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tree.
He raised the hem of her tunic, exposing the darkening, swelling lips of her vagina.
His organ quivered. She was in the prime position to be mounted.
Coming up behind her on his knees, he said, Remember this position. When we
meet at the Spring Running, I ll take you this way first. He put his hands on her butt
cheeks, rubbing them, squeezing them until she moaned.
Her lovely anus seemed to beg to be touched. He circled it with his thumb, teasing
the tender flesh at its perimeter.
Delos!
Don t you like that?
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I m not sure. No one s ever touched me there before.
I ll stop anytime you say.
She was silent, so he continued rubbing his thumb over the puckered hole. Then he
slid his fingers up her labia.
You re wet for me, he said. You re always soft when I touch you. And so wet.
Her voice shook. I love it when you touch me.
He fondled her anus again, his thumb pushing against it. She whimpered as half an
inch of his thumb penetrated her. Is that all right?
It hurts a little. Her voice was breathy. But I-I kind of like it anyway.
Keeping his thumb in the tight hole, he softly stroked her labia over and over.
When she began moving against his hand, he decided to try a different type of
stimulation.
Reluctantly he took his hands off her body to reposition himself, smiling when she
gave a soft, Oh! of disappointment.
Hush, you ll like this, he murmured.
He knelt lower, bringing his face to her sex. The scent of her arousal drove him
mad. How would he ever wait until the Spring Running?
He lapped at her hot, swollen lips with his tongue, then reached around and
brushed her clitoris with his hand. The tiny bud was already hard and swollen. She
pushed against him, wordlessly demanding more. He massaged her peak with two
fingers, smiling when she jerked her hips and moaned.
Holding her lips apart with his fingers, he plunged his tongue into her tight, hot
channel. He thrust again and again, pushing deep inside her. Her body shook and
trembled. Lapping her freely flowing juices, he gloried in the knowledge that he could
evoke this response from her. Was anything better than giving a dear one pleasure?
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She cried out, convulsing against his mouth, rocking her hips hard. Her excited
cries filled the room as her orgasm pulsed, an earthquake followed by tremors and
aftershocks.
When it was finally over, she turned and stretched out on the bed. He followed her
down, satisfied with the joy he d given her. She nestled against him and stroked his
chest.
He was half-dozing, enjoying her stimulating touch, when she whispered, Delos? I
love you.
His arm tightened around her. She loves me. Elation brimmed within his chest.
He knew then what he had to do.
* * * * *
Inevitably, there were setbacks with the wedding plans. The Brides were dismayed
to find there were no flowers on the ship, nor was there wax for candles. The clothing
committee was bitterly divided over whether white should be worn, some saying that
white was for virgins only, others sneering and saying that was an old-fashioned idea.
Most women wanted rings for both Brides and grooms but Jan had learned that
only primus males were allowed to wear jewelry.
One woman proposed that the primuses have a separate wedding from the
seconduses. Their whole society is structured like that. Why not? she asked.
We should maintain solidarity as human women! another woman argued. I say
one wedding!
A vote was taken, with the decision narrowly falling on the side of one wedding.
Jan asked that all the women s belongings be brought to the Great Hall. An hour
later, six burly crew members carried in large metal pallets. The computer chose
eighteen women at random and they went through the pallets, laughing and chattering
as though it were a seventy-five percent off sale at Macy s.
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When Jan s wedding dress was held up, everyone in the Great Hall fell silent. Jan
gazed at the lovely gown, wondering if Gary regretted her disappearance. Had he
found another woman to marry? Perhaps his secretary that bitch had always been
after him.
You ll have a real wedding gown, Beth said enviously. The only one. Although
the young redhead hadn t cried in days, Jan knew the young woman still mourned the
loss of her wedding on Earth. You re so lucky& I hear you re going to marry Primus
Taddus. He s the head honcho, so you ll be like the queen, right?
If I marry him, Jan murmured. She walked past the piles of clothing. An amazing
array of items had come out of the women s purses novels, candy bars, makeup,
brushes and combs. Someone had brought perfume samples in small tearable packets.
Jan took several, tucking them into her shoes.
She was the only woman here who was assured of marrying a primus. As she
watched the others laughing and chattering, she thought, I m the only one here dreading
the ceremony.
* * * * *
Jan dreamed that Delos was with her in bed. His mouth was hot and urgent on her
breasts. His cock nudged her entrance as he lay between her legs. Her pussy swelled,
begging for his touch. She stroked his beautiful soft hair, so happy he was with her
again&
All Brides report to the fourteenth floor. Follow the blinking corridor lights to the
central elevators. All Brides&
Desolated, Jan tore herself away from the dream. The dulcet voice of the computer
continued as she rose and threw a flame-red tunic over her head.
The Brides babbled questions as they met up in the corridors. Many asked Jan if she
knew what was happening. She answered that she knew no more than anyone else.
But in her heart, she knew this had to be the Spring Running.
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You wouldn t believe the dream I was having just now, one woman giggled.
Me too!
Jan saw Beth nearby, a dreamy expression on her face. The young woman reached
up and fondled her own breasts as she hurried to the elevator.
Jan looked away. She would have liked to touch herself too. Her nipples ached and
her pussy was drenched with need.
Stop thinking about sex.
She had used some of her time with the computer to learn everything she could
about the ship. The fourteenth floor was the agricultural level. Here the crops were
grown that fed everyone aboard. There was also a parklike area with grasslands and
trees.
The women gasped in wonder as they emerged from the central elevators. After the
narrow metal corridors of the ship s residential area, the acres of red and green plants
were startling. Jan breathed in the intoxicating scents of growing things, tilled soil and
rainwater.
The council was present, kneeling on their customary stools. The secondus males
were already gathered together, their eyes hungrily devouring the Brides. Jan looked
for Delos but couldn t find him in the crowd.
Council member Goldus rose to address them.
Beautiful Brides, welcome to one of the most important events of the Terilian
people. You may have noticed yourself experiencing intense erotic longings recently.
You re merely responding to our male pheromones and to your own desires to mate
during today s Spring Running.
When the whistle sounds, run deep into the park and conceal yourselves. At the
end of twenty minutes, the secondus-ranked males will search for you. Don t make it
too easy for them, Brides! Part of the joy of the Spring Running is the challenge of
finding you before mating.
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