Escape to Alpha
Copyright© 2025 by Charlie for now
Chapter 15
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 15 - A young officer in an alien planet’s military space force is sent with two other space explorers back to the supposed origin of mankind a millennium or so after it was thought to be decimated. Alpha, they called it. Due to extenuating circumstances, when she arrived on Alpha, or Earth as we know it, she was alone. Not knowing, and even fearing what she would encounter upon landing, it turned out pretty well. Pretty well for her and for what was left of Earth’s severely diminished population.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Romantic BiSexual Military Science Fiction Aliens Space Polygamy/Polyamory Politics
On our arrival we were given a warm welcome by Uncle Zalen, Papa, Nana, and a cadre of Omega One Special Forces troops that at first scared us. We thought the worst, but much the opposite was true. With the civil war over, hostilities ceased, and the special election pending, life on Omega, especially Omega One, was pretty much back to normal.
The relationship between the Omega One and Lambdan governments was shaky, but the Lambdans were still being monitored by Federation military commanders and units, so not much was happening between the two. The people of Lambda had made it very clear that they were not in agreement with some of the decisions the governmental leaders made during the Omega One strife, so the Federation enabled the Lambdan people to hold their own special elections in order to restore their people’s values and trust into a newly formed government. That pretty much took care of that problem.
Nana chided Charlie about building a harem, making Sheila gasp and turn red as a beet, but Nana took her off for a walk around the estate, and upon their return, all was normal, and Sheila considered herself just another member of our family. Nana was very impressed with the young woman.
Our sleeping arrangements at the estate were a bit cramped but were enough to hold us over. Papa made a joke about maybe finding a bigger bed, but that turned out to be reality when Nana actually had one purchased and delivered while we were still there.
The Omega One special election proved only that the large majority of our country was happy with the way things were going, and that the illegitimate insurrection was just that, involving some selfish, greedy, insatiable, power-hungry people who were no longer desired nor needed in Omega One society. It was found later that Andele Gasson, her now deceased son, and her brother were at the very heart of the uprising. They were able to convince several family members, friends of the family, and some other very shady citizens that they would be able to easily overthrow Ralls and his administration and become, by factors of many, wealthier and more powerful once they had assumed power. It didn’t quite work out for them the way they wanted.
Prison sentences, exile, and bad fortune were all they gained from causing so much strife, so many deaths, so many wasted resources, and so much needless turmoil in the land.
Ralls replaced the few government officials who were involved in the uprising, gained senate approval for the lot of the new personnel, where needed, and carried on with the best interests of Omega One, Omega, and the Federation in mind. He also fronted for the best interests of the people of Earth, promising to help them in any way possible, bringing them back into the fold of ‘modern humanity’.
After spending another month on Omega, making sure the crew of the Phoenix remained an all-volunteer force, and gaining approval for the few crewmembers that wanted to take their families back to Earth with them, we departed for Omicron. There were two more of the material separators waiting for transportation, as well as a small cadre of Omicron and Federation security personnel being assigned to boost Captain Tane’s meager force. Again, they were all volunteers and were allowed to take their families with them, should they choose.
A three-day stay was anticipated on Omicron, shore leaves were taken, and now that we didn’t fear the assault of Lambdan forces on behalf of the miscreants of the Omega One insurgency, we were in a much lighter frame of mind while traveling. The four of us cornered Bella, asking if she’d give us a couple of days off by ourselves taking Charlie on a sightseeing tour, complete with a couple of nights’ stay at a luxury resort catering to adults and adult things that adults wanted to do with other consenting adults while letting their cares drift away.
The resort was a hit. Part of it was secluded for those that decided clothing needn’t be worn. We spent an entire afternoon basking on a beach, all five of us naked and appreciating the scenery. Son Lee wasn’t the only blue woman on the beach practicing nudity. Nor was she the only non-human there. There was a voluptuous woman there with her two apparently teenaged daughters, all three of them as red as Christmas ribbons and all three pretty enough to get our attention. It wasn’t sunburn, but their natural skin tone, and no, it’s not nice to stare, but when beauty meets line of sight, it’s hard to just look away like nothing is happening. Their hair ranged in color from a very light brown, the mother figure, to a beautiful platinum blonde, the youngest of the trio. All three had very feminine and beautiful hourglass figures and gorgeously shaped legs.
Seeing Son Lee with us, she stopped by to chat for a bit, asking us about our relationship and sharing with us how they were looking for a temporary one as well, never being able to find anyone that all three of them thought was worth spending any time with.
“Why don’t you sit with us a while and chat. My name is Chalen, this is Sella, Son Lee, and Sheila. The man with us is our husband-to-be and the center of our universe and our love. His name is Charlie.”
“It’s nice to meet you. These are my daughters, Nillon and Eazon,” each holding up a hand when mentioned, “and I am Faron. We’re here visiting from Yling, being advised that there were often visiting human males here we might be interested in having fertilize us. Our world is trying to diversify, and one way they say we can do that is by being inseminated by a man of the pure human line. We thought we’d give it a shot!” The three of them looked at Charlie and giggled, causing my man Charlie to turn a similar shade of red, but only temporarily, as opposed to the guests on our blanket having their red forever.
Son Lee asked them, “Is it a custom to not keep your men, like we have on Tyree? We mate, but then don’t stay with our offspring’s male parent normally.”
“Similar. Some do, some don’t. The girls’ father was killed in a pirate raid while he was working for the Federation, but that was ages ago. He was never home, in any case. I’ve never met another Yling male I cared for, the girls are convinced that all men back home are animal dung, so here we are, having a little vacation and looking for a good time, and of course, some offered sperm, should we locate the right man. Any chance we could borrow the man between you that you speak so highly of?”
“Oh, Faron, you’ll have to ask him. We don’t control him or his actions, quite the opposite, but I for one wouldn’t mind, as long as you don’t try to take him away from us,” I told her.
“Chalen, I would never do anything like that. We just need, well, want would be a better term, some help getting a child put into us, then if he would gently pat us on the rump and send us on the way, all will be well. A dinner together with the group of us might be nice, too, but we don’t need a man in our lives, other than my father, who fixes things and kills bugs in our home.” Faron laughed at the thought. The girls just nodded, smiling at the description.
“May I offer that the pat would be on a beautiful rump, and although I’m flattered by your request, I’m also a bit frightened. What would be entailed if I were to accept your request, Faron?” Charlie asked her.
“Well, don’t you all mate? I mean sex is pretty much the same for humans as it is for us, from what I’ve read. You know, I lay down and you put your penis in my vagina until it emits your semen into my womb. Pretty standard, isn’t it?”
Son Lee spoke up at that. “Oh, Goddesses, no! Charlie does much more than that, and we enjoy the process much more than what sounds like an assembly line operation for you. Lean back, Eazon, if you don’t mind. I want to check something.” Eazon, the youngest of the three, leaned back onto her elbows, Son Lee rose, spread Eazon’s knees, then finding what she was looking for, touched the girl’s little white clitoris, and gently squeezed it between her thumb and forefinger.
“Oh, yesss!” Eazon exclaimed.
“Charlie likes to do a lot more than pump semen into us, girls,” Son Lee explained. “We spend hours and hours in bed, doing what we call making love, before it ever gets that far. Don’t you all do anything to feel good before you have sex and finish with the whole sperm injection operation?”
“Of course,” Nillon answered, “but not with men. Us girls play like that all the time, but not with men. They don’t seem to want that. They tend to spend a lot of time with each other doing things like that, but not with us. I’ve never wanted that, since I have Eazon and my friends to play with.”
“She has a point, Son Lee. Men on Yling tend to play with each other for fun and just spend time with the females to mate, and usually only when we desire and request it,” Faron added.
Son Lee touched Eazon’s lower lips a bit more, getting a bit of wetness, then tasting it, getting a bit more and offering her finger up for Charlie to taste.
He did that, sucking on Son Lee’s finger. “I’d be happy to help,” he said, then added, “but we’re going to do it my way, and it’s going to take a while. Let’s all go back to the room for a while, then we can have dinner, and then maybe we can do it again, just to make sure.”
All seven women on the blanket started laughing when he waggled his eyebrows like a mischievous little boy and off we went to the suite at our resort. They were staying in the same building, so it was easy to take care of clothing and such.
Once in the hotel, Son Lee took the lead, escorting the three Ylingan ladies to their room and discussing the finer points of preparedness. The three of them took a shower, enlightening Son Lee a bit by their obvious ability to clean each other, inside and out, without a bit of modesty. Nillon did mention the sisters played among themselves, but it didn’t appear that playing touchy feely with Mom was off limits in any way. Once the laughter stopped, they dried off under their escort’s smiling eyes, then dressed in their native casual garb, short skirts and almost sheer cotton blouses with high heeled sandals. It seems Omega, Omicron, and Earth weren’t the only places where leg enhancing footwear were deemed appropriate.
Son Lee explained all this to me later that evening while the festivities were happening, but while she was with the three red aliens, Sheila was washing her childhood crush with her bare hands while Sella and I took care of each other. One really nice thing about the resort was the accommodations in the different rooms, and the size of the shower enclosures and bathtubs. The tubs would easily hold four people and had air bubbles and water heating jets installed. The relaxation quotient was very, very high at the resort.
Sheila was thorough, but not thorough enough to take Charlie over the edge of ecstasy. The last thing we wanted was for him to NOT be able to perform as needed. Sella and I discussed it while watching the two most recently attached lovebirds sharing their physical adoration.
“You know, Chalen, Charlie is a wonderful man and all, but this may take two or three days. How long did Faron say they’d be here on vacation?”
“I think she said they had another few days remaining, Sella, and you’re probably right. No man can go forever, and we’ve taken Charlie to the point of exhaustion in less than six go-rounds. Far less.” When I said that, Sella giggled.
“I know. I remember that one night he made love to three of us, then fell asleep on our blue heartthrob. That was a fun night, even for her. He almost went on forever, but not quite, huh?” Sella asked.
About then, Son Lee walked in with three beautiful specimens of the Yling female population following her. I have to admit, they were exceptionally gorgeous women. I felt a twinge of jealousy until I also felt Charlie’s arm around my waist, pulling me to him. “I love you,” he said, softly biting my earlobe. “Don’t ever think otherwise.”
Faron spoke first. “We’ve decided that I should be first, since it will be easier for you to finish with the younger girls. I’m only being realistic about this, since they are half my age, and men prefer younger females to copulate with.”
We women all looked at each other after she said that, with understanding nods. Charlie wanted no part of that, and looked at me, then Sella, then Son Lee, then Sheila, then back to me.
“You have to be shitting me, ladies,” Charlie said. “Faron would make an old, blackened banana hard dressed like that. Faron, you are a beautiful woman, I don’t care what you think. Your daughters may be younger, but they have nothing on you but inexperience.”
“Thank you, kind sir. In that case, you decide who goes first, but to be honest, I wouldn’t mind the opportunity to show my girls what happens when a male inseminates a female. Then they would have some idea of what will happen,” Faron said. Her girls nodded at that point.
“Do you kiss back home, Faron?” he asked her.
“Kiss?”
He kissed her. Soundly. Her daughters oohed and aahed, squirming a bit on the bed as they watched.
“Yes, Charlie, we do that,” Nillon said, “with each other. Not with men, so much. At least I never have, but then, I’ve never had a man penetrate me, either. Neither has Eazon.”
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