Thread: Moon Base One (casket &xanaphia)

I like beer too, Isabelle agreed, finishing the can she had already opened in a long chug. A loud sigh of pleasure followed the finishing of her drink. Valerie blushed at the way Captain brought attention to her wardrobe malfunction, the voluptuous swell that was no longer contained by her clothing. She could feel all the eyes on her now, as laughter filled the room, not feeling nearly as innocent as the Captain must have meant it. Luckily Tom returned with the champagne and everyones attention was drawn away from her and towards the bubbly. Drinks were passed out, and everyone knocked theirs back with enthusiasm. Lunch was especially good this day, as they celebrated the little victories. The plump tomatoes, juices rolling down their chins with each bite. Crisp bacon providing a nice salty contrast and lettuce that was the perfect combination of moist and crunchy. It really was an incredible meal, no doubt due to how long it had been since they could eat real food like this. After many compliments to the chef, and to Valeria for her assistance, as well as to Hank for actually fixing the gravity and to Tom for suggesting Mimosas instead of beer, lunch was finished, and everyone went their separate ways. Despite the fact it was supposed to a free day, meant for relaxation, Valerie poured over the data books, mapping out the growth curve and reviewing her notes, looking for some explanation for the growth retardation. The endeavor proved more strenuous than expected. As she retrieved and replaced books on the shelves. Not remembering the books being so heavy. When she did retire to her room after that afternoon, she was positively beat, with no more idea why the algae was not progressing as expected. You look positively drained for someone who was supposed to spend the day relaxing, Isabelle observed, leaning against the door frame. Tired blue eyes met hers. Yeah, I am having a hard time adjusting to the gravity again. Ugh, my back is killing me, Valerie complained, trying to stretch to relieve the pressure. Isabelle couldnt take her eyes off the deep valley of cleavage on display before her. No surprise there. Carrying those breasts around all day would wear anyone out, She teased, still unable to stop staring. Damn, they looked so soft and inviting, Isabelle fantasized about how their firm weight might feel in her palm. And the blush that covered Valeries cheek was cute too. Why dont I give you a back massage? A massage? Valerie asked, biting her lip. She wanted to say no, that it wasnt a good idea. But her back did hurt, and dammit, she was supposed to relax today. Yeah, that sounds nice. Valerie immediate positioned herself face down on the bed, resting her head on her arms. Isabelle sat next to her, applying firm pressure to her shoulders and neck. Instantaneously, Isabelles touch felt amazing for Valerie, fingers kneading the tense muscles until they was loose and limp. Valerie couldnt help moaning into her caress, softly at first, but growing louder as Isabelles finger dug deeper. The erotic vocalizations encouraged Isabelle, hands moving lower and even climbing over her to straddle the curvaceous woman. Wow, Issy, you are so good at this, Valerie admitted as her lower back received tender attention from Isabelles magic fingers. Isabelle worked at her sides now too, moving back up to touch every inch of her. You have no idea. I could show you such pleasure, pleasure you never believed possible, Isabelle tempted, finger moving closer to the supple swell of Valeries breasts. Wewe shouldnt, Valerie argued, her resolve audibly faltering. A moan punctuated her rebuttal. Why not? I bet you love being the center of attention around her. All of us, staring at you, drinking in that exquisite figure of yours. You know all of us want to fuck you. You know it and you love it. Issy! Valerie exclaimed, not quite disagreeing. She felt herself growing warm at the other womans assentations. I bet you would love it if we all took a turn with you. If I licked your cunt to delicious orgasms until you were sopping wet, and then let the men take their turns with you. Fill you full of cock and cum until you are nothing but a fucked silly slut. Is that what you want, Val? Isabelle questioned, hands moving beneath her to cup a full breast and tease the nipple. Valerie couldnt even argue, just sighed as Isabelles hands worked their magic. Sudden visions matching Isabelles words filled her mind, of seeing herself bent over while Hanks fucks her from behind. Riding Tom with wanton abandon. Of Captain Jim looking down at her as he drives into her depths with one hand cupping her breast and the other holding her hips in place. Used, over and over again by everyone here, and loving every moment of it. No, she whimpered, fighting the inner slut who wanted desperately to get out. No, Im Im a scientist. I an intellectual. Im not aslut. You will be when I am done with you, Isabelle threatened, nibbling on her ear, pressing her own breasts into Valeries back.