How To Have Sex On Mars
Part 11 of 16
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Mars. For millennia, the Red Planet has fired humanity's imagination.
Scientists like Percival Lowell thought it was an "abode of life" with irrigation canals transporting water from the polar icecaps to farms in the warm equatorial region. Novelists like Edgar Rice Burroughs, Ray Bradbury, and Robert A. Heinlein imagined Martian civilizations.
NASA spacecraft revealed that Mars is a cold desert, but that vast amounts of frozen water can be found just below the dusty surface. Today, members of groups like The Mars Society are making plans to build a permanent colony there.
That work would be done by people like our protagonist, Mike Russell, an astronaut who spends years working and living on Mars. What would it be like to be one of the first people to call Mars home? For Mike, it includes the discovery that sex on Mars is very different from on Earth - and Vive la diffΓ©rence!
Here in Part 11, Mike enjoys a particularly memorable birthday.
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I was feeling pretty good about myself when I woke up on the morning of my 28th birthday. We'd been on Mars for more than two years, and my team had completed every item on our list of critical assignments. There were still plenty of things we could do to make the base better - we would never run out of work - but everybody was safe, everybody had enough juice to do their jobs, and there was enough reserve power to last through any emergency.
I was in love. Adeline and I agreed that we would get married someday, and that we'd have kids eventually. We'd even had a conversation about where we'd live when we got back to Earth. We had lots of choices, but both of us liked the idea of moving to a rural part of France near the home of Adeline's family. She gave me photos that showed it as lush and green.
After so much time on a frigid desert planet, the idea of living somewhere warm and alive was enticing. When I realized that it would probably happen, I began taking one of those computerized foreign-language courses that taught French. I was a horrible student. Just horrible. Adeline used the word "merde" to describe the sound of my voice speaking French in a Canadian accent. I confess that I enjoyed it every time she grimaced.
"Happy birthday, mon amour," Adeline said that morning. "I have prepared a surprise for you."
"That sounds wonderful," I said. At the time, I imagined that Adeline must have borrowed some lingerie so we could have a romantic evening. The nearest gift stores were 140 million miles away on Earth, so I felt certain that the only gift I'd be unwrapping was Adeline's luscious body.
I was half right.
When I arrived at Adeline's cubicle that evening, I was ready for a sexy night. She greeted me in a lovely pink bustier which made my mouth water. I don't know who loaned it to her, but the fit was perfect. Things were going exactly as I expected until Adeline closed the door, and I realized that Elke was sitting on the bed wearing her favorite matching bra and panties.
For my gift, I was getting a threesome.
"Are you surprised, Mike?" Elke said.
"A little bit," I replied. "And by 'a little bit,' I mean that I am shocked. Majorly shocked. But in a good way. A very good way. My God, you two look amazing."
"Merci," Adeline said.
"Danke," said Elke.
Adeline sat on the bed and patted the mattress, gesturing for me to sit between her and Elke. My heart was pounding as I thought about what was about to happen. The women took over, unzipping my uniform and undressing me.
"Leave everything to us," Adeline said. "We will make sure you have a happy birthday, Canada boy."
Adeline drew me into a deep, soulful kiss, then turned my head toward Elke, who kissed me with equal passion. I felt four hands wandering over my body. I was hard as stone long before they reached my cock.
"Come. On your back," Elke said, guiding me to the center of the small bunk's mattress. Getting two people into those beds was challenging; I couldn't imagine how we'd manage with three. But Adeline settled in on my right, Elke on my left, and we had just enough room.
The women took turns kissing me as they ran their hands up and down my chest, going lower and lower until I finally felt two hands holding my cock. I was so engorged that the head of my dick ached. I imagined it would feel better when it was inside a pussy; whether the pussy belonged to Adeline or Elke didn't matter.
Soon Elke got up on one elbow so she could lower her boobs to my face. At the same time, Adeline moved down and sucked my cock into her mouth. They overwhelmed my senses, letting me lick, suck and nibble Elke's big breasts at the same time Adeline's warm, wet lips went up and down my aroused organ.
"Don't cum too quickly,"
Elke said softly.
"You've got to satisfy two women. Both of us need some cock. Both of us need you to make us cum. You can do that for us, can't you, Mike? Can you make us both cum?"
I couldn't answer because my mouth was full of boob, so I nodded my head as I sucked Elke's nipple.
Pretty soon the women changed places, with Elke sucking my cock and Adeline lowering her breasts down to my lips.
"I know you can handle two women, Mike. I know you can,"
Adeline said.
"Remember those times when your cock stayed hard all night? That's what we need from you now."
I used one hand to go down Adeline's back and caress her perky little bottom. My other hand found its way to Elke's head, where I caressed her soft blond hair. Their sexy talk was just as arousing as their actions. I think Elke realized that I'd climax if she kept sucking my cock, so she took me out of her mouth and moved higher until I could look her in the eyes.
That's when I saw it.
Although both women were devoting most of their attention to me, periodically they cast longing looks at each other. I'd known from the beginning that they had feelings for each other, although we all thought those feelings were platonic. Now that they were naked in bed with me, I saw that things had changed.
Their feelings had become romantic. For a long time, they'd resisted acting on their feelings. Afterward, they told me that they'd been fearful of damaging the relationship between the three of us. I sensed that it was time to overcome their fears and act on their desires.