Meeting an Alien - Steampunk
Copyright© 2025 by Duncan Mickloud
Chapter 66: Lara - At last!
Time Travel Sex Story: Chapter 66: Lara - At last! - Steampunk is a stand alone coming-of-age story. Bill Morgan, Tom’s son, from the first Meeting An Alien story is almost grown up. Bill, at loose ends, arrives on Earth-19 where many dangers, challenges and needy damsels await him. It is a separate story with all new characters and a places; i.e. it is a vastly different world with a an Old-West feel. Think mid-19th century; Steam power, percussion cap weapons and duals to the death.
Caution: This Time Travel Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa Ma Fa mt ft Coercion Consensual Romantic Farming Restart Steampunk Science Fiction Aliens Alternate History Post Apocalypse Time Travel Paranormal Magic Spanking Interracial Black Female White Male White Female Oriental Female Hispanic Female Indian Female Anal Sex First Oral Sex Pregnancy Voyeurism Big Breasts Size Small Breasts Smoking
I said, “That’s it. I’m burned out and need a rest from this. I am going to go talk to the real estate lady and see what’s available. If you would, create a very basic administrative structure. Include titles and a short, basic list of duties we can build from. We don’t issue stock, so the board of directors is just me.”
“We will revisit the board situation later. Let’s start with four or five top-level executives besides me, the owner. Then add some lower-level assistants. Add typists who will use locally sourced mechanical typewriters.
We will think about a receiving department for unified sales. I see a building with 25 to 30 people to start. I hope to find a building two or three times that size in case it needs more employees. At supper later, you can talk to the managers or assistant managers from each factory. Most of them will all be at the house for dinner.”
I got up and left. I had to get away. I’m sure Aimee is a good choice. She seems to want to do way more than a startup needs at the beginning, and she’s rather insistent. I don’t think she understands that companies don’t start out with a huge number of people. One with a ready-made and fully vetted, and approved efficiency program. It’s obvious that the idea is new and needs elbow room to grow.
If I sprung her ideal corporate structure on the locals, they would be appalled. Unable to function in that kind of atmosphere.
These are freer people living in a harsh world in a backward society. That last part, that’s her issue. Aimee is still living in the civilized corporate world. She has yet to experience and take it in.
I decided to walk to town. It’s good for the mind. I was not paying attention and found myself at the door of Lara’s coffee shop. Uh-oh. Is my psyche trying to tell me something? I’m not sure about this. I am a married man with a plethora of female followers.
We had made up a while back; I had been very busy with getting Taino workers for Henson Cigars. Then I bought the Hacienda, and after that, I built and staffed the factory at Franklin.
I walked in.
Lara came right over and took my arm possessively. She snuggled her sweet teenage breasts around my right arm. I may never wash that arm again.
She sat me down and sat right down on my lap. She had fluffed her short skirt so only the thin cloth of my kilt separated her sweet buns from my lap. She made a couple of jiggles as she leaned over for a kiss.
She had not said a word. She had come to a consensus in her mind. She had frittered away six or seven months. Sometimes you can hold onto a prim moral code and a thin tab of skin too long.
Lara took charge and kissed me good, hard, and long. The shifting around told me she was horny as shit.
I said, “Ox, has she recently ovulated?”
He said, “Gee, Bill, I was savoring the surprise she was going to spring on you in 9 months.”
“Dick!”
He said, “Not yet, I have not picked between a penis and a vagina yet. Would it upset you if I came back in a week or two as a human person? Would you prefer a brawny external AI, or a hot woman?”
I said, “I don’t even know how that would work, Ox.”
“That’s the easy part. Identical AIs in your head, and in my doppelganger’s head. They would be networked together. Nothing would change for you.”
I said, “Busy here. Let’s revisit this later, I think Lara is going to finally give it up some pussy - finally.”
She got up and rushed to the kitchen door. She said a few quiet words and shut that door. She rushed over to the front door and closed the coffee shop up. I suddenly realized Johana had been doing a good job of obtaining baked goods from Lara’s baker. That was Helena Pilcz. I had not felt the need to visit Helena lately. I got the same excellent baked goods in Petersburg now.
Lara returned quickly to my lap. She repeated her earlier move, where she managed to plunk her naked bottom half on my lap. I realized I wanted to fuck her. I had always wanted to fuck her. I had taken enough virginities that I knew they were just a flap of skin. It’s what goes on in your mind that matters.
We continued kissing and fondling each other for a bit. I got my hands up underneath Lara’s top and enjoyed the feel of her small breasts. Her softness and her own natural scent had her sitting on a large steel kielbasa.
Lara found the blouse a hindrance, and it was quickly removed and tossed on the table. Not to be outdone, I tossed my shirt on the table. I had long since stopped wearing vests, coats, and such. I’m especially a Florida boy, and the less I can wear when it’s warm, the better I like it.
It was pure heaven to have her breasts against my chest. I ran my hands down her flanks and started fondling her naked bum. I had to wiggle my hands under her skirt, which made it all the sweeter.
We kissed and fondled for a while. I finally decided to take Lara right here, right now.
I got her to stand, and I quickly shed my kilt and belt and sat down naked. I knew she had decided this was the day when she unbuttoned her short skirt.
She went to sit again. I had her swing her leg over and sit on my lap, facing me. I positioned her so that her black curly-haired pussy was up against my cock head. I must have a cock camera because I had a close-up in my left eye of her pussy and my cock.
Lara kissed me voraciously as she wiggled on me and nuzzled her pussy on my glans. I made sure that her hymen and my drooling glans were in contact as she wiggled. I had my hands on her sweet tits as she wiggled herself more. My cock camera showed I was slightly just inside her.
Lara continued to move and gyrate herself as her lust took over her mind. There was no point where I pulled her onto me. She managed to wiggle, squirm, and writhe unconsciously until she had me inside her. This, while we kissed and pet each other earnestly.
The sounds coming from her are every bit as hot and passionate as her Aunt’s. At some point, she stopped. She leaned back and looked down, and realized I was inside her. The only thing stopping her from going deeper was that her thighs were squeezing my legs tightly. If she moved her thighs slightly apart, I could easily sink in all the way. Alternately, she could shift up closer.
Lara looked into my eyes, “You’re already in me. It didn’t hurt at all. I feel so very full. So this is what they mean when they say you feel completed. Oh, Bill, I have found my favorite thing. It’s so much better than a pastry or an aperitif.”
I smiled, “Isn’t it just?”
I fully agreed because at no time did I shove myself deeper with the drive or intent to impregnate her. I knew the Heillizdt had programmed me specifically to leave babies all over the place. This, I think, was some karma or predestination moment between us.
Lara relaxed her legs and scooched forward a little. I knew I was only stopped by the end of her tunnel. My Pecker was loaded and cocked, and pointed right at her inner sanctum sanctorum. OK, now that’s a bit too tempting. I got my finger down between us and began to gently rub her happy bump.
That may have been a bad idea. Her hips started to move unconsciously, and we went beyond just communing with me inside her. Now she is actively trying to fuck me. She was inexperienced. I could hold off coming. Lara ran up the hill towards her first orgasm with a man inside her.
I was not in a hurry. Ox kept flashing pictures of baby girls with my hair and my eyes. Potential daughters? That had yet to be decided. I should check with Lara about something that important.
Lara finally reached her peak and started to moan loudly and convulse on my lap. She had enough lubricant that our connection was so juicy it made loud squelching sounds. Lara started moving against me at her own frantic pace. My Pecker said he fully approves of her pace, and can we do this often with her?