Lexi and John arrive on Mars

Forty-five minutes later,

"So, here we are then," Lexi remarked to John as the two of them looked out over the city of Kaliandra as it stretched itself out in front of them, the city's architecture being almost completely dominated by white stonework that sparkled pink as it basked in the rays of the morning sun.

"Yes," John replied as he took another step out onto the small square at which the aerial cutter that had ferried them down to Mars from HMS Aurora, the small closed vessel appearing distinctly otherworldly to him as it hovered a few feet above the ground, being secured in place by a few anchors that had first been thrown onto the wide slabs of smooth white stone that covered the square and were now secured to a few scattered metals posts that looked quite makeshift in how they were nestled down into the ground between the stone tiles. All in all, John was very happy to have survive the journey and exited the cutter with all his parts still intact. Feeling quite conspicuous as he stood there, waiting for the Martian welcoming committee to arrive, John could at least take solace in the fact that he'd finally managed to fit his dick into his trousers before he and Lexi had departed from the Aurora.

Despite the three months that had passed since he'd been handed his new assignment, along with the notification that he and Lexi were bound for Mars rather than Venus, John had still not fully grasped the fact that he was now the British Empire's ambassador to the Martian city-state of Kaliandra, with Lexi as his only confidant and assistant.

"Quite an impressive sight, I must say," Lexi said of the city as it covered the gentle slopes and wide banks on both sides of the canal that ran its course deep down into the valley below them, with the water in it being so pale blue that it appeared almost like ice, its buildings reaching far off into the distance to both the north and the south, beyond which she and John could make out green, white and yellow patches of farmland that seemed to go on forever as they disappeared beyond the point where it all just became a blur of those three colours, mixed with the icy blue of the canal.

Beyond being made from white stone which seemed very closely related to the marble with which London was so infatuated, Kaliandra's buildings showed less variation than what was the case with the great city that served as the heart and the hub of the great British Empire in that although there was a distinct difference between the vast mansions and palaces that laid just further up the slope from where he and Lexi were currently positioned and the houses and other buildings that were located closer to the water, the latter hardly appeared as desolate and dreary as the slums of London and Manchester, and there were even a few structures located right at the water's edge that looked to him like massive palaces of a scale to rival those up above him in their grandeur.

"Yes, it is, isn't it?" John smiled back at Lexi, his eyes shifting from her voluptuous, explicitly sexual appearance for a moment to look behind her, his gaze travelling past the spot on the open area where their luggage had been placed until it found Lieutenant Mainwaring, the commander of the aerial cutter, who's pale face as he made an obvious and largely unsuccessful effort to not ogle her heart-shaped, extremely scantily clad booty caused John to release a soft chuckle. Although to his defence, Mainwaring was hardly alone in appearing awkward and embarrassed whilst struggling not to gawk at Lexi, as all the sailors and marines currently on deck were doing the same, most of which while also manning the machine-guns and pom-pom guns that were mounted onto the deck. John wasn't sure about the wisdom about having men man heavy weaponry whilst being so obviously distracted, but he had to admit that the general stumped appearance of the men before him did serve as rebuttal to the various ill-hearted, downright slanderous rumours about the sexual preferences of the members of the Royal Navy that were so firmly entrenched amongst the officers and soldiers of the British Army.

Looking over her shoulder to find out what John had chuckled at, Lexi giggled at the sight of the men staring right at her, soon forcing Mainwaring to let out a guttural groan by blowing him a kiss and shaking her ass at him, the seductive swaying of her hips causing the firm, full form of her juicy ass to bounce ever so softly, with more of the gathered men groaning at the sight of two golden globes of her posterior jiggling before their very eyes.

Amazed at how all the men aboard the cutter had managed to avoid accidentally pulling the triggers of their various high-calibre, fully automatic weapons while fawning over the little show that Lexi was providing them with, John let out a groan of his own when Lexi sent him a look of scorching hot lust, wondering as he heard his right trouser leg starting to come apart at the seams if it was going to hold until the Martian welcoming committee arrived, or if they were going to find him with his trousers in tatters and his humungous fuckmast firmly entrenched in Lexi's ass.

"A penny for your thoughts, darling," Lexi said to John, having suddenly sauntered forwards to stand next to him, the seductive smile that was glued to her lips becoming more seductive still as she placed her right hand against the considerable bulge in his trousers, the super-stacked babe letting out a soft coo as she leaned close enough to have her exposed boobs brush against his arm while she traced the outline of his monstrously large dick all the way down to where its fat crown was trapped just above his knees.

"Wait, don't tell me..." Lexi rushed to add as she let her fingers rub against John's prick, treasuring how it was throbbing against her fingertips, "you were thinking about me."

"How on Earth could you guess?" John smiled back at Lexi, before making her let out a horny gasp by bringing his right hand into contact with her honeypot and proceeding to caress its glistening wet lips.

"Silly John... We're on Mars, darling, remember?" Lexi teased him, before the way in which he brought his fingers into contact with her clit meant that she had no other choice but to throw herself against him, nimbly slipping in front of him before mashing her huge, exposed knockers against his chest, her nipples by now so hard that they seemed capable of cutting through his jacket and his shirt as she brought her lips into contact with his and more or less **** her tongue into his mouth.

There were quite a lot of nervous mumbling amongst the sailors and marines when, a few moments after she'd thrown herself at John, Lexi deftly undid his holster and his belt, sending them both crashing down onto the ground.

Breaking off the kiss and staring into Lexi's eyes while his fingers stroked her face as it was framed by the shiny latex of her hood, John was most certainly not concerned with propriety anymore as he quickly dropped down on his haunches in front of her, an approving coo coming from her as he snatched hold of the flimsy waistband of her thong and began pulling it down her legs, his tongue coming out to lick his lips as he eyed her bald, wet pussy.

"Mmm, you know how I love to taste my juices off your lips, don't you darling?" Lexi asked John, rhetorically, as he continued to slide her skimpy thong down her long, delicately muscular legs, with her stepping out of it once he'd gotten it down to her ankles, and him working fast to keep it from ever touching the ground, casually draping it over one shoulder as he reached back with his hands to take a firm hold of her buttocks, kneading the two firm halves of her bubble butt between his fingers while bringing his head back up in level with her slit and leaning forwards to start showering it with soft kisses, Lexi's lustful moans ringing in his ears as he tasted her considerable wetness.

"C-Captain!" John was suddenly interrupted by the sound of Lt. Mainwaring's unsteady voice as the young naval officer called out to get his attention.

"What is it, Lieutenant?" John asked, looking up from where he'd been letting his lips trail their way up and down the length of Lexi's honeypot.

"They're coming!" Mainwaring called out, his voice still as broken as that of a nervous pubescent, as he pointed at a small procession of people that had now appeared from amongst the houses that surrounded the circular square, moving towards the spot where Lexi and John were positioned.

"Thank you, Lieutenant," John replied, offering Lexi's pussy one last kiss before rising up to stand beside her, his right hand giving one of her luscious asscheeks a playful slap.

"I would have squirted before they got here," Lexi informed John, her complaint being delivered with a mischievous smile as she looked up at him.

"I know," John replied, doing nothing as Lexi suddenly snatched back her thong from where it had remained slung over his shoulder and stepped in front of him, though he let out a low, dark groan when she stuffed the teeny undergarment down the front of his trousers.