2-in-1: Planet sEx & Observation Deck

By Juliet Cardin

Planet sEX Lisia is chosen for her great beauty to serve in Aphrodite's Temple on Planet Ex. In exchange for her loyalty, she is granted anything her heart desires. What Lisia wants is Dayton. Unobtainable on Earth, he is recreated as a droid to service her needs on Planet Ex. Lisia is thrilled with her man-toy and enjoys his full attention and absolute obedience to slaking her uninhibited desires. But alas, he is not real. Dayton, though a well-crafted piece of machinery, is cold comfort to the hot-blooded Lisia. So, what a pleasant surprise she gets when her man-toy suddenly becomes all that she desires...and more. Observation Deck Holly and her co-workers' covert mission is to study Planet Geor and its inhabitants. The tribe situated right outside their observation deck consists of about fifteen primitive, beautiful, and lusty males and females. The crew has trouble focusing on their work with so many enticing distractions going on outside. Finally overcome by her urges, Holly decides to sneak outside naked and join the tribe in their nightly orgy, but when she attempts to return to the station, she realizes the door is locked. Will the rest of her mission be jeopardized because she gave in to her lusty desires?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Torrid Books
• Release date: Mar 1, 2015
• ISBN: 9781633555822

Juliet Cardin

Juliet is an award-winning author of several bestselling novels and short stories. She lives in Ontario with her husband, cat and dog. You can check out Juliet's website to see what she's been up to. http://JulietCardinWebsite.Yolasite.com

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PLANET sEX

by

Juliet Cardin

Chapter 1

What could be better than having the man of your dreams sprawled out on the floor with his head buried between your thighs?

Not much, I assure you.

As I lay back, caught in the throes of euphoric ecstasy, mindless of anything but the titillating sensations coursing through my loins, I couldn’t help but feel a blissful surge of triumph. At last, at long last, my heart’s desire lay conquered and in servitude to my every want and whim, right where he belonged, at my feet.

Alas, if only this were real.

Certainly, he felt real enough. The dark brown tousled locks upon his head, where my hands were buried, urging him onward, felt real. His lips and tongue laving my pussy with uninhibited abandon sure felt real.

His warm naked body, glistening with scented oil, undeniably moved like a human male. The long index finger he even now inserted inside my moist awaiting center, was strong and determined, as though he made up his own mind. All of this was mine to control.

Yes, Dayton! I hissed at him, lost in the moment. Forgetting the man at my feet would be nothing more than a hard, cold, piece of ingeniously crafted machinery as soon as I was through with him.

He lifted his head to stare at me desperately, the way he’d been designed, as though there were nothing in the world he desired more than to be buried deep within me.

Please, let me fuck you, I beg you! he gasped, slipping a second finger into me.

Yes. Yes, you may fuck me. Hard, Dayton! Hard!

He rose up, leaning over me as I lay further back on the firm lounge chair. He plunged his hard cock deep inside me with a thrust, filling me completely. One tanned muscular arm balanced up over my head, the other, at my hip, supporting his body so his heaviness wouldn’t rest upon me. Despite my daintiness, he fucked me hard, with abandon, the way I’d directed him to on many occasions. The other women liked to play the weak, helpless maidens with their males, pretending to be delicate and chaste, but I liked it rough. Though they’d never admit it, I bet they ordered their men to take them hard once in a while, just as I did.

Dayton had even been in my ass.

I loved getting it on those nights when I was feeling especially uninhibited. I’d even let him tie me up and spank me too.

There was no fear he would hurt me. He was completely mine to command. Every whim, every desire, every fantasy, he was designed to meet the task, and greet it with eagerness. I was everything to him. His entire world. He existed for my pleasure.

When I was finished with him, I would send him back into the closet, where he could plug himself in and recharge.

I love you, he ground out between expertly placed thrusts. I love you.

I’d instructed him to say these words to me as I came. He knew exactly the right moment. He would stroke me savagely until I cried out with release, and then he would slow his pace and ride out the torrent with me, panting gently and speaking sweetly.

If only he were real.

He lay with me a moment, then rose to kneel on the floor by my