5 comments/ 26483 views/ 20 favorites Interstellar Colony Wife By: cuckoldwriter The primitive hut was a long ways from their technology integrated Orbital tower apartment back on Earth. It lacked all modern conveniences and served only to provide it occupants with the most rudimentary of shelter from the elements. The same went for the food which was strewn on bark plates around the fire pit - a simple collection of meat, fruits, nuts, legumes and vegetables, all of which were served without the aid of automated culinary units or even eating utensils. And then there was the state of the attire - roughly cleaned and dried skins and reeds harked back to a mythical bygone era of cave men living in the wilds. That wasn't too far from the reality for Debra and her husband Mike on the planet Norca. The primitive new home of humanity. In the 24th Century, Earth was in a state of near perpetual environmental, social and economic decline. It's role as the cradle of humanity had not survived the industrial and technological revolutions, let alone what had been a period of rampant over population. While greater sustainability had returned to Old Earth much of the damage was irreversible. So humanity sort new homes among the stars. Debra moaned involuntarily at the pleasure her body was receiving. The man's lean muscular body, sculpted from months of physical labour and toil was pressed against her ass as he pumped his sizable member into her stimulated pussy from behind. She breathed heavily as his calloused hands groped her large breasts and toyed with her erect nipples. Debra hated the way her body betrayed her as she struggled to come terms with her new life. Debra and her husband had been ecstatic when they were selected for the colonization of Norca. As a xenobotantist, there was no greater application of her skills than to apply them in the field. Her husband Mike was a prospecting geologist originally trained in loose mineral identification and compositional analysis. But his core skills remained highly relevant to the colonisation mission, as the Corps wanted them to move to industrial and technological society as rapidly as possible and that required resources. That had been the theory anyway, reality was veering considerably from the Corps well-articulated but highly theoretical plan. Debra's loud moans drew the attention of her husband Mike. Mike worked just outside the hut, trying to break up and aerate the clay soil in the hopes of planting some of the edible plants Debra had found in her foraging. Mike was not exactly pleased by the circumstances, regularly watching his wife of 8 years being fucked was not what he signed up for. He admitted to himself that it was an erotic sight, his beautiful sexual wife being so thorough sexed. But the fact he could only stand by and watch confirmed his status as a beta male in the community. The Corps had outlined a detailed governance structure, with an administrator and elected council of 5 providing direction to the settlement. But it seemed that a small group of the men had decided that when they arrived, away from the control of the Corps, they would leverage their physical superiority and staged a coup. In one early act of aggressive defiance, the modern leadership structure established by the Corps gave way to an chieftain-based clan structure with all the emphasis on physical capabilities, strength and hunting prowess. Not only had they travelled over 100 light years to reach Norca, apparently their community had travelled back in time to more primitive days as well. Debra screamed as an intense orgasmed cascaded through her body, the man inflicting pleasure upon her with a ruthless efficiency. Debra never imagined that she would sleep with another man than her husband let alone regularly be subject to the attentions of multiple men. The Corps had told them they would have to be flexible to survive on Norca, but she knew this was not what they meant. The Corps had recruited the best in a wide range of fields with the hope of allowing the colonists with the best chance for survival. They would only have their wits if they were to survive, for nothing, not even clothes on their backs survived the Vunnelling through space and time to Norca. And so the 100 colonists - 65 men and 35 women arrived on the surface of the planet, naked and exposed for the first time to a different atmosphere and a different sun. The man withdrew themselves from Debra's pussy and rolled her over onto her back before entering her pussy once again. She suddenly found face to face with the Chief of the tribe, Ombo. Ombo was a large muscular black man with two PHDs in applied fauna management. He was part hunter, part a academic and with that role had come considerable power in the early days. Backed by a cadre of other large single men, Ombo actively defied the Corps appointed administrator, Joseph and allocated food how he saw fit. With no recourse to stop Ombo and his increasingly violent band, Joseph quickly relinquished control to Ombo when physically threatened. Only the intervention of Joseph's wife Sarah and her public copulations with Ombo saved her husband's life. Ombo rough sexing of Sarah effectively undermined the sanctity of all the couples in the group. Suddenly otherwise faithful wives and conservative single women were offering themselves sexually to Ombo and his band in return for the spoils of their successful hunting trips. Even after 20 minutes of fucking, Debra continued to struggle with the size of Ombo's cock. His cock was well over 10 inches and very thick making it more than double that of her husband. The nakedness of the colonists upon their arrival revealed to every woman some considerable variations in the equipment of their male counterparts. And as the community reverted to a hunter gathered society, with the emphasis on the physical, the smaller men in the community suddenly found themselves to be second class citizens with no recourse against the encroachment on their wives by the Chief and his cadre of alpha males. Mike was one such man. Debra had not been one of the wives to offer herself to the Chief and his warriors as the called themselves. Her skills and training had allowed her and her husband to become self-sufficient in terms of food within days, before the coup and transition. This had had not gone unnoticed however and when Ombo had taken over and all vestiges of Corps structure were destroyed, he gave Debra a simple ultimatum - submit to him and his warriors sexually and in terms of her skills or they would kill Mike. Debra had been horrified by the threat generally hoping to remain beyond the power struggles of the moment. But it had been a foolish thought and so like Sarah she acquiesced for the sake of her husband. Debra was a beautiful woman who had always attracted the attentions of men. Her heart shaped face was adorned by naturally golden locks. Her big brown eyes, button nose and full lips gave her a feline quality that had long been the standard for beauty. But it was her body that garnered the most attention. She had a very large bust with rosy pink nipples that complimented her milky white skin. She had maintained a flat stomach and a firm ass from regular exercise and her wide hips made gave her a distinctive hour glass figure. Her looks had always made her shy but during those early days on Norca when she was naked she quickly had to come to terms with the fact that not only was her husband no longer the only man to see her nude form. Now he was also no longer alone in sharing in its pleasures. Debra noted the relaxed look on Ombo's face as pistoned his impressive member into her. Ombo turned and looked outside to where Mike worked. Debra saw that Mike had stopped to watch the action, whether out of titillation or sense of resignation but upon seeing Ombo watching him he quickly returned to work. Debra loved her husband but seeing such obvious submissiveness on the part of Mike made her feel increasingly sexually attracted to Ombo. She hated to think that female sexual attraction was so easily explained by such base emotions but she could not deny the feelings she had. So she leaned up and kissed the Chief, deciding to, at least for that moment, embrace her circumstances and its pleasures much to Ombo's surprise and her husband's dismay. Ombo finally approached orgasm. He pumped furiously into Debra's highly stimulated body causing her pleasure to peak and orgasms to roll through her. She simply focused on holding on to consciousness with all her might as the large muscular man relentlessly used her body. Never before had she experienced such heightened pleasure. Under such sustained orgasm, a part of her questioned why she had denied herself this for all those years back in society on Earth. Knowing now how submissive her husband was at heart, he would have been unlikely to protest if she chose to take on a number of lovers during their marriage. The one thing she wished however was that her sexual awakening had been on her terms and not part of some violent power play that had already claimed lives. Norca was proving to be a dangerous and deadly place to live. 120 light years away from the nearest medical facility, the colonist had only the most basic of first aid to treat any ailments. And their newly physical lifestyle made accidents and injuries a common occurrence. Unfortunately, the Chief and his band or warriors had added to the danger and so far 5 people had died. It was a sombre reminder of their vulnerability on Norca, which further reinforced Ombo's power base. After several minutes of furious pumping, Debra finally felt the man's cum shoot into her. Shot after shot or milky white cum filled her pussy and womb. She had not doubt that if she wasn't already pregnant she soon would be. She knew that was part of the Corps plan, so that the population to grow and humanity prosper. But Debra had assumed it would be by her husband. Instead, her and almost half the women in the tribe were being regularly fucked by the chief and his warriors and it was them who would sure the next generation. Ombo moaned as he finished cumming before slumping over Debra's used body. She found the contrast in their skin color to be very attractive and intentionally wrapped her arms around his large shoulders. After several moments, Ombo raised himself off Debra and smiled down at her. He was very handsome, Debra thought, she certainly could have been in a less fortunate position. "you're my new favourite," Ombo declared. Debra felt a wave of pride wash over her, which she immediately chastised herself about. She had held out so long against the Chief's advances, succumbing only when her husband's life was threatened. Now she was proud of the fact the man who threatened her husband enjoyed fucking her above all others! Norca had changed her and as of yet she couldn't tell I'd it was for the better or worse. Ombo removed himself from inside Debra and without further small talk simply left. Mike, who had been spending an inordinate amount of time ploughing the patch of dirt just outside their hut immediate walked over to Debra. Their she lay, on a dirt covered animal skin, the Chief's cum leaking from her well used pussy. "I hate it here," Mike declared sullen at his circumstances, as he surveyes his wife's well fucked body. Debra smiled understandingly, knowing her husband was doing it tough. "I don't know," Debra responded, "I don't think it's that bad. You just have to get used to it, just like I'm trying to." Mike went to protest but he knew it was folly. There was nothing he could do to change his situation. "You had better get back to ploughing before Ombo sees you." Mike sighed with resignation, clearly depressed by recent events and returned to his labours. Debra remained on the ground and mused about Ombo's big cock and muscular body, wondering how long it would be until he paid her another visit.