After being fucked by Midge in the field, it was a long drive back to the house. I fell deep into my thoughts.
There is something incredibly satisfying about having sex with a married man whose wife knows all about it -- and approves! I am not silly. I knew that Midge was only using me for his pleasure and that the only feelings he had were about his lust. In a way, in a way, it wasn't so different from casual sex in my own time.
There's nothing at all wrong with casual sex. Normally that's the kind I prefer. As an astronaut, someone who is away from base for long periods, its sometimes the best kind I can expect. Sometimes, however, its just not good enough and I get left feeling unsatisfied and horny.
In that time, the future, being treated like a sex slave was considered normal for a woman in my situation. So, its not the same. But I'd gotten comfortable with their attitudes towards sex.
What I'd gotten really comfortable with was how great the sex was! Even for a woman who was treated like an object or a sex slave.
I can't say it enough. Sex is great in that future world. Midge is especially skilled - and well-equipped. Maybe I hadn't enjoyed Grad so much. But all others, men and women, seemed to know exactly how to give me pleasure and they all saw it as their responsibility -- even Midge, when he "forced" himself on me.
I know that Geet and Midge love each very much. I saw them together and I sometimes heard their shared passion at night. But that was different -- love was lonely part of the equation for a happy life in that strange world.
With Pedder, I felt I'd shared something emotional. And I knew that Doctor Terri had made it work for her in that place. She had found herself a husband and any number of casual lovers.
Thinking about it, I started to wonder once more whether I could make it work for me. Would I ever be more than an outsider? I could apply to the committee. Doctor Terri had suggested that. But what if they refused?
I told myself to snap out of those thoughts. I was being foolish. I'd learned a lot from those strange people and, most of all, from Geet. Once I did get back home I knew I'd make some changes in my life. But I had a responsibility to Sarah to help get her home safely. She was depending on me. Others in the Mars program were depending on me. I was committed to going home.
The events of that evening made it easier for me to accept my decision. Pedder came to the house. He arrived at dinner time and there was only one reason for that. I as happy to see him, still horny after my time with Midge in the field. I was happy and ready for Pedder to use me.
Later, in my room, I opened my clothes to show Pedder my boobs. They did the trick every time. But I didn't want a whipping that night after what Midge had done to me. So, I went to my knees in front of Pedder and grabbed for his penis. I was behaving like a slut but I felt good about that.
It wasn't because Pedder wanted those things. I accepted the rules. I didn't want to cause any shame for Geet. She had shown me that being a slut is a normal and natural thing for women in that time. Women are in charge in the future and the ones I met showed me they also have control when it comes to sex.
In fact, my guess was that it was Geet who had offered me to Pedder. But I really did have a soft spot for him. His penis is a good size, especially after Midge had left me sore. I did my best to be sexy for him and took my time slipping him into my mouth and stroking the shaft while going as deep as I dared.
I suppose we both knew it would be the last time I saw Pedder and the last time to have sex with him. I had felt a little sad about that and wanted it to feel like a special night. After all, I'd given myself to him more willingly than the other two guys in the house.
But things were different that night. It felt as though Pedder didn't want to make a special effort with me. I had thought I felt a spark between us on our other times together but I must have been wrong. Maybe it was a silly idea. Pedder was after a screw. He was interested in me for that and nothing else. It was "proper", after all. I couldn't be mad at him. And whatever I felt, I knew the sex would be as good as ever since Pedder is a "proper" man in those times.
He played with my boobs and got me aroused and his fingers felt good as he used them on my pussy. He still put his mouth on me and made me climax and of course he was skilled and did an amazing job down there.
Since I was sore, I managed to convince him to use my bottom. It was a simple choice since he was going to penetrate me there anyway. Of course, I wanted to give him pleasure. But that's was how easy it had become for me to be a whore in that future world.
Pedder still took the time to prepare me. I was rolled onto my tummy and he carefully licked my backdoor. I wasn't so turned on that night but there was no escape for me.
When he was ready, I lifted up and presented my bottom to him. I let Pedder fuck me because he wanted to. It was not uncomfortable and it didn't hurt me. The little plug had done the trick. Plus I'd been filled back there so many times by Pedder and by the women. I did feel a little more "dirty" and used because his attitude was so different that night.
Feeling him thrust into my bottom was pleasurable. He went slowly, thrusting for a long time and really enjoying himself. I can admit that the fucking was good. He made me so tight that I could feel every bit of him as he thrust in and out of me. It was a turn-on to know he was enjoying my body so much. Being on my hands and knees, offering my bum like a "proper" woman, it felt sexy to know that I'd gotten him so turned-on with my butt.
Eventually, Pedder couldn't hold-off any longer and I heard him and I felt him as he shot his full load of stuff into my backside. I admit I was a little proud of what I'd done. It would be judged as so "wrong" by people in my own time. But I knew was that I'd done the "proper" thing and it felt good to have Pedder shoot his sticky cum deep inside my backside.
After he'd left, and I was feeling really sad about Pedder, I felt his stuff slipping out of my hole. I just cleaned it up without another thought.
In my own mind, I was content with my decision. Three days after that, Sarah and I would launch ourselves on our homeward trip. I reminded myself that, back in my own time, I would make things different from before.
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The next day, I was still feeling sore and sorry for myself. I put on my best face for Sarah. Her excitement was obvious - we were only two days from launching on our way home. At the same time, I could see that she was trying to control her emotions. Maybe Sarah understood that I was sad to be leaving my new friends.
The capsule was almost ready and the flight computer had been programmed. We just needed some final checks and to make sure we had enough power for the trip. It was time to take it back to the field where I'd first crashed. The place where Midge had found me. It seemed so long ago by then.
Midge really cheered me up that day. He did something that was so obvious for a man in that world. But it shocked Sarah and it made me feel happy again.
