Solara
Copyright© 2012 by Doc Oc
Chapter 1
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 1 - New twist on Robinson Crusoe
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Space Pregnancy
"No, Father, I will not stay here and marry Morni; he is not loved by me and does not love me. He is only after the status of being married to an assembly leader and cares nothing for my wellbeing. I am going on the ship with my brother Torkut and when I return I will find someone to take to husband; someone I love and who loves me and that is my final word on the subject.
And thus began my journey.
I am Solara Lee late of Orlana and formerly Solara: 13th daughter of Torlan; as it would be listed on Earth. This is my story up to the point that I meet and bond with my now husband Jason Lee of the planet Earth.
"Solara, you are my only unmarried daughter and I would see you wed to a decent man. Morni is a decent man and would make a fine husband to you."
"Father, Morni is a doddering old fool that would like nothing more than to have a young bride; especially Torlan's daughter and all that that name would give him in increasing his position in the Government."
"You are right to a certain point but, who else would have you. You are head strong, demanding, opinionated, and I must put this on myself; more than a little spoiled."
"Yes, Father, and I love you too, but I want someone who will love me for ME. So I will go with Torkut and pray I meet 'a decent man' when I return."
As I left my father's house I began to wonder what would become of me. I had always been a bit of a rogue; always too independent for my own good. My mother died giving birth to me in a rare 'single egg' birth. On our world births are always multiples; two or four; and females 10 to 1 over males. So my father was right; I was a bit spoiled and headstrong and opinionated, but I knew that what I wanted was not here and I wanted to try to find it before I settled down to second best. Besides I am only 21 years old and too young to marry Morni who is 107 years old. As I step out the door and glide toward the ground I decide to work off the frustration and anger from the 'talk' with my father. I love my father but sometimes he can be so aggggggggggg ... I know he misses my mother and tries to hide from me the pain he feels but he can't protect me forever. I need to be what I was meant to be. So I go soaring and as I feel the wind I my face the tension slowly fades from my body and soon I am one with the air. Soon enough I was feeling good again and headed to the city and my date with a starship.
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