Alien Sex 101 (12 page)

They continued to torture each other all the way up until the night before the class. Quinn made the last play as soon as they’d crawled into bed together. Stripping her of her delicate negligee, he spread her naked on her back so that he could see every inch of her body. He then bent to kiss her lips repeatedly, but didn’t move to cover her. With his fingertips, he traced her breasts and drew circles over her lower belly. A few times, he dipped lower to lightly pet her thatch of hair. That was all. Although they were flushed and panting, he refused to satisfy them.

By the time they met with the class the next evening, he knew they were both nearly delirious with need. Quinn cleared his throat several times before he began. Wearing nothing but a robe, he gazed at their students.

Most of the regulars, of course, were back, but Whitt had opted not to attend this one. No doubt the Allurian male already knew enough about his race’s females, and he obviously had no interest in New Earthling men. In his place, they’d let in a Flexian female named Benni. The woman gave off a vibe of vital, positive energy, and her turquoise eyes sparkled happily beneath her carrot-colored hair. He’d never seen creamy skin with so many freckles—all of them a different color of the rainbow. Having slept with more than a couple Flexians in his past, Quinn knew what her lithe body could do, but he didn’t feel even the faintest spark of temptation. His every thought and desire was centered on his wife, who stood next to him in a matching robe.

“Evening, everybody.” He addressed the class. “Tonight Xindra and I will not only be your instructors, but also your models. We’ll be demonstrating intercourse between a New Earthling male and an Allurian female.”

As planned, Xindra loosened the sash and dropped her robe first. The material caressed her skin like a lover as it slipped off her shoulders and down her arms. Quinn couldn’t help but run a possessive gaze over her body. He heard a short chuff of laughter and was surprised to discover it came from Zeo. The Nimanian male was sitting close to Pixie, but he exchanged a look of male understanding with Quinn. For once, Glynn didn’t look so serious, and Trett appeared distracted, but not by Xindra’s nudity.

Quinn tried to stay focused. “Last week, we discussed New Earthling women. Allurian females have breasts that are equally susceptible to erotic stimulation. This is true no matter what the breast size, although individualism and other factors can affect the level of sensitivity.” He used the laser pointer to circle Xindra’s breast and nipple, the way his hands itched to do.

“I’d hope the males here already know this,” his wife broke in, “but perhaps it’s worth pointing out. No matter what the race here on Trilanta, disparaging a woman’s breast size or overall shape is the equivalent of making fun of a man’s penis size or virility. If you’re not attracted to the package as a whole, then you shouldn’t sleep with her. There’s no excuse for hurting someone when they’re most vulnerable.”

All the women in the group nodded in agreement.

Quinn couldn’t help himself. “Don’t worry, honey. Rest assured I’m in love with the whole package.” Every inch of her.

She winked at him, which had the other males grinning.

Turning on the scanner, he indicated her insides displayed on the screen. “Externally, Allurian females are the same as New Earthlings, but we’ll get back to that in a moment. It’s the internal structure of the vagina that makes this race unique.”

Using a diagram to clarify, he pointed out the key areas. “Unlike some other races, Allurian females do not have a hymen or similar barrier. They don’t need one since the circular muscle at the mouth of the vagina closes extremely tightly, thus helping keep out infection. The sheath is also more elastic than that of the other races, although the muscles and erectile tissue inside ensure a man’s penis still has a tight fit. What this means is that the women are not easily hurt during sex, although they’re still vulnerable to bruising and other damage should a partner become too rough.

“The inside walls of the Allurian vagina are striated and contain long pressure ridges spaced between erectile tissue. The surface of this tissue is loaded with sensitive nerve endings, making these deltas extremely sensitive to friction. For those of you who were here last week, you may remember the power bridges along the Allurian male’s shaft. When Allurians mate within their own race, those bridges provide counter-pressure inside the female and produce a sort of tongue-in-groove effect.”

The students appeared fascinated.

“If you look here,” Quinn continued, “you’ll also notice that there are several hard fingerling projections that jut out from some of the ridges. The biggest one emerges from a ring deep near the mouth of her womb. The theory is that these projections, which you’ll note are angled slightly inwards, evolved to help hold the penis inside until copulation is complete. The inner ring captures the glans close to the womb, increasing the odds of conception.”

Quinn didn’t know why, but all this scientific talk started to feel like foreplay—like he was engaged in some kind of role playing game with Xindra. There she was, his to stare at inside and out, and it was turning him on. Did naturalists experience this? Did they ever get hot following animals around, watching them mount and mate? He swallowed hard and shifted his weight.

“The downside of this is that a man who hasn’t been with an Allurian female can experience discomfort or pain the first time.” He brought up an onscreen picture of several penises, circumcised and uncircumcised. “Only New Earthlings, Flexians, Multans, and Allurians have a full foreskin. The rest of the races have a partial or non-existent prepuce.

“In all these cases, circumcision is optional and varies in popularity by generation and culture. For Allurians, being uncircumcised is synonymous with being a virgin. If an Allurian woman’s partner has not undergone surgery beforehand, then he loses this un-removed skin during first penetration. It snags on this projection here, and the pulling pressure exposes a sharp blade-like tooth that circumcises the male on the up-thrust. As our model, Huv, mentioned during the last class, this is extremely painful. I want to make it clear that all uncircumcised males of any race will have to contend with this if they wish to mount an Allurian woman. Speaking as a newlywed man, I can tell you it’s a frightening shock if you don’t know to expect it.”

A few of the men winced in sympathy despite their lack of foreskins.

With a quick little hop, Xindra sat up on the table and spread her legs to bare herself to the room. Quinn licked his lips and began highlighting her clit, labia, and other parts as he described her makeup and arousal points. When her clitoris peeked out from under its hood, he played the glowing spot of the laser pointer over it as if he was tickling her. The gleam in her eye told him just how ready she was for him. Maybe they’d played the teasing game this past week a little too well.

Xindra invited the students forward. “If you’d like, you may now come up and explore me.”

“You will let other males touch your wife?” It was Zeo who spoke up. He made the question sound like a challenge.

Quinn met the man’s gaze steadily. “Only if you touch her with respect. You can learn from her, but I’m the only one who will ever have her.” Those were the ground rules.

The Nimanian just grunted, but there was a glimmer of respect in his eyes.

One by one, the students approached.

*

Xindra tried to keep her expression neutral as they came toward her. Katra’Ruma merely looked, but the rest of the group seemed intrigued. It was Krux, the four-armed Brachoi, who set his hands on her first. His palm was warm and firm when he settled it inside the soft indentation of her thigh. To her surprise, he pushed in two fingers at once, but she had no problem taking him. Thanks to her husband, she was in a constant state of readiness these days. No sooner had Krux slipped in, though, then he yanked his fingers back out.

“That is different.” He sounded surprised. Then he pushed back in again for another, longer feel.

Spri was next, and she was far more careful. It felt different to have a more slender, feminine finger inside her.

“What do these ridges feel like to a New Earthling man?” the Litting asked Quinn.

He answered without embarrassment. “I can definitely feel them when I’m inside her. The first time the pressure made them feel like they were biting into my skin, but I was already struggling with having been snipped. I’ve since gotten used to the ridges, and now they just add to the pressure and friction. The projections lend a deeper, darker pleasure to the experience.”

Xindra’s pussy let down a fresh flood of cream, which caused Spri to pull out and shoot her a knowing smile. Zeo was next, and his touch was all politeness as he slipped his finger inside and explored her thoroughly. He only stepped aside enough to let Pixie closer, but the girl just wanted to look. Before anyone could react, he captured the New Earthling’s hand, kicked out one finger with his own, and slid it inside Xindra’s moist opening. Pixie squeaked.

Xindra started to protest his actions, but then she saw the girl’s face light up with astonishment.

“Oh my.” Pixie took a good long moment to feel her way around, retracted her finger, and then glanced back at Zeo and blushed.

He followed the girl as she fled toward the hand sanitizer.

The rest of the students took their turns, all captivated except for Glynn, who came up last. He tested her ridges with a practiced push and flick and stepped back.

“I was only with an Allurian woman once,” he admitted in a deep voice. “It was a unique experience.”

“Did you enjoy it?” Quinn was obviously trying to coax the man into sharing more.

The Semhym simply nodded and went to sit down.

It was now Xindra’s turn to play teacher. Bouncing back down to her feet, she didn’t bother putting her robe on again as she watched her husband slip out of his covering. His skin was flushed, and he was already partially erect.

She started her speech with the scans and diagrams. This spiel was largely a repeat of the information they’d delivered about Allurian males last week, but this time she got to show off her husband’s smooth, un-reinforced penis. Without bridges, his member looked potent, but strangely vulnerable. The paradox made her wet, as did the thought of his alien-colored seed.

By the time she invited everyone to touch him, he was fully erect.

Benni, their newest student, fondled him first. She grabbed his cock and began swiveling it at different angles. “Do New Earthlings enjoy multiple sexual positions?”

“Very much so.” Although Quinn managed the answer clearly, Xindra could hear the note of strain in his voice.

Pixie stepped up next. Xindra watched her husband keep his face purposely calm while the girl felt him, but then he couldn’t quite school his features when Zeo reached out to encircle his shaft. The first hint of uncertainty flashed in Quinn’s eyes, overshadowed by surprise when his erection kicked. She knew her husband well enough to understand it wasn’t the touch of another male per se that turned him on, but the touch of the forbidden in general.

None of the other men fondled him. The rest of the women did—so much so that Xindra worried he’d come when Katra’Ruma boldly stroked him. Her own body tingled as she watched his gaze seek hers. It was time.

“We will now demonstrate intercourse.” She made the announcement in a surprisingly steady voice. “Please feel free to move around for a closer look at any time.”

Her breath stalled in her throat when Quinn climbed up on the table and leaned back on his elbows. Then it was all she could do not to moan in desperation. She clambered up as fast as she could without looking unprofessional and flung her legs over his. They were both belly-up, heads facing in opposite directions.

“The scanner,” he whispered.

“What?” Xindra blinked the lust out of her eyes and tried to clear her mind.

Oh right, the full-body scanner. Twisting, she managed to turn it on without leaving the table. Above them, an image of their two bodies filled the screen. Gods, that was sexy.

Clasping her upper thigh in one hand, Quinn helped her as she angled his shaft and fed it into her channel. She was so soaked he slipped in like a whisper and seated his cock fully in a matter of seconds. Resting their weight back on their palms, they began to dance with their gazes locked over the exposed length of their bodies.

“Oh, that’s good,” he murmured.

They synchronized their movements so that he thrust in and out of her steadily.

When he turned his head toward the students, she felt his cock swell harder inside her. She followed suit and felt the extra kick too. The students’ gazes were wandering over her skin and heating her breasts as they witnessed the beauty of her and Quinn’s joining. She worked with him to pick up the pace.

“Any questions?” Quinn asked.

Benni looked at Xindra. “Where do you feel him the most in this position?”

“Thanks to the ridges inside me, I’m being stimulated three-hundred and sixty degrees.” Xindra panted. “However, the greatest pressure is against the front wall of my vagina.” And didn’t that feel wonderful!

She was already suffering minor contractions, precursors of the orgasm to come. The tension built, and she glanced up at the screen. The sight of her husband’s cock plunging inside her was almost enough to set her off. Then she saw that Pixie had walked up to look at where they were joining together. The young woman had a clear view of Quinn’s penis repeatedly penetrating her.

Xindra followed the girl’s gaze downward, and that was it. When her husband’s glistening member shot back into its burrow one more time, she climaxed. She barked out a cry, choking back the rest of her scream. Then she watched as the screen played out the rhythmic pulses she already felt racking her. It was almost an out-of-body experience.

Quinn instantly stilled and gritted his teeth until her orgasm faded. He pulled out and repositioned her. Out of the corner of her eye, Xindra saw Pixie dart back to her seat. She thought maybe she should say something to the class, but just then her husband pulled her up on her hands and knees and entered her from behind. She yipped in startled pleasure.