or the hatches to the interior of the station. In the mean time, I'm going to call for help from the survey ship at Zuben Eschamali." Linda closed the com-link, and turned her attention to remotely preparing the Engineering bay. As she worked she sorted through her feelings about Euphora, astonished at the complexity of strong desire, as strong as that she held for Loren, her growing desire to protect the Aluran woman from whatever Earth Force might want to do to her for espionage…both an intellectual and a deep, heart-felt desire…and a fear...what would happen if they took Euphora away from her? All those feelings for someone she had known less than an hour. Were they real, or chemically induced? Had she really fallen in love with an alien? With Euphora? * * * Colonel Meyers paused to take a sip of wine. All of the Canteen's patrons and it's two bartenders were crowded around the game table. Only the sound of their breathing could be heard. Despite the coolness of the room, some of the listeners were visibly perspiring, and licking their lips. All eyes were on the doctor. Linda smiled to herself, thinking, I can tell a good story. She took another sip of wine, then continued. * * * On the evening (Station night) of the second day of the alien invasion, the Doctor and her husband were in their quarters preparing a light snack before going to bed. Both were exhausted. "So how did your day go?" Loren asked. "I stayed in the infirmary all day. The only people who came in just wanted to have sex with me, but in between bouts, I did manage to get some of my research done. The inhibited cell-growth study is going well, and the infusion studies of planet's indigenous medicinal plants and molds are very promising. How about your day, dear?" "Well, we did a final thermal calibration on vat seven. I'll tell you, when Vicky gets a hold on a job, she doesn't let up till it's perfect." Linda turned and grinned at him. "I can tell you she's like that with sex, too!" Loren's face reddened as he grinned back at her. "Oh, I can vouch for that." "Loren?" "Linda?" They asked simultaneously. From the tone of their voices, each knew the other had something serious to ask. Both hesitated a few seconds, looking at each other, then Loren asked, "What is it, Linda? "I was just wondering…how do you feel about…about Euphora?" After a pause, Loren said, "I was going to ask you the same question. You first." "I really like her…a lot!" "So do I, but I get the feeling there's more…" his voice faded. "Yes, I…" Just then, the door chime dinged. Linda moved toward the door. "Who is it?" "Euphora. May I come in?" Linda touched the lock button, and the door slid open. "Please do, dear. Is there something we can do for you?" Euphora stepped in and remained standing by the closed door, her expression not quite readable by human standards. Had anyone asked, Linda would have said the alien was nervous, perhaps pensive. She remained silent for a moment. "Euphora," asked Loren, "is something wrong?" "M…May I ssspend the night with the two of you?" Her tone was thin, not the seductive, lusty tone the Meyers had heard from her before, as though she needed comforting. The humans glanced at each other, and moved forward without hesitation to put their arms around the Aluran. "You're lonely, aren't you," said the doctor. "Yesss," said Euphora, putting her head between theirs, embracing them. "I ssspent lassst night alone for the firssst time in my life. It wasss awful. I have alwaysss had people to sssleep with." "In the women's compound, you sleep in the same room with the other men and women?" Loren asked. "Our bedsss hold three to five people. We are never alone, never without loving companionsss." "Do you have a mate, a husband of your own?" "No, Linda. We have no permanent matesss, nor do we form permanent pair bondsss the way you do. That would degrade the gene pool, reduccce variation. But I do have fourteen men and women of which I am particularly fond." Linda kissed her cheek, and said, "Well, you won't be alone tonight." She pulled away, slightly, and indicated the food spread on the dining counter. "Would you care for a snack before going to bed?" Euphora held Loren's hand, and pulled him with her toward the counter. "Thisss looksss good," she said, lifting a soft yellow cube. "What isss it?" "That's called cheese. It's made from milk solids, processed by lactic acid producing bacteria. It's really very good." Loren picked up a cube for himself, and popped it into his mouth. Euphora set the cube down, delicately, and pointed to something else. "That's bread, which we bake from wheat flour. And this is chicken. It's an Earth animal, a bird raised specifically for food." Euphora tried the cube of chicken. "Mmm, it isss good. Tassstesss like vanna-lizzzard." Then she picked up the cheese, again. "I sssuppose I sshould try thisss. It ssseemed sssafe enough for you." She bit into it, and rolled it around her mouth. "Mmm, thisss isss good, too." She finished the cube, watching as Loren and Linda grabbed a few other items and poured themselves some wine. "Would you like some wine?" Linda asked. "It's a mild alcoholic beverage." "No, thank you. Aluransss cannot drink alcohol. It driesss usss out, and causssesss ssseriousss nerve damage. What elssse do you have to drink?" "We have milk, fruit juice, tea, coffee, and water." "I'll jussst have sssome water for now." Linda gave her a large cup of cold water, and the three of them took their plates to the small table beyond the counter. They ate in silence for a few minutes, then Euphora asked, "What do you normally do in the eveningsss when you come off sshift?. "We can watch video performances, listen to music, dance, read, or go to the Canteen to meet with friends," Linda volunteered. "We could also go to the gym, but we prefer to do that in the mornings, before shift," said Loren. "What about mating? Do you often mate with othersss aboard the ssstation?" "Not until you came aboard," said Linda. "Usually, married couples form a tight pair bond, and prefer not to mate outside the bond. Singles, that is, individual humans, are more promiscuous, having sex with other singles as often as they can. Your presence has modified the crews' behavior. I've never seen anything like it. It's like an orgy. You say this will go on for four more days?" "If I remain on the ssstation, it will. I have almossst finisshed my tasssk, and I sshould return to Varga tomorrow." "You're leaving?" the human couple asked, simultaneously, and with apprehension in their eyes and voices. "I need to complete my report to my sssuperiorsss." She paused, noting their tension. "I could come back, if you wissh it." "Yes, please come back as soon as you can." Linda put her cup and plate in the cleaning unit, and came to kneel by the alien woman. Eye to eye, she touched Euphora's shoulder and said, "Please come back. We need you." Loren left his cup and plate on the table, and moved to kneel at the other side of Euphora's chair. "She's right. We need you." He lifted and kissed the back of her hand. She pulled her arm away, then extended both arms to pull their heads to hers, her voice becoming seductively airy, once more, "Of courssse, I will return if you need me." She brushed her lips over Loren's, giving him a little lick, and did the same to Linda. "But I am ssstill here, right now. We ssshould not wassste thisss time together." "Absolutely not," breathed Linda. She and Loren stood up, pulling Euphora with them, and the three embraced, sharing kisses, as they slowly moved toward the bed. Involuntarily, Euphora's body released her mating pheromones in her breath, and a moment later she felt Loren's erection rise against her hip. She turned toward him and reached up to put her arms around his neck, pressing her body against his, adding a little wriggle of her hips. Linda moved behind Euphora, reaching around to cup her breasts, while forcing the alien body against her husband's nakedness, planting kisses on Euphora's neck. Loren placed his hands on Linda's hips, while she moved her left hand down Euphora's abdomen to feel for his penis. It rested against her belly, his scrotum, just brushing her outer lips. Linda pushed his testicles forward, rubbing them against Euphora's labia for a few seconds, before letting go, to put her fingertips against the frenna, massaging lightly as the Aluran moaned in pleasure. Euphora turned around suddenly, leaning back against Loren, while running one hand over Linda's breasts, the other hand down to her sex, massaging bare skin, while inserting her middle finger into Linda's moist slit. Loren reached around, holding Euphora's outer labia apart, while Linda increased pressure on the frenna, and inserted a finger into Euphora. The alien came with a shudder and a gasp and Linda cupped her hand beneath the opening to catch as much of the flow as she could, while the rest ran down Euphora's legs. Loren licked his wet fingers, while Linda slathered the spent liquid over Euphora's breasts, and bent to lick them. Loren pick up Euphora as though she had no weight at all, and placed her on the center of the bed, and she spread her legs, inviting him. Loren crawled onto the bed between her outstretched legs, his face red in unbridled lust. Linda grabbed his cock, pulling him forward and down, inserting his glans into Euphora's waiting tunnel. She watched as Loren began to thrust slowly inward. When fully inside her, he ground his hips against hers, then pulled slowly out. Linda bent forward to suck on his glans, then pushed him back inside, and he began a steady rhythm, in and out, in and out. Linda moved onto the bed, positioning her vulva directly over Euphora's mouth, immediately feeling the alien tongue reach up to caress her clit, then down to push inside her vagina, finding her Grafian Spot. As her husband diligently fucked the alien cunt, he watched the long thin tongue flick into and out of his wife. Loren and Linda smiled at each other, as Linda said, "Oh god, Euphora, that's it, lick me, suck me, suck my pussy!" She came in Euphora's mouth, just as Loren released his load deep inside Euphora, just as the Aluran shuddered in orgasm, herself. As the alien came, her tongue stopped moving inside Linda, who then grabbed Loren's hand to massage her clit. It threw Loren off balance, and he fell to the side, causing Linda to fall to Euphora's opposite side, laughing. "A threesome can be awkward, on occasion," said Loren. Euphora replied, "True, but let'sss try a different way. I have sssomething that might sssurprissse the good doctor." She rose and had Linda take her place, lying on the bed. Linda's eyebrows rose in question, while Euphora lay down full length on top of her and kissed her, then said, "When you exxxamine my body, you'll find a pair of glandsss just above my uterusss. The gland on the left ssstoresss a mixxxture of the sssemen of all the malesss who mate with me. The gland on the right ssside ssstoresss sssamplesss of the sssemen of the malesss my body respondsss to mossst ssstrongly, thossse it sssubconsssciousssly consssidersss the bessst evolutionary contendersss. Their sssemen would be usssed firssst in fertilizzzing my ova. With practiccce, an Aluran female can tell whossse sssemen isss ssstored in which vesssiclesss of the gland, and releassse a ssspecific sssample, when ssshe wantsss to." She got up and moved forward, positioning her vulva over Linda's mouth. "For exxxample," Euphora paused, and squirmed slightly, while Linda's tongue reached into her vagina. Linda felt, then tasted semen on her tongue, the flavor different from Loren's, but good. "That isss your Bassse Commander'sss sssemen." Linda mashed her tongue against Euphora's frenna, slathering the semen over it, tasting both Euphora and the commander's finest. Loren watched his wife lapping up semen from the alien vagina, enjoying the sight. "Thisss," said Euphora, with another wriggle, "isss Lieutenant Juergen'sss sssample." Linda found the taste bitter, garlic flavored, but she swallowed it, and licked Euphora's outer lips. "More," she breathed. Euphora continued giving her seven more samples from the men of the station's crew, which Linda enjoyed. Finally, she said, "I can't ssseem to get my body to releassse the lassst sssample," she frowned. "It doesssn't want to give it up, to wassste it. It isss Loren'sss sssemen. My subconsssciousss mussst think very highly of you, Loren." "Thank you,", he said, caressing her two right breasts. He knelt up to kiss them, then moved higher to kiss Euphora. She caressed his testicles. "Even though I know, intellectually, that your sssperm cannot fertilizzze my eggsss, my body respondsss automatically to a man'sss sssexxxual fervor. I am pleasssed that it chossse you…your sssemen to protect and sssave." She hugged him, and looked down at Linda. "Would you like me to releassse the mixxx in the left gland, now?" "Yes, please darling," said Linda, sealing her lips around Euphora's open tunnel. Euphora wriggled, and flooded Linda's waiting mouth with a mixture of semen, almost causing her to gag. Linda swallowed only part of the mass. Getting out from under the alien, Linda knelt up, dribbling the semen from her mouth onto her breasts, taking her hands and slathering the semen over her own, then over Euphora's breasts and vulva. She pushed Euphora down on the bed, and began to lick the semen from her left nipples, inviting Loren to do the same. He was reluctant to taste another man's semen, at first, but the sight of Linda sucking Euphora's breast was a powerful turn-on, and he gave the nipple nearest him a little lick. Soon he was sucking fervently on each of Euphora's right nipples, while his and his wife's fingers played in Euphora's semen-covered vulva, their combined rubbing bringing the alien to another powerful, multiple orgasm. Both Linda and Loren moved around, spreading Euphora's legs as widely as possible, to lie down and lick at her undulating opening, while the alien body bucked and rocked with continual pleasure. When Euphora's contractions finally died away, Loren began to mount her once more, but she put a hand to his chest, causing him to stop. "I want to watch you and Linda," she said. "I have not actually watched a human male and female copulate, during the time I have been quessstioning the crew." Obligingly, Linda lay down, while Loren moved between her legs, and Euphora caressed her clit. Loren entered her slowly, but quickly built up a rhythm, while the Aluran watched in fascination. Loren lifted Linda's hips so he could kneel and move even faster. Euphora said, "It isss beautiful, that way her lipsss move in and out with the tug of your penisss." She reached out, putting her fingers around his pumping shaft, to feel the motion. As Loren's speed increased, and he approached climax, Euphora fingers glided in circles around Linda's clitoris, and she came first, in multiple orgasms, before Loren finally released himself. The three separated, collapsing onto the bed, cuddling, with Euphora in the middle. As Linda drifted off to sleep, she knew in her heart that she did not want to lose this woman. * * * For a full minute, no one spoke. Faces around the canteen were flushed. Time seemed frozen. Then the doctor cleared her throat and continued. "Well, after that, Earth Force Command sent a formal letter of protest to the Aluran government. They responded that they were only defending their own interests, and that no harm had come to the station crew. The crew verified that not only was there no harm, but there were numerous, ah, benefits from this particular operation," the doctor finished her narrative, with a wide smile, her face still flushed. So were many other people in the room from the doctor's graphic descriptions, and most of the men were visibly aroused. "So, what happened to the alien girl?" asked a lieutenant. "Yeah! What happened to the spy?" "Yeah! Did they arrest her?" "Did they send her back to the planet?" Loren got up and moved to stand behind his wife, stroking her shoulders. Linda pulled his right hand forward, down into her blouse. When he pulled her breast free of the cloth, kneading her nipple, the audience gasped. She looked up at him, eyes narrowed, breathing harder, and they shared a lewd smirk. "We married her," they said together. "You what?" "No shit!" "Yer kidding?" There were more murmurs around the room. "My Gawd! You didn't bring her here, to sector headquarters, did you?" demanded an alarmed captain standing by the bar. Linda stood up, opening her blouse, dropping her skirt, and said, "Everyone, I'd like you to meet our wife, Euphora!" They all heard the barroom door swing open and shut, and a long sigh; then a sweet, soft, seductive voice, like wind rustling through leaves said, "Hello. My name isss Euphora. Pleassse love me." Second Contact End