Hot Wet Planet

[dr_mabeuse]

Prof. Euripides Pents

In his dreams he was back underground, standing on the wide, level roadway, a roadway for giants, plain and without features. The roadway was elevated high above the floor of the cavern, so high that he could barely see the floor below in the dim blue light, and part of a grid that crisscrossed the silent cavern. Between the roadways were the enormous featureless boxes that he knew were buildings of some kind. Occasionally he would see the silvery flash of a robot as it rolled or flew on some urgent but mysterious mission along the roadway. They were maintenance robots he guessed, since they showed no interest in him after they'd initially checked him out, and they seemed to be concerned with the boxes.
It was very quiet, very still, but he could feel great energy in the air, as if somewhere huge dynamos were turning. WHen he drew near the boxes he could hear movement inside...

Rip awoke and immediateoly looked around for Xandra. He spotted her some ways off, sitting on a rock in the sunshine, her arms around her knees. It was morning. Afternoon? It was hard to tell.

The binary star consisted of a blue dwarf and a small red giant. When both stars were in the sky side by side, they shed a white light not much different than earth's. As they rotated, however, the color of the light changed as the two stars eclipsed each other.

Someday someone would figure out the local astronomy, how the rotation of the two suns related to the spinning of the planet, how the moons moved, and Rip hoped that would be soon. As if was, it was a little disturbing to wake up some mornings in red light, some to blue, and some to white. And the movements of the moons were just dizzying.

It was natural to use the rotation of the planet to set the days, but a day on the planet was several hours shorter than an earth day. Judging from the distance of the suns over the horizon, it was just shortly after sun rise. Rip's watch, still set to the artificial earth time used on the Nova, said it was a few minutes after one o'clock. So much for earth time.

He sat up, stretched, marveling again at the body-builder physique the jungle had given him. he was still a long way from being a muscle-bound freak though, and he hoped it would stay that way.

He yawned and was surprised again to see his huge cock lying on his thigh. It hardly seemed like his, although he was happy enough with its new size. All he had to do was look down at Xandra sitting on the rock, contemplate her long curly blonde hair or the swell of her hips and his cock began to stir. The jungle was at it again.

He got up, walked over to her and sat down next to her. he put his arm around her. "How are you, love?" he asked her, kissing her forehead.

The truth was, he felt a little ashamed of his behavior the night before, of the animal-like way he'd made love to her. But Xandra leaned back in his arm and he could tell from her smile that she hadn't minded.

"Fine." she said. "Wonderful in fact."

He kissed her again and this time she kissed him back. Immediately he was hard and aching for her again.

"Whoa!" he said. "Wait!" he laughed nervously. "Xandra, we've got to cool down."

"I know." she said. She leaned over and gave his chest a mischievous lick. "But I owe you. And I want to pay you back."

The thought of her taking his cock into her sweet angelic mouth and sucking it until he shot his come into her gave him a hot chill.

He thought of what he had planned for them today. They really had to start looking for other survivors. His immediate plan was to backtrack to where he'd left his escape pod by the beach, take what he could out of it, and either set up camp there or come back here, where the fresh water was and the influence of the jungle wasn't so strong.

He explained this to Xandra and she nodded, so he stood up.

Xandra stayed on her knees though, looking up at him with her innocent, expectant eyes. He knew immediately what she wanted.

"Okay." he said, and he wasn't smiling any more. "Okay."

He pushed his hips forward, rubbing his semi-hard cock over her lips. "Okay," he said, "You want it? You want it now?"

She didn't answer, just opened her mouth and moaned as he pushed his cock into her mouth. The sight of his big prick sliding into her sweet mouth set him off and brought out his sexual aggresion, but he just stood there and let her suck him into her mouth and run her tongue all over the head of his prick.

She reached between his legs and ran her fingers over his balls as she bobbed her head back and forth, not just rubbing her lips over him, but sucking, really sucking his cock, trying to draw his come out of him.

He looked down at her on her knees, her cheeks hollowed. He knew that Dr. Longwon was somewhere not far away, within sight of them certainly, but Rip didn't care. He gathered Xandra's hair in back of her head so he could watch his cock sliding between her lips, then he began to guide her head, pushing and pulling her back and forth. She protested at first, but he ignored her. He was already getting close and cared about nothing but the feel of her mouth on his stiff prick.

"Come on, Xandra!" he siad, "Suck me, suck me, baby! I'm gonna come. Get ready for it, baby, get ready for it!"

She didn't fight him now, just did her best to suck him hard as he fucked her brutally now, the head of his cock battering into the back of her throat. His vioence excited her, and she let herself be used, waiting for him to explode in her mouth.

It didn't take long. Rip groaned and Xandra gripped his cock to keep him from battering itoo deep, She felt it jerk in her mouth and felt the first load slide right down her throat, then Rip pulled his cock from her mouth and pumped it himself as the second burst lashed across her face; then spurt after spurt streamned from his cock in a fountain, landing mostly on her mouth and lips as she hummed in excited pleasure.

Xandra used her fingvers to scrape the semen off her face and feed it into her mouth as Rip trembled, his ejaculations growing weaker and weaker. Like a greedy child, Xandra popped his deflating prick in her mouth and sucked on it, pulling the last drops from him, and Rip had to push her off so he could fall to his knees. His legs were shaking too much to hold him.

He looked at Xandra in wonder and disbelief and saw that mischievous gleam in her eye, and not for the first time he wondered who this woman was who exerted such a hold over him. He'd had women before; he was experienced, but there was something about Xandra that just drew him to her. Something about the way she could look so innocent, and then show such raw passion and sexuality; something of an air of mystery about her, and yet she was so free with her emotions.

He did not know what to make of it.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

OOC to Doc.... Congrads on making the 1,000 mark Doc. Just noticed. *G* Gotta love the new av too. *L

 

[Lay Z Butterfly]

Xandra Malonova

She pulled her hair back and twisted it several times to keep it from flying around her face. The wind had picked up and Xandra wanted to find all the combs that Rip had taken out of her hair the night before. Without thinking, she crawled along their moss and fern covered bed trying to locate them giving Rip full view of her butt. It didn’t bother her to be carefree in front of him, but she would not be the same in front of others.

Her thoughts turned back to last night and now in continuation of what they did together this morning. She would never have let a man abuse her mouth the way Rip did moments before. She was confused about her feelings, one minute wanting him to do it and now questioning herself as to why? Thankful that her throat had not been injured, she deliberately kept her head down, the mischievous look now gone from her eyes, muttering to Rip, “I am going to look for the rest of my combs. You go on ahead.” She kept her voice neutral hoping Rip would head out to his downed pod so she could sort out her conflicting thoughts.

Rip was preoccupied with making a mental list of all the things he could take from it that he hadn't even noticed the light was gone from her eyes. He kissed her forehead and made his way down to the solid ground below them. She called out after him, "I'll catch up with you later." To which she hadn't gotten a response.


The way they made love was so passionate it scared her. Being scared and being on this planet was not a good combination. She needed to gather her whits about her and focus on the days and nights ahead. She would never let this planet overrun her with its oily tentacles. She was not a puppet or a pawn to be played with, nor to be taken advantage of. She had a purpose and it was her destiny to fulfill it.

She was grateful that Rip had gone off, apparently unaware of the turmoil that built itself inside her. When she said his name or thought about him, she became weak in the knees. They had made a connection that she hadn't felt with Prof. Markham, Julie, or Dr. Longwon. What did that mean? Xandra was becoming frustrated with all the 'womanly' emotions she just never dealt with back on Earth.

Finding the combs, she went to place them in a pocket and realized she was still naked. This will not do she thought to herself. ::sighing:: She needed to find her clothes and perhaps even make new ones with the available resources afforded to their small group. I am not walking around so any male, whether human or otherwise will feel they have any right to take me against my will.

Even more so, she thought, as she made her way from their secret nook between the rocks, I need to bathe. The water beckoned to her and everything else could be damned until she was good and ready to begin searching for other survivors or explore the underground city that Rip had stumbled upon.

Putting all of her mental baggage away, she made her way down to the river's edge and waded in. It refreshed her body and cleansed her soul. She was going to have to deal with everything sooner or later, but later was fast becoming the only option she'd allow herself.

As she floated on her back, Xandra thought she saw a figure standing on the highest cliff that overlooked the river. Shielding her eyes she trained her eyes on the spot and definately made out the shape of what looked like a human form.

Now whether it was human or not she did not know...

 

[dr_mabeuse]

Prof. Euripides Pents

It surprised him how close his abandoned escape pod was to their present camp site. In the time they'd been on the planet, he really hadn't gone that far.

He passed the place where he'd fought with the clone--the entrance to the underworld--then the clump of grass where he and Xandra had first made love. He forded the river at the same place, and enetered the original jungle, moving cautiously.

Here was the clearing where the first 'orgy' had been, empty now, and over a rise was the pebbly beach where his pod had crashed.

He didn't like the feel of this jungle. It was as if he could feel some malevolence emanating from it. There were sounds he could not identify, slithering viscous sounds, a low drumming. It set his nerves on edge.

He opened the pod and sniffed. It smelled okay, so he went in. From the supply locker he took the survival rations, medpack and blankets. He had a strong feeling he should arm himself now, so he took a ballistic gun from the locker, and slung the bags of shells over his shoulders. The gun could be used to fire slugs, shot, or flares, and didn't rely on batteries. He took a laser rifle too, although these had to be charged by sunlight, and so were often unavailable just when they were needed most.

That was about all he could carry, so he hopped down from the pod, gathered up his stuff, and started back, retracing his steps.

 

[Lay Z Butterfly]

Xandra Malonova

She watched as the figure stood unmoving up on the cliff. Xandra was tempted to call out, but decided against it. Was it friend or foe? She decided to forego tempting fate and left it up to the stranger to call out if he or she desired.

She dove under the water like a mermaid and when she finally had to come up for air, the figure was gone. Oh, well she said to herself. Making a note to tell Rip when he returned.

Having been in the water, relaxing and enjoying herself, she found that she was in a better frame of mind. As if the water cleared her jumbled thoughts and put them in their respective places; in order of importance. She thought about apologizing to Rip, but for what reason? He hadn't noticed she had become quiet which to some degree was a good thing. A girl mustn't give all her secrets away, she mused. On thing is for sure, if she was bothered by something, she was going to tell him. She had to trust someone on the planet, and instinctively she knew he was the only one she could trust.

With Rip weighing so heavily on her mind, Xandra decided to go and help him with the supplies from his pod. It hadn't been that long since wading in the water. She would go and help him and then convince him to come for a swim afterwards.

::smiling:: This was going to be a good day...

 

[dr_mabeuse]

Prof. Euripides Pents

He was glad enough to get over the river again. The feeling of oppresion and of being watched that had bothered him so much in the jungle lessened once he crossed the river. There was something evil in that original jungle, and it wasn't just the sexual influence that he'd felt before. Nor was it the darkness beneath the trees, the cloying oerfume of the tropical flowers.

Well, it was academic now, he thought as he carefully made his way through th elong grass and open woods on the other side, He was walking through what seemed like an old oak forest, thinking about rescue. The chances didn't seem good. There was virtually no chance that they could leave the planet, no matter how many survivors there were. They just didn't have the technology. There was a chanace that they could assemble a radio beacon and start beaming an SOS into space, but really, he had no idea of where they were in relation to the usual tradelanes, and any signal would have to travel at light speed and would take years to reach any listener.

The fact was, they'd been on their way to colonize a new world but had ended up here, so this planet would be their new home. They were here for keeps, barring a miracle. Barring some major discovery in the alien civilization below...

His eye was caught by something moving in the distance and he immeidately dropped to the ground, his senses alert, but before he could even swing the gun around he realized that it was Xandra, skipping through the woods like it was a day in May on earth.

"Xandra!" he called to her and she smiled. He was relieved to see that the mood that had gripped her earlier in the day had apparently lifted, and when she got closer he could see the color back in her eyes, and her pleasure at seeing him.

She came up to him and he dropped what he was carrying to take her into his arms. Her breasts pressed against his naked chest, and the influence of the jungle made itself felt again.

"Let me help." she said, picking up some of the things he had dropped. "Rip, I think I might have seen some other survivors."

"Really? Where?"

"I was swimming under the falls. There's a ridge you can see from there, and I'm almost certain I saw a person up there."

"What happened to them? Did they see you? Did they wave or anything?"

"I don't know. The next time I looked they were gone."

"Well," he said, "We'll have to see what happens. If they were peopel and they saw you, maybe they're coming down."

 

[Lay Z Butterfly]

Xandra Malonova

“How was everything back at your pod, Rip?” she asked curiously. “We could go back to mine, but it would be a waste of time. Nothing is salvageable. It’s a surprise that I wasn’t broken into bits with the force of impact it took as it hit the ground.”


They continued to make their way back to the river discussing future plans. “I think setting up camp in this area may be the for the best right now.” She paused before going on, “ Like you said we have drinkable water, and …and the jungle itself is too creepy for me.” Xandra smiled despite the ominous statement she made. ::laughing:: “Creepy! I haven’t said that word since I was a little girl.”

Xandra was definitely in a much better mood, Rip thought.

When they got back to camp, Professor Markham and Julie were out of sight, which suited Xandra just fine, and Dr. Longwon was sleeping under the tree. “I think I shall go check on him.” She was concerned about Bill. So much sleeping wasn’t a good sign.

After depositing Rip’s supplies, Xandra quietly walked up to the Doctor. She checked his head wound and bandaged it with a clean cloth. She lifted one eyelid at a time to make sure he hadn’t slipped into a coma and was glad that his eyes dilated when the light him them. “Dr. Longwon,” she whispered. “It’s me, Xandra. Time to wake up now.” No response. She made him as comfortable as possible and made a mental note to give him water as soon as she had eaten.

She looked up and saw Rip looking over the supplies he took from his pod, and Xandra motioned to him. When he walked over Xandra said, “I am concerned with his progress or lack of it.” “Is there anything we can do for him?” She looked into his eyes and Rip somehow felt glad that what he saw was a noncommittal concern for the Doctor.

Rip reached out and took Xandra’s hands to help her up. “I don’t know what we can do for him” was his reply.

As much as Xandra was concerned about the Doctor, she also wanted to go swimming again. "Care for a swim?" she asked Rip. The memory of their playing transferred to her eyes and they danced and twinkled for Rip to see.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

Prof. Euripides Pents

Rip was hot and sweaty from the jungle, and the water did look inviting.

"Sure, Xandra. A swim sounds wonderful." He looked into her eyes, saw the colors there and the mischievous gleam.

She was already in the water by the time he got his boots and shorts off and dove naked into the pool. The water felt great, cool and refreshing. Everything on this planet was so sensual. Water had never felt so wet. He dove deep swam underwater to where he saw her lithe, naked form treading water. He swam between her legs and released a stream of bubbles from his mouth so that they floated up between her legs before sliding up along her body like a hundred little caresses. Then he let himself come up right in front of her so that his body brushed by hers as he rose. She was laughing as he surfaced.

"That tickled!" she said.

"It was supposed to."

She put her arms around his neck. Her hair was loose and swimmiing in the water around him. "You ever do it in the water?" she asked him slyly, giving his lip a little bite.

He reached down and grabbed her buttocks, pulled her against his cock which was already hard. "Never have." he said. "Do you recommend it?"

The water made her lashes look especially long and dark, made her eyes even brighter. She opened her legs and trapped him between her thighs. then reached down and poressed him up so his length lay along her slit. She slid herself along his lenbgth, making him groan. Even in the water she was wet with her own lubrication.

Suddenly she turned and swam away, disappearing under the falls. Aroused how, he followed her.

 

[Lay Z Butterfly]

Xandra Malonova

Xandra felt very naughty indeed. When she dove under the water it was not an easy decision. She would have pushed down on his aroused cock and have ridden him while afloat in the water, but she wanted to show him the discovery she had made while swimming lazily around, pretending to be a mermaid.

Deeper and deeper she swam under, holding her breath, loving the feel of the water all around her. She didn’t hesitate, nor look back because she knew Rip had followed.

Pushing herself just a breath past the limit of when she’d have panicked because of the lack of air, she used the rocks as leverage and with a powerful thrust shot back up to the surface. Only… it wasn’t the surface of the river they were swimming in when she broke through to the freedom of oxygen.

She treaded the water, smiling and taking in lungfulls of the sweet, cool air. Moments later, Rip emerged as well, out of breath like she had been. He treads the water and used his arms to make a circle taking the magnificent sight in. Here, under the planet’s surface, was a hidden cave. Lush plants grew with leaves the size of elephant ears.

“Isn’t it beautiful?” she whispered. Xandra’s eyes glittered in the wavering light of the watery underground cavern.

Rip nodded his head taking in all of the eerie beauty of the place.


“I only stayed for a few moments. Didn’t even get out of the water. Guess you can call me a chicken.” she continued on in a hushed tone. It was almost as if talking in a quiet voice was needed. She was afraid to wake some sleeping dragon and feel its wrath.


Xandra treaded the water so she could be closer to Rip and kissed the side of his neck from behind. “Want to explore….” She asked.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

Prof. Euripides Pents

The cave was like a wonderland, a hidden grotto of delicate plants and fairy-like rock formations. At first Rip wondered how plants could even gorw here with the absense of sunlight, but it appeared that enough light filtered up through the water to sustain this community or rae and delicate flowers. Away from the pool of light he could see other plasnts glowing softly with yellow, green, red and blue phosphoresence, making their own light, giving a ghostly luminescence to the far parts of the cave. At intervals iun the ceiling the water rained down in gentle streams, bubbling over the rocks and through the plants.

"Wow!" was all he could say. He looked around and said "Wow" again.

Xandra giggled and swam close to him, placed her hans on his shoulders and and pressed her body against him. From the feel of her body Rip could tell that the sexual influence was stronger here that outside. He wondered if Xandra had noticed this too, but when he opened his mouth to speak he saw she was lareday for a kiss, her eyes closed, and words seemed pretty silly.

He opened his mouth to hers, and as their tnogues licked at each other, he felt her thighs open around him and she locked her ankles behind his back. He didn't have to be persuaded; his cock was already big and hard and he could feel his precum leaking into the water. He filled his hands with the flesh of her buttocks and pulled her towards him.

Xandra gasped as she felt his hard length slide up her crease and her nails dug into his shoulder. She bit his lip and whispered, "I've missed you."

He laughed. "But I was only gone an hour or so."

"I don't care. I missed you."

He had his back against the side of the pool, his arms stretched along the edge, holding himself up. Xandra clung to him, her hands on his shoulders, her legs around him. She would lower her hips until the tip of his cock just made contact with her hot pussy, them pull back, teasing them both.

"Oh God, Xandra! Don't tease me." Rip gasped.

She laughed in her throat, kissing him, biting his lip, sticking her tongue in his mouth, bringing her hips so close that the head of his cock just barely penetrated her, then pulling back, gasping and laughing unsteadily.

"Oh my poor man," she teased, licking his lips. "Can't you take it? Don't you want your little Xandra to fuck you? Don't you want to see what I can do to you?"

No, he couldn't take it. The hot clench of her little cunt was too delicious, like a mouth sucking at the head of his cock. He rapidly turned them around so that he had Xandra trapped against the wall, his arms on either side of her head. He reached down and hooked an arm behind her knee and pulled her leg up so that her calf rested on his shoulder, then did the same with the other leg so that he held her there, open and defenseless, the length of his cock lying along her pussy.

Now it was his turn to tease, and he dragged his prick along her exposed flesh, then pushed forward again, his thick, veiny cock bumping over her shy little clit.

He looked at her and saw the hungry fire in her eyes now. She tangled her finger in his hair and nodded almost imperceptably, and Rip moved his cock so that it pushed against her hole.

"I'm going to fuck you now, Xandra, shove my cock into you nice and slow and fuck you. Are you ready for it?"

Slowly, he pushed it into her, watching her face as his cock sunk into her pussy. She arched her back and moaned as she felt him enter, but he seemed to just keep on coming, as if there were no end to him, deeper and deeper, spreading her and filling her with his wonderful male hardness until she felt his balls nestle into the crack of her ass as he could go no further

 

[Lay Z Butterfly]

Xandra Malonova

The passion of her teasing him had quickly become a reversal of roles. Rip had her cornered, helpless and open to him and Xandra wanted it no other way. Her eyes radiated how her body felt, no doubt because of Rip and the way this planet played on her sensual senses.

Gasping as he slid his engorged cock along her slit, Xandra would have begged him to fuck her, but he was just as far gone as she. They couldn’t give and take enough from each other. How was it that she felt nothing like this with any other man? Even Dr. Longwon didn’t inspire the passion she felt for Rip. If anything, her defenses had been erected and had no intentions of coming down.

The water warmed around them as Rip continued to tease her. Resisting the urge to scream, she said, “I’m not going to beg, Rip. Not now and not ever…because whether you know it or not, you feel the same way as I do.”

He moved so quick, she hadn’t a chance to ready her achingly teased cunt before he slid smoothly inside her. Xandra’s heartbeat thrummed in her ears, as loud as the tornado she once witnessed at Windlass Hill. It deafened her to everything except the rasp of his heavy breathing as he pressed tightly against her.

Her defenseless pose soon became a necessary one as Xandra used the water to push her hips up against him. She needed him, she needed to be taken, claimed and loved.

He withdrew slowly barely being able to control how he really wanted to fuck his woman. He thrust back into her connecting and joining, knocking her back against the rock wall. Xandra’s soft cries as the wall dug against her back brought him back to his senses, but he couldn’t stop what they started nor did she want Rip to.

Xandra’s mouth had opened but all she could get out was a squeak. Her head spun crazily and brilliant pinpoints of light blurred her vision. Rip’s cock was a piston as he fucked her deep and hard driving her back against the wall.

The water around them broke against the wall and bounced back out breaking waves, disrupting the once smooth surface.

Everything was going so fast. All their teasing had accomplished was to trigger the sexual madness of wanting to pummel and release. Deeper and harder he took her to the edge of the pleasures she craved from and with him. She fought back, her punished back taking the brunt of the savagery their lovemaking had.

Rip had watched her eyes as they became open, but sightless rainbows of colour, the gates of her mind opened; allowing the intense emotions touch her there.

Finally, he closed his eyes and thrust so deeply it seemed he would join them together for all eternity. Rip’s seed pumped into her and was held in the pinnacle of her womanhood by his still throbbing cock.

She laid her head back against the rock pool’s ledge gasping for air. He had rocked her so hard that electrical sparks of orgasmic proportions still coursed throughout her body. Xandra felt pain as well for she knew her back had been shredded by the jutting shards of rock that cut into her back like glass.

Rip freed her calves from his shoulders and they floated limply downward. He made to kiss her, but by moving close her damaged back was pushed once more against the rocks causing her to cry out in pain. His cock had softened to its natural state and slipped out of her letting him gently turn her within his arms and saw the slashes against her skin. “It’s not as bad as it looks” she said, though she knew better and her voice lacked conviction.

“I wonder if this is a sign that one of us will eventually kill the other. Cause: Fucking another to death.” Her laugh sounded hollow and phony to her ears, but she softly smiled telling him that it wasn’t his or anyone’s fault she was hurt.

The water had returned to its settled state and Xandra kissed Rip’s lips gently. “We should go back, yes?” Her eyes had become soft pools of trusting blue matching the water around them.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

Euripides Pents, Exobiologist

Pieces of the starship Nova kept on falling as wreckage to the surface of the hot, wet planet, but most merely burned up as they hurtled through the atmosphere, leaving nothing to be recovered.

But the ship had contained everything the might be needed needed to carry the best of earth's cultures and civilization to the remotest reaches of the galaxy, and much of the materials and artifacts had never beenn uncrated. They had been packed in cargo drones, robot ships programmed to fly themselves down safely to the surface of whatever planet the colonists ultimately landed on, there to await the colonists' needs. Once the larger cargo-containing chunks of the Nova orbiting the planet started breaking up due to orbital attrition, these cargo drones automatically launched themselves under default mode, which meant they would land wherever their on-board computers thought best.

Thus it was that one night survivors of the Nova scattered all over the surface of the planet saw hundreds of flares from retro-rockets firing as the cargo drones slowed themselves down to sub-orbital flight speeds as they began to search for suitable landing spots on the surface of the planet.

Many of the drones contained practical and useful items: vehicles, tools, machinery, weapons, clothing, food, and medicine, but other contained less practical utems: musical instruments and collections of literature, sports and leisure equipment, art reproductions, the collected works of Little Richard and other great musical innovators.

As luck would have it, one of the cargo drones that landed near where Rip and Xandra were camped contained all sorts of clothes and costume, possibly as part of a collection intended for a museum: ancient Egyptian gowns, medieval costume, all the way up to early 21st century adult play wear. How terribly convenient.

Rip was quite concerned over the state of Xandra's back: bruised and contused by their session in the pool, and he urgently wanted to find her some suitable clothing. Now here was the perfect place to shop.

So on an overcast day with the two suns hidden by low clouds, Rip walked his naked honey over to the cargo drone and opened the door. He glanced at the racks after racks of clothes and footwear, and knew that this would take some time. But that was okay. He knew that Xandra dressed would look even more exciting than Xandra naked, if that were possible.

 

[Lay Z Butterfly]

Xandra


Xandra swore she had fallen down the rabbit hole in the fairytale story, “Alice in Wonderland.” Never before were eyes assaulted with such visual beauty of the rich fabrics and jewels that adorned them. Her head turned from the sight she beheld to that of Rip several times in disbelief of what was before them.

“Rip, my God, this is unbelievable.” Xandra gingerly took a step further into the cargo drone mesmerized by the entire splendor. The clothes lifted her spirits as nothing else did ever since her back had become injured and her open mouthed smile and bright blue eyes said it all.

“I feel like it’s my birthday or something.” She said laughingly. “You know, I’ve never worn anything like this in my life.” All the Special Ops training she endured starting from her early teens kept her in simple pants and tank tops. In fact, Xandra had never worn a dress in her life. She always hid her femininity to make her like the boys she trained alongside with.

Walking over to one of the racks, she fingered one of the gowns, admiring the silky feel of it. It was a deep red coloured gown that laced up the back and partially the front as well. The bodice was low in the front with a single brilliant white blooming silk flower that was attached to the center of the deep V. The sweeping bottom of the gown was another sight to behold. Going down the back, starting from where the base of her spine was, jewels sewn in intricate patterns. The sleeves were off the shoulder and tight fitting until just before the wrists where the fabric ballooned out in a sweep of lace.


Xandra wanted to try it on badly and was just about to slip it off the padded hanger when she caught sight of another person ahead of her. She jerked back behind the dress conscious of her nakedness and feeling defenseless without any weapons. Turning her head left to right, Rip was not in sight. “Oh, fuck.” She muttered under her breath. Slowly, she bent down on her knees, hands on the floor and used them to propel her forward from a low vantage point. If it was an enemy, he would aim high if he had a gun and would give her precious seconds to flee if need be.

Taking a deep breath she peered from behind the dress and found no one there. Her quick mind trained her ears for any possible sounds. Hearing none she stayed on her knees and walked forward cautiously. Her eyes scanned in a sweeping motion preparing for an attack. When she looked forward, she stopped dead in her tracks.

Straightening her bent knees, Xandra stood up and stared at what had caused her to become on guard. If looks could kill, what she was looking at would have died instantly. In a childish stand of defiance she flipped her middle finger at it…at her reflection. Shaking her head and thinking her a complete fool she called out to Rip, “Rip. <laughing> Where are you? You just missed me in action.” And now she was laughing ever harder at her foolishness.

Turning around, she went back to the gown that first caught her eye. Slipping it off the hanger Xandra found that there were more parts to the gown then she thought. It had a flat under slip to keep from being itched to death by the crinoline slip which was added to keep the shape of the gown when on a woman.

The next item she saw caused her cheeks to delicately blush a becoming pink. On a separate hanger was a corset and garter belt ensemble. Another clothing item she never had had time or use for. She briefly thought that maybe she could forego those particular items, but decided against it. “I may never get a chance to feel this beautiful again.” Smiling with a hint of impish delight, Xandra proceeded to wrap the corset around her naked breasts covering them for the first time in a long time. It was difficult to tighten the top half of the corset because of the size her breasts had become since being on this planet, but it was tolerable because she managed to tighten it enough, only having to use her hands to scoop out the tops of her twin mounds exposing them to the sight of anyone who saw her dressed this way… The anyone being Rip.

Tightening the corset after her breasts was not a problem. Her waist had remained tiny in comparison to her mammoth sized twins. Xandra found it slightly uncomfortable to be encased in such a contraption, but also found it to be peculiarly erotic. The tops of her silky smooth globes and crème coloured skin was …. How could she explain it?


Putting on the garter belt had been much easier she thought. The straps hung down the front and back of her upper thighs as a reminder that she would need to find suitable stockings to complete her undergarments. Gliding her hands down the covered portion of her body, Xandra admired what she felt. She refrained from looking at herself in the mirror until she was completely clothed.


Fingering the exquisite gown again, she continued dressing herself by stepping into the open back, one leg at a time, shimmying it up her smooth legs and giving her hips a wiggle to pull it up to her waist. She then slipped her arms through the fabric and brought the top half of the dress up against her body.

It felt heavenly on her. Drawing her arms around her she laced the silk strings up her back until she could reach no longer. Rip would have to finish what she started is all. Quickly, she laced the front and touched the silk flower when she was done. Smoothing her hands down the fabric Xandra decided to be brave and gaze upon her reflection in the mirror.

Purposely she kept her kaleidoscope eyes lowered wanting to savor the image she would present to Rip when he returned from wherever he had gone off to. She never believed herself to be beautiful, even far from being pretty, but at that moment she thought herself to be a Princess in a King’s court.

A noise behind her caused her to turn. Rip stood there staring at Xandra and she became self conscious to the fact that maybe it had been in her mind that she looked stunning, never thinking that perhaps she didn’t.


“Rip, you’re back” a shy smile on her face. She lifted her arms from away from her sides, palms outward. “What do you think?” she whispered. Waiting for a response that was important to her.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

Euripides Pents, Exobioliogist

Rip stopped cold in his tracks, stunned. Though he had seen Xandra as naked as she could be, seeing her clothed was a totally new experience and infintely more erotic. It was the difference between a flower growing wild and a flower in a vase, displayed and arranged so as to show off all its natural beauty.

Not only did her red dress show off her gorgeous body, enhancing her already obvious femininity, but it brought a new look to her face, a more sophisticated, civilized look. Though Rip had just come out of the colorful flower-strewn jungle, Xandra's loveliness made it all seem shabby.

"My God you're beautiful!" he said sincerely. "I had no idea..."

Then, catching himself, he said, "I...I mean, I knew you were beautiful, but really... Xandra!"

She turned around to show him the lace-up back and to hide her smile of pleasure. "Could you finish lacing me, do you think?"

Rip had been carrying some packets of food. He just let them fall and went to her where she stood with her back to him, holding her hair out of the way. The red of the dress did wonderful things for her tanned back, and the sight of her bruises from their lovemaking session wounded him. He kissed each one tenderly, making her giggle, then her finished lacing up the back of the dress.

"Now pull it snug." she said, and Rip began tightening the laces.

Looking over her shoulder, he could see how the dress tightened against her breasts as he snugged up the laces. He tight the laces with trembling fingers, then reached around and took her breasts in his hands. She felt his rampant hardness press against her buttocks and she laughed teasingly, pulling away from him.

"I feel kind of silly wearing a gown like this in this wilderness. Maybe I should find something more practical."

Rip just shook his head. "Don't you dare. The hell with practical."

Xandra smiled. Right next to the mirror were a series of drawers, and she saw now that they were labelled. They contained make-up, hair brushes, the entire contents of a beauty shop and theatrical make-up kit. At last she would be able to do something with her hair.

But first she turned back to the racks of clothes. There were more gowns, racks and racks of them. Lingerie, leather play-wear, costumes, hats, shoes, sunglasses, wigs. It was like the entire wardrobe collection of a movie studio.

Rip sat down on a big trunk near the hatchway of the cargo pod. Their presence inside had activated the lighting, throwing three spotlights on Xandra where she stood before the mirror. She found another gown and looked at it critically. "Of course, there's this one too..."

"Try it on." Rip said.

"Oh, Rip..." she said dismissively.

"No, really. Try it on. Let's have a fashion show. What else have we got to do?"

 

[Lay Z Butterfly]

Xandra

She looked back at herself when Rip laced the back of the gown up. The smile upon her face was priceless. To see herself look different, so feminine brought joyfulness to her heart. Her eyes kept veering to the multitudes of gowns, bypassing the more risqué little nothings of this century. Wondering if perhaps Rip enjoyed that type of garment over the gowns, she plucked two different kinds of attire and held them up. “Rip, which would you prefer to see me in?”

In her left hand, Xandra had chosen an emerald green jeweled gown that had gold piping edged around the entire dress. There was an overlay of deeper green lace that peeked out of the tight fitting sweetheart neckline bodice and around the wrists as well. An appliqué of a fluttering butterfly spanned the back of the gown that left the front of the skirt without adornment. This gown was made to be seen from the back.

In her right hand, she had what she knew would be very tight fitting. It was black Lycra fabric that would hug every ample curve she had with a circular cut out that would show the cleft of her cleavage. At the ends of her legs and arms the same material ballooned out slightly. Down the back of the sexy outfit there were diamond shape cut outs that exposed patches of her skin. She smiled because as tight as the outfit was, it wasn’t sluttishly so. ::chuckling to herself:: It will probably disappoint Rip.

Smiling sweetly at him she continued, “Well?”

And not wanting Rip to feel left out….. Xandra gave the two outfits to Rip and walked behind a rack….only to pull out a long trunk marked: “Men”.

“Look, Rip, you get to play dress up too!”

Xandra reclaimed the two outfits from Rip’s hands and waited upon his decision.

 

[MorganKelly666]

Matthias (A new character)

What Xandra did not know is that the trunk marked "Men" was not clothing. It was in fact a person, Matthias, in suspended animation. And once the trunk was opened he would come out totally refreshed and alive...He was a young man, 18 years old, and was in great physical condition. He had been trapped in the container for many years and was from the distant past. All he could remember was his name...Matthias, but nothing else. Who would open this container and let him free? Who would be responsible? What would happen when he was freed?

Xandra dragged the heavy truck out and bent over to the lock....

 

[MorganKelly666]

Matthias (A new character)

What Xandra did not know is that the trunk marked "Men" was not clothing. It was in fact a person, Matthias, in suspended animation. And once the trunk was opened he would come out totally refreshed and alive...He was a young man, 18 years old, and was in great physical condition. He had been trapped in the container for many years and was from the distant past. All he could remember was his name...Matthias, but nothing else. Who would open this container and let him free? Who would be responsible? What would happen when he was freed?

Xandra dragged the heavy truck out and bent over to the lock....

 

[MorganKelly666]

Butterfly---This is my 1000th post....just for you