Riga Before

 

Riga Before

Riga remembered times with Pedro. They had been hiking. Damn my aching legs! My legs are little just like me. But I am Riga! And I can manage this fine. I see the town below me. Little houses and cars. Like it belonged to a kid. Look Pedro, there's my house. We can eat my chicken adobo later.

 

I love you Riga. You look sexy in your cycling shorts. Is that true they belonged to your sister? They fit you very well baby. Yes, let’s eat later it sounds nice baby.

 

I love you too Pedro. Yes, the shorts were my sisters before. Now you know what to do. Get it out. I can already see the bulge in your jeans.

 

Pedro's cock was medium size. Right now, it was sticking out in front of Riga. She put some water from her flask on it. Then she went down on her lover. He leant against a tree. Her tongue flicked over the end. She nibbled the tip like a Snow Bear sweet. He groaned and shut his eyes. Oh, it feels good! Riga sucks a good cock. A real mean chopper.

 

Riga wasn't a lady at this time. She was a slut a whore a hussy a loose woman. I like gobbling off Pedro. I know other gals have done this but none are like me. Or lick his ridge this way. Just like that. I'm Riga the cock sucking Team Leader high up on the mountain! Queen of the world with my Pedro.

 

Riga has lovely dyed red hair. I wish it was real but her black hair is like ours too. Red like her temper or the afternoon sun. Look at that. She's got it all in her mouth. Goodness me. Nobody would believe this. I'm with my baby stop the mountain. Being sucked off in the trees.

 

Lick nibble suck bite swallow. I know he likes it. As do I. I wonder if Pedro would let me suck a younger guy's cock? That turns me on. I feel wet now. Like Pedro is almost gonna cum. Is that his precum or my spit? Oh it's cum. He just came!

 

Go Riga. Deep mouth me. All the way in babe. Like a Berlin song. Ahhhh! I'm coming babe. Don't stop. Not even my wife doesn't this good. Fucking Hell. I'll fuck her tomorrow and think of you babe. Ohhhh. Fucking Hell babe! Riga look. My cum. It's all over you and you swallowed a lot. Wow!

 

Make yourself decent Pedro. I'll wash my face in the stream and refill my water. You came all over my glasses hehe. Don't compare me to your wife. You know she's a trollop and won't suck you. At least not like I do. Only I lick your ridge babe. Only l do it here on our mountain.

 

Sorry babe for mentioning her. Nobody has ever blow jobbed me like you do. You're my mountain wife babe. She's the legal boring one.

 

I'm the best. I'm Riga. I love your cock in my mouth and when you cum. Awesome babe. I'll always be the one to suck you. The only mountain wife you will ever need Pedro baby...

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Riga messages

Riga Messages 

Riga's boyfriend sent her a message:

I'm going to think of u later and imagine us making love. Taking our time. I will cum and fantacize oh how good it will feel madam Joann babe. Imagine how much u love my hard love missile babe and u all ur shyness vanishes hehe...

Riga Insides

A warmth inside as I think of you and say I'll write a poem or story of you and I as lover. I feel a giggle inside and light headed and light of body. I'm starting to cum. A dull ache all over me. I want to hold you. Like it when we touch. Want our flesh naked together. That first sensual touch. The first time we are naked. The first time we kiss. The first time we hold one another. No inhibitions. Your slim naked body resting against mine. A heat of desire rising within you. There feel it enjoy it and use it. Hold my hand caress my fingers. I embrace your waist. Pull you to me. Feel my hard cock on your legs. Touch it. Kiss me. Never ever let me go. Here we go babe. My fingers probed below. Enter your special place. Feel you becoming aroused. Wetness. I play with you. My fingers probed and tickle and feel. In and out side to side my lover. You gasp and moan. I move to your spot rub it. See how you shudder how good it feels babe. I will make you cum. You touch me down there. See how hard my dick is! Tell me babe have you seen one that big before? What do you want to do with it? Tell me and show me babe. I trust you. You can do anything in bed with me. As I will with you. This is between us. Oh there! My fingers back inside you. One finger then two and finally three. Feeling your special flower. Oh how tight you are! I caress and explore. You whisper words of desire and longing. I do this and take you to the edge. Almost there. My hand moved going to rub you. All in one action. You feel warm. You shudder in anticipation. How can this feel so good? Heat rises within you. Finally you cum. Your body shakes and you press close to me. You gasp and sigh all once take a deep breath and call my name as your climax washes over you. It engulfs you. You fall into me. Finally it's over. Wetness covers my hand and your leg babe. We kiss. You still hold me there. Wank me off. That feels good. You know how to do this. I take you to a different place. Time pauses we continue kissing. We have made something here just now. That belongs to us. Now it's.me who started to cum. My precum is there. You rub your fingers on it and that feels fine. On the tip of my cock. I say your name and hold you tight. Pulling you to me. As I climax my spunk whizzes over your hand. You laugh at this and it flows and drips on my leg. Still you wank me. We kiss. Our tongues clashing eyes wide shut. We fall together off the edge of the world. We hold one another close. I call your name. We rest together. Then we make love. I take you from behind. Hold your narrow hips and feel your back and legs all of you. I never imagined how right you would be baby! We do this till we both cum together. Our circle complete.something made that is ours and ours alone baby...

Riga creations

Riga creations

Riga Creations

What if in one reality it was Riga who made the flying discs? If she was the Chief Designer? Making the actual one she flew long ago. This was possible. Reality was a map. And there were different types of maps. Some were of cities. They contained roads. Those roads were like reality. They went to different places. One road went north to the port. One went west to the government buildings. You get the idea. In the reality we are talking about it was Riga who designed it. Got the design down on paper. That paper was a system without paper. Yet it could appear paper like. She created all the systems of the craft. This included making it half alive. It was biotic. Half machine half alive. Its power source was a green crystal from a mountain where Riga hiked. From the heart of the mountain. The mountain itself was alive. A pretty green crystal of supreme disposition. It also was both alive and not. It was a different composition. Not just a rock. The ship was grown at the shipyards. Not built in factory. Yet the production or creation process was that of a factory. For products were made. Those products being spaceships. This kind of ship was a flying disc. A saucer shaped vehicle to be used as a shuttle between a massive mother ship and a planet's surface. Other uses included exploration, air defense, construction work and more. It could also abduct other beings. This was darker work. Not creative like building Earth's pyramids. The laser was used for this. Powered by the green crystal fusion reactor. It was all about tuning and frequencies. And power. Riga knew the basics of this. In one reality she was taught by Juniper's Daughter who gave her the ship. In the reality where Riga created the ship's she invented everything. Reality the map. This version. This road led east. There were infinite realities and infinite Riga's. A Riga in each one. This Riga designed and made spaceships. There were other vessels. Many different types and sizes. Some were crewed and others were not. On some a crew was optional. Some spaceships that Riga designed were as big as medium sized planets. There's were interesting ships. All were grown. All were the product of Riga's mind. The Riga of this reality. This Riga who designed spaceships. How did this Riga end up doing this? Far from Planet Earth? That is a different story. Right now Riga was taking her new craft on a test flight. Just a local trip around three stars. Care to join her?

Riga Shiden Pilot

 

 

Riga Shiden Pilot

Riga flew her flying saucer far away. She knew she had to go to a certain place. Go here. A voice in her head told her. This is not urgent but needed. Don't delay it too long.

 

Do you remember Riga? You went for a coffee with Pedro. Three things were wrong that day. You wanted to be mad. Pedro calmed you down. He almost fought with you to keep the peace. He was late due to traffic. You almost shouted at him. He stopped you literally with a kiss. The seller brought the coffee late. This stressed you. Pablo got you vanilla ice cream with a wafer. This calmed you. So you were calm. You had your coffee. Then it happened. A motorcycle crashed into the coffee shop. The plate glass window shattered. You were cut by flying glass. The rider hit Pedro and broke Pedro's little finger. Can you believe it? His pinky was busted. The rider would never walk or ride again. Do you remember this day Riga? How stressed you were. What a test you endured.

 

Events moved on. Riga left Pedro. The reasons don't matter now. For she was in her ship above a purple world made of rock and ice. It was oddly familiar yet surreal as in a dream. She was looking for something. What? That voice. Come and find me. The purple world. You know the one. You lived there for five lifetimes Riga. You'll remember it. Know where it is. Think Riga...

 

She accessed an alien worm hole built by the grey aliens. It was a loop across the stars. Easy to use. Riga ended up flying to a green sun with six planets. She locked onto the purple planet. Easy! The other planets were white or brown. Different elements. All were dead worlds.

 

The voice came to her. She was awake this time. I flew a plane called a Shiden. They took me and left me here. I need you to take me home. Back to Japan. My name is Hito. You are Riga. I dream of you. You are small. And very bad tempered. I will not annoy you. Please help me.

 

Riga was lost for words. I am small, yes. But I'm not bad tempered. Am I? A voice cut through the ether. It was the witch, Juniper's Daughter. Yes Riga. You are bad tempered. The Japanese pilot speaks the truth. He wouldn't lie to you. You're his only chance to get back to Earth. The aliens took him. Something went wrong. I'm not sure what. He's stranded. You need to help him. I cannot do so. I am a spirit.

 

Oh witch! How I've missed you. Where have you been? I'm here alone. There's so much I want to say. Will you join me?

 

Yes, I will join you in spirit Riga. I cannot physically be there. I will guide you. This planet is dangerous. You lived there long ago. Maybe you'll remember. The winds and gravity are a problem. I'll guide your craft down. Pass control to me.

 

The small gal was calm and very observant. She passed control to the witch. Juniper's Daughter was back. Sort of. She flew the saucer and arced down. Winds buffeted them. Even while in space. How was that possible? With shields up, they entered the purple clouds and atmosphere.

 

On the computer screen a dot appeared. There's the plane commented the witch. The pilot is in some kind of protective cube. Here's a scan of it.

 

Riga squinted and put on her glasses. She took in the data and information. It was a lot to take in. The witch asked if she understood and she nodded.

 

Are you coming to get me the pilot asked? His voice was visible this time as a human form. Passing from spirit to human and back again. That was odd. Yet he was still on the surface.

 

Juniper's Daughter flew the ship above the protective cube. She brought the laser online. They could actually see the pilot stood by his plane.

 

The laser is online Riga said. Ok good the witch replied. She powered it up and fine tined the frequencies. First, she shot at the force field. It shimmered and collapsed in on itself. She fired again a glittering green beam in the purple sky. Then she abducted the pilot as the atmosphere closed in to get him. The witch was good and whisked the pilot aboard to the cargo bay.

 

Both gals hurried down to see him. He was ok but worried. My plane! He pointed down to the floor. Please get my plane. His Japanese was translated to English.

 

The witch held up her hand and shut her eyes. The atmosphere would crush the plane. She acted swiftly. Putting a magical shield around the Shiden fighter. With the laser she lifted it carefully upwards. The green plane looked strange in the purple sky and landscape. Like it was alien.

 

When it was aboard it filled the entire bay. Hito the pilot started to cry. Thank you! He repeated and hugged his plane.

 

Riga herself was tearful and marvelled at his fighter plane. It was quite big and looked brand new. Not a hundred years old.

 

Time displacement and other science. I'll explain it later. We need to check the pilot out and he will need to eat and rest. Then we can catch up and talk. Ok Riga? Riga nodded and wiped her eyes. So much had happened since they had last talked or spent time together. Even if the witch was only here as a spirit. She told Riga what to do.

 

The pilot ate some tomato soup and rice with water. Then he was checked out by the ship's scanner. Then he rested. They would fly back to Earth and drop off the pilot. That on itself was difficult but possible.

 

Riga and the witch talked. Do you remember the date with Pedro? When the motorbike rider hit the coffee shop? This is connected to that. You will never guess how Riga. I will explain. Listen closely...

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