Meeting an Alien - Steampunk
Copyright© 2025 by Duncan Mickloud
Chapter 77: The One Man Gang Bang
Time Travel Sex Story: Chapter 77: The One Man Gang Bang - A standalone coming-of-age story. Bill Morgan, Tom’s son, from the first 'Meeting An Alien' story is almost grown up. There are many dangers, challenges, and needy damsels. With alien help, his job is to get as many women pregnant as he can. Earth 19 is a very different world with a decidedly Old-West feel. Think the mid-1800s: with steam power, percussion-cap weapons, and duels to the death.
Caution: This Time Travel Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa Ma Fa mt ft Teenagers Coercion Consensual Mind Control Romantic Slavery Farming Historical Restart Steampunk Science Fiction Aliens Alternate History Post Apocalypse Time Travel Body Swap Paranormal Magic FemaleDom Spanking Polygamy/Polyamory Interracial Black Female White Male White Female Oriental Female Hispanic Female Indian Female Anal Sex First Lactation Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy Voyeurism Big Breasts Body Modification Hairy Size Small Breasts Smoking Prostitution
Now that I understood New England on Earth 19 better, I spent the next six months with Cristal and Kimi. We eventually joined the country club. We took up golf and used the workout room there and the three swimming pools there extensively.
The Heillizdt added a bump-up spatial anomaly room on a hidden third floor. It has a pool, a hot tub, and a smoking deck overlooking the ocean. We have comfortable chairs and couches overlooking the ocean up there.
Only we can pop up there because we have AI’s.
Then we did everything fun to do on Kauai. That included eating Filipino foods and Japanese foods first and foremost. I was used to Filipino food, so it took intestinal fortitude for me to get into Japanese food. I liked about half of it.
We took tours that sailed to the other inhabited islands. We took day trips to every beautiful spot Kauai has, and that is many. Many spots we can only visit because there is absolutely no access. The western half of the island is very wild and completely inaccessible.
We flew around Kauai by helicopter many times. This we liked the best. Much of Kauai is still very mountainous, pristinely wild, and unreachable. Yet, it is mind-blowing how beautiful this island is. This is while being inhospitable to human encroachment.
Kimi had always wanted a baby; eventually, she wore me down. I had to become a baby daddy yet again. Gigziks changed Kimi’s last name to Morgan. That way, our daughter would be able to say she has a mom and a dad and deal with the government here in Hawaii properly. My girls wanted to raise a daughter, so a daughter they got.
I wondered when Cristal was going to get the itch in her ditch to have a baby, too.
After I knocked Kimi up, I told them I had to go to Virginia for a while. I told them I worked in a remote area and telephone service was nonexistent. That was true on Earth 19. They had to write me letters and mail them, and I would write them emails that the Heillizdt would deliver as letters.
I told them I would be back in a month or so.
Returning home was quick. The girls dropped me off at the airport, and I was now able step into the bathroom portal. I passed immediately through Drozul’s ship and right into my office in my house in William and Mary Town.
I arrived on the 20th, the day after I had left Earth 19. From there, I reacquainted myself with my house full of women. Next, I visited Cuba and spent a week with Ana and our baby son. Then I visited Gabriela, her baby son ... as well as her trio of needy, horny daughters.
I was on hiatus from the Cats. Seven of them were pregnant already. Gigziks determined the rest should not get pregnant for some time. That way, they had enough hunters to feed the Cats that were going to have babies.
I checked in with Aimee Mathews at headquarters. We spent several days talking. Some of it was to remind myself what we were trying to accomplish there.
Then I visited my tobacco factories, and I spent time at each. I also spent three days in England at my store there. I have two willing women there who need my Tender Loving Care.
I went to Stewart Cotton in Greenville for three days. I went to Bannock Linens in Elizabeth City for seven. As I should, I used muddling to good purpose and left a couple of pregnant women in each town.
In that book on the Tudor dynasty and Henry the 9th, there was in fact a Queen Elizabeth. She was his granddaughter.
This time through, I spent four months mostly between my house in Virginia and Cuba. Often, I time-hopped.
Ox kept track of my time hopping. I can, in fact, exist twice on the same planet if we keep the timing and facts straight. Unlike in Science Fiction, I can time hop without any problems. Ox and the Ships-Beings AI’s, and the support crew on Gigziks ship keep that under control.
I returned to Kauai, and my two hot conk babes met me there. I stayed with them for a month after Rieko was born. Rieko is the name Kimi chose for our daughter. I was happy that Cristal was not lobbying for a baby of her own. With one of two being encumbered, this was more doable.
I enjoyed watching Kimi nurse. Being a full concubine, she has no shame. Sadly, Ana did not like to nurse with me in the room, let alone let me have a taste of her milk.
Anytime Rieko finished, I was allowed to suck a little to ease the excess pressure in her breasts.
Cristal and I would each drain a titty, and Kimi would get so excited she had to have sex immediately. Cristal and I would double-team Kimi until she screamed her lungs out.
Then I would pound Crystal into the mattress.
I considered that I had a little kink towards my second mother, Jenny Alba. My two oriental beauties on Kauai revved my engine up to new heights.
The Galaxy and Kimi asked for a baby brother for Rieko. Who am I to argue with my pseudo-wife and the whole Galaxy? I didn’t even argue. With Exos, my women could have a baby one morning and be ready to have sex with me in the afternoon.
Well, not Ana. She’s a true lady and needs to be coddled and sweet-talked into things.
On my next cycle through my menagerie of horny women at the house, Gigziks popped in for a sit-down.
She started, “Bill, we have some problems we feel need attention.”
“The first one is in your hometown here in William and Mary Town. The women have kissed each other a lot, and most locals have spread Exos around widely in your area.”
“Sadly, the other Provinces have not been impacted very much.”
I said, “What the fuck? I can’t kiss, let alone fuck, every woman in New England. Forget handling the entire world.”
Gigziks said, “We know. We have come up with an idea. Your tobacco customers are all across the Provinces. We have come up with a plan. We have a type of cherry that we have put up in glass jars as a cherry compote. The cherry juice in these jars is full of Exos.”
“We want your headquarters to distribute 10 jars to each store, each year. They are to be promoted so that the first 10 customers that buys one of your meerschaum pipes this year. Any meerschaum purchase gets a free jar of those cherries.”
“The next year, we do it with cigars. The first 10 customers that buys a box of fine cigars. Gets a free jar of cherries.”
“The following year, we will use two cartons of ready-made cigarettes for our cherry promotion.”
I said, “I think I see. We are promoting our tobacco products. This is while spreading Exos very efficiently. You are truly sneaky. You mentioned there are other problems?”
Gigziks said, “The other problem is your predictability. You are cycling almost exclusively between Cuba, William and Mary Town, and Kauai. You do visit other areas, and you are not indulging in sex as often. You are fucking the same three dozen women all the time. The complaints we are getting are getting louder and more insistent from the Galaxy.”
“Your followers want variety, they want New Pussy.”
I replied, “Hmmm, I see. I guess I let my own wants get in the way of our overall mission here on 19. I think I just realized I don’t feel like I am being beaten like a dog anymore.”
“A while back, I was getting pissed off because I was feeling like I was being rushed into things. I hate being manipulated to do things I don’t want to do. I don’t feel that way any longer.”
“OK, I’m open to new pussy. Any ideas?”
She said, “We have millions of them. You can start with Greenville and Elizabeth City, North Carolina. You have Native Indians and Black farmers and workers there. Take a few cases of cherries there, and while you’re at it, share some DNA with any of the pretty ones you want down there.”
I said, “Chief...”
She injected, “ ... Askuwheteau. He offered you every female in his tribe. You could have left dozens of sons and daughters there by now. They are a hard working and worthy people.”
She said, “You had no problems with Hannah at the motel on Kauai, she was black, remember? Spend time in Greenville and Elizabeth City. Mix fluids with several of the black girls there and leave a few babies.”
She continued, “Do you know where you screwed up the most? In Cuba, when you pick up workers to take to Virginia. You passed up females on your past few trips by only picking them up and delivering them to Virginia.
“You also have dozens of tobacco farms that supply Henson Cigars, Cooper-Howard Pipes, and Kennedy Tobacco. You have tapped NONE of the females in any of those places. Thousands of females of several races are going to waste out west of you. Think of the number of children they could have that would populate the surrounding area.”
I said, “I see a pattern. You tried to prod me at times, but I fought the collar I felt was tightening around my neck. I am the screw-up here. You were working for the channel, and I was bumbling along, ‘Doing it My Way.’ I threw the leash aside. I guess I felt I needed to change what was happening. My focus is wrong, I have been too selfish.”
Gigziks said, “So, are you back onboard with the program? You ready to go out and get yourself some serious pussy? It should be easy. You can muddle any woman you want. We can pop you anywhere private, and you can fuck them. You can even leave right after that, so they don’t remember. The point is to spread Exos. The channel tally’s your conquest, and you get to leave girls with New Pussy with a baby.”
“That last part you really fell down on the job on. You are supposed to be leaving lots of boy babies behind to spread Exos more efficiently someday.”
“Oh, Fuck! You’re right, Gigziks.”
She said, “So, if you spent only one day a week on getting strange pussy, that would do the trick. Go somewhere new with the runabout. Pop into an alley...”
I said, “Wait. Why not have a special runabout with a bed? A fuck-mobile, so to speak. We can portal a woman right off the street, muddle her, take her clothes off, fuck her good. Then you drop an egg, and it’s a done deal!”
“Then you time her back to a moment right after we’d picked her up.”
Gigziks said, “Hell yes, that’s it! Your viewers know you by now. We can get away with that; that will satisfy the 32.7% of the whiners who want more strange pussy. They just want to feel and smell different cunts. This should satisfy them.”
She continued, “OK, bye, Bill. I will be back in a few minutes and will bring your bed in the sky.”
The Assembly Line:
I suddenly found myself in what seemed like a late 1990s custom van. It was rectangular, with a big bed, and the walls and ceiling were all covered in shag carpeting. There were no windows or doors.
Ox said, “Welcome to Bill’s Fuck-Mobile.’
“That’s a gross name, Ox.”
I saw in my eye that we were hovering above a city somewhere.
“Where are we, Ox?”
“Welcome to Edinburgh, Scotland. We noticed you have a mild predilection for redheads. Today is Redhead Day. Our crew has selected five redheads for you. All are married. Plus, all have failed to catch, so they will be very happy, and their husbands will be happy. Importantly, the husbands will never know.”
Ox went on, “The deal is, we are going to pre-muddle them for you to save time. You need to kiss them to warm them up and pass Exos by mouth. They will need a few minutes of kissing and loving so their vagina’s can respond to you properly.”
“This will help them later when their body catches up. Women do better with a baby if a little TLC is used in the lovemaking.”
Ox said, “The women who need to be physically repaired will get a tag in their mind. The tag will do the repair after she is gone from your bed here.”
“When you cum, I will restrict the flow to one forth’s of your contents at that time. I will pause one minute to let your Exos cycle in her vagina, enough time trigger an egg. If that egg fails, the tag will drop another egg two days later.”
“What exactly is a tag?”
Ox said, “A tag is like a special-purpose tiny computer. It’s small and self-powered by the low power available inside a person’s body. It is a very simple device with basic abilities. It is not an AI. It has no personality. Its programming will not grow beyond it’s programed health and pregnancy functions.”
Ox continued where he had left off, “When the girl or woman leaves, they spend two hours with their asses up in the air. This is to make sure enough sperm gets where it needs to go.”
“This ‘pause for the cause’ will happen on a nearby assist ship. The women will then be timed back to a moment after they were teleported to your bed.”
Ox said, “So to recap. They will appear in the bed, fully dressed. You will be in a kilt and vest only. You will kiss them and fondle them to your heart’s content to get them excited and turned on. The more the better.”
“You will enter their vagina’s only when they are sufficiently wet. After you finish inside them, they will be teleported away. You take a break, have a soda or a beer, or even a smoke before the next gal arrives on the bed. Are there any questions?”
I said, “So, it’s an assembly line and a One Man Gang Bang?”
“Ayyup! You got it, Pilgrim. Ready?”
“Ready and willing.”
I was getting a chubby, the thought of tapping into a new pussy does that to me.
A redheaded woman appeared on the bed. She was mumbling quietly. eyes closed. I leaned over her and kissed her lips as light as a butterfly alighting on a flower. Her lips were dry, so I licked them to moisten them.
She stirred, “Mmmm...”
Ox said, “This is Darcy, use her name so she gets the idea this is a daydream.’
I whispered in her ear, “Darling Darcy, I am so glad you came to me. I have been wanting to be with you for a long time.”
She looked up at me, but I could tell she did not see me. She was staring off into space, and the muddle was working to make her think it was a dream lover.
I used a mt tongue on her, and she slowly began to respond to that. I untied the ties holding her blouse together. I opened it wide, and boy howdy, she has a pair of fat pink titties. Her areola are the size of a silver dollar and a dark Rose shade of pink. Her nipples are just starting to wrinkle in the cool air. I gently played with her soft, bountiful breasts. This baby boy is going to be so lucky.
Ox said, “Sensors say she needs more stimulation to her tits.”
I began to massage them firmly. She did not seem to respond. I took her nipples between my forefinger and thumb and began to roll them. I tugged them, and then finally I resorted to pulling them out until her hips began to roll. She likes it rough!
That got to her.
She started a humping motion, and I heard “YESssss...”
A few minutes of that, and I slid my hand under her skirt and felt for her opening. I found it, she’s quite a hairy one. I did hit oil, but not enough yet. I slid down, and her skirt and blouse were both zapped out of the way courtesy of Ox & Company.
That makes things easier. I ran my wet tongue through her furrow, and her midsection came off the bed.
“OHhhhh ... Yes, Patrick, do that more.”
OK, So I’m her Patrick.
I continued licking her and put a finger inside. I felt for a G-Spot. I did not find one, so I concentrated on her clitoris and labia. I knew that for a woman to get pregnant, it took an egg, and her body needed to feel receptive at the same time. I felt this should make her more receptive.
“I’m almosssst there ... Darling, Ahhhh...”
I waited until she was humping air hard to slide up and into her. I bottomed out, but I knew my cock was pressed against her inner, second opening.
EEeeee ... oh, oh, oh. YES, That’s it, at last. It can happen. RRRRrrrrrrrr ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod ... NOW!!! UNGgggg...”
Ox had ordered up a partial load, so I held myself to her tightly and squirted my small load of jizz into her. Evidently, they can close the prostate off, but I get to enjoy her after I have spurted. I think I worried I might have to suffer through coitus interruptus.
I got up on my knees to back away from her, and Darcy faded away. A tray appeared next to me with a selection of beers, sodas, and a nice pipe with unlabeled tobacco.
I also had a tray with a bowl of water and a washcloth. I used it to wash my man parts.
I didn’t feel like a smoke yet. I chose a Red Hill Brewery Imperial Stout. It could have been monkey piss for all I cared. I needed a drink. It was rather tasty.
As I set the empty down, another redhead faded onto the bed.
Ox said, “Number Two is Molly, of course.”
I said, “Of course, there had to be a Molly at some time during this.”
Molly was short-legged, stout, and had round, plump B-cup titties. She had arrived sans clothing. The Heillizdt had rethought the process.
Her skin is off-white, her areolas are not pink, but more of a tan. Molly’s nipples have not made themselves known yet.
I went with the same script.
I whispered in her ear, “Molly, I am so glad you came by. I have been needing you for a very long time.”
I varied it slightly because I could not read the same lines every time. Boring!
They were once again giving me possible lines to say. My Heillizdt associates lack in imagination.
I sent to the ether, “Guy and Gal’s, I need better lines. If you were at home watching this, wouldn’t repeating the same lame line every time get boring?”
Molly looks to be 5’ 1” tall and 125 pounds of soft, yummy female flesh. Darcy had been slender and almost bony. Molly’s hair is lighter too. I would say she’s only a borderline redhead. She has a smattering of freckles where the sun shines on her.
I kissed her lightly.
“More,” Ox said.
“Geeze, go get your own fucking body.”
Ox said, “She didn’t even feel that.”
I mashed my lips to her hard and kissed her again - hard.
“MMMmmmm...” I felt her lips respond.