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Chapter 6: Aragonda
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 6: Aragonda - The Sawbuck family lives on Lupina, the famous ‘Nude Planet’. It’s too warm to wear much in the way of clothing, and Lupina has a very liberal social and sexual lifestyle. Learn more about Mom, Dad, and their three teenaged children. This is part of the Nude Planet universe.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Romantic Fiction Science Fiction Space Incest Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Swinging Anal Sex Double Penetration Exhibitionism Oral Sex Voyeurism Public Sex Nudism
“Anything on the holo tonight?” asked Korona. She was sitting on the couch next to her husband.
It was Tuesday night, and the family had settled down after the kids’ victory in the Kamastura contest. Saturday had seen a string of friends from their school drop by, and it sounded like a non-stop orgy in their room. Not just their bedroom, either; the overflow had ended up in their homework room, Karina’s old bedroom.
Sunday, Korona had inspected the damages and ordered the teens into cleanup mode, or “I’ll be sending in your father!” Jonathan had rolled his eyes at that. When they were good they were her children and when they were bad they were his. Manifestly unfair!
“Hmmm?” Jonathan had been reading something on his macrolink and hadn’t been paying full and complete attention to her. She considered this a major failing but didn’t think divorce was called for yet.
“I asked what was on the holo tonight.”
“Ahh.” He tapped his macrolink and saved the page he was on, then grabbed the remote for the holovid. A listing appeared and he slowly scrolled down the list. They had about a hundred favorite feeds that were listed, though thousands more were available either by subscription or search.
“Wait! Stop!” interrupted Korona. “Go back!” Jonathan scrolled back up the list slowly. “There! Stop!”
“What?”
“There’s a new episode of Aragonda tonight! We’re watching that!”
“Okay,” he said slowly.
She took the remote out of his hand. “I know you think it’s silly, but I like it.” She selected the show but hit Pause and set the remote on her end table. “Now, go make drinks.”
“Anything in particular?”
“Bloody Marys. Hurry, subcreature!”
Jonathan rolled his eyes. He couldn’t quite understand how the holovid had become so trendy. It was the most idiotic show he had ever seen, but it was wildly popular.
Aragonda was about a pair of researchers, a husband-and-wife team, Jack and Janice Reacher, investigating a planet cut off from the rest of the galaxy by a disaster during the Diaspora. The society that developed was male dominated and had never advanced beyond swords and spears. Despite the lack of modern medical technology, all the women were busty and beautiful, and all the men were buff and studly. Even though the weather was difficult, the women mostly ran around almost naked, and the men wore leather breechcloths, furs, and sword belts.
The most idiotic thing was that for some reason, the researchers decided to land on the planet and do their research in person. The easy and smart thing would have been to dispatch hordes of microscopic sensors to watch and record everything. The result was inevitable. Their landing ship was destroyed and now they roamed the planet defending themselves and getting involved in the local squabbles.
The local squabbles invariably involved battles and duels between the men, with the women being the prize. A typical problem might involve an evil overlord with a harem of beautiful slaves and a heroic young rebel, maybe the son of the king the evil overlord deposed, fighting back. There would be threats, battles, and ultimately a final duel. Along the way, the beautiful women would be taken and used for sex. Orgasms were loud and frequent.
A frequent order given by a victorious warrior to his newly captured slave girl was, “Pleasure me, subcreature!”
Jonathan brought back their drinks and set them on the coffee table. “You’d better watch the subcreature bit. I might just punish you with breeding.” The other big quote was a threat from the evil overlord to the young rebel, that after he killed the rebel, he would take the rebel’s slave girl and breed her.
“I’m safe, at least until your doctors figure out undoing my menstrual block.” She took her Bloody Mary and sampled it. “Thank you.”
“You can thank me after we watch this idiot thing.”
Korona picked up the remote and hit Play.
“Thousands of years ago, the colony ship Aragonda was thought lost while exploring the galaxy. Then, the Reachers, brilliant husband and wife researchers, discovered it had landed but had been destroyed in a planetary cataclysm! Now the Reachers must live among the lost colony and learn how to go home and bring the colony with them!”
“Right, because a lost colony that still runs around in sandals and fights with swords is going to figure out interstellar communication,” said Jonathan sarcastically.
“Behave!”
The show was Korona’s favorite, so her husband knew the current story arc. Janice Reacher had been captured by a warlord and had been taken back to his castle, where she was constantly used and abused by him. Jack, in order to rescue her, had made a pact with the son of the warlord’s enemy. He would provide secret technology from the ‘future’ and the rebels would join him in destroying the warlord and rescuing Janice. As part of the pact, two rebel slave girls were sent to Jack to warm his bed. Both the bed warming by Jack, and Janice’s serving the warlord, were loud and explicit.
“It’s the season finale!” exclaimed Korona.
“Let me guess. The good guys win, the bad guys lose, and the loving couple is reunited.”
“Oh, just shut up!”
It went pretty much as Jonathan expected. Using a secret technology that couldn’t possibly have worked or been invented, the rebels managed to break in through a small side door into the warlord’s fortress. The rebels went through the surprised guards like shit through a goose, but when they broke into the warlord’s throne room, things went wrong. Suddenly the resistance stiffened, and the warlord managed to wound the rebel leader. Jack Reacher was forced to draw his own sword and face the warlord, standing over the body of the wounded rebel leader.
Warlord: “I will leave you bleeding on the floor, watching while I have my troops breed your woman!”
Jack: “After I kill you, I will breed your women over your corpse!”
The warlord laughed at this, and the battle was on. Despite a lifetime of fighting with a sword, the warlord managed to lose to Jack. No, he didn’t fuck the enemy women on top of the corpse, but he did have Janice pleasure him while he sat on the throne. That wasn’t the end of things, though. The rebel leader decided that the Reachers had not shown him sufficient gratitude and respect; the next morning, while Jack, Janice, and their slave girls were in bed together, he ordered them taken prisoner. Jack was thrown into the fortress’ prison and Janice was dragged off to the new warlord’s bedroom. The future of the Reachers would be determined in the next season, which was already being teased.
Jonathan rolled his eyes, but didn’t complain loudly. A quick glance at his wife showed her nipples stiff and erect and that her fingers were teasing her clit. “Pleasure me, subcreature!” he ordered.
Korona had a wild look in her eyes and twisted on the couch. She dove down, taking her husband’s cock in her mouth, and then put a hand between his legs. She gently cupped and caressed his balls while sucking his cock. Even after he stiffened and grew to full length, she kept her mouth as far down as she could. She frantically bobbed her head on him as her fingers stroked and fondled him. “Pleasure me, subcreature! Pleasure me!” he demanded, even as he tried to hold back.
It became too much for him. Korona began suctioning his cockhead even as she gently squeezed his balls, and Jonathan groaned as he unloaded, filling his wife’s mouth with his cum. When she sensed he was finished, she licked his cock clean and looked up at him and said, “Breed me, Master!”
Jonathan laughed and told her to get him stiff enough, and then to get into position. As soon as he was hard enough to fuck, Korona knelt on the floor and bent over the coffee table. Her husband knelt behind her and shoved his cock inside her, and then gave her a good, hard fuck. Already sated, it took him a few minutes longer to finish, which pleased his wife. When they were done, they stood up, still breathing hard, and went to their bedroom. They cleaned up and went to bed, falling asleep almost immediately.
Thursday morning, before they went to work, Korona asked, “What are you doing Saturday?”
Jonathan gave his wife a wary look. “Why?” He had been married too long not to be suspicious of his wife’s weekend plans. She probably wanted him to do something hot and sweaty around the back yard, hot and sweaty but not involving an orgasm.
“There’s an Aragonda convention at the Civic Center! Let’s go!”
“Uh...”
“Great! Thank you! I’ve already bought the tickets!”
Jonathan stared at his wife. “If you already bought the tickets, why did you ask?”
“Behave!”
Saturday morning, after breakfast, Jonathan and Korona got into their autovan and headed to the Civic Center. She was very excited; he was rather more circumspect. What would a bunch of holo geeks running around with swords be like? He was just waiting for somebody to cut his own dick off.
Their autovan dropped them off at the main entrance and then left for the parking area a kilometer away. Both Jonathan and Korona were wearing waist wraps, though hers was brightly colored and much shorter. Korona also was carrying a small shoulder bag with the standard female items - tissues, lip and nipple gloss, and a comb. When they got to the entrance she tapped her macrolink and sent their digital tickets to the monitors. They were welcomed by a man wearing a breechcloth, sandals, and a sword, and a naked woman wearing chain jewelry and high heels.
“Wow!” said Korona. “This is so cool!”
Jonathan smiled as his wife dragged him inside. She was very excited, which he normally approved of, but he wasn’t sure what they would find inside. He had heard that some of these conventions were incredibly lame. Still, he had been married long enough to know when to shut up and go with the flow.
“If I get challenged by a barbarian for you, I’m letting him have you!” he laughed.
“Sounds good! As long as I can make it home in time for dinner, I’m game,” she replied.
It was like most conventions, in that there were lots of booths in the central hall, where vendors were selling various Aragonda related items. You could buy swords, spears, and shields, all guaranteed to be safe. Jonathan wasn’t sure about that, however. It was his experience that nothing was foolproof since fools could be so damn ingenious! Other booths sold Aragonda clothing such as breechcloths and sandals, and even fake fur cloaks. Where anybody would wear that on Lupina was questionable. At twenty-six degrees a fur cloak would cause heat stroke. Lots of booths sold women’s jewelry, suitable for slave girls, princesses, queens, and the occasional female rebel leader.
Korona spent a lot of time browsing the jewelry booths, entranced by the options. One booth was staffed by a beautiful naked redhead with hair that went down her back almost to her butt. Her hair was bound in a loose and long braided silver cap. Otherwise, she only wore rings and chains, all in silver. She had a collar, bracelets around her wrists and ankles, a waist chain, rings through her nipples, navel, and clitoral hood, and light silver chains that went from the collar and looped through the rings and down to her wrists and ankles. “My God!” Korona exclaimed. “That is fantastic!”
“Thank you,” said the redhead. She had a light accent typical of Lupina Province. “It feels fantastic, too.”
“Oh?”
The redhead leaned in and said, “Every time I move, the chains tease my nipple and clit rings. It keeps you on the edge of cumming constantly. Here, feel.” She took Korona’s hand and put it between her legs.
“Oh, wow!” The salesgirl was so hot and wet she was almost dripping. She rubbed the girl’s clit, and the girl moaned in orgasm.
“Thank you!” she replied when Korona pulled her fingers back. Then, after she got her breathing back under control, she glanced at Jonathan and said, “The collar? It also has rings for a leash.” She pointed at a holovid of a warrior leading a slave girl around with a leash attached to a collar.
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