Joan Carter of Mars - Chapter 3

Chapter Three

I cringed in the basket. If I was really quiet, maybe Tona would decide she had imagined my whimper. No luck. She stepped up and flung up the wicker lid. I looked up at her helplessly.

"So!" she said, "the blonde lhooz!" The images from the language machine showed me a green, ferret-like creature.

"Hey!" I said. I started to stand, but Tona pushed down on my head, then slammed the basket lid over me. "He-ey!"

"Tona, beloved," said Shodu. "She is a stranger and a guest in my Palace."

I pushed up on the lid, but Tona hopped onto it. "I've seen your eyes on her!" she said. "My husband will be true to his oath. He shall fuck only me! If you wish to secure peace between our nations, throw this basket and its contents into the swamp!"

"Tona, we are not husband and wife yet."

Tona snorted in anger and stood. "And unless you learn to please me, we shall never be!" Suddenly the weight on the basket left and I burst up, tottering the basket over. I fell on my elbows and looked up. Tona threw open the door and flounced out.

Shodu looked at me, his mouth flapping, then turned and ran after his fiance.

Fiance. I climbed to my knees and rubbed a bruised elbow. Obviously he was committed to some political marriage. But Tona was such a bitch, how could he stand the idea?

Shodu followed Tona out of sight around a corner. His voice murmured down the corridor, followed by her explosive response. I couldn't quite hear the words.

I bit my lip. Maybe I should leave, I thought. I stood and scurried out, just as Shodu reappeared. As I headed to my room in the lower floor of the Palace, my heart thumped. I wondered if I should go back and comfort him. Old habits flooded back. Joan Carter isn't the sort of girl men want to be comforted by, my emotions said.

I paused in the hall. This is silly, I told myself. I looked at the new body I wore. It was a dream of sexual oomph: tall, small waist, big tits. And hadn't Shodu showed interest? Hadn't he defended me? I turned and started back to his chambers. He deserved an apology at least.

I hurried back down the hall, hoping Tona didn't have the same idea. At his door I knocked, then held my breath.

He blinked at me, then brushed a lock of blond hair from his face. "So, you've learned our language. I knew our Learned Zhok would be able to adjust the learning machine for you." He scowled. "Did you enjoy your little game?"

My stomach shriveled. "I'm sorry. I -- I --" For The first time since I awoke in the field, I felt naked. I folded my arms over my chest, and pressed my knees together.

Shodu's eyes caught mine and I knew he was playing a game. He grinned. "You bastard!" I punched him playfully in the chest, then let my hand linger in the fine hair on his tanned skin. He lowered his mouth towards mine and we pressed our lips together. Then I felt his tongue slip between my lips to play with mine. A warm hand on my hip directed me into his chamber and he closed the door.

"What about Tona?" I asked. I really wanted to ask "what about us" but I wasn't sure there was an "us".

Shodu pressed his fingertips into the edge of my mouth. "She doesn't like you. I doubt she would share a bed with us. If you like, I can ask a friend to join us."

For a moment, I was boggled. It didn't help that his hand had slipped to my neck and started down one breast. He had warm, gentle hands. "Wait! You talk like this is some casual thing. Do you -- I mean --"

He pinched my nipple between thumb and finger until the sensation shivered down to my pussy.

"Oooh!" I caught my breath. "Listen, I don't understand you. Are you still going to marry Tona?"

"Would that I had a choice," he said. He took my hips in his hands and knelt before me.

"I got that part," I said. "But isn't it wrong to --" He looked up at me. "-- to screw around on your fiance?"

He frowned. "We are not married yet. Until we are I have a right to lay with whoever I choose."

He pressed his cheek against my belly and brushed flesh over flesh. I closed my eyes and felt a warm wetness slip into the crease beside my clit. In a moment, Shodu had sucked my clit between his lips, squidging it in and out. A warm, swollen feeling flooded upwards into my body. I felt my teats crinkle and my pussy lips grow slick.

"Is this -- is this some sort of Prince's privilege or something? You get to sleep with anyone you want?" I wasn't sure how I felt about that. It was hard to think with his lips and tongue playing me to crescendo.

He pulled his lips away and I regretted my question. "It's no special privilege. The men and women of Toruda are free to couple as they like." He stood, sliding his hands up my sides. "My special curse as Prince is to be limited to one woman."

I looked into his dark eyes. "I don't understand."

"Zhok said you hadn't learned everything much of ways." He smiled and he directed my hand to his semi-erect cock. I got the idea and started to stroke it while he spoke. "I am a Prince of a City-state. In order to cement trade and peace with our neighbor, Duvor, I must commit myself in a special ceremony called marriage."

His cock grew quickly in my hand. It was hot and wrinkled, and I felt a little moisture at the tip. I didn't care that he had a fiance, I wanted to feel his organ in my pussy again. "You talk like it's only you who has to do it. Everybody gets married!"

He kissed me and we spent a moment wrestling tongues. "Sweet stranger," he said finally. "Only Princes marry in Toruda."

Still jerking his cock, I said, "But how do people have kids then?"

He looked at my working hand and started to laugh. "You have to ask?" he said and he laughed even harder.

My face burned. I looked away and he kept laughing. I dropped his cock and turned my back to him. "I didn't mean that!" I said. "I meant: how do people raise children?"

I guess I sounded hurt because he stopped laughing. His hand stroked hair from my shoulder. "I am sorry, sweet stranger. Perhaps it is not funny to you." He leaned forward and breathed my name into my ear: "Joan."

I tilted my head back and his lips found my ear. I sighed. Maybe I was some sort of casual thing on the side, but it felt good.

"Joan," he said, "The mother's clan take care of children. Only in the marriage ceremony is a couple sworn to each other. It is our way." He cupped my breast in his hand and pressed his body against mine. I felt his cock pressing up between my buttocks. The head poked out below my naked clitoris.

"But --"

He laid two fingers over my mouth. "Shh. There will be time for questions later."

I licked my lips and put aside my burning curiosity. I had him here, now. I reached behind me with both hands and grabbed his thighs. He pressed against me, mashing both my breasts with his hands and kissing my neck. His cock swelled, rubbing the lips of my swollen pussy -- so near, but not near enough.

I reached between my legs and caught his rod. My clit twitched as my hand pressed against it. I stood on tip toe and pressed his bulbous cock-head into my pussy, then I slid down his shaft. The wave of pleasure took my breath away. I gasped.

Shodu twisted one of my nipples and I gasped again. Gently, hot chest against back and buttocks, we moved against each other -- sinuously, like snakes. "Oh my!" I breathed. "I've never done it like this before." Shodu kissed my neck again then, pulled away. I turned and saw him sitting on the bed, his cock in one fist. "Come," he said.

I smirked and said, "I hope so." I couldn't help playing with my clit as I went to him. My naked cunt lips were so wet!

I caught his eyes and my heart raced. I was beginning to get the impression people around here were pretty casual about sex. It sounded like committing to one partner was something reserved for political alliances. But I looked into Shodu's dark eyes and at his tanned shoulders and hard, defined chest and I wanted him all to myself.

I don't know how I did it so smoothly, but I straddled his knees between mine, sought his cock with one hand, and touched his face with the other. I bent to kiss him and simultaneously lowered my hips, guiding his cockhead once more between the folds of my cunt. My tongue slid into his mouth as his cock slid into me.

Our lips parted with a wet click. His hands cupped my buttocks and I held his shoulders and leaned back, letting his cock sink deeper. "Mm," he said, "you're good at this."

I couldn't help giving a lascivious smile. "It just seems to come naturally," I said. I held his gaze in mine, drinking in his eyes. Then I planted my feet flat on the floor and, supporting me weight, swirled my hips so his cock stirred around inside me.

He gripped my thighs, his arms tense, pulling me down. I resisted, letting rotations of my hip dance slid him in and out of me. Passion swelled from my clit into my belly and burned my breasts. My hula dance had become as much a torture for me as it was for him. "I need you hard," I said.

I relaxed and let him pull me into his lap. But instead of the good reaming I wanted, he held me back. "Turn around again, Joan. Sit in my lap."

I turned, reluctant to let his cock slip from my hungry pussy for the moment it took. Eagerly, I thrust my buttocks down into his lap. His cock pierced my waiting cunt and his arms wrapped around me, hands pressing my breasts. I gasped and enjoyed his kisses on my neck. But I needed his cock ramming into me. I leaned forward, hands on his knees, and began to bounce my buttocks against his thighs. Now I had the motion I wanted! His cock pierced and retreated again and again, driving passion into me. The inside of my thighs tingled, my breasts burned. I realized the wet slap I heard was my ass in his lap.

"Joan!" he groaned.

"Shodu," I rasped, eyes closed tight. My throat was tight with sex.

"Prince Shodu?" a voice said.

Oblivious, I cried, "More! More!" Orgasm burst inside me. I threw my head back moaning, savoring the passion flooding my body. Through it all, Shodu thrust rapidly, bumping my body up and down.

As my orgasm subsided, I opened my eyes. A guard stood ten feet away, one hand splayed against the swinging door.

"Oh!" I tried to hop up and cover my breasts, but Shodu's grip was like iron. He made his last desperate thrusts and his hot cream surged inside me. I could only stare in stupefaction at the guard.

The guard shifted from one foot to the other. "Sorry, ma'am, but no-one answered when I knocked." He looked past my shoulder. "Prince! The Lady Tona has been kidnapped!"

To Be Continued...

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