By Thoth

Summary: A beach, a bottle of tanning lotion, and some nude sunbathing

This story is inspired by the image of Rommie naked on the beach, lying on a towel, being eaten out by a nude Trance. I get images like this every now and again. It answers a challenge #20, I think. It was also written because, given that there are now separate pages for boyslash and femslash, the femslash page seems way too small.

This isn't part of the series, just an image that made me drool put down on paper, or the approximate electronic equivalent.

I own none of the characters in this. Andromeda is the property of Tribune.

Feedback: Please

Keywords: Rommie/Trance

Distribution: Mary's site, the Sapphicscendant mailing list, but anyone else, ask and ye shall receive, probably.
 

Rommie carefully pushed the towel into her bag. The ship had stopped off at Infinity Atoll en route to nowhere in particular. Dylan wanted to look at a world he planned to drag into his new Commonwealth, but there was hardly a rush. To Dylan's surprise, he'd been cornered by Rommie and Trance, assisted readily by Harper and Beka, on the grounds that they needed shore leave. Rommie had thought that it was time that the crew had some time off, and Trance, as medical officer, had decided that she was right.

Harper would have been willing to help anyway, but his support was guaranteed by the fact they had been demanding stopping off at Infinity, the surfing capitol of the galaxy. Beka had simply wanted to get off the ship, get a decent drink, and have some time to sit down in the quiet, not being shot at.

Trance however had decided on topping up her tan, and had roped Rommie into joining her. Despite the androids insistence that she didn't need to tan, Trance had insisted, and Rommie didn't have the heart to tell her no. Add in that she had no real plans of her own, and there wasn't a great deal of other options.

After all, in her new body, this was her first shore leave. Yes, AI's did sort of have shore leave- they linked their mainframe to the mainframe of a spacedock or station, so they could socialise with their own kind in a comfortable environment. This was very different, and Rommie had no clue what she could be doing. In its own way, Trance's suggestion had been a bit of a godsend. Rommie had been resigned to spending time on ship or

Rommie pulled a bikini from her drawer. It had been a gift from Beka that she'd picked up on one of the equipment runs that kept the ship running. Rommie had even tried it on, out of curiosity. It fit fairly well, actually, and all things together, the plain black bikini did look quite good on her. She stripped off and slid the garment on, then pulled a pair of loose black pants and a light shirt. She had no real intention of going swimming, mainly because, being an android, she was about as buoyant as a brick. Whilst she wasn't really a great deal heavier than a human, she didn't have the lung cavity a human did, which was part of what made humans float easily. She technically could swim, but only at the cost of a great deal of energy.

Finally, a moment later, a Maria walked in carrying a bottle of sun block. It probably wasn't necessary, given the thick ozone layer on Infinity, which was at least partly the reason for its popularity as a tourist destination. The ozone layer was as thick as Earth's in the pre industrial age, and that meant the probability of sunburn was minimal. Rommie took the bottle and slipped it into the bag, then zipped it shut.

Slinging the bag over her shoulder, she began to make her way down to the hanger deck where Andromeda's small fleet of transport pods waited. She walked in to find Trance already sitting in the small craft, carrying her own small bag. The medic had donned a similar outfit to her own, though the loose shirt was a pale blue, and the pants were replaced with white shorts.

The journey down to the planet was quick and easy, given the limited space traffic over the small, scattered, islands. Rommie carefully guided the vessel away from the main continent towards the scattering of hundreds of small islands on the eastern side. The majority of the planet's fairly small landmass was concentrated in the main continent, which was maybe half the size of Australia back on Earth, and was mostly covered in rainforest. The rest was in the mostly volcanic islands scattered across the vast oceans of the planet.

The pod skimmed low across the deep blue sea until it reached the place Rommie and Trance had chosen for their shore leave, then touched down on the beach. As soon as the door opened, Trance was on her feet and running across the golden sand towards the azure sea. As she got near, she started hopping, pulling her light shoes off and flinging them away.

Trance squealed as the her feet hit the warm water, kicking up a load of spray of water which sparkled in the light of the sun. Rommie smiled as she watched the purple girl play in the water, taking both bags out as she walked down the ramp. Looking around, Rommie finally chose a good spot not far from the water and put down the bags. Opening her own, she pulled out the large white beach towel and laid it out carefully on the ground, then laid Trance's out beside it. Strangely, Trance's was purple.

As Trance continued to gallivant in the water, Rommie pealed off the shirt and pants, then laid down on the towel. Closing her eyes, Rommie allowed herself to enjoy the feel of the sun on her back for a while.

"You realise you'll get lines like that." She heard Trance say. She could tell the medic was not far from her, and she could just hear the rustle of fabric.

"I'm an android, not a human. I don't age, so this won't give me wrinkles."

"I didn't say wrinkles, I said lines. You do know that your skin tans. I checked with Harper."

"So?"

"The bikini. Some bits of you won't tan."

Rommie frowned, opening her eyes and looking up at the medic, then blinked, her eyebrows climbing up her forehead in astonishment. Trance had unbuttoned the shirt, but instead of the bikini Rommie expected, which, all things considered, would probably be purple, she revealed the purple skin of her breasts. She pulled the shirt off, tucking it into the bag, then unbuttoned her shorts and slid them down the smooth flesh of her thighs, revealing the tuft of blonde hair above her slit.

Trance dropped the shorts onto her bag, then lay down on the towel. "Go on, don't be such a prude. Besides, when you try and tan your front, you'll get a line between your breasts, and with those V-necks you always wear, it won't exactly be well hidden."

Rommie winced. Trance had a point. Given the clothes she normally wore, even a slight variance in skin colour would be visible. And, given that Harper and Beka would probably rib her about it, would be... unpleasant. With a sigh, she sat up and reached behind her, then undid the top and pulled it off, dropping it into her bag.

"All of it." Trance prodded.

Rommie sighed again and stood, tugging her bikini bottom down and putting it in the bag with the top, then hastily lying down again.
 

Trance watched as Rommie peeled off what little she was wearing. Harper had been astonishingly accurate with the android's body. The pert tanned breasts had been tipped with large dark nipples. A triangle of fine dark hair graced the skin just above the slightly pink skin above the slit of her pussy. The firm muscles of her abs were just visible under her skin. Trance looked closer as the android quickly laid down on the towel again. No, Harper hadn't made Rommie completely accurate. Her skin was very smooth, with no moles or blemishes, and, aside from the hair on her head and the fine triangle at her crotch, her skin showed not even the vaguest trace of hair.

Trance ran her eyes along the androids body. When she reached the face, she noticed the slight red tinge as Rommie blushed slightly in embarrassment. Her eyes were shut, and she was resting her head on her arms. Her eyes ran back down Rommie's body. Although the android was quite short, her body was quite well muscled. Not a weightlifter, but still athletic. The muscular mounds of her ass were clearly visible in the bright sunshine.

Trance then looked across at Rommie's bag and saw a bottle top just poking out through the dark fabric of Rommie's bikini bottoms. Reaching across, Trance moved the fabric out of the way and pulled out the bottle, then examined the label. It was a light factor sun cream.

Trance looked at the bottle, then at the androids still blushing face, then, with a grin, she moved across quietly, then opened the bottle and poured a stream of the white cream onto Rommie's back.
 

Rommie squealed as she felt something cold drip onto her back. "Trance!" She yelled, trying to turn over, but Trance had already dropped down on her, straddling her buttocks and keeping her in place.

"Stay still!" Trance said with a laugh. "You don't know if your skin will burn."

"I'm an android. I don't get sunburn."

"Are you sure? If you think a bikini line will get you embarrassed, imagine how coming back with your nose peeling will go down."

Rommie squirmed again, but eventually settled down. Again, she had a point. The sheer fact was Rommie didn't know everything about the body Harper had built for her. The old High Guard specs weren't a great deal of help. After all, they were basically just a guide, rather than a be all and end all solid design.
 

Trance felt Rommie shiver under her hands, and smiled. Trance, of course, had a physicians hands, and given that, as medic, she needed to know a little physiotherapy, among other things. That included massaging. Trance poured some more cream onto her hands and continued to work it into Rommie's back, her hands moving slowly lower.

Eventually, her hands began to caress the top of Rommie's ass. "Hey!" The android yelped.

"Um, Rommie, your ass is just as likely to burn as anywhere else."

Trance felt her nipples harden slightly as she ran her hands across Rommie's backside. She was certainly not immune to the beauty of the android. All things considered, her species were so open minded about sex you could pull it out their ears and tie it behind their heads, and Trance was no exception.

Her hands caressed the muscular mounds, and she felt a tremble run through Rommie's body. Obviously she was sensitive there. Grabbing the bottle, she ran a line of lotion across her friends ass, then began to massage it in again. This time she was rewarded with a throaty moan which Rommie choked off quickly. Glancing up, Trance saw Rommie looking over her shoulder, blushing furiously.

Trance smiled, then returned her attention to Rommie's gorgeous hindquarters. Spreading the androids legs slightly, she began to massage more lotion into her upper thighs, just below the firm asscheeks. Her hands continued to move further downwards, until they reached Rommie's feet. Moving down until she was kneeling just on the edge of the towel, Trance lifted one of Rommie's feet into her lap and started to massage it, her fingers pressing into the pressure points.

She heard another loud moan from Rommie, but this time the android didn't bother to choke it off. Trance looked up at Rommie's face again. It was flushed, but not with embarrassment this time. Rommie was resting her head on her arms still, her eyes closed and her mouth slightly parted. After a moment, Trance shifted to Rommie's other foot. Only a few minutes of this left Rommie breathing hard.

"Roll over." Trance commanded. Rommie rolled over on the towel, revealing her now sweating front. Her nipples were now erect, and Trance could see droplets of fluid glistening in the sunlight. Trance smiled and looked up at Rommie's face, and saw the now panting android's face looking down at her over the mounds of her breasts.

Trance moved up Rommie's body, straddling her stomach, and began massage the sides of Rommie's neck. Picking up the bottle, Trance then allowed a drop to fall onto the nipple of Rommie's right breast. As the cool cream hit the sensitive flesh, Rommie groaned, her body arching upwards. Trance groaned in sympathy as Rommie's firm stomach pressed against her slit. A second drop landed a second later on the other nipple, gaining her another groan.

Rubbing her thumbs against the nipple, Trance then began to caress Rommie's breasts. After a few moments, Rommie moaned out "Just suck me..."

Trance smiled, and slid slowly down Rommie's body, leaving a trail of her own purple juices. Then she climbed off and knelt down between Rommie's thighs. Spreading them, Trance gently ran her tongue down Rommie's weeping slit, lapping at it. Her mouth moved up, then her lips squeezed down on the horny android's clit. Rommie bucked her hips upwards against Trance's face, trying to grind her now weeping slit against her, but the medic pulled back slightly, then continued. Extending her tongue, she began to lick and tickle the clitoris.

Resting her weight on her left hand, Trance gently slid a finger into Rommie's virgin pussy. She felt the slit convulse around the intruder, but she slowly began to move as she felt the digit slide freely along the slick passageway. A few moans later, she added a second finger, stretching Rommie's entrance slightly.

As Trance tasted Rommie's juices in her mouth, she felt her own crotch grow warm. Spreading her knees, she slid her tail up between her legs, the tip running across her own dripping pussy, then pushing inside, in between her lips. Rommie's reaction to the increasingly erotic massage had been turning her on, but now she was nearly as horny as her victim. Trance set an increasingly fast pace as she masturbated with her tail, whilst her lips and fingers began to bring Rommie to the edge.

Raising her eyes slightly, Trance could see Rommie running her hands over her breasts as she squirmed, her fingers caressing and occasionally pinching the erect buds. Lowering her mouth once again, Trance pinched Rommie's clit between her lips, whilst her fingers and her tail dove into their respective passages. Both she and Rommie came violently and simultaneously. Trance felt her tail squeezed as her own slit convulsed. Lowering her mouth to Rommie's slit, she lapped as sweet juices flowed over her tongue while her fingers continued to thrust.

Trance finally allowed herself to collapse back onto the towels, her body beaded with sweat. Grinning at the panting android, she rolled over onto her front, feeling the rough fabric rub against her still hard buds, and closed her eyes, allowing the bright sun to start to dry her weary body as a cool sea breeze washed over her...
 
 

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