"Alien Baby Mamas"

[TonyDeeDee]

"Alien Baby Mamas"​

Tyson was already in the club at a second level mezzanine table when Jon entered. The two could sense one another, despite the heat and sexual energy rising from the 500+ writhing dancers populating the main and mezzanine dance floors.

Jon looked up and found Tyson as the man stood and casually waved his way. Jon nodded to his Partner, then made his way through the thick crowd of often sweating bodies. He had just reached the top of the second flight of steps when a woman bumped into him. He snatched her upper arm without even thinking, causing her to turn suddenly with an instantly angered expression.

"Hey!" she hollered. "What gives?"

"I am sorry," Jon said, quickly releasing her. "I thought you were falling. I was only trying to help."

That wasn't the reason he'd detained her, of course. He'd sensed, through his skin and nose both, the sexual pheromones rising from her dance-heated body and knew in an instant that she was in heat.

Her expression of anger faded a bit as she looked him up and down, then smiled. "Tux is a bit much, isn't it?"

Jon looked at his outer wear but didn't understand her comment. He asked, ignorant of how silly -- and inappropriate -- he sounded, "Will this fashionable attire not attract a human female for the purpose of breeding and pro-creation?"

The woman stared in amazement for a moment, then burst out laughing. She slapped Jon's chest playfully before turning and descending the stairs. She swayed her body a bit more dramatically than necessary, then looked behind her just to ensure that the crazy one was watching.

Jon was, of course, watching her until she reached her friends at a table on the main floor. He continued onward to join Tyson, whose attention was set on a pair of women dancing together on the small first mezzanine dance floor.

"I have located a human female, Partner Tyson," he said bluntly, skipping the pleasantries altogether, "who is at her peak and prime for breeding and--"

"And...!" Tyson cut in loudly, desperate to shut up his less experienced Mating Team Partner before he was overheard at the nearby tables. Turning to face Jon he said in a lower volume, "...I found two myself ... but I'm not going around announcing to everyone within ear shot why we are here, am I?"

He looked over Jon's partial tux ensemble and smiled in dismay. "What the hell are you wearing?"

Jon was at a loss, again looking himself over with a confused look. "What is wrong with the apparel I have chosen? The Memory Download seemed to--"

Tyson made a zip it gesture before his lips, looked about for prying eyes, then leaned in closer to his Partner and said, "Oh my god, did you finish the Contemporary Public Norms Modules before they transported you to partner with me?"

Jon raised an eye brow, repeating with a wry tone, "Oh my god...? Really? I could ask you the same, Partner Tyson. I believe that that particular phrase is, as they say, Oh, so yesterday."

Tyson smiled broadly, only to prevent himself from growling at his Partner. Slowly, almost through clenched teeth, he said, "No, they don't say that anymore ... at least ... I don't think they do... Forget it."

Tyson turned away to look down upon the two women dancing erotically with one another. He thought about what his Partner had told him and about how he'd responded.

Fact of the matter was that by the time the Intelligence agents on Earth sent their most recently gathered intel back to Altura; by the time that Intel made it to the Memory Downloads for the Earth Insertion Program; by the time the Breeders received those memory injections and were given a few weeks to role play scenarios; and, finally, by the time those Breeders were transported to Earth to begin their assignment of finding suitable hosts for Alturian offspring, most of what the volunteers knew was months, even years old. And in this day and age on a fast moving Earth, years might as well be decades to a being from Altura.

"Those two," Tyson said, nodding his head toward the woman below. "I can smell them from here. At least one of them is Prime ... possibly both of them. Problem is, I don't think they're into men."

"What does that mean," Jon asked innocently, "you do not think they are into men."

Tyson looked to his Partner and repeated as he had said it, "I don't think they're into men. Don't, not do not ... they're, not they are!"

Jon looked away, understanding his mistake. "I am trying to-- I'm trying to learn, Partner Ty--"

"Tyson!" the other man cut in, laughing. He turned and grasped his Partner by the shoulders, telling him, "Loosen up, pal. Down here, we're Friends, not Partners. That word in this society, spoken by one man about another, has a meaning that will not help us get laid, you understand?"

Jon stared blankly at his friend.

"You don't understand," Tyson said softly, barely noticeable over the loud music. He spoke higher, "Okay. We have three Primes to choose from--"

"From which to choose--"

"To choose from!" Tyson was losing his patience. "Since you are new, I'll let you choose: the woman you almost knocked down the stairs, who thinks you dress funny. Or the two women below us who probably don't prefer men. I don't know if we have enough Charm to convince one or both of them to leave with us, but we can try."

When Tyson spoke the word Charm, he meant Charm with an upper case 'C'. One of the advantages that Alturians had over many of the species they had visited over their millennia of inter-planetary travel was Charm. The powerful charisma-like ability often made it possible to convince members of those species -- sometimes all of the members of those species -- to do things they typically wouldn't voluntarily do.

Tyson had been part of the Earth Insertion Program for six months already, although he'd only bred with females who had already been proven by other Partners in the Program. He had no idea whether or not his and Jon's Charm would work on fresh stock. In the end, it wouldn't matter: if they were unsuccessful in convincing their chosen female to breed with them voluntarily, well...

"Okay, let's do this," he said, patting Jon on the back.

 

[Virgininneed]

Looking in the mirror at her outfit, Anna felt a little unsure of herself. Was she showing too much, too little? Did she look too uptight or too wild? She turned one way and then another, biting her lip as she looked herself over. It fit her well, but she wasn't used to going clubbing, so she wasn't sure about the appropriate attire.

Putting a book in her purse just in case, she called the taxi company and headed down into the lobby of the apartment building. Her hair was in a ponytail, but still long and dark. Her pale skin was easy to see in the dark night sky. As she got into the car, she stared out the window, wondering what waited for her in the club.

Anna was young and a virgin. Her friends often laughed at her innocent comments when they made dirty jokes, but refused to explain them to her. It was a little frustrating how they saw her, and she grew annoyed with it quickly. Hopping out of the taxi, she paid and went inside.

Lights flashed as bodies grinded against each other, men and women, women together, men together. She tried to find her way to a table, squeezing through awkwardly as the people around her danced. She'd planned on meeting a friend, though she hated these kinds of places. Finally, she pulled out a book and began reading.

After a few minutes, Anna looked up at the two men who were talking. One of them was wearing a tux, intriguing and unusual. Sighing, she felt her phone buzzing and pulled it out. Her friend wasn't coming, and she was alone for the night. "Damn it Lilly!" She sighed, sipping her water before standing up. Might as well try and enjoy herself.

Walking slowly towards the two, she smiled shyly. "Nice outfit," she said jokingly. But it wasn't in an insulting way, more playful and sweet. "I'm Anna. Who are you guys?" She was wearing jeans, a halter top, and heels with her hair loose and falling down her back. She was at the age they were looking for and her body very ready for breeding, not that she knew that.

Looking at them closer, she realized how attractive they were and blushed. Even in heels she was smaller than them, but pretty. She had a lean body with an hourglass figure and dark blue eyes that smiled up at them. Naive, she was ignorant of the results going up to two men and flirting might have.

 

[TonyDeeDee]

Tyson and Jon had been ready to head toward the two women on the lower mezzanine level when Tyson's nose went up and he sniffed at the air. "Wait!"

He felt Jon grasped his arm and jerk it, wanting the man's attention. But even as he was turning, a young woman was introducing herself and asking their names.

"I am Jon," the newer of the two Alturian breeders said, gesturing toward his Partner and saying, "This is Tyson."

Jon drew a deep breath, looked to Tyson with a pleased expression, then said to Anna, "We are looking for a woman who is Prime, and your scent would seem to indicate that--"

Tyson slapped the back of his hand forcefully against his Partner's belly, then quickly said, "Your scent... you smell wonderful. I've never smelled that fragrance before, and neither has my friend."

Tyson hoped that Anna would miss the whole Prime comment. It was an odd word to use in conjunction with breeding, so he doubted that she was make anything of the comment.

"Would you like to dance?" Tyson asked. He didn't wait for her to respond but instead simply took her hand and headed her toward the dance floor. He knew that the writhing of the body to loud, recorded music tended to make humans more likely to take their clothes off with others and copulate, so ... dance it was.

Jon simply stood at the railing looking down upon the pair. He didn't need to join in on the dance, and besides, the Memory Insertion for dancing hadn't worked properly, so he had the moves of a farmer with a bee down his coveralls. He didn't need to dance anyway: Tyson was experienced and would get the woman to agree to leaving with him. And then, after he'd had his turn with the woman, Jon would have his turn.

 

[Virgininneed]

"I am Jon. This is Tyson."

Anna smiled, still blushing as she looked up at them. Her smile was sweet and sincere, with nothing to hide. The fact that a tux made her curious, but it didn't exactly make her give a negative action. She liked guys who were a little quirky and different.

"We are looking for a woman who is Prime, and your scent would seem to indicate that--"

Anna gave him an odd look. She liked quirky guys, but this was a little weirder than she'd expected.

"Your scent... you smell wonderful. I've never smelled that fragrance before, and neither has my friend."

Anna blushed bright red at his comment, never having received such a compliment before. It surprised her and made her a little embarassed. "Th... Thank you." She wasn't wearing perfume, so she was surprised they'd comment on that.

"Would you like to dance?"

Anna gasped softly as he took her hand and pulled her towards the mass of pulsing bodies. She waved to Jon as Tyson guided her to the dance floor. He was really good. This was the first time anyone had asked her to dance. The only time she'd danced with a partner was in a ballet class, and most of her partners weren't interested in girls.

She was a skilled dancer as well, but she still felt nervous as she danced with him. Rather than the usual "dirty" club dancing, her movements were more elegant and innocent, as if she were painting a picture with her feet. "You're a really good dancer, Tyson."

 

[TonyDeeDee]

"Thank you," Tyson called out over the booming music. "I spent extra time studying the--"

He stopped suddenly, realizing that he was about to talk about one of the Social Norms modules, the one on popular Human night life activities, which included dancing, drinking, political bickering, and more. He had begun calling such errors Pulling a Jon because it was usually his Partner who made such flubs.

Instead, he finished, "I studied dance in college."

He had no idea that Anna had studied ballet, of course, which was fortunate. He leaned in closer, trying to act seductive, and said, "And you look really good, too."

He gave her a wide smile as he let his gaze drop to her figure before turning his attention back to trying to impress her with his moves.



Jon, meanwhile, had caught sent of yet another Prime and had abandoned his third wheel role and begun the search for the woman.

(OOC: That's your cue, Belvino )

 

[Virgininneed]

Anna didn't notice the slip he made, just grinning and turning as they danced together. It was fun, and she wondered why she hadn't come here before, especially since she loved dancing. And the man she was dancing with was very attractive. She danced closely with him, smiling up at his face.

"I studied dance in college."

"That's what I'm studying right now!" She laughed, moving with him easily. She couldn't know where he truly got his skills from, but from his skill, she believed what he said.

She smiled as he leaned closer and whispered something she didn't expect. "And you look really good, too."

Immediately she blushed bright red, aware that he was looking her body over. The last thing Anna thought would happen tonight was that an attractive talented dancer would decide to flirt with her. Suddenly, a latin song came on and she grinned. "I love the cha-cha!"

He seemed to have studied the dance as well, and she grinned, moving quickly with him, her hips circling as they showed off more complicated steps to each other. Wrapping her leg around his waist for a moment before moving it back behind her, she smiled up at him, impressed by his own moves.

 

[TonyDeeDee]

Tyson's brain was in hyper drive as he tried to remember the free movement steps from the module. When the Latin music came on and Anna called it the Cha Cha, he smiled broadly: he had studied that one as well. They moved like a well oiled machine, a couple who could have shamed the Dancing With The Stars contestants.

Then, when Anna wrapped her leg around his waist, Tyson's desire to reproduce -- his need to breed -- got the better of him. He grasped one of Anna's buttock cheeks firmly in one hand and pulled her opened groin hard into his hip, lifting her slightly and causing his body to noticeably press against her womanhood.

 

[Virgininneed]

Anna couldn't help but moan when he squeezed her and pressed her against him. His Charm was definitely working well on her as she looked up at him. She trembled slightly at the pressure on her sex, feeling a rush of pleasure run through her. Their dance continued, movements erotic, until the song ended. She kept her body pressed up against him, not moving as she looked up at him.

Anna wasn't one to simply go home with a guy; after all, she hadn't even had sex yet. But his species's Charm was working extremely well on her, perhaps because of her inexperience. Blushing, she began stuttering. "D... Do you... maybe... I mean... Do you want to... to maybe get out of here?" She couldn't believe she'd actually said those words, but God he was making her go crazy with his dancing.

 

[TonyDeeDee]

Tyson answered Anna by grasping her hand and heading for the door. As they cut a path through the crowd, he used his other beyond Human abilities to search for and telepathically communicate with Jon. He couldn't actually speak to his Partner with his mind, but he could cause the other Alturian to understand that he'd scored.

When he connected with Jon, Tyson realized that his Partner was on the hunt for his own Prime. He smiled, pleased: he was eager to see if the less experienced Breeder could land a female on his own.

They surged out of the club into the cold December air and almost directly into an awaiting cab. He looked to Anna, asking, "Where to?"

Tyson and Jon had connecting hotel rooms downtown, but they preferred to do their breeding in the comfort of their Primes' own beds. It seemed to make them more comfortable with fucking strangers. It was also easier to establish a Nest in the woman's home, too. That was, of course, assuming that their Charm was able to control the Prime long term. If it didn't, Tyson knew that Anna would have to be taken to a secure location ... and contained until she gave birth.

 

[Virgininneed]

Anna blushed as Tyson led her through the crowd, holding her hand as he did so. She squeezed through the mass of writhing bodies, holding on tight so she wouldn't get lost in the swarm. As they stepped outside, she moved closer to Tyson, shivering from the cold. Her teeth chattered and she held onto his arm as a taxi pulled up.

"Where to?"

"Can we go to your place?" She blushed, grateful the taxi driver didn't comment. Curling up in the seat beside him, she kissed his lips gently, hugging him as they began driving to his hotel. She was nervous but excited, knowing what was going to happen when they got there. Buckling the seatbelt, Anna held his hand and wrapped her arm around his waist.

As they neared the hotel, she couldn't stop herself from kissing him again, this time more passionately than before. She couldn't believe that this man wanted her, that he wanted to take her back to his hotel with him. It almost seemed too good to be true.

 

[Belvino]

(OOC: Deleted, Don't mind me )

 

[TonyDeeDee]

Tyson felt Anna's lips on his and gave her a mildly surprised look. His last assignment -- not here on Earth -- had been with a race of beings that didn't have what you could call lips, let alone a tradition of pressing them together as a sign of affection or lust.

By the time she pressed her mouth to his the second time, though, he had recalled all of his education in the area of kissing. He reached a hand up behind her neck, pressed their mouths more firmly together, parted his lips, and pushed his tongue forward just enough to make contact with her own.

He felt he was doing it right because she consciously she matched his own moves with her mouth and hands and unconsciously, her body spewed out more hormones and pheromones that spoke of her desire for sexual passion.

That passion, Tyson knew, was the first step necessary for him so complete his mission. He continued kissing her and caressing his hands over her in a way to make sure that Anna knew he wanted her. He could taste the effects of her being Prime in their kisses, and that excited him as much as the interaction of their bodies was exciting her.

Or ... was it simply the pleasure of touching this human female...?

Tyson was beginning to realize that beyond the satisfaction that he was on track to completing his mission in record time, he was also enjoying this physical contact. He was only thinking of it subconsciously, but as the cab stopped at the curb and the driver told them they had arrived at his hotel, Tyson almost didn't want to get out at all.

But he paid the driver quickly, tossing a much too large bill to him and hurrying to get Anna out the door. He'd never been so excited about doing his job before!

 

[Virgininneed]

Anna trembled as he placed his hand behind her neck and began kissing her, pulling her lips closer and pressing against her mouth. His tongue pushed inside and she completely forgot about the taxi driver, focused entirely on Tyson and his hands and mouth He was an amazing kisser, and she had never been kissed before.

Anna followed his tongue, her hands against his chest as she whimpered needily into his mouth. Her shyness slowly went away and her passion flowed into every movement and touch she made. He was wonderful and like no one she'd ever met before.

Quiet moans were hushed by his mouth as he caressed her body gently. Enamored with him, Anna pressed her body against him, clutching his arms needily, wanting more and more with every moment. She sighed sadly as he pulled away and took her out of the taxi, not wanting to pause.

She hurried quickly with him to his room, unbuttoning his shirt as soon as the door was closed. She needed him, needed him to kiss her, to make love to her. Slowly, she slid the halter top over her head, blushing as she revealed her breasts to him.

 

[TonyDeeDee]

Tyson knew what to expect as Anna pulled her top over her head. All of the Breeders were well familiar with the female human's form. It was akin to a carpenter knowing his hammer or a software engineer understanding code.

But expectations and reality were often light years apart. Anna was far more attractive, more shapely, more erotic ... more real than the educational devices -- sex toys, humans would have called them -- with which Tyson and Jon had been forced to practice.

Tyso wasn't a real man: how could he be, since he wasn't a real human? But the education they'd received about Earth's dominate species; and the phychological implants that made Tyson and Jon feel more human, both physically and mentally, were seriously working!

His penis, which he could control in a way real human men could only dream of, sprang to life, growing thick and hard to a size well above average for this species. Cock size for the Altarian Breeders was an ironic subject, of course: size had nothing to do with impregnating a baby mama, but the Project Coordinators knew that many women admired length and girth, so Tyson and Jon both were what could easily be called well endowed.

He reached out to Anna, pulling her atop him to continue kissing, something she had seemed to enjoy. Grasping her buttocks and pulling their lower bodies together, Tyson was surprised at how incredible it felt down below. He began to understand why these humans engaged in sexual activity when they had no intention of it producing offspring.

 

[Virgininneed]

Anna gasped as they both undressed and she noticed how large he was. That big for her first time? Her eyes widened and she felt a little nervous, but when he pulled her onto the bed ontop of him, she ignored the thought and relaxed. Blushing, she looked into his eyes as he pulled her lower body to him, moaning as he kissed her again.

She loved being in his arms while he kissed and squeezed her. Why had she never done this before? It felt so good and she felt like she never wanted to stop. "You're amazing," she whispered into his ear after they broke a kiss, resting her head on his chest. "I... I need to tell you something. I've never actually done this before."

Her cheeks turned a bright pink as she admitted it to him, unsure about how he would react. She definitely wanted to keep going, but she wanted to warn him before they went any further. Her hand carressed his cheek gently before she kissed him again.

 

[TonyDeeDee]

"I... I need to tell you something," Anna confided to Tyson. "I've never actually done this before."

"I know," Tyson whispered back to her.

He kissed her passionately again, his mind laughing in silence: she'd meant I've never actually had sex before, but his answer was to the unspoken comment, I've never actually had sex with an alien before. Sometimes Tyson wished he could tell his baby mamas this before they fucked, so that they would know what was ahead.

But this species -- these Humans -- so often has issues with sexual interaction between cultures, religions, races, or genders: how would they react to having sex with a different species...? Particularly when that species was engaging in coitus purely to secretly reproduce their own kind. It was like something right out of that movie making kingdom of Hollywood, and if Anna did believe what he told her, she certainly wouldn't let it happen.

He rolled her to her back, moving his lips to her neck, her shoulders, her breasts. He suckled a nipple and got a good response from her for that. Apparently these, too, were erogenous zones, so Tyson spent a few moments kissing and suckling about that region, groping her firm mounds and squeezing them gently with one hand as the other reached down and pulled Anna's panties from her hips...

 

[Virgininneed]

"I know." Anna closed her eyes as he whispered in her ear. How he knew, she didn't care, but it felt reassuring to her. She trusted him.

Anna moaned softly into his mouth as he kissed her, her arms wrapping around his waist gently. The passion she felt in that kiss amazed her. His very touch made her feel like she was on fire. Her hands then moved to stroke his arms, feeling the muscles and skin. "You are amazing."

She sighed as he rolled her onto her back, his entire body covering hers. Her eyes closed and she began grinding her small body against his, whimpering as his lips kissed her shoulders and breasts. As his mouth covered her nipple and his larger hands began squeezing her breasts. "Please Tyson."

His hands pulled her panties lower and everything felt to slow. She wanted him so much, and everything felt fantastic. "Oh god..." Her back arched into his hands, her body rubbing against him needily. It was wonderful, like nothing she had ever felt before.

 

[TonyDeeDee]

Tyson stood from the bed and stripped the remaining clothes from his body. The Designers had made him perfect, with a muscular physique and impressive cock. And he could see in Anna's eyes and hear in her words that she, too, thought someone had done good in building him.

He moved quickly back to Anna, laying between her parted thighs and -- without need for grasping his shaft or shifting his hips to find his target -- pressed the head of his cock right at her sopping wet hole. He pushed, but he got no where. Anna was just too tight to let him in.

He kissed her passionately as he slowly increased the pressure at Anna's pussy. And then, suddenly, her muscles relaxed and his cock penetrated her just to the base of the head. He drew a quick excited breath, moaning the air out slowly.

No WONDER they like to do this, he thought to himself, knowing that the real fun hadn't even begun yet!

 

[Virgininneed]

Anna watched as he removed the clothing he still had on left, admiring his physique and strong muscles. If there was an ideal for her, this was him. He made her feel so good too, like everything was perfect.

She felt nervous as he moved between her legs, biting her lip as he prepared to push himself inside. The head slowly moved in, and she felt like he was spreading her open as he entered. Tears formed in her eyes as she let out a whimper of pain, clinging to him as she trembled, slowly accepting him.

As the head finally was fully inside of her, she relaxed a little, crying softly into the kiss. He was difficult to take in, but she knew the pain would fade and soon the pleasure he'd given her would return. He was thick inside of her and forced her to expand around him so he could fit.

 

[TonyDeeDee]

Tyson could feel the pain flooding through Anna and could hear it in her whimper. He hadn't realized this would hurt her and was perplexed. He'd been told that sex was very pleasurable and, thus, the reason so many people engaged in it.

He concentrated on her pain for a moment, meeting the feeling in her mind with the cure for it in his own. Just as he'd been able to use his Charm to overwhelm her naivety and inexperience with men -- enabling her to so willingly and eagerly surrender her virginity to a total stranger -- Tyson was able to use another of his abilities, his Comfort, to ease her from the pain explodi.g between her legs as he consistently penetrated her deeper with each stroke.

It seemd like a good idea at the time. What Tyson didn't know was that he couldn't maintain the Charm and the Comfort at the same time...

(OOC: I love twists. Do with it as you will. )