Mar 132013
 

Explorer’s Log: I am on day twenty of my nine month voyage to the star system designated “Queen’s Deadly Beauty” by Royal Astronomers. All astronomy surveys have been finished. All maintenance checks have been completed. All systems are running optimally. End Explorer’s Log.

Explorer’s Personal Log: Fuck, I am lonely.

Vaquel Di laid on her bunk in the Relaxation Pod. The brown explorer was naked. She grabbed one of her heavy breasts and squeezed. Her other hand toyed with her clitoris.

On the ceiling of the Relaxation Pod were nineteen different projections of Vaquel’ masturbating. A small projector that Vaquel rigged from ship’s communications sat off to the side. A tiny micro-camera was imbedded in the ceiling of the Relaxation Pod in order to record her face and chest.

Vaquel watched as one of her faces closed her eyes in bliss. Another face bit her bottom lip as she felt something terribly pleasurable. A third face stared back at Vaquel with eyes glazy from lust.

The explorer stroked a little faster. She slapped her breast hard, knowing it would be recorded for her pleasure later. Today she was going for a rough performance. She slapped both of her breasts. She cried out from the pain as her hand punished her full breasts.

One of Vaquel’s faces tossed her head and forth. Her short pink hair whipped from side to side. That was Day Seven, when Vaquel had over clocked her vibrator to incredible and unsafe speeds.

Below that face was a gagged face. That was Day Twelve. Vaquel had used omni-tape to seal her mouth. No sounds came from that face but Vaquel see the desire in her eyes.

A tremor ran through Vaquel. She closed her eyes and slipped her fingers into her cunt. She cried out, knowing full well the camera would capture every second of her open mouth.

She opened her eyes and the faces looked back at her. Nineteen Vaquels moaned and squirmed.

One Vaquel shook with the force of her masturbating. Her breasts bounced and her hair flew around her face. That was Day Two when Vaquel improvised a thrusting arm to hold her dildo. It was a bit painful but the expressions on her face were amazing.

Above her, another Vaquel sucked a dildo. Vaquel watched as her own cheeks caved in around the phallus. Her lipstick was smeared all over the phallus and Vaquel’s mouth watered at the sight of it.

Vaquel returned to today’s performance. She sank painted fingernails into her breast. She squeezed as hard as she could; wincing as the sharp nails dug into her sensitive flesh. The pain transformed her face. The camera watched as she was caught between pain and pleasure.

There was more to come. Vaquel pulled at both of her tits. She stretched tender flesh harder than they were every meant to be pulled. Her hands shook with the force of the pulling but she took it. Vaquel’s mouth cried out in ecstatic pain.

She released her breasts and her hands moved down to her sex. The camera didn’t see her stroking but it did see her face. It saw how pleasure wiped away the pain. It recorded the trembling of her lips. It witnessed the falling of grateful tears.

One hand kept stroking while another hand returned to her sore breasts. This time the fingers went for a dark nipple. The painted nails pinched tighter than any clamp. Vaquel’s moans turned into a scream.

Vaquel kept stroking. She also pinched her nipple harder. A moan of joy turned into a whimper of pain and back into a groan of pleasure. One hand stroked faster while the other hand twisted harder.

 Above her, a Vaquel cried out as she climaxed. Beside her, another Vaquel begged as she came closer to release. Below both of them, another Vaquel bit her pillow while she came.

Vaquel stroked faster. With nineteen faces moaning, gasping and shaking, it was easy to forget how alone she was out here in space. With nineteen lips crying out, it was easy to feel immersed in people. With nineteen pairs of eyes, it was easy to believe she was sharing her sex with others.

Vaquel climaxed. The camera caught every moment of her face. It captured the cruel twisting of her nipple. It recorded the beauty of her orgasm

Tomorrow, twenty faces will look down at her as Vaquel pleasured herself.

  4 Responses to “Fiction: Orgy of One”

  1. Consistently perve, Shon.

  2. Note to self: bring multiple fucking machines on space voyages.

    Loved this.

  3. BiLikesSciFi – Sadly all of Vaquel’s broke a month into the voyage from overuse.

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