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Ice World of Curan

By: cuckoldwriter



Marika worked her hands into the frozen soil, digging for her prize. Despite the thick gloves she wore, she could feel the cold cutting through to her bones. But she tolerated the aching pain, as her fingers worked away the dirt from the large brown tuber she was harvesting. By all accounts, this was to be one of the most productive harvests she had managed so far - the tuber plant, called the Potango, had undergone a massive growth phase and the number of large tubers she could see peeking through the surface gave her much joy. She had worked hard over the past three years to plant and cultivate this garden. It may have looked to the untrained eye like almost everywhere else on the planet Curan – a snow and sleet covered wilderness inhospitable to human life. But Marika knew that this patch of ground, which she had worked so hard on since she had married Onen and they had set up this ranch, was much more special. 

As she removed the first of many of the large tubers, she could tell that it was firm and well formed, packed tightly with nutrients. Previous harvests had been disappointing, forcing Onen to trade the furs and much of the meat from his hunting expeditions to get base food stuff for him and his wife. Marika hated the fact that Onen's hard work had to go to such basic necessities rather than to enriching their lives, that was why she was so pleased with this quarter's harvest. As she worked, pulling more and more tubers from the ground, she soon realised that they had more than enough for the two of them for 6 months. This was great news as she could harvest the fast growing tubers two or even three times during that period. It meant Onen could trade the tubers themselves for spices, other vegetables and even household items, along with the windfalls from his hunting. That gave them both security, something Marika had been seeking since she had followed her new husband out to set up their new home. 

It also would mean Onen would be away from home as much. Most men on Curan hunted for a living, using their wits and talents to bring down large game. Such an activity was highly productive, for the animals provided much that was useful. There was the meat of course and the furs and skins, which were obviously important to everyday survival. But other things were also useful. The bones of Curan animals were incredibly dense and strong and could be used for a range of tools and items. The entrails of some animals could be dried and used as a type of flexible string or bound into ropes. Some animals had poisonous fangs and barbs, which when distilled, provided medicines and anaesthetics. Finally, one species of flightless bird even provided it's down and feathers for pillows and bedding, providing comfort and warmth to people during the long, bitter Curan nights.

Onen's absence meant Marika was left mostly alone. Most of the people of Curan lived in small villages, of two or three hundred. Village size was invariably constrained by the number of mouths that could be fed and so villages were usually comprised of several generations of a handful of families. Younger and more remote members of these families, such as Onen, often saw greater opportunity in striking out into the wilds. They searched for fertile soils, valuable commodities and bountiful game where they could establish a homestead that would one day become the foundation of a new village. This meant however that for Marika, she lacked a local support network to keep her company during Onen's hunting.

As Marika continued to dig tubers from the hard ground, she heard a distant rumbling. Any noise that could be heard from a distance had to be very loud indeed, with Curan's howling icy winds drowning out almost every other noise the planet made. However, it was only moments until Marika recognised the rhythmic beats as a Hordrel in a lumbering gallop. The Hordrel were large ponderous four legged creatures, something between a terrestrial horse and rhinoceros that were quickly domesticated by first settlers when they made planet fall. That was back when Curan was part of the Stellar Heavens. Despite their domestication, few people could afford to use them for personal transport, particularly outside of the major towns. So Marika immediately knew that it was Nantiel.

Nantiel lived with his wife in a nearby homestead, some 10 miles away. They were older that Onen and Marika, in their late forties and had a family of their own with 6 children. When Onen and Marika had first came out to the wilderness, Nantiel and his wife Juna had been gracious enough to provide them shelter for a few days, when Onen scouted for a location. While all homesteads were possessive of their location, 10 miles was a big enough distance between the homesteads and there was plenty of space for the two families to grow and prosper. It was during that time that Onen accepted Nantiel's offer to help out and watch over Marika while Onen was away. That was the apparent purpose of his visit.

Marika stood and waited several minutes as Nantiel finally approached, grateful for the excuse to stretch her weary back and legs. Nantiel brought the large beast to a halt about 20 metres from the garden and dismounted, climbing down from his high saddled perch atop the beasts back. All rugged up in thick skins and furs, his head covered by a hood and cloth mask, Marika could only tell it was Nantiel by his size. Much larger than her husband, the older man had the physique of someone who had lived all his life on the land. 

Nantiel walked over to Marika and they embraced clumsily through the layers of warm padding. Marika gestured for them to go inside where they did not have to shout. Marika opened the outside door that led down slightly into a sunken anteroom. There she and Nantiel pushed back their hoods and masks and removed their thick jackets and boots, hanging the clothes on metal hooks on the wall. 

"Fair yield of tubers you have out there, Riki," Nantiel exclaimed, calling Marika by her nick name. 

"I know," Marika excitedly replied, "they have finally flourished. It's going to be a bumper crop."

Marika and Nantiel walked from the anteroom in through the main door and into the house. It too was sunken, with the surrounding soil coming half way up the wall. The large combination kitchen, dining, lounging room was warmly lit, with candles and a smouldering fire generating welcome warmth. 

"Let me get you a warm drink," Marika said, as she started to walk towards to small kitchen area. But Nantiel grabbed her arm and pulled her around and towards him. He quickly engulfed her with his bulk, pulling her into his arms and then kissed her. Marika did not fight back and instead allowed the kiss to happen. She understood what was happening for it had happened many times before. Nantiel was about to fuck her.

When Nantiel had put Onen and Marika up for several nights, he proposed that they adopt the Custom of Mutual Support. The custom, established in the early days of settlement of Curan's vast wildlands, was designed to provide the isolated homesteads with mutual assurance and support. This was particularly important for the wives, who were left alone by their husbands for many weeks at a time as they hunted in the deep wilderness. And so, the custom was formed whereby the man of one homestead would visit and provide support to the wife of another homestead and in return, he would have sexual access to her.

As Nantiel kissed her, his hands began to peel away Marika's clothing as if he was unwrapping a present. The analogy was not actually far off from reality. Despite Marika's hesitation at applying the old custom, Onen had agreed and as a submissive wife, she acquiesced. That was almost three years ago now, and since that time, when Onen was off hunting, Marika would receive regular visits (couple of times a month) from Nantiel and each time he would thoroughly fuck her. 

Within moments, Marika found herself naked, her skin tingling from the combination of the cool air and the warmth of the nearby fire and Nantiel's body. With one hand around her waist, his other hand quickly found its way to her breasts, cupping and squeezing them as he continued to kiss her. Marika felt a pang of pain and pleasure as he gently pinched and twisted one of her already erect nipples, a sign of what was about to follow. Nantiel stopped kissing Marika and ran his hands over her young smooth skin. As he did, Marika dutifully began to undress him, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his muscular form, before untying his pants and allowing them to drop to the floor. Marika's hands quickly found his member and she was once again impressed by both its length and girth. She could not help but moan ever so softly as the realisation that the large cock she cradled in her hands was going to bring her to the heights of pleasure, as it had so many times before.

Despite her initial hesitation to agree to Nantiel's original proposal, Marika embarrassingly found that she enjoyed the physical attention she received from the older man, whose muscular, well-endowed form and years of experience gave him an edge over the young and inexperienced Onen in bringing Marika to climax. The female form was no secret to Nantiel, and he efficiently and enthusiastically inflicted maximum pleasure on Marika, much to his obvious delight.

As Marika slowly stroked Nantiel's impressive member, the older man's attentions turned to her womanhood. With her legs parting automatically, to allow Nantiel access, he quickly worked two fingers into her wet opening, pistoning them in and out while rubbing her clit. The sensation of pleasure was immediate and intense, causing Marika to cry out. Part of her hated the fact Nantiel could break through all her defences and cause her pleasure so easily, but that thought was quickly drowned by waves of pleasure cascading through her body. She was at his mercy, overwhelmed by pleasure, and so did not argue as he slid one of his fingers into to her ass as well. That was something that Onen never did but Nantiel had enjoyed the pleasures of her tight ass a number of times in the past, much to Marika's embarrassment. She had to admit that his digital stimulation of her ass greatly intensified the pleasure she was receiving in her woman hood and made her moan and scream even more. She knew she didn't have to be quiet as there was no one around for miles to hear her whorish sounds.

Nantiel suddenly withdrew his fingers from Marika making her feel empty. But she had little time to consider the feeling as she immediately felt Nantiel guide her to her knees. There in front of her, was the man's impressive member, standing firm and erect like a pillar. Marika wasted no time, taking Nantiel's hard cock into her mouth. She frantically licked and sucked on her lover's member, working as much of the long, smooth length into her mouth and throat. It was not something she did often with Onen, for he was not as large and did not invoke such desperate need in her. She felt Nantiel's hands softly cradle her blonde hair covered head, guiding Marika's increased pumping. The older man moaned at the pleasure he was receiving and soon he was holding Marika's head and thrusting forcefully. Marika struggled to accommodate Nantiel's vigorous strokes of his large cock into her mouth and throat, gagging and coughing as the older man roughly fucked her mouth. She closed her eyes and tried to breath between strokes, but Nantiel's actions were too much and after about a minute, she had to pull away. As she did, she noted how much of the man's cock she had been able to accommodate, at least 8 inches. But that was not all of it, another 2 inches had remained. 

Gasping for air, she had little time to recover before again being manhandled into position. Nantiel picked Marika off the floor as if she weighed nothing and turned her around. Walking her over to the large kitchen table, he pushed aside some food scraps before bending the young woman over. Marika stepped her legs apart, as she rested on her forearms on the table. He head was suddenly pulled back firmly as Nantiel grabbed hold of her blonde hair. This made Marika arch her back violently and gave Nantiel easy access to her now aching womanhood. And then he thrust.

Marika screamed as Nantiel forced half of his giant member into the young woman's wet and wanton opening. She had little time to adjust to the monster before Nantiel removed it. Then he thrust again, this time burying more of himself inside her. Marika bucked wildly beneath the older man, her body reacting to the invasion. But Nantiel held her in place and repeated the thrust. Though she had been with Nantiel many times now, she never really grew accustomed to his giant member as her husband was her more regular lover. So the fact that 9 of the man's thick ten inches were deep inside her made her feel like she was being ripped in two. She felt so full and stretched and she was completely powerless to do anything about it. That made her feel even more aroused.

Nantiel began to pump himself in and out of Marika's pussy, which was now being stimulated infinitely more than it was when Nantiel had fingered her moments earlier. She screamed and moaned as the man fucked her hard. He let go of her hair, giving her neck and back some respite, but he moved his attention to her breasts. Marika was too overwhelmed by the sensations emanating from her pussy to complain about Nantiel's rough treatment of her nipples. He pinched and pulled on them, twisting and flicking the hard nubs shooting pangs of pain and pleasure. With her head resting on her forearms on the table, she watched the man's large masculine hands knead her large, soft breasts as if they were dough. The contrast of his rough hands against her milky white skin was very attractive to Marika, making her feel even more stimulated.

Nantiel's attention soon returned to fucking the young wife. With his hands holding her hips tightly, he thrust deep and hard over and over again with a remorseless efficiency designed only to maximise his pleasure. Marika knew she was being used, payment for services to be rendered by the older man in support of the young couple's efforts. Her body was simply there to be of pleasure to him. But the fact she was being used, did not mean it was not enjoyable for Marika, in fact it was incredible. She had to admit she never felt more pleasure than when she was being fucked by Nantiel and the high of the experience whenever she was with him gave her a glow for over a week. She simply could not deny the fact he and his member, made her feel more like a woman than anything ever had. And simply because he used her for his pleasure.

Marika was distracted from her orgasm filled musing by some particularly violent thrusts from the older man. She knew he was building to his own orgasm and she instinctually grabbed hold of the table over which she was bent and braced herself. The speed with which Nantiel pistoned himself into Marika, coupled with the depth of his penetration and the stretching of her pussy, caused the young woman to orgasm hard again. The pleasure she experienced as Nantiel's hips roughly slapped against Marika's round ass was incredibly and she could not help but start crying. At that moment, there was nothing else in the world, just Nantiel's cock and the intense, overwhelming and shattering pleasure it was inflicting upon her. She didn't think about her husband or the fact the unprotected tubers could be spoiling in the icy cold – she remained rigid and still, her face contorted into a silent scream, her eyes squeezed shut as she blocked out all other senses.

And then Nantiel pulled himself out of her, emptying her now stretched and well used pussy of his member. Marika, returning to the realm of the conscious, immediately turned and fell to her knees before Nantiel, knowing what was to happen next. She had barely placed herself before the older man's cock, a suitable position of worship after the pleasure she had experienced by it, before he started to cum. Streams of the thick white seed shot through the air and onto Marika's face, tits and hair. Nantiel's ejaculation was prodigious and Marika just closed her eyes and allowed the cum to splatter across her skin. She knew that Nantiel liked to do this, as if he was an animal marking his mate with his scent. He moaned loudly at the release, stroking his large cock, lubricated by Marika's juices, until his balls had emptied. 

When she could no longer feel new streams of cum landing upon her skin, Marika opened her eyes. She struggled for a moment, with the thick which liquid adorning her eye lashes but she quickly wiped it away and then looked up at Nantiel. He was panting for breath after his exertions but had an expression of perfect serenity on his face, like he had all those other times before when he had used Marika's body.

"That was incredible Riki," Nantiel stated, still panting, "You really are an incredible fuck." Marika smiled. She loved the fact she could make Nantiel feel sexually spent and fulfilled, it made her feel like she was a real woman. 

"You're not bad yourself," Marika replied, as she continued to wipe the now dripping cum from her skin. She saw Nantiel watch as she took some of the cum off her face and placed it in her mouth, eating it.

"That's so hot," Nantiel lustfully declared, his eyes, but he was too spent to react so quickly and his member was already softening. Marika leaned forward and gently kissed Nantiel's big flaccid cock, before hopping up and cleaning up.

Nantiel was always good to his word and helped Marika out around the homestead hugely. They managed to get a large portion of the tubers from the garden dug up and into dry storage before mid-afternoon, when Nantiel had to return to his homestead. Nantiel and Marika embraced once again, this one far more tender than the first embrace they had had earlier in the day when Nantiel had arrived. It reflected the fact that, after what they had just done, there were no boundaries between them. Marika did feel guilty by the fact that she felt so close to Nantiel and experienced amazing pleasure at his hands, but in the end it was Onen's decision that this occurred and she could not blame herself for the consequences.

As Nantiel went to leave the antechamber entrance to the cold world outside, he turned back to Marika.

"Next time I might send my sons. I think they would enjoy some time with you." And with that Nantiel left, leaving Marika alone to fantasise about what spending time with Nantiel's sons would be like. She would not have to wait long until she found out.