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Planetfall Ch. 01

By: wildehafer



"Prepare for warp transition."

The sultry, sexy female voice of the ship's computer sang softly, almost like a Siren calling out to the crew.

Richard Jensen strapped himself in firmly to the well cushioned seat. He hated these transitions. Warp travel got you places, but putting your body through these episodes almost countered the desire to ever want see the galaxy in this way.

"Warp transition in ten seconds. Prepare for normal space time. Nine, eight." the voice of Sylvia, as the computer was affectionately known dispassionately counted down the inevitable.

Richard closed his eyes and started to exhale completely. He had been taught this was the best method of countering the mind numbing effects of warp transition. There was no drug to ease it. He was the ship's Chief Medical Doctor and Science Officer. He knew there was nothing. It wasn't a physical condition, or even a mental one. They had said it was the readjustment of the body to the shift in the quantum space time continuum. It only lasted as long as the transition. That split second always seemed to last a lifetime.

"Three, two, one..."

He gripped the armrests and tensed his whole body against the expected onslaught. Nature did not disappoint. He felt as is his whole being were being flung out to the stars. Kaleidoscopic colours swam in his head and the universe reeled in every direction at once.

Suddenly it was over. No sense of nausea. A bit of giddiness, but everything was normal as it had been a moment ago. Maybe he was getting used to it.

Sylvia announced their arrival with the usual dispassion, "Normal space time achieved. Systems nominal. Impulse power at one hundred and ten percent. Post transition sequence initiated."

He breathed a sigh of relief. Another jump over. Travelling at nearly thirty percent of the speed of light on impulse seemed like a stroll in the park compared to the jump. He remembered his first year at university and the lessons in basic warp theory. Nothing could exceed the speed of light. Those theories had held for hundreds of years, however nothing said space couldn't be bent, folded like a piece of paper so one could punch through from one layer to the other in a short cut that would take hours or days at the most when normal light would take years the long way around.

So man had left the confines of his home planet and gone to the stars, but as civilisations had always grown, so had they fallen and the time between the first stellar explorers to now was no exception.

"Doctor Jensen," a deep commanding male voice sounded in his ears. "To the bridge please."

Richard responded immediately, "On my way Captain."

Quickly looking around the medical bay to check everything was in place, he unstrapped himself and proceeded to the inter-deck lift.

"Bridge please Sylvia," he asked, for some reason always saying please. He knew she, it, was a computer, but somehow it didn't seem right to just rudely demand.

Sylvia's voice purred back at him, "Yes Doctor Jensen."

The lift door closed and swiftly took him up to the command center.

"Ah! Doctor!" the smiling face of Captain Eric Wainwright greeted him as he looked up from his command desk on the bridge. "How was the transition? Getting used to it now?"

Eric Wainwright was the commander of the research spaceship Bountiful. It was a small scientific research vessel on a three year mission to explore parts of the galaxy that by accounts of the old records may have housed earlier explorers. Since many of the records were missing or destroyed to some extent, the mission was one of hit and miss in many cases.

The ship held a crew of about fourty comprising various scientists of various disciplines: astrobiology, planetary, stellar, geology and so on. The non scientists made up the various functions of the ship from officers to crew. Some of the scientists joined the expedition as couples, Richard being no exception. His own young wife, Jane, was a warp engine specialist. She was assigned the task of managing the warp engines and tuning them with complex mathematical models through the quantum computer. She was brilliant in her field and disarmingly attractive too. 

"A little I think Captain," Richard replied trying to shake the memories of the event from his head. He knew that the seasoned jumpers could go through the transitions standing up, barely feeling the effects. He felt it would be a long time before he was at that stage.

"Come over here," the Captain motioned to him. "Interesting system we have here. Came up with some signals at the last moment before the scheduled jump so I changed course and decided to investigate before we resume our regular track. Sorry I didn't consult you about it, but you were occupied in the medical bay and we had a very short window to move on. Jane barely managed to complete the calculations for the new course in time."

He pointed to a map, "G class star, nothing unusual really and would have been missed apart from the very faint signal. It's gone now, but we picked it up about one hundred light years out so it was most likely on it's last legs a century ago. Midshipman, give us a system overview."

We looked up at the forward screen as the midshipman punched some buttons on his console and bought a schematic of the stellar system we had just entered into view.

"See, there," Eric pointed, "Just past the sixth planet, the gas giant. See that planet there, the seventh one?"

"Yes," Richard answered peering closely at the display.

"Easy to miss because it's masked by the gas giant, but that's the only habitable planet in the system. Earth sized, maybe point nine of a gee, breathable atmosphere, water vapour, moderate temperature, stable orbit." He looked at Richard. "What do you think."

Richard pondered for a moment. "Satisfies all the criteria. You think there's life down there?"

"That's what we're going to find out Richard. Might have something more than rocks to look at yet!!" he laughed. They had already spent eighteen months on the mission and drawn a blank on every destination.

"Pilot!" the Captain barked. "Take us into orbit around the seventh planet."

"Aye captain," the young midshipman answered.

They watched the view of the planet on the screen getting bigger by the minute. The ship's computer had by now reduced their speed to a fraction of that of light so they could manoeuvre safely.

Sylvia's voice broke in on the spectators, "Captain, there is a ring of rocky debris circling the planet. I recommend a close orbit inside of it."

"Make it so Sylvia," the Captain answered.

Sylvia continued, "Commencing orbital insertion. Prepare for thrust braking."

The ship turned on it's length as it approached the planet and then fired it's heavy thrusters till it had slowed to the correct speed.

"Equatorial orbit established at three hundred kilometers. All systems nominal."

"We'll hold a briefing in two hours with all the scientific staff. Meantime we'll let Sylvia do a preliminary survey and report the results to us then," the Captain informed the bridge crew. "Sylvia, inform all relevant personnel."

"Aye Captain," the disembodied voice replied.

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Two days later the scientists were grouped around their table for another update.

"Well ladies and gentleman," Richard said addressing the assembled group, "I think we can precis the results to date. We have established the planet below, as yet unnamed as a potential harbour for human life. It is within the correct range for temperature, atmospheric constituents, free flowing water and potentially habitable land masses. Radiation is low and the gravity at zero point nine three of a gee.

He paused a moment before continuing. "We have established the presence of plant life, quite abundant even reaching to the poles, which are unfrozen. Early this morning a stratospheric probe discovered what appears to be animal life."

There was hushed, but excited talk amongst some of the scientists. "As of yet we have not identified the extent of these lifeforms, but they appear to range in size from large, even massive quadrupeds or hexiped creatures to possibly much smaller animals. We don't yet have the optical resolution to determine that until we fly lower and get the advanced scope operational. There is no reason not to expect the lifeforms to cover the habitable surface and by extension, the seas of the planet.

"Unfortunately, we have not yet discovered human life, but we have a lead that I discovered this morning in the archive that may help us to determine if it exists, or did exist on the planet below."

Now there was an excited hum from the scientists and Richard had to speak louder.

"As you already know, we received an extremely faint signal about one hundred light years from this system, which now no longer transmits, assuming it wasn't an echo off an intervening nebula which is a possibility. From my investigations however, and trying to tie leads together, it appears that this system was considered for colonisation about nine hundred years ago."

The hum turned to visible surprise and excitement with some of them voicing it loudly.

Richard patted his hand in the air to hush them up. "Yes, about the time of the first wave and with two breakdowns in civilisation since then there isn't much of the record available. However, a preliminary survey was done and then there isn't any further mention. So, it is possible that it was colonised. Whether it survived the last nine centuries, we'll that's now for us to discover. Based on this new information I will be sending a probe on an ordered flight pattern. I have Sylvia computing the most likely areas for habitation and the optimum search pattern. It may take days or weeks. In the meantime we will continue our analysis of the data gathered. I'm sure you will all be very busy."

The group suddenly broke out into questions from all at once and he was hard pressed to answer what he could before terminating the meeting so they could get back to work.

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"Jane!" Richard called out as he entered their cabin, the door silently opening to let him through before closing automatically behind him.

"Yes darling!" She came out of the en-suite barefoot and wearing a small nightie. Richard whistled at her.

"God, are you a sight for sore eyes! All I've seen all day are figures, figures and figures!"

She smiled sexily and posed her lithe body at him, the curves barely hidden by the sheer material. "How about thirty six, twenty three, thirty four?" as she ran her hands down her sides and pouted at him.

He growled in his throat, "They're the only figures that count! Come here baby!"

She slinked forward into his arms and rested her head on his chest as they hugged.

"You heard the news?" he asked.

"It's all over the ship! There are people down there?"

"Yes baby, we found the colony."

"Do you know more yet?" she probed, trying to get some advance information.

"Very little. It's low tech. Population unknown. We'll focus the advanced scope on it and study the site in more detail tomorrow. For now, all I want to do is make love to the girl that spins my head."

She laughed, "I know you hate warp jumps honey. Maybe I'll discover a formula that makes the transitions easier, but for now I can spin your head some other way perhaps."

Saying this she slid to her knees and unzipped his pants. Putting her hand into the opening she expertly fished his limp member out and popped the head into her hungry mouth.

"Ahhhhh! Fuck that's nice baby. You suck cock so well. Who would ever think you tinker with warp engines?"

She pushed more of his growing cock into her mouth and looked up at him with innocent brown eyes only able to answer him with her throat gripping his bloating glans.

Richard hummed as she fellated him with finesse. She knew she could make him spurt his load into her sucking mouth easily, but her pussy ached to have his manhood thrusting into her soft tight tunnel. Their work schedules over the last few days had kept them apart and now they both felt the need for each other's body.

Jane withdrew her face from his groin, letting the saliva drip from his raging erection. She stood up and went to the bed, kneeling on the edge and putting her shoulders to the mattress. Her tight backside pointed right at him. Reaching back with one hand she pulled the panties covering her mound aside.

"Fuck me baby, take me now and fuck me hard!" she purred sexily.

Richard needed no further encouragement and stepping out of his pants walked over to the bed and the hot, wet pussy that presented itself to him at groin height. Without hesitation he placed his bulbous knob against the soft entrance to her sex and pushed in. The hot tightness enveloped his glans immediately causing him to groan. Jane joined him and wiggled her hips trying to draw the thick rod further in.

He grabbed her hips and pushed his long fat shaft into the sucking wetness of her sex, the hot folds of her inner flesh giving way reluctantly to the invading organ. He revelled in the feeling of being buried completely inside his young wife's pussy and soon began to thrust in and out. Long, slow movements that started to build in pace as Jane reached a hand under her belly and rubbed her clit as the thick cock started to hammer into her yielding cunt.

"Oh! Fuck baby! I'm going to cum!" Richard grunted, feeling the spasm in his loins that preceded a climax.

"Yes! Fuck me!" she panted in ecstatic reply. "Fill my tight little pussy with cum! Fill it baby!"

He grunted again, feeling the walls of her sweet pussy gripping his shaft as he swelled within her confines.

"Oh GOD!" he cried and shuddered as a huge jet of hot semen spurted from his cock and into his wife. Five more spasms shook him as he exploded deep into her pussy. As he did, Jane's hand finally triggered her own orgasm and simultaneously they climaxed together.

Richard's knees gave out and he slumped forward, resting them on the bed between her parted legs. She looked so erotic like this; bent over with his cock filling her swollen pussy. When he pulled it from her he would watch the semen run from her gaping hole into her hand with which she would catch the sticky fluid before transferring it to her mouth and lick clean. He knew why he loved his little warp slut so much.

A little later that night, when they had recovered somewhat, they made love; slow, gentle love now that the frantic urge had been satisfied. He ate her out and then came in her again twice more in pleasure filled hours that bought them both more climaxes. 

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"Jeremy," Richard called to the astrobiologist next to him, "have a look at this. I've enhanced the image somewhat."

Richard was using the advanced optical scope to magnify the human habitation below them. It was difficult work as cloud cover would intervene and their orbit only gave them a limited viewing time on each pass.

"Umm, yes," he murmured. "Yes, it's the village. Buildings, people, domesticated animals. Looks normal. What am I looking for?"

"What don't you see Jeremy?" he asked quizzically.

"What do you mean 'What I don't see'?"

"Look at the people. What do you see and then what don't you see?"

Jeremy scrutinised the screen, zooming in to maximum magnification and trying to discern the difference Richard was cryptically pointing out. The optics allowed incredible detail even from this height. Individual facial features could almost be made out.

"Well, I see a girl sitting, another, no make that two walking nearby. Another few girls about ten meters away. Some women at a table, making something perhaps. Some other women at another table. There's a few carts with people, no that's women driving them. There's a...." his voice died away.

Richard quickly punched a few buttons. "We don't have long before it goes on this orbit, but have a look at this area about three kilometers away."

Jeremy's eyes locked onto the scene, eyes flitting from one person to another.

His voice was hushed as the image faded and the craft slid over the horizon, "There are no men!"

"Exactly!" Richard exclaimed.

Jeremy's brain suddenly went into a whir, "We have to validate this. Lock down the co-ordinates of every habitation location, get Sylvia to identify, record and track every humanoid on every pass till we can get enough data to collate and analyse."

They spent the next three days in shifts gathering the data then poured over the results, compiling them into an obvious and stark result. An emergency meeting was held, much to the annoyance of those scientists who had just gone to bed until they heard what Richard had to say.

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"Gentlemen! Ladies! Please, some quiet!" Richard's raised voice and hands pleaded to the gathered crowd. It had an effect and quickly decorum was established.

"I'm sorry for calling this unscheduled meeting and disturbing your work or sleep or other activity, but we have made a significant discovery that I feel needs to be shared immediately."

He went on to outline their investigation, the data they had gathered and their analysis.

"In short, we do not find any evidence of males in the population under study."

Stunned silence greeted him so he added the final finding, "In addition we find a very low incidence of children. So low in fact that if this selection is representative of the whole community, it may not be able to sustain itself into to near future."

"Preposterous!" one voice shouted. "how can there be no men? The colony wouldn't have survived fifty years without any males to breed with. They should have all been dead centuries ago!"

Another voice piped up, "Perhaps the men are kept elsewhere, or this area is a females only enclave."

There was laughter, "Haha, yes, tied up in the houses and treated as sex slaves!"

"Or maybe they have a sperm bank established from their initial landing and are maintaining their population from that." came another suggestion.

Another voice countered, "You've seen the data, it's a level zero technology. There is no evidence of any major manufacturing, power generation or large scale infrastructure. How would they keep it maintained? I doubt the sperm would survive centuries in any case."

The discussion and arguments continued for an hour until finally Richard bought it to a halt.

"Well, one thing is for sure, we won't solve the problem debating the issue up here. We will need to establish contact, which is a whole other issue before we can get to the bottom of this."

The room quickly dissolved into further debate over what Richard had just said and he left the meeting to wrap up his findings before finally getting some rest.

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Richard lay naked on his back his erect cock laying up along his belly. Jane straddled his groin, her wet pussy mashed down on the thick pole, labia hugging it's length as she worked her hips slowly to and fro.

"Mmmmmmm," she hummed, tilting her hips so her clit made contact with his shaft. Moisture seeped from her hole, coating his dick and lubricating her sensuous movements as her vulva massaged the turgid flesh.

"So," she said, grabbing her breasts and rolling her hard nipples between her fingers, "a planet full of women only! Sounds like a man's paradise!"

Richard replied jokingly, "Yeah, maybe they screw his brains out and then eat him afterwards!"

She looked at him, still rubbing her pussy on his cock, "Tempted to go down and find out then?" A sly grin crossed her lips.

"Oh baby! You know you're the only one for me! And anyway it's probably not wise to send any males along on the first contact. We don't know what the reception might be if we add an unknown variable into the mix."


Planetfall Ch. 01



"Well, if you do go I'm going to make sure I've drained these balls of yours completely, just in case you're a little bit tempted!" With that she rose up and quickly slipped his cock into her tight, wet hole and rode him hard. The thought of so many available females to be serviced drove her jealousy which in turn fired her libido into overdrive.

She thrust her body rapidly up and down, feeling the fat cock opening her tight insides and nudge against her cervix on each down stroke. Her pussy throbbed as images of her husband fucking dozens of beautiful virgins on the planet below streamed through her mind.

"Oh God! Fuck!" she grunted. Her long brown hair flew around her head and she gripped her breasts as a climax crashed into her body. She shuddered on top of her husband, trying to plant the head of his cock into her womb as her pussy spasmed heavily on the pole embedded in her.

Richard watched her lose herself on his straining cock. 'God she looked so sexy and erotic,' he thought as she climaxed. As she came off her orgasm she slumped down on him and her rolled her over onto her back and followed to lay on top. Her pussy throbbed hard on his hard flesh and it felt like he had his dick in a hot, tight velvet glove.

His cock pulsed, swelling as it did and pushing against her swollen vagina. He wasn't going to last long as the sensation of his turgid member being held so tightly in her pussy was overwhelming. He loved to fuck her post orgasmic pussy and holding her tight to him, pistioned his hips rapidly into her yielding hole.

She panted in his ear as he continued to ram her young body. Her arms wrapped around him and her legs spread wide to give him maximum access to her womanhood and as she tightened her loins against the invading organ he suddenly jerked and a flood of warm cum filled her deepest recesses. Jane's pussy suddenly became very hot and slippery with the semen spurting against the soft walls in rhythmic spasms.

Too soon, his ecstasy was over and he lay on top her her slender naked body, panting, enjoying the contact of skin on skin and the mutual throbbing of their sex organs melded in their sticky fluids. He stayed within her sweet hole until his cock softened and then rolled off her. Jane snuggled up in the crook of his arm and draped a leg over his legs. She could feel his cum leaking out and over her thigh to run in thin rivers to the sheets below.

"Baby," her voice was soft and sexy.

"Yes honey."

"When we get back to Earth," she was almost whispering now, "I want to get pregnant. I want to have your baby and start a family. Can we do that?"

Richard looked at her as she tilted her head up to look him in the eyes. His hand stroked her pretty face, "Yes," he whispered, "I would very much like that. I love you babe."

She raised up on an elbow and locked her eyes with him. "I love you so much Richard." They locked lips and kissed, tongues twisting around each other in an oral dance till she broke the embrace and turned around on top of him and took his flaccid, slimy cock into her mouth, sucking the mixture of their fluids from it and bringing him to hardness again.

Jane's pussy was directly above Richard's mouth. He could see the still dilated entrance, with his cum leaking out and running over her slightly exposed clit. The delicate folds of her entrance beckoned to him and he pulled her hips down and dug his tongue deep into the sopping hole, licking the sweet flesh, tasting the sex cocktail directly from her pussy. The scent and taste drove into his brain and with her expert fellation he was again hard as rock.

She reared up on his face and shifted her hips forwards slightly. He knew what she wanted. His tongue lashed over her puckered anal ring causing her to sigh in pleasure.

Jane felt the tongue enter her most private place, probing and opening it. Her heart started to pound in her chest at the sensation. Nothing felt quite as extraordinary as a tongue licking and probing her anal hole. Now she need more and she reluctantly pulled her backside from his face and positioned her loins over the hard cock, ready to impale her again.

Rising up she reached between her legs and positioned the huge knob against her small, wet puckered hole and lowered herself down slowly. Her ass resisted momentarily then suddenly opened and his knob and the first inch of his shaft slid past the tight sphincter which held fast around the invading pole.

"Aghhhhhhh! Your arse is so tight baby!" He held her cheeks apart and watched his cock slide effortlessly into his wife's tight bowel slowly and surely as she relaxed and lowered her self down on him.

"Oh god Richard! You feel so huge in me. Fuck this feels nice!" She began raising and lowering her body, absorbing the incredible sensations as the fat meat pole stretched her anus wide and plunged all the way into her bowels.

Leaning forward she rested on her hands between his legs and worked her hips rhythmically, increasing the pace gradually and getting his cock to stroke just at the right spot inside her ass.

"Jesus baby!" Richard groaned, "I don't think I can last much longer!" The pressure on his glans was overwhelming as her bent forward position forced it to stroke hard up against the back wall of her tight passage.

"Come with me baby!" she cried. "Cum in my tight little arse!" her hand plunged down between his legs and gently grasped his testicles. Holding them in her hand she circled the scrotum above his orbs with thumb and forefinger and pulled gently on the package. She knew this would heighten his climax incredibly.

Richard felt his balls being pulled down by her hand, stretching the skin over his cock till it felt as though the organ would burst. His cock swelled and the first contraction of sperm from his loins made all the more intense as his balls fought to draw upwards against the pull of her hand.

Jane panted with the effort of her ass on his suddenly expanding cock and the rising climax. "Fuck! Fuck! Cum in me baby! Cum. AGHHHHHHHHHHH!" she cried as her anus pulsed and she felt his cock explode the hot sticky fluid into her backside. She dissolved into a universe of orgasmic bliss as the jets of cum blasted into her abused bowel, drenching them with an almost soothing effect.

Shuddering uncontrollably, her hand still gripped his testicles, seemingly squeezing the last of the sperm from them into her. Finally she collapsed and released his spent package, her anus still throbbing on his cock, her sphincter clamped tight around the base, keeping him hard within her.

They lay in that position till they both recovered and then snuggled together on the bed satiated and drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.

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Richard looked at the clock on the ship's bridge. "Captain, if you will excuse me I have some medical business to attend to for a few hours."

"Fine Doctor, take your time, everything is under control here," came the serious, but friendly reply.

He departed and left the bridge to it's duties of maintaining it's orbit and general science observations of the planet and surrounding space.

The ship continued orbiting the planet, skirting just inside the ring of debris that circled the planet as far out as ten thousand kilometers. The ring appeared to have been left over from the planet formation, an unmade moon most likely. Had it formed properly it would have been the third moon circling the green and blue jewel below. The ring, as beautiful as it might appear from space or the ground was dangerous. The ship ran with full deflectors on in case of collision with errant particles and more than once had to change course to avoid larger objects that would have tested the shields to their limit, or beyond.

The craft moved to the sun-ward side, slipping effortlessly through space between the gap that gave them shelter.

Sylvia's voice chimed in, the sultry voice belying the imminent danger. "Captain, sensors have picked up a coronal mass ejection from the star."

The Captain's head snapped up, "ETA, trajectory, mass and energy potential," he barked.

"ETA approximately one hour. Trajectory is head on. Mass, standby..." Sylvia's voice trailed off as the semi sentient device calculated the final values.

"Mass approximately one billion tons. Energy potential moderate. It is expected to weaken due to the head ballooning."

The Captain whistled, "One hour! By god that's fast. We should be on the leeward side of the planet by then so we'll miss the brunt of it."

The Bountiful sailed serenely through the daylight before plunging back to the night side again. The ejecta from the star hit the planet generating beautiful borealis effects on the atmosphere below that were clearly visible from the ship. Many of the scientists and crew made their way to the bridge to view the rare light show.

Inexorably the ship circled the planet and emerged unscathed to the daylight side again.

"Captain," Sylvia's voice intoned gently, "coronal mass ejection detected."

"What!" Eric Wainwright cried leaping from his command chair. "Give me the stats!" The assembled crowd looked at him.

"ETA twenty minutes, trajectory will be a direct hit, mass, standby..."

A minute passed that seemed like an eternity. All eyes now glued to the large view screen.

"Mass approximately five billion tons. The phenomena has formed a bullet shaped head. Energy potential extreme," her voice was impassive, almost seductive in the way it issued a possible death sentence to them all.

"General quarters!" the Captain yelled. "We need to get out of the line of fire. Pilot! Can you steer us out?"

The midshipman's fingers flew over the console as sirens sounded over the ship. "I don't think so Captain, we risk taking the ship into the debris ring."

"Sylvia!" the Captain pleaded, "can we get to the leeward side of the planet."

"Negative Captain, there is insufficient room to manoeuvre."

"Can we position for an emergency warp jump?"

"Negative Captain, the presence of the nearby gas giant forms too great a gravity well. We would be annihilated on transition."

Eric Wainwright groaned in resignation, "God! Why wasn't this picked up on the last orbit?"

Sylvia impassionately gave the facts, "The first ejecta seems to have masked the presence of the faster and narrower profile following plasma stream. The phenomena appears to be unique in the history log of mass ejections of other stars."

The Captains voice intoned over the ship's communications system, "All crew to stations, repeat all crew to stations. We are in the line of a massive stellar plasma that will hit us in less than twenty minutes. We cannot escape it's effect. All non essential systems will be shutdown and all power shunted to the ion shield. All non crew will be confined to quarters till further notice."

Richard looked up from his screen as the sirens blared out, then came the Captains announcement. As the ship's Doctor he was to stay in the medical bay and attend to casualties in emergencies. Suddenly all lighting went off and only the dim emergency lights came on. Systems powered down and the airconditioning cycled to just enough to keep a trickle of fresh air moving.

They waited, all of them, in the dark, listening to Sylvia count down minute by minute the arrival of an event they would never have wished to be in the middle of. No ship had ever been exposed to a space storm of such magnitude. There was no precedent to gauge their likely outcome.

The craft was mid way over the daylight side when the plasma bolt punched through the planet's magnetic field like a bullet through a thin lead plate. The tip penetrated the protective layer of the planet and was absorbed and channelled through the field lines to the poles, but as the bulk of the material followed behind the field lines weakened and collapsed letting a hundred million tons of ionised gas moving at five thousand kilometers a second down into the unprotected space below.

The force of the blast enveloped the tiny spacecraft sending it reeling off course as the discharge overwhelmed the force shields. An errant rock, a piece of unformed moon hurtled towards the disabled ship.

A sudden loud bang tore through the ship and Richard looked around. He was strapped in his seat helpless against the solar onslaught. Sirens wailed as Sylvia's voice announced, "Hull breach, decks one through nine. Initiating containment procedures."

'My god' Richard thought, " The bridge and; oh fuck! Engineering! Jane!" he exclaimed in panic.

He swivelled his chair around and punched up the engine bay. Jane's face appeared, eyes wide with fear.

"Jane! Thank God you're safe! What's happening down there?"

"Richard," her voice held barely controlled panic, "the core has been breached. It's going to go critical!"

"Jane! Get out of there!" he yelled.

Her voice went cold, "Richard, get into the lifeboat. Now! There isn't much time. I'll follow. Go now!"

"Jane! I'll come and get you."

"You can't. The blast doors are closed against the vacuum. Hurry!" her voice was urgent.

He quickly unstrapped the belts and ran over to the lifeboat hatch and pressed the access pad. The door slid away rapidly and he entered the small cabin. There were six couches in the cylindrical craft, three fitted on each side stacked along the inner side. They were contoured for the human body to ease the deceleration stresses on atmospheric reentry.

He left the hatch open in case anyone else came by. Quickly strapping himself in to a couch he pulled a console display from the wall and punched up the engineering section.

Jane was still on screen. "Jane! What are you doing? Get in a lifeboat!"

He could see her hands flying over the keys in front of her. "I'm uploading Sylvia to your lifeboat and the library too. You must get away."

The hatch closed. "Jane, please baby," he pleaded, "please go."

Her resolute voice softened, "Those people down there, you're their only hope Richard. If none others get away in time, you must help them." Tears came to her eyes then. "Hang on baby."

The lifeboat lurched as it decoupled from the ship and then shot out into space.

"I've programmed the colony site into the landing system, you've the best chance of us all."

Richard reached a hand up to the screen and Jane did likewise their fingertips touching over empty space.

"Go, please baby,' tears streamed down his face.

Jane sobbed as her eyes welled with tears, "I love you."

"I love you baby," he answered, choking with emotion. A last look from her and she turned away, the view screen went blank. He quickly selected the external view.

The crippled ship tumbled against the black sky, receding quickly. Suddenly lifeboats popped from the craft, glinting in the sunlight. They were still so close, struggling to make distance. 'God, please let one of them contain Jane,' he prayed.

Minutes passed as more boats sprang out when without warning the craft exploded appearing to engulf everything in a massive fireball and the view screen went blank. The shock wave hit his lifeboat and sent it hurtling even as it started to skim the thin upper atmosphere.

For a brief moment a new sun shone with outstanding brilliance in the sky and a forgotten people looked up at the new event that culminated the appearance magical colours that had beset they sky while a small lifeboat fell unnoticed to the distant planet below.



Planetfall Ch. 02



Authors note: My thanks for your comments, they are inspiring and as you can see lead to greater efforts. Please feel free to email with story suggestions along the sci-fi line or just for private comments.

W.

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Richard Jensen awoke to a gentle light playing on his eyelids. He felt a soft surface under his back and the sloughing of a light breeze through trees. Chimes tinkled distantly in the wind and the smell of fresh country air filled his nostrils.

For a moment he thought he was back at home. He reached to his side to feel for Jane, his wife, but the space was empty, just a soft flat bedcover beneath his hand. Then the recollection; lifeboats popping off a spaceship, a blinding explosion, the terrible descent and crushing force on his chest. Blackness. Confusion, a steep hill, rocks, a blinding pain in his head. Nothingness.

With a start he sat upright in the bed, eyes wide. Pain drove into his skull with a hammer blow and he cried out clutching his head and fell back on to soft covers.

"Oh Fuck" he groaned. "Fuck that hurts!" still clutching his head, eyes screwed up in agony.

He lay like that for a moment, as still as possible, trying to will the pain away and gradually it eased. He felt the area. There was large bulge under the bandage at the side of his head. Someone had bandaged it, and quite skillfully too. As his head throbbed less he heard a noise ahead.

Richard slowly eased up onto an elbow and opened his eyes to see a vision of godly beauty standing in the doorway to the room, not more than a few meters away. She was clad in a white armless samite dress that fell to just above the floor. Gold and silver patterns worked into the cloth glinted in the light seeming to make the dress alive.

The young woman was tall and by the look of her arms and the cut of the dress, of a willowy build. Long flaxen hair in a single large braid fell down her back. Her visage was cast by the gods. Strong, but delicate features: large blue eyes, small curved nose, high cheekbones and full lips above a firm but feminine jaw line all perfectly set and proportioned.

His eyes slowly dragged down from her face and took in the rest of her form. The material appeared to be less heavy than an historical samite as it clung easily to her curves before falling away. Her breasts pushed against the cloth and her hips hid alluringly, their sweep just discernable.

He looked back into her face and they locked eyes, soundlessly staring at each other for what seemed an eternity.

A sudden throb in his skull caused him to close his eyes and bring a hand to his forehead and when the moment had passed he opened his eyes and she was gone. Fearing the severe crack to his head was causing hallucinations, he lay back down and closed his eyes. He hoped that whom ever had bought him here and attended to his wounds would return soon with medical help.

The edge of the bed next to him sank slightly as a weight settled on it and he opened his eyes looking upwards into the beautiful face he had seen only moments before. Richard sighed in relief. She wasn't an illusion of his mind.

Before he could say anything she reached forward with one hand and gently lifted behind his neck and bought a glass of greenish liquid to his lips. He sipped the strange brew cautiously. It was light and a little sweet, tasting of some fruit he couldn't quite recognize. Grasping the glass he drank the contents surmising if she had meant him harm she would have done so by now.

"Thank you!" he said. He hadn't realized how thirsty he had become. He could have been unconscious for hours or days.

She smiled and said something that was in a language unknown to him. Some of the words sounded a little familiar, but he could make no sense of them. He reached a hand behind one ear feeling for the Universal Translator implant. It should be working. If it was damaged enough not to work he would have died of a massive brain trauma by now, so integrated was the device with his neurons. So he figured her speech was foreign to it. He had to give it data so it could learn and then program his language centers. 

He patted his chest, "Richard," then pointed at her.

She looked at him oddly so he repeated the gesture.

"Ahhhh! Kira," she beamed a broad smile and patted her own chest.

"Please to meet you Kira, now we need to establish some reference points for the translator."

Kira just looked at him, her pretty head tilted slightly to one side like a confused puppy.

Richard had noticed he was starting to feel much better. The pounding in his head was almost gone and he felt energy flowing back into his body. Whatever was in that drink was certainly doing a job.

Pointing at the glass he named it, "Glass," looking up to her and then repeating, "Glass."

He then pointed to a nearby chair, "Chair," then the window next to him, "Window."

"Oh!," she uttered and then a babble of unintelligible speech before pointing to each of the three things that he had and saying what they were in her own language.

When she had finished he repeated them back and she nodded approval. Richard then pointed quickly to objects all around the room. It was decently furnished with a variety of things so there was a good start.

Kira got up and went around the room pointing to something and then saying her word for it. When she had described nearly thirty items Richard pointed to each of them in random order and repeated accurately her words for them.

She laughed and clapped her hands. She looked so delightful. At perhaps not more than her early twenties she radiated such youth and vitality he had not seen in anyone else before. This was strange planet and perhaps there were things, like in that beverage she gave him that imparted unusual benefits.

Risking a go at sitting up he raised himself again, this time without any of the result of his first effort. He felt good, really good.

"Kira, I want you to talk, just talk," he motioned with his hand, opening and closing, fingers against thumb like a mouth chatting. He hoped the sign language was near universal enough to get the point across.

He spoke nonsense for a minute, backing it up with his hand signal and then dropped the sign language and talked for a while longer. When he finished he waved his open hand at her, prompting her to do the same.

She was smart. Having seen him instantly learn everything she had shown him, she realized he was learning her language, and learning it very quickly indeed.

Walking around the room she picked up objects and talked about them. He watched her intently, giving every possible piece of information to the translator to digest. Soon he was beginning to understand her speech as the device worked to make associations, and apply the rules of language.

Richard felt confident to have a go and letting the translator guide his vocalizations he uttered slowly, "Kira, show place," as he waved an arm to the door.

She looked at him dumbfounded. He was already able to speak a little of her language in such a short amount of time. Clapping her hands with joy she motioned for him to follow and kept up the commentary. They walked into a central room, a lounge area he guessed by the furnishings. Seeing a book on the table he pointed to it, "Kira, what?"

She named it and he replied, "Show Richard."

The book would be a godsend of information. If she could read and point out the words the translator could accelerate it's job a hundred fold.

Kira pick up the book. It looked well made, like something from one of the museums, only in better condition. He flipped open the hard cover. Strange symbols covered the pages like a morass of insects. Pointing to the first word he looked at her. She looked at him then at the word and pronounced it. Nodding his head in approval he pointed to the second, then the third and so on till she took up the idea and using her own finger drew it across the page sounding each set of symbols as her finger passed underneath them.

They sat for hours pouring over the book as the translator absorbed the information like a sponge and started to assimilate it into a coherent structure which it could feed back into his brain. Overnight it would continue to refine it's learning and train the language neurons while he slept.

"Kira," he stopped her reading. "Me sleep, head hurt now." His head was hurting now more from the mass of data that the device was starting to process back into his brain, although the throb from his cracked skull was returning.

Smiling, she closed the book and took his hand, leading him back to the bed. He could feel how soft and warm her skin was against his and he thought suddenly of his wife Jane. What had happened to her? Had she survived the destruction of the spaceship? He had to find out.

Sitting on the bed he felt the weariness in his body and lay down on the soft covers. She was so kind to him. Taking in a complete stranger, tending to his wounds, feeding him. It was almost as though he was an injured animal and her selflessness in rescuing him displayed her total innocence and trust. He closed his eyes and started to doze, images of Jane and Kira floating through his mind.

Footsteps bought him awake and looking up he saw she had bought food and drink along with fresh bandages and a bowl containing a strange, odd smelling mash. She coaxed him back into sitting position and quickly and expertly changed his bandages, applying the mash he assumed to be a poultice of some sort back onto his skull before covering it with the wrappings.

"Eat, get well," he understood her to say as she pointed at the food. He nodded and watched her walk out of the room, the sway of her hips seductive and alluring. He thought of Jane and their last moments together and a deep sadness drew over him like a heavy cloak.

He ate with difficulty, his mood taking his appetite, but he knew he had to eat. It was delicious and despite his despondency quickly finished the meal. The drink followed and he noted the different flavour and unlike the green one earlier this earthier colour and tasting liquid now made him sleepy. He would find out what these were one day he promised as his limbs grew heavy and his eyelids felt like weights. He gave in to the growing torpor and laying back on the bed quickly succumbed to a deep dreamless sleep.

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"Richard!" a voice called through his slumber.

"Richard!" it came again. A light, sweet voice.

A hand stroked his face and he finally stirred. His eyes opened, once again staring in to the deep blue eyes of the goddess that had saved him.

"K, Kira," he croaked. "How, how long did I sleep?"

She smiled; a smile that could bring joy to any heart. "Many hours. It is past the time of midday."

He smiled back, how could he not? She was so beautiful.

"Do you feel well?" she added.

He was surprised by how much he understood. The translator device had managed to process the huge amount of data overnight and program his language neurons incredibly well.

"Yes, yes, much better thank you."

She held out a glass of the green beverage, "Drink please, you feel good."

He took the glass and downed it quickly, the cool liquid soothing and refreshing his throat. Within moments he felt incredibly good again. The tonic was quite outstanding in its effect and he felt energized enough to continue to learn whilst he recovered from his accident.

Richard knew his understanding of her language was of prime importance, both in being able to help her people and to help himself and with his current injury he gauged that he couldn't reliably try to find his wife or any of his companions just yet. He would spare the time and give himself the best possible chance.

"Kira," he looked at her angelic face, "will you help me learn more?"

A beamed smile was all the affirmation he needed and grasping his hand she pulled him from the bed and skipped ahead leading him through the house and outside.

They spent the rest of the day together, she teaching him with increasing finesse the intricacies of the language and he learning more of it and his surroundings. He noted the construction of the dwelling; thick mud brick walls, well rendered surfaces. High grade glass and ceramic products, well made furnishings, exquisite floor and wall furnishings. This was no simple community. This sort of product was one of an ordered, well structured and knowledgeable society.

There didn't appear to be any other houses nearby and when he questioned her about it she said her work making ceramic objects for the community meant she had to live someway out and nearer to the materials she needed. He had seen the incredibly fine and exquisite works she made and was very impressed by her artisanship.

As night closed in she fed him books to digest. Richard absorbed the information at a prodigious rate, taking in volumes of literature well into the small hours of the morning. Unfortunately they told him little of her society, being some works of fiction and general material along with texts related to her work. He studied and allowed the translator device to process the language and tried to learn more about the society that fate had thrust him into.

Kira had fallen asleep behind him on the lounge many hours before and mindful of disturbing her if he moved, placed the last book aside and gently lay down on the lounge. She stirred as he moved and placed an arm around him holding him close. He felt strange, laying with a woman he barely knew, her arm around him as though claiming him whilst the fate of his wife still lay unknown. The thoughts quickly vanished as the veil of sleep washed over his exhausted mind.

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The smell of something cooking bought him slowly out of his slumber and he rose to a sitting position on the lounge he had fallen asleep on with Kira the previous night. He looked around; everything seemed to be so vivid, the colours bright and alive. His body pulsed with an energy, a vitality he had never known. 'God I feel good!,' he thought to himself and stretched his arms wide, drawing in air that felt vibrant with energy.

"Good morning Richard!" Kira's sweet voice said behind him. "Did you sleep well?"

The translator had done an incredible job. In just two days he could understand her speech almost perfectly.

"Yes Kira, I feel good, very good in fact," he replied, turning around to see her. She was at an island bench in the kitchen, preparing food.

She smiled broadly at him and his heart melted. He had read a story once of a face that launched a thousand ships. Kira's smile could launch a million star ships, of that he was sure.

"Breakfast is ready. Please take a seat," she motioned to a table nearby.

He moved to the table and sat down as Kira placed steaming plates of delicious food before him. He realized he was ravenous, having hardly eaten the day before such was his focus on devouring the language and knowledge of Kira's society.

Sitting across from each other he tore into the food with gusto, occasionally looking up at his beautiful host before descending back to cleaning his plate. She grinned, watching him as a man possessed until he had his fill.

"Oh god Kira!" he sighed loudly sitting back on his chair, "that was absolutely delicious!"

She looked at him, half smiling. "I am happy for you Richard but..." the sentence trailed off.

He frowned, "But what Kira?"

"I do not understand." A confused look came over her face. He reached across the table and held her hand.

"What is it Kira?"

"You," she searched for the correct words, "you are not like us. Like my people. Where are you from?"

Richard dipped his head to the table before raising it to lock eyes with her. 'My god she is so beautiful' he thought. 'So innocent, so pure.' He felt his presence on the planet would change lives, many lives.

"Kira," he spoke slowly, "I am from another place: a place far away. There was an accident. I am stranded here, far away from my own people. I need your help."

She nodded, "You fell from the sky." It was more of a statement than a question.

"Yes, but I cannot explain how, I do not have the words." He looked at her, gauging her response before he continued, "Tell me Kira, what did you see?"

She squeezed his hand as she recalled the event: "I was out gathering clay for my work, there were lights in the sky like I had never seen before, curtains of colours then a bright flash, like a new sun. Later I heard a thunder and something burning through the sky before a mighty crash and the ground tremble in fear. I hid amongst the bushes till all passed and when I went to gather more clay I saw you fall and strike your head on the rocks. I had thought you to be an animal fleeing from the noise, but when I saw your clothing and form I knew this to be untrue. I was afraid, yes, but I knew I could not leave you to die on the ground like something unloved. That is not our way. So I bought you back here."

Tears had formed in her eyes and started to run down her cheeks as she recounted her tale, such was the emotion of her experience.

"Kira," Richard pressed, "can you show me where you found me?"

She sniffled, "Yes. It is not far."

"Thank you Kira. You are beautiful."

A smiled greeted him through teary eyes, "Thank you Richard. No one has ever said that to me."

He smiled and squeezed her hand back, "How far is it?"

"About fifteen minutes by horse back."

'Horse' was an approximation for what the animal actually was. The translator device had made the association between the use of the domestic native animal here on the planet with the one from Earth and come up with the word for 'horse' in his own brain. No matter, it equated to the same result he surmised having already seen the creature she referred to.

She led him out to the yard and they mounted the 'horse' creature. Six legged, about twice the size of a normal horse and quite docile it obediently took them to where she had seen him fall.

"There," she pointed, into a ravine. "I found you there." Carefully she guided the large beast down the side and to the spot she had indicated.

Richard climbed down from the animal and inspected the rubbled terrain. The bottom of the gorge was a nightmare of sharp rocks. It was a miracle he hadn't died from a broken neck if he had fallen as far as from the top as she intimated. Then he found it, a blood stained rock. A cold chill went up his spine as he looked up. It was a clear thirty meters to the top of the ravine. Death had passed him by a whisker and if not for Kira he would surely be laying dead upon the cold jagged stone that now wore his blood like a trophy.

"Can we get up the other side?" he called to her.

"Yes, but we need to travel a little way along. It is difficult for the horse here."

He remounted and let her guide the animal to a point where it could comfortably climb the opposing slope. The creature was unusually sure footed for its size, almost like a mountain goat and rapidly ascended to the level terrain above.

He sat behind Kira on the double saddle she had fitted. There was no room for discretionary space; his groin pressed hard up against her backside and the rhythmic motion of the beast had started an inevitable swelling of his manhood. He shifted back a little as this occurred, knowing that the sensation would distract him from his mission today and the fact that if he was correct, this planet was devoid of males. A hard on jammed against her backside at this point might be problematic.

Kira halted the beast on top of the ridge. They were on a generally flat plain interspersed with low hills. He tried to calculate the point in orbit at which the lifeboat had ejected, its approximate orbital transition into the atmosphere and rough trajectory in respect to his eventual arrival into the ravine below.




Planetfall Ch. 02



He knew that even semi-conscious he could not have walked too far from the lifeboat before he fell in to the gorge, so gathering some assumptions he asked Kira to move the horse in a specific direction. Before long they were in a lightly wooded area at the base of a hill. They moved through slowly at his behest till he saw the signs; trees snapped off at the base and a trail of destruction leading off the hill to a point further down. This was a sure signal that the lifeboat had speared into the side of the hill and rolled down it before coming to rest somewhere at the base.

Kira halted the beast when she saw the swathe cut through the trees. "Is it safe?" she asked cautiously.

Unconsciously he grasped her slim waist and leant forward to her ear, "Yes, it's okay. Go forward." Her hand gripped his as she guided the beast forward.

He suddenly checked himself. He hadn't meant to hold her, to touch her so. The conflict within his mind for his fidelity to his wife, circumstance unknown, and his attraction to this beautiful young woman that had saved his life and shown him such compassion was beginning to surface.

"Stop!" he hissed. He saw it. The lifeboat!

He quickly dismounted and ran to the stricken craft. It was level as he expected. The self righting mechanisms would have engaged and ensured the craft was in the most optimal position for egress.

The door was still open and looking in he saw that all looked normal. Now he felt at home, amongst the technology that he was a part of and sitting at the command console quickly flicked switches and reactivated the beached vessel.

"Good morning Doctor Jensen," Sylvia's soft, sexy voice intoned from everywhere and nowhere at the same time.

Richard could barely contain his excitement. "Good morning Sylvia," he replied. "Please give me a self diagnostic and status update."

"One moment," came the purred reply.

The minutes ticked by and finally Sylvia responded, "Internal check complete. All systems nominal. Advanced heuristic protocol running on secondary hardware layer, expect reduced response. Lifeboat systems operational. No internal damage. Ablative shield at thirty five percent, minor damage to exterior hull due to terrestrial impact forces."

Richard sighed and bowed his head, "Thank god!"

"Where? Where was that voice coming from?" he heard behind him. Turning he saw Kira standing at the hatch door peering in, eyes wide.

He motioned to her, "Come, it's okay, it's just Sylvia."

Kira's brow furrowed and she stood resolutely at the door her eyes narrowing, "Sylvia? Who is Sylvia and where is she?"

Richard almost laughed, but held it back, "It's okay Kira, come inside, Sylvia is a, a..." he was lost, there was no word in her language for 'computer'

"A thing that helps me," he managed, though not very well he felt.

Kira looked warily around, "Are you sure it's okay?"

Richard extended a hand, "Yes, it's ok. Let me introduce you."

She stepped into the craft, looking suspiciously at the alien equipment.

"Sylvia, create an uplink to my translator device and process please," he commanded.

Sylvia's voice purred, "Connecting; translating: complete."

The whole process had taken a few seconds.

"Welcome our guest Sylvia."

"Good morning Kira. I am Sylvia. I am most pleased to make your acquaintance."

Kira stood stock still in the cabin eyes wide. It was though a God or a ghost had spoken to her.

Richard recognized the sudden shock she had been exposed to. One moment the disembodied voice was speaking gibberish and the next it was talking to her in her own language. Her people had no such technology. To her, he might have seemed like a god. In his desperation to seek a familiar sanctuary he had failed to protect her from the gulf in their respective technologies.

Quickly he stood and held his arms outwards and she rushed into them holding him close. She could have turned tail and run from the craft, but instead she clung to him, still understanding him as human, but not understanding his surroundings.

"It's okay baby," he hushed, stroking her hair. Her lithe body pressed against him, quivering like a frightened gazelle. "Sylvia is a friend. She can help us."

She shivered against him for a few more moments.

"Kira, do you trust me?" he asked gently.

She looked into his eyes.

"You saved me Kira, saved me from certain death. I owe you my life. Will you trust me?"

She slowly nodded assent and he stroked her face.

"Kira, I come from a place far, far away. My home is lost, amongst the stars. With your help and Sylvia's maybe I can find my way back."

Her voice trembled, "I'm frightened Richard. I do not understand!"

He held her close, "It's okay baby, there's nothing to be frightened about. What you see here is just a little more advanced that what you're used to. You understand that?"

"I, I think I do," came the quavering reply.

"Sylvia is just a machine," he reassured, now trying to bring his technology to her level. "You know like you have wind machines that create energy for your house, Sylvia is like that, only she can do more things."

He felt her physically relax in his arms. She was so warm and soft now against him with her breasts pressing against his chest he struggled to maintain a professional level.

"She is a machine?" Kira asked, looking up at him.

"Yes," he replied, "a very complicated one, but just a machine."

He held her for a little while longer till he felt it was okay to part.

"Sit there Kira, I need to do some things. Is that okay?"

She smiled weakly, "Yes," then looked cautiously around.

"I'm just going to lay down here and let Sylvia check me over. She's very good at medicine. Everything will be all right." He wasn't taking anymore chances.

Richard laid down on a couch and pulled a console from the wall next to him. "Sylvia, full medical body scan please."

"Yes Doctor," came the ethereal reply, at which Kira looked around trying to locate the source of the voice.

Minutes passed as he lay there letting the computer scan his body.

"Scan complete. Do you wish to review the results?" she purred.

"Yes Sylvia."

"Minor abrasions to left upper arm and left lower leg. Major fracture to left parietal skull. Moderate concussion, no lesions detected. Abrasions ninety percent healed. Parietal fracture fully healed. No expected consequence resulting from concussion."

He was astounded by the report. "Skull fracture? Healed? In two days?" He ripped off the bandage and felt his head. Nothing. Not even a trace beneath his fingers of any wound where the poultice had been.

"Affirmative Doctor."

"Is that all?"

"Negative. There appears to be a minor viral infection of a type currently unknown."

Richard Jensen was immediately alert. An unknown virus from a strange planet was not a good sign. "Can you counteract it?"

Sylvia responded with dispassion, "I will need a blood sample Doctor, if you permit."

"Proceed," he replied and a syringe silently deployed from the wall and removed a sample of his blood before returning back and depositing it into a piece of equipment for analysis. Moments passed as he lay there and Kira sat wide eyed viewing the proceedings.

"Analysis complete Doctor Jensen. Would you like to review the results?"

"Yes. Put them on the screen please."

The three dimensional image of the virus appeared before him with all the details of it's makeup and structure. It was like nothing he had ever seen.

"What do you make of it Sylvia?"

"Function and effect unknown at present. Would you like me to scan the female?"

Richard thought for a moment. Should he subject Kira to a further potential stress or risk losing out on valuable scientific data? He decided to put it to her.

"Kira, Sylvia would like to give you a quick medical check, just like she gave me. Is that okay?"

Her voice was hushed, "She, she called you Doctor. Are you really a doctor?"

"Yes, Kira, I'm a doctor. I heal people, like you healed me."

She blushed and was silent for a moment. "Yes. I will let Sylvia check me," she said proudly, realizing that the computerized voice was no threat as it was just a voice and not a body.

He guided her to a couch and let the computer do it's work.

"When will she start," she asked after a minute.

Richard replied with a little laugh, "She's already done honey!"

"But I felt nothing!"

"She's got a light touch," he winked back.

Sylvia's voice drew back his attention, "Analysis complete Doctor Jensen. The virus appears to have a significant concentration around the reproductive organs, specifically the ovaries. I would suggest that this may be a sexually transmitted disease and all intimate contact with the inhabitants be discontinued till the contagion is neutralized."

Richard smiled, "Thank you for that Sylvia, but I assure you I have not indulged in any sexual activity and I have the virus. What do you make of that?"

Sylvia's logic was irrefutable, "Then the contagion is endemic within the region you have inhabited. It may be present in the food, soil, or water or have some other unknown vector. The fact that it resides preferentially in the reproductive organs of the subject may be a significant link to your theory of the female only population of the planet."

Richard sat there dumbfounded by the assertion. Was this virus something to do with there being no males on the planet?

"How long till you can create an antibody for it Sylvia?"

"It will take a few days to synthesize Doctor. The lack of resources on this craft limit my abilities significantly."

"Sylvia do you know if any other lifeboats managed to escape and land on the planet."

"Negative Doctor," came the depressing reply. "The solar storm caused significant interference and some temporary sensor outages. The log indicates five lifeboats may have been far enough from the destruction of the Bountiful to have survived the blast, however their re-entry fate is unknown. Given the difficulty that this craft encountered and it being the furthest from the ship at the time, the chances of their re-entry survival is calculated to be less than twenty percent."

He sat there in silence, staring silently in space, his soul empty. Kira got up from her couch and stood behind him, not fully understanding what had transpired between him and the machine, but she sensed his sadness. Her arms wrapped around his chest and her cheek pressed against his hoping to give him comfort.

Richard reached a hand up and stroked her hair, "Thank you Kira. We should go now. There is still much I need to learn," his voice was soft, tinged with a deep sadness.

He pulled a display tablet from the wall and gathered some other equipment. He could work remotely from Kira's house and return to the craft when he needed. As they made their way back he pondered his future. Five lifeboats. There was still a chance, still hope, but they could be anywhere. His landing had taken him nearly twenty kilometers north of the programmed touchdown site. If the other craft's system were even more damaged, they may have landed anywhere in a two thousand kilometer zone.

They returned to the house and he took his equipment to the room. He was weary and needed to rest, let his mind settle and work on a plan to search for possible survivors and a plan for his place on this planet. Rescue was not going to come soon, if it came at all. The Captain's last minute decision to detour to this system had taken them off their expected flight schedule and he knew that no marker buoy had been set to advise of their intended new destination.

He was trapped on this planet, possibly for life. He stripped and took a shower in the adjoining bathroom. At least there was hot and cold running water and it was pressurized. It was an odd mix of basic technologies within a much simpler existence. He figured that the technology he saw around him working was a result of the initial colonization almost a millennia ago. They had done well to preserve these basic things to make their life better.

Richard dried himself and quickly checked his body in the mirror. Everything looked okay, but his eyes held a grief he had never felt. His friends, colleagues and wife, all possibly dead.

He made his way to the bed and lay naked under the covers holding the thin display tablet above him, looking at the last image of his wife, when they had touched fingers across space, scant moments before fate tore them apart forever. Tears formed and rolled down his cheeks at his memories of her.

"Is she your mate Richard?" Kira's voice was soft, like a gentle breeze.

He hadn't noticed her come in to the room. She stood by the side of the bed wearing a long shimmering dress. The colours shifted and the material moved like liquid. Her hair was undone from the braid and fell around her shoulders, in long wavy curls. Her eyes the pools of deepest blue.

"Yes," he said with difficulty.

"She is beautiful." She looked at him then and noticed his tears. "Why do you cry? Have you lost her?"

He looked up at her, her beauty and compassion overwhelming him in his emotional state. He choked, "Yes, she is lost, along with all my friends. I am alone here."

A tear formed at the corner of her eye and reaching up to her shoulders worked at something with her fingers and the dress suddenly fell away and landed like a multi-coloured pool at her bare feet. He stared at a vision of Venus incarnate. Her naked body unburdened by cloth was even more beautiful than he had suspected.

Full breasts hung from her chest without any sag, the nipples dark and erect in the middle of large areola. Her slender waist flared to perfectly proportioned hips carried atop long well formed and muscled legs. A belly with just the slightest bulge dove to a prominent pubic mound in a vee of trimmed hair. Her lightly tanned skin shone with vitality and sexuality oozed from every pore.

She reached down and pulled the corner of the bedcover away and quickly slipped between the sheets to snuggle up next to him. Her warm, soft breasts pressed against his arm and tiny tingles ran along his skin where their hips and thighs kissed lightly together.

Butterflies suddenly fluttered in his stomach. He had not been with any other woman apart from his wife for the last few years and on the back of the recent tragedy the present situation was starting to seem surreal.

Kira snuggled closer, maximizing their body contact. Her hand stroked his face as she spoke softy, "You should not be alone Richard. I will be your mate if you will allow it. I will care for you and help you learn about our community so you may live here amongst us."

Richard's mind swam with confusion, "Kira, you don't understand. I am not like you. I, I am different, physically." He struggled to find an excuse as the moral side of his being fought against his desire to bed this goddess.

She smiled coyly at him, "I know you are different. I could not help but notice when I bought you back here and over these last few days." Her hand left his cheek and slipped under the covers to stroke over his chest. "You are human. You bleed and breathe. You are strong, much stronger than any of my people. Where I have breasts you are well muscled with tiny nipples as though you could have been a woman."

Her fingers rubbed over his nipple bringing it erect and squeezed it gently. An electric spark jumped in his small erect bud and his loins churned with a rising lust. He was being seduced; her touch, natural scent and warm silky skin against him knocking down the last barriers to his resistance.

She purred, her face close to his, "I find you attractive. I don't know why. You excite me like none of my other mates have."

With that she bent her head and touched her full, soft lips to his. He opened his mouth and immediately her tongue slipped in, writhing against his. He dropped the tablet to the bed, the image of his wife clung to the screen still, fingers outstretched for his touch, and gripped Kira's head, his fingers twined in her luxurious locks.

Richard's passion flared and his cock swelled with his lust as she pushed her breasts against his chest and let her hand roam down over his stomach. Her fingers touched his erect organ and she suddenly drew her hand back and gave a little squeal as she broke their oral embrace.

"Eeeeeee! What was that?" her eyes were wide as she looked at him surprise.

He chuckled, "It's one of those differences between us Kira. I did warn you."

"But, but," she stammered, "what is it? I know you had a bulge," she paused a second, "down there, but not something that big!"

"Do you want to see it?" he asked smiling.

She quickly sat up on her knees with her backside on her heels, "Oh yes!" she whispered excitedly.

Richard flung the covers back revealing his long thick erection in its full glory. His balls hung heavy in the sack between his legs.

Kira's hand flew to her mouth and her eyes widened impossibly. "Oh mother God!" she said between her fingers. She sat there soundless for a few moments as she watched it throbbing slightly, seeing the veined organ with its large purple coloured knob and a slit in the end from which a clear liquid seeped.

"What, what is it?" she finally managed to blurt out.

"It's my sex organ Kira. Technically it's called a penis, but generally it's referred to as a cock." He had to use the words from his own language as hers didn't appear to have anything similar.

'But why is it so big?" she replied, keeping her eyes glued to it. "My sex is very different and much smaller. Look!"

She rose up on her knees and opened her legs. He looked at her pussy as she jutted her hips forward towards him. It was inches away and he could smell her arousal. The sight of her blond hairy vulva and sex scent caused his cock to throb and harden even more. Her pubic hair hid her lips significantly, but he could make out her swollen outer labia, red with desire and the folds of her inner lips straining to be free from the thick flesh around them.

He tore his eyes away from her inviting sex and looked up past her magnificent breasts at her face. "When I get aroused it fills with blood and swells, like your sex does."

She looked back down at him with sexy smile. "Have I turned you on?"

"Yes Kira, I am very aroused right now."

"Can I touch it?" she asked cautiously.

"Yes."

She reached out and touched it carefully, fingertips at first before running her hand gently along it's length.

"Hold it in your fist and stroke up and down."

She closed her hand around the shaft. "It's so hot and hard!" She squeezed it and then pumped the meat pole, marveling at how the skin slid up and down and the way his bulbous knob shone with a deep purple colour.

Richard groaned in delight at her touch. "Does that feel nice?" she asked.

"Very."

She stroked him further noticing the increasing amount of fluid leaking from the slit in the top of his knob. "What is this liquid? There is a quite a lot coming out."

"It's pre-cum baby, sort of like what happens when you get turned on too."

He reached a hand between her legs and stroked a finger along her slit till it found the entrance and he slipped it in to the first knuckle. She was soaking wet and her entrance was tight, very tight.

She sighed at his touch, "Ohhhhhhhh yes! No one has touched me down there for so long."

Gathering up her fluids he felt along her inner folds, sliding his digits between her sex lips, gently stroking her clitoral hood. They masturbated one another till Richard felt his palm drenched in her sex fluids and his need to release becoming too great.

"Lay down baby," he whispered to her. Her eyes were closed as he had stroked her sex and she seemed to be in a different world. She looked at him, her eyes dewy with pleasure and lay on her back.




Planetfall Ch. 02



He moved between her legs and she spread them apart instinctively. Her vulva was a fur lined gash of wet, swollen labia. The deep pink flesh raw and open with the hole seeping juices over her puckered anus.

His naked goddess looked up at him as he knelt between her legs, his thick tool erect and drooling pre-cum onto the sheets.

"Are you going to make love to me?" she asked hesitantly. "With your cock?"

"Yes baby," he replied. "I'm going to put it into your pussy."

A touch of fear ran across her face, "It is so big! I, I've only ever had a small toy to pleasure myself in there."

His voice took on a reassuring tone, "It's okay baby, this is the way nature intended sex to be. I'll go slowly okay?"

She bit her lip, looking concerned and nodded her head.

He pushed her legs back, opening her up for easy penetration. He placed the head of his cock at her open entrance and gently pushed the knob in. The heat from her pussy enveloped his glans and her entrance tightened around the invading knob.

"Oh my god!" she groaned, her eyes widening. Never had an object of such size and texture penetrated her virgin sex. Her heart pounded in her chest at this new experience and her pussy throbbed heavily with the expectation of what was about to happen.

Richard held still for a moment, letting her get used to this new sensation. "Relax baby, it's okay, you're doing fine."

He felt her grip on his shaft lessen and proceeded to push more of his length into her. She was so tight, but her sex juices eased his penetration and slowly he withdrew a little and then pushed further in.

"Ohhhhhhhh god! I can feel you inside me! You are so big! I can feel you stretching my pussy!"

She panted as he embedded himself in her, the thought of taking another human deep into her body driving her lust onwards.

"Don't stop," she cried as he worked the last inch of his cock into her tight tunnel. He felt her cervix pressing against his glans and the spasms at the end of her vagina grip his knob making him giddy with delight.

"Oh Jesus!" he groaned. "You are so tight baby!" He looked down to where they were joined; his balls rested against her ass and her pussy hole stretched wide around the base of his cock, the long delicate inner lips splayed wide open, pink and wet.

He growled in his throat and started to thrust into her barely yielding tunnel of flesh. It was truly the tightest pussy he had ever had his cock buried in and he knew we wasn't going to last long, especially with the sight of her impaled on his manhood.

His hands gripped the underside of her smooth, strong thighs as he plunged in and out of her dripping orifice, watching her thrash about on the bed in ecstasy. A continual moan issued from her throat and her breathing suddenly grew ragged. He could see the signs of her impending orgasm.

Kira's mind was consumed by the feeling of the thick, hard cock pounding into her virginal cunt. She could feel the massive member probing never before reached areas deep within her loins, the bloated glans forcing apart the tight, muscled walls. The throb in her pussy was growing with each stroke of his cock as it rubbed deliciously inside the wet tunnel.

The pleasure inside her loins grew suddenly and her eyes snapped open, staring at Richard, looking through him. He could see she was on another plane when a wave of redness flushed her chest and a strangled gasp escaped her half open mouth. Her feet fell flat to the bed and her back arched violently forward and up forcing Richard's cock all the way in till the knob pushed against her swollen cervix.

"AGHHHHHHHHHHH!" the choked cry gushed from her throat as her whole body shuddered, fingers gripping the sheets in a white knuckled grip.

He hung on to her hips, keeping her impaled on his pole and drank in the sight of the most beautiful woman he had ever seen climaxing on his manhood. The vision fuelled his lust beyond reason and as she collapsed back to the bed he leant down on to his elbows over her heaving torso and proceeded to pound his straining member with hard, rapid thrusts into her hot, clutching hole.

Kira felt the blinding wave of the climax smash into her body; it had felt as though her pussy exploded in a massive wave of pure pleasure to every extremity. It seemed to last forever and then suddenly Richard was on top of her, his body so close their bellies slapped as he thrust and her breasts pressed into his chest. His breath was hot in her ear as he strained with the effort of fucking her tight, throbbing cunt.

The force of his lovemaking overwhelmed her. Never had she been subjected to such passion and lust that she gave in to it, giving over her body to him completely. She felt as though he was a part of her; his cock belonged in her pussy, thrusting, pleasuring her, filling her loins with his sex. Her hips instinctively gyrated in time to his movements and the rhythm quickly filled her pussy with the incredible feelings she had only moments ago.

"OH! God Kira!" he grunted in her ear. A guttural sound broke in his throat and he tensed suddenly in her arms as his cock pulsed violently and a flood of cum jetted into her deepest recesses as he gave short sharp thrusts, each one spurting more hot sticky fluid against her insides.

Kira suddenly felt him tense and crush her lithe body to his and felt his cock swell impossibly large inside her abused hole. Suddenly her pussy felt hot and slippery, as though a fluid was filling it as he spasmed over her. The rhythmic throb of his cock sent shivers of delight through her and she held him tight as a small climax consumed her being again.

They lay panting together, their rapid and intense coupling draining them of their immediate energy. After a few moments Richard raised him self up slightly and looked at his new lover and saw tears in her eyes.

"Oh baby! Why are you crying? Did I hurt you?" he asked with concern.

She sniffled and smiled a little as she wiped the corner of one eye with her hand, "No, it was just so beautiful. It feels so right to have you inside of me. I can feel you now as my pussy throbs around your cock. And it's so hot and wet in there. What did you do?"

He kissed her mouth and their tongues danced around each other for a moment before her raised himself up and sat kneeling between her outstretched legs. His cock had softened and slipped from her now gaping hole. A trickle of thick, white semen had started to leak out as Kira's hand ventured between her legs and two fingers probed the slimy entrance before slipping all the way in to the palm.

She looked at him in awe, "It's so hot and gooey!" she exclaimed. "What is it?" Richard watched her fingers work around inside her pussy for a moment causing obscene squelching sounds to emanate from it before withdrawing them and bringing the slimy digits up to her face. A gout of semen followed her fingers out and ran down her ass, staining the sheets in a large puddle.

"It's semen, or more correctly semen and sperm. The semen is made deep in my groin and the sperm comes from these." He hefted his ball sack in his palm.

Her eyes stared at his testicles. "This," she said looking at her hand, "came from there?"

He nodded and watched her sniff her fingers then cautiously stick her tongue out and take a little of the fluid on to the tip before returning it back to her mouth. An odd look crossed her face before she repeated the action, this time taking a generous lick.

"Mmmmm, a little salty, but quite nice!" Opening her mouth wide she suddenly pushed the sticky digits in and proceeded to lick them clean.

"What's it for?" she asked innocently when she had finished cleaning her hand and let it return down to her pussy for more.

"It is the seed that will fertilize a female egg."

Kira's hand froze on her wet, swollen vulva and stared at him, mouth half open.

"Unless there is some impediment, it can, and probably will, get you pregnant," he added flatly.

She continued to stare at him, disbelief in her wide eyes.

"You, you mean I will have a baby?" she finally managed to whisper.

"Most likely."

Kira suddenly leapt to her knees and wrapped her arms around him, hugging him close and burst into tears. Great sobs wracked her lithe naked form and he held her close, stroking her head and waited till she had calmed down.

Richard knew from the survey he had conducted on the Bountiful that this society seemed to have very few offspring and going on the data collected, no males. Going by her reaction, pregnancy could be a rare event here.

She pulled her face from his neck and looked at him with teary eyes. Her cheeks red and wet with the emotional outburst. She held his face in both hands, sniffling and whispered in a broken voice, "This is such a wondrous thing! I will have a baby!"

"Tell me Kira, how do your people have children now? I did not see anything in the books I read that explained it."

She looked down at the bed, "It is very difficult. Only a very few us manage to be with child. Those that have had, will pick a mate that has not and they will live together for a year, in the hope that the miracle will pass on, but it does not happen often. If the chosen mate remains barren, then she is left for another to try. Sometimes if two barren people love each other very much they will live together and it is possible they will have a child, singly or both, but that is very rare."

He placed a finger under her chin and tilted her head so she looked at him. "And you have been with a mate before?"

She nodded, "Yes. Twice. It has been a long time since I felt the touch of another." A hint of sadness edged her voice.

"And there was nothing?" he probed.

"No." It was barely audible. "I may not be chosen again, ever: but now..." the smile returned to her face, beaming a beauty unbounded and she kissed him deeply with a passion she had never shown anyone else.

They lay down on the bed together, side by side, her hand snaking between his legs and cupping his balls as she stared into his eyes. "Will you make love to me again Richard? Fill me with your precious seed?"

No verbal reply was needed; he kissed her and moved over her naked body as she opened her legs once again to receive his manhood and the gift of his loins into her womb.

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The smell of cooking bought Richard Jensen out of his slumber like a bear awakening from hibernation. Slowly the delicious scent penetrated his senses, awakening the primitive urge to eat. His stomach grumbled in assent having been starved for too long of food and as he opened his eyes to an wan dawn light, Kira entered the room with a feast of food on a tray.

"Good morning Richard!" she chimed joyfully. "We must break our fast. I have prepared a meal for us to enjoy together."

She was wearing a simple white dress, plain in its cut, but woven with a pattern that raised it beyond the mere mundane. The length and sleeves hid her lithe torso and long limbs and yet hinted at the perfection that lay beneath the material.

Kira set the tray on the dresser beside the bed and smiled down at him. It was a smile of such utter joy and contentment he felt his heart melt.

He reach out a hand and held hers, "Good morning Kira! How do you feel?" He asked already knowing the answer. They had made love twice more that night, each time consummating their coupling in climax.

A smile from heaven greeted him. "I am joyous Richard. I feel complete; as though a hidden self was suddenly combined with me and I am whole. I cannot explain, I do not have the words."

He pulled her face to his and kissed her. She was so different from his own society, innocent, but somehow more in touch with nature and the basic human emotion. He wondered at his own life, before the destruction of the Bountiful and how perhaps the sophisticated, technology driven lifestyle his society led had so divorced them from the fundamentals of nature that they had lost touch with what it was like to be an ordinary human being.

They ate together on the crumpled bed sheets, evidence of their lovemaking in the stains and disarray of the linen. Despite his growing love for Kira he knew he had a mission to accomplish and to discover the fate of his wife and comrades.

"Kira, I need to find out what has happened to my friends. Will you help me?" He looked at her, searching for emotions.

"Do you seek the fate of your mate as well?" came the question he expected.

He looked her in the eyes, "Yes Kira, I must find out. But know this, whatever the result, we are bound together now. I can never leave this planet. I owe you my life."

She looked at him, emotions playing across her beautiful face and her hand reached out to touch his cheek, "I will do this for you and I will do anything for the gift you give me," she said as her other hand covered her belly.

He sighed, "Thank you Kira. You are so beautiful!" He grasped the hand at his cheek and turned it, kissing her palm and then pressing it back to his face.

She stood up and looked down at him with a smile, "I will draw a bath for us, that we may bathe before the start of the day and have a clean start."

With that she turned away and out of the room. Richard's eyes followed her every step, relishing in the beauty of her movements. He was painfully aware that her effect on him was now total and with the fate of his wife unresolved the struggle between his love for her and Kira raged in silence within his soul.

He knew that logic would not bring resolution to the conflict. Only an answer would help. He reached across the bed sheets and picked up the console display, still showing his wife's image. He touched his fingers to her one last time and the revelation came.

"Sylvia."

"Yes Doctor Jensen," came the silky response from the tablet.

"Where is the stratospheric probe?"

"Last reported position was on the far side of the planet."

His voice trembled with constrained excitement, "Would it have survived the solar storm?"

The seconds seemed like days before she answered.

"The probability is extremely high given the probe's position and self preservation logic circuits. It is designed to survive extreme environments including high magnetic, ionizing and plasma fields."

"Can you contact it?"

There was a moments silence before the disassociated voice continued, "Negative Doctor, the probe is not within range."

"Damn!" he hissed. "Bring up a flight path schematic please."

The display suddenly showed the planet laid flat and the projected flight path of the probe along with his current location and other points of interest.

"Assuming the probe continues along this path, what is the earliest you can establish a comms link?"

"Six days. However I will try to bounce a low frequency wave off the ionosphere and if that works I may be able to establish a link sooner."

Sylvia was a genius. It was so obvious he hadn't thought of it himself.

She continued, "What instruction do you wish to issue?"

His brain flew into full activity as his fingers drew patterns on the display. "Bring the probe to this position," he pressed his fingertip on the map, "and commence a standard search and rescue pattern based on the projected re-entry for the lifeboats that were recorded as exiting the Bountiful prior to the ship's destruction.

"Whether they survived or not," he added with tinge of sadness. "Let me know if you raise the probe."

"Instruction received," the sultry voice responded.

Richard sat there looking at the display, wondering if he would ever find out. Non closure would sit like a knife in his heart, painfully eating at his soul.

A soft voice called from the doorway, "Richard! Come, the bath is ready."

He looked up; Kira stood in the doorway beckoning to him. He was grateful for his fate. He had her to lean on and comfort him to take away the pain of his circumstance.

They sat in the large tub together, the hot water steaming around them and washed each other. The water was glorious to his skin and she carefully scrubbed his back and limbs. This was a luxury he hadn't felt in years.

A wicked grin snuck across her face as he stood and she scrubbed his legs. "Your cock is so beautiful and you are so hairless. It's very sexy."

She held his testicles, now fully relaxed in his scrotum by the hot water. "And your balls are so heavy!" She hefted them in her hand and rolled the orbs around. "When I had a mate we would lick each other between our legs. Would it please you if I took your cock into my mouth?"

She looked up at him, her large blue eyes fixed on his while her other hand snaked up his leg and grasped his cock, squeezing it gently.

He looked down at her, kneeling before him in the water and holding his manhood in both her hands. Her perfect breasts swayed slightly as she breathed and her face was inches from his slowly hardening cock. Her mouth opened and she took the head of his cock in to it, swirling her tongue around the expanding knob.

Richard gripped her head, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh! That's nice baby! Take more of it in to you." He gently pushed her head forwards and she swallowed half his length till it was lodged at the back of her throat. She gagged a little and backed off before trying again.

Kira felt his thick member throb in her mouth, filling it completely and pushing against the back of her throat. She felt so sexy, holding his balls and letting him gently fuck her face. The hand around his shaft dropped under the water and between her legs, rubbing the swelling clit hidden in her folds while she sucked his manhood.

She hummed around his shaft as the pleasure from her pussy spread into her loins and she felt his fingers grip her scalp. She though he might be able to cum again, but she didn't want yet to take his release into her mouth. Her pussy ached for his shaft again and the thought of his seed spurting into her womb overrode her desire to drink his essence for now.

Slowly she eased her oral ministrations and withdrew her face to look up at him. He was smiling broadly back at her. "Richard, your hairless cock and balls are very sexy. Will you help me remove mine? I want to feel smooth down there too."

He grinned back at her, "Sure! Do you have a razor or a knife with a very sharp blade?"

"I have a razor here. It is sharp enough, though I have not had need to use it much lately." She reached over to the washbasin and handed him the implement, an old style flick blade cut-throat razor. He cautiously tested the edge. It was keen and extremely sharp.

"This will do. Sit down on the edge of the bath there."

She sat on corner of the bath where he pointed and opened her legs wide as he sat back in the water in front of her. He stared at her naked vulva, open before his eyes. A wide vee of trimmed pubic hair covered her mound and the thick outer labia was hidden beneath a curly mat of blond locks. This was the closest sight he had of her sex yet and he felt his cock throb and arousal grow at her unashamed exposure of her most intimates parts to his gaze.

Grabbing the soap, he worked a rich lather up and applied the scented foam to her pubic mound and then proceeded to carefully shave away the hair, leaving only a thin landing strip pointing at her luscious sex lips below.

He rinsed the area and looked at her, "What do you think?"

"It's very sexy!" she smiled. Her pussy throbbed lightly as he had shaved her mound and now her heart seemed to flutter in her chest as he went to work on her labia.

He pushed her thighs further apart and had her recline back a little so he could access her sex lips easier. She watched him skillfully shave her labia; gently holding a lip between his fingers and stretching the skin taut before running the blade over it and removing the hair. His manipulation of her labia was getting her very turned on and she loved it when he stretched her lips out and the feel of the razor against her naked skin.




Planetfall Ch. 02



She watched him with growing lust as he rinsed off her now bare vulva and inspected it closely, removing the odd hair or two he had missed. He heart pounded in her chest now and she felt the wetness inside her vagina as it throbbed in need of him.

Richard put the razor aside and looked up at her, her open sex inches from his face, "You have a very beautiful pussy Kira," he whispered.

He could see her arousal and smell the musky scent drifting up from between her open labia. Holding her gaze he bought a finger to her entrance and slipped the tip in. She was wet with her secretions and her hole gripped the end of his digit. He pushed his finger further in and felt the delicate folds of her tight tunnel hugging the invading appendage. Slowly he stroked the front wall of her vagina and saw her close her eyes as he found the pleasure spot and massaged it.

Kira relaxed as the finger stroking inside her pussy sent ripples of ecstasy through her groin. She had never been so turned by someone and as the pleasure built she felt the finger slip from her aching hole and suddenly slide over her anus.

"Uhhhhh!" the unexpected action causing her draw her breath suddenly. She looked at him, eyes wide in surprise when he suddenly bent his head and sucked her hooded clitoris into his hot mouth.

"OH! God yesssss!" she hissed, bucking her hips into his face when she felt his finger, coated in her fluids rim her anus and then slide into the tight puckered hole.

The twin onslaught of his finger invading her most private space and the rhythmic sucking and licking of her now throbbing clit sent a surge of pleasure over her body until she felt the strong finger stroke her bowel with a long slow thrusting penetration.

"AGHHHHHHH!" cracked from Kira's throat as the wave of climax crashed over her shuddering body. Her sphincter gripped his finger while the uncontrollable throbs from her pussy washed pleasure to every extremity.

Richard hung on to her clit, feeling her convulse on his mouth, her fingers gripping his head, holding his face to her steamy snatch. The finger embedded to the palm in her ass was locked in place by the tight ring of muscle and all he could do was bend it within her bowel and stroke the hot smooth walls while she climaxed.

His cock was raging hard now, harder than her had ever felt and when her sphincter let go its steely grip and she started to come down from her orgasm he pulled his face and hand away and kneeled between her magnificent outstretched legs.

Without waiting he grasped the thick shaft and guided it to her pussy hole. Fluid ran out and over his wet cock, lubricating it and in a single thrust pushed the entire length of his manhood all the way into her tight cunt.

Kira grunted as he suddenly filled her and looked down at the massive organ embedded within her body. She couldn't believe it could fit and yet her pussy yielded, molding to it, squeezing it to milk the fluids from it and into her own body.

She pulled her knees up to give him full access and watched in fascination as the fat organ slid in and out of her still throbbing cunt. It looked so erotic as her now bare pussy was split wide around his shaft and her cream ran out over it. The sensation of another climax started again as his pole, as hard as steel hammered into her soft insides, the power of his lovemaking driving her to a state of indescribable pleasure.

Richard, kneeling almost uncomfortably between Kira's legs pistoned his hips in short rapid strokes, getting maximum sensation on the swollen glans inside her hot, sopping pussy. He reached a hand on to the wall next to her head and his other grasped one of her large soft breasts. He massaged it as he looked down at her naked body beneath him. The combined sight of her face, breasts and bare pussy with his cock embedded deep in it triggered the climax that had been lurking since he had first impaled her only moments prior.

He suddenly jerked spasmodically as a gout of cum gushed from his cock. A guttural sound issued from his throat as he jerked and spewed his semen deep into her body again.

Kira felt his orgasm hit as his cock hardened to rock and suddenly swelled and throbbed. The thought of his warm semen gushing deep into her hot, fertile depths sent her over the edge and she climaxed seconds after the cum blasted against the soft walls of her vagina.

Like a dance, they again shuddered uncontrollably together in sexual ecstasy, such was the physical and emotional connection between them.

Finally, Richard could not hold himself up on his knees any longer and fell slowly backwards into the water.

"Oh fuck!" he groaned, laying on his back, the water sloshing around him. He lay for a minute, regaining his senses and breath before tilting his head and looking at woman he now could not get enough of.

Kira sat slumped on the corner of the bath, chest still heaving and legs akimbo. Her breasts wobbled deliciously and he looked down over her taut belly to her sex. It was extremely erotic. The now hairless vulva a mess of deep pink, swollen labia. The entrance to her vagina gaped open and a stream of clear liquid ran out from the hole and down the side of the tub into the water below.

He smiled and looked at her face. She grinned back and sent a hand down between her legs to scoop up the sticky fluid from her leaking orifice and bring it back over her clit, which stood proudly out from its protective hood.

"You are so beautiful Kira," he whispered

She didn't respond, but smiled and licked her sticky fingers before slinking back into the water and over him. Her tongue darted out and her caught it in his mouth to suck in while he fondled her pendulous breasts. They played like this for a while, kissing and fondling till eventually the water turned cool and they ended the love play to get dry and ready for the day once again.

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Richard viewed the plain ahead from the back of the massive steed between his legs. Kira had let him steer the beast from the pilot's saddle and she sat behind him, arms around his waist and face close to his ear to instruct and guide him. She had dressed light; a simple sleeveless top, no bra and a mid thigh skirt with sturdy sandals to protect her feet. Richard still wore most of his shipboard clothes he had arrived in except for a new shirt she leant him as his other had been ripped in the fall. 

She snuggled up close to his back, pressing her breasts belly against him. Her legs wide apart outside of his and pushing in against his strong thighs. For the first time in her life she felt secure and complete. This strange man had come to her from the heavens and as he had fallen to the earth, she had fallen in love with him; rapidly and with little control.

"Turn to the left," she whispered in his ear and pointed where he should go. "There is a safer way to reach your craft, though it is longer."

He pulled the reign and the horse moved around slowly over the flat landscape. This side of the ravine was a sparsely treed plain which then became thicker forested hills once past the scar in the earth. The land dropped away slowly as they rode towards the ravine at a shallow angle away from his crash site. Eventually the gash petered out and they crossed the tip of it as it had exited on the side of a hill. There was a vantage point here that overlooked a valley and he stopped the horse to survey the land.

Kira pointed down the valley, "The main community is down there, quite far. We cannot see from here, the forest hides it from our view."

"How many people live there," Richard asked, sheltering his eyes against the sun as he peered into the distance.

"A thousand or so, though in past times it was said to number many more. This is one of a number scattered through the land."

"Do you come into contact with them?"

"Yes! There is much trade and passing of news and knowledge. Many fairs are held and new mates are taken on special occasions to help tie the bonds between the communities."

He moved the beast forward again and reflected on what she had said. The communities thrived, but for how much longer? He was determined to go to the township and find out. If they were to survive as a people his aid might be the only thing that would save them.

Kira directed him and soon they were up on the plain over the far side of the ravine and headed towards the low wooded hills. A light breeze bought a little relief to the hot sun they were exposed to in the open and he was glad to enter the shelter of the trees again. Here a dappled light played on the ground where small creatures darted to and fro and birds, or what he took to be such, flitted from branch to branch in play or hunt for prey.

This planet was almost idyllic, but there was something wrong, something that ate at the heart of human existence here.

"Kira, do you have a name for your land?" he questioned.

"It is called Elysia. Is it not beautiful?"

He nodded, "Aye, a beautiful name for a beautiful planet." He placed a hand over hers at his waist, "Where there is a beautiful woman."

She hugged him close and kissed the back of his neck before nibbling his ear and whispering, "I love you."

The horse plodded through the wooded land till they came across the line of destruction the lifeboat had wrought as it had smashed through the trees before coming to rest in a small valley in the undulating land.

The vehicle lay there on the sward like a beached whale and almost as massive. The medical lifeboat was larger than the rest having extensive medical and science facilities installed along with upgraded electronics. In the event of deployment it was to be the central medical facility where ever the surviving lifeboats landed, if they were to as a group. Unfortunately this was not the case for him.

He walked up to the hatch and it opened automatically; the bio-recognition system allowing crew member access only.

Sylvia's voice purred serenely, "Hello Doctor Jensen."

"Hello Sylvia, do you have anything to report?" He turned to Kira and waved her inside, "Come in Kira, I want to close the hatch against the insects."

She looked cautiously around then stepped through. The hatch closed silently behind her.

"Take a seat baby, I have a few things to do here," he added as he turned back to the main console.

"There has been no contact from the probe yet. It will still be a few days before communications can be expected. I have examined the viral sample from your blood and engineered a synthetic antigen. Do you wish me to administer it?"

Richard and Sylvia conversed in his native language as Kira's didn't have words for many of the things and concepts they discussed. "Not just yet. Give me another body scan please Sylvia," he sat up and moved over to couch. A minute passed as a barely audible hum emanated from the wall next to him.

The seductive voice chimed, "Scan complete. Do you wish to review the result Doctor?"

"Yes please."

"There is concentration of viral particles in your testes. Also I detect a higher than usual elevation of testosterone in your system."

A look of concern came over his face, "What do you make of it? Is there a correlation between the two?"

Sylvia was impassive, "I do not have enough data to interpolate an answer. If you supply a semen sample I can make an analysis and attempt an hypothesis."

Richards brow furrowed, "A semen sample? Now?"

"If you would Doctor."

Kira looked at him with concern, not understanding the strange speech, "What is it Richard? What is wrong?"

He looked back at her, blushing slightly, "Well, ummmm, I, I need to provide a sample for Sylvia to analyze."

Her face changed to puzzlement, "A sample of what?"

"Well, ummmm, of sperm. I have to give some of my cum to Sylvia," he looked away quickly from her.

Kira's eyes widened and her mouth dropped open before her hand covered it. She giggled and tried to stifle it with her hand, but was only partially successful. "How are you going to do that?

"Well," he started, trying to regain some professional composure, "I need to ejaculate into a small cup like, ummm," he looked around and then fished into a compartment, "like this one here." He held up a small specimen jar. "Then I put it into that device over there and Sylvia will analyze it."

Her eyes narrowed, "She won't make babies with it will she?"

It was Richard's turn to laugh, "No honey, she's very good at many things, but she can't make babies, trust me!"

A look of relief passed over her face and a wicked look came into her eyes as she walked over to him, "So would you like some help with that sample?" She pushed him back against the console and slid down in front of him till she was on her knees, her face close to his groin then slowly started to unfasten his trousers till they were undone and she pushed them down to his ankles.

Richard's cock already stood proudly out from his groin, swelling and growing even as Kira's cool hand wrapped around his turgid flesh squeezing it and guiding it towards her open mouth. He couldn't believe that he could get erect again after all the activity of the last few days let alone cum again, but his body responded, ready to perform and deliver its warm stick load.

He looked down into her large blue eyes as her tongue probed out, tickling the end of his cock and worming in the piss hole before slathering all over the purple head. Her other hand came up and held his balls, rolling them gently while her mouth engulfed the fat knob.

"Yes baby!" he hissed as he put a hand on her head and twined his fingers in her hair. "Pull my balls down a little."

She complied and he groaned in ecstasy and taking the cue suddenly pushed her head forward and jammed his cock against the back of her throat.

"Oh god! Shit!" he cursed nearly coming from the dual assault. "Fuck baby, you are getting really good at that!"

She worked her lips around his shaft and stuck her tongue out, licking the underside as she pressed his cock deeper in. He felt his knob parting a tight restriction in her throat and suddenly her nose was against his belly.

Kira strained to keep the fat member in her mouth. His cock bulged inside her throat like nothing else she had ever felt. She couldn't breath and now her muscles started to involuntarily reject the invading organ.

She gagged and pulled her face off him. It was red from effort and she gulped for breath as saliva ran freely from her lips. A wicked smile formed on her face and her eyes shone brightly as they held his.

"Wow Kira! Next time I think I'm going to shoot my load straight down you throat!" he gasped at her.

She batted her eyes at him, "Are you sure you don't want to?"

Richard stroked her face, "I'd love to babe, but I need a sample and if it's in your stomach, it's not much use to Sylvia."

"Can you cum in my mouth and then I spit it into the jar?" she looked at him with innocent eyes.

He mulled for a moment, "That should be okay. Some saliva won't interfere with the analysis."

She took him in her mouth again, this time working the knob with her lips and tongue as he instructed her on were it felt best. Holding his balls again with one hand and jacking his shaft with the other she kept the bloated glans on her tongue, tickling the underside of it while her mouth was open.

Richard looked down at his goddess fellating him. He could see her breasts hanging freely beneath her top, swinging gently and the look in her eyes waiting for his cum to spurt into her mouth.

"Oh god baby! Yessssss!" he hissed. He fought the urge to close his eyes as the climax rose in his loins and kept looking into her deep blue pools above the pretty mouth that had his knob just resting on her outstretched tongue.

Her hand stroked harder as she felt him tremble and the turgid member harden. The knob swelled, almost filling her oral opening and then suddenly a flood of warm salty liquid gushed out and hit the back of her throat. Spurt after spurt of fluid jetted out, coating her tongue in a mat of thick white liquid.

Richard held the edge of the console he was leaning back against in a white knuckled grip as he froze and ejaculated in Kira's waiting mouth. The scene was so erotic it seemed to fuel an even greater than normal amount of fluid to gush forth from his cock.

Finally the spurting subsided and he relaxed. "Holy fuck! I don't think I've ever cum so much!"

Kira looked up at him, mouth open and showed him the deposit sloshing around. The image burned itself into his brain. He grabbed the jar and placed it at her chin.

"Okay baby, let it run out!"

She did and the small sample jar was close to full when he tilted her head up, "Oops! That's enough I think!"

Kira looked back up at him and then swallowed the remaining semen and smiled broadly before gently sucking the end of his now limp cock to coax the last few drops out. Finishing her work she licked her lips and stood up to tongue kissed him.

"Mmmmmm, thank you darling," she purred. "At least I got some for myself!"

He reached over to a panel and pressed a button causing a small door to open and an arm to extend out. On its end sat a multi fingered grip and placing the jar between the digits they automatically closed around the container before returning back into the recess it had come from.

"Analyze the sample please Sylvia," he said as he turned back to Kira and drove his tongue back into her semen flavoured mouth and ventured a hand down her taut belly and under her skirt. His fingers found the top of her panties and wriggled under them and down over the freshly shaved mound now with just a sexy landing strip of hair and into the folds of her labia. Wetness greeted his fingers as he slid them over her bare labia and slipped two digits inside her pussy.

She moaned into his mouth and placed a foot on a couch to give him greater access just as he found the sensitive area at the front wall of her vagina and quickly stroked it with the pads of his fingers.

Richard worked his hand rapidly between her legs, the obscene squelching sound coming from her sopping hole sounding loud in the confined space of the lifeboat. Kira suddenly broke the deep kiss and her head flopped next to his as she stiffened and bucked uncontrollably as she held tight to him.

"OHHHHHH! FUUUUUCK!" she grunted as the fingers plunging now deep into her spasming pussy bought a climax that exploded from her loins to her extremities.

Richard felt her pussy grip his invading fingers and a hot wetness flood from her soft insides onto his palm as continued to milk the orgasm from her with his hand. As soon as he detected the peak of climax he slowed his hand till it stopped, keeping his fingers deep inside the hot, tight tunnel and cupped her labia with his soaked hand.

She panted against his neck still feeling the invading digits embedded within her sex, resisting the involuntary spasms and pulsing of her swollen pussy. She hummed dreamily into his ear, "Mmmmm that was nice!"

He slowly withdrew his hand from her, the wet folds desperately trying to hold onto the departing fingers. As he took his soaked hand to his face Kira looked at him and watched as he started to lick it clean. Not wanting to miss out she joined him and together as they stared into each other's eyes they licked her musky sex juices from his fingers and hand.

He gave his fingers on last lick, "Mmmmmm, you taste delicious baby. I think I'll need more of that later!"

Kira's eyes shone with lust, "Did you want to fuck me now and fill my pussy with cum?"

Richard grinned at her wanton desire, "I need a bit of recovery time and anyway I still have some work to do here."

She pouted playfully, "Well, okay. So when we get back then?"

He kissed her luscious lips, "Absolutely! Now would you mind if Sylvia gave you another check over? I'm trying to work out the problem with this planet and I need your help."




Planetfall Ch. 02



"Sure!" she said happily and hopped onto a couch.

"Lay there as still as you can. This might take a while."

Richard pulled up his pants and sat back down at the main console fingers flying over the controls. "Sylvia, please commence a multi pass ultra high resolution scan of the subject's pelvic region with additional focus on the ovaries and uterus."

"Commencing scan," the voice purred. "This will take approximately fifteen minutes to obtain."

The minutes passed and Richard quizzed Kira about her life so far from the main settlement.

"I've taken over the role my mother held until she moved back to the town a few years back," she recounted. "It is our tradition that the daughter or daughters if one is very lucky carry on the tasks for the community when the one blessed with children can enjoy greater status and responsibility in helping to lead and guide our people."

"So you maintain the skills and knowledge from generation to generation?" he queried

"Yes, as best we can. Sometimes a child needs to learn more than one skill as there is no daughter to pass it on."

"Are skills ever lost?"

"No, nothing is ever lost. Everything is meticulously written down. If there is no one to maintain a given task either someone is retrained or we work around the problem as best we can. Trade helps fill the gaps and the elders are wise with foresight and plan ahead so we can continue, even with our shrinking communities."

Now he knew the importance of every new life this people created and Kira's extraordinary emotion at the chance of becoming pregnant. Life was more precious and valued here than perhaps anywhere he had ever been.

"Doctor Jensen," Sylvia announced, "I have results from your semen analysis. Would you like to review them."

"Yes please Sylvia."

"There is an unusually high sperm count, over three hundred million per milliliter. Motility is over ninety five percent and volume in excess of twenty milliliters. Chromosomal analysis indicates an imbalance between viable X and Y gametes that is statistically significant."

Richard's brow furrowed. "Zoom in on a non-viable Y cell please."

The display shimmered briefly and then showed a cluster of sperm cells before a targeting reticule appeared on screen and the image started to zoom in on one particular cell.

"What is the numerical difference?" he asked as the cell grew larger on the display.

"Zero point five percent after account for normal variations. Generating synthetic image."

The cell blurred as the computer constructed a 3D nanoscale representation of the cell content. "So this cell is motile, but non-viable?" he asked as the image finally resolved.

"Affirmative. The scan of the female subject is complete"

He looked over at Kira, "All done honey. Come and watch if you like."

She got up and sat on the edge of the couch next to him. Her eyes were wide with wonder.

"Represent as interactive holograph please."

The space in front of the screen suddenly came alive with a holographic image. Kira jumped and put her hand to her mouth.

"Ohhhhhh! How did you do that? Is it magic?" she whispered with awe.

He chuckled, "No, just a bit of technology. Advanced technology, but just something from a machine."

She titled her head to one side, "It looks very pretty, the colours and shapes. What is it?"

Richard looked at her, "It's what you just swallowed and have in your pussy from this morning baby."

"That?" she said pointing wide eyed at the object hanging in mid air, "that's sperm?"

"Yep, that's the one half of how to make babies."

"This is very confusing," she commented unable to tear her eyes away from the image. "Why are you looking at it?"

His voice became serious, "There's something wrong with it. I need to look closer." His hand reached in to the image and with a few subtle gestures quickly zoomed it further and navigated to the aberrant chromosome. The genes rotated and zipped left and right as he seemed to manipulate it till suddenly he stopped at an irregular point.

"So what's this?" he muttered to himself. "Sylvia, do you have a construct for the virus you found in my blood sample?"

"Yes Doctor, would you like to see the internal or external model?"

"Internal please."

An image of the viral contents appeared next to the Y chromosome holograph.

"Hmmmm, negative-sense RNA; interesting. Sylvia see if you can match up the section of RNA on this gene sequence with any piece from the virus." He highlighted the section under study which glowed brightly.

The process took barely a second, "Match confirmed," the sultry voice chimed.

"What section is this gene sequence the RNA is attached to Sylvia?"

"It appears to be the SRY gene. It is responsible for testis development in the fetus."

Richard's eyes narrowed, "So if this fused with an ovum there would be no testicular development thus rendering the child a chromosomal male with female characteristics?"

"Affirmative Doctor. It is a genetic condition that has not been seen for the last two hundred years."

"I'll take that antibody shot now Sylvia," he held out his bare arm and a small device appeared like a snake out of a panel next to one of the nearby couches. The end touched his arm and there was a small hiss as the contents were injected under pressure into his system.

"Wow!" Kira exclaimed. "What was that!"

"The answer to the problem Kira. I know what happened to the people who colonized this planet, although there are still a lot of unanswered questions."

She held his arm looking at his concerned face with empathy, "I don't understand Richard. Are you going to be okay? Are we going to be alright?"

He smiled and stroked her pretty face, "Yes baby. Things will get a lot better from now."

"Doctor," Sylvia interrupted, "did you want to review the analysis of the female?"

A sigh hushed from his lungs, this day was already interesting. He wondered how much more there was to come. "Yes please."

"As indicated in the previous scan there is a significant population of viral bodies in the region of the ovaries, however this scan does not indicate any damage to gamete or gamete production. In fact it seems to be up regulated by some unknown function possibly of the virus."

"Up regulated?" came the quizzed reply. "As in more or more often?"

"Both I believe. It is possible the subject experiences an almost continual ovum release, on the order of a weekly cycle. Scans of follicle maturation appear to support this."

"What!" he exclaimed. It was like the virus was causing her to pump out eggs in an attempt to get the host pregnant, but without male sperm how could it be achieved?

He turned to Kira with confused look on his face. "Kira, the animals you keep and the ones here in the forests and plains, how do they procreate?"

She thought it strange she was having to explain the obvious to of all people, a doctor. "Well, they just get pregnant and have babies. Like we do, although they have many more than us."

"You mean," he searched for a way to explain himself, "that there is no mating like you and I have done. No males to copulate with?"

"No," came the expect reply. "As long as there are two or more of the same animal together, one or more will eventually have offspring."

"Occam's razor be damned!" he hissed under his breath. 'It couldn't be!' he thought, "the whole planet? Humans included?'

He had to confirm his hypothesis. "Kira, your mother, does she look like you? A lot like you?"

She smiled, "Of course! All daughters are of the same likeness as their mother, down to the smallest detail."

He looked her in eyes as he spoke to the artificially intelligent machine around him. "Sylvia, what are the chances that all the animal life of this planet reproduces by parthenogenesis?"

"The method is not unknown amongst certain insect and animal groups on Earth. For it to be the only method of reproduction would imply a vector that instigated itself into the genetic code of a species very early on in evolution."

"And humans?" he added

"There is no recorded instance of natural parthenogenesis in humans. It has been achieved with limited success in experiments, but the science is still not well understood, not withstanding moral issues that limit the exploration of the subject."

"Sylvia, this virus that inhabits the sex organs of Kira, is it possible that this is responsible for the parthenogenesis of the humans living here?"

The computer was indecisive, "Without further data I cannot make a positive determination. However the data collected to date and the unknown actions of the virus on the human reproductive system do not rule out the possibility."

He sat in silence for a few moments until Kira looked at him questioningly, "What have you been talking about with Sylvia?"

"Well," he started to explain slowly, "without being too technical it appears that your people have achieved the impossible in a natural sense. This planet has enabled you to have babies by making your eggs fuse together to form a new life. It's no wonder it is so difficult, the whole process is completely against what a human should be able to do."

"I think I understand." She held his hands in hers. "This is why we need a man and his seed. It is the way it should be."

"Aye," he nodded in agreement, "but it's never as simple as that," he added cryptically. "Is that all Sylvia?"

"No," the ethereal voice continued smoothly, "I have also detected a release of two ova, a somewhat unusual event as you know, that are already descending her fallopian tubes. There is also a significant amount of motile sperm in her uterus. The female will impregnate within a few hours." 

He smiled at Kira as he addressed the computer, "Thank you Sylvia. Continue to try contacting the probe. Let me know as soon as you have anything."

Kira smiled back at him, "You are happy! You have good news?"

Richard stroked her face, "Something wonderful is about to happen. Let's get back to your house, I think some fun in bed is needed, it's been a long day." She grinned and hugged him close.

As they made their way back on the large beast Richard knew his work had only just begun. There were so many unanswered questions and there was also the looming problem of how Kira's people would react to him and what he had to say. Tomorrow was another day however and tonight he would enjoy the pleasures of Kira's exquisite body before facing the big issues.



Planetfall Ch. 03



The twin moons of Elysia hung like pendulous breasts in the darkened sky, the shimmering jewelled galactic centre providing a breathtaking backdrop to the unique sight as the massive gas giant that orbited outwards of the planet started to rise above the nearby tree tops.

The magnificence was lost on Richard Jensen as he sat in the garden chair, legs spread wide and his lover sitting between them, back to him and leaning forward impaled on his fat cock. They were naked in the dark garden, making love under the stars and his vision was fixed on the shapely backside before him, pumping up and down on his manhood as Kira's tight pussy tried to milk his cum into her womb once again.

"Ughh! Ughh! Ughh!" the grunts pushed forcefully out of her lungs with every down stroke Her head was so low that her long flaxen hair lay on the ground and swept to and fro in rhythm with her thrusts.

The back wall of her slick pussy rubbed hard on his glans and he could feel the climax rising in his groin. In only a few days she had become very adept at bringing him to orgasm. Hundreds of years without men on this planet hadn't dulled the female instinct in knowing exactly what to do with a hot, hard cock.

"Kira!" he croaked, "I'm going to cum if you keep that up!"

She snapped her head up to look at him, hair flying high in a blond haze before landing on her well defined back and slipping over the opposite shoulder. Lust glinted in her eyes as a broad smile broke over her face.

"I need to cum," she panted. They had been copulating for over an hour now and her pussy felt like a hot, swollen tunnel of flesh. Every stroke of the cock within her abused cunt sending waves of pleasure pulsing throughout her abdomen. The heavy throb in her loins signalling her need for release.

"Sit back baby, I want to hold you close."

She pushed up and sat back against his chest feeling his cock embed it self fully and the bulging head jam up against her cervix.

"Oh Mother Goddess!" she groaned. "How I love to feel you so deep inside my pussy!" She flopped her head on his shoulder as he reached around and held her soft weighty breasts.

Richard whispered in her ear, "Ride me baby! Ride me and cum so I can fill you with my seed again."

Kira kept him fully impaled within her and rocked her hips rapidly to and fro. The bulbous head of his cock slid mercilessly over and around her swollen cervix as she found the perfect position and rhythm. Soon she started to pant as the climax built and her pussy gripped the invading shaft, small involuntary spasms squeezing hard around it.

The sensations on his cock head made Richard's head swim. Never had he felt quite an exquisite feeling as Kira was doing to him now. He hoped she was getting close to climax as the pressure on his glans and the vice like grip of her vagina on his pole was becoming unbearable.

Pulling and twisting her fat nipples he whispered in her ear, "That's it baby, grind down on my cock, make it spurt hot cum into your pussy!" He crushed her breasts and pulled hard on the buds between his fingers.

"Unghhhhh!" she grunted.

He felt her shudder and her muscles twitched all over. "Cum for me baby! Cum on my cock!"

She ground her pussy down hard and stiffened, back arching, mouth open soundlessly to the night sky as the explosion of pure ecstasy ripped from deep within her loins to every extremity. Eyes wide, drinking in the sight of the moons and heavenly vista she felt the surge of pleasure pulse from her belly in wave after wave.

Richard felt her stiffen and plunge her weight hard on his cock. It felt like he had penetrated her cervix and entered her womb such was the grip on the end of his shaft. The sensation drove him over the edge and his cock pulsed as cum surged up the rock hard pole and jetted into the deepest recesses of her sex, drenching the swollen walls in a warm, sticky fluid.

They climaxed in union, soundlessly, in the act of be-getting life with only the billions of stars as witness to the universe's ultimate act of species preservation.

Kira's body relaxed completely with the cessation of her orgasm. As quickly as it had come it departed, leaving a warm, glowing feeling in her belly and a tingling in her fingers and toes. She felt Richard's massive pole still pushing deep against her soft insides and an incredible wetness in her pussy. She knew he had cum when the fat head of his cock had expanded within her and he had gripped her breasts in the throes of his climax. The slickness of her pussy was testament to his completion within her. She felt at one with him as her sex throbbed on his spent manhood and he held her close, his breath hard next to her cheek.

Richard's hands relaxed when his orgasm ended and while one held a breast the other slipped down Kira's taut belly and cupped her puffy vulva. Two fingers sliding either side of his shaft where it entered her body. Her gash was hot and wet in his palm and he pressed his hand hard against it.

"Mmmmmmm, your pussy is so hot and wet baby!" he murmured in her ear.

Her hand slid down and cover his over her vulva, "You make it very happy. You make me very happy. My life changed when you fell from the sky."

They held like that, joined as man and woman in the bliss of sexual union before the beauty of the galaxy, neither one having ever felt such a powerful attraction for another. Richard's memory of his wife Jane becoming like a dream; Kira having found a soul mate; someone she truly loved beyond all reason.

"Look Richard!" Kira pointed upwards to the large pendulous moons. "The Mother Goddess rises! And see, above the trees she is heavy with child! This is a most auspicious sign! I have only ever read of this!"

Richard looked up to the sky; the moons did indeed look like breasts hanging heavy in the night against the bright band of the galaxy and if one stretched imagination the gas giant further below could be seen as a distended belly. It's current proximity to Elysia making it appear much larger in the sky than perhaps normal.

His hand moved up from her vulva to cover her lower belly, "Aye, perhaps it is a sign. Maybe the Mother Goddess smiles on you Kira."

Her hand followed his, "And my kin," she whispered.

"Kira," his voice was soft, "I need to meet with your community leaders. It is vitally important for the survival of your people."

Her voice was hushed, "I know." She got up and turned around as he put his legs together, sitting back down on his lap and putting his semi hard cock back into her sopping pussy. She hugged him, pressing her naked belly and breasts against him.

"I don't want to lose you," the anguished tone strained from her throat.

He held her close, "It's okay baby. I want to help your people. I will always be yours."

She drew back to look at him. "I think the Mother Goddess has sent you. There can be no other explanation; so many strange things happening!"

Richard didn't say anything. A person's belief system was central to their being. If she believed in portents and omens then so be it. What she saw in the sky and the events that had happened were interpretation and conjecture; unconnected events bearing no correlation to each other. Richard was a scientific pragmatist, but he was mindful of protecting this people's spirituality from his own rationalisations.

Kira continued, "I will go into town tomorrow and visit my mother, she is part of the council now and can arrange something. I will bring her back and you can talk to her. She is wise and can help. I have need to deliver a load of goods, so the trip will be doubly fruitful."

He stroked her face, "Thank you Kira."

She smiled back and kissed him deeply, relishing in the feel of his body on and in her as her pussy involuntarily contracted around the semi hard cock still inside her.

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Richard looked at the departing cart as it slowly went its way down the unmade road and onwards to the township. He had helped Kira load the cart with a variety of earthenware pots and containers; from basic storage to exquisitely crafted vases and works of art. She was truly skilled in her art and he was amazed at the resilience of the pieces. At one stage he had accidently dropped what appeared to be an almost wafer thin translucent vase when he had stumbled on a protruding paving stone and the object leapt from his grasp.

In what seemed slow motion it arced through the air and he flailed hopeless after it, expecting it to shatter into a thousand pieces on impact, but it merely bounced off the stones with a loud resonant ring like a bell before rolling to a stop a few feet away.

He stood there mouth agape astounded at the outcome. "That," he said incredulously, pointing at the vase, "is impossible. No ceramic could ever survive such an impact!" Advanced as materials science was on Earth, ceramics with properties that this vase demonstrated was still beyond even the nano-engineers. Some holy grail of material science or process existed here that had not been discovered on his home planet yet.

Kira walked over and picked up the wayward vase, turning it in her hands and inspecting it closely.

"It is unblemished," she eventually announced with a smile.

Richard sighed, "Thank god! How do you make such an object? Are they all like that?"

She looked at him and spoke in a matter of fact tone, "No. The minerals that gives this quality are quite rare and difficult to find, so it is only used in the most important of pieces. Regular pottery still suffers from breakage and misuse. I'd be out of work if it wasn't so!" she gave him a wink at that last comment.

They finished loading the cart without further incident and he watched her climb up to driver's seat. Her impossibly short light blue skirt riding high exposing same coloured panties that covered only half her tight round backside. The bulge of her labia against the material as she bent over providing him with instant fuel for his imagination and libido.

The horse and cart disappeared around a bend and Richard knew it would be the better part of half a day before Kira arrived back. It was the first time he had been alone since departing the doomed science ship and he reflected on the events that had bought him here.

It had been only a week, yet it seemed like a lifetime since his abrupt evacuation from the ship. There was not even time to farewell his beloved wife in person, flesh to flesh. To rub salt into the wound he had fallen for the beauty of the woman that had rescued him and most likely made her pregnant with not one, but two babies. How he had gone from a life of unquestioned certainty aboard the ship to chaotic destiny defied his logic and challenged his reasoning and sanity.

He felt like he was between a rock and a hard place; on one hand to uphold the fidelity to his wife and the other to fulfil her wish for him to help this forgotten people. There was only one way to help them; they needed breeding stock, plain and simple. She knew it the moment she told him to get in the lifeboat that he was their one and best chance. That was why she risked her life to buy time and upload Sylvia and eject him from the ship early; to give him the chance to save an unknown people in need.

Tears welled in his eyes as he looked down the empty road. Jane, ever the adventurer; intelligent, beautiful and pragmatic. She knew what she was doing; saving him and saving the people of this planet. Her singular unselfish act would change the course of history for a planet, perhaps the destiny of a whole race.

He would do her proud, but he would never stop looking to find an answer; the answer to her fate. He turned back to the house and trudged back sadly. Kira's leaving bringing back the recent events, suddenly impressing upon him how human he really was. Stripped of the science and technology he was still a human with human loves, hates and urges. He could temper them, but never master them without becoming something less than human and for that he would never pay the price.

Back in the house he took his mind off his melancholy thoughts by busying himself with an investigation of the domestic livestock Kira kept, pets and local plant life. He had bought back four large bulging saddle bags and some rucksacks of scientific and medical equipment from the lifeboat the previous day and being alone now afforded him the time to perform some real science.

The hours slipped by as he gathered data and samples, sending the information to Sylvia for analysis. The lounge room looked like a laboratory with equipment covering every surface; lights blinking on control panels, whirring and beeping, screens displaying graphs, molecular images and reams of data points.

Richard sat in the middle of it all, totally focused on his console. He was back in his element and oblivious to everything else.

"Oh! Mother Goddess!" Kira's surprised voice echoed above the hum and electronic noises of the machinery.

He looked up over the top of the display tablet. Kira stood in the doorway, a hand covering her mouth, eyes wide staring at the technological transformation of her simple, but tastefully furnished lounge.

Richard blinked and stared a moment. The interruption had caught him off guard such was his concentration on his work, "Hello darling! Back so soon?"

"It's mid afternoon! I've been gone over six hours!" she reminded him with a smile. "And what a mess you've created!"

He blushed and looked sheepishly at her, "Ummm, yeah, sorry. I didn't know where to set it all up, but there are some very interesting findings so far!"

Kira walked up the the other side of the dining table, "I bought mother back. She's waiting in the garden. She doesn't exactly know about you and I don't think it would be wise to introduce you here with, with all of this," she waved her arm around at the sprawl of equipment.

"Yes, perhaps just one shock at a time," he agreed. "What have you told her?"

"I said I had found something very interesting that fell to earth when we had those strange events in the sky and she should have a look."

"Well," he replied with a laugh, "it's not a lie!" He got up and walked around to her side, "You'd better introduce me then."

She took his hand and walked ahead of him leading him into the bright warm afternoon. Rounding a hedge she called out, "Mother! I have someone you should meet!"

The figure clothed in a plain white mid thigh dress, embroidered through with gold strands turned around to face him. Richard half knew what to expect, but the reality still shocked him; he looked into the face of a mirror of Kira. This woman that stood before him was such an exact copy that if were not for their different dress and hair styles he could not tell them apart.

"Mother, this is Doctor Richard Jensen," Kira introduced. "Richard, this is my mother, Kyrinn."

The two stood staring at each other. Richard for his amazement at her likeness to Kira, and Kyrinn at seeing someone else of the same form as her people, but so strikingly different. Her mind struggled to make sense of it. Nothing in her experience could have prepared her for this.

Richard stepped forward, "I am honoured to meet you Kyrinn," he said formally. He reached down and took her hand in his and bought it to his lips, kissing her fingers gently.

"I, I," Kyrinn stammered, "I think I need to sit down!"

Kira quickly recognised her mother's plight and led her to a nearby wooden bench where she sat next to her, arm reassuringly around her mother's waist. Richard looked at the two of them. They were like twins, but Kyrinn should have showed more signs of aging. There was not an additional wrinkle or blemish more than Kira had to indicate her age was any greater than her daughter's, but she had to be at least twenty or more years older. Another mystery to investigate.

He looked at her sitting there; the same long slender legs, lithe body revealed by the cut of the dress. Her long flaxen hair plaited in a ponytail down her back. Interestingly she had one breast exposed, which was distracting. However it appeared to be the same size and form as Kira's. He imagined his hand cupping it, feeling the soft weight while he teased the nipple to hardness with his tongue and let his hand wander up beneath her dress.

He checked himself. How was it that his sexual urges suddenly flared like that? Within moments of the women being present his blood had started to simmer with lust. His rational mind struggled against his desires. This wasn't normal. Something in the environment or the females of this planet was doing unusual things to his system.

Kyrinn's voice broke his thoughts, "Who, who are you and how do you come to be here?" She felt better that she had regained composure and was now able to find out about this mysterious stranger.

Richard grabbed a small wooden stool and placed it in front of the women. Sitting down he drew a deep breath, "It's a long story, but I'll explain as best I can."

He recounted his story up to the current day, side stepping the intimate moments he had with Kira. Kyrinn sat there stunned shaking her head. "This sounds so fantastic. If I had not met you in person I would not believe it to be real. Even then I'm not sure."

Kira stood and took her mother's hand, "Come mother, let me show you something that will convince you without doubt." Richard followed behind, admiring the two gorgeous backsides swaying seductively with each step as they headed back into the house.

"There!" Kira announced, pointing at the array of high tech equipment strewn over every available flat surface.

Kyrinn stared boggle eyed at the sight. She could not even comprehend what she was looking at. "What, what," she stammered, "is all this?"

"Science instruments and medical equipment mainly," he replied walking over to the table. He picked up the display tablet, "Here, would you like to see your planet from space?"

Kira's eyes widened with excitement, "Oh yes! Come mother, he has the most wondrous device, you simply must see it!"

Richard sat on the lounge and the women sat either side of him. Kira pressed close to him whilst Kyrinn maintained a little space. Already he felt a little giddy with two godly female specimens sitting so close. He sensed he could almost smell the sent of arousal from them. It was like his senses were becoming heightened although he had no rational explanation for it.

Kyrinn viewed the images and video on the tablet in complete disbelief. This was a technology so way beyond anything she had encountered it was like magic. Without realising, she had moved closer to him, pressing her naked thigh against his trousered leg, and her bared naked breast and arm against his. The images swam in her head as the sensation of his skin against hers sent tingles through her body. Somehow she was becoming very aroused. She felt it the instant she laid eyes on him; he wasn't a woman, yet she was drawn to him.

"Kira," she managed to say through the fog descending her mind. "I need some air. Come outside with me for a moment please."

The two women walked outside into the dusk, leaving Richard to continue with his work. Kyrinn turned to her daughter, "Kira, I feel most unusual, like nothing I've ever felt before."

Kira looked her mother in the eye, "You are attracted to him, are you not?"

Kira's bluntness surprised her, "How? Why? I mean how did you know?"

"I felt the same thing from the moment I found him almost dead in the ravine. Then when I nursed him back I could not help myself." She looked down at the grass, avoiding her mother's gaze.

"You have slept with him?"

"Yes," came the whispered reply.

"Kira, I do not understand. What is he? He like us, but not like us. There can be no issue from such a union!"

A broad smile spread over Kira's face as she lifted it to look at her mother. "Richard is the other half of our race. He carries the seed that can fertilise our bellies and grant us life within our wombs."




Planetfall Ch. 03



Kyrinn was stunned. "He can grant us a child?"

"Yes, he says in only a single mating he can impregnate a woman."

"How many times have you been with him?" Kyrinn asked more from a lurid fascination than anything else.

Kira blushed, "Maybe ten times?" She bit her lower lip and looked sheepish.

"Then surely you are with child! I will make an indicator liquid tonight and you must test your urine in the morning. If the colour changes then you will know.

"Now," she continued, her interest piqued, "how does he impregnate one?"

Kira beamed a smile, "I think you should find out for yourself! Come! It is the most glorious feeling in the world!"

The walked back in to the lounge, hand in hand. Kira called out coyly, "Richard, would you come and help us with something please?"

He looked out over the top of the display tablet. Kyrinn and her cloned daughter Kira stood side by side. He struggled to accept they were mother and daughter. Twin sisters made more sense, twin sex goddesses if Kira was anything to go by. His heart pounded in his chest as he rose and moved towards them, like a bee to honey.

The room darkened with the rapidly fading light outside and lights came on automatically, casting a soft glow along the walls. He stood before them, eyeing their beauty and picking up an unmistakable musky odour of their arousal.

"What can I do for you lovely ladies?" he asked suggestively.

Kira ran a fingertip down his chest while looking at him innocently with her large blue eyes. "Kyrinn," it was the first time she had used her mother's name he noted, "would like to know how we make love. Would you like to show her?" She licked her lips and her nostrils flared slightly. The novel expectation of indulging in a threesome with Richard and her mother causing her pussy to throb heavily and her pulse to quicken.

Richard didn't have to say anything. His left hand reached around to Kira's backside and squeezed the firm globe. He noticed her lack of panties; somehow she had dispensed with them since returning home and he pushed his middle finger closer to her exposed nether regions, fingering the entrance to her warm wet cave.

His other hand closed over Kyrinn's naked breast, the soft, warm weight against his palm sending a shiver of delight down his arm and he moved in closer and bent his head down to her face and kissed her. Their tongues danced together, hot and slippery as they drew closer, the girls arms wrapping the trio tightly in a warm huddle.

Kira whispered in Kyrinn's ear as the tongue play continued, "Come and have a look at his sex organ. You'll love it!" She slid down to her knees with Kyrinn close behind and deftly undid his trousers. They dropped to the floor as Kira reached for his semi erect cock, holding it near the base so Kyrinn could see the extent of his sexual equipment.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Kira whispered, once again captivated by the novel appendage. Kyrinn's eyes widened as she sat back on her ankles.

"Oh, Mother Goddess!" she exclaimed, "it's so big!"

Kira grinned, "It gets even bigger and very hard too, then we have a lot of fun with it! Here, put your hand around it."

Richard watched as Kyrinn gently wrapped her fist around the shaft just below the head. Each woman had a hand around it, squeezing it gently. The sight of the two gorgeous creatures massaging and worshipping his cock sent a surge of blood into it, causing it to stiffen palpably in their hands.

A giggle escaped Kira's lips, "I think it likes us. Let me show you what to do with it."

At that she took the bulging knob into her mouth and swirled her hot, wet tongue around the sensitive head. Richard went weak at the knees momentarily with the sudden assault of Kira's mouth on him and held the top of her head to steady himself.

Over the next fifteen minutes she instructed her mother in how to suck a cock and to how hold and pull his balls as well as licking the scrotum and sucking on the fat orbs.

She hefted his testicles in her hand, "These are where the seed is to made to make our babies. It's called sperm."

Kyrinn stroked the soft scrotum, fingers feeling the outline of the hard balls beneath. "How does it get into our wombs?" she asked.

Kira grasped the large erection in a hand, "This goes into your pussy and when he climaxes the sperm spurts out into you! It feels really nice when he slides his cock in and out!"

A shocked look came over Kyrinn's face, "In my pussy? I don't think that would fit in me!"

"Sure it will," Kira replied confidently. "I've had it all the way in me already. Want to see?"

"I believe you Kira, but yes I think I'd like to see how you do it first."

Kira stood up facing Richard and whispered sexily, "Kyrinn wants to see us make love. Shall we show her?"

He grinned and Kira walked off to the bedroom undoing her top along the way and casting it on to the floor. By the time she had got to the bed her skirt was already on the ground and the sandles off with them. She turned to Richard as he entered the room with Kyrinn, his arm around her waist and displayed her perfect nakedness to them. Backing up to the bed she sat on it then rolled on to her back bringing her legs up and then parting them.

She held her legs apart exposing her wet gash and looked directly at Richard, "Come and fuck me! Show Kyrinn how your fat cock fits into my tight little pussy!"

Richard was taken aback at her words and shameless display in front of her mother, but then he still knew so little about this society and it's sexual norms. He looked at Kyrinn; her face displayed the lust rising in her veins.

"Come and watch," he whispered to her and proceeded to the bed, removing the rest of his clothing. He stood between Kira's opened legs, her labia red and swollen. The entrance to her pussy was already open and moisture was leaking out, shining a thin trail in the low light down the crack of her ass.

Kyrinn slid on to the bed next to Kira, eyes glued to the thick meat pole that hung between Richard's legs. He knelt down between the parted legs, the invitation of Kira's hot, wet sex beyond temptation. As he grasped his cock and guided it towards Kira's entrance, Kyrinn held her breath, knowing what was going to happen, but entranced by actually seeing the physical act. Unconsciously her hand had worked it's way under her dress and her fingers started to rub the panty covered mound as she saw him rub the bloated head of his cock up Kira's wet slit and over the partly exposed clit.

"Oh fuck!" Kira groaned, "shove it in me! Pleeeeease!" she wailed, begging him. Richard thrust his hips forward and Kyrinn watched as his turgid flesh pole impaled her daughter's pussy. Kira arched her back and let out a long low groan as his cock slid fully into her in one smooth motion. Without stopping he gripped her slender thighs and began thrusting into her; long strokes, plunging deep before pulling out till half the fat knob was exposed then back in again. Kira was grinding her hips in time to his thrusts, her legs far apart for maximum penetration. Her actions were instinctual, she knew that as she watched them fuck and saw the pleasure in both their faces.

She had made love with her daughter many times before, but the passion she displayed here with someone else not of their kind left Kyrinn with a mixture awe, lust, desire and even a little jealousy. Never had sex between them or even with her own mates been as raw or powerful. Her hand worked over her own swollen vulva as she observed her daughter in the throes of sexual bliss.

"Ohhhhhhh! Fuck!" Kira grunted. Kyrinn watched transfixed as Kira suddenly stiffened, arching her back. The line of her lithe form was coated in a sheen of sweat that shone in the half light and shuddered in climax as Richard relentlessly hammered his cock into her spasming body. Kira's fingers gripped the sheets, white knuckled and it seemed as though an age passed till finally she slumped and as she did he pushed himself fully into her pussy and held there, his head tossed back, the ecstasy written all over his face.

"Ohhhhh, Jesus that feels good!" he groaned. "I love it when you cum on my cock! Any longer and I couldn't have held out."

Kira panted and smiled up at him and then turned to her mother, "Do want him to fuck you?"

The lust in Kyrinn's face was obvious; she had pulled aside her panties and was stroking her slit, a finger dipping in to the wet hole and sliding back up over her exposed clit.

"Yessss!" she hissed, eyes glued to the spot where Kira's pussy stretched wide around the large organ impaling her womanhood. She got to her knees and pulled the dress over her head in a swift motion, tossing the garment to the floor.

Richard looked at her nakedness and then down at Kira. They were the one and the same. Full breasts without sag, slim waist and a taut belly with a very sexy curve leading to a prominent mound. Kyrinn's was barely hidden by the skimpy panties she had on and he wanted to see her naked vulva up close.

"Lay down on the bed next to Kira," he pointed at the spot.

Richard pulled out of Kira and his cock sprang up, wobbling and shiny with her pussy juices. The deep purple coloured knob looked huge on the end of his member, the slit at the end large and open. A clear fluid bubbled up and ran out of the hole forming a long sticky thread as it dripped off the end of his cock and on to the floor.

Kyrinn was almost numbed at the sight; how her daughter had just had that huge thing inside of her and climaxed on it had caught her breath in disbelief. She so wanted it now her pussy throbbed like never before and her slickness coated her insides so much it was drenching her panties.

He stood before her now at the edge of the bed and reached to either side of her panties and pulled them off her raised legs. Immediately they were gone her thighs parted, almost of their own accord to reveal her most private region to him and invite him to impale her virginal cunt.

Richard's eyes adjusted to the low light and dropping to his knees before the proffered prize gazed on the perfection of Kyrinn's vulva. It looked a carbon copy of Kira's; the only difference being the narrow band of pubic hair lining the puffy labia and no hair on her mound whereas Kira had bare lips and a landing strip.

He placed his thumbs on the fat labia and pulled them apart revealing the beautiful inner sanctum of her sex. Her inner lips were the perfection of Kira's and bending his head down he drew a deep breath of the scent that arose from her wet hole. A deep musky smell filled his nostrils making him giddy and taking a last look at the deep pink and swollen gash before him, opened his mouth and sucked the hot slippery flesh in, writhing his tongue around the delicate inner lips and sucking them in as deep as possible.

"OH! Mother Goddess!" Kyrinn cried, thrusting her pelvis up and trying to mash her vulva against his face. Her hands gripped the bedsheets in a white knuckled grip as Richard's ever insistent tongue lashed the delicate sex lips, drawing out the growing bud of her clitoris from it's fleshy hood.

Just as she thought he might bring her to climax he pulled his face from her swollen pussy and moved up between her legs, kneeling between them. He reached down and pulled her closer to the edge of the low bed so he could get full access to her sex and placed the head of his cock at her wet, open entrance.

"Hold your legs open and pull them back Rinn," Kira whispered. "His cock will slide in all the way then."

Trance like she obeyed her daughter, grasping her legs behind the knees and pulling them back and apart. She felt so vulnerable, so submissive. Her will bending to this stranger and the organ he was going to impale her womanhood within moments. She had never felt like this; the thrill of ultimate submission, of allowing the depths of her pussy to be filled with another sex organ, willing it, lusting for it.

"Fuck her," Kira hissed excitedly and Richard pressed his mushroom shaped knob against Kyrinn's maidenhead. He pushed forward, his glans meeting resistance before easing through the tight ring at her entrance and lodging in the wonderful soft warmth of her pussy hole.

Kyrinn gasped suddenly at the feeling of the fat knob pushing past her virgin hole. "Oh fuck! It's so big!"

Richard stroked the backs of her beautiful upturned thighs. "Relax. Slow deep breaths. Don't tense up till you're used to it. It won't take long."

She complied and as she relaxed he pressed forward again. His cock, well wet from Kira's juices helped his passage into Kyrinn's tight tunnel.

"Oh Goddess!" she cried and bit her lower lip. "I can feel you in me! So deep!"

The invading organ seemed to fill her loins, Nothing so large, warm, soft, yet hard and throbbing had ever filled her so. No dildo had ever come close to this feeling and knowing this thing filling her pussy was part of a living being, knowing that it's purpose was to fill a woman's pussy and ejaculate it's load of potent seed into her belly suddenly sent her over the edge.

"Oh, oh, oh!" she cried in increasing volume as her climax approached without warning. Richard, revelling in the grip of her vagina on his cock recognised her impending orgasm and thrust his cock the rest of the way into her tight orifice. As his balls pushed up against her ass cheeks and the large head of his cock pressing against the end of her tight pussy she came in a crashing wave of orgasmic bliss.

A ball of liquid fire expanded from the point deep in her loins where Richard's thick member ended it's penetration and swept through her belly and chest quickly before engulfing the rest of her quaking body in a wave of exquisite pleasure.

A low, almost soundless "Arghhhhhhhhhh!" escaped from her throat as her head craned back involuntarily forcing her chest and her magnificent breasts upwards. The pleasure pulsed from her sexual core in waves as the solid rod of flesh started to thrust mercilessly into her yielding cunt.

Richard stared wild eyed at this goddess climaxing for the first time on a real cock. A planet full of beautiful, horny, sex starved virgins for him to deflower. This was a drug, one he was totally hooked on and not willing to give up.

His blood boiled in his veins as she jerked in his shaft, still lost in her climax. He need to feel her close, crush her body to his. Her breasts against his naked chest, arms around him and groins mashed together in sexual heat.

He bent down and wrapping one arm around her waist pulled her now relaxing form up the bed a little and followed, never letting his cock from the vise like grip of her virginal pussy.

Richard lowered his weight on to her till he rested on his elbows on either side of her shoulders and ground his pelvis against her puffy vulva. The soft flesh cushioned against the root of his cock while deep within the wet folds of her pussy his massive member stretched her vaginal walls wide and pressed up into her cervix.

Kyrinn looked up at him, wide eyed and panting, then grasped his head and pulled his face down to hers till their lips embraced and she sucked his tongue into her mouth, wanting to take all of him into her body, to feel him fill her completely.

As they kissed he started a slow thrusting in the soft, tight hole between Kyrinn's legs. She felt so good, so damned delicious. The same, but different from Kira. Richard kept a steady rhythm of long strokes into Kyrinn's pussy; withdrawing till the swollen glans was just inside her entrance then plunging back in till his pelvis mashed her vulva and ground against her exposed clit.

Kyrinn was moaning constantly as they fucked and tongue kissed. Gradually the pace of the pistoning into her pussy increased and she felt another climax approaching.

"Oh fuck Richard!" she gasped tearing her mouth from his and wrapping her arms and legs around his strong body. The sensations from her pussy were so unique and exquisite. Her sex organ pulsed with every thrust of the invading flesh into her, opening her up, filling her pussy and probing the very core of her loins.

Richard felt her tremble and tense up, the velvet glove tightening around his shaft perceptibly. He knew she wanted his cock to thrust hard and fast as she came. There was a oneness he sensed with her as he seemed to with Kira; to know exactly how to deliver the maximum pleasure to her.

"Mother Goddess!" Kyrinn cried and arched her back, trying to force the huge cock into her very womb. Suddenly Richard felt strong warm fingers grip his testicles massaging them in a most delicious way and a hot breath in his ear, "Cum in her pussy baby! Give my mother the gift of your loins and fill her belly with your seed!"

Kira's words and her magical fingers set him off. He pulled Kyrinn tight to him as she shuddered spastically in climax below him and felt his cock swell and harden as the familiar signals of his own orgasm approached.

He jerked and felt his cock pulse violently in the tight, wet pussy. Kira's hand held his balls, keeping them from contracting to the base of his cock, heightening the sensation as ropes of hot, thick cum surged through his shaft and splashed directly onto Kyrinn's dilated cervix, drenching the entrance to her womb in a thick coating of fertile semen.

"OH GOD! FUCK YES!" he grunted through clenched teeth as he pulsed his life fluid deep into his still climaxing new sexual mate. Each spurt of cum into the spasming pussy clenching his cock driving bolts of pure pleasure from head to toe.

Then after what seemed an eternity of ultimate sexual union it was over. Richard collapsed on top of Kyrinn, barely able to keep most of his weight off her heaving body while she felt her whole body turn to jelly after the most incredible sexual experience of her life. Her arms and legs flopped out to her sides and she gulped in air as though she had run a sprint for the last ten minutes.

"Oh wow!" Kira uttered. "That was incredible! Is that what I look like when you fuck me Richard? How I cum?"

Richard look over his shoulder at her weakly, a little smile on his lips, 'Yes baby and you are both incredibly beautiful and sexy."

A huge grin broke out on her face and she threw herself down on the bed next to him as he still lay on top of her mother, cock deeply embedded in her sperm drenched pussy. She stroked his face lightly and looked in to his eyes whispering, "I love you Richard," before kissing him.

A hand stroking his backside signalled Kyrinn's return to reality and breaking the kiss with his young lover turned to the woman he was still mated with. She smiled at him, licking her lips, "Thank you," she said almost inaudibly. He smiled back at her and pushed himself to his knees between her wide spread legs, keeping the end of his softening cock inside her delicious sheath.

He looked down at her beautiful naked form. A goddess with the glow of being freshly fucked to orgasm and filled with his sperm. He looked over to Kira, a twin goddess. He had enjoyed her body as much as he had Kyrinn's ,there was no difference there, but just the way they made love, the little differences in what it took to make them climax. Clones they may be, but individuals they were still.

"Did you like it Rinn?" Kira asked eagerly of her mother, kneeling close to her.

"I, I..." Kyrinn stammered in reply. "It was; incredible! I don't know how to describe it, just that I feel so complete, that I feel like a true woman!"

"I know," Kira replied excitedly. "You understand now that he is the other half of our species? That we fit together as the Goddess planned?"

"Yes. I saw the portents. I read the prophecy. It is true." Kyrinn reach out a hand to Richard and held one of his. "You are the most important being on our world Richard. Tomorrow I will talk to the Elder Council."




Planetfall Ch. 03



'Portents? Prophecy?' he thought to himself. Confusion assailed him. Now there we more questions. This planet went from one crazy thing to the next.

"What do you mean by prophecy?" he asked cautiously.

Kyrinn smiled up at him, "There will be time for many answers, for now we should rest. Come lay between Kira and me." She pulled his hand and slipping his semi turgid cock from her warm nest he lay between two of the most beautiful women he had ever know. 

As they snuggled up on each side he drifted to sleep, sated and warm in their naked embrace.

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Wild dreams ran through Richard Jensen's mind; images of stars, massive galaxies and ethereal women walking or floating in the void, the light of a billion stars shining through their forms. They gathered to him, hands reaching out, stroking his body, his soul. Pleasure blossomed at their every touch and their beauty radiated like a halo around their ghostly forms. A deep sense of love and need emanated from their presence and he grew aware of his own rising need to satisfy them, merge with them, make them part of him as they make him a part of them.

The universe dissolved into a blackness with only one sensation; his swollen cock held firmly in a warm hand. Suddenly it amplified as a soft, wet tongue swirled over his glans and he groaned, reaching out to to hold the head at his groin. Long, silky locks filled his hand, spilling out between his fingers and the fellatrix took him further into her mouth pushing the spongy knob to the back of her throat and humming slightly.

"Oh yessssss", he hissed, opening his eyes. Dim light only showed a form at his side and a cascade of barely shimmering blond hair pooled on his stomach. Another shape next to his head loomed close and soft lips met his, tongue probing inwards. Hands descended to his head and chest, stroking lightly as their tongues slipped over each other and the wondrous feeling on his now stiff cock continued.

The mouth departed his manhood a last tongue probing into the slit at the top of the knob and he felt her move, straddling his hips. The hand on his cock held him firm as it was moved till the underside of his glans contacted soft, wet labia and a small harder lump. She moved it around, masturbating her clit with the underside of his glans, moaning softly.

"Oh fuck! I need this in me," she whispered. Without any further warning his cock was pushed back and was enveloped from knob to base in one rapid motion in a velvet glove of female flesh. The suddenness of the tight pussy he impaled caused him to gasp and the heat and wetness soaked into his raging hard on.

"Oh my god!" he grunted pulling away from the lips locked to his and before he could utter anything else, thighs straddled his head and another set of luscious labia was presented to him, this time for his mouth to devour.

His nose poked into the vaginal hole as he reached out with his tongue and drew the vulva into his mouth, sucking and licking the delicate lips. Now he knew who was riding his cock and who was on his face. Kira's bare labia filled his mouth whilst Kyrinn ground her hungry cunt down onto his pelvis. No wonder he slid full length into her in one stroke. Her pussy still full of his cum from their earlier coupling had lubricated her soft walls perfectly.

Richard attacked the pussy on his face with gusto. He had never been with two women before and the unique sensation of having his cock embedded fully in one pussy and his tongue in another put his libido into overdrive.

His tongue worked all the way from her anal hole, opening it up and licking inside and around before snaking into her pussy and up to her now engorged clitoris. There he sucked it in, lashing the hard nub and the surrounding flesh, teasing, building her up as he repeated the cycle again and again.

Kyrinn revelled in the sensation of the fat penis once again filling her pussy. The new position allowing her to control the depth and force of penetrations and she thrust up and down on it and ground her swollen labia against the base of the cock, feeling it poke regions deep inside her belly.

As the trio made love, the mother and daughter astride their lover kissed deeply, hands wandering over each other. Stroking arms, backs and legs; holding weighty breasts and rolling and pulling at nipples.

All too soon Kira succumbed to the expert ministrations of her sopping vulva to Richard's tongue and lips. She groaned into her mother's mouth and shuddered in a seemingly endless orgasm until Richard sensed her sensitivity and slow eased his mouth off her clit, kissing and sucking at the girl cum and saliva soaked outer labia and the hot, wet entrance to her sex.

Nuzzling his face to her backside he slipped his tongue into the dilated hole, licking her juices out from deep inside.

"Mother goddess that's nice!" she groaned. "He's licking inside my pussy Rinn, and he also tongued my backside. It's so fucking incredible!"

Kyrinn ground her pussy down harder with rapid to and fro movements and hearing and feeling her daughter climax as they kissed sent her into a sexual frenzy on the pole invading her insides. Waves of pleasure washed over her as her pussy throbbed in every stroke. The juncture of her vulva and Richard's cock soaked in her pussy juice causing obscene squelching sounds to emanate from the region with every hip thrust.

"Kira! I'm going to cum, baby! Hold me! His cock is so deep! I can feel his knob in my belly! Oh FUCK!" she cried and then screamed soundlessly to the ceiling as a massive orgasm crashed through her loins and exploded into her lithe body.

Richard drove his tongue up into Kira's still throbbing cunt hole, the feel of every fold and ridge on his tongue and her taste filling his brain with lust. He felt Kyrinn grinding her pelvis down on him, her whole sex organ from engorged labia to womb working his cock like he had never felt before. His whole being was his cock and tongue, both as deep as they could get into the throbbing, clenching pussies as he could get.

Kyrinn's cervix ground with merciless pleasure onto his glans and Kira's sopping cunt hole gripped his tongue as it flicked against the soft folds inside. His whole being felt as though it was inside these women, as if his body was a cock and their pussies held him tight, milking the shaft for its load of life giving sperm.

Suddenly Kyrinn spasmed and he felt her body shudder and pussy spasm uncontrollably on his shaft. He wrapped his arms around Kira's supple thighs and driving his tongue deeper into her throbbing wet hole felt his cock swell and spurt a thick load of warm cum far into Kyrinn's pussy. His hips jerked up and another massive spurt splashed into her spasming cunt. Time and again, five, six, seven jets of thick cum drenched her insides before finally he collapsed, spent, his cock twitching in the belly of Kyrinn as she slumped on top of him.

Kira gently raised her mother's face and kissed her lips and face all the while sliding her slippery, puffy labia over Richard's lips and chin, extracting the last ounce of pleasure from him before finally dismounting him. As she did Kyrinn lay down on top of Richard, letting the full weight of her tight sleek form press close to his muscular frame. She was coated in a sheen of sweat and her sodden box still kept his semi turgid cock within her.

Richard held her close and then turn onto his side carrying her with her. Their legs intertwined and arms wrapped each other keeping the contact of their melded sex together in a pool of their combined cum deep inside her pussy.

Kira nestled in behind Richard, snuggling up and pushing her wonderfully soft breasts against his back. She drew the cover of them and held him close.

"Your pussy is so hot Kyrinn," he whispered to her, their faces almost touching.

"I know," she replied. "It's still throbbing. I can feel the heat radiating from my belly and your cock filling me still. This is so beautiful. What have we missed for so long?..." her voice trailed off.

He kissed her gently as Kira pressed her face into his neck from behind and soon they all fell into a dreamless slumber, sated for the time being.

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Richard felt soft lips brush his for a moment and then a weight lift from the bed. Soft light filled his brain behind closed eyes and turning his head he opened them in time to see the receding figure of a naked female, long flaxen hair tumbled down past broad shoulders to half way down her well defined back. Long, lean legs met at tight buttocks and her hips swayed with unbridled sexuality as she strode barefoot out of the room. As she left he could just make out the outline of her pussy, hanging like a ripe peach in the gap at the top of her legs.

He sighed and let his head drop to the pillow. 'My god,' he thought, 'she is the most magnificent specimen of the human female species I've ever met, let alone been allowed to make love to'. He turned his head in the other direction and his eyes encountered that female's exact twin. More than twin, a clone. 'Correction,' he said to himself, 'make that two magnificent specimens.' and smiled wryly.

Propping up on an elbow he pulled the cover back to reveal one of Nature's greatest creations. Kira, or was it Kyrinn lay on her stomach, arms outstretched past her head, head tilted in his direction. She looked so incredibly beautiful, so peaceful as she slept. Her hair swept radiant over one arm, the swell of her breast, pushing out between her chest and the bed, inviting a touch.

His eyes travelled downwards over her form. Lithe and tight. Her skin glowed. He just needed to touch. He reached out, fingertips grazing lightly down her flank and over her small, tight buttocks. Her legs were slightly parted and his hand wandered lower, moving inwards. Silky skin gave way to moisture, the slippery moisture of sex fluids. Lower still and fingers skirted past her anal ring and the short bridge of skin to the opening of her sex.

He dipped a fingertip in. It was hot and gooey, still puffy. Gathering more slippery juice on his finger, he slid it along between her inner labia and then down between the nether lips. His other fingers grazed a trail of hair on her thick outer lips. Kyrinn. Richard smiled to himself. No wonder her pussy was still swollen and so slippery. He had filled her virginal pussy twice last night, the second time more than he could ever remember doing.

The thought made his cock swell and boldly he pushed his middle finger deep into Kyrinn's sex sleeve, feeling how beautifully soft and wet the inner folds were. Much semen was trapped in them and he pulled it out smelling the heady scent of their combined juices before licking his digit clean.

The scent from her exposed sex drove into his brain, boiling his blood yet again. How he could desire to make love again so soon had him amazed, but for now all rational thought was rapidly vanishing and his lust to mate with his new lover again took control.

Carefully he moved between her legs and gently, with one hand under each thigh, pushed her legs up and apart, so she lay almost frog like. He looked down at her delicious backside and to the open cleft between her legs. The inner lips butterflied open, creating and inverted vee that pointed directly to her dilated opening, Wetness seeped from the open hole and glistened off the pink exposed flesh of her vulva. Never had a sight so entranced him and grasping his now rock hard cock, moved up and placed the bulging head against the inviting entrance.

Gently he pushed into her sopping pussy, the heat of her insides enveloping his cock head as it pushed apart the swollen folds and lodged once again deep into her body.

He crouched over her slumbering form, resting on his elbows and grasping her shoulders guided his solid pole all the way in, pulling her onto his cock till his balls rested against her exposed vulva.

"Ahhhhhh!" he sighed and closed his eyes momentarily savouring the sensation of being sheathed in her pussy again.

"Mmmmmmmmm!" hummed from Kyrinn's throat and a smile quickly spread across her beautiful face. She tightened her pussy's grip on his manhood and immediately felt how much bigger he was.

"Oh Goddess!" she moaned and shuddered with pleasure.

"Good morning lover," Richard whispered. "You are so beautiful and so wonderfully tight!"

"Make love to me Richard. Fill me again with your cock and your seed," she managed to say between moans as he started to slowly thrust into her body yet again.

This time they made love, slowly and tenderly. Kyrinn drew her legs up even further allowing Richard to penetrate her even more deeply. She felt the large spongy knob opening her deepest recesses, caressing her innermost core and the throb of his shaft against her slick muscular tunnel. Her insides seemed to have turned to mush, throbbing heavily and as he kissed her back and neck and held her breasts she came, came in an endless beautiful crashing wave that rolled on and on. After an eternity in bliss she felt him grip her hard, crush her to him and then the swell of his sex organ stretch her pussy to new extremes and the now familiar hot wetness flood her insides with jets of his warm potent semen.

They lay like that, him crouched over her back, joined at the groin, her pussy embracing his now spent cock in the culmination of their sexual union.

"I love you Richard," she whispered.

He nuzzled her neck. "And I love you. I love you and Kira so deeply, I cannot explain." He kissed her, tenderly and stroked her hair, feeling at peace with the universe. Noticing a movement at the door he looked over.

Kira stood there, one hand at her sex, rubbing gently, the other squeezing a breast. Tears streamed down her face, but a twisted smile gripped her lips.

"Kira! What's wrong?" Richard asked with concern at the same moment that Kyrinn turned to see her.

She sniffled, "I, I am with child!"

"Kira!" Kyrinn exclaimed, "My beautiful daughter! Can this be true?"

Kira spoke slowly, determined to make the words come out right, "I, I did the test three times to make sure."

"Come here baby!" Kyrinn cried and kneeled up, reaching out to her daughter. She sat back on Richard's lap, keeping him well embedded in her pussy as Kira leapt to the bed and hugged her mother. Richard reached around and held her to them as the two women cried tears of joy.

Eventually they pulled apart a little, the emotion of the news subsiding. Kyrinn stroked her daughter's face. "Oh Kira! My beautiful Kira, you have made me the proudest mother of all!" Kira beamed and even puffy tear stained eyes could not lessen her beauty.

Richard reached out and stroked her too. "Baby, I have instruments that can check. Is it ok if I give you a scan?" She nodded assent and lifting Kyrinn a little withdrew from her pussy which unleashed a torrent of cum on the sheets below.

Kyrinn quickly covered her gaping hole, "Oops," and giggled as Richard made his way off the bed and out the door.

Kira giggled too, then said more seriously, "You looked so beautiful as you made love. I watched you for ages."

"I have you to thank. Without you and the Goddess' guiding hand our fate would be different."

They sat on the bed and chatted until Richard returned. The women grinned at him and Kira licked her lips as he approached, savouring the sight of his flaccid member swinging between his legs and the sack with two large orbs hanging down.

"Right, Kira please lay down," he said all authority and business like now. She complied and he held a device over her lower belly for a few moments.

"What is that?" Kyrinn asked.

"A medical scanner," he replied absently looking at the readings on the screen and then worked his fingers over the device and continued the process, this time holding the device for a moment over certain areas of her flat belly before moving to the next. Within a few minutes he had completed his work.

"Hmmmm," he mused.

"Well?" Kira asked impatiently.

"Hmmm, well, not a baby," he retorted.

Kira's face looked shocked. "Not, I, I'm not?..."

Richard continued, "No, not A baby. Two babies. You are going to have twins."

Kira's mouth fell open and she was suddenly speechless. Kyrinn's hand flew to her mouth, eyes wide in disbelief. "Oh Mother Goddess!" she exclaimed.

Richard grinned, ready to deliver the final news. "Oh, and by the readings I am the father!"

Kira finally gained some composure. "You, you have impregnated me?"

"Yes, my beautiful and now pregnant lover, as Nature intended."

She reached up and pulled his face to hers, kissing him desperately on the lips, face, anywhere she could land her mouth. She held him, arms around his neck, sobbing with joy. "Thank you, oh thank you my beautiful star man," she whispered into his ear.

When she had recovered she made him sit behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She looked at her mother. "Mother, if he has made me pregnant, then maybe you are too?"

Kyrinn sighed, "I wish it were so, but you know no one has ever carried a child beyond their fortieth year. I am well beyond that now. I'm afraid it cannot be."

"But mother, this is different." She reach out to hold her hands.

Kyrinn looked at her daughter sympathetically. "I'm sorry," she replied as a sadness descended on her exquisite features.

Richard whispered into Kira's ear and she nodded. "Mother, will you let Richard scan you? It doesn't hurt. You don't feel anything actually."

"If it makes you feel better," she said trying to smile.

She lay on her back as Kira had done and he ran the device over her lower regions. This time it took longer and he fiddled with the controls numerous times. Kira held her mother's hand during the procedure, looking intently at the goings on.

"Okay, finally. Not the easiest scan, what with your uterus so swollen."

"Maybe it was all that delicious fucking we did?" Kyrinn replied brazenly as she smiled at him.

"Ummm, yes," he mumbled still working the device and actually blushed a little. The women giggled.

"Okay, this is only a preliminary reading, but is about ninety nine percent accurate till I can confirm it in a few hours."

"And?" Kira prompted.

"Oh, yes, ummmm. You are now three hours pregnant and I guess you know who the father is. Congratulations!"

This time Kyrinn was speechless and Kira hugged her mother, the two women once again crying tears of joy till they eventually they remember Richard.

"Now you have two pregnant lovers to look after," Kyrinn said sexily to him as her hand stroked over her womb. Would you like to really make sure you've implanted babies in us before breakfast?" Her hand slid lower as her legs opened up and fingers spread her succulent labia and exposed her cum soaked gash.

Richard groaned as Kira reached her hand to his rising manhood and grasped it, licking her lips and lowering her face to his groin.

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He sat at the dining table, cleared of his equipment and looked over into the kitchen. He was showered and clothed, but the ladies had insisted on remaining naked and started for the kitchen as he had made to get washed. Now they only wore aprons to protect from splashes of hot oil and whatever. They looked so damned sexy; tight little backsides and long curvy legs. His mind wandered back an hour when Kira was on her back and Kyrinn was straddling her face, grinding her pussy down on her daughter's slurping mouth. Kyrinn had hooked Kira's legs under her arms and pulled them apart and back as Richard kneeled between them thrusting his cock into the deliciously tight and wet tunnel between her legs.

As her rammed into her pregnant, yielding loins he held Kyrinn's weighty breasts in his hands, massaging them, rolling and pulling at the nipples and all the while their mouths were locked in a deep tongue kiss; sucking and licking;




Planetfall Ch. 03



Richard thrust ceaselessly into Kira even as she climaxed and then through the next build up and orgasm. Time and again she grunted and shuddered on his invading meat while Kyrinn rode her face and climaxed simultaneously with her daughter.

Total bliss enveloped the trio and Richard fought to stave off his orgasm, knowing that it's herald would bring this universe of pleasure to an end. Both women grunted and groaned in climax again and Kyrinn breathed hard into his mouth, holding his head close with both hands. Her breasts heaved and their warm, soft weight in his palms and Kira's hot, throbbing pussy, working over the full length of his shaft finally propelled him into oblivion. His glans swelled to bursting and with a loud grunt he shoved hard into the spasming pussy below and flooded Kira's loins with thick ropes of warm semen. Her pussy suddenly became incredibly hot and slick with his ejaculate coating her fleshy walls and with a final thrust planted his knob against her pulsing cervix and shuddered uncontrollably as Kira's sex organ milked the last drops of his cum into her body.

He blinked, realising his daydream had been reality. It all seemed so surreal in hindsight. Two sex goddesses to fuck, the brazen display of incest between mother and daughter. He realised how brazen that when he had pulled out of Kira, Kyrinn, bent down, licked his cock clean and then bent lower and sucked his cum out of Kira's pussy, licking her vulva and bringing her to another orgasm as they held close in a sixty-nine position.

The women seemed insatiable and possibly more disturbing was his ability to satisfy their urges and continue to do so time after time with hardly a break. That and his desire to want to do it, again and again. He seemed to have minimal recovery time. He had to get Sylvia to investigate.

One of the girls walked over to him, placing a large glass of a cloudy pink liquid in front of him.

"What's this?" he enquired, picking up the glass and inspecting the contents. He hadn't had any pink drink yet.

"A tonic. Good for recovery and general health," she said.

'Damn,' he thought to himself, 'I wish I knew who I was talking to.'

"What's in it?"

She smiled, so beautifully. He would have drunk it if it was deadly poison just for that smile. "Some fruits and spices, for flavour and sexual health." She winked and turned on her heel to return to the kitchen.

'Sexual health!' he mused, " As though I need that with how I just performed!' and downed half the contents in one go.

Sweet liquid silk ran down his throat then into his stomach and spread like a warm fire into his belly. He closed his eyes and relished the feeling. 'Holy fuck!' he thought. If he could ever bottle and sell this off planet... but no, there were more important things.

The clink of crockery returned him to reality and he saw the girls placing dishes out on the table. They were naked again and he grinned, partly from the effect of the drink and partly out of drinking in their beauty.

"The Mother Goddess has given us the fruit of her loins. Please, eat!" Kyrinn said and they quickly heaped their plates with all the magnificent foods that had been prepared. The smells wafting from the plates reminded Richard of how long it had been since his last meal. Yesterday lunchtime and nothing since except the delectable bodies of the women seated on each side of him as he sat at one end of the table.

They ate ravenously, with barely a word between them until a each had finished a plate and were all going for second helpings.

"Kira," Richard asked, inclining his head towards her as he finished the last mouthful from his plate, "can I ask how old you are?"

She smiled at him, "This will be my twenty third season at the Feast of the Goddess."

He had worked out already that the term 'season' referred to one orbit of Elysia, a little over four hundred equivalent Earth days.

"I see", he nodded and turned to Kyrinn "Kyrinn, if you don't mind my asking," he wondered if the seemingly universal sensitivity about women's ages held here too, "how old you are?"

"Of course not!" she laughed. "I have seen forty five seasons."

He stared at her. He knew she must be older by some minimum number of years, but twenty two years and still looking no older than Kira. To confound the issue, that made Kyrinn closer to fifty Earth years.

"Richard," she asked in return, "when you said earlier that you were the 'father'", she said the word as though is was unfamiliar, "what exactly did you mean?"

"Ah, right! Umm, yes well...", he realised that the concept of fathering was totally alien and over the course of the next plate of food gave a quick lesson in human biology.

The girls stared wide-eyed at his explanation and hung on to every word. "So," Kyrinn said carefully, "you could impregnate every woman here on Elysia?"

Richard felt as though he was stepping into a swamp full of crocodiles, "Well, technically yes, but it's not a practical idea."

"Why not?" Kira asked innocently.

"Well, without a full course in what is called 'genetics' it's easier to say I cannot impregnate every woman on Elysia, not withstanding the fact I may die of exhaustion before then."

The girls exploded with laughter and Richard blushed and dug into his food, trying to ignore the lewd comments that followed.

On a more serious note Kyrinn followed up, "So then you only need to mate more with a selection of women?"

He looked up from his plate, "Ummm, only if you think I need to. Is there a reason?" Kyrinn was smart, so he played dumb, wanting to draw the answer from her. He already knew what it was; he wanted to know that she recognised the solution.

Her hand closed over his, softly and squeezed gently, her deep blue eyes, a little sad now searched his. "Yes. My people are dying. We have known this for a long time. The Goddess has sent you, sent you to breath life back into us." Her other hand went to her naked belly, covering her womb. "I spent the last twenty years trying to conceive a sister for Kira and in one night with you my wish has been granted. Not only that, you have gifted her the impossible; twins. There has never been a case of twin birth on Elysia. You have achieved a miracle."

Kira's hand extended out to his other arm and held it. She smiled so lovingly at him his heart melted.

"I understand. I had to hear it from you, to know that you know the plight of your situation," he answered solemnly.

A moment of silence passed between them, as though an unwritten pact had been agreed. Kyrinn broke the silence, "How many babies could Kira have with you?"

Richard coughed, taken aback at the question. Kyrinn knew how to deliver them from left field.

"I, ummm," he did a quick calculation based on some of the facts he knew. "Err, she could have possibly thirty, maybe forty babies, all going well under ideal conditions of course."

"Oh Mother Goddess!" Kyrinn and Kira both exclaimed together.

"But," he quickly added, "that's not really practical. Babies are very stressful to the mother during and after pregnancy. It's not good for their health be almost permanently pregnant. As a medical doctor I would not condone such a practice."

"But," Kyrinn added, "she can still have many children?"

"Well, yes. From my little understanding of your biology here, at Kira's age she would produce twins at every pregnancy for some years to come."

"Twins? Every time?" Kira uttered incredulously.

"How, how many babies could I have?" Kyrinn asked slowly.

"Okay, this is all guess work and like I said before, while it could possibly be done, it's not a good thing to do really, but if I assume your egg production is now at one release per cycle and you get pregnant immediately after birth and follow the general norm of menopause, although it's probably all screwed up here, then maybe ten babies, maybe more"

Kyrinn clasped her hand to her mouth, eyes wide in astonishment. "Ten? Or more? Mother Goddess!'

They ate the rest of breakfast in relative silence, the two women assimilating the knowledge from Richard.

"Richard," Kyrinn said softly, laying her hand on his arm, "I didn't mean to upset you in anyway, make it seem as though you were a commodity, some sort of breeding machine. I needed to know the full reality, and now I know. I will seek an audience with the Elder Council. This information will help me construct an argument and gain assurance that you will be treated and respect as a human being. We have laws and traditions. The Goddess may have sent you, but I will not allow political self interests to use you as a pawn."

His hand covered hers as Kira's hand then covered his. The bigger struggle was now with people and power, not just science and biology. Humans never seemed to change. Light years and centuries never quashed the basic drives for power, control and domination. This was one fight he had to leave in other hands.

He nodded his head and whispered almost resignedly, "Some things never change Kyrinn, some things never change."

"I love you Richard, love you so deeply I cannot explain. I know that Kira feels the same, because I feel it within her. We are all bonded as one. We are family now."

He kissed her tenderly, lovingly and then turned to do the same with Kira. He did feel a oneness with them, and intricate bond he could not describe. Science and logic had finally failed him, but in that loss he felt he had gained so much more.

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They watched Kyrinn depart on her horse, back towards the main settlement. Richard held Kira close. "She's a smart woman is your mother," he said as the figure receded over a low hill.

"She was taught by the best. Her grand mama was the Elder when mother was growing up. She held the post for more than sixty years. A record that has not been surpassed. Thanks to you, she is assured a seat on the Elder Council now."

He look at her quizzically, "Me how?"

"She will have a second child. Only Those that have borne two children may sit on the Elder Council."

"I don't understand how this works," he replied shaking his head.

"Come, let us sit in the garden and I will fetch us some refreshment and explain." She led him to a seat under a magnificent flowering tree that was so alien in form his attention was captured by it and he did not notice here departure until she had appeared again with a tray and cooling beverage. It was strange, he had examined this tree just a few days ago, instruments in hand, but now, bereft of objective data gathering he drank in it beauty, it's form and subtleties.

"Richard?" Kira's pure, sweet voice dragged him back into reality. What was happening to him? He had never been like this. His life was science, logic and the pursuit of the natural order. He shook his head, trying to clear it.

"Yes my love." He took the tray from her and set it on a nearby table as she sat down.

She smiled at him and stroked his face. "You are the most wonderful thing to ever happen to me."

Their eyes locked, words becoming meaningless till after a time Kira spoke, "I should explain, about the Council."

"Oh! Yes, please do!" Richard snapped out the grip her deep blue eyes held on him.

"The Council is made up of two parts; the Lesser Council and Elder Council. The Lesser Council comprises of twelve members all of whom are elected by the community. They must have borne at least one child. The Elder Council is elected from the Lesser Council by the community and eligibility is granted by having served at least five years on the Lesser Council and having borne two children."

"Has anyone ever had more than two babies?" he interjected.

"No. Two is already mark of great fertility and service to the community. Three children has never been achieved."

"I, umm, noticed in my observations that some women, like Kyrinn wear their top with one breast free and others both breasts exposed, while others have their chest covered."

"Ah, yes this is to signify a woman's fertility status to the community. It bestows certain benefits and of course eligibility to the council."

Richard's mind leapt the the obvious. If their whole socio-political environment or even part of was defined by how many babies a woman had borne, how was his presence going to affect it? Now he understood Kyrinn's task. A spanner in the works he was indeed!

"Darling," Kira said bringing his thoughts back to the present. "How did you 'observe' us?"

Richard smiled to himself. Kira may not have been as wily as her mother, but she was just as smart.

"Well, we had, that is the ship I was on had, umm, devices that could see onto the land below, from a far distance, and this was one of the things I noticed."

"So you were spying on us?" she said with a sly smile. "Did you see things you liked?" She pulled up her dress, exposing smooth silky thighs.

He looked down at her legs, so perfect. The dress crept higher. His heart pounded in his chest.

"Did you like looking at the women's breasts?" Her hand pulled at a clasp on her shoulder and the top of the dress fell away, revealing her perfect pendulous orbs."

"No!" he blurted out.

"No?" came the questioning answer.

"I mean no, we weren't spying!"

"So you like looking at breasts?"

"Yes," he hissed. He itched to grasp them, suck her stiffening nipples and flick them with his tongue.

"So you came here to look at our breasts?" she remarked slyly.

"Yes! I mean no! Oh fuck it, come here woman!" He pulled her to him, one hand encompassing the warm soft orb and drove his tongue deep into her mouth. Her hand rested on his groin, squeezing the growing pole in her grip to full hardness. She needed him, urgently and together they fell to the grass beneath the alien tree to make love until she had felt the touch of the universe on her soul and the spurt of her lover's potent seed in her belly once again.

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They lay on blankets in the darkness of the warm night out in the garden. Side by side, holding hands, fingers interlaced they lay looking up at the vista of stars wheeling overhead while they recovered from a passionate bout of love making.

Richard Jensen's mind wandered as he basked in the starlight. It had been three days now since Kyrinn had left and he had spent the time investigating plants, animals, minerals, the air, pollens, dust. He watched Kira work her skills at the pottery wheel, transmuting lumps of clay into anything from day to day utensils right up to the most exquisite expressions of ceramics. Items so translucent one could almost see through them, yet hard as steel and just as resilient. These were the pinnacle of her art and took many hours of dedicated work without a break. Once the firing was complete did she relax completely. Needless to say he had much time to himself and their daily activities only allowed them early morning and nights to make love.

The twin moons were rising now above the horizon, following the large luminous gas giant. He remembered back to the last time they had made love out here and the celestial objects had been in a similar configuration.

"Look," he pointed.

Kira caught her breath, "Isn't it beautiful?" she whispered in awe. Gasping in surprise she raised her finger to the sky and pointed to the spray of stars formed by the Milky Way, "Look! Now I understand!"

"Understand what? Richard asked, not seeing anything unusual.

"Look," she said patiently, "at the stream of stars, how they arc across the sky and join the Womb of the Goddess."

"Yes," he replied. The gas giant, 'Womb of the Goddess' as she referred to it was on the galactic plane at this point and was intersected by the stream of the Milky Way. "What does it mean?"

She trembled with excitement, squeezing his hand, "This why she is full with child and her breasts hang heavy. This white stream," her finger traced it's path from one end of the horizon to where the gas giant was rising, "is the seed to fertilise her belly, like your milky white seed has done to me and my mother!"

It clicked in Richard's brain finally. It all made perfect sense, if one held the belief, but it was just all a co-incident convergence of the celestial objects. How many times had this particular configuration occurred in the past? Kira said last time she had never heard it to be so, but now this had been going on for nearly a week.

Her reasoning triggered a memory from the other night. "Kira, what was that thing Kyrinn said about portents the other night?"

She waved her hand at the sky, "You mean like this?"

"What others were there?"

"The other," she said with her voice filled with excitement, "was the day I found you. My mother said that the the coloured sheets of lights in the sky were was the dress of the Mother Goddess standing over Elysia and the bright new sun that appeared and streaked over the sky to the land was her sending the life in her loins to bring new life and hope to us."

He mulled over the event and it's interpretation. The visual effect of the aurora could be seen as the material of a dress, folding and moving. Undoubtedly the changing colours would lend a very mystical effect to it. The destruction of the ship, definitely bright enough to appear as a second sun in the sky and the descent of his lifeboat to the planet below, he could also see how it could be viewed as their Goddess giving birth and he it appeared, was the end result of the event.

He was the Messiah, sent by the Mother Goddess to lead them from the brink of destruction to a new age of fertility and mortal prosperity. He closed his eyes to the beauty of the heavens and groaned to himself, 'Oh God, or is that Goddess now?' he thought. If he didn't know better from all his scientific training and experience he could almost believe the universe had conspired this incredible chain of events just to deliver him here. Now, at this critical point in time in this peoples' lives with just the right circumstances to make it all fit together so easily.

"Kira, I need to get back to my lifeboat. There are some things I need to get and I want to run more checks on myself and you. You have new life growing inside of you now and I want to keep a close eye on them."

She rolled over on top of him, pressing her belly and breasts against him. The intimate skin on skin contact sent little shivers through her lithe body and she kissed him, holding his face with both hands.

"Of course! I'm done with most of my work for the moment and could do with a break. Mother should turn up in a day or two. These things take time with the Council."

He smiled up at her, stroking her back and letting his hands wander over her tight little buttocks, squeezing them while occasionally letting a fingertip graze across her rosebud.

"Mmmmmm," she hummed eyes closed. She suddenly snapped them open a wicked grin on her lips.

"Richard darling," she said coyly, running a fingertip over his cheek, "remember the other night with Rinn," He noticed how she used her mother's pet name in intimate circumstances. This was going to lead to something interesting. He just knew.

"Ummmm, maybe," he interjected innocently.

Her voice was slow and sexy, "Well, you know when, well like, we woke you in the middle of the night and had some fun?"

"Yesssss," he replied equally slowly. She was being unusually shy about whatever she was trying to say.

"Well," she continued, "you did some really nice things to me."

"Things like what," he replied playing dumb. He was enjoying seeing her squirm over this subject. She was looking so incredibly beautiful in the reflected light of the moons and gas giant overhead.

"You, ummm, well you know," she bit her lip, "touched me back there."

He thought she actually blushed a little. He was certain he had heard her tell Kyrinn what he had done, in the throes of her passion, but then that situation was a little different.




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"Like this?" he whispered sliding a fingertip over her rosebud again, his face close to hers, staring into the black pools of her eyes, the pupils dilated in the dimness.

She shivered with delight, "Yes, but not with your finger."

"With what then?" he smiled. He was going to make her say it.

"With, with," she stammered as he dipped his fingertip into her just fucked pussy hole and getting it nice and wet with their combined cum, rimmed her tight hole and pushed the tip in a little.

"With?" he demanded, increasing the pressure on her private hole.

"Your tongue!" she burst out. "You stuck you hot tongue into my backside and licked my anus!" The dam had finally burst and he pushed his digit inside up to the first knuckle. Her sphincter gripped the end of his finger like a steel band.

Her eyes widened as he wiggle the tip inside her.

"Oh fuck!" she grunted wriggling her naked body on him. He legs rested outside of his and as she thrashed on him his cock started to swell till the base nudged against her vulva.

"So you liked it then?

"Yesssss," she hissed lowly. "It was nice, no, fucking incredible."

"Kira!" he exclaimed, "such a potty mouth!"

"She grinned back, "Sorry, sometimes I get carried away and there aren't words to describe it. You don't mind?"

"I think it's sexy. Talk dirty if you want. Kind of turns me on really," he grinned back.

"So," he continued, "you want me to do it again?"

"No, I mean yes! I mean," she paused before continuing in a low voice, "Would you take me in my backside?"

Richard's cock grew to a full erection and pressed hard against the soft, swollen labia between her legs. Kira ground her pussy down on the hard shaft and licked her lips.

"You want me to fuck you in your backside? Slide my thick cock deep into your tight little anus?" He worked his fingertip around the inside of her anal hole, pressing gently against the restricting ring of muscle.

"Yes," she whimpered. "Please fuck my arse." Her face was a mask erotic desire and her breath was coming in pants, hot against his neck.

The finger in her tight hole continued to work her in to a frenzy and she started to pump her hips, sliding her cum soaked labia along the thick shaft. He could feel the juices flowing out over his cock and squelch where their pubic mounds met on every down stroke

He head had dropped to one side of his face and he whispered into her ear, "Do you want me to ram your virgin arse hard, fill it completely with my meat?"

She was panting hard now, working up to a climax, "Yes!"

"And then, what do you want baby, what do you really want?" he egged her on.

Deep breaths wracked her chest as she continued to hump against him. "I want," she panted hard, "I want: I want, oh fuck! I want you to cum in my fucking arse hole!" At that last she shuddered violently gripping him hard against her while her hips jerked spasmodically and the soft wet labia of her throbbing pussy slid deliciously over his erection.

He withdrew his finger and held her sweaty body close to him, relishing the heat and feel of her skin and the wonderful slipperiness of her vulva trying the wrap around his manhood.

Kira lifted her head and grinned at him. "Wow! Just thinking about you fucking and cumming in my backside got me off! That and some help from your finger and that nice hard cock between my legs," she giggled.

"I think you need to sick it in me now fuck my brains out!" she added quickly.

"Whoa there, my beautiful lover!" Richard cautioned. "Anal sex is a slow affair. Can't just ram it in without preparation."

"Really?" she asked a little disappointed.

"Yes, really. Look, first, we need to get you properly lubricated, relaxed and opened up."

She looked at him quizzically, "Opened up?"

He held his finger up between them, "How wide do you reckon my cock is, when it's really hard?"

She held up three of her own slim fingers together, "Ummm, maybe this wide." She added her pinky, "Maybe this wide, or a bit less."

"Baby, I could only just get the tip of this," he nodded to his own finger, "in you. It's going to take some time before you're ready for my cock."

She pouted, sexily, "But we can do it tonight?"

"Yes. Get a cushion and put it on the seat over there, then get on your knees and rest your arms and head on it."

Kira gave him a quick deep tongue kiss then leapt up, flaxen hair flying and breasts bouncing as she hurried to do as asked. Soon enough she was on her knees, arms and head resting on the cushioned bench. She looked around at him and let her midriff slump causing her hips to tilt up. Her pussy and anus now fully exposed to his view.

"How's that? Is this the right position?" she asked huskily.

The way she proffered her sex to him; her swollen and gaping wet pussy, the tight bud of her anus, curve of her lithe body and breasts hanging freely below all screamed for him to take her. Possess her body and soul.

"Oh god baby! You are so sexy! I am going to make you cum like never before!"

"Come and open me up Richard, open my ass so it can take your fat cock deep inside me."

He dropped to his knees behind her and pushed her legs a little further apart so her tight hole was fully accessible. Holding a small firm butt cheek in each hand he pulled them apart gently and lowered his mouth to her last unfucked orifice.

Kira held her eyes closed knowing her most private hole was exposed for Richard to deflower, she waited for the intimate touch of his tongue. She gasped as the tip of his hot, wet tongue ran around her puckered hole then tried to worm it's way inside. Her insides turned to mush as the strong muscle flicked at her sphincter and involuntarily she relaxed and the organ drove in suddenly.

"Oh my Goddess!" she moaned. "That feels so fucking nice! Keep licking me baby!"

Spurred on by the sudden access past her sphincter he increased his rimming and probing of her hole and gradually it started to open, budding out from the cleft of her butt cheeks. Letting go of one cheek he put a hand between her legs and slipped his thumb deep into her pussy and gripped her vulva with his palm.

A river of juices, both his cum and hers ran out of her into his hand and he massaged her clit and wiggled his digit in the sopping cave of her sex.

"Oh shit! Oh shit! Rub me right there! Yes! Fuck me with your tongue! That's it! Oh fuck! I think I'm going to cum!" The profanities spilled from her lips and as her worked his tongue deep in her ass, licking the raw, sensitive walls she arched her back and flung her head back and groaned at the sky.

Her anal hole gripped his tongue and pulsed on it in time with her shuddering climax. When she relaxed he pulled his mouth from her anus and withdrew his hand from her pussy. It was completely soaked, running off his fingers. Before she had time to realise the pleasuring mouth was gone from her backside he slowly pushed his cum drenched middle finger into the slippery crater of her ass hole.

Kira stiffened at the sudden invasion and her muscles clamped on the digit halting it's penetration.

"Oh!" was the only sound that escaped her lips.

"Okay baby, relax, breath out slowly and relax your ass. You're opening up really well. No discomfort?"

She let out a breath, "No. I just, it just feels so big."

"Let me know if anything is uncomfortable, okay?"

"Yes," she replied shakily and felt the finger drive deeper as her anus started to give way. Soon he was fingering her and rimming her bud causing her to squirm with delight.

Then she felt pressure on her hole. Richard pre-empted her, "I'm adding a second finger baby. You're doing really well. You are so sexy! Relax again, nice slow breaths."

She did and the pressure increased, but pleasurably. The extra stretch on her sphincter sending little jolts of ecstasy into her loins.

"Mmmmmmm, baby, that feels nice. Keep doing it," she purred

Richard pumped his fingers and spread them apart, stretching her ring slowly. After a few minutes he placed a third finger and worked all of them slowly twisting through the slippery muscle of her ass.

Kira had her head on the cushion, her upper arms beside her and forearms resting on top of her head and hummed deep in her throat as constant "Mmmmmmmmmmm". A smile broadened in her face as he introduced the third digit and proceeded for the next few minutes to finger fuck her anus like that.

Finally he pulled his fingers from her and her anus remained open for a moment before slowly closing. He looked at her sex; it was swollen and gaping, glistening in the moon light as fluid ran out over her sex lips to the grass below.

"Baby, I'm going to get my self hard in your pussy now then fuck your ass."

"Mmmmmmm," was all she said, still with a smile and half opened, dreamy eyes.

He straightened up behind her and took his slightly wilted cock in hand and guided it to her hungry orifice. The heat of her cunt enveloped his glans with an incredible soft wetness and he slid his rapidly hardening tool all the way till his testicles pushed against her labia.

"Oooof!" she grunted from the force of his entry and smiled again squeezing his shaft in her muscular tube.

"God! Fuck your pussy gets tight Kira!" he groaned. He thrust a few times in the silken glove within her loins till he felt a surge of blood stiffen his manhood fully. His cock throbbed against her luscious walls, straining against her pussy's constriction. Reluctantly he pulled out, his cock bobbing in the now cooling air. The head was big, very big and a deep purple colour. It seemed the mushroom knob was bigger than ever. He wasn't sure it would push past Kira's anal hole, even with all the preparation. 

"Tilt your hips up baby, put you ass way up."

She arched her back further and her hips rotated up.

"That's it, now reach back with both hands and pull your ass cheeks apart."

She did and he gathered a large gob of saliva onto his tongue and licked the partially open hole, depositing the slippery fluid directly at the entrance. Standing up he straddled her flared hips and guided his knob to her rectum. The skin of his glans stretched drum tight and his member was rock hard.

"Okay baby, deep breath, out slowly."

She did and he placed the massive knob against her anal hole and pushed.

Kira felt the pressure on her backside, it was nothing like his fingers. A blunt pressure, growing, pushing, stretching her opening apart. It kept on. 'Goddess!' she thought, 'I'm going to split apart!' She couldn't believe the size of the thing trying to drive into her. She forced herself to relax, breath out slowly. A burning sensation on her anal ring, like fire. 'Impossible, it's too big.' She gritted her teeth, lips pulling back into a snarl. She didn't want to cry out and have him stop. She wanted him inside her with every fibre of her being. The pressure increased, more, more. 'Oh Mother Goddess! Please!'

Then suddenly the massive head popped through the constriction and the ring snapped shut around the fat girth of the cock behind it.

"OH! FUCK!" Kira cried loudly and shuddered as a bolt of pleasure shot from her anal hole from the release of the pressure of penetration.

Richard groaned in relief and his cock throbbed hard once he had penetrated her most private hole. The heat of her ass enveloped his glans and her tightness squeezed the knob like no other sensation. He looked down to where they joined. Her anal hole stretched impossibly wide around his girth and pulsed visibly.

"Wow Kira! Your ass is so tight! You okay there?" he asked.

"Yes," she replied trembling. "I thought my ass was going to split apart there for a moment, but it's okay now. Your cock feels so big!"

"I've got some good news for you baby, I've only got the head in, there's the rest of the shaft to come."

"Oh Goddess! Take it slow, please!" she begged.

"I will baby, now relax again," he stroked her back and when he felt her ass relax he pushed in a little, then out a little, ever deeper each time adding more saliva to ease the penetration.

Kira was groaning constantly now, the invading organ opening her bowel up, fucking her where it should never go. That thought and the feeling of it filling her up more and more driving her ecstasy upwards faster and faster.

Richards balls rested against the base of her pussy. "Baby," he soothed, "I'm all the way in."

"Hold it there!" she grunted through clenched teeth. "Goddess, you are so huge in me. All I can feel is your cock filling me completely. Oh fuck!" He loins exploded in shower of orgasmic fingers through every fibre of her being and she clutched the cushion to her chest and flung he head back to the stars with a long low moan.

Her bowel gripped his shaft and the distended sphincter clamped tight at the base of his cock. His manhood was trapped in her body as she shuddered and spasmed on it. He couldn't move his cock a fraction such was her grip on it. He reached down and grasped her heaving breasts crushing them to his chest. The pendulous weight and hard nipples worked into his palms, sending shivers of delight down his arms as she writhed on his cock.

She came down slowly and her loins lessened their grip on him. Panting she lay her head on the cushion, "Fuck me Richard, fuck my arse and cum in me!"

Her bowel suddenly relaxed and he pulled half way out and back in again slowly. As he thrust into her yielding flesh, his strokes became longer and harder. He hunched over her, working her tits in his hands, his hips striking against her upturned buttocks and her anus throbbing, clenching against his rock hard erection. His heavy ball sack slapped against her wet open pussy hole making obscene sounds as he sodomised her virgin backside.

Her body instinctively adjusted to his rhythm; her ass relaxing on the out stroke, almost trying push the invader out and tightening on the way in, forcing the angry, purple headed knob to stretch apart the clutching muscular walls.

Every time he rammed into her she grunted. Sweat streamed off them, despite the slight chill of the night air. Kira's ass was perfect now. Richard fucked it as hard as he did in her pussy and the sensations on his cock were no less exquisite.

"Kira," grunted between breaths. "I'm gunna cum baby, I can't hold out!" The tingle in his bloated glans was rapidly turning into the jolt that would ignite his loins and send his hot load into her ass hole.

"Fuck baby! Please cum in me, PLEEEEEEASE!" she shouted and shuddered as a wave that had built up finally crashed over her, smashing her body and soul to an eternal oblivion of pure pleasure.

Richard felt her shudder beneath him, her ass tightened, but there was no more strength in it. He had fuck it into total submission and at her release he gave a final grunt and let his soul pour in her in great spurts of semen that surged in hot pulses deep into her bowel, soaking the abused tunnel of flesh and soothing it with it's warm sticky wetness. Forever it seemed like he spurted into her body, but finally his orgasmic paralysis ceased and he slumped on her back, both of them looking and panting like wild animals after a mating.

"Oh Kira!" he whispered hoarsely in her ear, "That was the most incredible fuck I've ever had!"

She reached an arm up and stroked his head, "I think I saw the Goddess herself that last time, when you came in me. I felt her heart beat with every spurt of cum into me. She took me into her."

He had no argument with her orgasmically induced visions. He had felt at one the the universe before, but only ever with Kira and Kyrinn.

His legs felt wobbly and shakily he stood and pulled his spent cock from Kira's backside. It seem to take forever to come out and her ass tried vainly to hold on to it, until finally the knob remained trapped in the sperm filled tube.

He pulled and the slimy hole wrapped like a fist around the receding glans till finally he had pulled out of her altogether. He groaned with delight, "Ohhhh! That felt nice!" Her hole gaped open and she started to stand when a river of cum poured out of her anus onto the grass. It ran it rivulets down her inner thighs all the way to her ankles. "That is really sexy baby!" he grinned at her.

She smiled back, "Now I feel really hot and slimy in both holes. It feels soooo nice! I feel like such a, such a..."

Richard laughed, "Like such a what?"

"I don't know," her brow furrowed. "So sexy and dirty at the same time. I don't know a word for it."

"Haha, I think the word you are looking for is 'slut'" he replied.

"A 'slut'?" she quizzed. "What is this 'slut'?" she sounded the foreign word strangely.

"It's had many meanings over time, but it pretty much describes a woman like you said, and also one who sleeps around a lot."

"But I only sleep with you! So I cannot be a slut," she retorted with a grin. "But you have fucked me and Rinn, so you must be a slut!"

He laughed uproariously much to her chagrin. "What? she said defiantly, hands on hips.

"A man can't be a slut, baby, it doesn't work that way."

"Then what does that make you?"

"A stud baby, a stud" he grinned back at her.

"A 'stud'? What is that!" she asked in exasperation.

"Never mind," he laughed, "I can just be your man-slut if it makes it easier. Lets go bathe!"

He wrapped an arm around her and kissed her as they made their way indoors.

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The horse trudged through the long grass in the early morning light, moving easily over the flat ground. Trees dotted the landscape ahead where forested low hills started to rise in the distance. Two riders were perched atop the beast guiding it towards the alien craft that had crashed into the terrain far ahead.

Kira sat behind Richard as he held the reigns loosely, letting the beast make it's own way. It had been to the area many times under Kira's guidance as she gathered materials for her work and would only need it's course corrected as they got closer.

She lay her head on the back of his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his waist, eyes half closed in a daydream.

"How's your ass there Kira?" Richard asked, rousing her from her reverie

"A little sore, but in a pleasant way. The saddle is making it throb. I can feel myself getting a little wet!" she replied dreamily.

"We aren't going to have any playtime until we get back honey, so you'll have to hold till then."

There was silence for a few minutes then Kira asked, "Richard?"

"Yes darling?"

"Is it alright to still have sex when I'm pregnant? It won't hurt the babies will it?"

He patted her hand at his waist, "No honey, it won't hurt them, and when you get a bigger belly, we can just use some positions that are more comfortable for you."

She squeezed his waist, "Oh good! Because I want to have sex with you every day! Especially in my ass! Now that I'm pregnant, I don't need cum in my pussy all the time although it does feel really nice. And I can suck you off more, you know get you all the way in my throat when you spurt."

Richard groaned silently to himself, the mental images of her deep throating his cock till he blew his load directly into her stomach making his balls churn. It was like she was trying to catch up for the last few centuries of her people not being screwed by a male all at once by herself.

"You're insatiable babe," he laughed and she hugged him close, pressing her perfect breasts into his back and nuzzling the nape of his neck.

"Sure we can't stop for a quickie?" she asked hopefully. They had left before daybreak and there hadn't been any time for intimate fun before hand.

"It's a tight schedule," he replied firmly. "I promise, I'll screw your brains out when we get back."

"Ummm, okay," she said a little disappointed, but she thrust her hips to and fro on the saddle and continued to press herself hard against him, nibbling his neck.




Planetfall Ch. 04



The covered wagon rolled slowly under the cover of darkness into the main community settlement that Richard discovered was of the same name as the world he was on: Elysia. On their journey in he had spent much of the time in the back with Kyrinn as Kira piloted the wagon and learned what he needed about the upcoming meeting with the Elders and the Council.

As he understood it the Council were the law makers and fairly much judge and jury for all issues bought before them. They wielded supreme executive authority and their decisions were final with rare exception to appeals. Failure to abide by the Council's judgement could result in any number of punitive measures, the harshest which resulted in banishment from the community, a sure death sentence. Community support for the Council was strong in the face of the alternatives, given the precarious population position circumstances had forced upon them. The people trusted and respected the council to make the decisions to guide their community on a safe and prosperous path.

Expanding on what Kira had told him, Kyrinn filled in more details. "The Council has been in it's present form for many centuries. There are records of it that go back beyond our understanding of the writing and before that, we do not know. Suffice to say, the council here in Elysia governs over all the lesser councils from the outlying communities, so you will be addressing the absolute head of power of our people."

Richard nodded his head in understanding while Kyrinn continued, "There is a strict protocol to be observed, so please bear with it, I will explain more later. Now, you know the basic make-up of the Council, however you need to know some details that will help you when you address them."

He looked down at his tablet, "One moment honey, I'm recording this so I can review and study it later."

Kyrinn smiled; how she loved him so. No one had ever used such a term of endearment on her just in natural conversation. Somehow her people had lost a vital part of their humanity when they had lost their men folk so many centuries ago. A whole new world of relationships was unfolding before her so that even the smallest things were like discovering a new land.

"Okay," he said looking back up at her. He saw her smile and returned it in kind, reaching his hand out to hold hers.

She gripped it firmly as though to be sure he was real and continued, "The Lesser Council members are addressed as 'Sister'. You may add their name after it if you know it. The Elder Council members are addressed as 'Elder' and you may add their name if you know it. One Elder is senior in position to the others. She holds the Chair of the Elders and she has the casting vote in deadlocks and also has veto rights under certain circumstances, which are quite involved. Needless to say her word holds great sway."

"Kira told me your grandmother held that position?"

"Yes," Kyrinn responded. "Grandmother was The Elder for well over half a century before she retired."

"So, The Elder holds the Chair?" Richard queried.

"Correct and if you refer to an Elder in the third person or indirectly you must say 'The honourable Elder', but not when you address them directly."

Richard shook his head, it was staring to get a little confusing. "So do I address The Elder any differently?"

Kyrinn shook her head, "No, but you should know her name, which is Lyra, to be clear you are directing your comments to her."

Kyrinn went on to explain other facets of the Council until Kira poked her head through the drawn covers, "Mother, we are almost there."

"Good," she replied. Standing, she grabbed a hooded cloak from the seat next to her and handed it to him. "Put this on and keep the hood down over your face. I'd rather we not draw any attention, even though the streets are quite and the Council will be almost seated by now."

She slipped out between the crack in the oiled cover at the front of the wagon and joined Kira on the driver's bench to help her guide the wagon to it's destination. Richard donned the cloak and peeked a look out the gap in the cover. Darkness hid most of the town, but he discerned one and two story buildings lining the street. Lights were on the windows of some, but many were dark. Whether this was due to the occupants being asleep or an unoccupied dwelling he didn't know, but he feared the latter was more the case.

The wagon suddenly came to a halt and Kyrinn poked her head through the gap, "Kira will take you in. I need to take my seat at the Council. Good luck my love." She reached out and pulled him to her in a quick embrace and kiss then was gone into the darkness.

Richard gathered up the satchel he had bought with him and pulled the hood of the cloak over his head as Kira slipped into the back of the wagon. She also wore a hooded cloak.

"Come," she whispered urgently and grabbing his hand, pulled him out through the cover at the back of the wagon and into the street. It was little more than hard packed earth, worn with wheel ruts through long use. Holding his hand she led him through a series of dark narrow lanes till they came across a wooden door. Lifting the latch she pushed with her shoulder and the door swung open silently into a dimly lit corridor. Richard followed her in and she quickly closed the door behind them, sliding a bolt into place.

Holding for a moment she tilted her head from side to side, listening intently.

"Nothing," she whispered. "Follow me."

Kira moved quickly and lithely, like a cat on the prowl. He was torn between admiring her form hidden beneath the cloak and helping as a second set of eyes for whatever was out there. Eventually they came out into a more open space in front of two large metal bound doors.

Kira lowered her hood and nodded to the doors. The entrance to the chamber where the Council sits. We must wait here." She turned to him, unbuttoning his cloak, "We can dispense with these."

She gathered the cloaks and threw them aside and stood next to him, her hand clasped in his, fingers intertwined. The minutes past and they waited. It seemed like an age. His hands felt sweaty and his heart was beating hard in his chest. He felt; odd. That was the only word he could put on it. Not nervous, just odd.

Suddenly there was a loud click and the doors swung open towards them, silently like a mouth ready to devour them.

Kira's hand tightened on his and she breathed loudly, "It is time." She stepped forward and he followed by her side. The doors opened to a heavily curtained partition within the chamber and as they approached the curtain parted to let them through.

Bright light streamed though the gap and as they entered Richard's senses reeled. He staggered and Kira caught his arm. "Are you okay?" her voice held concern.

He closed his eyes and put his free hand to his forehead, thumb and finger on each temple, pressing hard. "I, yes, I just feel a little dizzy. Must be the light" he managed to stammer. It wasn't the light; he could smell, no, not smell, sense, feel an overwhelming female sexuality filling the room. It was like when he embraced Kira or Kyrinn, close and intimate, their smell, the feel of their fertility and sexuality, but amplified so many times over.

Richard drew a deep breath and steeled himself. He had to remain upright. This new sense, a sixth sense was beyond his control and he struggled against its effects now being exposed to so many fertile women.

He looked around as they walked into the room. His senses appeared to heightened, sharpened beyond his experience. Colours so vivid they seemed to be alive and his hearing discerning even the slightest breath. Kira's touch was electric on his skin, sending tingles up his arm.

The room was circular with a high dome from which a diffuse, but bright light emanated. One half of the chamber, opposite from where Richard and Kira entered was occupied by a semi-circular table that held seats for seventeen people. At the top of the curve, directly opposite their entrance the table rose a little way above the rest on either side. The twelve women that sat on either side of the raised section all wore robes of deep crimson laced with the finest silver work thread up the arms and around the high collars. Richard knew these women to be the Sisters of the Lesser Council by Kyrinn's description.

The five women seated at the raised section wore royal blue robes, but their metal work was of gold and the robed woman in the middle of them had intricately detailed gold worked thread along the shoulder and down the breast. These were the Elder Council and the woman with the extra braiding on her cloak, The Elder, she who held the Chair of the Elders.

The curtain they had passed through extended around the wall of the chamber and detailed various motifs to which Richard had no understanding of. The whole room reeked of formal authority and appeared to be designed to awe and impress.

Kira led them to a low dais which would have been at the centre of a circle of the table had it continued around to form one. Three chairs sat on it, the one in the middle slightly forward of the other two on either side.

Kira whispered in his ear, "Sit on the middle one," as she let go of his hand. He moved around to the cushioned chair and sat down almost groggily, facing opposite the Elders and noticed Kira sit in the chair to his right.

Silence enveloped the chamber. He felt every eye on him. Seeing an alien, but not unlike themselves. He sensed apprehension, fear, caution. A gamut of sensations emanated from them, but overriding all that the overwhelming sense of sexuality, a rampant unfulfilled fertility. His head spun and he gritted his teeth to try to maintain some clarity.

A gong sounded, load and crystal clear. It came from nowhere and everywhere reverberating in his brain.

A voice sounded, "This Council is now in session! Who represents the Seeker's wisdom of the Council?"

A red robed figure rose on the left side of the table. Kyrinn's voice spoke clear as she stood, "I do Elder," then proceeded around the table to the dais where he and Kira sat.

Richard's heart pounded in his chest and his head felt light.

An Elder spoke her voice reverberating in his ears, "You may announce the Seeker and their cause!"

Kyrinn stood at his side and holding him by his elbow prompted him to rise. "Council," she called in a clear voice, "I announce Doctor Richard Jensen!"

He stood and suddenly his vision tunnelled to pinpoints, his head buzzing. His limbs felt like lead weights with legs turning to jelly. Blackness engulfed him and he collapsed to the floor.

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A sharp acrid scent drove into Richard's brain rousing him from his unconsciousness He was on his back on a padded surface and groggily he tried to rise. A hand touched his shoulder and he opened his eyes. He was in a room lined with books and anatomical charts. A face was close to his: large hazel coloured eyes looked into his with concern. They were slightly tilted and her face was very pretty. High cheekbones, a small cute nose and large luscious lips all framed by a cascade of thick dark brown curls of hair that fell to her shoulders.

"Wh, where am I?" he struggled to say still trying to rise against the hand on his shoulder. "Where is Kira?"

The woman spoke, her voice soft but firm, "You are in my surgery in the Council's chambers. I sent the others away. They all wanted to stay, but this is a medical issue and not of their concern. Kira is being questioned by the Council. You may return when I am satisfied that you are well enough and can stand on your own two feet."

He slumped back onto the bed and sighed relief. His senses seemed to be returning to normal  with the smelling salts wearing off his sinus.

The woman continued, "I am Doctor Miriam." He noticed her more now. A petite woman, she looked to be mid twenties, but then here that could mean a real age of fifty. He really had no idea.

"You fainted," she added matter of factly. "If Kira hadn't been so quick to grab your arm and slow your fall, you might have done yourself a serious injury." She leaned in closer and he noticed her pupils dilated and her nostrils flared slightly. A slight blush appeared around her neck.

Suddenly she sat up and fanned herself with her hand. With a better view he could see one small breast was exposed from her dress the dark nipple thick and hard in a small dark and dimpled areola. He realised he was noticing things better, little things about a woman that normally he would miss.

Miriam huffed slightly, "I'm sorry, it seems to be a little warm in here." She stood and walked over to a nearby table. Richard propped himself on one elbow as she walked away from him admiring her form. The dress hugged her body in a silken caress. Her hips swayed seductively and her well shaped calves flexed nicely as she strode away from him.

It was then that he sensed her fertility, the sexual need oozing from her. It was less of a smell, more of a tangible sense of her mating potential. His heart started to thump in his chest and the raw libido in his veins was slowly coming to a boil. It was the same sensation he had experienced when he had first entered the council chamber, but this wasn't overwhelming, just a strong urge tugging at his most basic desire.

Miriam kept her back to him, sorting through some things on the desk in front of her. "Now Doctor Jensen, if you don't mind, I'd like to examine you, just to be sure you don't have any injuries beneath those clothes. If you could remove your garments please."

Richard pushed himself up and sat on the edge of the bed, facing her back. Her outline was enticing and he could feel his cock swelling.

"I'm not sure that's a good idea," he answered.

"There's nothing to be ashamed of, you have my strictest confidence and trust. Now would you please?"

He removed his clothing and leaned back against the examination bed.  "There are some things you might not want to see."

She laughed, her back still to him, "Come now Doctor! I've been in this job for many years and seen pretty much all there is to see. I admit you are somewhat different. Harder, more angular features, facial hair, broader in the chest and more muscular, and a sense of," she paused momentarily, "I don't know, just different. Suffice to say I'm not shocked by anything these days."

She turned to face him as she spoke those last words and her jaw dropped along with the writing clip and pen she held.

"Oh, Mother Goddess!" she exclaimed.

He stood there naked, his cock half erect and the skin peeling back from his glans exposing the darkening and swelling head. His testicles hung down heavily in his loose scrotal sac the two orbs almost the size of small plums.

"I, I," she stammered walking towards him seemingly mesmerised by the sight. Her eyes never left his groin and as she got to him she sank to her knees, face inches away from the thickly veined member slowly rising as the blood from his excitement pumped into it.

"What is it?" she whispered.

Richard stared down at her looking goggle eyed at his manhood. "It's my cock. Penis to be precise. It's my sexual organ."

Miriam shook her head, "No, it cannot be. This is some freak of nature. How could this work? How could you? Where is your?" Her questions died in her throat as her mind reeled with sight of such an unknown appendage before her.

Her breath was hot on his turgid flesh causing it to throb. He grabbed her arm and drew her up next to him. Her face only reached to his chest and she craned her neck to look up at him.

Richard looked intently into her eyes, "It's made to penetrate a woman's vagina."

She gulped at the thought. "No," she whispered weakly.

"Think of it Miriam," he pushed, you are a Doctor. What happens to a woman's sexual organs when she becomes aroused?"

His eyes held her captive and she struggled to answer, "Her, her vulva becomes swollen and, and her vagina lengthens and lubricates. The, the cervix also withdraws upwards."

"Why?" he pressed, whispering fiercely. "Why would it do those things? Why would it lengthen and lubricate if nothing was to be inserted into it?"

Her head was spinning under the onslaught of his words and the strength of his attraction. She felt drawn to him, like a magnet, inexplicably. Her sexual need was flooding her body in a way she had never experienced.

Suddenly his hand was on her exposed breast and her nipple was being pulled.

"Oh Goddess!" she groaned, suddenly helpless.

"Hold my cock!" he commanded. "Feel it's heat and texture, its thickness in your hand and tell me it wasn't designed to fit into your pussy!"

Her tiny hand grasped his cock and a small shudder of delight ran through her. It felt so hot and heavy! She imagined it sliding into her pussy, the bulbous head parting her entrance, pushing deep into her insides.

Richard's free hand slid down her flat belly and cupped her pubic mound. Miriam groaned and squeezed his cock, her hand unable to fit around it's girth.

Reaching down he put his hand underneath her knee length dress and slid his fingers up her smooth thighs moving them to the juncture of her legs. She parted them involuntarily and he cupped her vulva, reaching his two middle fingers between her panty covered mound.

A thick mass of soft labia greeted his fingers and dampness enveloped the ends of his digits. Miriam sighed at his touch and rested her forehead on his chest, succumbing to his intimate touch on her breast and throbbing pussy.

He pulled the edge of her panty away and ran his fingers back along her meaty labia to her slick hole. His fingers were quickly drenched in her secretions.

"You're soaking baby," he whispered. She whimpered as he probed her sex gently and stroked her puffy labia. Her mind reeled with an excitement she hadn't felt since the first intimate touch of a lover so many years back.

Richard withdrew his hand from her steamy nest and reached up to the clasp at her shoulder  that held her dress up. He flicked a catch and the silky white material fell to her feet, exposing her near naked body to his hungry eyes. His lust surged at the sight of her: slim legs curved seductively into perfectly rounded hips that swept to a narrow waist. Smooth, lightly tanned skin radiated a glow of health and sexuality.

Her fertile scent, it was the only way he could adequately describe his new sense drove into his brain and drifting up from her nether regions the unmistakable musky smell of the womanly lubrication soaking into her panties.

He dropped to his knees, face close her mound and grasping the thin covering at her waist pulled them down to her ankles. Her scent rose strongly now and he nuzzled his nose and lips at the top of her lightly furred slit.

Miriam's hands clutched his head, fingers gripping his hair and digging into his scalp. Her urge now becoming frantic. "Please," she whimpered. "Please lick me!"

Richard looked between her slightly parted legs at a sight he had rarely seen before. For such a petite woman Miriam had very large labia. Her thick outer lips couldn't contain the mass of dark meaty inner labia that hung out between them. A man with the equivalent proportion of sexual organ hanging between his legs would have been described as exceptionally well endowed.

His mouth watered at the sight and lifted one of her legs so her foot was on the bed to give him greater access to the delicious oyster before him. He reached forward and took all of her inner lips into his mouth, sliding his tongue around the sensitive flesh and relishing the feel of it in his mouth.

"Oh! Goddess!" Miriam moaned, clutching his face to her sex. "Yes! Suck my pussy lips!". She started babbling almost incoherently between a constant moaning.

Richard buried his face into the warm, moist external folds of her sex, stretching the labia out, driving his tongue into the honeyed hole and swirling his tongue around her swelling clitoral hood. When he drew it in and sucked with a pulsing rhythm Miriam suddenly let out a cracked cry from her throat and shuddered bodily.




Planetfall Ch. 04



"AGHHHHHHH! UGH!" came the primal sound from her half open mouth and when she started to come down her legs turned to jelly. Richard released his mouth from her quivering vulva and pushed her back onto the examination bed where she flopped on her back, legs wide spread. Quickly, he followed her, kneeling between her legs, his eyes glued to the swollen gash that begged to be filled by his hard cock. He held it one hand pointing it at the open hole and hefted his balls with the other hand. They felt heavy. Bigger and heavier than he had ever known, and his cock also felt thicker, meatier and heavy. It twitched in his grasp as he viewed her large swollen, ragged inner lips reaching out like a sucking mouth, ready to devour his manhood.

Miriam lay panting on the bed, her pussy throbbing and on fire with lust. He had pleasured her like none of her current or previous or lovers had. This was no gently, intimate love making, but fervent and forceful. He had devoured her pussy as though possessed and now she saw him kneeling between her slim wide spread legs holding his cock and hefting the large sac below them. Two orbs appeared to to be sliding around inside and she looked at them in fascination.

He moved forward, his cock angling down to her sex. 'Goddess!' she thought, 'it's huge and it's supposed to go inside of me?' The bloated knob had turned a purplish colour and the skin was drawn tight, making the angry head shine. A large slit at the end oozed a clear liquid that dripped in a long sticky tendril down to the bed below.

Apprehension filled her. This monstrous organ was going to impale her tiny body, force itself deep into her sex. She was sure that fat knob would embed itself in her cervix and push into her womb although reason told her it was impossible. Despite that, she wanted it to fill her, feel it stretch her vaginal walls apart, make her cum, shuddering uncontrollably on it. Her hands reached down between her legs and held her labia apart, inviting him to sheath his cock in her body.

Richard guided his erection to her open, sopping hole as instinctively she raised her hips, granting him easy access. The bloated glans pushed at the soft, wet entrance and she bit her lower lip, staring wide eyed at the monster trying to gain access to her precious tunnel.

"Oh Goddess!" she hissed as the pressure between her legs increased. "It's too big! It's UNGHHHHH!" she grunted suddenly staring at him. Her vagina enveloped the invading head as it forced past the ring of muscle and lodged in her virginal sex.

Richard looked down to where his cock merged with Miriam's pussy. Her hole stretched wide around his girth and he felt his glans wrapped in a fist of slippery muscle. "Gah! You are so tight baby! Relax your pussy." She did and he immediately pushed forward. Her tiny pussy struggled against the massive invader, but her copious lubrication allowed him to penetrate deeply in a slow single thrust.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" coursed from Miriam's throat as a long loud sound and she gripped the bed sheet while her back arched and eyes rolled back into her head. He pushed further until he felt the end of her pussy. Most of his cock was embedded in the sweet, tight honey pot of her womanhood and it throbbed heavily as she writhed on the meat pole embedded in her small body.

"Fuck baby!" Richard grunted. "Your pussy is so tight and hot!" He rolled her slightly to her right side and straddled her leg while bringing her left one up and pushing it against her chest. Now he had a wonderful unrestricted view of her meaty pussy as his cock slid into it and full access to penetrate her as deep as he could.

Miriam hooked her arm around her left leg and glared at him with a lust she had never experienced before. Her vagina moulded perfectly to his cock and she knew instinctively that it was meant to be inside her. She craned her head to look at the foreign organ embedded between her legs and watched entranced as it was withdrawn half way, slick and shiny with her secretions then thrust back in.

"UNGHH!" Her head flopped back to the bed. "Ram it in me!" she growled, "Ram it hard!"

Richard leant over her, supporting himself with one hand next to her head and grasped a small breast. His hand engulfed it and the fat, hard nipple dug into his palm driving his lust further. He pistoned his cock into her yielding tunnel with long hard strokes as she writhed under the onslaught. The wet slap of her fleshy vulva against his pubis the only sounds in the office apart from their hard breathing and Miriam's grunts and moans.

Minutes passed as they copulated with Miriam succumbing to an almost constant orgasmic pulse from her loins. Her thrashing became more violent and as she tensed up at a massive peak of stimulation, Richard felt her pussy grip and milk his manhood. His cock throbbed as cum rushed up his shaft and spewed out as a torrent deep into the hot, fertile confines of Miriam's sex organ.

They shuddered together in climax until spent when he kneeled back up and looked at her; a sheen of sweat coated her naked skin and her nipples jutted proudly from her small breasts as her chest heaved with breath. He realised he hadn't even kissed her. They had rutted like two animals on heat. She looked beautiful with that 'post orgasmic glow' and has she looked up at him with a slight smile and dreamy eyes he leant down and slipped his tongue into her mouth, lips mashing together in a wet embrace.

After a moment of a passionate oral embrace he pulled his head up, "We should get back," he said.

Miriam nodded, "Yes, I suppose we should, but I'm enjoying feeling you inside me, so big and hot. I could get used to making love this way. A lot!" she giggled at that last. He pulled out of her and a river of semen ran out of her swollen hole and down her ass cheek.

"Oh Goddess!" she cried with surprise and reached a hand down between her legs, fingers dipping into her sopping entrance. She bought them up to her face and peered closely at the sticky tendrils between her fingers. "What is this?" she said as her brow furrowed.

Richard gave a slight smile, "It's semen. I ejaculate it when I climax."

She sniffed it then reached her tongue out and touched the tip to a thread that hung between two fingers. Pulling her tongue back into her mouth she worked the sticky substance around. "Mmmmmm, interesting taste. A little salty and a tangy, musky flavour. What is it for?"

He hopped off the examination bed, "I'll explain later. I'm sure you'll find the biology interesting." He didn't feel this would be the best time to tell her about male and female reproduction.

They dressed quickly, with Miriam wiping up the rivulets of cum that ran down her thighs before she finally put her panties on. Grabbing her crimson cloak she donned it and they made their way back to the chamber.

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"Wait here a moment," she held out a hand as she opened a door and slipped through.

While he waited he realised he was feeling more like his normal self. The close presence of Miriam since their encounter hadn't stirred any urges in him and the scent of her fertility and strong sexual need was dramatically diminished. It was at a level he could dismiss without trouble. Somehow copulating with her had caused him to be less sensitive to her pheromones. He wondered how long it would last.

Her head peeked around the door, "Okay, come through. They're finished with Kira for now and are eager to hear from you."

He followed her and when she stopped at a point behind the curtain between the inner wall and the chamber, she parted it and walked through with a distinct grace. He braced himself for the possibility of his senses being overwhelmed by the soup of pheromones in the room, but to his pleasant surprise it barely registered on him. He breathed a silent sigh of relief and entered the chamber. Miriam made her way to her seat and Richard went to his on the dais in the middle of the room. Kira jumped up at his approach and hugged him.

"Are you all right?" she asked with concern, She stroked his face and her eyes held him. He noticed how her nostrils flared momentarily and her eyes flashed.

"Yes," he soothed her. "I just stood up too fast." He had to lie. He didn't want her to know the truth of the matter until he was sure of it himself.

He hugged her back then sat in his chair. Kyrinn had pulled hers alongside his and laid a hand on his thigh as he sat down.

"You okay," she asked. He nodded. "The Elders are discussing amongst themselves. You'll be asked to present shortly." He nodded again.

A moment passed and he viewed the chamber, eyeing the women now with a clearer mind. The Lesser Council members, with the exception of a couple of women all looked to be mid to late twenties in age. The other two were more mid thirties, but still attractive. The Elders looked older again, he estimated they looked between late thirties to mid fifty for Elder Lyra by ordinary reckoning. What their actual ages were he had no idea. Apart from the Elders who all had both breasts exposed, the Sisters were a mix of one and both revealed.

Kyrinn leaned close and whispered in his ear, "Did you enjoy her?"

The question caught Richard by surprise and his head dropped, "I, I.." He didn't know what to say. "I'm sorry."

Her hand gripped his thigh and she chuckled in his ear, "It's okay. I know why the Goddess has sent you and I can't keep you all for myself and Kira, but I'd be lying if I don't feel a pang of jealousy."

His hand covered hers, "How did you know?"

"I can smell your semen and you have female scent on your face."

He reflexively licked his lips; the taste of Miriam's sex was strong in his mouth. She nodded over to where Miriam sat on the right hand side of the chamber.

"See where Miriam is? If I got close enough I would be able to smell your cum on her. Look at the women on either side of her. They can smell your semen on her, but don't know what it is, yet. It excites them."

He looked at the women on either side of Miriam. They looked at her with confusion and squirmed in their seats a little.

"Look, I think Alana is trying to stroke herself. She's a very highly sexed one. I've been with her a few times. Very active in the bedroom and very vocal too."

The gorgeous red head on the far side of Miriam had dropped a hand below the table and was leaning forward so as to hide her activity.

"Sister Kyrinn!" the voice of an Elder bought the hum of voices in the chamber to silence. Kyrinn rose and waited on the Elder.

"Continue please Sister."

Kyrinn looked down at Richard and nodded to him. She sat as he stood and glancing around to Kira he nodded to her. She patted the large flat device on her lap and smiled at him, eyes wide and bright, eager for the presentation.

He stepped forward to the edge of the dais running through the speech he had prepared before raising his voice, "Honourable Elders and Sisters of The Council of Elysia! My name is Doctor Richard Jensen, Chief Medical Doctor and Science Officer of the exploration vessel Bountiful. I am not of this world."

A babble of voices broke out amongst the women and he waited till an Elder spoke up, "Quiet please! Let the Seeker continue."

The voices died down immediately and he continued, "I was a member of a scientific expedition to search for human colonies that had become lost since the first expansion into the galaxy over a thousand years ago. Our ship received a distress signal from this planet and during our investigations a calamity befell our vessel and it was destroyed. I managed to survive the explosion and without the help of Kira here," he turned to her, "I would not have survived my fall to this planet."

Voices rose again and he raised his hand before an Elder managed to speak up and silence fell immediately. He turned to Kira and nodded. She sat up very straight in the chair and poised a finger above the flat device on her lap and raised her chin, looking around the room in an almost regal fashion. She wanted the Council to know her role and relationship to Richard in all of this.

"This," he said with a sweep of his hand before him and in a timed movement Kira pressed the button below her finger and a holographic image of Elysia as viewed from orbit appeared like magic from his hand to hang there suspended in mid air. A collective gasp issued from the Council members along with "Mother Goddess!" and other oaths from a good many lips.

Richard stepped off the dais and walked around the large image. It was easily three meters in diameter and the image of the world rotated slowly, displaying all it's magnificence in a multitude of hues.

"This," he repeated over the gasping women, "Is your world, Elysia as seen from space, many hundreds of kilometres above the surface." He looked around the chamber. Every eye almost popped out and they all leant forward to get closer to the jewelled orb hanging before them.

"Elysia," he continued, "is a beautiful world, a wondrous creation, but," he paused a moment, "there is a problem. One that you have know for a long time. One that I know. Your people are dying." He nodded to Kira and she pressed a button and the holograph vanished.

"One day, in the near future, the people of Elysia will vanish like this image did, but never to return." He returned to the dais and faced the women. "Honourable Elders and Sisters, I can stop this happening. I have resources available to bring renewal to your society. New life and new technology. I have no where to go. I am stranded here as surely as your people's fate is sealed if nothing is done. Council, I seek your permission to live amongst you and work to bring the joy of new life to Elysia."

A silence gripped the chamber, all eyes on Elder Lyra, the holder of the Chair. She sat staring ahead, eyes seemingly focussed on the infinite. Presently she seemed to return to the present and her eyes gripped his. He looked into an untold age of wisdom and experience in those eyes as they bored into his soul.

"Doctor Jensen" she said quietly, but her voice carried clearly to him. "How is it that you, a stranger, like us, but unlike can bring life? Sister Kyrinn has told you of the difficulties and rarities of conceptions. Two may lay together for many years without issue. It is true our communities grow smaller each year, but I cannot see how you can achieve the miracle you speak of."

Kyrinn stood, "If I may Elder Lyra?"

The Elder nodded her head once and Kyrinn whispered to Richard and he sat, awaiting the bombshell that was about to hit.

She looked at the Elder, but raised her voice to address the chamber, "You all know of the short time Doctor Jensen has been on Elysia since the arrival of the portents." Murmurs rose in the gathering at her words.

"In that time, I laid with him for one night and now carry a child!"

Gasps rose and she spoke louder, "He has also lain with my daughter Kira and she is now with child. With two babies!"

The chamber became a tumult of voices, gasps and calls to the Goddess. Richard looked over to Miriam. Her eyes were wide and a hand covered her open mouth while another was over her belly. He gave her a little smile.

Kyrinn sat back down next to Richard. "Cat's out of the bag now I suppose," he said wryly.

She crooked her head at him, "I don't know what this 'cat' thing is, but you certainly have their attention now."

A bell rang, loud and long, bringing silence to the chamber.

Lyra inclined her head towards Miriam, "Doctor Miriam." Miriam snapped her head around to the Elder.

"Is this possible Sister?"

Miriam licked her lips and then opened her mouth before closing it again. "I, I don't know Elder. I would need to examine both Kira and Sister Kyrinn and examine Doctor Jensen, to see how this might occur."

Kyrinn leaned into Richard whispering in his ear, "She wants a second helping, not that I can blame her." She bit his earlobe gently and blew a stream of warm air into his ear before sitting upright again.

"I see," Lyra said. "I think it best that both Sister Kyrinn and Kira present themselves to Doctor Miriam in the morning. Sister Kyrinn, please keep Doctor Jensen at your house and out of sight of anyone else. The Doctor is off limits to everyone here except Sister Kyrinn and Kira. We don't need word of this getting out just yet. The council will discuss this situation first thing tomorrow."

She looked around the chamber, making sure every eye was on her, "This session is now under seal!"

Richard leant over to Kyrinn whispering, "What does that mean?"

"It's an official proclamation of secrecy. Anyone here saying anything about this to anyone else until the seal is lifted will suffer harsh penalties."

The deep sounding gong rang and people started to rise. "Let's go," Kyrinn said tugging at his sleeve, "we don't need any of the women sniffing around you for the moment."

Richard thought of the irony of it, usually it was the dogs sniffing the bitch in heat. These women could actually smell him, or at least pick up whatever pheromones he was giving off and he didn't want to get them more worked up than necessary. He knew how strong sexual urges could override common sense and the effects here were amplified beyond anything else he had ever experienced.

The trio quickly made their way out to the waiting wagon and Kira spurred the horse on to Kyrinn's house with Kyrinn and Richard in the back.

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The sounds of activity in the street bought Richard Jensen slowly out of his dream state and to the reality of the new day dawning. Strange images of a vast being, a female in long flowing robes guiding the universe on it's path with sweeps of her hand across the cosmos. Kira and Kyrinn surrounded by dozens of laughing children, the assembly of the Council offering their naked bodies for his pleasure as a distant laugh, like tinkling bells echoed from everywhere and nowhere at once.

The bed beneath him was warm and soft, comforting like a lover's embrace, he wanted to snuggle up draw his lover, or both of them close and merge with them, skin on skin, nuzzling into a neck or full bosom. His hand reached out into empty sheets. Reaching to the other side yielded the same result. He sighed opening his eyes to the growing light of the dawn.

They had returned to Kyrinn's house late. Tired from the long day and hungry they ate with little discussion and collapsed into bed holding each other for comfort and quickly drifted to sleep. He sat up yawning and looked around. Kyrinn's house was a two storey affair, beautifully decorated and furnished. As he understood, it had been in Kyrinn's family, if family was the name for it here for many, many generations. Rendered walls and polished floor tiles with intricately woven rugs scattered about gave the feeling of a distinctly temperate climate dwelling, as much as it did in the mid latitudes of Europa on Earth.

Magnificent paintings and seemingly priceless vases, probably from the family profession and many other outstanding works lent such an air of subtle richness without overstating opulence that he felt at peace in the beauty of the creations of these people. He looked at the room with a new eye and emotion rose in his breast. Nothing should ever let this be forgotten: these works of humankind, the pinnacle of mortal creation must not be lost. He would do whatever he could to save the people of Elysia from sinking into the sands that time forgets.

His stomach growled, bringing his reverie to an end and he rose from the warm cocoon of the bed. It was early yet and he suspected the girls had already departed to see Miriam for confirmation of their pregnancies. The thought of the petite doctor suddenly flooding his head with what had happened in her office. His heart pounded at the memories. He though he knew how it had happened; the pheromones controlling his reason and her reasoning. Now, he felt disturbed at his lack of control, but at the same time the surge of exhilaration he had experienced  was like an all consuming drug. She had smelt so perfect, felt and tasted so delicious. Their act of wild copulation and release so ecstatic. It had all felt so damned right, so damned fantastic. He had to admit, the sex he had with the women on Elysia was by far better than anything he had ever had.




Planetfall Ch. 04



He tried to think of Jane. It was like a lifetime ago, he struggled to remember her face, their intimate moments. His life with her was a fading dream, memories evaporating in the desert air, like a mirage. Even in his heart he felt: nothing. He glanced at a wall, at a painting. Kira's beautiful angelic face smiling out at him, or Kyrinn's or her mother, grand mother, great grand mother. God knows how far back that face went. Her image filled his brain, pushing out all other thought while unbounded joy leapt in his heart and love for her coursed in his veins. He remembered the first moment he saw her face, a visage cast by the gods themselves, her smile like the bright dawn banishing the night, her scent, her touch, her naked body against his, the throb of her womanhood on his cock as she climaxed, the soft, tight wetness of her sex milking his cum into her womb.

He shook his head and smiled. The wayward daydream had caused the tube of flesh between his legs to stiffen as blood pumped into it. He squeezed it sending a shiver of delight along his spine then jumped out of bed.

Roaming naked through the house he went downstairs and sought out the kitchen. On the table where they had dined the evening before was a large glass of the pink coloured fruit juice and some bread and various spreads. A slip of paper under the glass had a smiley face drawn on it and the initial K. Famished he ate all the food and washed it down with the glorious liquid warming his belly with a seductive embrace.

Feeling better he collected his tablet from near the front door where he had dumped it last night and peeked out the blinds to the street outside. It looked like a street would look from any of a hundred different worlds. People walking, talking, going about their business. Traffic was sparse, but there were differences, big differences. Everyone was female and the technology was low, almost non-existent. Carts and wagons drawn by huge animals on hard packed dirt streets. Elysia had gone into a reverse technological evolution with the declining population till only the simplest and most robust technologies survived and the rest had been lost.

Another thing struck Richard as he observed the passers by; no one seemed frail, even if there were evident signs of age, everyone looked to be in general good health. No obesity or pallor. Vitality seemed to ooze from them. He was grateful of the glass barrier of the window. The pheromones from the passing throng would have sent his libido into overdrive and the gods only knew what might happen then.

Not wishing to risk any unexpected scents from available females drifting in through cracks in the doorway, he retreated to the upper floor bedroom and nestled back into the comfort of Kyrinn's bed. The smell of Kira/Kyrinn lingered on the sheets and he drew a deep breath. It somehow settled his soul and stimulated him at the same time. He realised he missed them, almost as though a part of him was gone and only the memory lingered.

He closed his eyes and shook his head. Rational thought seemed more difficult to keep a grip on. He felt; no, he knew the subjective influences on his emotional and base instincts were being hijacked. He sighed laying back on the bed and punched and up the link to Sylvia on his tablet.

"Good Morning Doctor Jensen," the sultry voice chimed.

A shiver of delight ran through Richard's body at the voice. "God!' he thought, 'even Sylvia's voice, a bloody computer is getting me worked up!'

He took a deep breath, trying to gather his thoughts, "Morning Sylvia, status report please."

"All systems nominal Doctor. When do you expect to start refilling the fuel cells? I have deployed the solar collectors now that I have an optimal position and will require a source of water to start electrolysis."

"I'm not sure Sylvia," he answered a little dejectedly. "I have some issues to deal with in the main settlement and it may be a few days before I can get supplies out to you. Have you had any contact with the probe?"

"Not yet Doctor, but there have been some solar flares causing a dampening of the ionosphere in the last few days which I expect to settle down in the next day or so from my analysis of the sun's surface."

"Fine. Inform me as soon as you have contact with the probe."

"As you wish Doctor."

He turned off the tablet and tossed it aside and sighed. Here he was, housebound, almost a prisoner, of his own making, his medical lifeboat as good as stranded and god knows what future at the hands of the Council. He hoped desperately that Kyrinn could come through and make it work for all their sakes.

Despite the dawn light and muted sounds of activity on the streets outside he drifted off to sleep, his lovers' scents on the sheets comforting his mind as the a dreamless state engulfed him.

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A warm body snuggled against his back, soft breasts pressing below his shoulder blades. It was the warm breath against the nape of his neck that woke him and the nose and lips pressing, kissing his skin. Richard was laying on his side, legs drawn up and the luscious body behind him moulded in behind him, like a flesh seat.

"Mmmmmmm," he murmured, reaching a hand behind to find a lithe muscular thigh. He stroked it with his fingertip and she wriggled deliciously behind him.

She whispered into his ear, "Hi sleepyhead," and gently nipped the skin of his upper back.

He turned around and faced his lover, her bright blue eyes in the mid morning light captured his soul. "Hi baby." He kissed her and for a moment was lost in her lips and tongue caressing his.

"What did Miriam say?" he asked when the broke the oral embrace.

She beamed a smile, "That I'm pregnant, but she couldn't say if it was twins. She confirmed mother was pregnant too. She was shaking her head the whole time saying, 'It's impossible!'. It was quite funny to watch."

"It's outside of her experience. She's got a whole lot more to learn yet as a doctor."

Kira's face suddenly became serious, "You made love to her." It was more of a statement than a question.

"I'm sorry baby. It wasn't 'making love' really. More like two wild animals rutting desperately. There are things affecting me here, and affecting anyone who comes near me that is creating  uncontrollable sexual urges."

A little smile crossed her lips, "I know. I have to admit I so wanted to mate with you in the days after I found you in the canyon nearly dead. I didn't know why, just that I wanted to. Mother admitted the same. She told me she woke you in the middle of the night that first time she met  you because she was feeling so horny she couldn't control herself."

He grinned at her, "You seemed to be pretty horny too that night!"

She chuckled, "I'm always horny near you!" They kissed, intimately, hands wandering over each other. Kira's found his turgid member, it throbbed in her small hand.

"Will you make love to me?" she asked huskily. "I need you inside of me." She pulled him between her spread her legs, guiding his manhood to her dripping honey pot. Her eyes locked to his as she worked the fat knob over her labia, slippery with the lubrication pouring from her hot entrance.

She placed the tip of his glans at the fleshy hole and guided it in, her eyes growing wide as he pushed his hips forward and thrust fully into her inviting muscular tunnel in one long slow motion. Her low moan of delight was cut short as he kissed her when he felt the end of his cock push into the soft wet end of her vagina, enjoying the feel of her pussy wrapped around his manhood while she wrapped her arms and legs around his body.

He thrust into Kira's willing loins in long slow strokes as they kissed and bought her to a state of almost continual orgasmic bliss, shuddering and whimpering until finally the surge of warm semen spurted in strong jets out of his bloated glans against the swollen flesh, flooding her pussy till it ran out between his cock and her tight hole to the sheets below.

Sated, they rolled onto their sides and fell asleep holding each other close, his cock still turgid in the depths of her body.

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This time a nibbling at his ear woke him. He was still embraced with Kira and the feel of her warm silky skin on his, her low breath against his chest and their legs intertwined sent a rush of blood to his member and it started to grow hard again in the tight confines of her sperm drenched pussy.

He opened his eyes to see Kyrinn's face inches from his, her smile golden and beckoning. She took a deep breath, "Mmmmmmm, smells like you two had a nice time!" she whispered.

He smiled back enjoying the gradual penetration of Kira's pussy by his hardening cock. "It's getting nice again. Want to join us?"

Her face fell a little, "I can't baby. Council is in recess for lunch and then we're back at it. Get tidied up and I'll arrange some food for us all." She gave him a quick, but intimate kiss and retreated out of the room. His eyes glued to her shapely backside the whole way.

"Kira baby!" he whispered loudly, stroking her back. "Time to wake up!"

Her eyes opened slowly and she moved a little before giving a little start, "Oh!" Her pussy clamped tight on the organ now hard within her slick tunnel.

She grinned wickedly at him, "That's a nice way to wake up! Can we make love again?"

"Sorry baby," he replied. "Kyrinn's back from Council for lunch, we need to get cleaned up and eat."

She pouted playfully at him, "Well, I'll need more of this later." Suddenly she rolled him onto his back and straddled him, driving his cock as deep as it could go in her sex. "Maybe like this!" and ground her pussy down against his pubic bone and groaned loudly.

Kyrinn's voice called from below, "Kira! Leave the poor man alone! Now hurry up, I need some help here!"

"Yes mother!" she called back then laughed, sending spasms of delight through Richard's cock as her belly clutched at the invader within.

"Okay!" she said hopping off causing a river of their combined sex juices to cascade from her deep pink gaping hole and deposit on his cock and lower belly. "Lets have a shower together."

She jumped off the bed and walked sexily to the bathroom glancing back at him with a wicked look and crooking her finger at him to come. He groaned and wearily followed, the sight and scent of her tugging at him like an invisible leash.

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"So," Kyrinn said between a mouthful of food, "the Council is split between two points of view. One side wants to basically lock you up in the Temple and bring fertile women to you all day to impregnate and the other, my side of the argument is to allow you to be a full citizen of our community, granted all the rights thereof and given the responsibility on how to rejuvenate our society in a morally responsible and planned way."

Richard's mouth fell open, "They want to make me a sex slave?"

"But mother," Kira added, her face a mask of horror at what Kyrinn had said, "don't they believe he has been sent by the Goddess?"

Kyrinn nodded her head, "Well yes, of that there is no real doubt now. The problem is that the Goddess has delivered you to us and we're not prepared for it. No one really knows what to do."

"Would have been nice if she had supplied an instruction manual," Richard mumbled through a mouthful of food. The girls looked at him strangely.

"Richard," Kyrinn continued and laid a hand on his arm, "I need you to speak to the Council, present a case that will convince them. We need votes and there are some in the Council that would go against me regardless of the issue at hand. There will be a secret ballot in a few days time. Elder Lyra has determined only a majority decision of eighty percent will be binding. If we don't get that she may break the deadlock and force an open vote. That could be bad for us as a number of Elders are on not on our side and many Sisters may fall in behind them publicly just to maintain favour, both with them and the Temple."

Richard nodded, "I see," he said quietly. The politics of this world were just as twisted as any he had encountered in many other places, but he was still confused about how things worked here. He tilted his head towards Kyrinn, "I don't understand the relationship between the Council and the Temple. If I'm sent by the Goddess isn't that an issue for the Temple?"

Kyrinn smiled and squeezed his arm, "I'm sorry darling, I should have explained. The Temple deals strictly with spiritual matters. The Council is an autonomous branch of the Temple, dealing with all non-spiritual affairs. You fall outside of the Temple's 'jurisdiction' for want of a better word, however that doesn't stop the High Priestess from making a grab for power and your arrival is the best opportunity she's had in a long time."

His brow furrowed, "I thought the Council session was secret?"

Kyrinn laughed lightly, "The Temple has a representative on the Council, she is one who is putting forward the opposing petition. She is also the daughter of the High Priestess and you can be sure her  mother knows as much of what happened in that sealed meeting as any of us. The petition for you to become the Temple's property, to put it crudely, will have come  from the High Priestess herself. Her daughter is merely the conduit."

He returned her laugh with a wry look on his face, "Some things about people never change." Turning to Kira his voice became more serious, "Kira, I need you to do something for me."

"Anything!" she exclaimed. "Just ask!"

"Go back to your house this afternoon. Load the wagon up with as many water containers as you can and take them out to the lifeboat. Sylvia will instruct you on what to do.  I need to get the ship  here as soon as possible, regardless of the result of the vote."

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They watched from behind the slatted blinds as Kira steered the wagon out onto the street and made her way homeward. Richard wasn't sure what might happen if the vote didn't go their way and what he might do if it didn't, but he was prepared to risk all if push came to shove.

Kyrinn turned to him, deep blue eyes searching his. The troubled brow on her beautiful face wrenched at his heart. If it all went pear shaped, their lives would never be the same again.

"Richard, I have to get back to Council. Miriam has scheduled time tonight to see you so she can 'examine'," the word came out sarcastically, "you and report back to the Council. She would also like to know of your medical knowledge and technology."

"Hmmmm," he mused. Maybe there was some leverage through Miriam. "Okay, I'll work on a presentation to the Council till you get back, something that will make them see sense."

She hugged him close then pulled his face to hers and kissed him passionately. As she turned to go he joked, "Take care in that viper's nest!"

Kyrinn gave him an odd look, "You say the strangest things Richard! Cats and vipers! You must explain what these things are one day."

She slipped out the door and he watched the red cloaked figure retreat down the road, getting nods from passers by as she went.

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Kyrinn rapped on the door at the rear of the house and looked around quickly for any signs of movement in the dimly lit alleyway she was standing in with Richard. They both wore dark grey cloaks with hoods raised and the cowls drawn over their heads as far as possible to hide their faces from any glancing eyes. Anyone who might have seen them in the deepening night as they walked by little used paths would have assumed nothing out of the ordinary. Perhaps just a couple taking a shortcut to another house or some activity in town.

Richard shifted the satchel at his hip as sound of the latch caught her attention and the door swung open a little revealing a crack of light spilling out.

"It's Kyrinn," she hissed quietly and the door opened further to let them in. The door closed behind them and a lock clicked in the latch. In the light Richard could see Miriam's shimmering pearl coloured dress that came to just above her knees clinging like a second skin to her petite, but shapely body. One small breast exposed in the fashion of their public fertility status. The dark nipple sat like a soft mound in the centre of her small areola.

"You had no trouble getting here?" Miriam asked as they pulled the hoods from their heads.

Kyrinn sighed, "No, fortunately. There were some people about, but we stayed well clear."

"Good, come through," she took Richard by the arm, smiling at him and lead the way. Kyrinn's eyes narrowed as she went past and followed close on their footsteps. Miriam led them to the front of the house, a room with seats and few low tables, much like a waiting room.

"This is my practice," she said waving a hand at the room. "Consultation rooms, operating room and basic living quarters upstairs, kitchen and so on."

Kyrinn looked at her, Miriam's arm holding Richard's tightly, as though he belonged to her. "Should I wait until you're done so I can take him back to my house?" Her voice was slightly terse.

"Oh no!" Miriam replied lightly, "That really won't be necessary. This will take a few hours and I would so much like to find out about his medical technology. Quite boring for you I'm sure. I'll take him back, it will be late enough that the streets will be empty by then." She smiled warmly at Kyrinn, but it never touched her eyes.

Kyrinn stepped up to Richard and placing a hand behind his neck pulled his face to hers. Miriam's lips pressed into a thin line as she watched the two kiss passionately in front of her.

"Take care baby," she said quietly as they parted. He nodded silently and pulling her hood back over her head she turned to the front door and departed. Miriam slipped her arm from his and stepped to the door locking it.

"We don't want any unexpected visitors. The surgery is closed after all!" She laughed pleasantly and led the way to a consultation room. "Come, lets get down to business." He followed her into a room that looked typically like a doctor's consultation room. The basics didn't change from his experience of the scattered settlements of the expanding human empire. As he trailed behind her he noticed something different about her. Something now familiar. Her scent was different.

She motioned to a couch and he sat on the edge, pulling the strap of the leather covered satchel from around his neck and propping the parcel on the ground against the seat next to him. Miriam sat next to him her knee touching his and laid a hand on his thigh.

He looked at her, her face inches from his, noticing her large hazel eyes dilated, even in the well lit room. Her nostrils flared slightly and a slight blush seemed to cover her neck and upper chest where the cut of the dress swept down off her shoulder and under the exposed breast. The nipple was now full and hard, standing proud from her areola.

His eyes locked onto hers. "You're pregnant," he intoned using his best unemotional doctor's voice.

Miriam gasped and pulled back from him, "How, how did you know?" The look on her face was one of complete surprise. "I only found myself out a few hours ago!"

He tapped the side of his nose with a finger, "I can tell, with this and the fact that I haven't yet wanted to bend you over your desk there and fuck you as though you were the last woman on this planet."

Miriam shook her head, "I, I don't understand."

"Tell me how you feel right now, with me so close. Give me an objective assessment of your current emotional and physical state Doctor." He emphasised her title to impress upon her the need to maintain rationality.

"I, well, I feel highly attracted to you, more so than with my current mate or any previous. My pulse is raised and I feel a little tightness in my chest. My hands are, " she turned her palms up on her lap, "are warm and damp."




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"And your sexual response?" he interjected.

Her cheeks coloured slightly and her eyes dropped, "My," she swallowed, "my vagina is moist and there is a dull throb in my loins."

He placed a finger under her chin and raised it so she was looking at him again. "How does it compare to how you felt last night?"

She nodded weakly and murmured, "I see, yes. I seemed to lose all sense. I just wanted you, needed you. There was no other thought in my head but to copulate. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done it. It was unprofessional."

He smiled, "You didn't have any choice. Something stronger than logic and common sense had us both in it's grip and now the need has passed. I should explain."

"But I still want to bed you Richard!" her voice was almost pleading.

He held her hands searching her eyes, "And I you, but we can do this now less like wild animals and more like thinking human beings." He was grateful for the change in pheromones and their own responses to them now that she was with child, but the lure of her sexuality was still strong and he struggled inside to keep a lid on his bubbling libido. At least till he got the important part of the meeting out of the way.

"Come, let's sit at your desk and I'll show you the details of the biology you've been missing for centuries." He pulled a tablet console from the satchel at his side and led Miriam to her office desk. For hours she sat fascinated as he showed her the specifics of normal human reproduction, other aspects of human biology and his findings on the impacts of Elysia's environment on himself and conjectures of how it has affected the resident population.

Finally she sat back in her chair shaking her head in disbelief, "This is incredible, unbelievable! I mean, I believe it; I, Kira and Kyrinn are the walking proof of it, but it's still just so, so amazing! It's true that you can make a woman with child after laying with them for one night!"

She looked at Richard, her eyes suddenly becoming focused and calculating. "You know of the Council's debate?"

He nodded, "Yes, Kyrinn has filled me in on the two opposing positions."

Miriam licked her lips, "I'll be frank with you. Kyrinn and I sit on opposite sides of most debates and she doesn't enjoy my support in most votes." There was a moments silence before she continued, "I can cast my vote for her, but"

Richard raised an eyebrow and her eyes narrowed, "I want you to impregnate my daughter first."

A small smile crossed his lips and he leaned back in the chair. A little simple bribery wasn't beyond the machinations of this particular system. He was going to see how far he could milk it and he hoped it would work. Time was running out and they had to have the numbers on their side.

He was going to sweeten the deal and lock her in. "Okay, however I'd like a little more in return."

"I'm not sure what else I could do," she replied flatly.

"You're a Sister on the Council and have influence in regard to your position as the community Doctor. This is a breeding program we're talking about here, your opinion will carry much weight. I'll make it worth your while."

She nodded slowly her eyes narrowed slightly, riveted to his, "Continue."

"I want you to convince members of the opposition of the futility and danger of their position and the advantages of Kyrinn's. I'll explain what you need to say."

"And in return?"

He drew a deep breath, "I'll keep you and your daughter knocked up for as long as you want to keep pushing babies out from between your legs."

Miriam's hand flew to her mouth, "Mother Goddess!" she cried, eyes almost popping out of her head.

"What, what if they refuse to change their position?" Her face suddenly held concern.

"You'll tell them I'll service them and their daughters as first priority over any other woman in the community."

A huge grin split her face and she laughed, "Are you sure you haven't been on the Council before? You have talent worthy of an Elder!"

Her laughter ebbed away, but the smile remained. Leaning forward she took his hands in hers and squeezed them. "You have a deal Doctor Jensen. Let's go upstairs and work out the details. I think I need a practical in biology."

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He stood in a bedroom that contained the basic needs as one might assume would suffice for the occasional overnight stay. A large bed occupied most of the space, bed side tables, bookshelf packed with books, lamps, a small dresser with mirror and an adjoining bathroom.

"I'll be back in just a moment," Miriam said and turned quickly to exit the room. He walked over to the bookshelf and picked up a hefty tome. 'Tinctures, Treatments and Ointments' read the title. He flipped through the pages and marvelled at the body of work devoted to the use of plants and other substances for medical use. He would have to get Sylvia to work through this material for later analysis. There might be some very valuable compounds here that could be refined for increased efficacy.

He stirred at a noise behind him and turned towards the door. A doppelganger of Miriam stood next to her.

"Doctor Jensen, may I introduce my daughter Corrine."

Richard knew what to expect, but the physical presence of perfect clones always surprised him. Corrine was not the mirror image of her mother as Kira was of Kyrinn. For one, her hair was long, well past the middle of her back and her face still held a tinge of youth.

"Hello Corrine," he smiled at her. His nose twitched and his pulse quickened. He recognised the marked change in the atmosphere of the room.

Corrine suddenly cast her eyes downward, hands clasped in front of her and said in a low voice, "I am pleased to meet you Doctor Jensen."

Interest piqued Richard and he questioned, "How old are you Corrine?"

"I am past seventeen and one half seasons."

Richard calculated quickly and added about ten percent for the extra orbital time of this planet. That would make her close to nineteen Earth years. She looked about that, just past adolescence and into the flush of burgeoning womanhood. A couple of more years and she would be indistinguishable from her mother and hold that youthful look for decades.

He beckoned with his hand to them, "Come closer."

Miriam led her daughter to him till they stood barely a foot apart. Richard gritted his teeth together as he unconsciously took a deep breath through his nose. Her rampant fertility drove into to his skull like an iron spike and a wave of sexual heat followed it,  threatening to smother his senses.

He swallowed hard, trying to maintain control. He had expected the rush, but the intensity from the young woman was like trying to hold back a tsunami with bare hands.

"Your mother has told you what to expect?" he said with a slight quaver.

Corrine nodded, her eyes fixed on his. Her nostrils had flared and lust blazed out of her large hazel eyes. His blood boiled in his veins and he felt his cock swelling rapidly, becoming heavy between his legs as he stared transfixed by the ripe young female before him, ready to take his seed into her womb.

Miriam raise a hand behind Corrine's back and suddenly her silky garment fell away, exposing  the youthful naked body to Richard's eyes. He drank in her beauty: the same hourglass figure,  dark hard nipples straining outwards from small breasts. A flat stomach leading down to a prominent mound, devoid of any hair. All of that on top of slim legs made her look younger by years than she really was. His hand reached out and gently cupped her pussy. Long, meaty labia filled his palm and fingers. She may have appeared young, but she had the pussy of a grown  woman.

A slight "Oh!" escaped from her mouth as he touched her boldly and with his other hand he cupped a breast, rolling the fat nipple between his fingers.

Miriam's voice snapped him out of his spell, "Come Corrine, I will show you what he has."

Miriam's dress had found it's way to the floor without him noticing whilst he had feasted his eyes on Corrine and now he saw them kneel before him and watched as the older woman unbuckled his pants and let them drop to the floor.

Richard's cock sprang out, hot, fat and hard. Big veins ran along it's length, pulsing slightly and the bloated glans bulged at the end of his shaft, shiny and purple. Pre-cum seeped from the end and dripped to the floor between them.

"Oh Goddess!" Corrine whispered in awe. "It's so big!"

Miriam wrapped her small hand around his shaft barely covering half it's girth. "This goes into your pussy daughter, all the way until you feel the head deep in your belly." Her other hand hefted his heavy balls. "These make the seed, the sperm that shoots out the end here," she nodded to his bulging cock head, "and into your womb to impregnate you."

Corrine stared fascinated at his cock licking her lips. One hand had made it's way between her legs and was stroking her pussy.

"Do you want him to fuck you and put a baby into your womb daughter?"

"Yessss," she hissed. Her body felt like it was on fire as she stared at the massive organ before her and her pussy throbbed like never before. Juices flowed out of her now swollen sex and into her hand as it rubbed the at meaty folds between her legs.

"Come," Miriam commanded. "Let me show you how the Goddess wants us to procreate." She grabbed Richard's hand and guided him to the bed. "Lay down," her voice was firm, controlling the action that was about to occur.

Richard lay on his back in the middle of the bed, his cock solid, holding erect above his flat stomach. It ached with the need of the soft, tight embrace of a woman's sex. Miriam quickly straddled his hips, grabbing the thick shaft and pulling it upright, pointing it directly at her warm, moist hole.

Corrine crawled up on the bed, eyes glued to their groins and watched as her mother pulled the purple crowned shaft through her long swollen inner labia. The curtains of flesh draped and caressed lovingly over the bulbous head depositing a sheen of sex fluids on the stretched skin. After a few repeats of this she raised up, moved his cock back further underneath her groin and with a long sigh lowered her hips letting the mushroom head penetrate into the tight confine of her vagina.

Miriam shuddered slightly as the ring of muscle at her pussy hole gripped the shaft just behind the cock head. She held still for a moment, getting used to the invading organ then lowered her body on it emitting a long low moan as her loins were impaled by the shaft of meat driving deep into her womanhood.

Richard grunted loudly and pushed his hips up as Miriam's vulva ground against his pubic bone, ensuring his cock was fully sheathed in her pussy. He looked over at Corrine, grabbing a leg and pulling her young lithe body onto his face. She sat astride his head facing her mother and felt strong hands grip her hips and pull her splayed vulva onto his mouth.

"Oh Goddess!" she cried as his lips sucked her copious inner labia into his mouth and his slippery tongue slid mercilessly in the deep cleft between them. Miriam started to thrust up and down on his shaft holding desperately onto Corinne's shoulders as she held onto her mother's. Together they rode him with Miriam's pussy spasming on the fat shaft splitting her pussy apart and Corrine's drenching Richard's face as his tongue licked the wet folds inside her young vagina.

Richard's blood was on fire as he felt Miriam stiffen and then spasm time and again on his cock. His tongue alternately buried itself into Corrine's hot, wet hole, lapping at the sweet and tangy nectar that ran from deep within to circling the large hard nub of her clitoris as his nose nudged around her sopping pussy hole, drinking in her scent and firing his libido onto a new levels of lust.

The two women groaned in unison, consumed in a sea of bliss they had never encountered till finally Miriam gave a great cry of orgasmic anguish, shuddering uncontrollably atop the blunt spear deep in her belly and collapsed off him to the side, orgasmic spasms still wracking her slight form.

Feeling the wondrous grip of a pussy suddenly slip from his cock, Richard growled into Corrine's sopping hole and pushed her off his face. She landed on her back next to him, legs akimbo and within seconds he was between her knees, guiding his cock towards her virginal hole. Her vulva was a swollen, sopping gash, the fat inner cunt lips so engorged they stood up proud, a deep pink, framing the entrance to the tunnel of bliss.

The fat cock head pushed against the virginal entrance and slipped in. Corrine's eyes widened at the sudden intrusion and held Richard's gaze upon her. He pushed a little and felt the restriction on his glans. The intact membrane signifying the last barrier to full womanhood. He pushed and suddenly it gave.

Corrine gave a small cry as her hymen tore, unaware that this act signalled the final sealing of the natural order of deflowering of a woman and the first of many for untold centuries on this lost world. As quickly it came, the pain subsided and she then gasped, gripping his arms hard, fingers digging into his skin as she felt the foreign sex organ slide deeper into her pussy.

Miriam's eyes fluttered open, her fog filled brain recovering form the massive climax that had exploded through her body just moments before when she had used Richard's prick for her own pleasure. The sight before her caused the breath to catch in her throat; Her daughter, flat on her back, legs pulled back and wide apart and Richard laying between them, his cock buried balls deep in her only daughter's pussy. She had a front row seat to the most erotic; no, carnal performance in her life.

Her hand slid down her sweat slicked belly to the mound between her legs and rubbed at the swollen clit, barely sheathed within it's hood. Entranced, she watched as he hunched over Corrine's small body, wrapping his arms under her back and grabbing her shoulders and started to thrust mercilessly into her soft yielding pussy. Time and again he rammed into her and as her mixed whimpering and moanings grew it seemed to drive him on, thrusting harder and faster.

Corrine suddenly stiffened, fingernails digging into his sweaty back, teeth biting his chest and cried out a muffled groan. Miriam's fingers were a blur on her snatch. 'My baby's coming on his cock!' she thought. Remembering the hard pole driving into her own soft pussy, rubbing deliciously in unexplored places her throbbed. Fascinated she watched when Richard finally grunted, arched his back and thrust short sharp jabs into Corrine.

Miriam saw his balls tighten up and the thick tube on the underside of his cock suddenly bulge rhythmically with every jab into her daughter's sex. He was cumming. She imagined the thick, sticky liquid spurting into the hot depths of Corrine, coating her cervix in his sperm, flooding her fertile uterus with his life giving ejaculate.

Her first and third fingers spread her inner labia apart and pulled them up, bringing her swollen clitoris out of its hood. As she watched her daughter's impregnation her middle finger flicked quickly on the super sensitive exposed nub. Cum squeezed out from the seal of Corrine's pussy hole stretched obscenely around the girth of the invading organ and at the sight of it leaking from her baby girl's hole she came, curling into a foetal ball, mind numb to everything but the image burned into her brain of the sight she had just witnessed.

Richard released his grip on the girl beneath him. For a moment he seemed to have lost his bearings. The woman, the girl, was? He was, where? He pushed himself up with his hands and looked down. Miriam, no; Corrine. Rational thought suddenly rushed back. God! He was just blind lust incarnate. Nothing existed, but his cock and the females. Their touch, scent, smell. The sounds as they came, their arms and legs around him as their tight little pussies wrapped around his cock.

He sat up between her outstretched legs, looking at where they were still joined. Semen, tinged with pink bubbled out from between his shaft and her pussy hole. He remembered a resistance then a sudden release and gliding smoothly all the way into her sweet young snatch. She truly had been a virgin, the blood in the semen confirmed it.

Looking behind him he saw Miriam, curled into a ball, hand jammed between her legs and still vibrating from an orgasm. He looked back at Corrine; her eyes were glazed with a far away look and a smile was on her lips.

"Corrine! Baby!" he whispered, stroking her face.

Her eyes suddenly focused and a grin spread across her face.

"You okay honey?" he asked with concern. He wasn't sure if he had inadvertently hurt her in his blind lust.

"I'm a little sore; down there, but I feel like I'm floating." Her hand covered her lower belly, "The throb is so deep, so nice!"

His hand covered hers, "I'm going to get cleaned up. Tell your mother I need to leave when I'm done."

Corrine looked over to her mother, still in a foetal ball and nodded and then back to him mouthing the words "Thank you".

He chuckled to himself. He figured he might be hearing more of that in the future.

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Richard woke in the arms of the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. Early morning light suffused the room and lent an almost angelic glow to the naked beauty before him. He was on his side with Kyrinn facing him, a light sheet drawn half way over their bodies. She was already awake looking at him, her blue eyes radiating love unbounded. Loose flaxen coloured hair sprayed over the pillow above and behind her, shimmering where tints reflected the golden beams.

She kissed him and he responded, tongues dancing over each other.

"How did you go with Miriam?" she said finally after they finished their oral embrace.

Richard grimaced, "I think I made a deal with the devil."

Kyrinn's brow furrowed, "The devil? Who's that?"

He snorted, "The devil's kind of like an anti Goddess."

She gave a sour look, "That describes Miriam well enough!"

"She's going to vote for your petition."

"What!" she exclaimed, eyes almost popping out. "You must have fucked her brains out for them to be so addled!"

"Err, not exactly," he continued cautiously.

"What do you mean 'not exactly'?" her voice firmed.

Richard decided he may as well be hung for a sheep as for a lamb. "I impregnated her daughter, Corrine."

She opened her mouth to say something, but Richard continued before she could get a word out, "Wait! There's more to it than that. Not only will she vote for our position, but she will lobby the other Council members that are neutral or support the other view to change their minds and vote for us."

Kyrinn stared at him dumbfounded, blinking those gorgeous eyes uncomprehendingly. Finally she gathered her wits, "Well you've done the impossible, I'll grant you that. " She reached down and grasped his soft, limp cock, "There certainly is magic in that stick between your legs!"

At the touch of her warm, soft hand gripping his member it started to stiffen. "Only problem," she added, "is there may not be enough time between now and when the vote is taken to get a majority."

"I suggest," he replied, "that you work out with Miriam who will be the hardest to convince and who will go over easiest. I think I know how to convince the hardest cases."

She tugged at his swelling manhood, smiling wistfully. "Would you like to show me how you're going to convince them?"

He pushed her onto her back and climbed between her spread legs. "Yes. I think a little magic will do the trick!" Leaning down he kissed her open mouth and guided his fully erect cock to the already wet nexus between her thighs.

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Kira's face appeared on the table console Beads of sweat trickled down her brow and temples and her skin was visibly red from exertion.




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"I tell you Richard darling," she huffed, "this Sylvia is a thirsty girl. I spent all last night filling every bucket, vase and water bag I could find and loading the wagon, both of them in fact with the water she needs. You must explain what she does with it. Is it steam or something?"

He laughed and shook his head, "It's a bit more complex than that. Is it all done?"

She wiped the back of her hand across her forehead and sighed, "Yes, full to the brim with some to spare. It's taken me all morning to get out here and fill her up. I'm going to take the wagons back now. I should be in town by early evening."

Richard hear footsteps behind him. He was seated at the dining table with his back to the door and turned to look.

"Kira!" Kyrinn called out.

"Yes mother!" came the reply from the tablet.

Kyrinn looked around confused, "Kira, where are you? I can hear you, I thought you must be back."

"I'm here mother!"

She approached Richard, her brow furrowed, "Richard, where is she? I can hear her as though she was sitting just in front of you."

He grinned and held up the tablet to her. Kira waved and smiled, "Hi mom!"

Kyrinn stopped dead in her tracks, mouth open, but no sound coming out. She pointed at the tablet, "Wha? What? Is that you Kira?"

Kira rolled her eyes, "Of course it's me mother!" came the slightly exasperated reply. "Who else would it be?"

"But where you?"

"I'm out at Richard's space ship, about ten kilometres north of the house. I'm just about to leave."

Kyrinn walked slowly to the table and without taking her eyes from her daughter, pulled seat out and sat in it. "You can talk to her with this and she is so far away?" Her question was directed at Richard, but she kept staring at Kira.

"It's a communications device, amongst other things. It's good over about fifty kilometres, more with the right equipment."

Kira spoke again before Kyrinn could absorb the concept of it all. "How did you get on with Doctor Miriam, Richard?"

Richard blushed a little, making sure the tablet camera was still angled towards Kyrinn, "She's been convinced to vote for us and will lobby for votes from the other Council members."

"Miriam?" Kira replied in awe. "Really? Is she ill or something?"

Kyrinn piped up to rescue Richard from a possible awkward explanation, "We worked out a deal with her. I can fill you in on what's happening when you get back, but you better hurry if you want to make it in time for dinner young lady!"

Kira's hot sweaty face broke into a grin, "Yes mother!" Her face moved close to the display and her lips pursed in a kiss, "Mmmmwah! Bye honey!"

He faced the tablet towards himself gain and copied her kiss with a lip smacking sound, "Take care baby!" The screen went blank and he put the device down with a sigh.

"Phew! Thanks for that. I wasn't sure if it was right to tell her the details and let her stew over the fact I fucked Corrine to seal a political deal."

She patted his arm, catching his eye, "Let me manage Kira. There is a bigger picture to consider now and there will be more of that 'convincing' to be done."

"Well, it's good to see some politicians getting screwed over for once," he laughed, partly in jest and partly in relief at Kyrinn's offer to look after Kira's well being in this murky affair.

"It sounds like politics and politicians aren't much different from where you come then?" Kyrinn added insightfully.

He took a deep breath and sighed, "Noooo, people are pretty much the same animals inside no matter where you go. How did you go with Miriam this morning?"

"Well we've worked out the likely candidates on all sides. I know who supports us directly, and generally who is in the opposition and pretty much the undecided. We have one Elder with us, two against and two undecided. Of the Sisters, four including myself with us, five against and three undecided, at best estimates. Council is in recess for a few days, so we can firm up numbers quickly between us and start the lobbying straight away."

"How do you intend arguing this?" he asked intrigued.

"It's quite simple really," she replied. "The opposition petition is flawed, primarily by their own blinded beliefs, no disrespect to the Goddess of course," she added quickly. "Their views are, ummm, less pragmatic shall we say? And so they intend a lottery system, pick a number, one to whatever thousands and start sending them in to you from one onwards. Well," she sighed with disgust, "'The Goddess will decide by the grace of her infinite wisdom' is their motto, leaving it all up to a random draw. The High Priestess would wrest all control from the Council with you in her hand and reign supreme. We cannot let that happen." 

Richard grimaced at the thought, chained to an alter, a line of naked women bought in one by one to impale themselves on his rampant cock until he filled them with his warm fertile cum. Well, maybe not exactly like that, but the outcome would be the same regardless of how he was 'detained' as the Goddess' bringer of life.

Kyrinn's voice bought his attention back, "So, first up we tell the ones that haven't decided that by voting for us, their service to the Goddess and the community with be recognised by you," she patted his arm, "and they and their immediate family will be given preferential treatment when the plan to reinvigorate our society is put into place."

He nodded. Turn their beliefs to our advantage and give them incentive. Kyrinn was a very shrewd political animal. "And if they don't swallow that line?"

She smiled, "We go for the," she pointed to her neck. "What's that thing called?"

"The jugular."

"Yes, the jugular. We arrange a private meeting with you and let those pheromones do the rest." There was a glint in her eye as though she would enjoy seeing the outcome of all this.

He scratched his chin and his brow creased, "I'm not sure how that would work, I mean what does that achieve?"

Kyrinn smiled wryly, "If the vote goes against us and then it's discovered a number of Council members are 'suddenly' all pregnant at the same time, it will be well known that they've tried to 'jump the queue'. That impropriety will see them expelled from the Council and their whole family line banished from serving on the Council for many, many years. There is much shame in that. The result will be annulled, chaos will ensue and the resulting mess could take a long time to clean up. Not a situation anyone wants to see. Now you see Miriam's sudden change of heart. She's in up to her neck with nothing to loose."

The light dawned for him then, "So if we win, then I'll reward the Council with first preference for impregnation and those that got 'fucked over', so to speak have their political careers saved."

She laughed, "Exactly!"

"And how many votes do we need?"

"Fourteen," she replied with concern, "We have one Elder and if we swing all the Sisters over we have the numbers short one, but..."

"But?" Richard interjected as her voice started to trail off.

Kyrinn's face was pensive. "Elder Lyra holds much sway over the Council and I believe she is undecided. She's a wily old thing, but will do what's right for the community. Convince her and half the battle is won in one fell blow."

Richard's face suddenly went pale, "Ummm, you're not suggesting..."

A burst of laughter erupted from her beautiful face and her eyes sparkled as she held a hand to her mouth to try to stop her mirth. Richard's face was like stone, waiting for her to finish.

"I'm so sorry darling, I think she's a little past that type of thing," she finally said between gasps of breath.

"How old is Elder Lyra?" he asked slowly, almost wishing to not hear the answer.

Kyrinn regained her composure and looked thoughtfully past him, "Umm, I think about one hundred and thirty two, or thirty three maybe?"

Richard coughed involuntarily and thumped his chest with his fist before sitting back up and staring at Kyrinn, his eyes blinking in disbelief, "What?" he whispered hoarsely.

"Yes, about that, although she isn't the oldest. There are a few at least ten or fifteen years older right here in Elysia and one of the outlying communities, I can't remember which one has a woman close to one hundred and eighty."

He sat there shaking his head. Longevity was common in humanity, boosted by drugs, genetic manipulation and replacement organs. A life span of one hundred and twenty was average, but here on Elysia, none of that applied. It was all happening through natural means, whatever the environment provided. The oldest woman here was nearly two hundred Earth years old! He wondered how long someone could live here with technology to help.

Kyrinn's voice bought him from his reverie, "I should approach Elder Lyra this afternoon, have a little chat and see how far I can get." She leaned forward taking his face in her hands and kissed him passionately on the lips then stood stroking his face, "I'll make us some lunch then head back out. There's a lot of work to do yet."

He sighed as he watched her sleek form, barely hidden, but accentuated by the close fitting dress, the end of the pale blue material swishing around the tops of her strong slender thighs drawing his gaze to the smooth bare skin. He wanted to spend some time with her again this afternoon as he had done this morning, making love slowly and tenderly, but realised that for the moment those opportunities were going to be rare until the vote was taken and maybe non-existent if it all went awry.

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Richard was concentrating intently on the console tablet before him that he didn't hear the light footsteps coming up behind him. The first he knew was a shower of flaxen coloured hair cascading over his head and warm soft lips wrapping around the top of his ear while the tip of a wet tongue slid along underneath the curl of it. Hands reached over his shoulders and gripped his pectorals, strong fingers digging into his chest.

"Mmmmm," came the purr into his ear. Her warmth enveloped him from behind, soft breasts just touching the top of his back, a hot breath in his ear. The unmistakeable scent of one of the women he loved and mixed with it a musky, salty smell of dried sweat. He put a hand up and ran his fingers through her long glorious locks.

"Hi baby, how was your trip back?"

Kira nuzzled his ear, whispering warmly into it, "Hot and lonely. Now I'm hot and horny."

He gripped the edge of his seat turning it away from the table and she quickly jumped into his lap, pushing her groin up against his. Lacing her fingers behind his neck she leant back looking at him. She had dressed differently today. A short sleeved blouse, unbuttoned down half way down her front exposing her cleavage and a good deal of smooth unrestrained breasts beneath. A short skirt, now pushed up around her hips revealed a tiny panty thong. The distinct bulge of her vulva pushed against the thin material.

Richard held her slim waist and smiled at her before dropping his eyes to her magnificent bosom. Kira smiled wickedly back and pushed her chest out. His hand left her waist and slipped in the gap in her blouse and snaked under a breast. The warm, soft weight filled his palm and he cupped it while thumb and forefinger found the growing nipple and rolled it gently between them.

Kira ground her hips into him and felt a hardness swelling up between her legs. Richard's other hand left her waist and slid over her hips and down the bare rump letting his fingers trail the line of thin material down between her cheeks until they discovered a damp patch.

Her smile broadened into a grin as she felt the roaming digits pull aside the flimsy covering and fingertips slide over her moist hole, gathering her wetness and embedding themselves into the folds of her labia.

Kira leant forward, lowering her face to his, mouth opening and he responded in kind feeling her tongue driving into his throat while their lips locked in a wet embrace and his fingers worked between her legs, pushing into her hot, tight entrance while he massaged the breast in his other hand, pulling and teasing at the hard nipple.

"Mmmmmph!" Kira groaned into his mouth as she felt two digits slide deep into her pussy and rotate around, stroking the delicate wet folds. The fingers slid out, and pushed along the valleys between her inner and outer labia, trapping her inner lips between the slimy digits. Her swelling clit hood was trapped between the ends of his fingers and he rubbed them together while stretching her pleasure organ outwards.

"Oh fuck!" she groaned pulling her face from his. "Don't stop!"

Her hips ground down hard against his straining member, but all she could feel was the growing ball of pleasure in her loins as he masturbated her clitoris like it was a cock.

Warm secretions flooded his palm and shifting his hand beneath her slightly, positioned the pad of his girl cum coated thumb on her anal hole and rubbed it gently.

"AGGGGHHHHH!" cracked from her throat and suddenly she pulled herself towards him, burying his face in her heaving breasts as he let go of it to grip her thrashing backside. His thumb penetrated her ass to the first knuckle and he wiggled it, feeling it slip in all the way, the tight sphincter pulsed around the base of it as she shuddered on his lap.

He held her till she finally slumped, breath panting on his neck. Her anal hole still pulsed around the base of his thumb as his fingers cupped her puffy vulva. His cock was straining in his pants, hard and throbbing. The feel of her pussy climaxing on his hand making his blood boil with lust.

"Did you have a nice ride Kira?" Kyrinn's voice came from across the room. Richard looked over and saw her standing near the front door, one hand on her naked breast, teasing the nipple while the other hand cupped her pussy mound through her dress, the middle finger digging between her legs.

Kira raised her head and smiled weakly at her mother as she walked sexily over to them. "Mmmmm, yes Rinn. A very nice ride."

Kyrinn her her daughter's chin in her hand and planted a loving kiss on her lips. Their tongues writhed around briefly before Kyrinn broke it off. Her eyes bored into Kira's.

"You look so beautiful when you climax daughter," she whispered.

Richard looked on amazed at the brazen incestuousness. He still had trouble coming to terms with it, but maybe nature had no need of the taboo here and in fact the intimate relationships between mother and daughter only served to assist the unusual reproductive method.

"Now," Kyrinn continued in a more serious manner, "go and get yourself washed. You must be dirty and sweaty from all that work today. I'm expecting Miriam here shortly for dinner and I don't want the place smelling of an unwashed and just fucked girl!"

"Yes mother!" Kira replied with a laugh and hopped off Richard's lap. She gave him a quick kiss and hugged Kyrinn before running upstairs.

Kyrinn looked down at Richard, his hand between his legs and fingers still in the position he had when her had bought Kira off.

"And you," she said with a sly grin, "what do you intend to do with that." She pointed at his hand, drenched in Kira's cum.

"I, ummm," he looked sheepishly like he had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, honey pot really; Kira's honey pot. He raised it to his face, inserting the slimy digits into his mouth with a smile. Kira's musky, tangy taste sent his taste buds into a frenzy as he swirled his tongue around them. Her girl cum smell driving up his sinus from the back of his throat delivering tingles of delight down his spine.

"I suggest you get that washed, and this," she reached down and grabbed the long, fat bulge stretching along his hip underneath his trousers. "I have plans for later." She kissed him and gave it a squeeze, eliciting a groan from him. He felt ready to nail the first available female to the wall with his throbbing cock.

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"Please," Kyrinn's voice almost pleaded. "I just don't understand your apparent intransigence over this issue."

Richard, Kira and Miriam sat at the dining table, the tablet console between them listening in on the conversation taking place a few hundred meters away. Miriam shook her head and Kira's mouth turned a sour expression.

"It's really quite obvious Sister Kyrinn," the voice replied with aloofness, "the High Priestess' position is quite clear. The Goddess has delivered Doctor Jensen as foretold and we must ensure he is treated in accordance with the traditions and rites of the Temple so he may serve the community as she intends."

Miriam threw her hands up in the air with disgust shouting,"Gah! May as well be talking to a lump of rock!"

Her petite body belied a fierce temper and equally strong attitude. She could be a nasty opponent or a great ally. He remember a few hours back as the women were preparing dinner and Miriam had stormed into the house. No knock, no announcing herself, just barging in like an unbidden storm.

Her face was red with rage as she stomped in, slamming the door behind her, "Those stupid, wooden headed, barren, dried up, frigid..." She stopped in the middle of the room suddenly aware of Richard leaning against a table admiring the backsides of Kira and Kyrinn while they worked in the kitchen.

Miriam's eyes widened at the sight of him, "Oh!" she squeaked apologetically, "Please excuse me Doctor Jensen!"

The girls had turned from their duties and were covering their mouths to stifle their chuckles. No one had ever bought Miriam down from hurling lighting bolts from atop thunder clouds without saying a word as Richard had.

He walked over to her and took one of her hands in both of his, "Hello Miriam," he said with a wide smile. "Perhaps you need a drink and a seat."

She stared into his eyes, the anger replaced with desire. She wanted to throw herself into his arms, hold him tight, feel his touch on her skin, bury her face into his chest and breath his scent. Instead she took a deep breath and let it out shakily. "Yes, yes I think I should."

She sat down and Kyrinn bought her a refreshment. "It's difficult, isn't it?" she said in a low voice.

Miriam jerked her head upwards as though startled, "Yes," she mumbled after a moment. "The desire..." the words trailed off and she gripped the glass before her, knuckles turning white.

"It gets easier, with time. I hope he can find a way with his knowledge and technology so we aren't all trying to get a piece of him, especially the younger ones."

She nodded, remembering how her own daughter, Corrine had succumbed to Richard so easily. She felt the will power of all those young fertile women wouldn't stand a minute in his presence before they literally raped him. Goddess knows, she herself lost complete control under his influence. Being pregnant had moderated that now, but there was a lot of empty wombs on legs out there wanting to be impregnated. Kyrinn's petition must succeed or their one chance at salvation, the gift from the Goddess herself would be thrown on the garbage heap.

The three of them looked at the tablet console on the table, waiting for the signal. Miriam had set up a meeting with Kyrinn and the Temple's representative on the Council, Phoebe after failing to convince both her and Alana of Kyrinn's petition.

Phoebe was a priestess of the Temple of the Goddess as her mother was High Priestess and her grand mother the Seer. Their family line held a tradition of high positions within the Temple and holding a voice on the Council. It was Phoebe's petition that countered Kyrinn's and threatened disaster on the community. Alana was closely allied to Phoebe. The two were as 'thick as thieves' as Richard might have said and the influence of the Temple was not to be dismissed when everyone knew the directive was ultimately coming from the High Priestess.




Planetfall Ch. 04



Richard had given Kyrinn his tablet in the leather satchel to take to the meeting so they could eavesdrop on the discussion. If Kyrinn couldn't convince the pair, a code phrase would bring the next course of action into play. One that Phoebe and Alana would be helpless against.

"Miriam will be here soon. Do you mind if we take a short break?" Kyrinn's voice sounded firmly over the ether.

"That's it!" Miriam grinned. "The signal, let's go Doctor Jensen!" They all rose together and Kira stood by the door while Richard and Miriam donned cloaks. As he turned to follow Miriam out the door Kira grabbed his hand a pained look on her face.

He stroked her beautiful face, the skin soft and warm and held her cheek in his hand. "I'm sorry baby, it has to be done. I love you."

"I love you," she whispered back then pulled his face to hers and kissed him with a passion she normally delivered in the heat of their intimate love making.

Pulling their cowls down low over their faces the cloaked pair slipped out the door quickly and  made their way in the dark to the house and Miriam motioned Richard back into the shadows as she knocked at the door.

"Hello Miriam," came the lilting voice of Alana as door opened and she admitted the woman. Richard peeked through a crack in the curtain and saw the four women now gathered in the room and making their way to the table. He recognised Alana from the Council when Kyrinn had pointed her out. A striking red headed woman; pale skin, trim body and a pretty face. Both breasts, of ample size stood exposed from her bodice, indicating she had two children already. She looked mid twenties, so he guessed she could be any age from there to fifty.

The other woman was tall, as tall as he was and immediately striking. Long, jet black hair hung in a slight wave a little past her shoulders with the fringe cut straight across her forehead just above long thin black arched eyebrows. Large wide set eyes, an icy grey colour, almost like a wolf's gazed out from a beautiful face with high cheekbones and a wide, full lipped mouth. Phoebe's face screamed eroticism whilst her gaze mesmerised With her long limbs and sleek body she was the perfection of the priestess designed to capture and hold an audience's attention.

He didn't need to wonder how a few of those as clones in the Temple could create a perfect atmosphere of hypnotic mysticism. He tore his eyes away from her. It was like standing on the edge of a high cliff looking at the land far below. The beauty of the landscape calling you to join it in a single step to oblivion. He knew he was going to have to take that step soon.

"Perhaps," Kyrinn's voice rose enough for him to hear from outside, "you might want to discuss this with the person who is at the centre of this issue?"

Phoebe laughed, "Oh I don't think that's really ne," she cut off and snapped her head around as the door opened and Richard stepped in. Those wolf's eyes widened, boring into his soul. He could see her nostrils flare and seconds later a slight pink flush wash over her neck and upper chest.

Richard quickly strode over to the table, giving the two women no time to even think about the situation. Their scent suddenly rammed into his brain, firing his whole body into the sensation he was becoming familiar with now. Lust surged through his body like a drug had been pumped directly into his veins as the heady scent of two fertile females sat just a few feet away. His new nasal organ was tuned enough now from him to pick up their differences and he recognised Alana was slightly less fertile than Phoebe. Her single exposed breast said she had one child, but her body screamed out for a dual impregnation. She was still young enough be pumping out two ova. Alana would only bear single children.

Miriam and Kyrinn looked on entranced at the silent exchange of pheromones between the other women and Richard and the effects. They watched as his eyes dilated and skin flushed with blood. His chest rose and fell with deep breaths and glancing down his manhood was clearly staring to strain against his trousers.

"I, Doctor.." Phoebe laboured under the pheromone assault, "Jensen, I, we weren't expecting you." She looked at Alana who for all the world was already deep in it's grip. She stared hypnotically at him, one hand already working at a naked breast.

Richard moved up against Phoebe and stroked her silky black hair. The feel of it in his hand sending tingles along his arm. At his touch she let out a sigh. Her heart thumped in her chest and a throb started long slow pulses in her groin. She could feel wetness flooding her pussy and her nether lips swelling between her closed legs.

He whispered to her as she looked up at him, their eyes in a mesmeric embrace,"So beautiful."

He stroked her face and she shivered, "Give me your hand." He took her proffered hand and placed it on the long bulge at his groin. "Do you know what this is?"

Phoebe's mouth dropped open slightly and she nodded weakly, never taking her eyes from his. He looked briefly over to Miriam and she gave a little smile. She had told him how she had given the  Council a rather dry and brief biological discourse in his anatomy. The raw reality of it now, up close and personal was something completely different.

His voice was low and deep now, "I am going to mate with you. Do you want me to impregnate you?"

Again she nodded weakly.

"Say it!" he commanded. "Tell me this is what you want!"

Her voice strained, "Please! Impregnate me! Implant your child in my womb!"

Richard smiled as he unbuttoned his trousers and lowered his zip. Alana gasped when she saw the huge length of meat fall out of his pants. The thickly veined organ twitched as it hung inches from Phoebe's face, pre-cum already seeping from the large slit in the bloated knob.

Kyrinn leaned over to Miriam whispering, "We should leave before we lose all control ourselves and join in, and I don't think I can bear to watch."

Miriam licked her lips at the sight of the manhood that was shortly going to be embedded in Phoebe's tight little pussy, pounding her and spurting a load of warm, sticky sperm into her fertile womb. Then he would do it to Alana. How many times would he fuck them to make sure the job was done? Her pussy throbbed at the thought and she felt a gush of juices flood her panties.

She swallowed hard, "Yes," she replied with a barely controlled shudder.

Richard didn't even see them go. His eyes closed as Phoebe's mouth enveloped his glans, her tongue sliding over the sensitive head while Alana knelt next to her friend and cupped his large testicles sucking one then the other orb into her mouth. All thought of why they had been there evaporated from their minds as the Goddess' Gift took possession of their hearts, souls and bodies.

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A warm breath on the back of his neck roused him slowly from a dreamless sleep into a state of semi wakefulness where he drifted with lascivious images of Phoebe and Alana and what he was doing to them. He was snuggled in behind one warm soft body his hand reaching around cupping a soft breast while another soft body snuggled in behind him, the two naked women sandwiching him between them as they lay spooning together.

He remembered the first hour or two distinctly before his memories faded into a haze of sexual frenzy that lasted all night. Phoebe was laying naked on her back on the table her legs held wide apart by his hands on her thighs, his swollen member just at her sacred entrance. He growled as he looked at her athletic body. Perfectly sized breasts, just a nice handful and a flat well muscled midriff. He held her gaze as he pushed forward, the bloated knob parting the inner lips and then he stepped over that cliff as he sank his throbbing manhood into her wet, heated tunnel, merging with her mesmerising beauty. Only when his balls rested against her ass did she moan, eyes rolling back into her head and stiffen, her hot, tight honey pot spasming on his length.

Alana started transfixed at their joining a hand up her dress and rubbing at her pussy. When she saw Phoebe fully impaled on the fat organ she grunted and came furiously on her hand.

He had thrust hard into Phoebe then, never giving pause to stop their pleasure until finally he jabbed hard and the warm fluid spurted from his loins and into gushed against her cervix. With barely a pause he grabbed Alana and with a single motion ripped her dress from her body and forced her onto her back next to the semi-concious Phoebe. Another quick motion tore her damp panties from her hips. Alana's highly aroused scent and the muskiness seeping from her over excited pussy sent a surge into Richard's system and his cock throbbed, ready to impale the gorgeous red head laid out before him like an offering.

He thrust hard into the soft hole between her legs, giving no thought, but for his immediate satisfaction and pleasure her sweet body gave to him.

The rest of the night stretched into a blur of warm soft skin against him, lips and tongues, tight wet pussies wrapped around his cock or grinding against his face and always the scent of them filling his brain like they were a part of him.

He nuzzled the bare skin of the back before him and felt the press of breasts against his own back. The cocoon of female bodies was like a womb; soft, warm and protective. He never wanted to leave it.

"Good morning baby," the sweet voice of his lover whispered in his ear. Kira or Kyrinn, he couldn't tell, but it didn't matter.

Reluctantly he rolled onto his back and a mouth covered his a tongue prising apart his lips as it searched for his till he reached out and let them writhe together like lovers too long parted. Automatically his hand slid down her warm belly and cupped the mound between her legs. Hair frilled labia greeted his touch and he smiled slightly as they kissed. He always enjoyed this way of finding out which lover was which.

A movement beside him and two more hands on his body told him Kira was awake and needing her morning kiss. Breaking off from Kyrinn he turned his head and kissed Kira with the same passion.

"So," Kyrinn spoke as her and Kira finished, "how did it go last night?" There was a broad smile on her face as though she knew more than was letting on.

He paused a moment, trying to gather his sleep addled thoughts, "I, well, umm, I think our goal was achieved." His sheepish look made Kyrinn chuckle. "What do you think?" he added.

"I heard you come in before daybreak and after I you got to sleep I decided to go pay Gwyneth a visit."

Kira gave a small start and put a hand to her mouth, "No! Really?"

Richard gave her a confused look, "Who's Gwyneth?"

Kyrinn answered with a slight grin, "She's Phoebe's mother, the High Priestess."

"Oh," he replied, not really seeing where this was going.

"The Temple was empty, at that early hour and I found her tending the garden."

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"Good Morning High Priestess," Kyrinn chimed in a pleasant voice as she came across Gwyneth pruning flowers to arrange in the Temple.

Gwyneth turned her head, icy grey eyes fixing on Kyrinn,"Good Morning to you daughter. How may I serve you this fine day?" Her voice bit, a little acidic, evidence of her general dislike for Kyrinn due to her opposition to her daughter's petition.

Kyrinn was direct, "We need to talk Gwyn. Now."

Gwyneth eyes flashed a momentary anger. How dare she be so familiar! "Come this way!" She turned her back and abruptly stalked out of the garden to the Temple.

She led them to her private room and they sat down at a small table, facing each other. Gwyneth's full lips pulled into a tight line as her eyes narrowed. "What is this about? I have many important issues to deal with today."

Kyrinn's face maintained a calmness that belied her disgust for this woman and her continual attempts to grab power from the Council for her own ends.

"Your daughter is about to fall pregnant."

A cold silence like the depths of inter stellar space fell between them. Gwyneth's eyes widened suddenly, then returned to normal.

"What do you mean 'about to'?" she asked mockingly. "Either she is or she isn't and how would you know anyway? I would have heard of this joyous event first. If this is some sort of joke..."

"It's not," Kyrinn interrupted, cutting off the other woman before she went of into a tirade. "I went to see Phoebe last night to discuss our differences of opinion. Doctor Jensen arrived after a time to see if he could present his position to her directly."

"The Gift of the Goddess?" Gwyneth whispered.

"Yes," Kyrinn spat out slightly irritated. "I left so they could discuss things in private and I'm afraid it looks as though Phoebe took advantage of Doctor Jensen and mated with him last night. You do understand what laying with him means don't you?"

Gwyneth's mouth fell open and her face went suddenly pale. "No," she said shaking her head. "You're lying. You want her petition to fail."

Kyrinn reached into the leather satchel at her side and pulled out the tablet console

"What is that?" Gwyneth said staring at the object.

"It's one of Doctor Jensen's instruments. This one records things. He must have had it with him last night. I found this on it this morning." She pressed a button on the device and Phoebe's voice came from it loud and clear.

"Please! Impregnate me! Implant your child in my womb!"

Gwyneth looked in horror at the device on the table. "NO!" she shouted. "That stupid, ignorant girl! I told her to..." She suddenly sprang up and rushed out the door as Kyrinn's eyes followed her, a satisfied smile on her face.

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"Oh! Goddess! Mother! You didn't!" Kira gasped, her eyes almost popping out of her head.

Richard grinned at Kyrinn. He could imagine the sight that greeted the High Priestess when she got to Phoebe's house. He had screwed her and Alana on the table, the couch, the floor, the kitchen or so his memory recalled and the bedroom. The place was a mess. Sex fluids pooled on the table and kitchen benches, stains on anything that soaked it up and the bed sheets were a tangled mess.

When he had gotten out of the shower early in the morning before returning to Kira and Kyrinn and walked back into the bedroom where Phoebe and Alana were still comatose from the night's activity the place reeked of sex. The smell of semen and pussy juices hung heavy in the air and he had dressed quickly, leaving to see Phoebe half on her side with and arm and leg across Alana as she lay on her stomach. Both their pussies still leaking his sticky deposits and Alana's red haired vulva puffy and gaping between her half open legs. Dried and still damp cum coated their inner thighs, hands, stomachs, breasts and faces. He would have given anything to see Gwyneth's face when she walked in and saw that.

"I think Gwyneth will be less than impressed by what she found," he chuckled. "I'm glad I'm not your enemy baby!"

Her eyes flashed, "No! You're my lover and I'll do anything to protect you."

"So end of Phoebe's petition then?"

"Yes, but we still need a majority. Abstentions can still kill our chance and open the door to the Goddess knows what. I want to make sure we have the full support of the Council, every last one of them!"

"So too early for celebrations?" he added optimistically.

Kyrinn's hand moved under the sheet and found his cock. She gave it a squeeze and felt it start to grow in her hand. "Well, maybe a little one," she winked at him. "If you're up to it. What do you think daughter?"

"Oh yes Rinn!" she cried and dived under the covers.

Richard's moan as he felt Kira's hot, wet mouth envelop his glans was cut short by Kyrinn's tongue driving deep into his mouth. One hand grabbed a handful of Kira's long silky locks pushing her face into his groin while the other grabbed a handful of Kyrinn's and held her face to his. The sweet scent and touch of his lovers bringing his libido and his manhood to full attention once again.

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"Doctor Jensen! Are you there?" the silky insistent voice of Sylvia seemingly oozing out of the tablet laying on the lounge next to Kira. She looked up from her own device and glanced down at Richard's.

She talked to the tablet as though it was another person sitting right next to her, "Hi Sylvia! Richard's just out of the room. Do you want me to get him?"

"No, but please ask him to contact me as soon as he can. I have have some important information."

Kira nodded, "Okay, he won't be long."

"I see you are studying ancient Earth music Kira. Would you like me to assist you in your research?"

"Yes please!" she replied with enthusiasm. "I've found some things that sound very familiar and really want to find out more!"

"Please indicate these pieces and I will construct a tutorial. If you do not wish to distract Doctor Jensen I can configure the sound to play directly in your head instead of through the external speakers. Press the flashing icon on your display now to hear a sample."

Kira's finger hovered over the icon and then she struck it. Music filled her head as though she was in the middle of an orchestra and the biggest smile broadened across her angelic face.

Richard walked in just then and saw Kira's face in rapture, staring off past him into infinity. She barely noticed his presence until he sat down beside her, taking his tablet onto his lap. She pointed at it "SYLVIA!" she shouted trying to hear herself above the noise in her head.

A smile crossed his face, "Hello Sylvia. I see you've put Kira on cranial speakers."

The smooth voice of the computer glided out of the device on his lap, "Hello Doctor Jensen. Yes, she is doing some research that I thought redirecting the input directly to her auditory system might assist her appreciation of the subject and be less distracting to yourself."

He glanced sideways at Kira who now had a smile so wide that it seemed to stretch from ear to ear. "Well, it seems to be producing the desired effect. What do you have for me?"

Sylvia's voice changed to be more business like, if it could be said to be any less than before, but it seemed to be to Richard. "I have managed to contact the stratospheric probe and issued a new command sequence to commence the search pattern of the likely impact zone for any surviving lifeboats from the Bountiful."

Richard's heart clenched at the mention of the destroyed ship and lifeboats. They had almost slipped from his mind, a distant memory in so short a space of time.

He sat stunned for a moment, contemplating what seemed to be the dream that was his recent past. "Yes, yes proceed with the search," his voice choked on the words as emotion bubbled to the surface of his mind. He struggled to maintain control.

"Keep me informed of the progress. What is your status on refuelling?" He needed a diversion from the topic that had so unsettled him.

"Fuel cells are replenishing at maximum rate. I expect full capacity in six days time, one full day ahead of schedule. All systems are nominal."

"Good, good," he nodded, trying to concentrate his mind on the events at hand. He was going to need Sylvia one way or another and the sooner the better. A flash of light struck his eyes as the front door opened, the setting sun silhouetting the figure of a perfect female form in the opening before the door closed shut, revealing the one of the two prefect creations he had come to accept as his Elysian lovers.

Kyrinn strode over to him, planting a passionate kiss on his lips then standing and staring down at Kira, eyes glued to the tablet on her lap and in a world of her own, oblivious to Kyrinn's arrival.

"What's wrong with Kira?" she asked with a strange look on her face.




Planetfall Ch. 04



Richard chuckled, "She's got the sound going directly into her head from the tablet, it's quite an interesting experience. Would you like to try?"

She shook her head slowly frowning, "Now just now. I have some interesting news though." She say next to Richard, trapping him between her and Kira, who with eyes closed was humming and rocking her head from side to side.

Kyrinn gripped Richard's arm and looked into his eyes, her blue eyes fierce with determination. "Phoebe's petition has been withdrawn. The Council can only vote for us or abstain. I think we have the numbers, maybe. The vote is tomorrow night and I have only till then to convince anyone who is not yet decided."

"Do you need me to help?" he interjected with a wistful smile.

She smiled wryly back at him, "No time for that any more unfortunately. Elder Lyra wants to talk to to privately. Tonight."

Richard's eyebrows climbed his forehead, "The Elder Lyra? Me?"

"Yes. You and her. This is important Richard. Very important. She is hard, but fair. Be honest and frank. She doesn't tolerate fools or sycophants and will see through that instantly."

"That's a boost for my confidence," he laughed half heartedly. "Does she eat her prey if she doesn't like them?"

"Don't be silly!" she chided. "She just wraps them up in a cocoon and sucks their life fluids out over a few days."

Richard groaned placing his head in his hands.

"I'm only joking," she replied jabbing him in the ribs with her elbow and laughing. "But seriously," she added her tone changing, "you'll be okay, just think of her as your grandmother."

He glanced at her sideways, incredulity tingeing his voice, "My grandmother?"

Her eyes flared momentarily, "Yes! Your grandmother! Now get that girl off whatever she is doing and ask her to help me in the kitchen. Please!" She ended with a heart warming smile and kissed his lips briefly before disappearing to the bedroom upstairs.

Richard shook his head in amazement. Kira might have been a clone of Kyrinn, but what resided in each one of those pretty heads was as different as two unrelated people from anywhere in human occupied space. Duplicates in body and alike in many other respects, but personalities as different as they come. He was glad of the difference. It made them more human than he ever expected and turning to hug Kira, he surprised her out of her self induced trance within her study on the tablet and she hugged him back for no other reason than her love for him.

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"Thank you Sister Kyrinn, that will be all. I'll take care of my guest and return him safely."

Kyrinn nodded to Elder Lyra. "As you wish Elder Lyra." She gave a slight bow and with a last look and smile towards Richard closed the door on the Elder's office leaving him alone with the ultimate wielder of power on Elysia.

"Please, Doctor Jensen. Take a seat." Her voice was soft and smooth and her manner well practised from decades of public life to immediately put him at ease. Taking his elbow lightly she ushered him to a comfortable chair near a low table, seating herself in a similar one to his left. The chairs were pointed slightly towards each other and spaced just far enough apart to create a more informal arrangement.

"Thank you Elder Lyra," he said sitting down.

"Oh please, call me Lyra," she chimed taking the seat and sitting upright, but relaxed, her hands folded in her lap, legs together and feet under the seat to one side. "There is no need of formalities between us here."

Richard studied her in the moments after she sat down. Her apparent age was early fifties, grey streaked through her long dark brown hair, tied back and falling half way down her back. Some crows feet lines touched the corners of her eyes, bright emerald coloured eyes revealed her intelligence and wisdom. A smallish, pert mouth he thought, set her oval face off nicely and her skin still held a good elasticity and colour. For someone nearing one hundred and forty Earth years she was in remarkable condition. Her body still held well to the youth giving properties of Elysia, although time eventually takes it toll, along with gravity, but she looked like a very well preserved woman of fiftyish.

She was pretty, very pretty really. She would have been quite a stunner in her youth. He laughed inwardly. He could go see her great, great, however many greats grand daughters and see how she looked at that age. In fact how she looked at any number of ages. The thought struck him that this was a perfect laboratory for studying the effects of aging on exactly the same gene line since he could track multiple generations of the one family in the one location and time. He made a mental note to put it to Sylvia as a point of study for the future.

He smiled warmly at her, "And please, call me Richard."

"As you wish." She leaned forward to the table and poured some refreshment from a pitcher into two glasses. "Tell me, Richard," she asked as she poured the liquid out, "of where you come from and the people you lived with. As you are aware, the Council regards you as the Gift of the Goddess, but people don't fall out of the sky without some good reason and some history."

"Do you believe the Goddess sent me?" he asked blankly.

Lyra looked up from where she had been pouring and a small smile touched her lips. "I believe the Goddess is a divine being and she works through mortals to bring life and prosperity to Elysia. The Goddess' hand has guided you here as she guides all of us in her own way."

He nodded assent. At least it made more sense than most religions he had encountered and he wasn't considered as some mystical being delivering paradise on a silver plate. Feeling more comforted he leant back in the chair and told the story of how he ended up on Elysia. Lyra sat transfixed, not uttering one word as he explained as best as he could, given the technological concepts and gap that existed. How do you explain warp drive to people that still get around on horse and cart?

"Remarkable," she whispered in awe when he had finished. "I do not understand your technology, how you leap from star to star like stepping stones and worlds of millions, billions of people, like us! But the message is clear, the Goddess has truly blessed us!"

"You know," he said quietly, "that if not for Kira, I would be dead on the rocks in that canyon?"

Lyra nodded at him, her face grave, "Yes, she told us her tale. A most remarkable young girl and not without some talents. She has such a childlike innocence and yet such courage. The Council will not forget her actions." She laid a comforting hand on his arm.

He looked at her and those bright emerald eyes held his. He realised then that this was the most natural he had felt with any of the women he had encountered here so far. There was no sense of her fertility, just a feeling of her attractiveness. He did always appreciate at least a pretty woman's looks, no matter the age. He wondered if she might be affected by his pheromones still or did the response fade with the ovaries finally drying up?

"I have a small favour to ask you Doctor, I beg your pardon, Richard," her hand still held his forearm and squeezed it slightly.

"What ever you wish Lyra. I will try to assist as best I can."

"I," she hesitated a moment, "I have a young grand daughter, well, a number of generations along, I lose count sometimes. She is near forty and without child..."

Richard smiled and put his hand over hers, "I understand. I'm sure the Goddess will smile on her soon."

She looked down her voice barely audible, "There is one other thing."

He sensed the change in her demeanour. She was no longer the strong authoritative woman at the pinnacle of power on this world, but a shy young girl, wanting, but afraid to ask for her heart's unfulfilled desire.

He held her hand in both of his. It was so warm. His fingers brushed her wrist and he felt her  pulse, strong and rapid under his under his fingertips.

She suddenly looked up again, her eyes wide and nostrils flared slightly. Her face flushed slightly and she swallowed before continuing. "We've waited, so long, for this time. Centuries passed while our communities dwindled. We struggle to maintain what we have, but still so much has been lost."

Lyra licked her lips, taking a deep breath, "I ventured into the archives yesterday. I don't think anyone has been down there for many hundreds of years. I found a book in the dust, so old the pages were almost crumbling in my hands and the writing was difficult to read, like some earlier version of what we speak today and many terms were completely foreign. Our society was different then, vibrant and growing. Women and men together. I understand what we have lost. I don't know why or how, but the grace of the Goddess has come to save us."

She held his gaze, searching for something and spoke quietly, "Richard, I am old and ready soon to hand over the reigns of the Chair to a younger, more capable person and before my time is up and I lay in the Goddess' arms I would like to have known the embrace of a man. To know what it is to be as a woman should be. As it was for us in the past."

Richard reached out a hand and gently held her face and smiled, "Are you attracted to me?"

She blushed and bit her lower lip, casting her eyes downwards, "Yes. I can't explain it. I have not had a mate for years beyond memory, but with you I feel like a young woman again. Urges I have not felt for nearly nearly a century." She paused and looked up, "I'm sorry, I'm babbling."

"You know what is involved?" he queried.

"I, yes. Miriam has explained it from her medical viewpoint and, " she paused, "please forgive me, but I had a rather frank discussion with Kyrinn and I think my curiosity was more than satisfied from her description of things." She blushed furiously at that last admission.

Richard studied her sitting there, asking for something where any young woman in the same situation would have been all over him by now, if he hadn't already ripped her clothes off and sunk his cock into her wanton loins. Lyra was was really quite pretty and he felt his heart beating harder in his chest as he viewed her now as a woman and not a high powered, influential leader of her people. It had only been a few moments, but he was sure his response to her was different than before. He wondered if her reaction, albeit weaker with her age might be producing a complimentary pheromone response. This was a comfortable, manageable level, one where he still felt in control. It would be good to moderate all the women's pheromones down to this point. Another investigation for Sylvia to undertake.

He stood up and holding her hand guided her up off the seat to stand in front of him, "I will mate with you then and you shall know the pleasures a man and woman can create together."

She looked up at him like a young woman waiting her very first kiss. Her chest rose and fell in deep slow breaths and the dark nipples on her exposed handful sized breasts we already hard and poking outwards. Reaching his face down he kissed her fully on her lips and she responded with vigour as she felt his warm hand close over a breast and massage it gently.

His other hand worked at the knot behind her neck holding her dress up and with a deft motion he released it and stepped back to let the shimmering material fall to the floor at her feet. He guided her back to her seat and sat her down pulling her panties from her hips and discarding them to one side. Lifting her legs he parted them and hung them over the armrests.

She sat there naked and exposed completely before his gaze. A fierce light had come on in his eyes and she felt helpless before the onslaught of pleasure her body was about to receive.

Richard stripped of his shirt, eyes never leaving Lyra. She might be one hundred and thirty plus years old, but she had the body of a well kept woman in her fifties. Fit and trim, some inevitable wrinkles and sag, but her pussy, neatly trimmed and recently too he noticed still attracted him as though it was on a young woman. Already her labia were puffy and the small inner lips parted slightly to display a pink slit and a drop of dew.

Tossing the shirt aside he knelt between her legs and stroked her inner thighs, eliciting sighs of delight. Slowly, gently, he aroused her, before finally lowering his face to her wet nexus. He pulled apart her labia and licked from her honeyed hole to her clit. Lyra writhed in ecstasy at his tongue on her heated vulva and as he bathed her nether lips with his tongue and gently fingered her tight entrance she came, came like she hadn't done from a lover's touch in a century.

When she had come down from the glorious climax that had consumed her body her eyes opened upon a sight she had never in her wildest dreams imagined. Richard stood before her, as naked as she. Through heavily lidded, lust filled eyes she saw the huge organ jutting up obscenely from between his legs. The thick, veined shaft seemed to twitch with a life of it's own and a clear fluid bubbled out of the large slit at the end of a large purple coloured knob capping the meat pole. Beneath it all, two orbs hung in a loose sack of skin. She knew the descriptions, what each part was for, but nothing had prepared her for the reality of it.

"Goddess!" she groaned. His sexual equipment appeared to dwarf her own delicate folds. That thing was supposed to penetrate her pussy and slide into her body? It would never fit, but Kyrinn had told her she enjoyed it being embedded fully between her legs, feeling her loins grip the invading shaft as it thrust in and out. She wanted it, needed it now.

"Please!" she whispered hoarsely. "Go slowly!"

He nodded and knelt between her parted legs, placing the head of his cock against the tiny opening of her puffy vulva. Fluids streamed from her hole and he worked his glans around the soft entrance, gathering her lubrication onto his knob before starting to push his aching hardness into her vagina.

"Oh!" she cried and her eyes widened as she watched the bulbous head slide almost effortlessly past the tight entrance. She looked up at him feeling his knob resting just within her pussy.

"Goddess! You're inside me! I would never have though to feel this, feel another being's sex inside of mine!"

He smiled at her and drove his cock further in. Her mouth fell open wordlessly as the invading organ drove deeper, spreading apart her slick, long unused pussy walls. Transfixed by the sight of where their bodies joined she watched as he pulled back slightly and drove his cock in further, then repeated the action till finally she felt his balls against her backside. There was nothing left to see of the massive organ, but the very base of it, spreading her labia apart as they squashed against his groin.

She looked up at him, a deep lust for building within her loins. His cock felt a part of her, it felt so right to be embedded inside of her, stretching and filling her womanhood like nothing else. It was hot and throbbed and as it did her pussy clenched around it sending waves of delight through her belly. She gripped his arms, revelling in his strength and the restrained force of his lust simmering below his dominating exterior.

"Take me!" she whimpered and with that he pulled almost all the way out, her pussy trying desperately to keep hold of the foreign organ then it plunged back in, through the tensed muscles of her silky smooth and wet tunnel.

"ARGHHHHH!" she cried and threw her head back at the sudden change and the sensations whirling in her head as her pussy spasmed on the shaft threatening to split her in two. 

Relentlessly he thrust inside her ancient, but delicious sex. 'Grandmother be damned!' he thought, this was still a woman, naked with her legs spread for him and taking his cock. He closed his eyes and imagined what it would be like fucking her still barren grand, grand whatever daughter. How she would look as a twenty five year old, writhing on his cock, grinding her pussy on his groin as he spurted deep inside and coated her cervix in a pool of warm semen.

Lyra suddenly jerked uncontrollably in the chair, grunting incoherently as a climax overwhelmed her body, the fat cock still pounding into her. It grew harder still and seemed to reach new untouched places deep within sending another spiral of climaxes crashing through her body.

Richard's eyes snapped open as he returned to the reality of fucking the woman on the seat beneath him. Lyra was coated in a sheen of sweat, head thrown back, white knuckled hands gripping the arm rests and her hips thrusting in unison to his own as her torso jerked and shuddered in orgasm. After one hundred and forty odd Earth years she was finally getting the fuck of her life and in a perverted way, he considered this his greatest conquest.

Her pussy was now a molten honey pot, so swollen and tight around his straining member that each stroke into her sent jolts of pleasure all the way from his quickly over sensitizing glans and up his spine.

"OH! FUCK!" he grunted and with a series of short sharp jabs into her pussy unloaded all of his semen into the furthest recesses of her sex.

Through her orgasmic haze, Lyra suddenly felt him stiffen and his cock swell even further. Then he stopped thrusting for a fraction and jerked spasmodically.

"Oh Goddess!" she groaned as her loins suddenly flooded with a warm wetness and she looked at the ecstasy writhing on his face as he came inside her ancient virginal tunnel.

Richard felt like he had unloaded a gallon of cum into her and slumped forward, catching himself on the the back of the chair before he fell against the panting woman. His face was close to hers and she grabbed the back of his head and pulled it till their lips met, tongues entwining intimately. A rush of pure pleasure washed over her as his tongue invaded her mouth and she felt his cock twitching against her sperm drenched, throbbing pussy.

"That was; glorious!" she whispered between breaths when they had finished their oral embrace. "Thank you for making me complete." She smiled at him and stroked his face tenderly, "I only wish I was a century younger so I could bear your children, but I cannot complain, I have grand children and they will bear the fruit of your loins or that of your own descendants."

He nodded at her, "That they will. When all of the current issues are resolved we can proceed with rebuilding Elysian society."

She smiled, understand his allusion to the upcoming vote. "Things will go well I believe. You have my word on that. I think I should get you back to Kyrinn and Kira. I would not keep you from them any longer than necessary, even if I am tempted," she laughed. Her voice became more serious, "They do love you, you know? More so than any person I have seen love another in my life. You are very special in more ways than one Richard. You are a very lucky man."

"The Goddess has been kind to me," he replied. "Very kind. I am in debt."

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Kira fidgeted and bounced lightly from foot to foot while she gripped Richard's hand in hers. They stood side by side before the great doors to the Council chamber waiting for them to open and allow them entrance to witness the culmination of nearly a week's effort of political manoeuvring to seal the vote in their favour.

"I'm worried Richard," she said pulling his arm closer with her other hand till his elbow pushed against the side of her breast. "What if it all goes wrong? What will happen to us? To you?" Her eyes were fixed on the portal, her nervousness growing with each passing minute.

Her look down at her and tilted her face towards him with his free hand. "It's okay baby. Kyrinn and Miriam have worked very hard to get us the numbers. I trust them and I think we have Elder Lyra's confidence. She is wise and knows what is best." He hadn't told her any details of his meeting with Lyra the night before and deliberately omitted the very physical aspects of it when he discussed his meeting with Kyrinn.