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By D.O. Mann

SUMMARY This science fiction tale imagines a faraway race of beings that conduct their matings far differently from humans. The aliens bring together a young human couple, carefully raised in complete sexual innocence. Their behavior in an artificial Eden is curiously observed from afar by the aliens.

Once upon a time-flow, not our own, there was a race of beings far different from you and me. The only similarity was that they were born, lived, and died, even as you and I. A rare link-up between us and that distant species once occurred, hence this tale.
Six individuals of that race had come together for a 'fruiting.' That folk did not have, as we do, male and female genders. Instead they had six distinct sex- identities. And like our oysters, they changed from one to another of the six sexes, as they ran the course of their lives. It took all six kinds, grouping and clumping, to generate new members of that star race.
The names I have given that far-off Six are; Ooner, Otoo, Treen, Fower, Fievee, and Sixtus. Their real names have letters that are on no earthly keyboards.The six of them had contrived to meet, test compatibilities, grow together, and begin the lives of two more like them.
In our words, they had come together for six-sex and to make two babies.
Their multiple mating is hard for us to comprehend. The cluster clung and moved together, intermingling body parts, even as we do. But with six individuals, and their peculiarities, they clumped for a long time, achieving many peaks of sensation during their generative act. Each subgroup of two developed a half- egg. With three such subgroups, three incomplete seeds were produced. Then the two senior members of the group partially drew away from the juniors. Those two brought forth another egg-half.
The entire Six rejoined in close creative intimacy and knitted the four part-seeds into two new infant conceptions. The group of six parents, now that their peculiar passion was spent, stayed in calm conjunction to nurture the Two, and grow the pair through their infancies, just as in a human family.
It was during the first part of the growing, when the new entities were still very young, that Ooner projected a thought into the brain cases of the other five sex partners. He (?) disclosed that during one of their many orgasms, his (?) perception was extended to an extreme range in a new direction. He (?) had observed the sex customs of another race, ours. He (?) told the others how it worked with us, so far away.
They agreed with him (?) that what our distant race did was weird.
They were appalled at the unpleasantness surrounding our generative process. However Ooner pointed out that there was a certain fleeting pleasure we felt at the crux of sharing. Then there were our delights in child rearing. It seemed to Ooner that some feeling we called love was evident in connection with both of these parts of our race increase process.
All of the Five, particularly Treen, tuned their minds along the thought ray of Ooner, and devoted some of their time-of-nurture to the far distant practices. A few earthly microseconds later, the consensus developed that the unpleasant and destructive parts of the sex practices of the human race were caused by several factors. There was poor transfer, from old to young, of what to do when it came to mating. Exclusivity, coveting, and jealousy crept in. Then there was the lust for power, not passion, and there was poor communication, ignorance, and reliance on past ignorance. Thus, many adverse factors got in the way of the simple instinctive drive of us two-sexers to couple and fruit.
The distant Six, being do-ers, not only watchers, decided to perform an experiment on Earth. They hoped to bring about, and watch, an example of pure instinct, as a pair of the faraway entities were brought together.
They planned to have each of this pair raised to puberty in complete ignorance of the other gender. Then with the chosen two in isolation, they prepared to observe the consequences.
In order to bring about this growth in separate sexual ignorance, the Six turned to the earthly phenomenon of religion, which they hardly understood. But they had sensed that some religious practitioners were anti-sex to the extreme. Treen searched and found a group that were all female, renouncing all contact with males. It was arranged that a baby girl was to be found by this group and raised by them. The nuns named this infant Dora, and kept her from all carnal knowledge until she was grown.
She was barely aware that there were different people outside the nunnery, called men.
Likewise, Sixtus discovered an isolated group of males, who fiercely shunned all female influence in their cloistered lives. They extended their ban even to cows and hens, living their narrow lives in exclusive masculinity. Sixtus caused them to find a male infant, who they raised in strict conformity to their practices. This child, named Dorian, grew to puberty hardly knowing that there were females, except for some obscure references in the colony's censored books. Now the Six powered together and created, on distant earth, a new Garden of Eden. It was patterned after the original, taken from the lore of the race and the ancient books. There was a warm bit of ocean, with a gentle surf. There were fruits and berries on the trees and shrubs. A fresh clear stream ran across the preserve, and there was a waterfall. Overhead, a local fusion torch replaced Sol, just for the garden. It was made to blaze and fade to a minimum 'moonlight', in tune with the revolution of Earth. Surrounding all, was a barrier which isolated this Paradise from the rest of our world.
Now the two earthies were ready. The onset of maturity was on them.
She had flowed monthly for several years, and he was producing copious, if intermittent, emissions of male juice. Each marvelled at the changes as their bodies developed. Time now being also ripe, the Six brought the human pair and inserted them, both unconscious, through the barrier.
Before they awoke, Fower implanted each earthies' language in the mind of the other. They were not aware that they could formerly not understand each other. The memory of their past lives was programmed to fade in a cycle or two. Now they awakened to awareness, in separate parts of their garden. The increasing blaze from above brought them to their new reality.
Dora came awake first. She was curled up under a bush on some soft grasses. It was far different from her cot in the small bare cell of the nunnery. She gazed around in wonderment at the trees and bushes, so different from the whitewashed walls that were all she knew before. Her next glance was down at herself. She was nude, and wondered at that, for the nuns had insisted that a long white gown was the minimum, even for bathing. Dora had never looked at her entire bare body before, only at a part or so at a time.
She became aware of an inner urge that had, before, taken her to a squalid and smelly out-building just inside the rear wall of the convent.
Now Fower's impelling thought insinuated itself, and Dora went directly to a glen close to the unseen barrier. There the stream disappeared underground. The water swirled in a whirlpool. She was guided to squat in the shallow pool and empty her bladder and bowels. What left her was carried under and away, and the flowing water cleansed her.
She wandered away and started to explore the garden. A growing murmur led her to the splash of the waterfall. The stream flowed over a rocky wall and arched to create an inviting pool, clear enough so that the sandy bottom twinkled through the ripples. Dora waded in, delighted, venturing to approach the fall. The warm spray tempted her, and she gradually backed in and let the flowing water sluice all over her. At length she emerged and let the warm glow from overhead, subtly enhanced for the purpose, dry her hair and body. She was content, except for a growing emptiness.
During this time, Dorian also wakened to gaze in wonderment at the lush foliage. He had never experienced such vegetation before, for the monastery where the monks raised him was walled on a high rocky cliff. He was not surprised, as Dora was, by nudity, for the brothers often went about their tasks with only breech-clouts. Fower impelled him, too, to seek out the whirlpool. There he spouted into the middle of the vortex. Then he squatted in the water and emptied into the gurgling drain. He too became hungry. The two earthies converged on a section of their garden where food grew lush and delicious. Distant Fievee gently guided them to pick and eat.
As they grew filled, they wandered toward a central glade, and finally glimpsed each other. The alien soothed their startle impulses, and filled them with curiosity. They approached and confronted one another.
He observed Dora's breasts, lush in comparison to his flatness. She noticed with interest the three foreign objects scarcely concealed by his scant pubic hair. He broke the silence, saying that he was Dorian, and what was she called? She answered 'Dora'. He asked what those were, pointing to her chest. She said the nuns had told her to call them breasts as they grew, and to conceal them. But, she admitted, with only a trace of fading embarrassment, that she had nothing now to hide them under. He said they were beautiful, and that his two rounds were much smaller, and hidden by hair and by his waterspout. He lifted it and held it aside, so she could clearly see the small globes in their sack. She said she had no such things under her hair, only a chink.
They turned their attention to the wonder of their surroundings. They joined hands and began an exploration of the garden, exclaiming at the beauty of foliage and flowers. Finally they came to the beach and the gentle surge of the warm salt water. They ran along the edge of the sand, and waded, delighted, into the surf.
She playfully pushed him down under the surface. He emerged and splashed her vigorously. She rushed to grab his arms. He turned and embraced her as well. Distant Sixtus pulled back the influence being lightly exerted, and let human instinct take over. The two hugged close, knee-deep in the surging water. The remote Six noted with interest that the earthies slowly brought their mouths together to exchange a token of mutual good will. The will was so good that they increased their merging with an tentative exploration of each others' tongues. Their embrace tightened, and her out-juts were pressed tightly against his chest.
He dropped his arms and took firm hold of her hind- globes, pressing her close to him, even as he swelled. His dangle rose and was squeezed between them. She withdrew in alarm, and turned away from him to see what was pressing her belly. The thing was different from before, large and stiff and inviting. She grasped it and held it, returning to the enchanting embrace, and the delicious melding of lips and tongues.
After a thrilling exchange of caresses above, the pair drew back a little. She used two hands to hold his swollen extension. Likewise, he reached out and palmed both of her mammaries. They began, in their common language, to inquire of each other about the names of the body parts that each held. She had said 'breast', but they both realized that he, too, had something called that. He knew that calling them 'she-bulbs with little knobs' would be awkward. So he improvised, with her agreement, and named them 'she-zies'.
Then came her turn to name the part of him that she held. After all, it could not always be 'his ninth finger that swells to big stick'. They settled on 'he- woo'. And below that, she shifted one hand, and hefted the 'pair of lumps in bag'. This became in her mind, and his also, 'he-two'.
With joy and delight, they continued to handle and play with each other's protrusions. The faraway Six noted with interest that these organs were fairly similar to what one or another of them extended, for the others to enjoy, during fruiting.
As they kissed, and he fondled, she manipulated his he- woo with increasing firmness, stroking him from he-two to tip. A drip of moisture came into her palm, and her dry strokes became juicy caresses as their tongues lashed and swirled together. He began to pant and groan, and his he-two drew up and swelled. At last a sweet thrill swept over his body, and a different fluid rushed up and squirted out all over her hands. He recalled certain dreams when the same jetting and outpouring had awakened him.
They stepped further into the waves, and let the water rinse away the stickiness. Dora said that when he was erupting, she, too, had flowed with a new juice from her hairy chink. He wanted to see, so they went up on the warm sand. Dora lay back and spread her legs and parted her lower lips. Now they had some new things to name. They settled for 'she-oh' for the whole region below her maiden mound. There were 'low-lips', and 'in- lips'. She showed him a hood that could be drawn back, disclosing a small bud that reminded him of his knob when he was a small boy. They named this rosy nubbin 'she-tip'. She winced at its sensitivity as he touched it.
Then, down at the bottom of she-oh, he found the dark red entrance to a to a lower mouth. A thin runnel of clear maiden-sap was flowing, covering the region with a slippery film. Dora boldly showed him how she could dampen some fingers in the flow, and then insert them into her tunnel, which they now called 'she-in'. She was thrilled when he followed her example, moistening his fingers with her juice and gliding two of them into the stretched cavity of her she-in.
She was scarcely aware, due to the swift intervention of Treen of the Six, of the rending of a veil just inside she-in. But as Dorian's fingers went deep into the tube, his thumb engaged she-tip. Dora gave a small jump and a yip. She writhed and clutched Dorian, her hand at the back of his neck, urging his face to her, so they could kiss deeply once more. His thumb below and his tongue above made Dora pant and heave, moaning her excitement as her passion rose to an overwhelming peak of thrilling lust.
The distant Six relished every spasm and throb as the virgin climax engaged her entire being. It slowly died away, and Dora sighed and slumped in his fervent embrace.
They rinsed the sand from their bodies, and, while drying, they wandered back to the food grove and slacked their hunger, sharing the tastiest bits. There was a bed of soft grass nearby, and they lazily reclined and began a leisurely exploration of each other's body differences. Dora took possession of he- woo and handled it until it swelled in her gentle grasp. She uncovered the skin at the tip, exposing the tense crimson head. A series of droplets emerged from his tip-slit. She shifted until she could touch the clear liquid with her tongue. Dorian shuddered and lunged, driving he-woo into her mouth. Dora was enchanted by the feel and taste of him, and slurped happily, working her lips up and down his rigid shaft.
He held back as long as possible to enjoy the licking and the sucking, but finally was driven to the pinnacle of his passion's peak. He erupted, flooding her astonished mouth with his seed-juice.
Dora brought his hand to her she-oh, and he dabbled his fingers in the flow from there. He brought them to his mouth to taste of her. It was so inviting that he stooped and spread her thighs with his face. He began a thorough exploration of her entire she-oh with the tip of his tongue. He lapped the lips and twirled the she- tip. He thrust into the depths of she-in. He licked up and relished her flow of girl-juice. As he mumbled she- tip between his lips, she clutched his head to intensify the stimulation there. She climbed rapidly to the height of her lust. She writhed and panted and uttered small screams and clutched him in the intensity of her orgasm.
They enjoyed the subsidence of passion in a tender embrace, drifting off to restful naps. They wakened to the wane of their sun, and to a growing hunger. On the way to the food place, they detoured to visit the vortex in the stream. She held he-woo during his gush until the splashing made her squat swiftly. Then they hurried to the waterfall for a refreshing sluice and an energetic tussle. Laughing and playing, the pair lounged on a grassy knoll. The heightened glow from above, and breeze from an invisible nozzle, dried them.
They wiped the last droplets from each other with tufts of dry grass.
Returning to the nest where they had last indulged their passion, they detoured to the feeding grove to snatch some succulent fruit. Sprawling on the springy turf, Dora and Dorian fed each other bites of crisp apple, and popped grapes in each other's mouths. Sated, they kissed and licked away the juice from each other's lips. The kisses gained in voltage until internal juices started to flow from he-woo and she-oh. Dorian was lying over her, and shifted down slightly. She opened her legs and made an inviting saddle for him.
The distant Six sensed that a cusp was nearing. They withdrew all tenuous compulsion and attended with heightened interest as innate instinct took over. A primitive urge gripped Dorian. His rigid rod entered the welcoming depths of Dora's yearning she-in. Two young bodies surged and drove together, sending he-woo plunging in and out of the slick envelopment of she-oh. She-tip was rubbed along the thrilling length of his poking protrusion. The Six watched and followed the rising excitement, remembering the similar passionate fulfillment of a phase of their hexagonal mating.
Fivee, an acknowledged expert at micro-manipulation, had ensured that a Dora-egg was gathered and impelled down an internal canal. Now they awaited the culmination of the excitement of the pair. All Six prepared to savor every last spasm and throb, as first Dorian then Dora peaked into maximum orgasms. He-woo spurted a seed-swarm into she-in's receptive end- pocket. The mates sank into languorous satisfaction.
Fivee was barely able to refrain from assisting the urgent ascent of the wriggler-swarm up Dora's tube. All Six heaved sighs of relief as the winning spermatozoon penetrated and merged, completing the egg.
The rest of the Six beamed a question at Fivee. How long would the nurturing take, and when would the new entity emerge to start breathing the poisonous Terran gases? Fivee paused to consider, and then answered, "Ten phase-changes of their Luna, or a little more than three quarters of Terra's orbit around Sol."
"So long!" marvelled Treen. "One would think that such frantic activity at the conjunction might result in a speedier development of the offspring. But on the other hand, we Six are still nourishing our Two, who are not yet independent. While we must be joined until Sven and Eet can emerge, might it not be good to observe Dora while she fruits? I mean from a closer vantage point."
The Six joined purposeful thought for a flash, then acted equally as fast. The local zone enclosing the Garden of the Terra-two was moved up and away. It crossed the starry spaces between the observed and the observers.
The destination of the Eden-globe was the local zoo of the Sixers. Dorian and Dora, unaware, continued their idyllic life. They frequently clung to merge protrusion and receptor, while she budded and burgeoned. This was a great curiosity to the Six-sex-ers, who only mingled body parts during the fruiting, and not during the looser union when the Two were being nurtured.
In due course, little Edward was born, and grew, under close scrutiny from without the Barrier. The Six were amazed as Dora nursed the child from her she-twos. They did not use such temporary fluid during their nurture phase.
The artificial Eden cycled on. More additions to the little family were charted by the zoo officials.
Distant Sol whirled his planets in many cycles, and the new Terrans came to maturity, one by one. Matings occurred between the young, and also between the two generations. The increasing population crowded the Eden. The zoo officials had to enlarge Paradise. The Six and the new Two followed this growth with interest as originating sponsors.