Graphic Sexuality

Chapter One                                                                                                                                                           To read an excerpt of Chapter Two click here

                          The planet O-Zone

                          The year 2430

For Princess Andala, the founder and supreme ruler of the planet O-Zone, nothing surpassed the sublime radiance of an O-Zone sunset.

The sky, as always, shone a deeply hued maroon, intermingled with streaks of vibrant azure above lush, golden sands. Dotting the planet’s landscape were fragrant gardens of roses and azaleas, carnations and hibiscus, entwined among cobblestone roads where pod-shaped air cars trekked with lightning speed.

“Of course the place is well-decorated.” Andala smirked. “On O-Zone, chicks run the show.”

As the daughter of a galactic Emperor, one who considered the conquering and vanquishing of lesser planets a prime recreational activity, the fun-loving Andala grew tired of sterile military space bases and detailed political agendas. So when her father, the Emperor Nuru, gave her a planet of her own¾a gift to mark the occasion of her 21^st birthday¾she aimed to make it a place of beauty and pleasure; a place, most importantly, where women made the rules.

And where hunky, eager-to-please space warriors enforced them.

On O-Zone, Andala was proud to report, the males were useful decorations; specially trained to please and defend the planet’s matriarchal leaders.

“There’s a reason I called the place ‘O’-Zone,” she smirked. “A woman never goes hungry here. The sex is amazing.”

Now, as she shifted her gaze from the O-Zone sky to the natural beauty of its downtown area, she witnessed an O-Zone male at work.

Approaching the city square, she saw one of her senators, the honorable Janala, lying across a soft bed of clover beside a small, sparkling waterfall. In her hand, was a soft leather leash attached to a jet-black collar; wearing the collar was a bronzed, muscular man naked beside her on his knees. Obediently the senator’s consort crawled between her legs, nipping and licking her smooth thighs as she stroked his gorgeous blond head.

“I live for your pleasure, Senator,” he groveled.  “I’ll do anything you desire.”

“Well thanks for letting me know.” Gently but firmly Janala pulled the leash, bringing him closer to her. “Even so, I have a better use for that gorgeous mouth.”

Eager to oblige his mistress’ wishes, the manservant ducked his head between her parted thighs and licked her exposed pussy, his tongue flowing smoothly in and out as he raised his hand to her wet, swollen clit.

As his tongue laved her hungry insides, his agile fingers worked her nub until she moaned her desire.

Watching from the side, Andala released her own low moan as passion overtook her.

 “As much as I enjoy voyeurism, I’d far rather be on the receiving end of some masculine attention. Time to head home to my own manservants,” she muttered to herself.

Crossing a courtyard of clover-filled grass that shone a bright, surreal emerald, Andala soon faced the entrance of a tall, turreted castle with diamond-lined borders and walls that glowed pure crystalline.

The castle’s gold-knobbed double doors opened to a vast entryway; one that came complete with lushly embroidered three-dimensional tapestries that depicted scenes from O-Zone history.

As vivid as these artworks were, they paled in comparison to the spectacle at the center of the room.

Omni, her chief guardsman, and Noble, her favored warrior and sex servant, were locked on the floor in an unbreakable wrestling hold; growling and straining as their muscles glowed in a glorious sheen of sweat.

“You ridiculous males.” Rolling her eyes, Andala planted her hands firmly on her hips.  “What are you fighting about now? Who will share my bed tonight, or who will win tomorrow’s round of ‘O-Zone Gladiator?’”

Issuing a mighty growl, the tall, blond Noble threw his opal-eyed opponent hard across the room. Then, standing erect, he pointed an accusing finger in Omni’s direction.

“He’s a liar and a thief, your highness.” His wide, dark eyes flared with evident rage. “He overheard your orders to me this morning, to capture that prisoner who escaped from the O-Zone reformatory. He tracked down the prisoner before I had the chance, then tried to steal my week’s supply of space credits.”

Staggering to his feet, Omni ran a smoothing hand through his long dark hair.

“I had spent my weekly allowance, and wanted to buy that leather thong I knew would please you,” he reasoned, looking plaintively at the princess.

“Leather thong?” The princess arched her eyebrows. “You’ve finally said something that remotely interests me.” With this, she gestured lithely in Omni’s direction. “So let’s see it.”

Grinning, Omni unzipped his tight metallic pants and pulled them slowly downward, tempting Andala; revealing strong, sculpted legs that drew a well-earned wolf whistle from the princess.

He also revealed the treasured black thong; a clinging, eye-pleasing garment that outlined ample endowments. His long, hard cock strained rebelliously through its leathery confines.

 “Come to me Omni,” Andala smacked her lips, “on your knees.”

Eager to obey, Omni dropped gracefully to his hands and knees and slithered provocatively in her direction.

He sat before her and stripped off her sandals, taking a long moment to suck her toes and grovel at her feet. Then he reached beneath her long, soft ivory caftan and rubbed her slender legs.

 “Oooh, that feels good,” Andala sighed.

 “It’s about to feel even better.” Leaning upward, Omni seized the border of her thin satin panties daringly between his teeth. Pulling them downward, he kissed his way back up her legs, stopping to focus on her wet, throbbing clit.

His long, agile tongue flicked forth from his mouth to touch and ignite her nub, blazing erotic lightning shards in his wake.

Throwing her head back, Andala closed her eyes to truly savor the feeling; a feeling enhanced by the sudden presence of Noble’s hands on her quivering shoulders.

 “I can please you better than he can,” his fingers tickled her spine. “And I’m going to prove it tonight.”

With this he buried his head in her neck, licking her nape. Andala trembled at the sensation of their tongues against her skin, and shuddered outright as Omni sucked her clit, his teeth grazing her hood.

Sensing his competition, Omni fixed his full, sensual lips around her nub and intensified his sexual pressure, bringing her close to the brink.

Noble seized her lips in a hot, passionate kiss. Their tongues entangled as their mouths merged hungrily together; then, smiling against her lips, he launched his own seduction.

He cupped her heaving breasts with firm, but tender hands, fondling her mounds and kneading her nipples until she sighed contentedly.  Soft and teasing, he ran his sturdy hands down her sides. He reached beneath her caftan and squeezed her firm, tight ass; finally, he slipped his fingers in the wet depths of her enflamed pussy.

Andala gasped at the combined effect of Omni’s lips on her clit and Noble’s fingers deep within her.  Suddenly a sharp wave of desire coursed throughout her body; juices flowed freely from her pussy as streams of sweet ecstasy coursed through her being, raising the hair on the back of her neck and causing her toes to curl.

As Noble continued to probe her with his talented fingertips, she leaned back against the surface of his hard, muscled body; rubbing her cheek in the depths of his long, silky hair, and savoring the feel of his erect cock as it teasingly grazed her waist.

Seeking further support as passion overtook her, she reached down to grasp Omni’s broad shoulders; a move that drove her sensitive clit deeper into his mouth, intensifying the feel of his lips and teeth against her bare, sweat-lined skin.

Simultaneously, Noble ‘hit the spot;’ his fingers pressed against her G-spot and rubbed slowly, eliciting fiery sparks that enflamed her pussy.

Growling low in her throat, Andala’s hand reached up to touch Noble’s carved cheek as he obediently licked her face. Sensing her distracted state, Omni’s sturdy hands braced against her slender hips and he surged upward, his tongue delivering a final, mighty lick to her now sensitive clit.

The princess released an ear-shattering scream as a hard, multilayered orgasm tore through her; one that reverberated from the depths of her pussy to the tips of her toes.

Catching her trembling body up in his arms, Noble swept Andala from her feet and carried her toward her nearby drawing room.

He was startled moments later as the princess jumped from his embrace, landing squarely on her tiny feet.

 “Noble, how many times do I have to tell you?” She waved a condemning finger in his direction.  “I don’t do foreplay and I don’t do, um, afterplay, if there is such a thing.” With a broad, dismissive wave, she excused the two men from the room. “Both of you, off to your chambers. Now.”

Soon Noble and Omni trekked the golden tiles of a long, winding hallway, one that would take them to their rooms at the back of the castle.

Omni’s step seemed light and spirited as he turned to face Noble.

 “I know we don’t agree on much, but you have to admit that was a hell of a good time.” He beamed.

 “Was it?” Noble scoffed. “We pleased a spoiled princess who gave us no satisfaction in return, or even an ounce of affection. And when we’re not submitting to her every whim, we’re either fighting each other, or another poor soul who dared to say no to her.”

Omni shrugged. “That is the way of our planet and people,” he glanced at Noble, a look of question in his eyes. “What else is there?”

Pausing for a moment, Noble approached a nearby window, a prism-like portal that afforded an expansive view of the O-Zone skyscape.

Gazing up at the moonlight, which illuminated both a blanket of stars and the galaxy beyond, he shook his head sadly.

 “What else is there?” he said quietly. “I only wish I knew.”