"We have crashed into a serious situation here. It seems that society here has decided to allow itself to end when their normal life expectancy ends. Has anyone seen any children in the village?"
"Maybe they don't want the children to watch, Captain."
"We can't judge these kind people by our ancient Puritan standards. Their children mature very quickly if they are to survive. Their biggest problem lies outside the village walls. It seems there is a 'slithering beast' -- as Krall called it - that consumes the eggs the females produce before they can hatch as live younglings. There is also the threat of the larger slithering beasts that attack and consume the mature villagers caught unawares. In short, the villagers have no will or weapons to fight back."
"Why can't they make weapons, Captain?"
"I don't believe they have the knowledge. Krall referred to the Old Ones who have all died out. Perhaps there was some sort of societal reset that took place at their death. Krall doesn't know. Between them, they held the knowledge and the wisdom to continue. They created the planetary defense devise that destroyed our ship."
"Why can't we help them by making weapons and helping them fight these beasts?"
"I think you know the answer to that, lieutenant. Our Prime Principle states to not interfere with any society we contact. We are to observe, study and notate, then carry on in the name of science, hoping to make new friends along the way."
"These people have treated us well, under the circumstances. We must help them. I don't believe that under this situation, the Prime Principle applies."
"The prime principle always applies, yeoman. You've known this since day-one at the academy. The trick is to bend that rule so that we can help them. Giving them weapons is a big issue. We have no right to involve ourselves into their evolution -- or lack of it."
"We haven't any weapons to give them anyway, Captain. All of ours were destroyed in the crash."
"There's one more thing we can do. Tonight, we are going to be putting on another sex show for the villagers in the square. I cannot order you. Krall may say someone will be killed if they don't comply, but I think we know that won't happen. If there is any way possible to have sex look like it is fun and enjoyable, a recreational activity to look forward to and enjoy, perhaps our presence here will give them the will to want to survive their depressed attitude. All we can do is show them the way."
"I know I get a little depressed when I don't have recreational sex. Count me in," said the young yeoman from life science panel. Some of the crew chuckled in agreement.
"Krall and a few of his councilors are hoping it will. There are others on their council who are just as convinced to let the society die out. That the battle is unwinnable. I'm asking for volunteers to make Krall's goals happen. Fill your minds with positive thoughts. Perform a real show for them. Perhaps they will read our minds and begin to believe for themselves that live is worth living. Now, let's get some rest. Couples, I hope you will discuss this between yourselves and be helpful. Remember, we are serving the greater good for these people but try to have a good time and show it, think it, be good examples. No BDSM. It is too far advanced for these folks. They would not understand the emotional complexities of any other way. It's back to basics. Try to remember what new, young love felt like to you as teenagers. They would understand that."
Right at dusk, our escorts arrived to take us to the square. Their faces were emotionless, so getting a read on what they might be thinking was impossible. As I explained to the crew, we are to use all thoughts to influence these folks that having recreational sex is a good thing. Actions speak louder than thoughts, at this point. We should all appear jovial, happy, and caring that we are being allowed to do this. That we are looking forward to it and we are going to enjoy it. I couldn't ask the crew, but I hoped that Krall and his escorts chose the sex pairings accurately. For us, it was non-negotiable. Over the past two nights, there have been no complaints.
Tonight, as usual, we were lined up naked -- in our true form - and in single file so the crowd could look at us before we begin. Just as in the other nights, there were three hetero couples, two female couples and on male couple. "They will be judging our non-verbal communications, so be positive and cheerful." We tried forcing a smile until we heard what Krall had to say.
Holding his broadcasting translator to the temple area of his head, Krall began. There was no audible sound, but we all were able to understand.
Krall began announcing to the villagers. "Tonight, our new friends are going to give us examples of physical love. Love is an emotion. Our new friends express that emotion using their bodies when they conduct the process of reproducing. I do not expect we will be knowledgeable of this love since the Old Ones left us. As you have already witnessed, these new friends visiting from another world have the knowledge of love. They will be giving us their thoughts and feelings about what love is to them. Perhaps, we can learn for ourselves if it is good."
With that introduction, we all knew what we had to do. Since being paired with yeoman Christine Reynolds, we have had no issues between us. As captain, I mustn't get emotionally involved, but her willingness and efforts to please while having public sex are above and beyond the call of duty. Sadly, there is no official Space Force citation for that.
Once again, we were escorted and spaced equidistant around the blue water well in the center of the town square. As our escorts left us alone, we would begin. The crowd of citizens, now familiar with the pairings, moved and situated themselves around the square to view their favorite couples.
Yeoman Reynolds -- Christine -- turned to me with a smile on her face. "Captain, I mean Theo, what may I do to show my pleasure at having sex with you? Is there anything special you would like?"
I quickly got into character as a loving partner. With Christine, this was easy, but I had to remember that I was still her captain, and this show was all for the villagers.
"Christine, you know that you please me very much. I'm sure that when we kiss, our minds will come to some conclusions of their own. We've never had a problem in that area. Have we?"
"No, Theo, we have not." Christine drew closer to me, her firm young breasts, pointed with pink, hard nipples pressed into my chest comfortably. She placed one hand around my waist and the other behind my neck. I mirrored her. We kissed as we always have which is probably why Krall kept all the couples together since we were matched by Krall's telepathy readings. I don't know what method he used to sort everyone into couples, but it worked.
Christine and I started out warmly and we quickly escalated to hot. Based upon our experiences so far, how could we not? Her kisses were as if she were a hungry child who had missed many meals and was suddenly given all the food she could eat. I admit that she was also a tasty treat. In no time at all, our bodies were melting together in hot, molten desire. There was never a thought of looking at other couples to see what they were doing. This was an effort for the townspeople.
Carefully, we laid ourselves down. Our mouths sought out the parts on each other's body that we already knew created pleasure. Hoping these sensations were being picked up telepathically by the townspeople, we made extra effort to think clearly and simply. As her lips surrounded the tip of my cock, I tasted her outer pussy lips with definite intentions to dip into her deeper. As I did, I heard her moan. The vibrations her voice made, gave an extra charge to her deep lip lock she had on my cock. Her gentle touch caressing my balls in her hand. Again, she tried to give a deep throat. I never force that. I gave her high marks for her effort.
I rolled her over and began kissing and massaging her ass cheeks. She was an excellent physical specimen. She was firm. Her skin was smooth. The crevice between her cheeks was extremely kissable. Suddenly, she reversed herself. Her breathing was becoming erratic. She pushed me onto my back and climbed onto my stomach. As a demonstration, she placed her pussy over my chin and rubbed it against her clit. I tried working my tongue into play. She was dripping her sweet honey, and I took it all in.
Finally, she reached around to my cock and pulled on it, stroking it. Then, quickly she slid her body down and positioned her pussy over my cock and held it at the entrance. She bounced but twice onto the cushioned head then slid all the way down until our hips met. She held herself there for a moment. She rotated her hips in a circular motion making sure she was fully seated inside her. Her pussy muscles squeezed and sucked at my length. She rose slowly a few more times and then burst into a speed motion intent on building a fire that could not be extinguished between us.
Her ass cheeks were slapping my thighs as it was all I could do to hold onto her hips to keep her from flying away. She held onto my chest with her hands over my nipples. Unconsciously, perhaps, every so often she would squeeze her hands, and her fingernails would dig into my skin. Her passion was building to a crescendo.
For the sake of the townspeople, I couldn't allow that to happen too quickly. More time involved, the more pleasure to be gained. I whispered to Christine. "My turn."
