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The unusual techno music was thumping so loud you almost didn’t hear the roar of the excited crowd of aliens filling the exotic nightclub. It was dimly lit by neon strobe lights and was a struggle to see anything in front of you besides the endless thick sea of colorful creatures skimpily dressed in foreign styles you’ve never seen anything like before. The bodies swayed and danced to the strange song and it was hard to not stare in curiosity.
You almost jumped a mile when you felt the Doctor nudge your shoulder from behind you. You turned and he was holding two small glasses of some sort of cloudy neon blue liquid. “Here! Try this!” He pushed the condensation soaked glass into your hand with a wide-eyed toothy smile. He looked like an overly excited dog bringing you a bone. You had to strain to hear him over the booming music and the hooping crowd of aliens. You hesitatingly took the drink from him. “…What is it?” You scoffed wearily at the Doctor. “No idea!” He beamed before speedily throwing the blue liquid back like a shot, then wincing and jutting his tongue out. Well that’s reassuring… You thought. “This is my second one! Then I thought ‘ohh Y/N would love this!’” He howled.
Only his second one, huh? You rolled your eyes. Just then an alien parading a pare of bare blue tits squeezed through the crowd right in front of you and that was all it took for you to throw the drink back with no hesitation. The Doctor cackled at your shell shocked face. The blue drink had a sweet fruity taste at first that quickly burned into nothing but cold bitterness, making you wince as well. It was nothing like anything you had back on Earth, that’s for sure. “C’mon, let’s do another.” The Doctor grabbed your hand and woozily led you both to the front of the sardine packed room where the neon decorated bar was.
You already felt pretty dizzy as you let your hands drop down on the cold table of the bar. The slapping sound was barely audible due to the boom of the chaos around you. Your mind just kept replaying the question of what you just consumed and what club this even was. “You alright?” The Doctor asked, half concerned-half mocking, snapping you out of your looping thoughts. You looked up at him and saw two new yellow drinks were suddenly in his hands. “This planet is known for especially strong liquor. We can stop whenever you’d like.” He winked and chuckled as he handed you your cup then started sipping his own. You rolled your eyes and laughed. You willingly took your drink and began sipping the strong concoction. The both of you decided to take this round a little slower, enjoying the new gleeful buzz.
You took this time to try to make sense of what was happening in the club around you. You were only wearing jeans and a sweater but felt severely overdressed and as modest as a nun seeing all the next-to-nude or fully nude people. That’s when you finally noticed it. Just over your shoulder, behind the bar, was a stage. The stage bore two large glass cylinders. Inside each cylinder were completely naked alien couples. At first you thought they were swaying along to the loud music. You swung your head around to the Doctor with a bewildered, cringing grin on your face, only to see his gaze was almost glued to the couples in the glass cages. He looked mesmerized. You chuckled awkwardly, utterly confused, and then slowly turned your view back to the stage. You squinted, straining your line of vision in the dark room. You noticed they weren’t dancing. They were fucking.
Each alien couple was somehow connected at the hips. The first tank had a yellow lady with large bouncing tits, riding on top of the blue man. His dick wasn’t human like at all. You could only see so much from your bar stool but from what you could tell, there were purple tentacles attached all over his member. The pink woman from the other couple was on all fours. Her face was scrunched into a euphoric grin while the green man plowed into her from behind. You now understood why the Doctor was so focused on the obscene show. The way they moved was almost hypnotic. It was like an erotic train wreck. You had to force yourself to look away.
Your face was red hot. There was another heat that was naturally starting to bloom between your thighs that were now tightly pressed together in your seat. You felt shame for being turned on by the bizarre performance. You felt even more shame for even being in the club in the first place. And you felt ultimate shame for being there right beside the Doctor… You slowly looked at your partner for some kind of explanation you hoped he had to give you. The lower half of his face was hidden behind his now empty glass. He finally peeled his stare away from the erotic show and looked at you. His alluring brown eyes were heavy with something you couldn't place your finger on. “Doctor…” You tried breaking the awkward tension. The blaring bass barely allowed your uncomfortable speech to be heard by your companion beside you. “I kind of forgot…” He let out an awkward chuckle. You couldn’t tell if that was a lie or not. “This planet is also very famous for their… parties.” His eyes flickered to the direction of the obscenity behind you and then he snickered into his empty cup. “Parties…?” You raised your eyebrows at him with an uncomfortable laugh. “The mating rituals on this planet go way back. Now, it may seem very bizarre to your culture but these rituals are very sacred to the people here.” He put his cup down on the bar table. “Now days the tradition is still being celebrated but in a more modern fashion.” You just stared at the man. Not even knowing what to think. “Being selected to perform the act on stage for a big audience in a club like this is the highest honor. People can get very competitive over the chance to be chosen. What a thrill that must be!” He had to be joking, right?
You blinked at him. His remarks kept echoing through your tipsy head. You turned to watch the show again curiously. The first couple had apparently switched positions while the Doctor was busy explaining what was going on. The woman was now on her back with her legs straight in the air, the man thrusting behind her thick thighs. The other couple was still in the similar position from earlier but the lady was now sitting up on her knees while the man was still behind her. They both proudly wore big smiles. As you observed the show in a hypnotized state, you couldn't help but try to fantasize what it would be like to be in their places. To be fucked like that in front of a captivated audience who cheered for you. The woman’s hand was reached behind her to adoringly caress the alien man’s cheek as the front of his hips slapped the plush of her ass over and over. Out of the two couples, you were naturally drawn to the second one. The pair truly looked like they were having genuine fun. They were grinning and leaning into each other’s touch. The other duo looked too serious. Bored, even. It wasn’t as captivating like the others. You couldn’t look away. Before you knew it, you had been watching for at least fifteen minutes. Though you couldn’t possibly hear it from your seat, you could tell the passionate couple was moaning loudly with the way their heads were thrown back, their jaws hung open, and their face scrunched in pleasure. The guy began to quicken his pace behind the woman before abruptly stopping and clutched his arms tightly around her torso, his green hands squeezing her gorgeous breasts. The alien voyeurs roared with loud hoops and cheers. He buried his face into her shoulder and the two rested in this position, visibly panting and sweating.
You looked around you and saw all the alien clubbers cheering and going ballistic over the show’s grand finale. You looked back over at the stage and discovered the first couple had stopped. You didn’t notice if they had finished as well while the other duo had stolen all the attention or not. They just stopped the act all together sometime while the other tank was busy. They were sitting awkwardly far apart from each other. As far as the glass cage could allow them. The woman had her arms crossed. She looked deeply upset. “Ah, seems like we have a winner! The crowd favorite.” The Doctor stated with a smirk. You could barely look at him. Your cheeks were flushed pink with guilty arousal. “Winner? It’s a competition?” You asked, intrigued. “Not traditionally no, but to spice things up these days- typically the viewers will pick a favorite couple. They’ll go crazy when they… finish.” He informed. “So- What do they win?” You awkwardly chuckled. This whole thing was absurd. “The couple will usually get awarded by some of the planet’s leaders. It’s a big thing.”
“Congratulations to the winners!” You heard someone announce over a loud microphone. It came from a tall woman who sat regally in a golden, flowered covered chair that was on stage right. You never even noticed she was there that whole time because you were too hypnotized by the acts in the glass cylinders. She was completely nude except for the scarce jewelry made of pink flowers that adorned small sections of her blue body. She wore a crown made of pink and purple exotic plants. She must be one of the leaders the Doctor was talking about. “Beautiful performance, Creesto and Jariana. Simply beautiful. Thank you.” She put her hand over her heart towards the victorious partners who smiled and embraced each other with joyful tears in their eyes.
As the head-woman crowned and sang the praises of the victors with the crowd of aliens, you turned to look at the Doctor. He was clapping and whooping along. You rolled your eyes and just laughed. You felt compelled to clap your hands with them so you gave in. “Do we have any others that would like to give us our final performance of the season?” The blue woman announced over the microphone. You saw dozens of hands shoot up. “Wouldn’t that be an honor!” Chimed the Doctor beside you with an eager beam. You just snickered along to his joke. That’s when you watched him raise his hand with the extra terrestrial onlookers.
Your heart sank along with all the blood in your once rosy face. “Doctor…” You clawed at his arm as a desperate attempt to make him put his arm down and remain unnoticed with you. But his surprisingly strong arm remained proudly in the air like a flag. You shrunk in your seat beside him, horribly mortified. There were countless colorful arms up in the air amidst you. There was absolutely no way the leader would pick your friend out of all of the aliens jumping up and down with greed to be chosen. Right? “What is that over there?” The blue woman mumbled into the microphone as she shielded the magenta stage lights with her hand from her ethereal black eyes. You sat up and frantically attempted to pull the Doctor’s arm down. “No, no, no, no.” You pleaded. You were not about to watch your best friend fuck a random alien on stage. No way. Just thinking about him being intimate with another soul made your heart ache with jealousy and sadness. All those unspeakable dreams you often had suddenly rushed through your mind as your nails clawed helplessly at the Doctor’s sleeve. He couldn’t do this and you couldn’t watch.
“Forgive me if my eyes are deceiving me but-“ The regal alien announced. “Is that a human?” Oh no. The Doctor whipped his head to look at you with his slightly intoxicated cheeky grin. You wanted to run away. Just melt into the floor beneath you. But there you sat. Every single eye on you. “I- um.” you began, not knowing what to do. “Beautiful human girl,” the chairwoman said to you. “Would you bless us in closing out our mating season?” She gracefully held her hand out to you from across the room. Your heart pounded in your ears. That time you spent trying to imagine what it would be like to be fully naked and exposed up on that stage was all of a sudden close to becoming reality. "Your handsome male beside you is also welcomed to accompany you." She smiled with proud eyes. You looked staggered at the Doctor with wide eyes and your jaw nearly on the floor. “I would love to accompany you.” The Doctor said lowly where only you could hear. “If you’d like.” He added with a smug grin. You thought about it. If you were to do this, you would much rather share the sacred experience with the Doctor rather than a complete extra terrestrial stranger. The more you thought about it, you had to admit... the thought of having sex- with the man you loved most, especially- in front of hundreds of people, turned you immensely, accompanied by a thrilling adrenaline rush. You looked around at all the obsidian eyes on you. They didn’t look at you with lust or objectification. They instead looked at you with innocent excitement at the idea of a beautiful human girl performing in their beloved and sacred ceremony. You could tell how much this meant to them, and the Doctor as well, who was also beaming with eagerness. The thing you loved most about traveling with your friend was the love you both shared of just living life and trying new experiences.
“I’ll do it.” You yelled. The room went wild. “Why the hell not?” You grabbed a shot from the table and downed it back, hoping it would give you more confidence. “Fuck, are we really doing this?” You whispered anxiously into the Doctor’s ear while you both strutted to the stage, surrounded by the thunderous excited chatter. “You can always change your mind.” He squeezed your hand and gazed deeply into your eyes with a comforting smile. You glanced behind you to size up the exotic viewers. Your heart was racing as you were already imagining yourself getting fucked in front of everyone. It turned you on like hell. His firm hand held your shaking one to help you up the stairs to the stage and then he stood proudly beside you. "Your male," The superior gestured towards the Doctor. Her authoritative voice commanded silence from the crowd. “He is mightily handsome.” The Doctor humbly smiled down at his red shoes with his hands behind his back. “And you,” she gently caressed your chin with the tip of her long blue finger. “Are the most stunningly gorgeous human woman.” You blushed as the onlookers yelled in agreement. “How blessed are we tonight!?” She yelled to the room. Your ears were starting to ring from the powerful applause.
The alcohol buzzed throughout your warm body and gave you a newfound surge of confidence. Now you knew why the alcohol was so strong there. “Please, let us not waste anymore time. You may begin anytime you like.” She gestured to the the glass cage. A buff stage hand wheeled the other cylinder off stage as the Doctor eagerly walked to the remaining one. You caught his elbow, “Wait- I thought it was a competition?” You whispered in his ear. He started to take off his converse and you followed along, doing the same. “This is the final ritual of the mating season. It’s just us. How lucky!?” He exclaimed and climbed inside the glass tank. You took a deep breath and joined him. The door sealed and the house got eerily quiet in anticipation.
“You can always say no, Y/N.” Your companion grabbed your hands and looked into your eyes with concern. He could tell you were nervous. “No-“ You quickly replied, “I want to do this.” You smiled, now feeling braver. And wetter. “With you.” You whispered coyly, taking another deep breath. The Doctor smirked and pulled you into a peck. It was tender yet sent electric sparks throughout your body. Fuck, this is really happening, was all you could think. You tested the waters by slightly deepening the kiss. His hands snaked to your waist before you hastily threw your hands to his hair, tugging him in even deeper. You slipped your tongue between his soft lips, finally tasting the sweet taste of him that you could only dream about. His tongue attacked yours back as he gingerly leaned you down onto the cream colored cushions beneath you. He hovered over your body as you lay down, never breaking the passionate connection. You could taste the foreign alcohol on his breath as you both panted. You threw your arms around his neck as he began to kiss your neck and collarbone, licking sensitive spots on your skin that made you moan.
You almost jolted when you heard the onlookers cheer, suddenly reminding you of where you were. And what you were doing. Your now opened eyes looked at the Doctor with furrowed brows. He sweetly smiled and nodded, reassuring you everything is okay. He was right there with you. You could stop whenever you wanted. Your anxious expression transitioned into a devilishly aroused smirk at the thought of putting on a show like this. He finally began to remove your fuzzy sweater. He kissed along your exposed chest while snaking his hands to your back to diligently unclasp your bra. The viewers cheered at the sight of your tits on display. Not only were you now exposed to the man you loved most, but also hundreds of alien strangers. Your heart began to pound against your chest even faster. You liked the feeling of the cold air hitting your sensitive nipples as you watched the large crowd ogle at them directly. It made you feel vulnerable and exposed, yet incredibly special and sexy. Wanted. The Doctor chuckled at the oglers reactions while he started to remove his own tie and shirt. You began to gingerly trace your fingertips along his smooth chest. His skin was hot to the touch, sending more sparks to your own heat. You needed him. You no longer cared that you were in front of an audience. You needed him and you needed to show everyone how much you needed him. You pushed the brunet’s shoulders down onto the cushion under him and mounted his lap, unbuttoning his blue trousers while he grabbed at your own buttons. When you were both finally freed of your bottoms, you could now comfortably grind on his incredibly hard erection while he whined into your kiss. You couldn't believe this was actually happening. You dreamt of this exact moment for so long. You rid him of his boxers and slid your hand to his throbbing cock. You and the spectators both gawked at the sight. It twitched pathetically in your grasp while you stroked it while simultaneously kissing his neck and nipping at his ear. Your eyes flickered to the audience under your eyelashes, hoping so far you were giving them a show they’ll remember.
He threw his head back when your thumb rubbed underneath his sensitive pink tip. An ivory bead of precum slowly rolled down your finger and onto his pale base that was adorned with beautiful dark hair. You loved how much he was enjoying this. His cock was begging to be used by you more. His audience was not even a thought in his mind anymore as he watched the erotic sight of you ridding yourself of your panties and pushing his dick between your soft folds. You lulled your head to the side and moaned at the feeling of his shaft caressing your clit while you sluggishly rocked your hips. “Fuck-“ He groaned and grabbed your hips. You were soaking wet from this whole bizarre situation that you drenched his forlorn cock completely. The Doctor quickly grew impatient. He tossed you down on your back and kneeled between your thighs which had your slick dribbling down them.
The voyeurs audibly gasped at this new position. “It’s mandatory the woman cums first.” He whispered in your ear. Your heart felt like it was about to fly out of your chest at the thought of all of these strangers watching you be pleasured. The man got on his elbows in front of your cunt like it was his sole purpose and duty in life. He dove into your heat, nose first, pushing your lips aside hungrily. You almost screamed at the feeling of his warm tongue sliding across your sensitive pussy. His tongue flicked across your clit, sucking and slurping at the nectar you so graciously fed him. Your hands pulled on his hair frighteningly tight. The people loved this. They loved watching beautiful women feel pleasure. They loved watching you. You almost saw stars when you felt his tongue flick your clit faster. Your thighs clamped tightly against the Doctor's head as your back arched off the cushions and your orgasm snuck up on you. His suction never left your pussy as your body spasmed from the powerful waves of euphoria washing over you. You ears rang. Your legs shook. The roaring cheers echoed throughout your skull as your body finally calmed down and your partner’s tongue slowly departed from your soaked cunt. “Fuck, sweetheart,” he groaned looking at the strings of your arousal clinging to his chin. Your face flushed bright red as realization of it all set in. You rolled your head to the side to look at the club, grinning in a daze at your adoring fans.
Before you even had time to catch your breath, the Doctor was lining up his aching cock to your weeping hole. He slowly inserted his length, biting his lip and groaning at the warm resistance. You gasped at the stretch and clung your nails to his forearms. “Darling…” He whined at you. “Fuck, you feel amazing.” After what felt like a painfully slow eternity, he finally bottomed out and caressed your cheek with his lanky hand. You gripped his arms tighter as he began to thrust his hips slowly. You shamelessly looked over at your viewers. You loved the hypnotized look on their faces as you let your best friend make love to you. They never broke stare with the obscene sight of the thick cock that plunged into your dripping pussy. “Hey,” The Doctor gently tipped your chin to look at him. The way he looked at you made your heart do somersaults. “Look at me.” He whispered tenderly. His chocolate brown eyes twinkled with something you've never seen from him before. For just a moment you could almost believe it was just you two. Completely alone. Alone in the Tardis or your bedroom back at home. Just like you had always secretly imagined. You grinned into his warm hand and let the pleasure consume you once more.
He used his free hand to rub circles on your clit. Your back once again arching off the cushions. “Oh shit-“ you hissed. Taking advantage of your new angle, he lifted your hips in the air with both hands, fucking your pussy with an entirely different feeling. His tip now kissing parts of you way deeper than before. Your mind was going blank as the fire in your abdomen began to grow hotter and higher. “D-darling-“ he cried out. His face was flushed pink and glowing with sweat. His arms quickly flew around your torso, pressing you both tightly against each other's warm bodies, as if him being inside you wasn't close enough. Your previous orgasm from just minutes before still made you mind-numbingly sensitive. Your walls twitched around his length while you held on to his damp back. His thick cock kept fucking that spot inside you just right. Your eyes squeezed shut and you tensed up. "D-doctor..." you whimpered loudly in his ear. You could hear his pants grow heavier as his hips sped up. You were both so close. The base of his cock, that was just below his naval, rubbed deliciously against your clit as he pounded into your pussy, leaving his skin completely soaked.
Your eyes rolled over to the side where you saw the audience going wild over you two. You saw their mouths wide open as they roared with cheers and clapped their colorful hands, but you couldn't hear a thing. Your ears rang as you suddenly started to cum around the Doctor's thick cock. You couldn't hear your own screams of pleasure while your fingernails dug into his back and you started to see white. His erratic hips stuttered and his grasp on you tightened. You gasped when you felt the thick, hot ropes of his seed spilling into you. You didn't even notice you were starting to drool saliva on his shoulder as his hips slowly came to a stop. You both held onto each other panting as your orgasms died down. The Doctor's final spurts of cum emptied into you making you gasp once more.
Your hearing was finally coming back as you tried to catch your breath. The once high pitched ringing silence faded into the thunderous roars of the hundreds of alien spectators. They loved the show. They loved you. You lethargically peered back at your fans and smiled. They about lost their minds. The Doctor continued to hold you close for a few moments while he kissed your red hot cheeks, then finally stood up, stretching his hand out to help you back to your trembling feet as well. "Stars," You heard over the cheers. The chairwoman gracefully strode towards your glass cage. "That was the most beautiful show I ever had the privilege of seeing. Thank you..." She was visibly overcome with emotion. The adrenaline (and maybe the alcohol from earlier) made you feel like you were floating high above the room. The Doctor embraced you in a sweaty hug while you both shared sentimental grins.
"Please, we would love to reward you for your beautiful performance of passion," The blue woman gestured at you both. The Doctor opened the glass door for you and helped you climb out. The two of you stumbled over to the front of the stage, still completely nude, where the tall woman placed carefully crafted ropes of beautiful pink and purple exotic flowers around each of your necks. The Doctor hugged you once again as the onlookers screamed your praises. You felt like a movie star as you basked in their applause. "So proud of you," he whispered sincerely in your ear. It was definitely an experience to remember.