Within the Dome

Naked as the day she was born, Ellie strolled through the orderly rows of plants. Today she was checking their progress as she examined the 'weeper' system she'd designed to conserve the colony's precious water supply while keeping the crops irrigated. Her shoulder length strawberry blond hair swung from side to side as her hazel eyes focused on her task. She was greeted by several other people working the crops, all of them as naked as she was. Everyone was cheerful, and not the least abashed at having their bodies observed or even scrutinized as they went about their duties.

Two rows over, Phil called out, "Hey, Ellie. There's something over here that I think you need to see." She smiled, hearing his voice. She liked everyone in the colony, and Phil was no exception. His intelligent brown eyes, peering out from under the bangs of his dark brown hair could signal anything from intense scientific curiosity to his impish enjoyment of life. The crop was tall enough that Ellie had to maneuver through carefully planned openings to get to the inter-crop walkway on the other side of his, facing him.

"Hi Phil. What is it you wanted me to see?" she asked.

"I'm not sure. I'm the agronomist of the colony, but this resembles a strange mushroom or something. You're stronger in the overall biological sciences than I am. Please take a look."

"Where is it?" she asked, intrigued.

"About where you are. Carefully part the leaves of this crop there. I think you'll see it." he replied.

She knelt down and moved some leaves gently aside, peering behind them. It did sort of look like a mushroom. With a pinkish stipe and a purplish cap. She grinned as she saw the tiny slit in the top of the cap, recognizing that Phil was displaying his magnificent erection, having secreted it in the plants. Going along with the jest, she stated, "You're right. I see it now. Very strange to see such a specimen in situ. It's rather lovely." She leaned closer, inhaling. "Mmmm. And it's giving off a mesmerizing scent. I think I'll have to subject it to an organoleptic test."

His brown eyes twinkled. "If you think that's safe. You're the expert."

She parted the leaves a little more, leaning in to take the head of his cock in her lips. Her tongue washed lovingly over the purplish glans, and its tip flicked in a tantalizing manner at his slit. His internal muscles contracted at such wonderful stimulation, and squeezed a little of his precum into her eager mouth. She sucked in a little more of the shaft and teased it with her tongue, making happy slurping sounds.

Julie walked by, saying, "Hi Ellie. Hi Phil. You don't have to answer, Ellie -- I see you have your mouth full," she giggled merrily. Phil managed to wave a brief greeting, but his focus was really on the pleasurable sensations emanating from his groin.

After about 10 minutes of sucking Phil's dick, Ellie found her own arousal becoming difficult to control, stoked by his manly scent flooding her nostrils and his precum streaming down her throat. She needed relief and she needed it quite soon. She stopped sucking to remark, "This is indeed a rare and delightful specimen, Phil. I think I'll need to take some quick measurements. You may as well rest on your back, since I don't know how long this will take."

His lips curved into a beaming grin, and he stretched out on his back, crossing his arms behind his head to act as a pillow, as Ellie moved to the nearest opening to reach his row. Phil enjoyed the sight of her 36B bust, trim waist, and hairless labia and mound as she walked toward him. The expression on her face -- that open passion -- made his cock quiver as it stood up a little taller.

Her eyes sparkled with her heightened need as she placed her feet on either side of his hips. Pulling her labia open with her fingertips, she treated Phil to an intimate look of her pink wetness. Ted, walking by, commented, "You're looking good, Ellie... you two have fun!" and continued on his way, unconcerned.

"Thanks, Ted. We surely will," Ellie promised. "You might want to find me later, if your work is done for the day."

Ted called back over his shoulder, "Sounds good," before he walked out of earshot.

"Now back to my measuring of this specimen," Ellie murmured. She lowered herself slowly, aligning her pussy with the purplish glans, glistening with his precum ooze. Ellie sighed happily as the glans touched her vaginal ring and began stretching it. With a tiny wiggle, she lowered a little more and felt the cock's crown pop through the opening. "Mmmm... this much fits," she murmured as she released her fingertips from her labia and leaned back, bracing her hands on his thighs. They both looked down their respective torsos, watching his cock enter her, millimeter by millimeter. Ellie was in no hurry to claim this specimen.

Finally, her labia touched his crotch. "M...m... measurement complete," she sighed.

"Are you sure?" Phil asked. "I know you're the expert, but perhaps it warrants another measurement or two?"

"I couldn't agree more," Ellie chuckled. Drawing her pelvis upward until his glans was about halfway exposed, she lowered herself slowly again as they both watched. When his cock was fully engulfed, she murmured, "That bears repeating several times, I think." Phil nodded his agreement, biting his lip. She raised and lowered herself several more times, gradually increasing her speed.

"It feels to be a perfect specimen in all ways," she asserted.

"Sure looks like it," Carla agreed, walking by and giving both Phil and Ellie a pat on the head in passing. "Maybe I should examine it later, Phil," she stated with a saucy wink as she started strolling away.

"It's a date," Phil called out, his voice getting heavier with lust as Ellie continued pumping up and down.

"Looks like you and I will be a little busy tonight, Phil," Ellie giggled. "Maybe I'd better not drain you dry. I wouldn't want to have Carla disappointed later. Nonetheless, the first juices of this wonderful mushroom of yours are mine." With that, she contracted her pussy muscles to squeeze more firmly on his dick, and humped him faster.

"That's... so... great..." Phil uttered, awash with pleasure now, and trying to let Ellie cum first. It was a close call. He felt the telltale tingling near the root of his cock that signaled the onset of his orgasm just as Ellie cupped her tits and arched her back. With a loud moan, she climaxed! The climax caused her to stop humping, but the churning of her vaginal tunnel virtually pulled the first surge of semen from his complex masculine plumbing. The hot rope of his seed smacked her cervix, and the sensation made her vibrate her groin against his.

They stayed locked together in their carnal embrace long after Phil stopped spurting. Ellie was using her internal muscles to rhythmically squeeze and release Phil's cock, preventing him from going limp too quickly. She gave him a sweet kiss and whispered, "I hope you managed to save something for Carla, honey. I wouldn't want you disappointing her." She gave him another kiss, remarking, "I'm glad we did this, Phil. I'm in my fertile time. Maybe you'll finally get me knocked up... or perhaps Ted will, later tonight."

Phil tenderly stroked her back from the nape of her neck to the curve of her butt. "You know you can call on me whenever you need this, whether it's a loving and sweet coupling, or a raw, sexy, passionate fuck. And whether its your fertile time or not. You're wonderful, you know."

She smiled. "And, just as you showed me today, when you're feeling that urge, and I'm handy, you know you can always call on me." She snuggled against him, pleased to be in his embrace as they murmured in an unhurried fashion how good this felt, being together.

When they'd felt rested enough, by tacit agreement they stood up and headed toward the main gathering building. Arm in arm with Phil, out of habit, Ellie still scanned the 'weeper' system as Phil observed his horticultural charges. As they walked, Ellie thought about how far the colony had progressed in such a short time.

It was their third year, and it was amazing to her how their small, isolated society had evolved. It didn't happen overnight, of course. Just in small increments, each change just being accepted by the group. It was a bold enterprise, after all... simulating a self-sufficient Mars colony. The engineering was impressive, creating a force-field dome spanning over a hundred acres that also adjusted the sunlight to mimic that falling on Mars through its thin atmosphere. The field was a complete sphere, to prevent the air inside it from percolating out through the soil. A strict 22 minute communications delay was observed between the colony and 'Earth base' which emulated the worse case time delay between Earth and Mars. Status reports were frequent at the onset of the experiment, but gradually diminished to the current monthly report.

The soil itself had started out with the right 'Martian' mix of minerals, and most of the vegetables determined in Earth laboratories as being feasible did indeed take root. Of course, the ground was seeded with some microorganisms that helped the plants thrive. The first year was challenging -- subjecting the colonists to cold temperatures, and a thin carbon-dioxide rich air. They had to live inside smaller domes with airlocks. Wearing thick clothing when outside, they went about their duties wearing nasal cannulas that dribbled oxygen to supplement their breathing. But as the plants took hold, their growth enhanced by the abundant carbon-dioxide, oxygen levels rose, letting the inhabitants literally breathe easier. The dome was also designed to trap and hold heat, so temperatures finally got comfortable by the end of the first year.

For an extra margin of safety, a second force-field dome now encircled the first, powered by solar arrays, but with a backup supply of wind turbines, geothermal (hmmm... should be called 'areothermal') power, and sophisticated battery storage. So the colonists felt safe enough to dispense with safety gear, to make it easier to move around and work. Of course, if the force fields completely failed, the people wouldn't be harmed, since they were actually on Earth. But the colony would be considered a failure, and the participants would be dispersed.

As the second year started out, the people tended the crops and performed mechanical maintenance in normal clothes, wearing light jackets in the early months, but discarding them in the later ones. Near the end of the second year, some people worked only in their underwear. Crops were thriving, and the work load was easily shared among the 80 'colonists' -- now numbering 86, counting the newborns. Ultimately, one after another, the colonists discovered that the current heat was most easily tolerated with no clothing whatsoever.

Nudity became the norm. As did sexuality. Open, public sexuality. Because the volunteers had been given careful psychological screenings, their self esteem was exemplary. Therefore, there was no jealousy, and all participants were both good-looking and desirable. The colonists wanted to procreate, but with their 'it takes a village to raise a child' philosophy, they weren't hung up on tracking parentage. All offspring would have every male as their 'father' and every female as their 'mother' even though it was obvious who the biological mother was. Hence Ellie's lack of concern about who impregnated her. She just wanted to have a baby for the good of the colony.

Ellie had been a fighter pilot, and a damn good one. She'd always pushed herself to be better than all the rest, and succeeded. She'd flown many sorties superbly. But a fluke mechanical malfunction had injured her slightly, robbing her of the ultra-accurate vision that the combat missions demanded. So when this opportunity to be part of a 'Mars colony' became available, she'd jumped at the chance. After all, she'd dreamed about space since she was a little girl, and excelled in math and the sciences. The organizers were pleased to have someone of her caliber as part of the team, since she once again pushed herself to be the best of the engineers. As competitive as she was, Ellie was also kind and compassionate, so she never provoked jealousy.

After dinner, Carla tapped Phil on his shoulder and the two of them went off together, as planned. Happy for them, and grinning at their departure, Ellie sought out Ted. Placing her nude body in front of him, she stood arms akimbo, asking, "Still interested, Ted? And do you have a load or two for me today?"

"I think I can whip something up," he replied, his eyes gleaming with desire.

Ellie's eyes twinkled back into his. They understood each other well. She loved sex with everyone, male and female, but each person had their own talent and style. Phil could give her loving and fun fucks, for example. Just look how he'd dreamed up the 'strange mushroom' today. And Ted... well... Ted could be depended on to give her a harsh, kinky fucking. That was what she was currently craving. A good, hard fuck -- to be taken and used without mercy.

Ted knew Ellie's competitive spirit. He knew she wanted to be the best fuck in the colony. She was kinky enough to be highly prized, and was willing to take on everyone for anything. Everyone was willing to have sex with everyone else. But not everyone enjoyed every kind of sex act, so people often sought certain other people for specific needs at various times. There were special rooms set aside for different forms of recreation, and Ted took her to the one he'd chosen.

Ellie's first surprise occurred as Ted commanded, "Here. Put these on," as he handed her a pair of panties. Intrigued, she stepped into the cotton garment and obediently pulled it up against her crotch. Next Ted took a length of rope, saying, "Hold out your hands." As she did so, he carefully tied her wrists together, using a double-column tie. Placing the center of that wrist tie over a hook attached to a hoist, he raised her bound wrists until Ellie was standing on her tiptoes. As a finishing touch to this strange ensemble, Ted buckled a wide belt across her chest, hiding her areolae and nipples.

Ellie's second surprise happened as Ted went to the door, opened it and gestured. Seven grinning people -- two of them female -- entered the room. They examined her with obvious interest. Given that nudity was now common in the colony, having some body parts hidden like this created a novelty. On display, Ellie became aware of their... well... prurient interest and blushed a little, but at the same time felt a frisson of arousal, both from being vulnerable, and also from being the center of interest.

Ted produced a homemade flogger that he'd created with straps cut from fabric scraps. Ellie learned after his first few swings that when he struck hard, it stung, but when he struck in a softer manner, it aroused. With her arms bound above her head, and stretched out on tiptoe, there wasn't much she could do other than submit. Ted walked around and around her, flogging her back, butt, and the backs and fronts of her thighs, along with her tummy and tits. Those thin panties and the wide belt across her breasts were her only protection from the slap of the flogger strands.

As the flogging continued, the exposed parts of her skin turned pink and got quite sensitive. The onlookers discussed how sexy Ellie looked, but also made bawdy remarks, designed to give her some mild humiliation, since they knew she liked this as well. But soon thereafter, their discussion focused on her crotch, commenting in gradually increasing volume that Ellie's panties were showing a wet stain. After a few more strokes, Ted lowered the panties slowly down to Ellie's knees. Then he shoved the belt up, exposing her hardened nipples. The straps of his flogger slapped the newly exposed places, causing Ellie to gasp and jerk, her feet sometimes leaving the floor.

Not only was Ellie getting turned on by being exposed like this, it was doing the same to the onlookers. Couples were now fondling each other... hands grasping cocks... fingers slipping in between the now swollen folds of pussy lips. Two of the men lifted Ellie's legs, hooking the back of her knees over their forearms so that her pose resembled sitting in an invisible chair, with her knees well apart. Her eyes bulged as she watched Ted swish the flogger strands several times against her now fully exposed pussy. In short order, the strands got very wet!

"I think you're ready now, Ellie," Ted stated, grinning. "I know I am." The truth of that statement was evident by the prominent erection he was exhibiting. He lowered the hoist, unhooked the double column tie from it, and pulled her forward as the two men still supporting her knees helped carry her over to a low bench. Working swiftly, Ted removed the double column tie while his helpers stripped her, taking off the belt and panties -- the latter they tossed to the crowd. The team then tied her face down onto the bench, securing her with more ropes.

Ted grasped her chin, getting her to focus on him. "Which hole should I use, slut?" he growled.

Ellie shivered with desire, feeling the ropes holding her wrists, elbows, knees and ankles. She was so completely vulnerable now, with the end of the bench stopping next to her mound, her knees held apart, and her pussy and ass fully available. And his tone of voice was promising her the fuck she desired. He was going to use her hard. Feeling very submissive, she shyly answered, "Could I please offer you both of them, Sir?" Hearing that, a loud murmur rippled through the onlookers.

Ted got a strange smile on his face, savoring her answer. Then he stated, "OK, I'll dump my first load to flood your womb, and the second one up your fine ass. Our mixed cums should lube my cock nicely for that." He moved behind her. Ellie expected to feel his cock pressing for entrance at her exposed honey pot, but something else happened.

"I think that anyone who wishes should have a good look at her sex now," Ted announced. "So you can see what it looks like before it has my cum oozing out of it." Ellie stiffened and moaned, her cheeks blooming pink as she heard the shuffling of many feet in the room. Fingers... Ted's?... someone else's?... spread her pussy lips wide apart. Momentarily, she felt cool air enter her intimate tunnel, but someone's warm breath replaced that, moments later. Whoever was looking at her cunt practically had their face against it! The sensations of cool air, warm breath, cool air, warm breath repeated as various onlookers exchanged places behind her. She could've looked over her shoulder to watch the procession and see who was examining her, but it felt more exciting to not know.

One bold person slid two fingers deep inside her and used them to stretch her hole wide open, making her gasp in surprise. Her inner glands kicked into action, lubricating those fingers and her entire channel. After the fingers vacated, a hand moved into place, its palm cupping her sex, pressing lightly and rubbing, while two of its fingers glided on either side of her clit. She moaned softly at this delight, and the palm got wet very quickly. She groaned a little when the hand left, the stimulation ceasing. But that groan became a loud, long moan when she felt two soft hands grasping her ass cheeks as a tongue began lapping at her secretions. When that tongue began burrowing inside her, Ellie had to look. Turning her head, she saw that it was Tammy sucking at her juices.

Ted interrupted at this critical moment. "Out of the way, Tammy. I can't wait any longer to fuck this slut!" he exclaimed. It was a good thing that Ellie was now fully self-lubricated, because the moment Tammy was clear, Ted literally slammed his cock hard into Ellie's gaping hole, its entire shaft consumed by her eager sex, and his balls slapping wetly against her flesh. She'd been hoping for a fuck that would shut off her mind and let her just experience her body.