ban-one
Works for panties
Man, “‘Space: the final frontier.’ That’s the way every ‘Star Trek’ Captain began the show’s opening credits, but I doubt they saw the ‘final frontier’ the way I did. Stuck in a tiny space ship on a five-month mission with just one other soul, a scientist, to accompany me. And they all ended it pretty much the same, ‘to boldly go where no man has gone before.’” The Captain continues, “To boldly go where no man has gone before, indeed, for my companion for the mission was a woman. But not just any woman. The young, hot librarian type in her mid-twenties, with those thin, modern glasses that look oh so hot and her hair up in a bun. The type of woman that you just knew wore sexy underwear underneath her conservative clothing and had a whole ‘nother side to her once she took off her glasses, let her long, blonde hair down, and stepped away from her science. And there we were, together, alone, for five months, with strict rules of no fraternization.
“This would seem a difficult enough proposition to most men, to be stuck with such an attractive woman but not be able to touch her, but made an impossibility for me by our location. For you see, in space, there is no gravity, and with no gravity, Newtonian laws truly apply and can be fully appreciated, as certain parts of the female anatomy really come alive. According to Newton’s first and third laws, ‘a body remains constant unless the body is acted upon by an external *****,’ and ‘the mutual ****** of action and reaction between two bodies are equal, opposite and collinear.’ Put simply, ‘a body in motion tends to stay in motion’ and ‘for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.’ Boy did he get that right, and I was getting a lesson in Newtonian law that I had only wished I had gotten in school, using breasts as demonstrational teaching aids.
“It would be hard- er, difficult enough if all I had to deal with were her wonderful mounds moving teasingly under her spacesuit, but oh, no. This beautiful, blonde scientist was always hot, and to remedy the problem, her solution was to lower her zipper and her suit to her waist, revealing her impressive zero-G jugs in her sexy, black lace bra, I just knew she wore- had to wear. She proved quite the distraction with her ample breasts now out of her suit, but her sexy bra did little to restrain her, and often her tits would float out from her movements to be fully free. After a few times of repacking herself, just to have her tits float out again a few minutes later, she ditched the bra all together and put a piece of tape over her hard nipples- the only thing about her that would be cold- to not be ‘exposed.’ Weightlessness did things to her breasts that you can only imagine and then doubled. It would be hard enough to have her wonderful mounds so exposed if she were motionless, but one is never truly motionless in space. Your heart beats, your chest rises and falls as you breathe. Her beating heart made her delightful mounds jiggle delicately with every beat, putting them in constant motion, and her breathing made them slosh in magnificent equal and opposite reaction, with no gravity to quell her tantalizing movements. God bless Newtonian physics.
“It’s more than any warm-blooded man could take, and all she was doing was sitting ‘still.’ But to do her job, she couldn’t just sit ‘still.’ Her breasts bobbed beautifully, sloshed magnificently, and quivered delightfully in response to every weightless movement she made, keeping her mammaries in a practically constant state of motion, despite her efforts to calm them that too fell by the wayside after having to do so every few minutes. Just the movement of her arm to write or manipulate the controls would set them off. Her arm would set the closest tit in motion ahead of the other, and they’d move independent of each other, a captivating sight as one breast bobbed up as the other bobbed down, all while jiggling and sloshing. She must have had real breasts from the way they moved, and I shudder to think what implants would have done to her glorious movements, as they would surely have made them tighter in her skin and restricted their movements. When I saw her on Earth and under the influence of its gravity, she had a very nice rack. But I swear weightlessness made them atleast two cup sizes larger. With such imposing features and captivating movements, it was no wonder I snapped...
As the blonde scientist works at a station with her spacesuit down to her waist, bra off, and her hard nipples covered by tape, the Captain floats up behind her, turns her to him, and kisses her as he pulls her close. As he kisses her, she kisses back, wraps her arms and legs around him to keep them from floating apart, and smiles feeling his erection pressing against her. She breaks their kiss to lean slightly away from him with a seductive smile and pulls off her glasses with one hand to let them float away as the other releases her hair. She shakes her head to free her hair to float as if in water, and leans back in as she wraps her arms around his shoulders to hold his head, breathlessly whispering with a smile, “It’s about fucking time,” before passionately kissing him. As they kiss, she slips a hand between them to get to his zipper to lower it, and with her holding them together with just her legs wrapped around him, they continue their kiss as she helps him out of his suit. With the Captain now out of his spacesuit from the waist up like her, she breaks their kiss with a smile as she leans back to rip the tape from her hard nipples, setting her mounds into wonderful motion, and she rises up to put her moving breasts in his face. She holds his head to press her mounds against him, and rotates her upper body back and forth, making her breasts dance magnificently with no gravity to restrict them as she slaps them against his face. As she slaps her breasts against his face, the Captain turns his head back and forth to try to capture one of her hard nipples in his mouth, and seeing his efforts, the scientist moves her arms to corral her swaying breasts, to allow him to lick, nibble, suckle, and tug gently on her teats, making her moan in pleasure.
She lets him have his way with her nipples, his playing setting her mounds into constant captivating motion, until she pulls her tit from his mouth to smile at him, and climbs down his body to fully remove him from his spacesuit and underwear, freeing his erection. His sack floats around a lot like her melons as she teasingly licks, nibbles, and sucks his balls, making him moan and run his hands through her floating hair. She sucks his entire sack into her mouth to suck and teasingly lick, and then pull her head pack to pop them from her mouth, making her smile seeing them continue to move like her breasts, and she then moves up him slightly to suck his cock into her mouth. She wraps her arms and legs around him to hold her on him as she begins to bob her head, making her breasts move as she takes him in a little further each time until he hits the back of her throat, making him groan and his hands to dig into her scalp. She smiles around his dick, sucks harder, presses him hard against the back of her throat, making him groan, and then shudder in pleasure as she spins herself on his rod, rubbing the head of his cock against the back of her throat. The blonde rotates herself around his erection a few times, before stopping herself with her oriented opposite to him, wraps her arms around him to hold her in place, and resumes bobbing her head to make him hit the back of her throat as she sucks and her breasts to move beautifully. With her lower body up to him but her legs not wrapping around him, the Captain takes the opportunity to fully remove her from her spacesuit, revealing the matching black lace thong panties underneath, and the scent of her wet and wanting pussy, as well as the sight of her round ass jiggling delightfully from her movements. He wraps his arms around her hips to help hold her in place, leans in close to take a slow, deep breath, taking in her wonderful scent, and begins to teasingly lick her clit through her panties, making her moan around his cock. He teasingly licks her through her panties for a few moments, wetting them with his saliva and her juices, before removing them from her, revealing her hairless and open cunt, and lets her panties float away. He pulls her closer to him to latch onto her clit with his mouth, to suckle and lick, making her moan, and further parts her pussy lips to slip a finger inside her moist hole, making her moan around him more. He slowly fingers her while continuing to please her clit with his mouth, his moving finger slinging pussy juice out of her with no gravity to form little jewels of goodness that grow as more droplets join together, while also make her butt jiggle more. The Captain continues to please the scientist as she pleases him, until he makes her cum, making her moan long and low, shudder in delightful full-body waves as her orgasm washes over her, and her contracting vagina to push out more of its lubricating juices to join what had already escaped. He continues to please her clit with his mouth as his finger continues to please her from inside, and when her climax ends, he releases her clit, and inhales, sucking the little jewels of her juice into his mouth to swallow.
“This would seem a difficult enough proposition to most men, to be stuck with such an attractive woman but not be able to touch her, but made an impossibility for me by our location. For you see, in space, there is no gravity, and with no gravity, Newtonian laws truly apply and can be fully appreciated, as certain parts of the female anatomy really come alive. According to Newton’s first and third laws, ‘a body remains constant unless the body is acted upon by an external *****,’ and ‘the mutual ****** of action and reaction between two bodies are equal, opposite and collinear.’ Put simply, ‘a body in motion tends to stay in motion’ and ‘for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.’ Boy did he get that right, and I was getting a lesson in Newtonian law that I had only wished I had gotten in school, using breasts as demonstrational teaching aids.
“It would be hard- er, difficult enough if all I had to deal with were her wonderful mounds moving teasingly under her spacesuit, but oh, no. This beautiful, blonde scientist was always hot, and to remedy the problem, her solution was to lower her zipper and her suit to her waist, revealing her impressive zero-G jugs in her sexy, black lace bra, I just knew she wore- had to wear. She proved quite the distraction with her ample breasts now out of her suit, but her sexy bra did little to restrain her, and often her tits would float out from her movements to be fully free. After a few times of repacking herself, just to have her tits float out again a few minutes later, she ditched the bra all together and put a piece of tape over her hard nipples- the only thing about her that would be cold- to not be ‘exposed.’ Weightlessness did things to her breasts that you can only imagine and then doubled. It would be hard enough to have her wonderful mounds so exposed if she were motionless, but one is never truly motionless in space. Your heart beats, your chest rises and falls as you breathe. Her beating heart made her delightful mounds jiggle delicately with every beat, putting them in constant motion, and her breathing made them slosh in magnificent equal and opposite reaction, with no gravity to quell her tantalizing movements. God bless Newtonian physics.
“It’s more than any warm-blooded man could take, and all she was doing was sitting ‘still.’ But to do her job, she couldn’t just sit ‘still.’ Her breasts bobbed beautifully, sloshed magnificently, and quivered delightfully in response to every weightless movement she made, keeping her mammaries in a practically constant state of motion, despite her efforts to calm them that too fell by the wayside after having to do so every few minutes. Just the movement of her arm to write or manipulate the controls would set them off. Her arm would set the closest tit in motion ahead of the other, and they’d move independent of each other, a captivating sight as one breast bobbed up as the other bobbed down, all while jiggling and sloshing. She must have had real breasts from the way they moved, and I shudder to think what implants would have done to her glorious movements, as they would surely have made them tighter in her skin and restricted their movements. When I saw her on Earth and under the influence of its gravity, she had a very nice rack. But I swear weightlessness made them atleast two cup sizes larger. With such imposing features and captivating movements, it was no wonder I snapped...
As the blonde scientist works at a station with her spacesuit down to her waist, bra off, and her hard nipples covered by tape, the Captain floats up behind her, turns her to him, and kisses her as he pulls her close. As he kisses her, she kisses back, wraps her arms and legs around him to keep them from floating apart, and smiles feeling his erection pressing against her. She breaks their kiss to lean slightly away from him with a seductive smile and pulls off her glasses with one hand to let them float away as the other releases her hair. She shakes her head to free her hair to float as if in water, and leans back in as she wraps her arms around his shoulders to hold his head, breathlessly whispering with a smile, “It’s about fucking time,” before passionately kissing him. As they kiss, she slips a hand between them to get to his zipper to lower it, and with her holding them together with just her legs wrapped around him, they continue their kiss as she helps him out of his suit. With the Captain now out of his spacesuit from the waist up like her, she breaks their kiss with a smile as she leans back to rip the tape from her hard nipples, setting her mounds into wonderful motion, and she rises up to put her moving breasts in his face. She holds his head to press her mounds against him, and rotates her upper body back and forth, making her breasts dance magnificently with no gravity to restrict them as she slaps them against his face. As she slaps her breasts against his face, the Captain turns his head back and forth to try to capture one of her hard nipples in his mouth, and seeing his efforts, the scientist moves her arms to corral her swaying breasts, to allow him to lick, nibble, suckle, and tug gently on her teats, making her moan in pleasure.
She lets him have his way with her nipples, his playing setting her mounds into constant captivating motion, until she pulls her tit from his mouth to smile at him, and climbs down his body to fully remove him from his spacesuit and underwear, freeing his erection. His sack floats around a lot like her melons as she teasingly licks, nibbles, and sucks his balls, making him moan and run his hands through her floating hair. She sucks his entire sack into her mouth to suck and teasingly lick, and then pull her head pack to pop them from her mouth, making her smile seeing them continue to move like her breasts, and she then moves up him slightly to suck his cock into her mouth. She wraps her arms and legs around him to hold her on him as she begins to bob her head, making her breasts move as she takes him in a little further each time until he hits the back of her throat, making him groan and his hands to dig into her scalp. She smiles around his dick, sucks harder, presses him hard against the back of her throat, making him groan, and then shudder in pleasure as she spins herself on his rod, rubbing the head of his cock against the back of her throat. The blonde rotates herself around his erection a few times, before stopping herself with her oriented opposite to him, wraps her arms around him to hold her in place, and resumes bobbing her head to make him hit the back of her throat as she sucks and her breasts to move beautifully. With her lower body up to him but her legs not wrapping around him, the Captain takes the opportunity to fully remove her from her spacesuit, revealing the matching black lace thong panties underneath, and the scent of her wet and wanting pussy, as well as the sight of her round ass jiggling delightfully from her movements. He wraps his arms around her hips to help hold her in place, leans in close to take a slow, deep breath, taking in her wonderful scent, and begins to teasingly lick her clit through her panties, making her moan around his cock. He teasingly licks her through her panties for a few moments, wetting them with his saliva and her juices, before removing them from her, revealing her hairless and open cunt, and lets her panties float away. He pulls her closer to him to latch onto her clit with his mouth, to suckle and lick, making her moan, and further parts her pussy lips to slip a finger inside her moist hole, making her moan around him more. He slowly fingers her while continuing to please her clit with his mouth, his moving finger slinging pussy juice out of her with no gravity to form little jewels of goodness that grow as more droplets join together, while also make her butt jiggle more. The Captain continues to please the scientist as she pleases him, until he makes her cum, making her moan long and low, shudder in delightful full-body waves as her orgasm washes over her, and her contracting vagina to push out more of its lubricating juices to join what had already escaped. He continues to please her clit with his mouth as his finger continues to please her from inside, and when her climax ends, he releases her clit, and inhales, sucking the little jewels of her juice into his mouth to swallow.
