Inversion 1: Beginnings

Hi

I wrote a short story set in an upside-down future on a harsh alien planet where the last humans have crash landed, For reasons well-explained, sexual contact becomes a means of communication and, in contrast, lovers sneak away to talk intimately to each other; nakedness becomes de rigueur while clothing is sexually arousing and thus socially unacceptable. I enjoyed the story so much, I wrote another set in the same place and time and then another. Each was written in first person, and each by a different character, as I found I could better explore their emotions when experiencing first hand their ups and downs. 

Afterwards, reading the stories back-to-back, I realised I could tie them together into a longer narrative. I introduced a race of ethereal, mostly-benign aliens into the mix, let one of them sense what it was to be human, thus exposing them to the realities of physical pleasure, and allowing them the corrupting influence of power. I wondered where such a creature would take us and how we as a species would respond. 

The novel starts on Earth in a silent morning bedroom. Alex, the story's central character, slides into consciousness.

Inversion 1: Beginnings

Daylight filtered through my eyelids. A cool pillow hugged my head and hair tickled my nose. Where was I? The perfume tumbling inside my head unlocked potent memories, gave me a tangible reminder. I reached out, circled Emma's slender waist and pressed myself into her naked body. She yawned. A stretch momentarily tore her from me then she relaxed and snuggled her buttocks back into my groin. I kissed her neck, cupped a pert breast and gently rolled the nipple between my finger and thumb. It grew and hardened. She moaned, slowly rolled over and sleepily kissed my lips. Her left hand reached for my genitals, surrounded the loose flesh of my scrotum and squeezed. Surprise opened my eyes. She was grinning; her green eyes were flashing. Slender fingers spidered up my swelling shaft and stroked me into hardness.

'Good morning, Alex.' Her voice was a throaty whisper. 'Fuck me again, Sweetheart.' 

'You have a filthy mouth, Emma9.'

'It's 'cos of where you make me put it.'

I grabbed her blonde hair and forced her head beneath the covers.

Afterwards, we showered together. She dried me and helped me dress, kissing my lips between each deftly fastened button. Lust filled me again as I gazed at her nakedness. She was beautifully proportioned, simultaneously shapely and petite. A smug smile lit her lovely face as my arousal prodded her belly.

'It pleases me how easily I can turn you on. Now, what am I going to do with this beauty?'

As she spoke, her index finger circled my cock's swollen tip. Pleasure stole my breath, but duty quickly reclaimed it.

'I have to go, Baby.'

The finger leapt to my lips. There was a moment's salty silence as reality dawned.

'I know.'

Inversion 1, a sexy sci-fi novel, will be published soon.