Chapter 1

The cold air pricks at Cassandra’s skin that has escaped from beneath the blanket. The icy jabs dragging her from sleep into the coldness of the room. The arm curled round her feeling like a burning log compared to the air in the room. Drawing her legs up she pulls her feet back under the blanket finding the legs behind her to press up against, working as a substitute for a roaring fire to warm them. Clasping the hand tightly to her chest she pushes herself back into the warm embrace comforted by the steady breath drifting across her neck.

Out of the porthole the surface is in view again the red rocks far down below the orbiting station filling her with the dread the view always causes. The upcoming mission that will lead to her returning to the surface two years after she fled. The technical term was an organised withdrawal ensuring the safety of key personnel, but in her heart Cassandra was running for her life when she took her place on that ship.

Pairidaeza was a moon of Jupiter discovered in 2025 something to do with its orbit in relation to Jupiter’s had meant it was previously undiscovered Cassandra paid very little attention to the specifics of astrophysics. Early indications showed some signs of basic plant life and by 2040 the first manned Jovian mission was launched. 2045 a research base was set up with the priority of increasing the level of oxygen in the atmosphere after tests showed the planet to be safe. Cassandra was still a private in the newly formed UN Space army when she reached the moon in ’46.

It was one year after taking up her post that it happened. Seismic activity started to increase in the area then one night the base which had grown into a small community by that point was suddenly over run by large alien creatures they charged through the place wielding swords slaughtering everyone.

The alarms went off and Cassandra led by her sergeant and a couple of other privates managed to get to the dorms of the researchers and they led them to the shuttle bay the aliens being gunned down but there seemed to be two more for each shot down. At the shuttle bay Cassandra and another private boarded the shuttle to pilot the researchers to safety. The sergeant and another private took all the weapons and were last seen firing into a swarm of the creatures.

The shuttle didn’t need two pilots and as it floated round in orbit waiting for a rescue ship, the radio picking up nothing but static, Cassandra dreamt that she had refused to board the shuttle, that she was still on the ground holding back wave after wave of the ugly creatures. Often she woke feeling that a sword had been thrust into her stomach or sharp teeth had sliced into her throat.

Back on Earth the countless questions, therapy sessions, interviews, they all kept it alive kept the dreams real and now, with her unique experiences thrusting her up through the ranks, she is back as a sergeant ready to lead a troop down onto the moon. The other private that escaped was relieved from duty and undergoing treatment for posttraumatic shock, which only increased the pressure on Cassandra to accept the mission.

The hand between her breasts slowly moves gently cupping her naked breast and a leg rubs over her own. Hot air blows against her neck harder than before no longer the breath of sleep. “Not now, I’m not in the mood”.

The whisper replies: “I know but I think I could fix that.” The hand squeezes her breast slightly, the fingers trying to arouse her nipple.

“You don’t understand, I’ve been down there before, I’m going back. You probably won’t ever go down to the surface, you’re just a vet.” She pulls the hand away.

“I do understand, I’ve shared your bed for the past few months, I’ve been woken by your screams in the night. I’ve seen how you stare down at the surface. But I’ve also seen how you can forget about it all, how I can make you forget about it.” Lips press against her neck softly.

She moans and squirms the thought of those brief moments when she truly forgets the horror so enticing. She stretches her neck out letting the lips travel down to the hollow of her collarbone. The kisses seem to cover the sight of the aliens in a thin mist. Slowly the hand drifts down her front grazing softly over her stomach reaching down between her closed legs. Squeezed between the sensitive skin of her thighs unable to access further the fingers begin to thicken the mist wriggling trying to probe deeper. The lips move up her neck moving round to her throat. She turns to let the lips reach further round as she rolls onto her back letting her legs part slightly.



Marie is a vet, one of the best vets, she was specifically selected for her work with large predators. She is one of five experts chosen for the mission to study the aliens. Cassandra hadn’t really noticed her during the meetings back on Earth but when in a shuttle with only 100 others you get to know everyone quite quickly.

Marie had looked like a typical explorer type to Cassandra, unkempt, blonde hair, naturally pale skin dyed red by the sun, round glasses that didn’t suit her face, she had the body of someone who spends most of their time walking through jungles. It was only with spending time together that Cassandra began to notice the details that made her stand out. It began with her personality: Marie had a very dirty sense of humour, at first she came across as a slut who had slept with half the men aboard but Cassandra soon saw past that.

Over the following weeks Cassandra began noticing more and more about Marie: the way she drinks to hide her laughter or an inappropriate smile; the way she flicks at a piece of hair hanging over her face when she is nervous despite the fact that she no longer has the hair hanging down. It wasn’t until a month went by that she noticed her body, probably due to the suits not being that flattering, they were scheduled to exercise at the same time.

The gym was the only place where the ship was warm enough to not need the suits, Marie stripped out of hers revealing a sleeveless cotton top that just covered a thong. The lack of shorts would have surprised Cassandra if they hadn’t become such great friends and the gym only held two so they were alone. As they worked out on the weight machines Cassandra found herself staring at Marie’s ass, it was tight and perfectly round. She found herself having feelings that she hadn’t felt since college when she had a crush on a girl from her dorm, she never acted on the feelings but would often find herself daydreaming about her while having sex with her boyfriend.

The small gym had quickly got hot and they both sweated a lot. As Marie’s top got wet it clung to her body tighter as if slowly trying to emphasise her breasts that were naked beneath. They were full and pert and although they should have looked out of place on someone with such scrawny arms, they suited her perfectly. As Cassandra watched the nipples they seemed to slowly harden as Marie exercised, the dark discs surrounding them slowly becoming visible through the thin wet material.

That was nearly two months into the journey it was a further two months before Marie made a move, to the surprise of Cassandra who had decided Marie was straight. Now she was naked in her bed in a room they shared on the space station, they got a room together due to being the only women who ranked higher than private rather than because their relationship which they naturally kept secret. For the last two months of the journey they snuck around like school kids with no place they could really be alone for long.



Marie’s fingers find their way between the folds of Cassandra’s flesh to find the moist flesh beneath and as they press against her clit the mist surrounding the aliens thickens. The fingers are gentle but urgent, moving deftly over her clit her body shuddering in response to the touch.

Cassandra quickly warms to Marie’s touch, their lips pressing together tingling with the sudden heat against them. Marie’s tongue slides out between her lips probing into Cassandra’s mouth to be met by her tongue eager to be caressed.

Marie half rolls onto Cassandra letting her mouth press harder her tongue to delve deeper and her fingers to roam deeper. Her fingertips dip into Cassandra’s moisture that is slowly building between her legs, drawing it up to her clit making it slip and squirm beneath her fingers.

Cassandra slides a hand up Marie’s smooth back, her fingers delving into her hair letting her pull Marie onto her willingly letting herself be crushed. Her free hand sliding over Marie’s smooth tight ass, her fingers finding the sensitive skin between her round cheeks, the fingers stretching to reach round further to slide into her but unable to quite reach. Her finger nails gently scraping at the lips protecting her opening causing her to twitch but unable to gain access.

Marie slides two fingers into Cassandra pushing them deep into her body stroking the flesh inside her drawing out her juices feeling them running down her hands. Her hand trying to push deeper her fingers on the outside bending awkwardly but she still pushes deeper Cassandra’s muscles clamping onto her fingers trying to pull them in further.

Moving down Cassandra’s body Marie’s lips move to Cassandra’s hard nipple her lips closing round it sucking gently to draw it deeper before her teeth gently grip it letting her tongue move rapidly over the tip. Her free hand squeezes Cassandra’s other breast the flesh squeezed up between her spread fingers like a soft pillow.

Marie draws her leg up between Cassandra’s making it looked bleached white surrounded by the naturally olive legs of Cassandra. Her knee pushes her hand deeper into Cassandra almost bending her fingers backwards to let them force there way in.

The rhythmic moving of the fingers within her and the tongue flicking quickly over her nipple causes Cassandra’s body to begin to loose control as her muscles begin to convulse around Marie’s fingers and her back arches push her squash her breast into Marie’s face. Her body starts seeking an orgasm almost as if completely separate from her mind, needing the climax to satisfy its own need.

Marie responds to Cassandra’s body, her fingers building up speed, her nails scratching inside her exciting the flesh, her teeth tightening round Cassandra’s nipple, pinching it almost to the point of hurting Cassandra, but knowing that at this point Cassandra has no control over her body and won’t feel any pain.

Cassandra grabs Marie’s hand that is between her thighs and she pulls it into her hard as she grinds against it, her muscles convulsing rapidly, crushing the two fingers inside her. Cassandra’s body finally manages to grasp its prey and every muscle in her body shakes uncontrollably as her orgasm races through her body.

With Cassandra bucking beneath her Marie pulls back, watching her in throes of orgasm, her body shining with a thin layer of sweat built up despite the coldness of the room. Her breasts bouncing back and forth the nipples standing so proud they look like they are perched on top and could fall off if the movement became any more violent.

Cassandra’s body slowly calms down until only her heavy breathing causes the movement as her lungs grope for oxygen.

Marie moves so she is kneeling beside Cassandra her knees pressed gently into her side. She leans over Cassandra’s stomach and begins to kiss the tight muscles beneath her quivering skin. Her lips slowly move downwards over her navel down to the soft patch of downy pubic hair her tongue peeking out to sample the salty sweetness that covers her body.

As Marie’s mouth travels further down Cassandra’s body she turns away till her ass is facing Cassandra. She slides her hand over the curve of Marie’s ass before sliding her fingers between Marie’s engorged lips. With her fingers covered in Marie’s lubrication they slide easily against the wet flesh, finding the hard nub with their tips.

Guided by Cassandra, Marie puts her leg over so she is on her hands and knees with Cassandra beneath her. Marie begins to kiss the sensitive skin of Cassandra’s thighs her lips soft and gentle. Cassandra reflects Marie’s actions her tongue darting out to lick the soft skin.

Marie lets a steady stream of cool air run between Cassandra’s folds of flesh surrounding the throb within. The current of air swirls between the lips, encircling the clitoris, running over the wet glistening flesh. The breath causes Cassandra to shudder and in response she jerks her face up into Marie, her mouth closes round the enlarged clit as she sucks in air due to her surprise. Marie gasps at having Cassandra’s face buried between her legs and responds in kind, her tongue delving into Cassandra’s hot, slippery hole.

They both hold the other’s thighs letting them force their faces harder against the each other. Cassandra closing her lips tight round Marie’s clit trying not to let it slip free so that her tongue can focus on it; Marie forcing her tongue into Cassandra pushing it deep into the wet ring of muscles.

Marie pulls her face back, her tongue pulling strands of Cassandra’s cum from the hole as it leaves till they are stretched too thin and break running down and between Cassandra’s ass. She curls her arm round beneath Cassandra’s leg letting her fingers gain access to the pulsating hole her tongue has just left, sliding them in deep while her tongue’s attention moves to the clit throbbing before her.

Cassandra mimics Marie’s movement pushing two fingers deep inside her, releasing the flow of fluids that runs down over her face covering her lips that still retain their grip on the slippery throbbing clit while her tongue lashes at it.

Their bodies begin to pulsate and grind against each other in unison, each sucking licking and probing the other in time with their pants for oxygen and moans of pleasure.

Marie begins to push herself down on Cassandra harder as her body approaches climax. Her face buries deeper in Cassandra and her thighs grip Cassandra’s head tighter. Her juices begin to flow freely from her, bubbling round Cassandra’s fingers and soaking her face.

The orgasm pounces on Marie hard and fast she screams into Cassandra her face surrounded in hot flesh. The flow of her juices turns into a torrent of white water gurgling from between and around Cassandra’s fingers, the course spurred on by the rapidly contracting and relaxing muscles squeezing the fingers tightly.

Cassandra relinquishes her grip on Marie’s clitoris to let her lap at the juice running from Marie. Initially she had been surprised by Marie’s orgasms but now she simply accepts it and enjoys the feeling of knowing she is the cause of the reaction, the taste filling her mouth as it runs down her throat.

Spurred on by her climax Marie works harder and faster on Cassandra, her finger roughly pistoning into her while her tongue licks furiously at the tip of the bright red clit, the blood rushing through it causing it to pulsate and making it almost glow.

With the increased attention from Marie, Cassandra finds her second orgasm of the night approaching. The fingers within her working furiously again, the tongue manipulating her engorged clitoris

Cassandra lets her head fall back to the bed her breathing laboured and then she finally climaxes again. It forces a low scream from her body that echoes in the cold metal room. Her wrinkled fingers fall from Marie’s body as her breath leaves her body in a long steady stream as her body slowly settles down.

Marie rolls off leaving them lying top-to-toe both exhausted from their activity. “See, now don’t you feel better” Marie speaks without looking at Cassandra, she just gazes up at the metallic ceiling.

“You make me feel wonderful, but it’s going to take a lot more than that to make me forget permanently.” Already Cassandra’s mind is beginning to de mist and the aliens start to emerge.

Marie rolls onto her side facing Cassandra “Don’t worry when this is over I’ll take you back to my place and introduce you to my toy collection. Until then you’re just going to have to be brave for me.” She kisses Cassandra’s foot then falls back onto her back.