Abida wandered down the corridors of the great ship back to her stateroom. She was somewhat tired from her hectic work, bouncing around the medical kitchen, translating various labels and setting up instruments to work with Imperium instruments. She felt the strain of stress rest in her mind and body as she stepped into her stateroom, the sweet sent of her flowers gently relieving her with the pleasant aromas upon her small feminine nose. Her tired mind, exuberant in the flowers scent, sent the young woman's body to her bed to sit and close her emerald eyes for a for many long minutes. Her body seemed to act without her conscious minds instruction. Her vest was pulled off, so to was her shirt and boots pulled off in the time while her mind explored her memories.<br/><br/>In her mind she recalled the fields of flowers beneath her feet, a vision of years past on her homeworld. Her legs striding elegantly across the field, as her yellow dress clung to her dark coffee skin and her small feet moved from point to point in a fairly gallant stride.<br/><br/>She unbuttoned her bra and began to unbutton her pants as well. Her pants slid down slightly, a ways past her hips and her bra unhooked on the front and let her perky b cup breasts sit on her chest as she lay back comfortably on her bed, resting on her back to allow the tranquility of the moment sink in. The feeling of the ceiling fan blowing air down upon her much less clothed body was pleasing to her. Her lips formed a smile of relief as the cold air met her nipples and cooled the body that had developed some sweat from such fast paced work within the medical kitchen. She reflexively arched her back as the sensation of the cold air crashed against her exposed nipples. This sent shivers through the glistening dark bronze body. A light gasping moan, just barely audible in the nearly silent room could be heard.<br/><br/>Soon she began to cup her breasts and with a sporadic pinch of her nipples as her mind drifted into more sexual thoughts. In a series of flashes her mind displayed the disjointed sexual fantasies that occupied the more primal aspects of Abidas mind. For a moment she saw herself sandwiched between two women of equal physical appearance, one blond and bronze the other with jet black hair and paler skin then Abida, the black haired fantasy woman behind her kissed Abidas neck as her hand rubbed Abidas hips, the blond began kissing her way south from the neck and began to lick the eagerly awaiting breasts. Both women were lithe and both a bit stronger then Abida. This threesome transpiring in what seemed to be a large room with many curtain tapestries hanging from the walls and many carpets and pillows littering the floor. In the far background an open causeway gave a clear view to a balcony that overlooked some great jungle like forest. In an instant this amorphous fantasy drifted into another dreamscape. Abida was on all fours with green grass grazing at her knees and her hands firmly gripping the grassy ground. Her eyes staring off at an ocean of roaring surf. Her button up shirt was torn and unbuttoned and her front clasping bra undone but still on. A pair of pants lay cast aside by her and her panties down past her knees, all the while an athletic bronze man of golden hair was behind her. His right hand gripping her hip firmly and his left clutching a fist full of her hair in a commanding way. He routinely thrust is rigid manhood into the tight wet warm folds of her womanhood as Abida gasped and moaned to the sea in some primal cries of pleasure.<br/><br/>The idle thoughts and erotic dreams got more elaborate, switching between aggressive and gentle, hetero and homo, and the number of partners varied wildly. As it went on in her mind her right hand found its way south to her pleading vulva. It had already begun to dampen her underwear, the cotton plain black panties showed a nice damp spot over her sex. She began to rub her craving sex, her panties covering her hand as her index and middle fingers rubbed and penetrated her sex with varying levels of aggression and passion as each fantasy overtook her mind. Abida was very much entering a state of personal ecstasy as her mind wandered, forgetting the stress and trials of adapting to her new life aboard the ship.<br/><br/><b>((TL.DR, Abida does it herself ... if you catch my drift ))</b><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>