Michael meets the matriarch feline alien and breeds her
WARNING: These stories introduce my new character, Michael, and have two parts. The first part is about Michael's sexual liaisons with earth women many who work for him and the second part details his encounters with meeting and breeding feline ETs. This is the last story in this series.
They involve scenes of graphic sex including alien transformation, breeding and anal. If that is not what you are looking for don't read on. All sexual acts depicted in the story are committed by adults over eighteen years old and alien transformation into human forms for sexual encounters.
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I went to work with the specs for an 'Inertia Dampener'! A fucking 'Target their Inertia Dampener" Star Trek episode. An 'inertia damper' is a device that counters or damps the effects of inertia and other forces and motion. The damper does not negate the forces but either absorbs or redirects them by other means.
Since 1666, Newton's Law of Inertia states: a mass at rest tends to remain at rest; a mass moving at a constant velocity tends to keep moving at that velocity, unless acted upon by an outside force.
May the Force Be with You! The 'F', the 'm' and the 'a' in Newton's formula are very important concepts in mechanics. The 'F' is force; a push or pull exerted on an object. The 'm' is mass; a measure of how much matter is in an object. And the 'a' is acceleration; which describes how an object's velocity changes over time. Velocity, which is similar to speed, is the distance an object travels in a certain amount of time.
An 'Inertia Dampener' is absolutely needed for space travel. It will shorten the time for space travel because a space object can accelerate with advanced speed then the Inertia Dampener can decelerate the object quickly. I needed to find the right engineer to understand these spec and build a small prototype.
I told Angie I was not to be bothered while I scoured the internet, published papers and biographies. I finally found her but she worked at JPL -- the Jet Propulsion Laboratory in California. Maureen Delilah Johnson did her Undergrad at Stamford and received her Master's and PhD from Caltech. She has degrees in Aerospace Engineering and Electromagnetic Compatibility (EMC) Engineering. An EMC engineer is mandatory to make sure that all the electronics on a spacecraft don't interfere with the Inertia Dampener.
The only choice was to fly out there and make my proposal face to face. I asked Angie to call the Executive Jet company I used on short notice. She got back to me and told me Laurence would drive me to the Executive Airport picking me up about four. The Cessna Citation Soverrign+ was leased by a female outfit. On the tail was a witch flying a broom and a pentagram was painted on the door.
I was met on the runway by Jackie and Mandy. They were both dressed in deep green skirts, white blouses and blood red ties. Mandy had waist long brunette hair and hazel eyes that sparkled her friendliness. Her large breasts pushed her blouse buttons to the limit. Jackie had black curly hair shoulder length. She was shorter then Mandy with B-cup breasts. Her dark eyes were sizing me up. I had not flown with this crew before.
When I walked past them they closed the space and rubbed up against me and breathed in deeply. I thought, "Not Again," as I walked up the stairs and settled in to the executive seat. Mandy came around and checked my seatbelt and lingered over me. When she stood next to me she smiled brightly and her eyes shone. She told me she would serve me dinner once the plane reached cruising speed.
I relaxed as we received clearance and the plane rose through the night sky. I must have closed my eyes and dreamed something sexy because I jumped a little when I felt a hand on my thigh close to the head of my hard cock. Light fingers rolled across my fat cockhead and a sweet female voice spoke, "It's time for dinner Mr. Michael. I'll bring it now with a nice bottle of red. Bring your seat upright so I can serve you."
Mandy brought me a Senorio de P. Pecina Gran Reserva 1998 excellently paired with the Filet Mignon wrapped in bacon. Complementing the filet were button mushrooms and a sweet potato and squash puree. She leaned over me and tied a cloth napkin around my neck but lingered breathing in my scent off my shoulder.
She sat on the padded arm rest of my chair with her legs across mine and actually fed me. Instead of my napkin she would occasionally run her fingers across my lips to pick up a few crumbs. She let me drink my wine by myself between feeding me bite sized cuts of the filet. She would stare into my eyes and blush deep red and smile brightly.
She squirmed as she sat on the armrest with her warm thighs across mine. Down my left thigh is where my cock goes when it lengthens and hardens. She casually moved the back of her thigh across my now fat hard cock. I decided to call her bluff and softly put my hand on her stocking covered thigh. They were dark green with witches hats, brooms and cats stitched in black. She looked down when she felt my hand and smiled.
While she fed me the rest of my meal my hand slowly went up her thigh under her skirt. I soon felt warm naked skin and realized she was wearing thigh-high stockings. I pushed her skirt upwards and could see the dark green elastic band holding up her stockings. She took in a deep breath when my hand drifted onto her bare inner thigh. She did her best to remain professional now feeding me my dessert of German Black Forest cake.
However I felt her shift on the arm rest and her thighs opened. My hand now had clear access to her hidden jewel. The tips of my fingers found her gusset of her panties which were hot and moist. Her thighs moved again and she allowed my three long fingers to cup her pussy. She finished feeding me the cake and leaned forward to lick some crumbs off my lips then softly kissed me. Her pussy let down her hot juice and my fingers got moist.
