{"sf1_id":808009,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Alien Meets Alien(Part 2 of the Lost Spellsinger Tales)","author":"StGeorgesHorse","words":4692,"posted_at":"2015-01-16T14:59:00.000Z","tags":["Alien","Desert","First Time","Human","M/F","Reptilian","Spellsinger","Vaginal","cunnilingus","oasis","orgasm","sex"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/808009-alien-meets-alien-part-2-of-the-lost-spellsinger-tales","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/808009","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=808009\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#11 of The Spellsinger Tales","content":"         The first day of their travel was\nunique. The two kept up a constant barrage of questions. He really didn't know\nwhat sex they were, so he thought of them as female. They chattered incessantly\nlike a few ladies he knew.What was his home world like? Why did he have such thin fine\nscales on his head? Why was he wearing animal's skins about his person, instead\nof proudly displaying his own skin? That last brought him up short.\nThen he remembered that his pants were tanned leather and his cape was lizard\nskin. Not exactly PETA sanctioned materials, but then there wasn't much in the\nway of synthetics here to choose from. He answered their questions the best he\ncould. Things got a little tricky when they became a little more personal. If\nit weren't for the fact that they asked them matter-of-factually, he would have\ntaken offense.Illom was the first to corner\nhim. \"Jon-Tom, how many females have you partnered with?\" He was unsure the proper answer\nto that. Did she mean in soul or in body? The latter upped the ante quite a bit.\nA guess would be sufficient. \"I have been with around twelve on this planet.\" She looked surprised. \"Only twelve? If this\nplace is like ours, males are a minority. According to the schooling of\nmatriarch Trifth, a male may successfully breed four hundred times in his life.\nIn between breeding he can have twenty thousand or more partners. But then, as\nyou have said, your life span wouldn't allow for that. How very sad for you.\" Jon-Tom mulled that over. Twenty thousand? And\nfour hundred offspring? That sounded right up Mudge's alley! It was his turn to grill them.\n\"You have a very long lifespan compared to most on this planet. The wizard I\nreside with is over three hundred years old, that is 75 cycles to you. He's a\nturtle; others such as the rats live for a far briefer time.\" This brought for questions\ngalore. \"We have hidden away to keep ourselves safe, therefore, we have seen\nlittle of this world. Are you saying that there is that much diversity in your\nspecies?\" He about choked. \"Species? You have completely\nmisunderstood me. This planet is filled with hundreds of distinct, intelligent\nspecies. There is so much variety here it will make your head spin.\" \"Why would my head spin? It is\nsolidly attached to my body.\" He just shook his head. \"Never\nmind. I don't suppose you ever get dizzy?\" \"Oh yes, if we rotate rapidly in\nplace. We did that as children.\" Then his meaning sank in. \"Oh, you mean the\nwealth of knowledge concerning this world would overwhelm our input, causing a\nsystem overload with the end result being symptoms similar to spinning?\" His own head was now spinning. \"Yes, I think\nso.\"\"Is here some way you could teach\nus of this world?\" He considered that. \"I am not the\nbest teacher and as I don't belong here either, not the best informed. But I\nsuppose that I could try telling you what I do know. Trust me; some of what I will\ntell you might be unbelievable.\" Illom looked at him rather oddly. \"You create\nchange with a musical instrument and have a cloak that can hide a roomful of\nobjects within its folds. What could be stranger than this?\" \"Oh, you'll find out in due\ntime.\" They both piped up in unison,\n\"We'll be happy to hear you tell it!\"Their conversation returned to\nsexuality. \"Jon-Tom, how many offspring do you have?\" That was an easy question to\nanswer. \"I have no offspring, Koosth. If you must know, my partnering has been\nlimited to those outside of my own species. This planet has some strange rules\nto it, but inter-species breeding is still impossible. Even love doesn't seem\nto follow the same rules.\" Illom looked at him sharply.\n\"Love? It is forbidden to use that word lightly in our culture. Why do you\nspeak of it so?\" This was new! \"Because where I come from, and\neven here, love forms a bond between two individuals on an emotional level. It\nis a beautiful thing. Why would that be a bad word?\" The two Oooja consulted before\nspeaking. \"Our worlds and cultures are indeed different. We did not say the\nword was bad, only not to be used lightly. Love for us is the ultimate. It is\nwhen a male and a female are joined in a shared bond during breeding. When that\nhappens, they continue breeding for upwards to half a cycle. You see, a female\nwill readily produce one offspring at a time. Twins like us only happen where\nlove is involved. If the two survive the bonding ordeal, they then remain\npaired for life. Trifth told us that it does not occur often, and few survive\nit.\"\"I think I can understand the\nconcepts involved. I have had the unfortunate bad luck to fall in love with two\nfemales.\" This brought fresh outrage from\nthe two. \"That is not possible! Oooja can only life bond once.\" \"Perhaps that is so. You forget,\nI'm not Oooja. The rules that apply to you do not extend to other life forms.\" This brought them up short.\n\"True, we were thinking rather rigidly. How much of your life has been spent in\nthese pair bonds?\" Jon-Tom let out a sigh. \"Sadly,\nnot enough. I fell in love with two lovely females in too short of a time span.\nI left both because we could not breed and they needed to find someone of their\nown species so that they could propagate.\" \"This is most strange. You are\nsaying that you can have relations with females of other species?\" Normally discussing this would\nhave made him uncomfortable, but these two were merely trying to understand\nthis world, not judge his participation in its activities. \"Yes. One was a\ntiger and the other an eagle.\" They looked at him blankly. \"We\nare unfamiliar with these beings. Can you elaborate?\" He hardly knew where to start. \"A\ntiger is larger than me, covered with fur over its entire body, with an\nalternating black and orange color. An eagle is a bird. You know, the beings\nthat fly.\" Koosth's eyes narrowed. \"I know\nthat kind. We see them in the air over our home from time to time. They hardly\nseem the type for a biped to breed with.\" \"Not breed. We were, how do I say\nthis; sexually active. My breeding parts were compatible with hers. I enjoyed\nit, she enjoyed it; we were both happy. At least until I left.\" Illom seemed to understand. \"You\nfell in love with females that you could not supply with offspring. That is a\ngreat tragedy. But I am curious. You seem to be equipped to cross species lines\nwith your anatomy. Have you experience with any other beings here?\" \"Yes, but you have no frame of\nreference as of yet, so my listing them off to you would be a waste of time.\nHowever, I would be curious to learn more about your physiology.\"Koosth and Illom were quite open\nabout their sexuality, or rather, their lack of it. As they explained it, all\nOooja were born the same. They were essentially female. Only when they reached\nenough cycles did they find out what sex they would be. A true female would\ndevelop an enhanced appearance, growing the suitable organs to produce eggs and\nharbor a fetus. A male would undergo a more extreme change, growing something\nakin to a penis, plus an organ for producing sperm. As Jon-Tom understood it,\nthe passage that constituted a vagina would extend and shrivel to the size of a\nstraw, allowing the free flow of sperm, much like his own male organ. It was a\nstrange way of growing up.\"I guess I kind of feel sorry for\nyou. It seems to me to be a long time to wait to know the pleasure of having\nsex.\" Koosth advised him otherwise. \"I\nbelieve that you are misinterpreting what we have said. We may not breed until\nwe have established our sexes. Once a female enters her breeding cycles, she is\nonly receptive to a male when the call demands it. A male is constantly ready.\nWhen there is no receptive female, then he turns to us. Just because we cannot\nbreed does not mean that we cannot partner and enjoy it.\" For some reason Jon-Tom felt a\npulse in his nether regions that shouldn't be there. He fought it down.\"So you're saying that you can\nperform the act whenever you wish, but you cannot propagate until a specific\ntime.\" They both exclaimed at once. \"Exactly!\"\nKoosth carried it a bit farther. \"There is always the problem of not having a\nmale around. Then we must find ways of stimulating ourselves. Doing it alone or\nwith a partner is fun, but I can't wait to try a male.\" This made him think. \"Are you\nsaying that there is no male in your group?\" Illom answered that question. \"That is\ncorrect. One of us may be eventually, but for now, there is none.\" He knew the\nquestion he wanted to ask. It was on the tip of his tongue. But he waited to\nsee if someone else would ask instead.Luckily for his libido, it didn't\ntake long in coming. The idea seemed to dawn on the two at once. They held a\nprivate discussion, but as they were both looking at him, he had an inkling to\nits nature. Koosth broached it matter of factually. \"Jon-Tom, would you care to\npartner with us? We understand that you are not of our species, but since this\nis for pleasure and not procreation, we thought that you might help us out.\nThere is a chance than neither of us will ever find another male. We assume\nthat you have the proper body components to be compatible. You are of a similar\nsize and body construction, so we can find no reason to assume that it wouldn't\nbe a comfortable match.\" Jon-Tom's heart jumped into his\nthroat. How could he turn down an offer like this? The answer was, he couldn't\nand wouldn't. It had everything he needed right now, sex, sex, and not a chance\nof falling in love. Leastwise, if he did, there would be no entanglement\nbecause they weren't likely to suffer the emotion the same way.\"I am honored that you would ask\nme. Like you, I believe that I will find the experience rewarding. However, I\nmust state here and now that I am still largely ignorant of your physiology.\" In unison the two exclaimed, \"As we are of\nyours!\" Illom pressed the matter a little more\npoignantly. \"That will be half of the fun! But mind you Jon-Tom, while it seems\nyou have had experience with females, we have never had the pleasure of knowing\na male. You will have the advantage.\" \"I'm not so sure of that. From what I have\nseen of your bodies, circumspectly of course, you have some definite\ndifferences.\"That brought forth protests. \"But\nwe have arms and legs, a torso, a head, eyes, ears, a nose and a mouth. We eat\nand excrete; don't you?\" \"Yes, \" he said with a touch of mirth, \"I eat\nand excrete. But from what I've seen you don't appear to have a place for, uh,\nexcreting.\" \"Ah, that is all? But then, we\nhave not seen a place for you to excrete from either. The clothing you wear\ndoes much to disguise your body. So we need to spend some time investigating\neach other's anatomy. I would guess that we are not that different.\"That evening they settled down\nnext to a small oasis. It had a few tough trees that provided a canopy, and\nenough desert grass to provide a soft sleeping surface. Jon-Tom figured sleep\nwas going to be optional tonight. Both of the blue beings were a little spooked\nabout being exposed to the dangers this world hid in the dark. Illom had with\nher a small light, akin to a lantern but apparently powered by some technology\nthat was alien to him. She set it up, and then looked apologetic. \"Trifth gave\nthis to us. We were always afraid of the dark. But the power cell has not been\nable to be recharged for far too long. We will be saddened when it no longer\nfunctions.\" Jon-Tom rooted through his cape, pulling things out and placing\nthem to one side. In short order he had a little pile, from food and blankets\nto the box he was delivering. He finally found his duar. He slid it across his\nchest and strummed the strings. The two looked wary. \"Are you\ngoing to blast our ears again? We thank you for the chance to communicate, but\nthat was almost too much to bear.\"He stifled a comment. A few years\nwith the wizard and his constant negativity had harden his skin to such\ncriticisms. \"That was magic of necessity. I thought that since you were afraid\nof the dark, perhaps I might lighten up the mood.\"There was a joke hidden in that,\nbut it was missed by his audience. He strummed the opening lines to \"You Light\nUp My Life\". That was a melody they reacted better to. By the time he was done,\nthere was an ambient radiant light coming from, well, everywhere. The desert\nthat surrounded them was still pitch black, but their campsite was lit from\nwithin. \"There. That should hold until\nmorning. Turn your light out and save it for another day.\" Illom flicked it off\nand set it with his pile of belongings near his cape.Koosth was impressed by the\nmagic, as was her twin. \"This is wonderful. It's too bad we weren't able to\nlearn more about this world cycles ago. But Trifth believed it to be completely\nhostile. We are so glad to find out otherwise.\" The spell-singer agreed. \"I can't\nsay the whole place is friendly, but speaking for myself, I can be downright\namiable if the occasion warrants it.\" The two siblings looked at each other. \"We are\nglad to hear that. We too can be accommodating with the right inducement.\" He took that as an offer. \"What\nmight that be?' \"Koosth spoke for them both. \"You might start by removing the\nlayers you have hiding your body. It would go far in promoting that mutual\nlearning experience we all seem to have an interest in.\" Jon-Tom was happy to oblige. He stripped off\nhis boots, his shirt and his trousers, tossing them to the side. The night air\nwas cold, but his blood was hot. The two Oooja walked around him,\nexamining him like a farmer would a horse he was contemplating buying. He\nassumed they were only interested in his, well, you know, but they seemed\ncurious about his entire anatomy. But their examination finally centered on his\ncock. Illom was the first to comment. \"We have nothing for comparison,\nJon-Tom. Is your male organ normal for your species? It seems soft and limp.\nHow do you get it inside the female?\" He busted out laughing. \"There\nare great differences amongst the species here. Mine is somewhat larger than\nmany others, even within my own species. As for getting it inside a female, all\nyou need to do is provide the right...inducement.\" Koosth knelt to inspect it,\nrunning her fingers down its length. That was enough. Veins tightened, arteries\nexpanded and the blood flowed. They stood amazed as it grew and hardened to its\nfull size. This brought forth a gasp from each of them. \"Is this also magic?\" He threw his head back and rolled\nhis eyes. \"No my dears. That is yet to come. Now I've shown you mine, how about\nyou show me yours?\"Koosth was more than happy to\ndemonstrate the secret to their anatomy. She gently pushed his head down to her\ncrotch. Then she concentrated. A ripple passed through the region, resembling\nfor all intents and purposes a wave working outward from a stone dropped in\nwater. All at once two scales separated, then the next set, and the next and so\non. It was like watching a zipper undoing itself. As it progressed, vibrant\npink tissue was exposed. It continued until it reached around to her backside.\nTwo openings were exposed. The one to the rear was likely its anus. The one to\nthe front was quite interesting, to the point of being almost intimidating. It\nwas tightly closed, having, for lack of a better term, the appearance of a\nclosed camera shutter. It was surrounded by small red protuberances. A quick\nmental count numbered fourteen of them.She reached down with her hand\nand gently stroked across the bumps, letting loose a sigh. \"These are the first\nlevel of pleasure. They are the easiest to reach and manipulate.\" As she rubbed\nthem their color flared from pink to red to a deep purple. At the same time the\nopening to her sexual passage opened marginally. The more the bumps were\nrubbed, the more it untwisted. Koosth was enjoying her masturbation to no end.\nAs the passage opened a bit more she slid in a finger and worked the opening.\nThe tissue inside literally swirled with color. As far as her finger would go\nshe pushed in, grunting with pleasure. Illom whispered in his ear, \"That\nis the second level.\" He turned to her and asked, \"How\nmany levels are there?\" \"It is said that there are seven. We can only\nachieve two, even when we are acting together.\" Now there was a mental image! He grabbed a blanket and spread\nit over the grass, making for a soft, impromptu bed. Illom touched her twin,\npointing to the area Jon-Tom had prepared. They both lay down, motioning for\nhim to join them. He needed no urging. The only matter that needed to be\nsettled was which twin would go first. That had apparently already been\nsettled. \"Koosth goes first in all things.\nBeing firstborn of us, she is the eldest. I am the younger,\" said Illom with a\nsmile. So Koosth it was. It was just as\nwell, for she had gotten herself quite warmed up. Having little idea how to\nproceed, he followed her example. He began by spreading her legs wide, exposing\nthe now open crotch. The bumps there were already diminishing in color, and the\nopening was sealing up. He ran his hand across the area,\nfeeling the small protuberances as they slid across his palm. Koosth groaned.\nSince she had already manually excited them, he thought that upping the\npleasure might require something a little more lingual. He got down and ran his\ntongue across the whole set, turning his head in a tight circle. He came away\nwith the taste not unlike an apple, only without the sweetness. She came away\nwith some of his skin under her nails. \"Do that again!\" she pleaded. He wet his tongue and went again,\nthis time pausing over various bumps and gently pulling at them with his lips.\nIn his mind he thought of them as clitorises. Most women found one to be\nsufficient. These beings had over a dozen.Each little tug caused her to\npush his head down harder. After he had made a sweep of all of them, he leaned\nback for a look. Each of them was like a perfect little amethyst. The entryway\nthey surrounded was open, glistening with moisture and swirling with color. He\nslid in a finger and returned to molesting her bumps with his tongue. She let\nout a sound that was half yell, have gurgle. Assuming it was a good sound, he\ncontinued to work, feeling her passage loosen. That was good because he could\nonly push so far until it balked him. At this rate, his cock would never fit.\nThe longer his ministration lasted, the more she groaned and squirmed. It was\nturning him on, his cock raging and ready to go. Taking a chance, he slid from\nwhere he was and lined up to try. She let out a disappointed moan, only to gasp\nas he pushed the head of his cock against the hole. Try as he might, he\ncouldn't get it to go in. All he managed to do was to force the ring of bumps\npartially inside her. Full tactile stimulation of them\nall at once caused something to snap inside her. She arched her back and pushed.\nIt was all for naught. His cock was just not going to be compatible. He wasn't\nready to give up on this just yet. It dawned on him something he had said\nbefore; you can never have enough\nlubrication. She was producing her own, but it wasn't enough for him to\nslide in. Illom had been watching them this whole time,\nfascinated. He had the presence of mind to direct her to his personal effects.\n\"Illom, can you grab that small clay jar?\" She jumped over and held it up. \"This one?\" \"Yes, bring it here please.\" She came back and handed it over.\n\"What do you want with this?\" \"Lubrication. Sometimes just enough is not\nenough.\"He opened it up and got three\nfingers smeared with the clear gel. He wiped his cock the full length and\nrepositioned. Koosth had one eye open but said nothing. She hardly could, with\nher breathing too rapid to waste valuable oxygen on mere words. There was a\nlittle left on his fingers, so he wiped them across her opening, eliciting\nanother groan. Lifting her legs and lining up against her hole, he pushed with\none solid thrust. In the process he lost some more skin as her nails dug into\nhis sides. His head was in, pushing against the tight tissue. At the same time\nthose purple little bumps were pulled in with it, so that as he thrust, his\ncock stimulated them en mass. Each additional push got him in deeper. He could\nclearly feel more of those little protuberances inside her. The more he had\ncontact with them, the deeper he went. Koosth was reacting more like\nsomeone who was being electrocuted more than a female enjoying sex. He felt\nlike he was missing out on something in this connection. Of course, he wasn't.\nHe just kept pushing in, forcing his way and trying to get his full length\ninside her. Just when he thought he might sink all the way in, the passage\nabruptly ended. That left a little of him not quite in, but that length he\nintended to use for giving her a good pounding. For the moment he stopped,\nenjoying the feeling of her snug fit. The moment he stopped, the fit got even\ntighter. Illom had the sense to guess what was happening and whispered in his\near. \"If you are fully inside, you\nmustn't stop. The passage will try to close. You might not get loose!\" It didn't sound particularly bad,\nbut when in Rome... He started thrusting again, but found that he has barely\nmoving inside her. It was like her body was a noose around his cock,\nconstricting it. He made short little pushes,\nfinding that these were more effective. She loosened back up. In the past he\noften tried to be a gentle lover, but the anatomy of these beings dictated otherwise.\nHe began pumping her hard. All at once he cut loose, ramming it in with as much\nforce as he could muster. Koosth started a rumbling growl\nin her throat that soon escaped as a fearsome roar. He looked at her, a bit\nstartled, but she was paying him no mind. She was caught up in what he was\ndoing. Her passage walls, could he have seen them, where displaying the entire\nrainbow. All of a sudden, they tightened lengthwise, like a Chinese finger trap\nwhen pulled on. They stared a rhythmic contraction that picked up speed and\nthreatened to compress his cock to half its size. Koosth went from her roaring\nto a thin high wail, a keening sound that denoted pain in most organisms he was\nfamiliar with. He kept up with his motions,\nhoping that one or the other of them would go over the edge. He was waiting for\nit to happen to her, assuming that these beings had orgasms. From what he had\nseen, he certainly hoped so. The tightness inside her was getting almost too\nuncomfortable for him to bear. It felt a little like how he imagined having a\nstring tied around his cock, with someone pulling the loose ends taut. But deep\ninside of him he could feel the tell tale signs of an impending orgasm. It\nstarted in his groin and worked its way down his cock. The moment her body\nsensed it, she loosened a bit and he was able to pump away furiously. He\nliterally exploded inside, filling the passage with his sperm. He collapsed on top of her, but\nIllom pulled him off. \"I'm sorry, but if you remained\ninside I might never get you two apart. And then I would never get my turn.\" He wasn't certain that everything\nwas in working order for her turn. His cock was still hard,but very sensitive. Koosth\nwas just laying there, lungs working like bellows, her whole crotch an LSD\naddict's nightmare. The colors were running amok, and her passage was squeezing\nshut. Ahead of it was pushed his hard work, in a flow of creamy white. She lay\nperfectly still, at least if you ignored the fact that she was vibrating in\nplace. Every muscle in her body was twitching. Jon-Tom half wished Illom had\nnot pulled him loose. She had to be generating some intense vibes right now.After a while Koosth recovered\nenough to sit up. She eyed her recent partner and said, deadpan, \"They are all\nliars. There are at least ten levels. And you human found an eleventh! I have\nnever had a feeling so deep inside, that built and built and built until I\nthought I would burst. I thought it would never stop. It just hung there,\ngetting tighter and tying me up in knots. It was a relief when you released,\nbecause if you hadn't, I might have lost my mind. I lost my vision. All I could\nI see was color, nothing but a cascade of tones and hues that swirled across my\nlids like a maelstrom.\" She gingerly touched her crotch,\ncoming away with sticky fingers. \"I am surprised I have anything left down\nhere. Between you very nearly tearing out my insides, coupled with hitting\nevery sensitive spot I must have, I thought I was going to die!\"He was just starting to feel\nguilty when she followed up her statements with, \"I'm ready to go again when\nyou are! That was enough to making living on this foreign piece of planetary\ndebris worthwhile.\" Illom laughed and sat down beside\nher twin. \"You are incorrigible!\" In hushed tones, she whispered, \"Was it\nreally that good?\" Koosth belted out, \"Good? If our\nmales have the same prowess as does he, our race is doomed to dying on its\nback!\"   Illom quieted her twin. \"Hush. I\nthink I get your point! It was good. Which means it will be good for me too.\"\nShe turned and walked to Jon-Tom, leaning down and quietly saying, \"Actually,\nfor me, it will be better!\"                 \"Better?\"                \"I\nknow what to expect from you, where she didn't. On top of that, I assume that\nyou'll last a little longer the second time around.\"                He smiled. \"We'll see. You'll need to give me some time before we can do it again.\"                \"Really?\nIt looks like your organ is in fine shape for coupling.\"                \"Perhaps\nit is, but the rest of me needs to regroup.\"                \"Fine.\nHave it your way, but I am only giving you a few moments to get yourself\ntogether.\"                \"What\nif I need more?\"                \"Then\nyou can get yourself together while I enjoy the pleasure of your body. Do I\nmake myself understood?\"                \"Yes\nma'am, loud and clear!\""}