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Authors name: Homer Vargas

Story title : Solon - First Encounter

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Solon - First Contact

By Homer Vargas

Captain Catherine Allen leaned back into my

arms as we looked out over the spaceport of Solon.

My sexy lover was the commander of the spaceship

that had brought our contact mission to Solon and

she took her prerogatives seriously. Now that we

had landed, however, I, as the ship's chief

xenologist, was essentially in charge of the

contact operation. Although supposedly ours was

the first group from Federation space to make

contact with Solon, there were vaguely ominous

stories which implied that others had come here

... and not returned. One particularly silly

version had it that Solon was ruled by women who

kept their men in a kind of sex slavery.

"Tony, I don't like this place," Kathy said,

snuggling closer. "There is too much preparation

down there to be based on our tele-messages of

just three day ago."

"They certainly *look* friendly," I replied.

"That is exactly what worries me," she said,

archly.

"Why don't you let me worry about meeting the

natives, darling," I said. "Five years of

astrophysics doesn't make you and expert on extra-

terrestrial humanoids."

"Humanoids!" she harumphed, "Those are

*women*, and I don't trust them. Look at those

disgusting mini smocks they wear! There is only

one reason women dress that way -- to excite and

seduce men."

"Not to dispute your mastery of the feminine

wiles, darling, but this is a tropical planet," I

pointed out reasonably. "Why shouldn't they wear

skimpy clothes. I am afraid you are just applying

Earth standards to the Solonians."

"And why did they insist that the men and

women of our crew be separated as soon as we land

and have no contact while on Solon?" she asked

defiantly.

"You are making a mountain out of a molehill,

honey. Actually it is a taboo that has been

reported from several star systems. Just leave

handling the Solonians to me. You are on vacation

here until we are ready to return. Just rest up

and eat well so that on the way back we can get

down to business."

"On the way back I just pilot this crate

home. What `business' are you talking about."

"Our `business.' I think it's time we

stopped being a `number' and got married. Can

your Deputy do that?

"Do you mean it, darling?" Kathy squealed.

"Yes, yes. Judy can perform the ceremony if it is

her Captain who is getting married. But why the

rush?"

"Honey, haven't we waited long enough? Let's

take advantage of the months of leisure on the way

back to get you pregnant. When I arrive on earth

with my new wife, I want her to have a big belly!"

"Well, in that case, maybe we should start

practicing now," Kathy said as she took me by the

hand and pulled me towards the Captain's

stateroom.

**************************

I thought it unnecessary, but Kathy insisted

on leaving a small group of men behind to watch

the ship. As they announced, the Solonians had

separate welcoming parties for the men and women.

Kathy gave me one final, worried look as the

group of men and women parted company for the

journey into the city. Our precaution seemed

unnecessary. Far from seeming hostile, the

Solonian women officials we met seemed most

friendly. After a day of sightseeing and

conferences, they invited us to a formal dinner.

At the banquet each of my men found himself

with a beautiful companion at his side, a woman

who frankly seemed more interested in being with a

man than in the ceremonies. These randy young

women snuggled close and my men glanced, furtively

at first, them avidly, at gloriously large round

tits in the loose fitting halters of their sexy

table mates. The liquor flowed freely and the

women made sure that my men all gradually got

drunk The banquet progressively slipped towards

orgy. The lights dimmed for an erotic

entertainment -- if anyone was watching. Large

screens showed almost nude women dancing before

entranced men before falling on them and ravishing

them. This helped get everyone in the proper mood

for the women to giggle and open their tunics,

encouraging my horny men to feel up their ample

tits. Soon these apparently randy bitches were

hiking their tunics to have the men play with

their well lubricated snatches as well.

I could see what was happening and might have

stopped it. I should have at least tried to stop

it, but I was much too distracted myself. Ethne,

the plump High Priestess of Solon was giving me

the same treatment up on the dais my men were

getting down below. This mature, well-built, and

apparently rutting female was crawling all over

me. Early in the evening Ethne's tunic had fallen

open letting one of the best set of jugs in the

universe start to work its magic on me. It made

my recent proposal to Kathy sort of hard to

remember and I soon stopped trying.

Snuggling close, this overflowing female let

me know I was welcome to start inspecting her

equipment. She pressed glass alter glass of the

deliciously potent liquid to my lips and even

before she had me tipsy, I couldn't keep my hands

off of her luscious tits. While I was busy

kissing and nuzzling these man-melters, I suddenly

felt the High Priestess's hand slither into my

pants. I couldn't resist when she took full

possession of my cock and of me! Did this woman

know how to work a man's prick! Her successful

effort to give me an erection showed what she had

in mind. It looked like she was planning to take

me to bed and fuck me stupid. Well, anything for

interplanetary amity!

It didn't take her long to have me sinking

into an erotic daydream about spending the night -

- no, many nights -- getting laid by the hottest

woman I had ever run across. I could see her

taking me through that nearby curtained exit into

her private quarters. When she had me alone

there, she would strip me. Perhaps her attendants

would bathe me in tepid perfumed waters before she

joined me in the bath. We would play with each

others' naked bodies until we were both aroused to

a fever. Then she would lead me to her bed.

Before taking me in her arms to make love to me,

she would press a final goblet to my lips, a

philter to incite my lust and permit me better to

service her own. Then she would lay me back and

again place in my mouth a nipple of a lust

hardened breast. as she lowered herself onto me.

How this woman would take charge of me! I would

be immobilized beneath those hips, my prick

swallowed up by her ravenous pussy. I would let

her screw me to heaven.

Suddenly, however, I was jolted from this

delightful reverie. The lights had begun to

flicker in a dangerously familiar pattern - the

hypno-ray! Instantly I pushed treacherous woman

off me and drew up. "Ethne! What do you mean by

this kind of low trick? You have turned a hypno-

ray on Federation officers. That is a hostile and

stupid act! Don't you know this amateurish

attempt at mind control is futile. Federation

explorers are well trained to resist hypno ray."

"We know all about the resistance of

Federation men to hypno-ray, Lt. Black," she

replied, smiling. "More, apparently, than you do.

The supposed `immunity' of a trained man to

hypno-ray is not unconditional. Resistance to its

insidious effects demands total concentration on

certain subconscious, learned blocking patterns.

Your men may soon find that concentration ...

faltering," she smirked.

"Women of Solaria have generations of

experience in gaining domination over our men. We

can subvert even subconscious resistance. When a

man is lying in the arms of a Solonian woman

getting properly fucked, even his subconscious

attention becomes focused on only one thing -- the

pleasure he is drowning in. Growing ecstasy makes

it more and more difficult for his brain to block

out the hypno-ray as she pushes him closer and

closer to orgasm. When at last she makes him

come, his mind's last defenses will fail. There,

in dazed satiation as he lies overwhelmed by

orgasm in the arms of his seductress, the hypno-

ray will destroy his mental shields and he becomes

as totally vulnerable to hypnotic suggestion.

His partner will take advantage of this

moment of weakness, but only to induce a light

trance. This is the first step to falling into

her control, but the effect is subtle. At first,

he will only have an enormous sexual appetite and

an obsession with her. Tomorrow, each of these

men will wake up in bed with his hot new

girlfriend back at her lair. He won't be able to

remember exactly nor will he care very much how he

got there. Remembering how they made out at the

party and how she then took him home for the fuck

of his life is enough for him. By the time

breakfast is over, he will be eager to get screwed

again and his partner will be more than willing.

Every time she takes him down for a roll in the

hay, the hypno-ray will be on. Each time he goes

under, her control of his mind will become

stronger."

"After a few days of hypno-ray drenched sex

all your men will have been totally enslaved,

although they won't know it or care. In a few

months, when my women have them under sufficiently

strong domination, we will make them build a star

drive for us. With a star drive Solonian women

can go out and, with our power over men, conquer

the universe."

"You may think you are clever, Ethne, but

your plan won't work. Not all of the men are

here. Captain Allen left guards at the ship. If

we don't come back, they will call on the

hyperwave for help."

"Yes, they could, if we didn't have them,

too, otherwise ... 'occupied,' right now," she

agreed. "Unfortunately for you, a group of my

prettiest women in short tunics and revealing

halters visited the ship this afternoon and asked

to look around. Of course they needed companions.

Soon each escort was surprised and pleased to

find the busty girl he was showing around seemed

more interested in him and in sex than in the

ship. My girls wiggled their asses and jiggled

their tits until each guide was thinking of

nothing but sex. Then each woman contrived to be

lead to some secluded niche where she could be

alone with her guide. There she let your woman-

starved crewman slake the desire she had cleverly

incited. Blouses were hastily unbuttoned, flies

invaded, skirts lifted, shorts pulled down, and

panties dropped. Quite droll! Soon your ship was

filled with moans of passion as twosomes copulated

in the oddest places and in the most original

positions. They tell me that one man wasn't keen

until he was wrestled to the floor by a large

shapely woman. Eventually tussling with an armful

of female flesh aroused him enough for her to

mount and fuck him. As soon as each man came, the

woman's portable hypno ray generator did the rest.

The men left behind on the ship will wake up the

same way as the others."

"Your plan will still never succeed," I said.

"Building a star-drive will take a long time.

Even if you take all my men captive, the women of

the crew can take the star-drive ship and go for

help. Their immunity to hypno-ray is based on

other psychological principles.

"Do you think we are stupid, Lt. Black? Of

course the women could go for help, but I assure

you, none of them will ever leave Solon. We have

made equally sure that not one of your women will

ever the slightest desire to leave Solon - and not

because of hypno-ray. We don't need it. Sex can

be as sticky a trap for your women as for your

men. Have a look at what was going on a while

back at the banquet for your unchaperoned girls,"

she grinned.

Ethne switched on a large screen showing our

female officers and enlisted women obviously drunk

and laughing uproariously. The group was at

different stages of foreplay and in various

degrees of undress with an equal number of

handsome young men. The most restrained was lying

back moaning like a heifer in heat as a pretty boy

worked on her tits. Most had their legs splayed

going off their nut as they were being eaten. A

few were already down and being fucked out of

there minds.

"You now see why we had to separate you.

Those young men 'entertaining' your women so well

are our Solonian studs," Ethne explained. "The

women of the Solonian elite have powerful sexual

appetites and we have to use these young bucks to

keep us satisfied. These men have been trained

since puberty in knowing how to excite sexual

desire in a woman and then give her pleasure.

Your girls never knew what hit them. From my

personal experience, I can tell you, these boys

know how to make a woman want to get laid! When I

turn myself over to one of them, I know I am going

to be ravished. His touch makes me forget

everything and sends me into a frenzy of lust. In

seconds he can have me fully aroused and panting

for sex. All I can think about is getting him in

me. And when he finally penetrates me and

discharges his large caliber cock into my pussy,

he leaves me devastated. No human female in the

universe can defend herself from these boys."

"Perhaps you would be especially interested

in the normally demure Captain Allen." Ethne

adjusted a control to focus on my Kathy. "She's

your girlfriend, right? Yes, Captain Allen, a

totally professional woman. Not at all interested

in anyone but you? Thinks only of her career?

Take a close look at her face. That's raw desire

you see! The young man beside her is Ramo, one of

my favorites. He has reduced your sweetie to a

puddle of female rut! Ramo got her giggly drunk

and she's itching for sex. Now all the poor

Captain wants is something hard thick and

masculine between her legs. He overwhelmed her

brilliant, disciplined mind with a desire for cock

as easily as the silliest little pants-crazy

ensign."

"Almost as soon as Ramo sat down next to her

and started pressing close, your cool Captain was

surprised how much she enjoyed the warm pleasure

from his hard body pressed against her. More

surprisingly, she found she had the urge to press

back. In fact she was already feeling quite

randy. We had put the right dose of testosterone

in their drinks, so all your women were feeling

amorous even before their dates moved in on them.

Before long Kathy was lying back contentedly in

Ramo's muscular arms, a warming glow of arousal

spreading out over her from between her legs. She

felt the juices from her pussy start to stain her

Navy panties as he nuzzled her neck and nibbled

her ear."

"Then your girlfriend felt her date's very

practiced hands first slip inside her blouse and

claim possession of her tits. She suspected what

was coming and had every intention of pushing him

away. She never let strange men touch her

breasts. She knew a man felt up a woman's tits

for just one reason, to get her hot enough to

screw. But Kathy was already horny and the

pleasure of his hands on her titties was too good

to refuse. She wanted to be felt up! How could

this be happening to her? Her tits had turned to

rocks; her nipples ached with erection. His

hands, oh those marvelous hands! It was getting

hard to think. She moaned with pleasure."

"At first Kathy tried not to show arousal to

the other women. She wanted to set a good

example, but she saw that the all other women were

already making out with their dates, too. Many

were further gone than she was. Her best friend

Jill over there had thrown open her blouse and was

lying back bawling like a heifer in heat as a boy

with a shock of curly black hair was sucking and

kissing her breasts. The smock of Alexandra, the

ship's doctor, was up around her waist and a

grinning young man had his hand in her pussy

making her writhe in ecstasy. And Margaret, the

dowdy flight engineer, had her panties around her

ankles and was yelping joyously while a pretty boy

was eating her snatch and making her come time

after time.

"Soon Kathy, too, was past caring who saw

what she and Ramo were doing. Promptly her

blouse, too, was wide open and this beautiful man

had his hands and mouth all over her tits. He

proceeded feeling up your girlfriend's boobs,

gradually working her up into a fever of passion

she'd never known before. Before she left there,

she had come more times than she could count."

"That was at the party. it didn't last long!

Now let me show you one happy Federation Navy

officer on her way to her new stud's apartment,"

Ethne gloated and changed the view.

I saw Kathy's giggling, almost comically

insincere efforts to prevent the young man from

getting his hands on her pussy and seethed with

anger. It had taken me months before she ever let

me get that far with her. "A little later, when

he succeeded in running his hand back up inside

her skirt, and into her panties, she was so horny

she only sighed, kissed him passionately, and

squirmed with pleasure as he titillated her. She

may have vaguely remembered Miss Someone from the

training Academy telling her never to let a

strange man handle her pussy like that. But it

wasn't Miss Someone's clit that was being fingered

so wonderfully. And if it were, Kathy knew the

old bag would be just as hot to trot as she was."

"By now, Kathy just didn't give a damn any

more. She was just a horny woman and she liked

being finger fucked by this wonderful man. She

spread her legs cooperatively so he could get his

talented fingers in her and diddle her all the

better. Now look at her! She has pulled down her

pants and hiked the skirt of her uniform and is

squirming with pleasure as our boy plays with her

clit. She can't stop coming. My Ramo knows how

to drive a woman crazy with desire, touching

erogenous zones she didn't even know she had."

"Your Captain has never before known a man

who could arouse her like this. She is going wild

with craving for some cock, rutting to get a prick

in her cunt. She has been sexually mastered by an

artist and loves it. She will eagerly follow our

stud into his quarters tonight. There, overcome

by a desire more powerful than she's ever felt

before, she'll be eager to let this Adonis bed her

and penetrate her with his cock."

"Happily she will let her man lasciviously

undress her. His finger will never leave her clit

as he puts her down in the sack. Gently he will

push open her willing legs. And when he drops his

pants she's in for a wonderful shock! Centuries

of selection has given our Solonian studs longer,

thicker pricks and larger balls than any

Earthwoman has ever dreamed about. Helplessly

excited by the sight, she will gobble his long

pussy-pleasing prick down into her juiced-up cunt.

As inch after long thick inch of this woman-

subduing shaft slides into her warm wet pussy, she

will go off her nut. Our stud will screw Kathy

long and thoroughly tonight. His massive cock

will go deep into her vagina again and again,

making her yelp and bray in ecstasy. His

practiced prick will send her into orgasm after

orgasm with almost every stroke until your

Federation Navy officer is dissipated. When he

finally pumps her pussy full of a greater load of

jism than she has never before experienced, it

will knock her out like dope."

"As she lies there in sated, unconscious

bliss, waiting medical technicians will begin to

purge her body of the long-lasting contraceptives

we know Federation Navy women take. Then they

will give her hormones to re-establish and bring

forward her menstrual cycle. They will also

insert a small subcutaneous testosterone capsule

that will keep your girlfriend's sex drive

enormously elevated for the next several, critical

weeks. Although she'll have no way of knowing it,

when she wakes up tomorrow, your girlfriend, and

all the other women of the crew, will be near

their most fertile time of the month, completely

unprotected and ravenous for sex."

"You don't mean...?"

"Yes, we're going to make sure Kathy and all

your other women promptly get pregnant. By

tomorrow morning each Earthwoman will be well on

her way to making her first fat Solonian baby.

Some, maybe even your Kathy, may already have

conceived without knowing it. But we won't take

chances."

"Kathy will wake up in the arms of the hunk

with whom she spent an unforgettable night making

love. She won't let him get out of bed until he

has fucked her again. She will be surprised at

her strong craving for sex, but she will suppose

it's because she is hopelessly in love, as in a

way, she will be."

"For the next several weeks your girlfriend

will be on a 'honeymoon' with her new lover. And

what is a honeymoon traditionally for? To give

the new husband the chance to impregnate his bride

as soon as possible. He wants to get her

pregnant, have her bear his child. That is our

objective, exactly. I predict that in about nine

months every one of your Federation Navy's finest

pilots will be lying in a maternity hospital with

her lover at her side and a new-born Solonian

infant nursing at her breast."

"During early morning strolls with her

marvelous new man, his strong arm gently around

the Kathy's still narrow waist, his fingers

resting playfully on her undulating ass, she will

realize just how safe and happy and she feels here

with this man. Safe, happy, and, thanks in part

to the testosterone capsule, horny as hell!

"`I don't know what's happening to me,

darling, but I'm feeling so sexy again,' she will

giggle in his ear."

"Ramo will know but feign a pleased surprise.

`But honey, it's only been a few hours since I

last fucked you silly. Are you some kind of

fiend?'"

"`Maybe, I just know I want you inside me

again.' Unsurprised, her man will kiss her and

take her tits and bring her rapidly to full

arousal. The walk will end abruptly with your

ship's Captain sprawled moaning and panting on the

soft grass, the skirt of her smart dress uniform

hiked up over her waist, her legs splayed and her

regulation Navy panties down around her ankles.

Eyes closed and with our stud's big prick ramming

deep into her cunt, shooting her full of his warm

thick fuck, all she can do is beg him for more."

"Soon she will abandon the uniform for short

shifts. They give her new boyfriend quicker

access to her tits and her pussy `and they're

easier to launder.'"

"A picnic lunch may lead to too much wine,

the giggly realization she is hot to trot again

and wants to get 'laid in the shade.' Foreplay

won't have to last long before she spreads her

legs obediently. Soon the pussy of your highly

trained officer is again being penetrated. Her

vagina is filled by a giant cock and again flooded

with come."

"Late night trysts will end with one sated

Federation Naval Officer naked and dazed by

multiple orgasms, drifting off to sleep coiled

around the torso of her lover like a contented

little snake, his big hunk of man-meat still

filling her well-spermed pussy."

"She'll be amazed to wake up every morning

feeling deliciously ready for more sex, not

knowing her man had been playing with her tits and

fingering her clit while she was asleep. Giggling

at her own arousal, she'll enjoy his kissing and

sucking her tits before she lets him pours more

hot come down her pleasure hole before breakfast.

In short, Ramo will keep Captain Allen aroused

and fucking morning, noon, and night."

"And what inevitably happens to a nubile

young woman not on her contraceptives who day

after day gets her cunt pumped full of semen by a

virile man? In a couple of weeks Miss Total Naval

Officer will notice that her period is late. In a

few days, she'll figure it out: she's expecting a

baby! Will she curse the a non-Federation man who

has gotten her pregnant? Be aghast that she

allowed sex to ruin her career? Will she rue

having let a few days of passion, a few nights on

her back destroy her life in the Federation Navy?"

"Not at all! She will be delighted to find

her young hunk has got her knocked up. She'll be

overjoyed to be carrying his child because she

knows when she tells him, he is going to let her

stay with him. The man who has been putting it to

her better than she's ever had it in her life will

continue to ram her full of cock. All Kathy will

want is to keep this man fucking her. She'll be

willing to stay on Solon forever, happy to make as

many babies for him as long as he demands, if

that's what it takes to keep his prick going in

and out of her regularly."

"Her new husband will still keep the mummy-

to-be in the most delicious rut. She'll be no

less addicted to his prick when her pregnancy

starts to show. Getting fat won't make her less

horny. She'll never consider going back to the

Federation. As her tits swell, her hips widen,

her trim figure ruined forever, she'll appreciate

even more a man who will keep putting it to her

even when her tummy is bulging, keeping her

sexually satisfied all through the pregnancy. In

short, your women will stay on Solon because we've

given them men to keep them fat, happy, and

constantly pregnant."

"And that takes care of all of your crew."

"At least I have not been overpowered by the

ray."

"I wouldn't want you to be," Ethne smiled.

"A rayed-out zombie is of no use to us, and --

less fun. You see, we need a completely normal,

sexy Lt. Tony Black to take his new Solonian wife

back to Federation space. Rather poetic isn't it?

A xenologist marrying an alien woman? By going

back to the Federation with you now, the woman

will be able to seduce and enslave a few important

men and soften the Federation up for the larger

numbers of Solonian women who will eventually

follow."

"Ridiculous!" I exclaimed.

"Don't speak too soon, Tony. Wait until you

see the girl I have picked out for you."

"You can come in now, Alexi," Ethne called

over her shoulder. I was stunned when a gorgeous

young woman walked in. She looked a lot like

Ethne, but younger and slimmer. "What do you

think, dear?"

"Even better than you said!," gushed the

lithe young woman. "You're the best big sister a

girl could have!"

"Well, Tony, how do you like your bride to be

?" Ethne smirked.

I was almost speechless. She was incredible.

Ethne ten years younger. But her beauty didn't

alter my situation. "My bride?" I spat.. "You

must be crazy! I would never pretend to marry

this woman and let her go back with me under such

a subterfuge!"

"But it will be no pretense, Tony," Alexi

said sweetly. "You are really going to marry me.

By this time tomorrow, you will be ecstatically

happy with your hot new Solonian wife. You won't

regret it, either, darling. There will be

advantages being married to me," she said. "I can

see that you rise rapidly in rank. After all, the

more important you are, the more important will be

the men I will have access to."

"Do you think you can bribe me to go along

with this?"

"Perhaps not with money, darling...," Alexi

grinned, "But there are ... other ways a Solonian

woman can 'bribe' an Earthman. Ethne told you

Solonian women have sexual urges far more intense

and frequent than Earthwomen. And although I

surely do not plan to be 'faithful' to you,

prudence will dictate that more often than not my

handsome young husband will have to satisfy my

rather considerable sexual appetite."

"You'll have what other men only dream of,

darling, a perpetually horny wife. From me you

will get all the sex you can handle. Anytime you

want to screw, your woman will be more than ready.

Brush my tits, pat my bottom, or give me a

lingering kiss and I'm hot to trot. I'll tumble

into bed with you whenever you want it and screw

you like a banshee. Better still, you can usually

count on me to take the initiative. I'll make you

one happy and very satisfied man."

"What you suggest is treasonous. I do not

intend to help you subvert the Federation."

"But you'll do it whether you intend to or

not, honey. One night in bed with me will be

enough to change your mind for good. Centuries

ago Solonian women learned we had to prevent our

men from using our own intense sex drive to

dominate us. So we developed ways of controlling

our men instead of being controlled. We didn't

have the hypno-ray then to overpower our men's

will, mind, and desire. We had only the knowledge

passed down from mother to daughter of how to use

our bodies to excite a man, take him in our arms,

and plunge him into a pleasure so intense he would

do anything to repeat it. We drugged our men into

submission with lust. They stayed home with the

children and we kept them sated with pleasure and

uninterested in anything but sex which we were

more than happy to supply."

"Like generations of Solonian men, you will

become an ever so contented consort. When I make

love to you just once, darling, you'll need me to

do it again and again. One delirious night in the

sack and you will be addicted to my kind of sex.

My warm wet cunt will be your dope and my tits

will be like a pair of insistent pushers making

you crave more and more. Now come here and let me

give you your first hit. Just one good dose will

turn you into my hard-dick junkie," she grinned,

opening her arms.

"Get away from me, you witch," I exclaimed as

she approached me.

"You don't mean that, darling," she cooed,

slinking closer. "Look at these boobs. See how

big and round and hard they are. I'm excited,

too. I want you to feel mine up like you were

doing to Ethne's. You were having such a good

time with hers before you were interrupted," she

added, opening her tunic. "And you were getting

her so hot, so ready to screw, so eager to go down

on you. You can pick up with me where you left

off. Soon I'll be squirming to get laid and you

can put it to me."

"And I know how horny you are, too, Tony.

Come, let me tuck you into bed. There in my arms,

sucking my tits, you'll slowly forget all about

duty, or the Federation, or anything else. Come

let me have some fun with you. Your horny wife to

be has just got one thing on her mind, wanting to

fuck her man."

"No, no!" I protested, frightened by the

power of the arousal I felt.

"Don't fight me any more, darling. Give up.

You want me too bad," she almost whispered as she

came nearer, her perfect body naked, breasts

undulating, hips swaying. "Let me tell you

something else. There's a special reason I'm hot

for you tonight. It's the perfect cover for our

plan. I want you to make me pregnant. Come on,

let's make a baby!" I was transfixed as she

slipped into my arms and kissed me.

"Now, that's better," she said as I returned

her kiss. "Oh!" she exclaimed in genuine pleasure

as she felt me stiffen against her, "You know, I

think I'm going to like being married to you." I

held her close, returning her kiss with passion.

My hands found her ass and pressed it

instinctively to my loins. "You won't regret

tonight and all the other days and nights, Tony.

Let's take and advance against our honeymoon,

darling. I am going to make it so sweet."

Minutes later my interrupted daydream of

being bedded by a sexy Solonian was coming true.

Alexi stoked my excitement to incandescence.

Intoxicated from sucking her tits, transported by

her manipulation of my cock, our foreplay became

frenzied. At last she whispered. "Enough,

darling. You're more than ready. I will take

charge of our love-making now."

Helpless, I let her crawl on top of me and

felt her cunt envelope my throbbing prick.

"You're so hard darling! Do you have something

for me? Something for my horny, fertile womb? Do

you want to give me a baby? You do, don't you?

Yes! Then do it! Fill me. Give it to me. Now!"

I felt her orgasm once, twice and then I came in

one mind-blowing orgasm and fell asleep.

I dreamed of angels.

When we woke up the next day, we started

discussing the wedding. But before long Alexi

decided to interrupt the planning to celebrate the

engagement again.

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Six months later when I stepped off the ship

with a Alexi beaming at my side, I realized that I

had gotten what I wanted. It didn't turn out as I

expected, but at my side was my new wife with our

child in her big belly.

To be continued

Comments and ideas (please) to:

Homer Vargas

the_story_writer@yahoo.com

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