Midway to Mars

Ilaa guided herself down through the scuttle, her hands gripping the rails of the ladder lightly. The trick to weightlessness was slow, even, and controlled movements. To much force, to fast, or even a momentary lapse of attention would find you bouncing off a surface or worse, stranded mid air with no way to reach any handholds.

"Ilaa," Doug said pleasantly when he saw her drifting head first into the gym, "How are you?"

Doug was sitting on one of the rowing machines, a belt around his waist to hold him down and wearing only his ships issue unisex boxers. Ilaa smiled at him and took a moment to admire the way his pecs and shoulders flexed and moved while he repeatedly pulled back on the handles of his 'oars'.

"I am fine," Ilaa replied in her lilting, clipped Indian accent, "It is good Anjali found the problem with the hydroponics, we will have cherry tomatoes again soon!"

Ilaa gave a small shove away from the access ladder that ran the length of the ship from top to bottom and drifted through the air to one of the treadmills. The gym was much larger than what was needed, the normal crew compliment of fifty having been reduced to only six to allow critically needed cargo to be included on this run.

"That's good to hear," Doug replied, his skin gleaming with a sheen of sweat, "A hundred more days, a little over halfway there."

Doug snorted as Ilaa took off her one piece light blue ships suit, Ilaa glancing up quickly.

"What is it?" Ilaa asked with a surprised and hurt expression.

"What?" Doug replied in surprise himself and glanced over to see Ilaa covering herself wearing only a sports bra and unisex boxers, "Oh! I was just thinking I've never been so preoccupied with counting days since I had short timers syndrome in the military!"

"Ah, you were not remarking on my lack of clothing, then," Ilaa replied and buckled the belt that was already attached to the treadmill about her waist.

She adjusted the tension on the elastic bands pulling her down until she had the desired resistance and then glanced over to see Doug watching her with a smile.

"I would never be so rude, Ilaa," Doug replied and leered good naturedly at her chest, "If I were so stupid I might have less opportunities to see you without your ship suit!"

Ilaa rolled her eyes and turned the treadmill on, the machine starting off at a slow walk. She reached out to retrieve her ships suite where it was floating, arms and legs waving like a strange blue octopus and tied the sleeves around the grab bar of the treadmill.

With water severely rationed and constantly recycled laundry was a luxury, everyone adopting the habit of using the gym in only their small clothes, or in Malik and Jessica's cases, even less. The argument was that it helped to keep their one piece ship suits clean without the need of constantly washing them. An argument that Doug for one was not going to examine to closely with such other lovely assets to examine when the women did their part to conserve water.

Although Ilaa was also convinced there were other reasons than water conservation as she glanced down at her chest, her large D cup breasts barely contained by her sports bra as they bounced up and down and then over to see Doug smiling and leering.

"Do you have any free time after you're finished exercising?" Doug asked casually.

Ilaa felt a thrill of excitement and reached a hand out to increase the speed of the treadmill to a fast walk. She considered only for a moment, the tightness between her thighs announcing her decision, if only to herself.

"Caelan and I have already spent time together after breakfast," Ilaa replied with a shrug.

"Ah, ok," Doug said with a look of disappointment.

"I do not say I have no free time to spend with you," Ilaa added quickly, her eyes glancing down to Doug's boxers and the slight tent that was already visible in the cloth, "I only wish to tell you that Caelan and I have spent time together already and I have not yet washed after he has finished."

"Oh," Doug said, his eyebrows rising as he watched Ilaa with a grin.

"I would enjoy spending time with you, if you wish," Ilaa added.

Doug shook his head while he was still grinning.

"Do you know how much that sounds like some of the pre mission selection psych questions we had to answer?" Doug asked with a laugh, his eyes still focused on Ilaa's bouncing breasts.

"I... what?" Ilaa asked in confusion.

"All those odd, out of the blue psych questions that focused on sexuality and behaviors and norms," Doug replied with a grin, "I'm pretty sure I remember at least two about multiple partners!"

Ilaa felt her face flush and hoped that Doug wouldn't notice with her bronze skin tone.

"Yes, I remember that question," Ilaa replied, "What was your answer?"

"Of course I would," Doug said without hesitation, "Two... or more consenting adults, there's absolutely nothing wrong with that. Although I've always wondered what the answers the shrinks were looking for were."

"You accept... what do you call... sloppy seconds?" Ilaa asked, her nipples dimpling the tight fabric of her sports bra as she bumped up the speed of the treadmill to a jog, "You are Ok with this?

"And we are as you say halfway to Huygens Landing, we have all become familiar with each other, intimately familiar, yes? What answers do you think the 'shrinks' were looking for beyond the truth you keep in your heart?"

"I have absolutely no problem taking turns," Doug replied with a wide smile while he continued to row, "It's only neighborly, and I certainly don't mind jumping in the canoe after you've already been paddling for a while and have managed to get a little wet. And yea, I kind of got the impression from some friends who had already made it to Huygens that they were filtering for a more open mindset sexually and less for rigid ideas based around religious and moral beliefs."

"Which is why we Indians have such an advantage in mission selection!" Ilaa replied and reached out to hit the off button on her treadmill, "We of Kamadeva and the Kamasutra. You distract me from my exercise, Doug."

The moment the treadmill came to a stop Ilaa pulled her sports bra over her head, her D cup breasts bouncing, shifting and moving independently of each other while Doug smiled and watched.

"Well, we can't have that, now can we," Doug replied and stopped rowing.

Ilaa took another moment to release the belt around her waist, the motion causing her to bounce upward into the air until she reached a bare foot out to catch at the grab bar of the exercise machine. She pulled herself gently back towards the floor while at the same time removing her unisex boxers. It wasn't the first time Doug had seen Ilaa nude or even the first time he had made love with her, everyone aboard having swapped around, mixed and matched in so many combinations it didn't even draw raised eyebrows to be seen nude, but he still loved her bronzed skin, the way her D cup breasts moved and shifted in the microgravity, and the smooth swell of her mound, her inner lips always visible peaking out between her cleft even before she spread her legs.

If intended or not, the mission profile had ended up putting six people together who had absolutely no issues being sexual either as a group or like now, as individual couples.

Doug stopped rowing and lifted his hips to pull his unisex boxers off, the belt attached to elastic bands pulling him back down against the rowing bench. He began to take the belt off until Ilaa shook her head.

"No, wait," Ilaa said and held out a hand towards him as she drifted through the air.

Doug paused and held out his hand in return, their fingers entwining so that Doug could pull Ilaa towards him. Ilaa had to use Doug's arm as leverage to twist her torso until she caught her toes beneath the elastic band still holding Doug down. With two points of contact she quicky guided herself around and down, a hand reaching down to take Doug's already hard length and place it at her opening before using her feet to pull herself down onto him.

"Ummmm," Doug moaned softly as her wet heat embraced his length and reached out to embraced Ilaa with his arms.

Ilaa leaned in to kiss Doug's lips, her fingers working at the belt around his waist until she had it free.

"I thought you said you didn't want me to take it off," Doug whispered, his hands gripping Ilaa's waist to keep himself inside of her warm and very juicy sheath.

"One of us, yes," Ilaa said and after freeing Doug attached the belt around her own waist.

The elastic pulled Ilaa down pressing Doug's length inside of her while her weight and the elastic held him against the bench. She began to rock her hips, Doug's length slipping and moving inside of her while he leaned forward to take one of her dark black nipples into his mouth.

"Yes, hard!" Ilaa moaned as Doug suckled at her teat, Doug increasing the pressure and using is teeth to worry at her tender flesh.

Ilaa began to use her legs to lift up and then allow the elastic bands to pull her down, even reaching down to adjust the tension so that the force of each downward stroke plunged Doug's length to the hilt. With his body trapped beneath her, Doug took the opportunity to use his fingernails to run up and down her sides while she bounced up and down on his length.

"Unh! Unh! Unh! Uhn!" Ilaa cried out without trying to contain the volume of her voice as it echoed through the gym.

"Oh, my god!" Jessica cried out, Doug glancing over to see just her head poking through the scuttle with a grin from ear to ear, "What is going on in here!"

"I am enjoying my exercise!" Ilaa cried out, her eyes tightly closed as she used her legs to rise up and allow the elastic bands to pull her back down, "You will just have to wait until I am done to take your turn!"

"Such a lusty wench, she is," Caelan added when his head popped through the scuttle next to Jessica's, "She said as much taking advantage of me only this morning!"

Doug laughed while he looked over at Jessica's and Caelan's upside down heads, her dark brown hair and pale, milky skin a huge contrast to Caelan's red hair and freckled, flushed complexion.

"in our out, you make my head spin looking at you upside down," Ilaa demanded while still bouncing up and down on Doug's length.

"You certainly like it in," Jessica declared and then bumped Caelan aside with her shoulder so that she could pull herself through the scuttle, "Ladies first, and then we can see if you still have a little Irish pep still in you!"

Jessica pulled herself into the gym headfirst, her hair still cropped close to her skull while Caelan had let his begin to regrow.

"That looks like fun!" Jessica exclaimed while she watched Ilaa and Doug making love, the belt attached around Ilaa's waist letting her be much more forceful and active than what was normal in the microgravity of the ship.

"Ahhh... no... complaints from... me," Doug gasped, his fingernails still grazing up and down Ilaa's sweaty flanks.

Caelan pulled himself into the gym right behind Jessica and then launched himself across the room, his soaring flight letting him tackle Jessica who let out a squeal of delight. Instantly the two were entangled in a nest of arms and legs while floating in midair, their hands quickly working to remove their ships suits and undergarments. Doug watched avidly as Jessica and Caelan maneuvered, their bodies twisting about while they floated in midair before finally managing to couple. Jessica moaned loudly and wrapped her legs around Caelan's waist to hold him inside of her while he wrapped his arms around her torso to pull her close to kiss.

Everyone on board had learned early on that being energetic while making love only tended to send the amorous couple flying apart, that it took real effort for the men to not only penetrate their partners, but then to stay inside of them while trying to thrust. Doug watched Jessica's tall, lithe body with her arms and legs around Caelan's shorter, stocky build as he held onto her in turn and moved slowly and gently. Passions ardent furor banked to a slow, steady burn, lovers forced to go slow, to savor the pleasure they gave each other in a slow buildup to what Doug knew could be some spectacular crescendos.

Doug pulled his attention away from Jessica and Caelan to look up at Ilaa who was gazing at the two lovers floating in midair, the lap belt allowing her to be so much more energetic than the lovers drifting in the air. Doug smiled and took both of Ilaa's breasts in his hands, squeezing and kneading them while she rode up and down on his length. Ilaa glanced down at him for a moment before returning her attention to Jessica and Caelan. Ilaa suddenly changed from bouncing up and down on Doug to simply sitting on his length while letting the waist belt pull her tight against him while thrusting her hips.

"Just like that!" Doug gasped, able to feel himself moving inside of Ilaa and even feeling his glans pressing against her cervix when she thrust forward.

If it was painful at all for Ilaa, she didn't show it, her thrusts picking up speed and her hands reaching down to press against Doug's pecs while he continued to rake his nails over her flesh. Jessica and Caelan still floated free, drifting gently closer while they made love much slower, their mouth's never parting.

"Oh... yes!" Ilaa cried out and reached out to grab Jessica's foot when the two lovers floated closer, pulling both until Jessica and Caelan's bodies were pressed against Ilaa.

The wet sounds of sex and loud moans filled the gym, Doug watching as Ilaa gently nudged Jessica's foot and leg to spin her and Caelan around. Once the couple were facing away, Ilaa and Doug both had an unobstructed view of Caelan's shaft slipping in and out of Jessica's vulva that was tightly stretched around his girth.

"Mmmmm", Ilaa moaned even louder, her eyes never leaving Caelan's shaft and Jessica's stretched vulva.

"Enjoyin' the view?" Caelan said with a laugh.

"Who knew some Irishman's ass would present such a beautiful vista!" Doug shot back, his eyes tracking Caelan's glistening wet shaft slipping in and out of Jessica's tightly stretched vulva.

Ilaa stretched her hand out, her fingernails grazing first over Caelan's balls covered in a peach fuzz of red hair and ten trailing over his shaft, his body jerking for a moment before he began to thrust into Jessica a bit more forcefully. The motion threatened to move the couple out of Doug's view until he reached out to take Jessica's foot, squeezing her instep gently while holding her steady. Doug was surprised at how much he enjoyed the close up view of Caelan's dick slipping in and out of Jessica's tightly stretched vulva and even caught himself wondering what the milky ring of cream three quarters up the bottom of Caelan's shaft would taste like. Ilaa seemed to enjoy the view as well, her hips thrusting faster and harder to press Doug inside of her, his and Ilaa's pleasure quickly building.

"I'm going to cum soon," Doug confessed a minute later.

All three women on the journey had been given implants to prevent pregnancy in route, implants that would be removed within the first week of their arrival at Huygens Landing to ensure the colonies continued growth, but for now there was no chance of pregnancy. Add the fact that all colonists underwent complete and exhaustive physicals and there was no chance of STD's allowed for as much sexual freedom as had ever been had.

"I wish to feel you inside of me," Ilaa moaned, her breasts bouncing crazily moving independently from its twin while she thrust her hips back and forth, "Fill me with your seed if you wish!"

"That is so hot to hear someone say that!" Jessica moaned, "I will never, ever get tired of making love together! Cum in my pussy, Caelan! I want to feel you cum in my pussy!"

Caelan moaned and began to thrust harder, Doug having to grip Jessica's foot tighter to hold her steady. Doug watched Caelan's dick raptly and was even able to see Jessica's sphincter squeezing rhythmically in time with Caelan's thrust when he felt a surge of pleasure.

"I'm cumming!" Doug declared, one arm wrapped around Ilaa's sweaty waist while he tried to hold onto Jessica's foot with his other hand.

Doug stiffened and thrust up into Ilaa who pressed her hips forward and held herself still, Doug's dick giving several jerks as he spilled his seed into Ilaa's body.

"Yessssss!" Ilaa moaned and suddenly leaned down to kiss Doug's mouth, her tongue pressing deep.

"Don't stop! Don't stop! Don't stop!" Jessica cried out, her body bending and twisting while she floated in midair as her own orgasm swept over her.

"Look! Caelan's seed!" Ilaa suddenly exclaimed.

Doug glanced from Ilaa who he had just been kissing over to see Caelan's balls squeezing, a milky cream covering his entire shaft as he continued to thrust into Jessica. Even while Doug watched the milky cream spilled from around Caelan's shaft coating Jessica's stretched vulva to cover her inner thighs, perineum and still squeezing sphincter. A milky droplet broke free and began to drift through the air until Ilaa reached out to retrieve it on the tip of her finger and bring it to her mouth to suck clean.

"Mmmmmmm," Ilaa moaned softly while sucking her finger.

"My god!" Malik's voice suddenly boomed causing Doug to jerk in surprise and Ilaa to squeal at the sudden thrust, "Do not tell me you four are making a mess in the gym! You're gonna have cum and pussy juice floating around covering everything in here!

"And you didn't invite Anjali or me!"

Doug grinned at Malik's dark black face poking through the scuttle before the larger than life African American pulled himself through into the gym with a glare.

"Huh," Malik said as soon as he saw Ilaa strapped and held in place on top of Doug, "That's... damn, why didn't I think of that!"

"If you wish to add to the mess, we will just have to make Doug move," Ilaa said and then started tickling Doug in the short ribs.

"Stop!" Doug cried out while choking back a laugh, Ilaa lifting herself up so that he slipped free of her body, "My god, woman, you're insatiable!

"Just so you know, you'll make the third load to fill her today!"

"Mmm, nice and wet and tight," Malik declared, his white teeth shining in his face as he grinned, "Sounds perfect! Move your ass, Doug!"

Doug grinned and managed to use his hands to push out from beneath Ilaa, the sudden movement casting him adrift in midair until Jessica reached out to grab his arm. The motion sent Jessica, Caelan and Doug spinning, Jessica pulling Doug in until he found himself wrapped in her arms and taking turns with Caelan kissing her lips with his sweaty skin pressed against both of them. As soon as Doug was out of the way Malik shoved off the wall much faster than what was normal, his soaring passaging raising a breeze when he flew past Jessica, Caelan and Doug. He caught himself as he slammed into the rowing machine and was reaching up to unzip his ships suit before he had even come to a stop.

"I heard my name," Anjali said, her head popping up from the floor scuttle where she had been on Engineering Watch, "I find it rude to talk about someone behind their back!"

Doug took a moment to pull away from Jessica and watch Anjali pull herself up into the gym. Her skin was a lovely bronze similar to Ilaa's, even their silky black hair close to the same, but where Ilaa was short and pleasantly plump, Anjali was nearly as tall as Jennifer.

"I love our all hands crew meetings!" Malik declared, his hands going to Ilaa's breasts and squeezing while he straddled the rowing bench.

"I too would like to be invited in future all hands crew meetings!" Anjali said wile unzipping her ships suit.

"I'm sorry, Anjali," Jessica said sincerely when the threesome she was currently entangled in rotated so that Jessica could see Anjali, "This wasn't really a planned meeting so to speak."

"And who will join with me?" Anjali asked plaintively while slipping off her unisex boxers, her small A cup breasts not needing a sports bra to contain them.

Anjali was watching Malik and Ilaa, Malik slipping beneath Ilaa so that she could climb on top and use the waist band to pull her down as she let his erection slip inside of her with a loud moan.

"Give me a moment to... ah... catch my breath?" Doug said.

"Or I, lass," Caelan added.

"I would enjoy both of your attentions if you'll share me between you," Anjali replied, a hand reaching out to hold herself steady against the ceiling.

"Oh, aye," Caelan instantly replied.

"Of course," Doug added with a smile.

"In the mean time while these two recover, will you let me... join you?" Jessica asked with a smile.

"I would enjoy that very much," Anjali replied and held out a hand.

"You mind pulling your limp manhood out of me?" Jennifer asked and gave Caelan a gently push to send him floating away.

Doug laughed at Caelan's scandalized expression and released Jessica with a gentle push of his own to send her drifting towards Anjali. The push also shoved Doug towards the wall where he grabbed a handhold to watch Anjali and Jessica. Anjali smiled and held out a foot towards Jessica who captured it in both her hands. She took a moment to pull Anjali's foot up to her lips and kiss her instep, her tongue slipping momentarily between Anjali's toes before walking her hands up Anjali's thighs to pull them into a tight embrace.

"I'd never thought ta be disappointed to see the trip ta Huygens Landing come ta'end," Caelan said while holding onto the wall a few feet from Doug.

"I've heard stories from a few friends," Doug replied, his eyes glancing from Jessica and Anjali who were still embracing and kissing to Illa and Malik, Malik now pinned to the rowing bench while Illa rode on top of him.

"I've heard a few of me own," Caelan replied and grinned when Jessica pulled away from Anjali so that the two women could rotate in midair until their faces were between each other's thighs, "Stories a women mad with wantin babies with no particulars about who puts em there. What've you heard?'

"Close to the same," Doug replied and reached down to take himself in hand and squeeze his still wet, flaccid dick, "Ilaa said something..."

Caelan glanced over at Doug, his eyes flickering down to Doug's hand for a moment before reaching down to grip his own length.

"Aye?" Caelan said while he returned his attention to Anjali and Jessica.

From his angle Caelan had a view of the top of Anjali's head, her short cropped glossy black hair that she was still growing out blocking what was between Jessica's thighs. He took a deep breath and squeezed his length hard when he caught a glimpse of Anjali using her tongue to lap up the white cream that coated the inside of Jessica's thigh.

"I've always thought I managed to play the pre mission shrinks," Doug continued, "But Ilaa...

"What if the shrinks got exactly what they wanted?"

"What'd that be?" Caelan asked, Ilaa's loud moans filling the compartment as she rode on top of Malik.

"Did they ask you about a book, 'Sex at Dawn?" Doug asked and then continued before Caelan could answer, "They asked if I'd read it and my opinions.

"What if the shrinks were looking for a sexually liberal group of men and women, baby mad women and men who wouldn't mind sharing to give them all the babies they could desire?"

"Then I'll have ta be buyin'em a drink if they ever bother to move to Huygens Landing," Caelan replied, his dick swelling while he played with himself.

Doug glanced over at Caelan and then back to Jessica and Anjali, their heads still buried firmly between each other's thighs while they drifted gently across the room. He gave his own rapidly swelling dick a squeeze and wondered when Anjali be content with licking Jessica clean.

"Here's to buying those god damn, annoying, prying, nosy shrinks a beer when they show up!" Doug replied.

Anjali pulled her head up for a moment and glanced over at Doug and Caelan, her eyes flickering to both men's growing erections with a covetous leer before returning her attention to Jessica's cummy pussy, the room still filled with Ilaa's loud moans and Malik's grunts.

"Ya truly think it'll be much the same when we arrive?" Caelan asked while he flogged his growing erection.

"One can only hope," Doug shot back while he continued to jerk himself off.