Bait and Switch Retype - Complete

Which means that my unhatched children are in danger, as are Summer and Lela. It has to say something that I'm not concerned for my own wellbeing, though my heart is certainly pounding in my chest.

"Do not be alarmed," one of them says in the dual-toned voice of their race, stepping forward. Her voice is a little deeper, however, than Lela's. She looks just like Lela, except that maybe she has wrinkles that Lela doesn't. In fact, all of these females have barely wrinkled faces, and a couple of them actually have slightly sagging small breasts. It's hard to tell if there are other features that are different, with the dim blue light dancing smoothly across their bodies, making it hard to focus on specific features.

"Nick," Summer asks me, "What's going on?"

I shrug my shoulders, uncertain, and our guests don't deign to enlighten us.

The black rectangular hatch opens in the wall behind the newcomers, and it takes me a minute, before I see Lela walking between the other females. I know it's her, by her switches.

"Lela, what's going on?" I ask, as soon as she's in front of us, then, "The children?" If she's here, who's incubating our children? Why does she look so sad? Has something already happened? Why won't any of my questions get answered?

Fear galvanizes my resolve, and I prepare to disable these angels, and figure out some way to escape. I have to save Lela and Summer.

I wait for her to form her answer before acting, wondering why she doesn't use the nanites. "A surrogate is taking care of our children," her voice finally comes, and I'm happy to see a smile appear on her face. If she's smiling, then maybe everything will be okay. 'They are here for another reason,' the words come across my vision. It's only then that I realize she has spoken for everyone's benefit, but that we can use the nanite's connection to speak privately.

The one that'd spoken earlier steps forward, and faces the three of us. She speaks first in her language, and then waits for Lela to translate. I wonder at this, where she's already spoken to us once, and think that it might be a hierarchy thing, or maybe she doesn't know enough of our language.

We wait for Lela to form the words, and I try to stay patient. "They say that some of the females of our race believe what I'd told them, and don't feel that enjoying mating is a blasphemous thing." The other angel speaks again, followed after a bit by Lela. "A few females have revolted, and are returning to your planet, to seek me out, and verify if it's true. If it is, then it will mean a massive social change for our society." Lela waves to the others of her species. These are delegates from their strongest ships."

Lela seems to be getting excited, her nipples even growing rigid, and it's hard for me not to share in it. It means that she won't be an exile, bereft of contact with the rest of her race for the remainder of her lifespan. Then the rest of the news falls upon us.

"If I have been found to be lying, then I will be executed immediately, and the lives of the rebel females will also be forfeit, for their crimes in coming to me."

"Great," I say, knowing that Lela had indeed enjoyed our coupling, "but I don't see any other males here for them to experience it with." Only after the words are out of my mouth, do I realize my stupidity. "Oh. . ." I say, at the same time Summer smacks my arm.

"It's you, silly," my sister tells me, unnecessarily. "What a lucky pervert you are, getting to service all of these aliens." I'm glad at least she's enjoying this. I still remember my marathon sex session with Lela, and don't care to repeat it. Summer grows serious for a moment, before asking, "When did you and Lela do it? You didn't tell me about. . . Oh, my god! Those children are yours!" Summer's shock is almost tangible in its intensity.

Before I have a chance to respond, the old one speaks again and we wait for the translation. "That won't be necessary. They brought a young female, who has just reached maturity. They will give you the opportunity to please her, and then will abide by her verdict."

"But I'm not up to putting her in heat, and then having sex for the next eight hours," I protest. "Besides, I don't want any more children, right now."

"Eight hours. . .?" Summer whispers in wonder next to me. "You've been holding out on me, Nick."

Once again the older alien speaks, followed by Lela. It's obvious that she understands me, even if she refuses to speak much of my language.

"If what I told them is true, then you won't need to put her in heat. Merely please her, and it will be done," Lela translates.

'Lela,' I think to her privately, 'Are you okay with this? Can't I just couple with you? I don't want to hurt you.'

'How can this hurt me?' comes her immediate response. 'When you prove I'm right, everything will change. Also, if you only mate with me, they can claim that I am lying to save our lives. They want this to be true. It will mean that our females will no longer be subservient to the males. No longer have to suffer violent matings.'

'But won't it bother you, to see me with another woman?' I ask, even though I know she's seen me having sex with numerous other women, as she's always spying on me. But those other women have all been human. This time it will be with one of her own species.

'We do not choose a mate for life, as you humans try to do. We have always mated for the best offspring, choosing the strongest males. When things change, then maybe we can think about finding only one male for us, but for now, this is how my race functions.' I truly wish that I could gain some sense of emotion from the words, but they just seem too analytical.

"What about you?" I turn and ask my sister. "How do you feel about this?"

"Are you kidding me?" she asks excitedly. "I'm getting horny just thinking about it. Watching you make it with a young alien. . . Can it get any more perverted than that?"

I laugh at my sister's cavalier attitude, before turning back to the group of aliens. "Okay, I'll do it."

There is a hum of confusion, as the alien females converse amongst themselves.

"Of course you will do it," Lela translates the next sentence, and it dawns on me I never even had a choice. A moment later the entryway opens again, and out walks another pink-skinned alien. She stands a little shorter than Lela and her breasts a little higher, but is otherwise nearly indistinguishable.

Lela lets out a small sound that I can only interpret as a gasp.

She walks up to me, and waits. It takes me a moment to notice she isn't wearing a light suit.

Uncomfortable with so many eyes on me, I'm not sure how to proceed. I'm tempted to use my switches to make her wet, but think that it might be cheating. I think back to how Lela had first reacted to my touches, and how she'd only wanted to get it over with.

"If this is going to work," I tell them," she needs to do whatever I say." I look into the young alien's silvery eyes, before asking, "Can you understand me?"

She jarringly nods her large head, and I can tell she's just as nervous as I am. I'll need to get her to relax, or this'll never work.

"Sit down," I tell her, and take her hand, to help her down. Part of me is conscious of Summer walking away with Lela to one side of the room, while the other six go to the opposite side. I do my best to block them all out. This is just like when Dennis watched me and Gina, or at Brent's party with Shannon, I think to myself, wishing I believe it.

I sit across from her, and take her foot in my hand. Gently rubbing her heal, I start to give her a massage, hoping it'll help her relax.

'What are you doing?' Somehow I know it's Summer asking. 'You don't have to woo her, just make her cum.'

'Look at her,' I mentally admonish my sister. 'She's too nervous. Besides, I want to make sure she's pleased in every way, so that there can be no complaint, and no denying it.'

'How did I end up with such a wonderful, younger brother?' she sends back to me. 'No wonder you're such a great lover.' I feel my cheeks heat a little at her compliment.

I take this moment to look closer at this new angel, and can discern a few other differences between her and Lela. The angle of the eyes is just a bit different, as is the exact shape of her sex: a little slimmer, maybe.

'She was chosen for her aesthetic closeness to me,' Lela sends me.

'Closeness. . .' I wonder, not realizing I send the thought.

'Yes. She is my sister.'

I look at Lela in shock, my hands stopping for a moment in their massage. This race of angels truly is different from us humans.

As I return to work on the young alien's feet, I'm able to sense her relaxing a bit. She watches everything I do, with her liquid silver eyes, and there is somehow an innocence to them that I find alluring.

A thought occurs to me. 'Lela, is your sister a virgin?'

'She has never mated. They want someone that has never known the normal type of mating for this test.' No wonder she's so nervous. She's likely been raised on what to expect from the males of her species. The violent, almost rape, as their men take them again and again, non-stop, until their biological heat has been satisfied, would scare just about anybody. I have to make sure that this experience is the complete opposite for her.

I shift my hips closer to her on the floor, and feel her tense for a moment, but when I only start to massage her calf, she relaxes again.

The older alien speaks, and Lela translates, "They want to know if all of this is necessary. You didn't need to do any of this with me."

"It was different with you," I tell her. "You were in heat, and then your body demanded it. Was ready for it. She is obviously nervous, and I need for her to relax. Trust me, if you can get your men to do this, you won't complain. I also don't care to use my ability, and ruin the accuracy of this experiment."

The angel I'm massaging says something in her two-toned voice, and the older aliens nod. 'She says that what you are doing feels nice, and it does help her relax,' Lela's translation comes through the nanites. I note that this younger alien's voice is slightly higher than her sister's, and wonder if their voices drop in pitch as they age.

I smile happily at the young alien, and then decide to step it up a notch. Moving my hands to her thin knee, I bring her toes to my mouth. She gasps as I suck on one pink toe after another, and I'm not sure if the gasp is from surprise, or pleasure, but she doesn't try to stop me. Slowly, tenderly, I begin to rub her skinny thigh, as I slip my tongue between her small thin digits. I've never noticed before, but her feet are short one toe, just as her hands are less one finger. I'm able to fit all four toes in my mouth, as I flick my tongue between then. I think I hear a half moan escape from the young alien, but when I look up at her, she's just staring back at me curiously.

"Do you have a name I can call you?" I ask her, taking her toes from my mouth. I don't expect her to answer, but it doesn't hurt to try, and small talk may put her more at ease.

She says something that sounds like 'Harana', though it's hard to tell with her two vocal cords, and two tongues. Her voice is soft and high, and sounds quite musical to my ears.

"Since I can't say that, may I call you Harana?" I ask her softly, trying to keep my voice soothing. She nods, and I smile reassuringly. Her tremulous smile in return, tells me that I'm winning her over.

I switch over to her other foot, now, and start rubbing it. Following the same routine as with her left leg, I'm not surprised to see that she has grown a little wet between her legs as I work on her right thigh, and suck her toes.

I realax a little myself, at seeing this evidence of arousal in Harana. While I know Lela had enjoyed our marathon sex session, part of me feared that this angel couldn't be turned on, without my switches.

Deciding it's time to go to the next level again, I trail gentle kisses up her calves, under her knees, and along the insides of her thighs, before reaching the juncture at the top. I glance over to where Lela and Summer stand watching us, and noticed that Summer has her hands down her pants, and she's decided to put her shirt back on. Lela is slowly fidgeting, and I feel her wet switch is fully tilted. Smiling, I plant a soft kiss on Harana's sex, and this time, there is no mistaking the soft gasp that escapes her lips. She is enjoying this.

Gently, I lick around her tiny labia, before sucking one lip in, and nibbling on it lightly. Her breathing is becoming heavy, as I continue licking her, and there is an unmistakable flow coming from her vagina now. I lap it up, before shoving my tongue against her outer barrier, but notice that I can't get past it. She is likely going to be tighter than Lela, and that worries me, but it's a problem to tackle later.

One of the old aliens says something, and Harana answers back vehemently.

'They wanted you to stop what you are doing, saying it is not necessary, but Harana demanded to let you continue. Apparently she is enjoying that.' Lela's translation comes to me, and I decide to reward Harana for her diligence. Up until this point, I've avoided her clitoris, but now I attack it with fervor. All my other touches have been light, and gentle, priming her for the way I lick, and suck, and even bite her clit now.

Harana cries out in pleasure, and I feel a splash of her vaginal secretions wash over my chin as she comes. I leave her clit alone, allowing her to recover, as I lap up her tangy juices, and go back to licking and sucking her labia, spreading my tongue wide as I lick up her slit.

Harana starts talking fast, having to stop periodically to catch her breath. The old aliens wait for her to finish, before answering back.

'She just told them how good that felt. She was very detailed. They chose a good subject for this test. She is very analytical.' The way Lela's words float across my vision is very scientific, which seems at odds with what is going on in the middle of the room, but I'm glad that my efforts are paying off. Maybe I won't have to take her virginity after all. If she is like a human that way, it will hurt her, and that may be the end of it all. I'm pretty horny though, and looking over to my sister again, I see that she now has her pants on the floor, and is busily rubbing her pussy. I can't help but smile inwardly as I sent, 'Pervert,' mentally to my sister.

Apparently I'm not the only horny person in the room. Even Lela is lightly running her fingers along her naked skin. I only then notice that she doesn't have on her light suit.

'The seniors say that that is okay, but the real test will be the intercourse. They are getting impatient.'

'Ask them if they want to do this,' I testily snap back mentally, losing my good mood, and then realizing she is about to do just that, I quickly add, 'No wait. Don't. I'll get on with it.'

I trail kisses up Harana's body, stopping for a few seconds on each of her darker pink nipples, and hear her softly moan. I kiss up near her ear, and whisper, "This first part might hurt. I am truly sorry for that. I promise it will feel better in a bit." I quickly pull off my pants, and kick them away.

The young angel nods, and I start to rub my hard cock against her vulva. She starts to moan, and even hunch her hips against me, when the older alien suddenly speaks, startling me.

'They already know this part will hurt. That is expected. Do not forget that she also has the nanites, and is communicating with them, as we are.' Lela sends to me.

I feel like an idiot. Of course she's telling them everything mind-to-mind; Harana probably only speaks out loud, when she wants us to know what she's saying.

I feel a little betrayed, thinking that I've been winning Harana over to our side. Well, in a way I have, but this is still a test, and she is still their subject.

I have to press pretty hard to get my cock's head past her outer barrier, and as soon as it slips past that portal, I feel her hymen break, before I can slow or stop myself. Damn, she is TIGHT!

Harana cries out in pain, and I hold still, waiting for her to get used to me inside of her. I glance over to the other aliens, and see that they are intently watching us now.

A gasp from the other side of the room turns my attention that way, and I'm shocked to see Summer standing behind Lela, with her arms wrapped around the alien. One hand is pinching a dark pink nipple, the other one rubbing the pink alien's crotch. Lela seems to be enjoying it, as her eyes are closed, and she is leaning back against my fully nude sister.

I look back over to the other aliens, and notice that some of them are watching Harana and me, and some watching Summer and Lela.

That's right, I think, see what can happen when you experience true pleasure.

'Your sister feels nice,' Lela sends in response, 'but I like kissing you more.'

"Damn, this alien is hot, watching you,' Summer sends at the same time.

Harana says something, and when I don't look at her, she grabs my head, and turns me to look at her. She nods, and I know that she is ready for me to continue. I decide that this is as good a time as any to teach her something else, and drop my head down to hers, kissing her softly as I start moving my hips slowly. Harana just lays there, neither returning my kiss, nor moving in time with my hips.

'Explain to her what a kiss is,' I ask Lela, and a second later I hear Lela's voice gasping and moaning in her language. Apparently my sister is taking good care of her.

Harana nods when Lela is done explaining, and I soon find her tongues wrapping around mine.

It doesn't take long for the entire length of my rod to sink into this previously virgin alien, and I start giving her long slow strides. It only takes a few strokes, before she starts to move in time with me, and after a few more strokes, she is moaning.

She has to break off the kiss, and her arms wrap around my neck and pull my body close to hers, as she starts to cum hard on my rod. I have to stop moving inside her; she is so tight, I'm afraid she will rip my member off, if I don't hold still. Instead, I tighten my penile muscles to make my prick twitch inside her, smiling inwardly, as this seems to increase her orgasm.

When she finally comes down from her high, I prop myself up on my hands, and look down at her. There is no mistaking the dreamy smile on her lips now.

"There is more than one position to enjoy," I tell her, as I pull out.

She looks at me curiously, but I lay on my back, and indicate for her to climb on top. Aiming my penis for her hole, I grab her hips and yank down, while I thrust my hips up. I fly through her outside barrier, and sink fully into her in one go. Her large eyes grow even wider as I do this, and this time it is her that initiates the kiss, as she bends over and presses her lips to mine.

With my hands still on her hips, I start moving her back and forth in a gentle rhythm that she soon picks up on her own. She has to break the kiss again, and she starts to really moan as she picks up the pace. I lift her torso up high enough, that I can bring one of her tits to my lips. She gasps as I nibble on it, and a few seconds later she comes again. Her pussy grips me extremely tightly, but she doesn't stop moving her hips, and I know I'm not going to last, so I lift her off me.

I really want to give her the whole experience, and as soon as she is done shaking from her last orgasm, I have her get on all fours in front of me.

The older alien says something in a tone that I can only call snotty.

"She says that your true colors are now showing. This is how our males take us. Since you've yet to reach your climax, you must be getting ready to do it the way you truly want to: violently." Lela's translation comes a second later, somewhat breathily.