First Contact by Aureliansol
Embark on a steamy journey with ‘First Contact’ by Aureliansol, where passion ignites and boundaries blur. Explore a tantalizing tale of desire, intimacy, and unforgettable encounters that will leave you breathless. Dive in and let your imagination run wild!
As the music played and the people danced around the fire, drunk on wine, Dr. Alistar Brand sat by the light of a lantern observing and excitedly scribbling in his notebook. He brushed his jet black hair out of his face and adjusted his reading glasses. Alistar was an alien anthropologist assigned by the Intergalactic Coalition to study the Aurelian people of the planet Gragas in the hopes of forming diplomatic relations.
The Intergalactic Coalition, or the IC, was a union of planets and species from all over the universe formed to advance space travel and explore uncharted territory. Decades ago, the IC had discovered Earth. While it took some time for humans to adapt to the knowledge that they were not alone in the universe, they eventually embraced it. With access to the much more advanced technology of the IC, humans were able to join the IC’s mission in searching for new life forms on unknown planets.
The IC had discovered Gragas months ago. The planet had remarkably similar conditions to Earth. As such, it was no surprise that the inhabitants of the planet were similar to humans, save for the red markings that decorated their skin. The Aurelians were a more primitive society, in a stage comparable to the Iron Age of Earth. When the IC made first contact, there was some hostility and confusion. But through the efforts of intergalactic mediators, the IC reached an agreement with the Aurelians to have an anthropologist study their ways of life. Once the IC had gained an understanding of Aurelian culture, they would be able to join the IC and gain access to advanced technology.
At age 27, Alistar had recently completed his PhD in anthropology. He was eager to prove himself during his first assignment. Alistar had only received an assignment at such a young age because nobody else wanted it. The Aurelians were considered a rather boring case due to their similarity to humans. But if he did well, Alistar could work his way up to studying more complex life forms.
So here Alistar was. For the next year he would be fully integrating into an Aurelian tribe. It had only been a week and he had already filled 5 journals with his meticulous notes. The tribe was made up of a few hundred people. Their dwellings were carved out of the rocky terrain of Gragas with intricate motifs adorning the outsides. At the center of the village there was a large fire pit, around which festivals would be celebrated.
Right now, Alistar was observing their Moon Festival. The whole village was present. The chieftain, Rakan, and his mate, Xayah, were seated on a beautiful carpet next to the fire. Around the fire, people were jumping and dancing to the upbeat music played on string and horn instruments. Alistar was writing about the traditional dishes served at the festival when his attention was pulled away by cheering. Everyone had stopped dancing as Xayah arose from her seat on the carpet. This was the first good look Alistar had gotten of her.
Xayah had dark hair that fell down to her waist in loose curls. Her skin was pale and covered in delicate swirls of red. She had dark eyes and a strong nose which was accentuated by a gold stud. Her hair, arms, and ankles were adorned with gold ringlets that signified her staus. Her clothing was rather simple, consisting of a piece of cloth wrapped securely around her breasts, and a skirt tied at her hip that reached her mid thigh. The fabric was light and flowy to accommodate the dry heat of Gragas.
Alistar leaned to Azir, his Aurelian guide, and asked what was going on.
“Xayah is beginning the ritual. This festival is all about her,” explained Azir.
They watched as a new song began and Xayah started to dance. She raised her hands in the air and moved her hips in a mesmerizing motion. Her anklets jingled as she jumped around, alternating her bare feet. Although everyone was watching, Xayah seemed focused on her mate. She held eye contact with Rakan as she performed her seductive dance.
“The Moon Festival occurs once a month, when her fertility is at its peak,” Azir continued. “She will perform this dance to seduce Rakan. Tonight they will mate in the hopes of bringing forth an heir.”
As the song came to an end, Rakan stood and approached his mate. Rakan had short curly hair and dark skin. He wore baggy pants and no shirt. He had a gold collar around his neck and long strings of beads hanging down over his chest. Gold bands accentuated his muscular arms. The red pattern on his skin reminded Alistar of a tiger’s stripes.
Rakan took Xayah’s face in his hands and gave her a deep kiss. Another song soon started and everyone resumed dancing.
“Is that it?” Alistar asked.
“No. The best is yet to come,” answered Azir.
Xayah and Rakan remained standing by the fire. As she turned to watch the festivities, Rakan held her from behind. Kissing her neck, he slowly moved his hand up her waist and over her breast.
“Come with me,” Azir motioned to Alistar as he stood up.
Azir led Alistar to a small dwelling just off the main square. They were joined by several others. The room was empty except for a sleeping mat in the center. Azir and Alistar sat against the walls of the room along with the others. Just as Alistar was going to ask more questions, Rakan entered the room holding Xayah in his arms. He laid her down on the mat and positioned himself over her as they began to passionately kiss. As Xayah began to remove Rakan’s clothing, Alistar looked at Azir with wide eyes.
“I told you this was a mating ritual,” Azir responded to Alistar’s shock.
“I didn’t realize we would be part of it!”
“This ritual will produce an heir. There must be no doubt that the child is Rakan’s. Therefore anyone in the village is invited to watch and act as a witness to the child’s conception.”
Alistar turned back to watch the ritual in disbelief. Rakan, now naked, pulled away Xayah’s top, revealing her breasts. They were firm and round, topped with small pink nipples. Her back arched as Rakan brought his head to her breast and sucked a nipple into his mouth. He squeezed her other breast with his large hand. As he hungrily sucked at Xayah’s left breast, he began to pinch and roll her right nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Alistar’s eyes were fixed on Xayah’s body as his member began to stir in his pants.
“He must first nurse on her breasts to encourage fertility and milk production,” Azir whispered.
Rakan then switched breasts, sucking Xayah’s right nipple into his mouth. He moved his hand down to her hip and began untying her skirt. She bent her knees and spread her legs, exposing her glistening sex. Rakan’s hand traveled down her body until his middle finger slipped between her folds. He slid his finger up and down her slit a few times, then focused his attention on her swollen clitoris.