Fizzlebot nicknamed the high- strength, ultralight stuff 'purple fuzzle'.Fizzlebot nicknamed the high- strength, ultralight stuff 'purple fuzzle'. His guess that the fuzzle was used to stabilize fusion fuels under laser blast inspired his fruitless experiments with the surplus aerogel. He presented Karen with a brilliant violet ovoid as a souvenir. Karen undressed, tossing her clothes in a pile next to her backpack on the bedroom floor. She sat on the edge of the bed, legs apart, with her feet flat on the floor. Karen's fingertips barely touched the skin around her nipples as she gently rotated them very slowly in outward circular motions. Shortly, she responded to the invigorating stimulation, playing with the firm fluid movement of her breasts. Warmth spread throughout her genitals, puffing her mound and lightly-haired outer lips. Karen kneaded the softness of her pussy while she maintained the gentle manipulation of her breasts, occasionally twisting or tweaking a sensitive nip. Her wattled inner labia were dusky pink, striated with tan. As her sexual energy built, they felt more flush and moist, and looked redder. Karen smeared the abundant juices forming at her hole over the fleshy lips. Karen began a rhythmic pressure against the hood of her clit with a single fingertip. Fully engorged, it poked from beneath the hood. She directed the concentration and flow of her developing sexual energy, bringing it to a shuddering orgasm and an instant of transcendence. Karen withdrew the egg from a pouch in her backpack. Eugene Fizzlebot couldn't explain why it radiated warmth. |