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Brave New World Ch. 01

By: themightyxloph



Waking up from coldsleep is always a pain. 

Lieutenant Roy Beaumont knew this. While he had never gone through the process before, his instructors had been very clear on this point during his training: coldsleep was to be considered only as a last resort, once a soldier's options for both survival and carrying out his duty had dropped to absolute zero. And all those who had done it almost wished they hadn't. 

Now he knew why. 

When the lid of the coffin-like coldsleep capsule had closed itself over him, he had been screaming. Coming out of an explosion with most of your intestines hanging out of a gaping belly wound does that to you. Trying to keep his bowels together with both arms, he had somehow made it to the cold-sleep capsule, managed to get himself inside, and succeeded in pushing the button, screaming all the while. By then he knew there were no other survivors left in the little outpost where he was stationed. There had been six green conscripts (kids, really, with no more training more than four weeks of basic) and three civilians. The remains of two of these were strewn across the flour. The others had been in the back room, in place of which there was now a huge smoking crater. 

So he had pushed the big red button, and everything had gone away. 

Now things were different. But not better. Certainly they were not better. The pain was no longer just in his stomach. It was everywhere. He tried to scream. He couldn't. 

He couldn't scream! What was going on? He tried to open his eyes. Nothing happened. He tried to move. Nothing happened. 

Fear set in. Had the coldsleep coffin failed? Or was this death? He tried to move again. 

Nothing. 

Fear turned to panic. 

"..coming up too soon! Stabilize..." a voice said in the distance. 

And everything went away. 

* * * 

The second time it was better... And worse. The pain was now just a dull ache. He ached all over, but at least it wasn't the searing pain he remembered, and for that he was intensely grateful. 

But now he was cold. And he still couldn't move. 

The panic returned. It was stronger this time, and it leaped at his throat like a big, black beast, and he could feel its teeth sink into him. The darkness was full of dancing spots of light... 

"..sedative... ...coming up again!" the same voice said. It seemed to come from miles away. The voice sounded very urgent. 

"..in trouble... must have felt the injection..." a female voice answered. This one seemed closer, but still far away. 

The pain slowly disappeared. So did the fear. He felt himself floating on a thick, pink cloud. Drifting, drifting... 

"..losing him!" the male voice said. It sounded worried now, really worried. 

Roy briefly wondered if he should be worried, too. But it didn't seem to matter. He felt himself sinking, deeper and deeper... 

"..not going to work," one of the distant voices said. "..EEG... ...catatonic..." 

Were those voices talking about him? 

"..only think of one thing to try..." It was a different female voice this time. "..removing... ...the neural block to his genital area." 

The what? In his what? But it didn't seem to matter. Roy continued to sink. The voices seemed even further away now. 

"..pelvic region is still in bad shape..." the male voice seemed to say. But it didn't seem important. 

Suddenly there was sensation. He could feel a part of his body... But which part? He tried to move his legs, but nothing happened. What was going on? 

"..at least that's good... ...erectile reflex..." 

Vaguely he realized that he could feel his groin. There was warmth, there was tension... 

"..good..." one of the voices said. "..fully erect..." 

The sensation increased. Suddenly he felt it: someone touched him. 

Someone had touched him! That was good. Or was it? If only he could think more clearly... 

Slowly the awareness increased. What was that? Fingertips on his skin... But it felt weird. There was warmth, pressure, tautness... 

And then he realized what was going on. The fingers had touched his cock. His hard cock. 

But why? And how could he have an erection and not feel the rest of his body? 

Suddenly there was another sensation, soft, warm, wet... 

Had Roy been more conscious, he would have felt many things: concern, embarrassment, excitement, fear, pleasure. But in his current semi-conscious state all he could muster was a mild curiosity. 

The sensation became more familiar now. What was that? Oh yes, of course... He knew that feeling. It had long been one of his favorite ones... Or had it? If only he wasn't so confused... 

Slowly he realized that what he felt was a mouth enveloping the head of his hard cock. Why? He had no idea, but somehow he was neither curious nor worried. 

He could feel it more clearly now. A soft hand was holding his rigid shaft, gently stroking it, and a luscious, warm, wet mouth slipped down over his swollen head. It slid up and down, up and down, the lips gliding across the crown, and a tongue skillfully played across the underside of his head. 

"..EEG seems to be stabilizing..." a female voice said, much closer now. 

The mouth began to suck. 

He had never felt anything like it! Not only was the mouth extremely skillful, but all he could feel was his cock. There was no other sensation. Somehow his cock had become his whole body, even whole universe. 

"..let him have an orgasm?" a woman asked. 

"Him hmm." It was a female voice, and he felt it humming on the tip of his cock, so she was obviously the one with her mouth full. Roy briefly wondered what she might look like, but it didn't seem to matter. 

The mouth continued to do incredible things. 

"Shouldn't he have climaxed by now?" the male voice asked. 

"Don't forget he's a natural." It was one of the female voices he had heard before. 

The fingers pumped his shaft, gently but insistently. The mouth continued to suck, the lips sliding across the rim of his head. 

"..rather small..." a woman said. "..more stimulation?" 

The mouth increased its delightful activities. He felt the familiar pleasure beginning to pool at the base of his cock. 

"..EEG shows he must be close. Reesh?" 

"Him hmm!" 

The mouth (Reesh?) continued to suck. The pleasure built, built... And he realized he was going to cum. 

The mouth pushed down on his shaft, sucking, sucking, pushing him along as his pleasure rose... And then it pushed him over the edge, and he came. 

Ye gods, he came! He came like never before. Pleasure exploded inside him, soared right through him, and suddenly the sensation in his body returned, but there was no pain, only pleasure, and he felt himself ejaculate, and the mouth took it all and swallowed, sucked, swallowed... 

Slowly the pleasure ebbed, and he felt himself relax and sink back into the twilight. But it was different this time, and slowly he drifted, floating, floating... 

"..seems to have done the trick, Reesh," the male voice said. "EEG looks stable." 

"Reesh is very, very good at this," a woman answered. 

"I know," the male voice replied. "Are you free tonight, Reesh?" 

But the voices no longer seemed to matter. He drifted further, and finally slipped into black unconsciousness. 

* * * 

Waking was a slow, slow process. But now at least it seemed more like waking and less like a feverish dream. Gradually he became aware of his body. He could feel his arms, his legs... They felt very heavy. Why? His head felt like it was stuffed full of sand. 

"Don't try to move yet," a woman said. 

Blackness. 

* * * 

He woke again. Once again it was different this time. His arms and legs no longer felt like they were made of lead. He tried to move his hand. It felt stiff and sore. But it moved. Only a little, but it moved. 

"Try to keep still," a woman said. It was a voice he'd heard before. 

He tried to open his eyes. Eventually something seemed to happen, and he slowly became aware of a dim light. Everything was blurry. 

Something moved in the blur. 

"Can you hear me?" a woman asked. The sound came from the general direction of the moving blur. 

"Yes," he tried to say, but it came out as a soft gurgle. 

"What's wrong with my eyes?" he tried to ask, but "Unh..."was all he managed. 

"Don't try to speak just yet," the woman said. "You are recovering from coldsleep. You will feel groggy and confused, your eyesight is most likely very bad, and your arms and legs will feel stiff and heavy. You will almost certainly be sore all over, and you may feel dizzy or nauseous. But I want you to know that all of that is normal, and it will go away." 

He closed his eyes again. 

Blackness. 

* * * 

He drifted in and out of sleep for what seemed a long time. Each time he woke things seemed a little clearer. When he finally opened his eyes again his vision was still blurred, but not nearly as bad as it had been. A fuzzy blob gradually resolved itself into the shape of a woman. 

But what a strange woman! What was wrong with her? Roy's groggy brain wondered about that for the longest time. 

When he woke up again she was standing closer to him. Even with his vision still blurred he could see that she was very beautiful. But there was something strange about her... Something very unusual... What was it? 

Oh yes, of course... She wasn't wearing any clothes, that was it. She was as naked as on the day she was born. 

And she smiled at him. 

"Can you hear me?," she asked. 

"Yes...," Roy whispered, his voice raspy. It was the first thing he had managed to say, he realized dimly. 

"Good," she said. "My name is Reesh. I'm taking care of you. Don't try to move yet. You are still recovering from coldsleep. I know you will have lots of questions, and they will all be answered, but first you have to be stronger." 

"Unh..." Roy managed. 

"I'm going to give you a massage now," Reesh said. "Try to relax." 

That was easy. He felt completely exhausted. He closed his eyes. 

Then he felt her hand on his skin. She rubbed his arms, then his legs, gently but firmly. Slowly the heaviness in his limbs receded, and he began to feel slightly more human. But something was... weird. What was it? Oh yes... She was naked. Buy why? Why would a doctor or a nurse be naked? 

"What...?" he managed, his voice a hoarse whisper.. 

"Ssshhh... Relax..." she said softly. 

And he felt her hands on his cock. 

Reesh! Of course. It was Reesh who... But hang on... Wasn't that just a dream? But if it was, how did he... 

She continued to stroke his cock, gently, and then the inside of this thighs. And he felt himself begin to harden under her touch. 

"Reesh?" he rasped. 

"Yes?" 

"Did you..." 

"Did I do what?" 

She moved her hands back to his swelling cock, brushing his balls with her fingertips. 

"When I was out..." he muttered. "Did you..." 

"You remember!" She sounded pleased. "I didn't think you would." 

"I heard... voices..." he whispered. "And then..." 

She bent down and put her lips on the head of his now fully erect cock, and let the head of him slip into her mouth. She caressed him with her lips and tongue, and then gently sucked. He moaned softly. 

"And then I did this?" she said, her fingertips on his throbbing shaft. 

"I... think so..." he rasped. "But... Wasn't that a dream?" 

"Oh no, not at all. That was real. We were afraid we were losing you. Your neural activity was dropping rapidly and we had to boost it, but there was no way you could have survived any form of direct artificial stimulation. So this was the only thing I could think of to keep you with us. And it looks like it worked." 

"But..." 

"Sssshhhh..." she said. "Don't worry about anything right now. You need to recover, and I'm taking care of you." And with that, she bent down and put her mouth on the swollen head of his hard cock again. 

She let her luscious lips slide down around him, and he felt her tongue play around the crown of his head as she gently sucked him. She moved her lips up and down across the head of his cock, and her fingers caressed his balls. The sensation was incredible, the pleasure exquisite and intense. 

She took him to the very brink of orgasm, and then, somehow, she held him there, held him there, for the longest time, while his pleasure became almost unbearably intense... Until, finally, the dam burst and pleasure erupted from his cock as he came in her mouth. His cock pulsed as he pumped his hot cum into the warm wetness of her mouth, and she swallowed it all, until he had no more. 

When it was over he felt himself drift away into a delicious drowsiness. 

"Now you must rest," she said, and she put her hand on his forehead. "You will feel better soon. Sleep now." 

And he did. 

* * * 

It felt as if he woke from a long, deep sleep. He lay there with his eyes closed as consciousness slowly returned. Gradually, bit by bit, memories began to drift in, memories of pain and pleasure, of drowsiness and confusion and a beautiful naked woman. 

Strange dreams he'd been having. 

Dreams? Maybe not. 

He opened his eyes. His vision was still blurry, but at least it was improving. And he felt a lot better, too. He tried to move his left arm, and it worked. When he slowly turned his head, his neck hurt. His whole body felt stiff and slightly sore, as if he had been sleeping for too long in an awkward position. But he could move. Gods, he could move! 

He looked around the room. To his left was a smooth, blank wall and a bank of what looked to be medical equipment. He was lying on a bed, his body covered with a white sheet that seemed to be made of a strange, thin, somewhat shiny material. Several tubes and wires extended from underneath the sheet and disappeared under the bed. The bed felt weird under him, and he felt strangely weightless, as if his body wasn't lying on the bed but floating just above it. 

He slowly turned to his right, and saw a featureless gray door set in the center of an equally featureless gray wall. Reesh was standing next to the bed. 

She was naked. 

"How do you feel?" she asked. 

Roy could only stare. He vaguely realized that he shouldn't, that it was impolite, probably immature, and wrong in many other ways, but he couldn't help himself. He just stared. 

And for good reason. She was a vision, an adolescent dream come true. She was tall. Her heart-shaped face was flawless, accentuated by half-long blond hair, and on one side of her face she wore some kind of golden, softly glittering cosmetic that accentuated the line of her cheek and jawbone. Her eyes were deep pools of green. Her neck was slender and her breasts full, lush, perfectly shaped and proportioned, and they seemed to defy gravity. Her nipples were pink and perfect. Her waist was slender, her hips curvy, her buttocks smooth, tight and curvy, her legs long. Her pussy was hairless and beautiful. 

"I..." he finally managed. She looked concerned. 

"Can you tell me your name?" she asked. "Do you know your name?" 

"Roy..." He swallowed, then tried again. "Lieutenant Roy Beaumont." His voice felt a little stronger now. 

"Good. That means your basic memory is intact. Everything else will sort itself out in time." 

He looked around the room again. It looked strange. What...? Where...? 

No. The most important question was not what or where, or even why or how. What he needed to know more than anything was... when. 

He took a deep breath. 

"How long?" he whispered. 

She hesitated. "Well, Roy..." she began. 

Her words seemed to confirm his worst fears. 

"How long?" he repeated, stronger this time. 

She sighed, and her face took on that expression that people use when they are about to deliver some really bad news. 

"Just tell me... I have to know. How long? Just give me the figure..." he said. His chest felt heavy. 

She took a deep breath. And she told him. 

"As far as we can determine, Roy, you have been in suspended animation for just over four hundred years." 

It felt like the bed dropped out from under him. He plunged into the abyss. 

* * * 

She stayed with him. For the next two days she never left his side, while he digested the fact that his entire world was gone forever. Four centuries separated him from everything he had ever known, and there was no going back. Ever. 

Never mind the fact that he had had little or nothing in the way of family. His parents had died years before. He had had no brothers or sisters, and eight months into the service his fiancée had decided to move on with her own life, which no longer included him. Since then his world had been little more than the service. Which meant regular, carefully propagandized news about the war, lots of boredom, and the occasional R&R and the casual pleasures of the flesh, but not of the heart, that came with it. 

None of which was a great loss. But never mind all that. Those four centuries put a bigger gap between himself and everything he remembered than light-years of distance ever could have done. 

Gradually, though, over the course of the next two days, the shock wore off to the point where he could think again. 

"What happened?" was his first question. He noticed how his voice continued to grow stronger. 

Reesh stood up. He noticed the strange design of the chair she'd been sitting on. It looked almost... molten, without any sharp corners or straight lines. 

"How are you feeling?" she asked. 

Roy closed his eyes. 

"Numb..." 

She put his hand on his forehead. 

"For a shock this severe, you're taking it rather well," she said. 

He sighed. Quite frankly he wasn't sure how he was taking any of this. He stared at the featureless ceiling, idly noticing how there seemed to be no light fixtures, neither up there nor anywhere else in the room. Where did the light come from? 

"What happened?" he repeated. 

"Quite a lot. As I'm sure you can imagine," Reesh said. "But let me start with the basics. We recovered you from the ruins of what looks to have been a small military base with little or no offensive or defensive capability. An intelligence gathering post perhaps?" 

Roy nodded feebly. "Comms... And a listening post." 

"Most of it was apparently destroyed by conventional explosives," she continued. "There was extensive cratering, but one side effect of the bombardment seems to have been that your suspended animation unit got buried under twenty feet or rubble and soil. We detected it by the neutrino output given off by the power cell. And a good thing, too, because it was on its last legs. You were badly wounded before you entered suspended animation, and you had spent much longer in that unit than was ever intended. In all honesty, you were a bit of a mess." 

Roy slowly nodded. "I think it was a missile hit. I barely made it into the coldsleep coffin. But... The nanotech..." 

Reesh shook her head. 

"The nanotech units you were injected with before you were deployed were primitive to begin with. But more importantly, they were designed in the same way as the suspended animation unit. Which is to say, they were just a rough-and-ready solution to keep you alive until help arrived. But in your case that help never came. Neither the unit nor the nanotech was ever designed to last for more than a year or two at the most. When we recovered your body, your abdominal wounding was the least of our problems. The biggest job was getting the defunct nanotech out of you. Those nano's were intended to keep your tissues from deteriorating, but by now they had lodged firmly between the cells of your body, so they just got in the way of introducing our own nano's to restore those tissues." 

She took the sheet that covered him, and pulled it town a few inches. When he looked down he could see part of his chest. It looked awful. The skin was splotchy and had a cadaverous, yellow-white color with purplish-black spots. 


Brave New World Ch. 01



Roy took a deep breath. "Okay," he said. "I'm think I'm ready for this now. What does the rest of me look like?" 

Reesh gave him a long, thoughtful look. "Are you sure?" she asked. 

Roy swallowed, then nodded. "I have to know." 

She slowly pulled the sheet aside, and Roy stared at what used to be his body. Most of him looked like the part of his chest that he had seen. What he was not prepared for was how emaciated he was. He was literally skin on bone. In places the skin was white, and it looked like it was ready to fall off. Where his belly wound had been, a new-looking patch of very pale skin covered his stomach. Tubes and wires were connected to the various parts of his body. But apart from the way it looked, at least everything seemed to be there. 

"I know it looks bad," she said. "But I promise you that you will make a full recovery. Medical science has come quite a long way in the past four centuries. After all it pretty much had to, what with the war and all." 

She pulled the sheet back over his body, something for which he was grateful. He felt dizzy and a little sick. 

"So how did the war go?" he asked inanely, more to get his mind off the state of his body. "Who won?" 

Reesh slowly shook her head, a sad look on her face. "Nobody did," she said. 

"You mean..." 

She nodded. "Yes. It went nuclear. Nobody won. Everybody lost. Today around one million individuals make up the entire human race, most of which living in habs like this one. 

"In what?" 

"Sorry," she said. "A hab. Short for habitat, which is short again for orbital habitat." 

"Orbital? You mean... we're in space?" 

She nodded. "Yes. This hab... This orbital habitat can support up to ten thousand people. Right now there's only a small fraction of that living here. We're orbiting Earth, at an altitude of about one and a half thousand miles." 

Roy swallowed. "I suppose there's a good reason for that?" he asked. 

She nodded again. "Yes. Most regions of Earth are not habitable right now, and the rest is mostly marginal. It's not as bad as it used to be, but things are still not good. But we manage to survive. Just about the only good thing that came out of all this was a boost in medical and environmental sciences. People were pretty much forced to come up with better ways to repair ruined human bodies and to construct artificial enclaves that could support human life indefinitely. Which, if you choose to look at it like that, eventually led to you being here and alive." 

Roy sighed. "And so here we are..." he said bitterly. "I suppose I owe you guys big time for that." 

Reesh smiled, but she looked a little embarrassed as well, Roy thought. 

"Well..." she said. "Our reasons for reviving you were no entirely altruistic. You see, much of our knowledge about the world and human society before the war has been lost. We were hoping you could help us with some of that. Bluntly put, you represent a possible source of valuable data that we cannot obtain in any other way." She looked worried. 

"You mean I have a choice about that?" Roy asked. He suddenly had visions of interrogation, supported by scientifically advanced but unpleasant means of persuasion. 

Reesh nodded. "Yes, Roy. You do. If we wouldn't give you that choice, we wouldn't be any better than..." She bit her lip. 

"No better than us... No better than me." His voice sounded bitter, even to himself. 

Reesh looked embarrassed. She obviously hadn't wanted to say anything like that. But she had been thinking it, just as obviously. 

Roy sighed. "It's alright," he said. "I suppose I can't blame you. We did wreck your world for you and left you to pick up the pieces, so I don't suppose you're very impressed with me at the moment." 

He stared at the ceiling. Reesh said nothing. 

"Just one thing, Reesh. If this is going to be a problem and I'm going to be blamed for everything that's happened while I was in coldsleep, then you can shove me back into that coffin right now and put it back where you found it." 

"I would be lying if I said that nobody feels that way," she said. "There will be some people who will resent you for exactly this reason, regardless of whether you actually had anything to do with Nuke Day or not. We know that the base at which you were stationed was destroyed less than a week before Nuke Day, and that you were involved with little actual combat. But not everyone will appreciate that fact." 

"Well, I guess I'll just have to deal with that," he said. 

Reesh nodded. "To make things a little easier for you, this section of the hab is fairly well separated from the rest. There's only a skeleton crew running the hab at the moment, and of course the medical staff that has been working on you." 

"And you are...?" 

"On your medical team? Yes." 

Well, he had pretty much expected that. However, now that his most urgent questions had taken a number and a seat, there was something else that needed answering first. 

"So..." Roy began. 

"So what?" 

"So... why are you... naked?" 

"Why wouldn't I be?" She smiled. "The hab has a perfectly controlled climate. There is no need to wear clothing here, Roy. Of course there are occasions when one needs a protective suit, such as in engineering or in vacuum, but not here." 

Roy slowly nodded. Obviously a lot of things had changed in the last four centuries. She seemed to read his mind. 

"We feel comfortable with nudity, Roy. We have no social taboos against it. We have learned to value our bodies and to keep them healthy and beautiful, and we have developed a lot of medical technology to help us with that. We have managed to eliminate most common ailments, from bacterial and viral infections to the metabolic causes of obesity, cancer and even aging." 

"Aging?" Roy asked. "You mean you live forever?" 

She smiled. "No. We live about as long as a healthy person in your day and age would have, but without most of the physical symptoms of aging. So we often appear younger than we are. I'm sixty-seven, for example." 

"No way." This gorgeous young woman with her beautiful firm breasts, her slender waist and not a wrinkle on her? Sixty-seven? Never. 

"Oh, yes. You see, Roy, after Nuke Day we were pretty much forced to find cures for radiation sickness, cancer, leukemia and hereditary birth defects. As you can probably imagine. Which in turn led to many new insights in genetics, and aging is an aspect of that. Which is a good thing, because with Earths population so diminished it helps that we are fertile for much longer." She smiled. 'Necessity is still the mother of invention." 

Roy just looked at her while he digested all this. 

"We also have no sexual taboos," she continued. "Sex is one of our greatest pleasures. We try to enjoy it as fully as possible and as often as possible, and we share it freely. In fact, we have devoted quite a bit of research to improving our bodies sexually." 

Roy raised his eyebrows. That sounded interesting. "Like what?" he asked. 

"I'm almost tempted to let you find out for yourself." She smiled. "But that wouldn't be right. You may decide to remain a natural. Some people do that. But not many." 

"A... natural?" 

"Unmodified. Although that is a relative thing at best, of course. Sexual health is a byproduct of overall health, and vice versa. But most people prefer a few small sexual enhancements at least. Women usually like the ability to have orgasms more easily or even voluntarily, with or without sexual stimulation, and among men the capability to experience multiple orgasms and to be in full control of their erections is very popular. And there are many other enhancements as well." 

Roy felt a bit dazed. This was a lot to take in all at once. 

"So what about me?" he asked. "If you have eliminated common diseases... Can you do that for me as well?" 

"Yes. In fact we already have, because frankly, we had no other option. In reviving you we needed to remove a lot of potential infection hazards from your body, and of course we had to rebuild your immune system essentially from scratch. You do not pose any infection hazard to any of us now, and you are no longer susceptible to the common bacterial and viral infections that you were used to." 

"Well... I suppose that is... good news," he managed. 

She looked at him and smiled. "Yes, it is. And there are many other good things to tell you about. But you're getting tired now, and I think you've absorbed all you can for the moment. So I think we should continue this conversation later. We have a lot to talk about, and we're going to have to take it one thing at a time. So what I'm going to do now is let you sleep for at least a day. Would you like to have an orgasm first?" 

Roy could only stare at her. 

"I suggest you let me give you one, Roy. Orgasms are good and healthy, and they will stimulate your body in all the right ways. Unless you'd rather not?" 

Roy hesitated. 

"My body...," he began. 

"Is nothing you should be ashamed of, Roy," she said. "You will look better soon. But right now we just need to give your body what it needs, and I think some stimulation and a nice, healthy orgasm would be a good thing for you, both physically and mentally. I've seen your body when it was in much worse shape than this. So why don't you just close your eyes and let me do this?" 

Roy took a deep breath, then nodded. 

"Just relax...," she said, "Close your eyes and relax." 

He did, and he felt her move the sheet aside. 

"Actually, let me show you one of the enhancements I mentioned," she said. "Don't worry, this will only feel very good." 

She took his cock in her hands and touched the head of him, caressing him with her fingertips. He felt how his cock began to swell in her hands. Then he felt her apply something to the head of him, a liquid that felt warm, smooth and slippery. 

"This lubricant contains a chemical cue that activates certain nerve endings," she said. "Some very special nerve endings. It will make you feel good... Very good." 

He felt himself grow harder as she gently rubbed the lube across the head of his cock and down along the shaft. And suddenly a wave of pleasure swept through him. It was as if all the pre-orgasmic sensations he had ever experienced in his entire life were suddenly combined. The sensation was unbelievable! He felt himself breathe faster as the wave of pleasure began to expand and slowly spread outward from his groin. 

She caressed him with her fingertips, gently rubbing the swollen head of his hard cock. Then she gripped his cock with both hands and began to pump him, sliding up and down slowly along his slick shaft. Her fingertips brushed the crown of his head, which was slippery with the lube. 

The pleasure rose, rose... and suddenly he came! It was as if a lightning bolt of pleasure hit him, and the current arced through him like a huge, roaring wave of intense sexual bliss, and he gasped with the strength of it. He felt himself ejaculate while she continued to pump him, prolonging his orgasm. 

Finally the wave of pleasure ebbed, and he sighed. He felt exhausted, but better than he had in a long time. So that's what she'd meant when she talked about stimulating certain very special nerve endings... 

Then the feeling of exhaustion began to dissipate, and he realized that she had not stopped her caresses. She continued to stroke the head of his cock, slick and wet and warm. And somehow he was still hard! She grasped the shaft of him more firmly now, and the delicious sensation returned and began to rise again. 

He stayed hard. That had never happened to him before! She continued to pleasure him with her hands, her fingertips doing incredibly delicious things to the swollen head of his cock, which somehow felt like it was bigger than it had ever been. Slowly he felt himself grow more sensitive, and once again a warm, intensely pleasurable sensation infused his entire body. 

It was as if his whole body had become like the head of his cock. He felt her hands gently stroking up and down his shaft, caressing the head of him with her fingertips, taking him inexorably toward another orgasm, and the sensation somehow seemed to reverberate through his entire body. 

Soon the pleasure began to peak again. She seemed to sense it and lightened her touch, moved her hands more slowly, prolonging the sensation. It built and built, and he felt himself grow tense with arousal, as she brought him right to the edge. The feeling was incredible! 

She slowed down even further, caressing the head of his cock ever so lightly with the tips of her fingers, sending sparks of pleasure through the super-sensitive tip, down the shaft and into his groin. As he hovered there, right at the verge of climax, the pleasure rose even higher, and yet she kept prolonging it... 

Finally she clasped his cock more firmly. She wrapped the fingers of one hand around the head and gently but insistently rubbed him there, while pumping his shaft with the other, deliberately pushing him over the edge. Two strokes, three strokes, four strokes... That was all it took. 

"Oh..." Roy gasped as started to cum. "Oh... Oh... Ohhh... Oooooaaahhhh!!" 

This second orgasm was incredibly intense, and bright lights flashed behind his closed eyelids as the wave of sexual pleasure infused him and swept through him. He groaned deeply as he shot his cum into her waiting hands, his body shuddering as his pulsing cock pumped out its hot, white load. 

When it was over he felt himself sink into a deep, dark space that somehow enveloped him, nurtured him, supported him, comforted him... She cleaned him up and put the sheet back over him, but Roy never noticed. He was deeply asleep. 

* * * 

It was difficult to tell time as there were no windows in the room, but it seemed to Roy that he spent about two weeks there, during which he steadily grew stronger. He slowly put on more weight. All the while the nanotech units inside him rebuilt his tissues, or so Reesh told him. The tubes and wires attached to his body had been disconnected. He ate light meals and drank strange tasting liquids that, according to Reesh, contained the raw materials needed by the nano's. He felt himself grow stronger, and before long he found himself sitting up, then standing up, and finally walking. 

Meanwhile she answered all his questions. She told him as much about the world he now found himself in as he wanted to know, but still he could not escape the feeling that he didn't know anything. Each answer she gave him sparked more questions. He felt lost. Everything he remembered was gone, and it had been replaced with something he knew nothing about. Eventually he stopped asking her questions. He grew quiet and despondent, feeling sad and depressed. 

"I think it's time for me to show you around," Reesh said eventually. "You're strong enough now, and you're starting to get cabin fever." 

"Getting out of here would be good," Roy admitted. 

"Then come," she said, smiling invitingly. She pushed a button on the wall and the door slid open. 

His nudity made him uncomfortable. But Reesh, who had been naked before him all this time, and who obviously considered it a natural and pleasant condition, seemed completely oblivious to his discomfort. In the end Roy decided that, when in Rome, the thing to do was to grin and bear it. At least he no longer looked like something that had washed out of a flooded graveyard. His skin had an even and healthy color now, and there was enough flesh on his bones to make him look halfway decent again. Therefore he bravely (if rather self-consciously) stepped through the door, tastefully dressed in his birthday suit. 

What was behind the door made him forget all about his nudity. 

She had led him into a garden. He found himself standing in a beautiful landscape with grassy hills interspersed with trees and shrubs. The buzzing of insects mixed with the sound of a brook running somewhere close by. It looked very natural, even though it absolutely had to be artificial, Roy thought. That it was artificial left no doubt, because instead of a blue sky there was a black expanse above, filled with stars. But where did the light come from? With nothing but stars up there it should have been dark. Instead everything looked like it was bathing in bright, warm yellow sunlight. But try as he might, Roy could not detect any light source. This part of the hab was obviously covered with a transparent dome, but other than that Roy had no idea. From the size of the dome he could tell that it was huge, but wherever he looked his line of sight was broken by vegetation. The overall effect was pleasant, suggesting a lot of room while at the same time offering a cozy, protective sort of enclosure. Roy decided that he liked it. 

Reesh walked ahead of him, and he admired her slender waist and the round, tight curve of her ass as she led him around a grassy knoll. Her beautiful, naked body looked right at home in the fairytale landscape, Roy thought. If she had been wearing some flowers in her hair it would have been perfect. 

"This is part of the hydroponics system," she said. "It produces food and oxygen, and of course it's a lovely place to be in." 

Roy had to agree. Watching the curve of her hips and her firm, high buttocks sway back and forth as she walked in front of him was definitely a good thing. Then she turned around and took his hand. 

"There's someone I want you to meet," she told him. 'His name is Vard. He's on your medical team as well." She smiled. "I know you're feeling a bit self-conscious about your body. Try to relax. We have all seen you in much worse shape, and everyone here is used to nudity." 

Roy swallowed. Her words did little to put him at ease, but on the other hand he realized that she was probably right. Wordlessly, he nodded. 

Still holding his hand she led him around a row of bushes. Behind it was a beautiful pool. Brightly colored flowers grew along the edges, and a small waterfall splashed merrily into one of its corners. A man lounged comfortably in the water. 

"Hi, Vard," Reesh said. "I'd like you to meet Roy Beaumont." 

The man looked up and smiled. "Oh, hi, Roy," he said. "Good to see you're up and about. Just a moment." 

Vard stood up and stepped out of the pool. He shook himself to get rid of most of the water. He gave Reesh a casual but warm hug, then turned to Roy and held out his hand. Roy shook it, secretly grateful for Vard's casual manner. He felt slightly intimidated. In Roy's day and age Vard could easily have been a male model or an exotic dancer. His body didn't bulge with muscles like a body builder, but instead it was finely chiseled, and a perfectly defined musculature rippled across his flat stomach as he moved. And the tool hanging down between his legs would have made any male pornstar green with envy. There was, however, something strange about Vard's handshake, something unfamiliar, as if he had had to study and practice it. 

"Are you going to join me? Vard asked. 

"I'd like to," Reesh said. "How about it, Roy?" 

"Ehm... Sure," Roy said. This was all coming at him just a little fast, and he felt a little overwhelmed. 

Vard stepped back into the pool, followed by Reesh. Roy hesitantly walked to the edge of the pool, then stepped into it. The water was warm, not at all what he expected. The bottom of the pool was covered with small, round pebbles. The bottom sloped quickly, so that after a few steps he found himself standing hip-deep in the water. The three of them sat down. Somehow the bottom of the pool felt very comfortable, and he felt himself beginning to relax. 

"So how are you feeling, Roy?" Vard asked. 

Roy hesitated. "Fine, I suppose..." he said, "Considering..." 

"Considering the fact that you've lost everything you ever knew in your entire life, and that you now find yourself in a world in which nothing is familiar," Vard said calmly. "Not to mention that your recovery is still far from complete. I'm actually surprised to see you take it as well as you have been doing." 




Brave New World Ch. 01



Roy sighed. "I guess I feel... numb." 

Vard nodded. "There's someone I'd like to introduce you to," he said. "Her name is Tami. I've asked her to meet us here. Let me find out where she is." 

He looked up, then spoke in a language that was almost familiar to Roy. A voice answered. The voice sounded neither male nor female, and Roy could not pinpoint the direction it came from. 

"I'm sorry, Roy," Vard said, seeing the puzzled look on Roy's face. "I probably shouldn't have done that to you. What you just heard was an aspect of the hab's onboard computer. It doesn't speak old English, though. Languages have changed quite a bit over the past four centuries. We learned to speak yours when we were assigned to your medical team." 

Roy sighed again. "That makes sense, I suppose," he mumbled. 

Vard looked at him, then nodded. "Don't worry too much about it right now," he said. "Tami will help you deal with that." 

"Are you peddling my services again, Vard?" a female voice asked. Roy looked up and saw an attractive young woman step out of the bushes that surrounded the pool. She looked... different, Roy thought. She had half-long black hair and a creamy complexion. While she had a nice figure, she wasn't the sort of wet dream inducing traffic stopper that Reesh was. She was also a little shorter than Reesh, and her breasts were smaller and less full, although they did look quite good on her. Her hips were nicely curved, and the patch of pubic hair between her legs was neatly trimmed. Her mouth was large and generous, her bottom firm and tight in a manner that could only be called perky, and her smile radiated warmth and happiness. On the whole, Roy found that he liked her a lot. She had a down-to-earth sort of reality about her that he found rather appealing. 

"It's what I do, Tams," Vard answered, smiling. "Roy, meet Tami. She's been a valuable member of our medical team. She's a hard worker, which means I can spend most of my time working on my tan and catching up on my beauty sleeps." 

Reesh made a face. "Don't believe him, Roy," she said. "Vard has been putting in more work during the early stages of your revival than any of us. He is our leading specialist on cellular biology. Tami is a neurologist, among other things." 

"Translation: she keeps us all from losing our marbles," Vard said comfortably. "As I said, a valued member of the team. No telling what I might do without someone to safeguard my sanity." Reesh poked him in the side with her elbow. 

"And you, Reesh?" Roy asked. 

"Endocrinology and nanotech, mostly," she answered. "But all of us have several areas of expertise." 

"Yes. Reesh is a damn good cook, too," Vard commented. "But then, so is Tami." 

"Stop thinking with your stomach," Tami said good-naturedly, as she stepped into the pool and sat down next to Roy. 

"I do some of my best thinking with my stomach," Vard said. 

"But only when you're not thinking with what's below it," Reesh quipped. 

Tami gave Roy a long-suffering smile. "You see what I have to put up with?" 

Roy nodded. Somehow she made him feel comfortable. Her smile was sweet and genuine, and there was an open honesty in her eyes that he liked. 

"You're looking well, Roy," she said. "You still need quite a bit in the way of treatments, of course, but you're doing alright." 

"So what's next?" Roy asked. 

"Well," said Reesh, "First of all, the nano's rebuilding your tissues are pretty much done, so we need to flush them out. Then there's some more tissue reinforcement ahead, but we're going to use the autodoc for that. We also need to balance your body chemistry, and then we'll see." 

Roy slowly nodded. The sense of bewilderment began to get the better of him again. Autodoc? Tissue reinforcement? 

Tami looked at him thoughtfully. "Is any of that really urgent?" she asked. 

Vard shook his head. "One or two days won't make much difference." 

"Good. Then I'd like to show you a few things, Roy," she said. She turned to him and put her hand on his arm. "If you want to, of course. There's no hurry." 

"Sounds good," Roy said. He found himself faintly curious about this woman and her world, and it would be nice to spend some time with her. 

"Don't worry, we'll take it easy," she said. "I know you've got a lot to take in right now. But I think this will do you some good." 

Roy smiled. "Thanks." 

"Shall we go, then?" She rose and held out her hand. He took it and stood. 

"We'll see you when we see you," she said to Vard and Reesh. Vard lifted his hand and waved lazily. Reesh stood and gave Roy a warm hug. 'Enjoy yourself," she said. "We'll see you soon." Then she sad back down in the pool next to Vard and took his hand in hers. 

"I think we should leave these two to their own mischief for a while," Tami said to Roy, smiling. Reesh grinned widely and flung a handful of water at Tami. Then she turned to Vard and looked deeply into his eyes, as Tami and Roy stepped out of the pool. 

* * * 

She held his hand as they walked through the soft, green grass. Suddenly he noticed that his body was completely dry, and so was hers. But they had just gotten out of the water! How was that possible? 

"Tami..." he began. 

She looked at him. "What's wrong?" she asked softly. 

And suddenly it all became too much for him. "What's wrong?" he asked angrily. "I'll tell you what's wrong. I just came out of the water and now I'm dry! We're under a sky full of stars but there's light everywhere! We're supposed to be in space but I'm standing right on the ground in a... a... in a fucking garden! What the fuck is all this?" He glared at her. But as soon as his anger had risen, it dissipated again. He slowly shook his head and covered his eyes with his hand. 'I'm sorry... I... I'm sorry. It's just..." 

She nodded, and in her eyes he could see that she understood. "I know," she said. "Your recovery has been going well from a purely physical standpoint, but you are going through a severe culture shock, and on top of that you are still grieving for all that you've lost. And you haven't had a chance to even start working though any of that." 

Roy sighed. She pulled him against her and put his arms around him. "Give yourself some time, Roy," she said softly. Her embrace felt strangely comforting. 

Roy sighed again, then nodded. "Sure," he said. 

She took his hand. "I will get you some answers soon," she said. "There's something I want to show you." 

They slowly walked on, until Roy saw a low gray wall ahead of them. The wall had several doors in it. 

"The hab is laid out like a honeycomb," she explained. "Each cell is about a mile in diameter. Between the cells are the living quarters, engineering, corridors and all that. But the wall ahead of us is an outside wall." She pushed a button next to the door in front of them. It slid open with a faint hissing sound. Behind it was a corridor that stretched ahead of them. At the end of the corridor Roy could see more stars. 

"I'm going to take you into an observation bubble. Are you afraid of heights or do you suffer from vertigo or motion sickness?" 

Roy shook his head. "Not that I know of." 

"Good," she said. "As we walk down the corridor you will feel yourself grow lighter and lighter, until you are entirely weightless. It will feel like you're falling, and it may take a little getting used to. But you will be safe at all times. I promise." 

Roy smiled at her. "Alright... Lead on," he said. Strangely enough, he did feel safe. She seemed to have that effect on him. 

They stepped into the corridor and walked ahead slowly. Suddenly Roy felt as if he was being lifted up somehow. He halted. 

"Is this what you meant?" he asked. 

Tami nodded. "Take another step when you feel ready," she said. He did. 

They slowly made their way through the corridor. It was a strange sensation, as if the floor was dropping out from under him. He felt his arms begin to float. There were rungs mounted on the wall, and Tami put her hand on one of them to steady herself. She held out her other hand and Roy took it. Then, as he took a final step, his feet left the floor. 

"Slowly," she said. "If you push too hard or move to quickly, you'll start to tumble." 

Roy said nothing, totally caught up in the new experience. Being weightless was exhilarating, although his stomach felt just a bit uncomfortable. Using the rungs, he pulled himself slowly forward. She moved with him, and the two of them gently drifted to the end of the corridor which, as far as Roy could tell, ended straight into open space. 

"We're about to enter a transparent bubble," Tami explained. "There will be no floor, so we'll be able to see in all directions. The dome will be practically invisible, but don't panic. You will be safe." 

Roy squeezed her hand as they slowly floated out of the corridor and into the transparent sphere mounted at its end. And he gasped. 

They appeared to float out in open space. All around them was blackness filled with stars, stars, stars... 

And directly below, one and a half thousand miles beneath their feet, hung Earth. 

But not the Earth he remembered. Instead of the beautiful blue-green sphere that he had known, this Earth was smudgy, with large, brown-grayish streaks and an overall dirty haze. It was nothing like the home he remembered. 

"What..." he began, but then his voice failed him as a terrible sense of loss filled him. Earth, the planet he grew up on, the planet that had been his home, was gone. He stared at the murky brown sphere below him, unable to speak. Finally he covered his face with his hands, unable to look anymore. He felt Tami put her arms around him. 

And Lieutenant Roy Beaumont went to pieces. 

Great, wrecking sobs tore through him, and his pain and grief all poured out in a huge wave. First he cried, then he screamed, unable to hold in the agony of his loss. 

She held him while he cried himself out, one arm around his shoulders, the other around the small of his back. It took a long time. Finally his grief subsided. If it hadn't been for the lack of gravity he would have collapsed. He felt completely exhausted. 

She continued to hold him against her. His breathing came in irregular, ragged gasps in the wake of his crying. Eventually he calmed down to the point where he could speak again. 

"I'm sorry," he said, his voice hoarse. 

She shook her head. "Don't be sorry, Roy. This is one of the things you need. You have not had a chance to deal with your grief. This won't take your pain away, but it's a start." She wiped away his tears with her hands. "Do you feel any better now?" 

Roy shook his head. 

"You will," she promised. "It will take time, but you will." 

She gently pulled the two of them back into the end of the corridor. There they floated, weightless, against a background of stars. He felt her breasts press into his chest, her nipples against his skin. It was then the he noticed that his body had begun to respond to hers. Embarrassed, he began to draw away from her. 

She smiled, and with one hand she reached down and stroked his rapidly swelling cock. "And maybe this is also something you need right now," she said softly. She gently held him until he was fully hard, then she put the head of his cock against the entrance of her pussy. She wrapped her legs around the small of his back, spreading her thighs. Then she put her hands on his buttocks and slowly, slowly pushed him inside her. She was warm and wet and ready, and he entered her without effort.  

Roy could only stare at her face. She enveloped his cock like a warm, velvet glove. She moved her hands up to his back and held him there, anchoring the two of them together with her arms and legs while they floated there, unmoving. 

"I..." Roy began. 

"Ssshhhh..." she whispered. "The body knows what it needs. Just let it happen." 

She began to move, pulling herself off him ever so slightly, then pushing him back in again with her legs wrapped around him. Out, in, out, in... Suddenly, without warning, he came, and he sighed as he felt his seed flow into her. 

She continued to hold him, and after a while his cock softened inside her. Eventually he began to relax. He sighed, and she held her face up to him. Roy did what seemed the logical thing to do: he bent down to kiss her. Her mouth opened when it met his, and their tongues explored each other, first hesitantly, then with growing passion, until he gave in to his raw, desperate need. She reached behind her, grabbed one of the rungs, and slowly pulled them further into the corridor. When a touch of gravity reasserted itself they gradually sank to the floor, her legs still wrapped around him, until Roy found himself lying on top of her, wrapped in her arms. 

She smiled. "Shall we go outside and find a sheltered spot?" she asked. "Or would you rather say here?" 

Roy looked into her eyes and tried to return her smile, but he felt so emotionally exhausted that a sad grin was the best that he could manage. "Whatever you prefer," he said softly. 

"Let's go then," she said, and sat up. He felt himself slip out of her with a brief pang of regret. He stood, and he took her hand as she led him back into the domed garden that lay behind the door. The sunlight was bright when she opened it and Roy blinked, his eyes feeling gritty and sore after his weeping. 

"Come," she said, "I know just the spot." She led him around a stand of bushes close by, into a shielded patch of grass with flowers. There, surrounded by the smell of green, growing things and warm sunlight, she took his head in her hands and kissed him. Then she slowly pulled him down until they both sat on their knees, their lips still locked together. 

Suddenly Roy felt his passion rise, and his cock rose with it. He kissed her harder, more insistently, and his hands clasped the back of her head as his lust soared. He pushed her down on her back until she was lying in the soft, green grass, and he covered her with his body. His hands moved to cup her firm breasts, and he felt her nipples harden under his thumbs. She reached down and took his swelling cock in her hands, stroking it to full hardness. The feeling of her fingertips on the engorged head made him groan with pleasure. 

As soon as he was ready, she spread her thighs and put the tip of him against the entrance of her pussy. With a firm, powerful stroke he plunged into her and, not wasting any time, began to thrust into her. 

His lust became a raw need, a savage, primitive thing. He grunted as his hard cock ravaged her pussy, his hands squeezing her breasts, his fingers pinching her nipples. He felt strangely out of control, as if something angry and wild had taken hold of him. He simply fucked her, hard. There was no tenderness, no consideration, no thought... Just need, rough and hard. 

As he plowed into her she began to moan, and her breath came faster. "Yes... Yes..." she muttered softly. Roy continued to ravage her, and she grunted softly. She spread her thighs even further and wrapped her legs around him. "Go on, don't stop..." she whispered, and in spite of having cum so recently, Roy felt himself getting close to orgasm again. He grunted, and thrust into her even harder. 

Suddenly he felt her body grow tense, and she gasped. He continued to move inside her until she let out a long, loud moan. He felt her legs grip his hips like a vise, and her pussy squeezed his hard cock as she came. He continued to pump in and out of her as she moaned, her body pinned down below him. 

Then he felt his own pleasure begin to peak, and he thrust, thrust, until he could no longer hold it, and stars seemed to burst from the head of his cock. His scream was a raw, primitive sound as he came deep inside her, and the grunts of his pleasure were savage as he filled her with the hot cum spurting from his cock. When it was over, he collapsed on top of her, exhausted. 

* * * 

"Don't try to analyze it', she said, as they lay on their backs in the green grass, her hand in his. "The body knows what it needs, and that's enough." 

Roy looked at her sharply. "Are you reading my mind?" he asked. 

She shook her head. "No. That's impossible. As far as we know, at least. Telepathy has never been proven to exist. But I can make a very good guess what you're thinking." She sat up. "I'm an empath, Roy. I am very much in touch with other peoples' feelings. And as you have probably guessed by now, that's one of the reasons why I'm here." She smiled. "Not that I'm not enjoying your company, though. You're a good man, and I like you. I know you're not always this rough. I know you're usually a considerate lover. But right now this is what you needed. And that's alright." She hugged him. "And I must admit that I did enjoy it. I didn't expect to, but I did." 

Roy was a little surprised at the fact that he believed her. She was an easy person to trust, but there was something else about her, too, something that made him feel good, something that made him want to go on and live life to the full. A part of him realized that that was almost certainly her intention, something that she was deliberately doing in the course of practicing her art on him. But another part didn't care. 

He sat up, too. "There's something... different about you," he said. 

She nodded. "Maybe it's because I'm a natural, Roy. Unmodified. I'm sure Reesh told you about naturals. I am one. Not out of any personal conviction, but because I don't want to risk messing with my empathy. I'm too good at it. One day, when I get older, I'm sure I'm going to have the mods, but for now what you see is the real me." She smiled. "I'm twenty-six, Roy. Only a little younger than you are." 

"Yeah, right," Roy said glumly. "I'm only over four hundred years old." 

She shook her head. "That's not the way to look at it, Roy. You have lived, truly lived, for only twenty-eight years before you entered coldsleep. You are still young. And you will learn to live in this world. You will fit in and find ways to be happy, and we will help you with that." 

She looked at him, her eyes intense now. "And you will help us, too. Reesh told you that we need your knowledge, your insights. We know the hard facts that led up to the war: the fossil fuels running out, the pollution, the failed crops, the energy crisis, the resulting international politics, the armed conflicts as a result of all that... But there's so much that we don't know. How did people feel about it? What were their hopes, what were their fears? How could all this happen? How could all those nuclear and chemical and biological weapons still exist, decades after they were supposedly dismantled? We need to know these things, Roy. It's stuff that matters. It's what we need if we want to make sure this doesn't happen again. And we're going to need your points of view to figure all that out." 

Roy sighed. "I'm not sure I can do all that," he said. "I'm not a historian, and that cultural stuff you're talking about was never my strong point." 

"You'd be surprised," she said. "You've been helping us already. The things you have said, the things you have done, they all help. And we haven't even started yet. When you're ready you can answer questions. But don't worry about that now. Right now you need to continue your recovery. And that starts with me, making you feel good." She smiled. "But not right now," she said. "Not yet. Let's go see how Reesh and Vard are doing." 

"Speaking of Reesh..." Roy said as they got up. "She's told me she's sixty-seven. I can hardly believe that." 

Tami nodded. "Reesh, as I'm sure she's told you, is definitely not a natural. She's very much in favor of embracing everything that modern medical technology has to offer. Me... I'm not so sure. Of course some mods can bring one great sexual pleasure, but I myself very much enjoy the fact that whatever I feel and whatever you see is just me, and nothing else." She looked thoughtful. "I also don't agree with her that having as many children as possible is what we really need at this point in time. Right now our main problem is finding habitable regions on earth, before we boost our population." 




Brave New World Ch. 01



She sighed. "Sorry. I didn't mean to preach," she said. "You will need to make up your own mind about these things. In due time, that is. All these choices will be open to you, Roy, and you will have all the time you need to make them. And my opinion is not the only one. Reesh, for example, has had seven children already, and she wants more. In fact, she and Vard are probably working on one right now." She smiled. "Let's go see how they're doing."  

* * * 

Reesh and Vard seemed to be doing alright, Roy decided. Moans of pleasure came from behind the bushes that surrounded the pool when Tami, apparently unhindered by any thoughts about privacy, led him into the clearing. 

Reesh was sitting with her back against a grassy knoll. She had her eyes closed, and her face was flushed. Her hard nipples stood out proudly from the tips of her beautiful breasts. Her thighs were spread wide and Vard was kneeling between them. His large cock stood ramrod-straight as it probed the depths of her hairless pussy. He fucked her with long, steady strokes in the best pornstar fashion, Roy thought, pulling himself all the way out of her until the unusually large head of his cock stretched the lips of her pussy, then plunging deeply back into her with a strong, quick thrust. Their moans of pleasure matched the rhythm of his strokes, and the looks on both their faces spoke of an ecstasy so intense that Roy couldn't even begin to imagine it. The two of them were completely oblivious of Tami and Roy standing there. 

"Best to leave them alone, I think," Roy whispered. Tami nodded. They turned and left the two lovers to their pleasure. Just when they cleared the bushes, Reesh' long, orgasmic "Oohh... Oh... Oh... Oh... OOOOHHH!!" followed them, and Vard's loud groan of ecstasy as he came was not far behind. 

"There's no need to blush, Roy," Tami said, smiling. "I know this is one of the things you need to get used to, but the more relaxed you become about sex, the easier it will be. We have no sexual taboos here. None. We share our lovemaking freely. Sex is our greatest pleasure, and we pursue it whenever we can. We have tried to make and art and a science of it." 

Roy said nothing. He was no longer feeling as self-conscious as he had been that morning, but this wanton display of sexual bliss between two other people didn't exactly help. 

"For example," she continued, "Reesh has given you frequent orgasms while you were recovering, didn't she?" 

Roy could only nod. He felt himself blushing even harder. 

"She did that because a good orgasm is beneficial to both the body and the mind," Tami went on. "While Reesh stroked and sucked your cock, your body became more active during your build-up to orgasm. Then, when you came, your brain released all sorts of calming and mood-stabilizing chemicals, and when you ejaculated, all kinds of muscular contractions contributed to getting your entire reproductive system back in shape, which helped you to enjoy sex again sooner and more intensely. So in effect, what she gave you was not only pleasure, but also the equivalent of a physical workout and a shot of natural brain chemicals that otherwise would have required medication." She smiled impishly. "And I'm sure you'll agree that she really is very good at it, don't you?" 

"Hmm... Yeah," Roy said softly. 

"It's alright to say it, Roy. She pleasured your cock with her hands and her mouth, and you enjoyed it immensely. And when you came, the orgasm was more intense and pleasurable than you had ever experienced. Not so?" 

Once again, Roy could only nod. 

"Then what's the problem?" she said. "These things are good for us. They're there to be enjoyed to the full, not to be embarrassed about." She took his hand. "In fact, I was hoping you'd spend the night with me. Vard and Reesh are obviously going to be together for the next few hours. So you're at loose ends, and I don't really like sleeping alone. We're both just naturals, but we can still give each other pleasure." 

"What does being a natural have to do with it?" Roy asked. 

"Vard and Reesh have both gone for most of the sexual mods," she said. 

"Meaning?" 

"Meaning that they'll be able to enjoy sex as often as they want, for as long as they want. Vard's erection will last for as long as he chooses, and he will be able to have one orgasm after another. He will be able to ejaculate every time without running out of cum, and his cock will stay hard continuously. Meanwhile her pussy will never run dry, and she will be able to cum easily and often. And their pleasure during sex will be much more intense than it currently is for you and me. And that's only some of it." 

Roy slowly nodded. "And I couldn't help noticing his... size," he said. 

Tami chuckled. "Yes, and that's definitely not what he was born with. And just between you and me, I personally feel that he might have overdone it just a little. But then, most men do, and of course most women who have the mods can accommodate them, so it's never a problem. I tried, and I'll have to admit that in some ways a big cock feels great every now and then, but Vard's size it's just a bit painful for me." 

"You mean... You and Vard...?" Roy asked. 

"Of course," she said brightly. "I told you, Roy, we enjoy sex and we share it freely. Sure, there are those who choose to be in monogamous relationships, and it seems to work for them. But most people are quite free and relaxed about it. If people like each other, and nobody's feelings get hurt, what is there to stop them from enjoying sexual pleasure together?" 

Roy slowly nodded. "I have no problem with that, Tami," he said. "It's just that..." 

She nodded. "Yes, it's far removed from what you were used to. You grew up in a society that was sexually repressive, to put it kindly. By the way, that's another example of what cultural historians will be interested in. It may even have been one of the factors that contributed to the war erupting out of control as it did." 

She thought for a moment. "Today's world is definitely not a utopia, Roy. And not everyone gets along with everyone. But at least we have learned to become much more relaxed with the essential human need for some good, healthy intimacy." 

She reached out and stroked his ass. "Take you and me, for example. We can just be together and enjoy each other if that's what we both want, and no-one will be offended." She reached between his legs and caressed his balls from behind. "I like you, and I enjoy giving you pleasure. And you have given me pleasure as well, and I'm hoping you will give me more." She looked at him and smiled. "Will you?" 

Roy smiled. He felt his cock swell again in response to her caress. He looked down and she followed his gaze. 

"I take that as a yes," she said, smiling. "But first things first. I promised you some answers. We're going to see someone who can give them to you. Her name is Kyo. I'm not an engineer, but she is." 

* * * 

She took him a long way across the garden, until they came to the circular wall again. She selected a door and pushed a button. A human voice answered. This time Roy could almost understand some of the words, but somehow, tantalizingly, the language still eluded him. The door opened, and they entered a pleasant, airy room. The floor was covered with what looked to be grass, and some of the molten-looking furniture stood in its center. Along one wall was a counter with some sort of console and something that looked like a microwave oven. A soft light permeated the room, but again Roy could not see where it came from. There was no ceiling. The walls of the room seemed to go up all the way to the low edge of the transparent dome, showing the black, star-filled expanse overhead. 

"Camtru m'ere!" a voice called from an open door in the rear wall of the room. 

Tami led him through it, into what appeared to be a bathroom of some kind. Off to one side Roy saw a pleasantly shaped asymmetric pool built into the floor, filled with clear water. To the back of the room was a stall which seemed to contain... some sort of tornado, Roy thought, a small, tame, low speed waterspout. The vortex of water droplets went round and round. A fuzzy shape appeared to be moving inside it. 

There was a sound of rushing air, and the waterspout dissipated. In its place stood a woman. She had her arms upraised, her hands on the top of her head. She stretched luxuriously. She was petite, with a slender, cat-like body, shapely and full but not overly large breasts, a slender waist, and the most gorgeous ass Roy had ever seen. Her short, black hair, her coffee-and-cream colored skin and her almond-shaped eyes told him she almost had to be of Asian descent, although he had no idea exactly where her origins might lie. On the left side of her face she had some of the golden markings that he had seen Reesh wear earlier. 

"Tamroi ryu?" she said. 

"Slow down, Kyo," Tami said, smiling. "Did you forget your hypno already?" 

"Sorry, Roy," Kyo answered. "I meant to say: Hi, Tami, and Roy. How are you?" 

Roy slowly smiled. Suddenly he understood why this strange speech was so tantalizingly close to being intelligible. Most of it was in fact a severely abbreviated, simplified, contracted and speeded-up version of the English that he had spoken all his life. 

"I'm fine," he said, meaning it. Tami simply stepped forward and gave Kyo a brief but warm hug. 

"Sorry I'm a bit late," Kyo said. "The hypno took longer than I expected. I've never been good with languages." 

"Hypno?" Roy asked. 

"Hypnotic learning," Kyo said. "I had to learn archaic English, and I only got Tami's request about two hours ago." 

Roy looked at Tami and raised his eyebrows. "Archaic?" he asked mildly. 

Tami smiled. "Only from a language perspective, Roy," she said. 

"Sorry, Roy. I'm still getting used to it," Kyo said as she walked out of the bathroom. Roy's eyes were glued to her gorgeous ass as they followed her. 

Tami smiled at him. "I'm noticing you noticing her," she said softly. 

Kyo giggled. "Hey, Roy," she said as she wiggled her butt at him. "I hope you like what you see?" 

She looked over her shoulder and smiled when she saw Roy's cock, which was rising rapidly. 

"Hmm... I guess you do. Can I play with that a little later?" 

Roy turned beet red. 

"I keep telling you, Roy, there's no need to be embarrassed," Tami said as she saw the look on his face. "A spontaneous erection is one of the best compliments a woman can get. And it's well deserved, too. I wish I had an ass like that." 

Kyo wiggled her gorgeous buns again, giggling. "You can have it any time you like, sweetie," she told Tami. "Just say the word." 

Tami smiled and slowly shook her head. "Thanks, Ki, but like I told you, I need a cock inside me. I'm the old-fashioned type." She looked fondly at Roy's cock, which by now stood proud and hard in front of him. She reached out and put her hand around his throbbing shaft. He felt his own heat pulsing between her fingers. 

Kyo walked over to the counter. "Can I get you guys something to drink first?" she asked. 

Tami nodded. "I think we also need to eat something," she said. "Would you mind, Ki?" 

"Not at all. Something light?" Kyo asked. 

"Yeah. Roy still has a lot of nanotech in him," Tami said. "Thanks, Ki." 

"No problem," Kyo said. She began to tap her fingers on the panel at the counter, then retrieved two full glasses from somewhere and handed them to Roy and Tami. 

Roy sipped, grateful for the change of subject. While the glass didn't feel cool to his hand, the liquid in it was icy cold. It tasted sweet with a hint of alcohol. His hard-on began to subside. 

"Hmm," he said appreciatively, and took another sip. "Thanks." 

"You like?" she asked. He nodded. 

Then he took a closer look at the glass. Glass? Maybe not. It was extremely thin but felt sturdy in his hands, and it seemed to be an almost perfect insulator. And... Was he imagining it, or did it still seem as full as when she gave it to him? He drank again. 

No. The level in his glass had clearly gone down... Then he saw it. The upper edge of the rim of the glass slowly shrank, leaving the glass just a little shorter. He drank again. The glass shortened again. 

"Kyo..." he said, still staring at the glass. "Tami said you could answer some questions for me." 

She nodded. "I'll try." 

"Okay," Roy said, looking up. "Let's start with this... glass, I guess. What is it? How does it work?" 

"It's not glass," she said. "It's a modified protein with a molecular structure that makes it extremely strong. It includes an enzyme that's activated by air when you drink, and which breaks down the protein into gaseous components, so the material disappears as soon as it becomes redundant. It's completely organic and it fully biodegrades, which means we don't have to manufacture anything or recycle anything, other than through hydroponics. A lot of things in the hab are like that." 

"So why haven't I seen it before?" 

"Probably because we don't use it in the medical wing. The traces this stuff leaves are harmless and dissipate quickly, but they can still interfere with air sterility. Didn't you notice that the rooms there are kept slightly over-pressurized?" 

"No, I didn't." 

Roy drained his glass and watched it disappear. "Chemistry sure has come a long way..." he mused. He sat down on one of the molten-looking chairs. It felt warm and comfortable against his skin, and he felt himself relax. 

Kyo sat down across from him, sipping her drink. "I think I can see how your mind works, Roy," she said. "I understand you were a soldier. But you have the mind of an engineer. What was your specialty?" 

Roy smiled ruefully. "Electronics," he said. "That's what got me stationed at a listening post instead of a combat position. And still it got me blown to bits." He looked down at his abdomen. "I still don't know how you guys fixed that up." 

"Reesh and Vard are good at what they do," Tami told him. 

"And so are you, Tams," Kyo said. "I don't know much about medical sciences, Roy. Other than the mods I have, I've never managed to get myself interested. But with the technology stuff I can probably help you. And I guess the good news is that the principles haven't really changed over the years. There's just been a lot of progress, that's all. So you can learn, Roy. You're never too old to learn." 

He smiled. "I hope so," he said. "Right now it's the small things that keep bugging me." He looked around the room. "Like, where does the light come from?" 

"In here, you mean?" she asked. He nodded. 

"Simple. A small trickle current flowing through the walls and other surfaces activates a coating so that it gives off light. Regulating the current regulates the light, so that the levels are equalized throughout the room." She glanced at the door. "Out there in hydroponics, it's a little more complicated. I'm not an expert on all of the details there because optics isn't my field, but what it comes down to is that sunlight is being refracted and piped in from all directions through the dome. At the same time a polarization effect prevents any glare. So you've got sunlight coming in without being blinded by a single source and without creating any hard shadows, which also gives us an optimal crop yield." 

She looked at him. "Does any of this help you?" 

Roy nodded. "Actually it does. It helps a great deal. Thank you." 

She smiled. "Then I think what we need to do is take some time to give you some general background on stuff like this. But Tami tells me you've still got some recovering to do, so I guess that will have to wait a while." 

Tami nodded. "Yes. Roy is scheduled for the autodoc tomorrow." 

"Autodoc?" Roy asked. 

Kyo nodded. "Think of it as a... robotic surgeon," she said, "but far more advanced. Depending on the model and programming, autodocs can deal with any standard medical issue. And with some non-standard ones, in your case." 

"Don't worry, Roy," Tami said. "You'll see. We've all spent time in autodocs before." 

Roy sighed. "Disappearing glasses, bending light, automated surgery... And that's only the small stuff." He warily rubbed his eyes. 

"You'll get through this, Roy," Tami told him. "We will get you through this." 

"Thanks, Tami," Roy said. "I know you're doing your best. And it does help. But it's all a bit... much." 

Kyo nodded. "I can imagine. What we take for granted is all completely new to you. So feel free to ask. I'll help you in any way I can." 

Roy smiled gratefully. "Thanks, Ki. But I've got a million questions." 

"That's alright," Kyo said. "Ask them one at a time." 

Roy thought for a moment. "Okay," he said. "What about the artificial gravity here?" 

Kyo shook her head. "That's the wrong term for it. Artificial gravity is impossible. You can't create gravity, not even in theory, not without affecting time, mass, inertia, the structure of space..." She thought for a moment. "Instead what we do is... Let's just say we manipulate existing gravity. We are still within Earth's gravity field. It's just that our orbital velocity keeps the hab from falling down. So what we do is..." She paused. "How's your quantum physics?" 

Roy winced. "Not good at all. I know some of the bare basics, just enough to give me a headache. But beyond that..." He shook his head. 

"Okay," Kyo said. "What the gravity planer does is essentially to allow gravity and centripetal acceleration and various other forces acting on matter to act selectively. Like, our orbital velocity affects the hab, but not us. Within the gravity planer's field we appear to have weight, but all that really happens is that the force created by our orbital velocity which pulls the hab outward from Earth's gravity does not act on you and me." 

Roy struggled to visualize the unfamiliar concept. "So..." he began. He thought for a moment. "Could you use that effect in reverse to launch something off the surface of the Earth?" 

Kyo's face split into a huge grin. "I told you he had the right mind for it!" she said to Tami. "Yes, Roy, you can. We used it to put the habs into orbit, among other things," she said. "There's also a huge amount of energy involved. There are limits to what practical gravity planers can handle, and getting the hab up to altitude and velocity requires much more energy than that. But essentially, yes, that's part of how it works." 

Roy felt as if a huge weight was slowly being lifted from his chest. Suddenly the idea of having to live in this new world with all its new concepts did not seem so daunting anymore. While he still did feel like a caveman, he now had some hope that he might be able to evolve a little. 

"Right," Tami said, seeing his relief. "Let's eat." 

"Yes," Kyo said, smiling. "Would you like to eat me, Roy?" She stood before him, spread her legs and put her hands on her head, tilting her upper body slightly backward so that her perfect breasts were raised. The effect was stunning. 

"Easy, Ki. Maybe later," Tami quickly interjected. 

Kyo giggled, then turned around and walked over to the counter, wiggling her ass at Roy, who felt his cock stir again. She tapped out some sequence on the panel, then opened the microwave-like box and took out three bowls of food. She handed one to Roy along with a utensil that looked like a cross between a spoon and a spatula. The bowl appeared to be made of the same sort of material as the "glass" he had seen earlier. The food looked to be a mix of finely chopped vegetables and small cubes of meat, with a hint of herbs and spices. It smelled good, Roy thought. 

"I hope you like it," Kyo said. "I'm not sure what Reesh has been feeding you so far. This is one of the lighter combinations in the synther. It should be alright for you." 




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"Synther?" he asked. 

"Sorry. The proper name is food synthesizer, although nobody calls it that. It processes raw ingredients into all sorts of dishes. The bulk of the food we have in the hab is derived from hydroponic vegetables, but some of it is synthetic." She handed another bowl to Tami. "The proteins are largely synthetic, too. We do have some real meat, but not much. But we manage to get a good variety out of what we have to work with. If you don't like it, just say so. I can easily recycle it and give you something else." She sat down across from him with her own food. 

Roy looked at the utensil she'd given him. It looked unfamiliar but not complicated. He scooped up some of the food with it and took an experimental bite. It was delicious. He began to eat with gusto. 

Kyo smiled. "Tami is the gourmet here," she said, taking a bite herself. "She can do things with a synther program that I can't even begin to dream of." 

"You're not so bad yourself, Ki," Tami said. "This is really nice." 

Roy agreed. He continued to eat, and when he finished he wasn't surprised when his bowl and the utensil he had put in it slowly vanished. Kyo, who by then had also finished her food, got up and walked over to the counter. She tapped, and handed out more drinks a moment later. She turned, and the golden glittery make-up on the one side of her face caught the light in a way that Roy felt was not quite by accident. 

"Can I ask you something?" he said. 

She nodded. "Sure." 

"That golden make-up you're wearing... Is that the latest fashion these days? I saw Reesh wear it, too." 

Kyo smiled. "It's an invitation, Roy," she said, stepping forward to stand close to him. "It means that I'm interested in having sex right now. It says that I would welcome a pass from the right person." She looked at him very directly. 

Tami nodded. "There are different patterns that have different meanings, Roy," she said. "Some indicate an interest in men, others in women. Or both. Either separately or at the same time." 

"Yes, Roy," Kyo said. "And mine says I'm interested in both." She gave Tami a look that was full of meaning and full of question. 

Tami smiled and shook her head. 'Sorry, Ki," she said. "You know that's not me. Don't take it personally." 

Kyo signed, a faintly sad smile on her face. "I know how you feel about it, Tams. But please don't blame me for trying. You know how I feel about you." 

Tami nodded. "Yes, I do, Ki. And I'm sorry." She got up and gave Kyo a hug. 

"No hard feelings," Kyo said. She turned to Roy. "How about you, Roy? Could I tempt you?" 

Roy managed to smile, and slowly shook his head. "Thank you, Kyo. I'm flattered. But not right now. I don't think this is the right moment for me." 

"We've got to go anyway, Ki," Tami said, looking at Roy's face. "Roy is still recovering. We'll see you again soon." 

Roy finished his drink and stood, the last of his glass vanishing in his hand. Kyo walked up to him and hugged him tightly, then let her hands drop across his back to touch his ass. "I'm taking that as a promise," she whispered. 

* * * 

"So what's wrong?" Tami asked, as they walked through the hab's artificial garden. The light had turned slightly orange and grown dimmer, and the air felt as that of late afternoon. 

"I..." Roy began. 

"I can see you like her," she said. "And I know you probably want her, too. Don't you, Roy? Aren't you just dying to fuck that perfect ass of hers?" She smiled. "It's alright to say it, Roy. You won't hurt anyone by admitting it. Remember that we have very little in the way of jealousy here. Yes, long term one-on-one relationships are still fairly common, but both inside and outside of them most people are very free and casual about sharing pleasure." She put his hand on his ass and squeezed. "The fact that we've had some sex together and that I'm hoping to have a lot more with you before today is over doesn't mean a thing. You're totally free to be interested in anyone you like." 

Roy slowly nodded. "I'm still getting used to that," he said. 

Tami looked at him. "Understandable. But that's not all, is it?" 

Roy only shook his head. 

"Alright', she said. "Let me make an educated guess, then. You're afraid you'll disappoint her. Right?" 

He thought for a moment, then nodded. 

"You've seen Reesh and Vard," she continued, "and Kyo is obviously not a natural, either. So you expect she'll need a man like Vard to satisfy her, a man with the body of a young god, a cock as large as your arm, and the stamina of a dozen lesser mortals. Is that about it?" 

Roy smiled sheepishly. "Pretty much, yes," he admitted. 

She stopped, turned around, and took his hands in hers. "But you don't need to worry about that, Roy," she said, looking into his eyes. "The thing about being a natural is not to be afraid of your lack of enhancements. Yes, you won't have a superhuman size or stamina and all that. But you can still be an awesome lover. And don't forget that Kyo knows you're a natural. She knew it when she asked you. She won't have any unrealistic expectations." 

She put her arm around his shoulder as they began walking again. "Maybe I will teach you a few things tonight." She looked at him, a slightly mischievous smile on her face. "And there are ways other than body modifications to boost your performance, if you want to try that." 

Roy looked at her curiously. 

"I'm sure there were a few things like that before the war," she said. "Aphrodisiacs, libido enhancers, erection boosters, that sort of thing." 

Roy nodded. "Yes, there were, but they had their limitations. Most of the stuff being sold was little more than quackery. Bogus penis enlargement pills and things like that." 

She smiled. "Well, trust me, we've progressed a little beyond that point. You'll see." 

* * * 

When Tami opened the door, it was almost dark. The room she led them into had the same layout as Kyo's, but there was no door in the back. The walls were mostly hidden by a variety of plants growing in long, low containers standing at the edge of the floor. The overall effect was pleasant, and the air was cool and fresh. 

She pushed a button on the panel by the counter, and the chairs began to melt. They sagged, shrank, and finally reduced themselves to a puddle that gradually covered itself with the grass-like material that stretched across the floor. Then, in the middle of the room, the floor began to bulge and then raise up. The bulge resolved itself into a disc about two feet in height. The green covering slowly disappeared from across its surface. 

"Before you ask, it's a type of memory plastic," Tami said. "I asked Kyo before we left because I knew you'd want to know." She smiled. "Apparently the plastic has some sort of molecular memory which allows it to resume several shapes depending on what type of energy the room feeds into it." She smiled. "Or so she tells me. I'm not sure about the details." 

She turned and put her arms around him. "But right now we have more interesting things to do, lover," she said softly. "Tonight it's just you and me." 

She held her face up to him. As Roy bent down to kiss her, her mouth opened to meet his. Their tongues met and explored each other in a gentle dance, full of promise of things to come. She moved her hands down and squeezed his ass, pulling him close so that his groin met hers. His arms had found their way around her back, her breasts pressing into his chest, her nipples against his skin. 

She pulled him down with her onto the raised platform. It was nothing like he expected. Where the chairs had felt pleasant and warm against his skin, this was an entirely different sensation. It felt a little bouncy and springy, like a mattress, but infinitely more comfortable. It was like he was sitting on a cloud rather than on a bed. When he looked down, he saw that their bodies were floating just above the white surface. 

"Huh?" he managed. 

"Repulsor field," Tami said. "Kyo said something about a gravity planer and a pinch field. I forget exactly." She pushed him down on his back and straddled him, then bent down to kiss him again, more forcefully this time. "But all of that can wait, Roy," she whispered. "Right now, I want you." 

Roy raised his arms and put his hands on her breasts. He gently lifted those lovely, soft orbs, feeling their weight in his palms. She moaned softly as he started to caress the smooth, soft skin, tracing the round curves. Her nipples began to harden as he rubbed them with his thumbs. Her fingernails gently scratched his chest. 

She reached down and took his swelling cock in her hand. She stroked up and down along his shaft, and he felt himself grow hard under her fingers. They kissed again, and her tongue was hot in his mouth. 

Then she started to move down, kissing his throat, his chest, nibbling his nipples with her teeth. Further and further down she moved, across his stomach, pausing briefly to let her tongue play with his belly button. Then her lips touched his pubic hair. 

She took his hard cock in her hands and let the head slip into her mouth, slowly pushing down on him. He felt her soft, wet lips touch the crown of his head and he gasped as they closed around it. She took him further and further into the warm wetness of her mouth, and her tongue played skillfully across the tip of him. She gently pulled down on the skin of his shaft to enhance his pleasure, and he moaned softly. Her fingers played with his balls as she began to bob her head up and down, caressing the engorged head of his hard cock with her mouth. Her tongue licked the sensitive underside of him as he slid out of her, licked the slit, then played around his crown as she pushed him back in again. Then she began to suck, gently, and he felt his hips start to move involuntarily to match her rhythm. She sucked harder, and he felt his pleasure rise. 

"Tami..." he gasped. "Slowly... Slowly..." 

"Hmm hmm," she replied, and he felt the vibrations surge through his cock. 

"If you go on like this... you'll make me cum..." he managed. 

Tami let him slip out of her mouth, looked up to him, and smiled. "Good," she said softly. "I want you to. I want you to cum in my mouth." 

She bent down again and he felt himself slip back into the warm wetness. She sucked harder now, more insistently, and her hand on his hard shaft pumped up and down to match the bobbing of her head. Her fingers played with his balls. Roy reached out and put his hands in her hair, gently stroking her scalp. 

He felt the pressure build at the base of his shaft. His pleasure rose and rose, and his breath came fast. He balls felt tight. Then the delicious feeling of the onset of his climax surged through him, and he let out a long, loud moan. She redoubled her efforts, pumping his shaft faster, and then she sucked him hard. 

And his orgasm hit him like a freight train. 

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaooooooohhhhhh!" he grunted. Pleasure burst from the head of his cock as he came, his body shuddering as he ejaculated into her mouth, one spurt after another. She continued to hold him, suck him, milk him until she had sucked the last drop from him before she let him slip out of her mouth and swallowed. She licked the head of his cock to catch the last of his cum. Then she looked up and smiled. 

"Did you enjoy that as much as I did?" she asked. 

Roy didn't answer. He lay back with his eyes half closed, panting, savoring the post-orgasmic bliss. Eventually his breathing slowed and he opened his eyes. 

"Wow..." was all he could say. 

She gave his cock, flaccid now, a last kiss and pushed herself up to him. He put his arms around her and pulled her close to kiss her. He could taste his own cum on her lips. Somehow it aroused him immensely. 

Still holding her in his arms he rolled over. It was a strange sensation, because the repulsor field that kept them floating just above the surface of the bed was immensely comfortable, but also more or less frictionless. The result was that they spun around rather than rolled over. In any case, it got Roy where he wanted to be: on top of her. He kissed her again, their tongues playing with each other slowly, languidly. 

Roy moved his hands to her breasts, and started to caress those soft, sweet orbs with the palms of his hands. He took her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and gently squeezed them, then started to roll them around. He felt them harden further under his touch. She moaned softly. 

He pushed her legs apart with his knees and reached down to stroke the inside of her thigh. She sighed and spread her legs wider. He slowly moved his hand up, caressing her skin, until he came to the soft folds between the apex of her thighs. They were sopping wet. His finger slipped between her pussy lips almost of its own accord, dipping deep into the smooth, velvety nectar that filled her. He inserted a second finger effortlessly and began to probe her most intimate folds. She moaned again, louder this time. Again his mouth met hers. Their kiss was long and intense, his tongue exploring hers, one hand playing with her nipple, the other with her pussy. He carefully moved his fingers in an out of her, feeling her become even wetter. He moved his hand upwards until his fingers found her clit. She gasped as the tips of his fingers touched her pleasure button and slowly began to stroke it. 

He broke their kiss and moved his lips down, kissing her chin, her neck, her collarbone. His lips touched the upper edge of her breast and began to kiss along the outline of it, nibbling her skin, teasing her with the tip of his tongue. He circled her breast with his mouth, lifting it with his hand while he kissed the sensitive underside. Then he slowly moved in and traced the outline of her areola with the tip of it with his tongue. He continued to tease her, licking around her nipple, closing in on that hard bud ever so slowly. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, his tongue grazed that sensitive center, and a long, low moan escaped her. He took her nipple between his lips and clamped down on it, the tip of his tongue rubbing its tip. 

"Ooooohhhhhh... Yes, yesss..." she muttered. Her back arched involuntarily with the intensity of the sensation. He began to suck, feeling her nipple harden even further in his mouth, playing with it, pleasuring her with his tongue. His fingers continued to rub her clit, more insistently now, and she lifted her hips to meet him. He moved his mouth to her other nipple and gently nibbled on it, sucked it, caressed it with his tongue. His fingertip gently stroked the stem of her clit, then pulled up the hood, exposing the hard, swollen tip of it. Ever so carefully he touched the tip of that sensitive nubbin with his fingers, and she shuddered again. 

"Yes, yes... Go on, go on..." she moaned. He began to pull the hood of her clit up and down, up and down, and she moaned again, loudly this time. He felt her body tense up, as she got closer, closer... Then, finally, when he felt the moment had come, he gently bit down on her nipple, sucking hard, while he plunged two fingers into her soaking pussy. He put his thumb on the tip of her hard, exposed clit, gently but deliberately, and very lightly stroked it,, once, twice... 

The muscles in her legs and belly suddenly grew as taut as cables. Her eyes clamped shut and her face contorted. Then he felt her pussy clamp down on his fingers like a vice as she came. 

"OoooooOOOOHHHH!! YES! YES! YES! OOOOOOHHH!!" 

Her back arched as a massive orgasm swept through her. "Oooohh! Oooohh! Oooohh!" She shuddered with the intensity of her climax. A spurt of her warm, slick juices gushed out of her pussy and washed over his hand. "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!" she panted, her face red and hair disheveled as she came and came under his hands and mouth. 

Finally her orgasm subsided, and she lay there, her eyes closed, her face flushed and covered in sweat, her breath slowly calming down. He took his hand from between her legs, moved up, and gently kissed her face. She smiled, and he kissed her again. He let her enjoy the moment to the full. Finally she sighed. 

"Oh, Roy... That was a really good one," she whispered. She opened her eyes. "Thank you." 

Roy smiled back at her. "We're not done yet," he said softly. "Not by far." 

"I was hoping you'd say that." 

"Are you ready for more?" he asked. 

She nodded. "Always, lover," she whispered. 

Roy moved down along her body, briefly pausing to plant a tender kiss on each of her nipples. He gently spread her thighs and bent down between them, until his lips nuzzled the short, soft curls, then further down until they touched her soaking pussy, which clearly showed her continued arousal. Her inner pussy lips were engorged, and they flowered open invitingly. A thick drop of her sweet nectar flowed out of the opening between her pussy lips and ran down between her buttocks. He followed it with the tip of his finger, tracing the slick wetness between her cheeks until he found the tight, puckered little hole hiding there. He began to rub around it. 

He licked along the inside of her pussy lips, drinking in her copious juices. She tasted sweet and slightly tangy. Then he moved his mouth upward until he felt her hard little clit under the tip of his tongue. She shuddered. 

"Ohhhh, yessss... Right there..." she whispered. 

He began to lick around her engorged clit, slowly, carefully. His fingertip spread the wetness that had run between her buttocks around her tight little hole. He pushed, gently, carefully, and he felt her rear passage, slick with her own juices, open up to him. When the tip of his finger slipped into her, he put his tongue on the bud of her hard clit and sucked. 

"Oooooohhhhhh!" She gasped. "Yes..." 

Roy lifted the hood of her clit with this other hand to expose the sensitive head even further, and began to move his tongue across it ever so gently. She began to pant. He moved his finger in an out of her slick rear passage to match the rhythm of his tongue on her clit. 

"Don't stop, don't stop..." she pleaded. 

Roy was only too happy to oblige. His finger began to move faster, gently fucking her from behind. With each careful stroke he entered her deeper, until he was in almost all the way He kept his mouth on her clit and continued to caress it with the tip of his tongue, a little bit firmer and more insistent now. With the fingers he spread her pussy lips, then pushed his index and middle fingers into her. She was hot and wet. He began to move his fingers in and out of her pussy. Then he settled down in a comfortable rhythm, fingering her front and back, his tongue caressing her clit, which seemed to have become even harder now. Her breath came faster and faster. 

"Hmm... Yeeessssss... Going to cum..." she moaned. Roy felt how her body began to tense up again. His fingers pumped in and out of her even faster, front and back, his hands slick with her juices. His shoulders began to ache with the strain, but he ignored it as her arousal began to peak. He pushed his face down onto her even further and, with her clit in his mouth, he sucked sharply, the tip of his tongue rubbing that hard, sensitive nub. 

Suddenly she clamped his head in the vise of her thighs. Her sphincter squeezed his finger. A flood of her juices gushed out of her, and he felt her pussy begin to contract rhythmically around his fingers as she came. 

"OOOOOOOAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!! OOOOH!! OOOOOH! OOOOoohhhhh!! she screamed. Her body began to thrash as the violence of her climax tore through it. He continued to pump his fingers in and out of her to prolong her orgasm, sucking her clit in the same rhythm. She continued to cum, her pussy spasming around his fingers. 

"Oooohhhhhh... Ohhhhhh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" Her back arched. "Ooohh!"