Circling his body with her legs, she clenched her pussy and unclenched, holding him there, trying to stop his release, but she could hardly contain her own. Waves of pleasure ran through her, almost choking her, her heart hammering, until she felt his body shudder. “Yes, Andy, oh yes… give it to me, give it to me hard,” she hissed as she drew away from his lips. His mouth crashed down on hers again as he slammed into her one last time, then slowly his strokes slowed. Their combined juices ran down her crack. She felt them soaking the sheet beneath them.
He lay in her arms, holding her, until their hearts calmed down. Then he finally lifted his head and looked down at her again. “I love you so much, my sea-pearl,” he said softly.
“And I you, my darling.”
“Will you forgive me?”
“It’s forgotten.”
“Now we’d better go and shower and join my family and the crew. They’re waiting for us.”
“After missing you for so long, I’d rather be with just you,” Janna said with a pout of her lips.
“We have a lifetime ahead of us, my love.”
“A lifetime? I’m still not sure if this is all in my imagination, a dream, death, or if it’s real.”
“It’s very real, and soon you’ll have the explanation.”
Andy handed her a suit. It was bright blue and black. He also handed her a soft towel. She expected to find some hi-tech shower, but it was fairly normal with ordinary fresh water. She wondered how they could store so much water aboard the ship to last them.
When she was finished and she got her damp body into the spandex suit with difficulty, Andy handed her a pair of boots. Janna felt very much a sci-fi figure out of a comic book as she gazed at her reflection in a full-length mirror. A dryer up above dried her hair. She brushed it into shape as it dried, all the while feeling his gaze on her.
Janna was finished, and he kissed her briefly on the lips before leading her out of his cabin, through long corridors that seemed endless, until he opened a door to a dining room. The room was furnished with hi tech furniture, nothing like she’d ever seen. A chair drifted down from the ceiling. She sat on it and faced his siblings and other people—she guessed they were members of the crew. A soft buzzing noise drew her attention. “What is that sound?” she asked Andy.
“We’re on our way to my planet,” he told her.
“Oh. How long will that take?”
“Not very long. We travel faster than the speed of light. That’s why Earth’s radar has never detected us.”
A crewmember entered carrying a tray of steaming plates.
“Ah, here’s dinner,” Andy’s brother, Jogopar, said. “Janna, what do you think of this adventure?”
“Mind boggling,” she answered. “Strangely enough, I’m starving hungry.”
They all laughed. “Okay, while we eat, I’d better explain to her. She still thinks she’s either dead or dreaming.” Everyone fell silent at his words and concentrated on their food.
Janna looked down at her plate—vegetables, fruit, some kind of stew, yet she couldn’t detect any meat or fish.
“We don’t eat meat or fish. We’re what you call on Earth, vegetarians. As a result, we’re all very healthy. We die of old age, not from diseases.”
“We could learn from that on Earth. Do you think it’s mainly the diet?” she asked.
“We don’t have the pollution on our planet like on Earth. Our lifestyle is much healthier all the way around. Now let me tell you our story.”
Janna ate. Surprisingly, the food was very tasty and she didn’t miss the taste of meat or fish at all.
“Many centuries ago, Atlantis was a thriving nation. We were also a very advanced, much more technically advanced than the other nations on Earth. Our scientists found out that we were facing a volcanic eruption and that it would happen fast. They also knew it would be so devastating that none of us would escape the island in time. So they prepared for this coming catastrophe. They built a spaceship. Rather than move to another area on Earth and join the much more ignorant population there, they felt we needed to find our own planet.
The first spaceship’s launch failed. But they continued, and finally, success. They launched it several times, each time going farther into space, until they felt that with the last model, they had reached their ultimate goal. They built enough ships to transport all our people. When the first warning signs came that the volcano was about to erupt, the island was completely evacuated and we ventured into space. We visited quite a few planets before we decided on our home.
The planet was uninhabited and much resembled Earth as far as atmosphere went, except there was far more water than land. There wasn’t enough land to build a nation. We had already learned to breathe under water while on Earth, so we built underwater cities. We mainly live beneath the water, on the ocean floors. We called this world New Atlantis. It’s in a galaxy far away, one not yet discovered through Earth’s strongest and most advanced telescopes. And they haven’t yet advanced enough to make space travel possible to Mars, let alone to our planet.”
“But if that’s all true, you could teach the scientists on Earth so much. They could advance in leaps and bounds.”
“We decided not to. Until people learn to appreciate the atmosphere, the land, the vegetation and animals, they’re not ready for such advanced technology.”
“Earth is heading for destruction. Mankind is killing the planet,” Janna said wistfully.
“Yes. We’re very sad about that.”
Without noticing, she’d completely emptied her plate. “That was good. Are there seconds?”
“Dessert is coming,” Zanipa said.
“Scientists would kill to know about all this,” Janna murmured.
“Yes, they would. Now do you believe this is all real?” Andy asked.
“I think so. Pinch me so I know I’m awake?” And he did pinch her. “Ouch, that hurt.”
“Okay, you’re awake,” he said, laughing.
“My family and friends are going to think I’ve vanished without a trace. Like you.”
“It’s unfortunate, but yes. There’s nothing we can do about that.”
“I could at least have left a note or something. Said that I was going to travel for a while.”
“They’d still expect to hear from you, honey.”
“I don’t want them to think I’m dead. They’ll presume I committed suicide. Everyone knew I was very depressed from missing you. And my body will never be found.”
“Maybe it’s best that way. They’ll assume you gone forever.”
“But you came back to get me. And why did I have to touch you? To merge?”
“That’s so the energies from my body could flow into yours and you could breathe under water.”
“And if I hadn’t touched you?”
“Then you would still be lying on that beach.”
Dessert was served. It tasted much like ice cream, although not quite as sweet. Once she finished it, she suddenly felt exhausted. “I can’t believe how tired I am. I guess the drinks I had, and—”
“The sudden exercise?” he said, uttering a laugh.
“Hey, we’re not alone,” she whispered.
“We’re not very inhibited people. They know. We took too long to appear for dinner.”
“So when is the wedding, Andy?” Kaliwa asked.
“Soon after we arrive home. Father and mother will be glad to finally see me settle down.”
“Andy, why is your name ordinary, compared to theirs?” Janna asked.
“My name is really Andremox. I changed it to Andy on Earth, and asked my family to call me that as well. I like it better.”
“I’ll stick to Andy,” Janna said with a grin.
* * * *
Three months later she lay in his arms, now in their own home. The wedding had been quite an event. Janna glanced at the gown hanging from the door of the wardrobe. Specially made for her, it was the most gorgeous creation she’d ever seen. Blue a
nd silver, completely embroidered with scallops resembling fish scales, the skirt wide as in an historical gown, the bodice completely silver. Her veil was of the finest silver netting. Her flowers were unlike any she’d ever seen on Earth. She’d felt like a fairytale princess. Matter of fact, the whole wedding was like a fairytale.
“Are you happy, my sea-pearl?” Andy whispered against her lips.
“More than happy,” she murmured with a sigh of utter contentment. “But I need to tell you something.”
“Oh?” He lifted his face, his expression wary. “You haven’t changed your mind? You don’t want to go back?”
“No, silly. I’m so happy, I could burst. After your supposed death, I stopped taking the pill. We’re going to have a baby!”
“Oh my, are you sure?”
“As sure as I can be.”
“You’ve just completed my happiness. More than you can imagine. Wait till I tell the family about the new little Atlantean!” With that, he kissed her and his hands wandered to her breasts. Wonderingly, he gazed down at them. “I thought I saw something different about your nipples and your breasts have gotten bigger. I presumed it was from all the exercise I gave them.” He stroked her belly gently. “We need to be more careful when we make love. I don’t want to hurt the baby.”
“Honey, you won’t hurt the baby. He’s very snugly tucked away. Now stop talking, and for goodness sake, make love to me!”
Epilogue
A small article, accompanied by a picture, appeared in a Queensland newspaper.
YOUNG WOMAN STILL MISSING
Several weeks ago, a young woman mysteriously vanished on Dunk Island. There is no suspicion of foul play. Though she recently experienced a traumatic loss— the disappearance of her fiancé—according to family members, the young woman was not suicidal. Search boats have given up the search for missing Janna White. She is presumed drowned off the shores of the island, but no body has been found to date. Family members are still hopeful that she has simply decided to go into complete seclusion. If anyone has seen or heard from this young woman, please contact the authorities.
BELOW THE SEA
Lynn Crain
It’s strange, now at the end of my time, I end up in the one place I totally love in the world. Under the surface of the ocean was the one place I wanted to be from the moment I could talk or walk. I loved the ocean. I loved anything to do with the acres of clear blue I could see out of my window as I grew up. Was it any wonder I ended up being one of the premier oceanographers of the world?
Well, I was like every other person at this very moment as I sat on the bottom of the ocean waiting—no, hoping—someone had heard my distress call. I had done a stupid, stupid thing, when I decided I could go out by myself and check a theory regarding a bit of the ruins I think we found at the bottom of the ocean. See, we had been searching for Atlantis for a long, long, time. And I had found it, or at least I thought I had.
But something had gone terribly wrong because I got caught in a strange whirlpool and had found myself miles off course. Suddenly I realized I wouldn’t have enough air to get back to base, and it was in that moment I did the stupidest thing ever in my life. In my haste, to bring myself to the surface, I rounded a corner of the ruins and ran into a wall. It would have been fine if the wall hadn’t tumbled down on top of my small two-man sub.
I had tried to record to explain to everyone what had happened and why, but how can one explain the stupidest thing they had ever done in their life? One can’t and I stopped trying over an hour ago. If my calculations were correct, I had about thirty minutes of breathable air. It’s said when one’s air runs out, they just fall asleep and one dies virtually pain free. Pushing it from my mind, I decided to try and watch the ocean for my final minutes.
The Caribbean was a beautiful piece of water, especially in late summer as the fishes prepared to breed and produce millions of babies. But I left the world of fauna behind years ago when I was caught by the Atlantis bug somewhere off the Bimini coast. And it was as if I saw something never seen before, something only I could interpret. I had a kind of arrogance my professors just shook their head at when I went to school. Now, being in charge of a small group of marine archaeologists for a private firm, I was totally in charge and we did things my way.
Used to do them my way, I thought to myself. Leaning back in my seat, I felt really happy I still had enough battery power to run the air circulator. Hell, who was I kidding anyway…maybe I should just open the hatch and let the ocean take me. At least then, I would actually help in some sick way the very creatures I loved. Realizing just how my thoughts were taking a very deviant trend, I knew anoxia could be setting in. Soon, my mind wouldn’t even have enough air to function at all.
Swallowing hard, I leaned back against my chair and closed my eyes, wishing, no, hoping, for anything that would change my fate. A shadow passed over the large front window. Daring not to breathe, I leaned forward to see just what caused such a shadow. Shaking my head, I leaned back. No friggin’ way, I thought and leaned forward to look up once again.
Merpeople. I swear I saw a bunch of merpeople just outside my research sub. Now I knew I was going crazy. The anoxia was much further along than I had thought. I tried hard not to let the tears squeeze out.
Suddenly, I felt my little craft move. Looking up once again, I saw the merpeople move the rocks away from the top of my sub. But it didn’t matter, the rudder was broken and there was no way I could return to the surface. Surely, they could see that.
Sighing, I leaned my head back again, knowing nothing they did would actually help. I would die in this little sub like a moth in a jar. Rubbing my chin, I knew I had just been handed the discovery of a lifetime but I would never get to share my newfound knowledge with anyone.
It took them about ten minutes to remove the debris that held down my sub. By this time, I was getting lightheaded, but it didn’t diminish the fact these were beautiful people, all lithe and muscular. Some of the women had the most wondrous hair in different colors and the men were very colorful with blues and greens in glorious tails that fanned behind them. All had the faces of gods and goddesses and it made me want to touch them even more. I couldn’t even imagine what their skin would look like up close. Would their skin be scaly like a fish? Or more rubbery like a dolphin? Or how about a waterlogged human? I wanted to laugh, but knew I would use more air than I could afford to lose.
Laying there watching them, I finally drifted asleep from the lack of oxygen, dreaming about the beautiful people I had seen under the sea. But that wasn’t the only thing I would dream about, as some of my last imagines were of the last day spent with my lover, Jonas Adaria, an Adonis I had only wished for in dreams. If nothing else, at least my final thoughts were filled with beautiful imagines of wondrous things only imagined, and even some fulfilled wishes as Jonas had been a girl’s wildest dream.
* * * *
I just couldn’t believe my luck. Jonas, the man, I had pursued for months had become my lover with a deep kiss and the clasp of my palm. Even now, I could remember just what happened as it would be forever etched in my brain.
The day had dawned bright and clear as many Caribbean days. But this one was special and I knew it. No matter just how much he had protested, I knew he was the man for me and I pursued him from the moment I saw him. He was smart and knew his way around a small submersible. What more could a woman ask for? He had no problem standing up to me when he felt I was wrong, or up for me when I needed defending.
And defending was something I seemed to need more often than not recently. But then again, who wouldn’t if they were determined to find the lost continent of Atlantis? Then again, maybe it had been just a city as many of the new theories proclaimed. At any rate, I would be the one to fully realize the dream. I was so close, I could taste it.
Still, today was not the day for lovers, it was the day for exploration. I should have known something was up when he arrived bright and early that morning, b
earing gifts.
“Hey, sleepyhead, wake up.”
The fresh aroma of coffee filled the air and it was followed by a gentle nuzzle at my neck. I sighed and leaned into the gentle kisses as my crotch ached to be touched. Jonas couldn’t come into a room without me becoming aroused. In some ways, it was very much a nuisance while in others it made me remember the promise of pleasures to come.
This morning was no different except I had had another agenda in mind for the day. This time he wouldn’t dissuade me from achieving my goal. I’d just do it after the lovemaking, I suddenly decided. I stretched and put my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me. I could feel the bulge in his shorts getting bigger. It didn’t take much to turn on my big boy. Pulling him away from my neck, I nipped at his bottom lip.
“So that’s how we’re going to play it today,” he growled and nipped me right back.
“And just how is that?” I whispered, my breath coming out slightly faster than intended. A girl didn’t need to appear too anxious, no matter who the lover might be.
Jonas Adaria was a glorious lover, the best I’d ever had and I have never been one to turn down a little nookey in the morning. The man was a virtual god, with golden blond hair, turquoise blue eyes, and muscles in all the right places. He reminded me of the perpetual surfer boy who had always been the man of my dreams. He was especially the one who would matter more than most to me in a few minutes time, I thought, and smiled to myself.
He’d shown up on my doorstep one day about two years ago and just didn’t leave. At first, all I wanted to do was shake him because I felt he was like every other person who swore they wanted to look for Atlantis. I didn’t need another soothsayer, as most were not serious researchers and were downright nuts when you started digging into their past. But Jonas, now he was different, as he didn’t give up, and hounded me again and again until I gave in, because at first I just wanted to shut him up.
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