Letter to my readers:
To those who have written to me over the years, asking me to write another story, you have no idea how encouraging your notes were to me. When I finished the first story, "Escape from Earth," five years ago, I wanted to write another story about Adam and Xanxaa and the continuing evolution of their love. I also wanted to create a halfway realistic homeworld for Xanxaa where sexual contact was the most common method of communication; imagining how trade would work, how families would be structured, how governments would operate, and so forth. And I wanted to write a story where the roles were reversed, and it would be Xanxaa helping Adam escape her world.
But the problem is that I had no story. If Hryulla was such a wonderful place with little of the bitterness and spite to divide the people, then why would Adam want to leave? What would be the impetus of him needing to escape? So I abandoned the project. I just could not imagine any circumstance where an idealistic place would turn into something horrendous and corrupt.
Then I lived through four years of Trump as president of the United States.
I was finally swimming with ideas about what could happen to "outsiders" when a power-hungry narcissist uses fear to turn otherwise rational people into something more sinister. So I wrote an outline to a story and I tinkered with it and tweaked it. And when I was done, the honest truth is that it was a terrible story. It was contrived, it was convoluted, character motivations didn't make sense... it was just a god-awful story. So again I abandoned the project.
It had been years since I wrote my outline. But I continued reading comments from readers telling me how much they enjoyed my writing and requesting more from me. So recently I picked my outline back up and decided to completely get rid of everything I hated, all the contrivances and unnecessary characters, and tried to focus on what I liked most. I ruthlessly cut away anything that didn't make sense or didn't fit into the story, even if I really liked the scene. I rewrote everything and came up with an outline that I'm actually happy with. There is still some questionable flow to the story and probably gaping holes in the plot I haven't even considered, but I'm finally ready.
Thank you for your support, and I hope you enjoy this sequel.
I know some people did not like some of the cruelty and sadomasochistic parts of the previous story, so I am including warnings in this story for those people who would prefer to skip over those sections. There are no such sections in this first chapter, but they will appear later on.
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Chapter One
Adam was tired of everything and he just wanted to go home. He leaned his head back in the seat of his interstellar vehicle and took a moment to watch the stars pass by the window. But his gaze always returned to Xanxaa, his lifetime bond, who had her head nuzzled on his chest as she mindlessly ran her fingers up and around his cock. Her long burgundy hair was strewn across his shoulder, and the natural greenish tinge of her skin looked a little darker whenever they were seated in the back shadows of the craft. Hryullians never wore garments, so her naturally enormous breasts were resting on his naked, muscular physique. They had both already taken off their boots, the only clothing either of them ever wore, and were lying together pressing their naked bodies together.
"I'm sorry," he said while he ran his fingers through her red hair and letting some strands fall by the wayside, "I didn't mean to wake you."
"I wasn't sleeping." Her hand tightened around the shaft of his cock, and he could feel himself becoming stiff. She turned her face towards him and smiled, "There are things I'd rather be doing."
"I know you've been pushing yourself for the past two weeks, so maybe we..."
She playfully placed her finger on his lips. "Having your cock inside me always makes me feel better." Xanxaa sat up and put her leg over his body so that she was sitting directly on his lap. She slowly moved her already wet cunt over his hardened dick, and then expertly tilted her pelvis so that the tip of his throbbing rod easily burrowed inside her. He could feel the muscles in her crotch squeeze and the muscles around her pussy grip him firmly as she slowly slid up and down his shaft.
XanxaAdam stared at each other lovingly as their naked bodies moved together. It was only three years ago that Xanxaa had crashed on Earth and Adam helped her escape the American military and the murderous vengeance of Xora, one of her sisters. Xanxaa was a member of the Hryullian species who appeared human in most every way, other than their green skin, who use sexual contact for telepathic communication. But XanxaAdam had formed a Xymian bond, a unique deeper connection that made them soulmates for life. XanxaAdam recalled how Adam came with Xanxaa back to Hryulla when she left Earth. That was over three years ago, and he rarely thinks about his home planet anymore which seems more like a distant dream from another lifetime.
XanxaAdam pulled her hips down on him so he could drive his shaft deeper inside her drenched pussy, and she groaned in approval. His balls were already soaked from the juices streaming out of her. XanxaAdm leaned forward and kissed him, rolling her tongue around his, as her enormous tits rubbed against his muscular bare chest. XanxaAdam reached up with one hand and massaged the side of her bosom.
XanxaAdam have a personal cottage on the edge of a lake just outside of the district capital, but they haven't seen home in over two months. Xanxaa is an interplanetary diplomat using her species' sexual telepathic skills to negotiate between other worlds. XanxaAdam knows that even among diplomats, however, Xanxaa has proven herself to be exceptionally skilled in navigating the most intractable and difficult disputes. Her talents led her to be assigned to this latest mission to end hostilities between two species that have been at war for over 40 years. XanxaAdam recalled the two months they spent doing shuttle diplomacy between all parties, not just with the two warring governments, but also the arms dealers, the weapon manufacturers, and political groups who had an interest in continuing the conflict. But Xanxaa's tenacity and creativity had found ways to broker a peace treaty and achieve profitable ventures for everyone involved. Adam was not a trained diplomat, but his support for Xanxaa, as well his ability to make friends among spouses and team members of the interested parties, have been invaluably helpful to Xanxaa's efforts. XanxaAdam had worked nearly the entire time, but the effort resulted in peace and no more senseless killing. XanxaAdam thanked each other for who they are and were and will be. XanxaAdam were now taking their personal star cruiser back home, and the ship was going to be on auto-fly for at least another hour.
XanxaAdam had both felt a little sick while being on their latest mission, which is unusual for them. Sexually transmitted diseases have been eliminated from society, and the Hryullian immune system is amazingly durable against unknown diseases. Still, whenever encountering a new species, medical professionals are sure to conduct studies to add their diseases to the central medical system so pre-emptive treatments can be sent throughout the planet. XanxaAdam remembered his first arrival on Hryulla and all the medical tests he had to undergo and feeling poked and prodded for over a week. For this mission, the medical teams were thorough and had prepared XanxaAdam for their assignment. But there was one afternoon when they had a slight fever, which thankfully disappeared within a few hours.
XanxaAdam felt each other against and inside each other's bodies. Their minds and souls were one without separation, and they filled themselves with each other's love. XanxaAdam heard Adam grunting with brutish fervor as he pounded her over and over. "Yes! Harder! Unnngh! Harder! Unnnngh!" XanxaAdam's body quivered uncontrollably as several more orgasms overwhelmed her. XanxaAdam could feel dampness flooding out of her pussy, lubricating his cock so XanxaAdam could effortlessly collide into her.
Xanxaa kissed him again on the neck, then slid off of his cock slowly until she was kneeling in front of him. She pushed her huge, soft tits together as firmly as she could around his shaft and then slid her breasts up and down. His cock was still drenched from her wetness, which served as a lubricant within her silky cleavage. She repeatedly slammed her massive tits down onto his body with a force that made them shudder, and the end of his dick would briefly emerge from between her enormous mounds of flesh.
He reached down and pinched her nipples, and she squealed with pleasure. He grasped as hard as she could, teasingly holding her nipples in place as her humongous chest shook around his rod. Soon he relented and spread out his fingers so he could squeeze her breasts himself and continue fucking her tits, as she put her arms over her head and arched backwards. She moaned with approval with every thrust of his pelvis smacking against her underboob. Her tits bounced rhythmically as their flesh slapped together in cadence.
When a single drop of pre-cum appeared on his tip, she grinned excitedly. She put her face down and licked his tip. Adam gave one last squeeze then relinquished his grip on her tits. Xanxaa gently pushed his legs back and opened her thick luscious lips so she could cram his quivering dick deep into her throat. "I want you to cum in my mouth," she murmured seductively between the sounds of her lips slurping off his damp shaft.
Adam growled appreciatively, then Xanxaa muttered between gulps, "Did I tell you we're invited to my parent's house when we reach Hryulla?" Adam tried to answer, but Xanxaa sucked even harder on his cock and he gasped with satisfaction instead. "And Xerea will be there as well."