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Subject: {ASSM} Mating Practices - Part 1 (M+F sci-fi alien)
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Mating Practices
Š2006 by Sir Render (i_am_sirrender@yahoo.com)

Part 1 - Foreplay (aka. "...No One Can Hear You Cum")

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Chapter 1

The silence of the cold, still air inside the Space Council research 
vessel Galápagos was split by a high pitched alarm.  A moment later 
the ship's primary computer engaged the wake-up procedure for three 
of the ship's seven hibernation chambers.  The process of reviving 
the crew took several minutes, but soon three disoriented and groggy 
women stretched and yawned and sat up in their coffin-like chambers 
which lifted open like clam shells.  They shook off their sleep as 
the screeching alarm rang through to their brains and set them in 
motion.

All three women were virtually naked and as they stood several small 
medical monitors pulled away from their bare chests and bellies.

"What could possibly be happening?" asked Nadia Gray, a tall platinum 
blonde whose heavy, bare breasts and large round nipples were tight 
and perky in the cold.

"I don't know," replied Captain Billings, "but none of the men have 
been wakened by the computer."

"I'll go check on that," chirped Monique Jensen, the youngest of the 
three and the ship's computer and electronics specialist.

"Alright, I'll go to the control center and find out what's 
happening," Veronica exclaimed.  "Nadia, go get some weapons just in 
case."

"Aye captain!"  With that, Nadia skipped off, her bare feet dancing 
with every step over the freezing floor and heavy breasts bouncing 
down and left, then down and right and back again with her suddenly 
energetic movements.

Monique swept a strand of her light brown locks out of her eyes and 
skipped toward the door, her impressive bosom -- not quite as full or 
round as Nadia's but more firm -- jiggling and shaking.  Veronica 
also noted the young woman had gotten into the hibernation chamber 
wearing absolutely nothing, despite regulations that underpants or 
shorts were to be worn.  She sighed heavily, turned on her heel and 
made her way into the corridor and toward the bow of her ship.

"Very odd that none of the men were woken up," she mumbled to herself 
as she neared the lift which would take her directly aft of the 
control center.  She stopped in her tracks, her heart speeding up as 
she beheld a handful of what must have been aliens.

There were three of them and they stood about five feet tall, all red 
and pink in color and looking very much like the images of human 
musculature in anatomy textbooks.  The worst part was that they were 
shuffling their way down the corridor directly toward her!

Captain Billings turned sharply and put her back against the wall of 
a side passage which led farther back into the ship.  She had to go 
through them; to get to the control center and either move the ship 
away from the invaders' ship or at least send out a distress call.

As the aliens shuffled along their bumpy feet made a scraping sound 
along the thick, industrial carpet lining the corridor.  Veronica's 
heart raced faster as the sound grew louder.  She swallowed a lump in 
her throat, turned and rushed at the aliens, hoping to startle them 
long enough to get through to the elevator.

She was successful in ducking and pushing her way between two of the 
slimy, red creatures.  It was now just a hop, skip and a jump to the 
lift.  She reached it and banged on the call button.  Turning her 
head, she saw the three aliens turn and begin rushing toward her.  
One had some form of computer or maybe a weapon in its hands.  She 
noticed with disgust that all three appeared to be naked and, though 
very humanoid, had that unfinished look of exposed muscle.  In the 
brief seconds, which seemed to last hours as she waited in 
desperation for the lift safety doors to open, she also noted that in 
spite of their small stature, each had an impressively long and thick 
cock hanging between his legs.

The doors finally slid open and Veronica darted inside.  Immediately 
she began to tap the button for the top deck.  The doors began to 
slide closed but two of the aliens reached in, grabbed the edges of 
the doors and wedged them fully open.  Veronica shrieked as all three 
creatures entered the small, confined space with her and her only 
possible route of escape was instantly cut off.

As the lift ascended two decks, the aliens surrounded Captain 
Billings, pushing her to the center of the room.  The one with the 
hand held computer scanned up and down her body and made some 
unintelligible comments to his companions.  The other two began to 
gently poke and prod the fearful woman, taking note of the softness 
of her breasts and ass, the smoothness of the skin on her face, belly 
and thighs and the slightly oily silkiness of her light brown hair.

The lift reached its destination seconds later and the doors parted.  
Almost ready to faint from terror, Veronica steeled her nerves and 
pushed her way between the aliens and out into the corridor just aft 
of the control center.  She quietly cursed the security measures 
which required her to place the palm of her hand onto a scanning pad 
beside the door.  The device had to first scan her palm and then 
reference a library of authorized personnel.  The ship being an older 
model, its computer was not the fastest and several terrifying 
seconds passed as the aliens once again closed in on her.

As the control center door slid open Veronica glanced through the 
forward view port to see a large moon looming ahead.  She rushed in 
and tried to get to the control console but the aliens were in full 
pursuit now and two of them grabbed her from behind.  She wailed and 
cursed at them in a language they probably didn't understand.

With her arms clasped together behind her back Veronica could do 
little to stop the aliens from bending her over the console.  Had she 
not been screaming at the top of her lungs she might have heard a 
computerized bleep as her breasts were squashed down onto the touch-
sensitive surface.  A moment later her worst fear came to be realized 
as one of the aliens, large cock growing in size and rising toward 
the ceiling, came to stand directly in front of her.  The alien took 
hold of both sides of her head, its hands slick with some thick goop, 
and guided its cock into her mouth.  Her cries for help were quite 
suddenly muffled by the mass of the alien penis.  The taste and feel 
of the slimy thing, not to mention how fully it filled her mouth and 
pressed into her throat brought her to the brink of gagging.  Another 
moment passed and she felt her legs being pushed apart and her 
panties yanked down to her knees; then the definite sensation of 
something like a baseball bat being slowly driven up into her vagina.

In all her years of marriage and swinging with friends and neighbors, 
Veronica Billings had never had anything so large and so stiff in her 
pussy.  She had heard about the sensation of being fisted and figured 
this must be about the same.

Now held bent over the control console, completely naked and helpless 
to do anything about it, Veronica was fucked simultaneously in the 
mouth and the pussy.  The two aliens were out of rhythm and every now 
and then she'd feel like she was being impaled on a pole as both of 
them drove forward into her.  At other times she would be pushed 
forward over the surface of the control panel by the one fucking her 
pussy and then pushed back by the one fucking deep into her throat; 
his eight inch long cock nearly disappearing between her lips and his 
bulbous cock head pushing out the walls of her esophagus.

"My god," her mind cried.  "I'm not on the pill.  Can these things 
make me pregnant?!"

Just then she felt the cock in her mouth twitch violently and the 
warmth of an enormous spurt of semen flooded her throat.  She began 
to cough and choke as it eventually pulled out of her.  A long, thick 
strand of mixed cum and saliva stretched between her tonsils and the 
creature's cock, bowed down in the artificial gravity and then 
snapped, swinging up rapidly to splatter against her chin and chest 
which had been pushed forward over the edge of the console by the 
alien plowing her from behind who now had no resistance pushing her 
back onto him.

"Oh god!  Please stop.  Please don't do this!" she gasped and choked 
as she found herself both unable to spit out the alien cum and also 
unable to swallow it all.

The third alien stepped forward, his cock also long and hard but not 
quite as thick as his friend's.  He lifted her head by pulling gently 
on her brown locks and pushed his cock into her mouth.  Once again 
her cries for help and mercy were silenced.

Veronica was pushed back and forth over the control console as the 
two aliens got into a rhythm of fucking her like two old lumberjacks 
cutting down a mighty oak tree.  This lasted for another few minutes 
before the one in her pussy gave a loud groan, grabbed her around the 
waist and impaled himself as deeply as possible into her.  She would 
have sworn the knob on the end of his cock pushed all the way up into 
her womb and her insides were immediately filled with hot, gushing 
semen.  A few seconds later the one in her mouth pulled out, grabbed 
hold of his cock and angled it right for her face.  Veronica shut her 
eyes tight just in time to feel the blast land first over her eyelids 
and nose, then in her hair and finally up her left cheek and into her 
ear.

The aliens withdrew and sat on the floor as if they were completely 
exhausted.  Veronica stood on shaky legs, white alien semen running 
down her inner thighs and her chest.  She glanced to the view port 
and noticed the nearby moon was larger than before.  She surveyed the 
console and discovered they were now on a direct collision course and 
would impact in about ten minutes.  She frantically worked the 
controls and stopped the forward engines.  She then flared the 
reverse thrusters and brought her ship nearly to a halt, but the 
sensors indicated that the moon's gravity was still pulling them in.  
Glancing around at the aliens, who were becoming interested in what 
she was doing, she realized she had no time to stand here and move 
the ship to safety.  Even if she did, those aliens' ship was around 
here somewhere.  Her crew would never get through without their men 
who, as far as she knew, were still in hibernation two decks below.

She did her best to keep the ship on a steady keel and made her way 
for the hatch back into the corridor.  The three aliens were getting 
to their feet and moving slowly toward her.  Veronica got up close to 
one and jerked her right knee into his groin.  The creature howled in 
sudden pain and fell to its knees.  She then spun on one heel and 
brought the sole of her other foot against the cheek of another 
alien, sending him spiraling to the floor out of her way.

Her path now cleared, Veronica rushed out the door and toward the 
nearest escape pod.  Perhaps she could hide out on the nearby moon 
long enough for the aliens to leave and then she'd return to the 
ship.

Chapter 2

After leaving the medical bay where the crew had been in hibernation 
for several months, Nadia Gray made her way quickly toward the 
weapons locker near the rear of the ship.  Being a research vessel, 
the Galápagos was equipped with only rudimentary small arms as a 
precaution in case of interstellar piracy or the chance unfriendly 
alien encounter.  She had no idea what was happening but understood 
that the blaring alarm meant there was a priority problem.  Weapons 
would be needed and, other than the still slumbering men, she was the 
best person in the crew to handle them.

"I wish I could have put on some clothes first," she mumbled as she 
continued to shake off her grogginess.  "I don't like going into 
danger half naked."  She pondered going to her quarters just one deck 
below before going to the weapons locker, but reasoned that with less 
than half the crew up and about she'd better get the weapons first.  
Thankfully the locker was on the same level she was on now, so it did 
not take her long to reach it.  She keyed in her security code on the 
electronic keypad and the door popped open.  As she reached for two 
projectile pistols Nadia froze as the sound of something scraping 
along the carpeting caught her attention.  She glanced down the 
corridor both ways but saw nothing.  "Must be hallucinating from the 
hibernation," she reasoned quietly.

She pulled two pistols from the locker.  Having nowhere to store them 
while reaching for an energy rifle for her own use, she tried to hold 
onto them with just one hand and found the task difficult; the two 
weapons together were just a little too bulky for her slender hands.  
She clumsily placed them on the floor in front of her and stood to 
retrieve the energy rifle from the locker, placed it under one arm 
and bent to pick up the pistols to take back to her colleagues.

The scraping sound came again, much closer this time.  Still bent at 
the waist, the tall blonde looked to her left and saw an ugly looking 
creature, all red and lumpy, rushing toward her.

"Oh shit!" she exclaimed, fumbling with the guns.  She straightened 
and bolted down the corridor to her right, but lost her grip on one 
of the pistols.  It bounced on the floor and went off with a sharp 
bang which ricocheted through the narrow corridors.  She didn't know 
whether the small caliber bullet might have hit the alien or just 
gone into a bulkhead, and she wasn't planning to stop to find out.

As she came to the port side airlock and the small view port beside 
it Nadia saw an alien vessel in the distance and a long, translucent 
glittering tube stretched between the two ships.  She realized the 
aliens must be traveling through this very airlock and she had better 
get out of there fast.  She stood for just a moment and surveyed her 
options.  The airlock behind her suddenly opened, startling her.  She 
fumbled with the guns in her hands again and dropped another pistol.  
She dropped to her knees and tried to grab it up, planning to take it 
and just run headlong back the way she had come.  But as she knelt to 
retrieve the pistol, she lost her hold on the energy rifle.

She hadn't a moment to lose.  The alien pursuing her was within sight 
and another was emerging from the airlock directly behind her.  She 
shouted a curse and in her haste and desperation knocked the pistol 
across the floor.  Grabbing up the energy rifle she ran toward the 
startled creature making its way quickly down the corridor.

Lowering her shoulder, Nadia barreled into the creature and knocked 
it hard against a bulkhead.  The collision also sent her spinning and 
she landed on her ass, sliding over the rough carpeting of the 
corridor.  Her panties ripped to one side her bottom burned with the 
friction.  No time to worry about small things, Nadia scampered to 
her feet.  She was immediately caught by one wrist as two slimy, red 
aliens tried to pick her up.  She struggled and slapped at the face 
of one.  A moment later she found herself held from behind in a half-
nelson hold; the other alien came to stand before her.

The one in front began to poke gently at her heavy breasts and 
flicked one bumpy, slimy finger across her left nipple.  This had the 
effect of making her left breast bounced and jiggle.  The creature 
then pinched her nipple between two fingers.  A yelp of pain escaped 
Nadia's lips.  The creature then began to lightly pull and lift her 
breast by the nipple, inspecting it from all angles.

Meanwhile the other alien had managed to pull her arms behind her and 
clasped them together with one hand.  With its free hand, it reached 
around and down between her thighs.  She felt its growing erection 
against the crack of her ass as its fingers discovered the soft folds 
of her pussy lips and the slight dampness there caused by the 
manipulation of her nipples.  The bulbous, slimy index finger of the 
creature began to push into her slit and probe around as if searching 
for buried treasure.

Helplessly held between the two aliens, Nadia could do nothing to 
stop them from violating her.  She was pushed down to her knees and 
bent forward until her firm D cup breasts were pressed against the 
carpet.  As the minutes passed with agonizing slowness, her pussy and 
mouth were carefully inspected first by fingers and then by the 
aliens' sickeningly slimy cocks.  Nadia whimpered as the creature 
behind her slowly pushed its entire length into her, then back out.  
With one hand it smacked her ass, causing her to jump and jiggle, 
then it slowly pushes its cock back into her womanhood and began to 
slowly and steadily hump her.

The aliens took turns at her pussy.  After the first had spewed its 
demon seed deep inside her, she was lifted up and onto her feet, then 
pushed chest first against the window beside the airlock.  The second 
alien held her by the waist and pulled her ass and legs back about a 
foot then forcibly entered her slit.  While he was fucking the 
daylights out of her Nadia noticed through the view port that a 
nearby moon seemed to be growing larger.

"We're going to crash!" she thought.  "Well, it's better than being 
raped by these... these things."  But the unfortunate truth was that 
she was being raped by those things AND they were going to crash.

After both aliens had defiled her and collapsed in the corridor 
behind her to catch their breath, Nadia got to her feet and staggered 
through the ship.  She found her energy rifle and made her way to the 
nearest escape pod.  If she could get away and leave the aliens 
onboard, they would crash on the moon and she would be free.  She 
wondered what her companions were up to.

Chapter 3

Monique Jensen made her way safely to the computer room.  She sat, 
naked and shivering, at a console and keyed in her authorization 
code.  A welcome message popped up and the computer emanated her 
custom login sound file.  A moment later she was presented with a 
menu of options.  She scrolled through the listing until she found 
the system logs.

Pressing on the screen, she was taken to the sub-menu for 
communications.  "No, dammit!" she swore.  "Logs.  Logs!"  She 
pressed on the Back button and then pressed on Logs again.  This time 
the log files sub-menu came up.  She clicked on Recent Alerts and was 
instructed that the ship was on red alert.

"Well no duh," she sneered.  "Tell me something I don't know."

Reading through the logs, she found an encoded message from Earth 
command which had been received nearly two weeks earlier.  She 
attempted to open that log and was informed she had insufficient 
privilege.  A moment later a small animated character of an old west 
cowboy popped up on the screen and said "Evenin' ma'am.  You seem to 
be trying to access an encrypted file.  How can I help?"

"Oh brother," she spat.  "There's that damn cowboy.  At least in the 
last version of the system you could turn him off."

Monique tapped the console through menu after menu trying to get the 
computer to let her open that encrypted file but every time it told 
her she had insufficient privilege.  She even tried using the 
captain's personal authorization code to no avail.  She shivered 
again in the cold computer room.  "I guess it's a good thing I'm 
sterile," she mused, "cause I'd never be able to have kids after 
freezing my ass off like this."

Finally she had an inspiration.  She used the computer's own serial 
number as the authorization.  The file popped open and Monique read 
in disbelief what had been transmitted to the ship's computer during 
the crew's hibernation.

The ship's computer had been directed to change course for a small 
moon with a breathable atmosphere.  Upon reaching orbit, the ship 
would send out an alert on a specified frequency and then wake only 
the female crew members.  There was a science article number attached 
to the file.  Monique navigated through the menus and pulled up that 
article.  It was also encrypted but she was able to open it with her 
own authorization.  The article described a mission by an earlier 
scout ship in which the crew encountered numerous alien species of 
both flora and fauna with potential human genetic compatibility.  
Apparently one of the female crew on that ship had been implanted 
with the eggs of some kind of gigantic flying insect and gone through 
all the stages of full term pregnancy in the span of a few days 
before the other crew put her, and the unhatched eggs, out of their 
misery.

And now, on a directive from Earth command, her own crew had been 
sent to the very same moon and only the women had been awakened to 
undergo an experiment in inter-species mating.

Monique tapped the console furiously to get to the menu which would 
allow her to awaken the men.  It might not be an army, but seven were 
better than three if they ran into trouble.

As she was finishing the command to awaken the men, the door to the 
computer room slid open and two slimy, red aliens shuffled in.  
Monique gasped aloud at the sight of them.  The aliens rushed in, 
grabbed her up in their arms and carried her out into the corridor 
and toward the starboard airlock.  She wasn't certain whether the 
computer had accepted her last command sequence.

END OF PART 1
You can find more of Sir Render's original adult stories at 
http://sirrender.syntheticdimension.net/
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