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It was a leaden, black ache from his head that stirred him. Opening his eyes, he blurrily took in his surroundings. Recognising the juxtaposition of the soothing ivory-white walls with the gun metal grey door, he remembered where he was.
Looking across from his bunk, there was something new. A set of consoles were arranged across the far wall. There was Astrid pouring over the data on the screen, his vision was still a little blurred.
Pulling the cover off his bed, the bittersweet recognition of what had happened was still there.
His body felt stronger, there was a brooding malevolence lurking under the surface. He could feel it but it did not control him. The contours of his body were still more defined, not plump and swollen but fibrous and tough. He woke every morning with a fierce hardness between his legs that ached from his full balls all through his shaft.
Whatever happened at Camp Theta, how they had ended up in a mind-bending orgy was a mystery to him. Taken back to the Excalibur, they had both been placed under medical supervision and held in quarantine. For forty-eight hours, they had been poked, prodded, bloods taken and observed. Only yesterday, after listening to muttered short phrases and whispers, did they place both of them into recuperation for further observation. He had told Astrid that he felt little more than a lab rat.
Confined to quarters, they had been given something appropriate for senior officers. The Excalibur might be an old ship but it was spacious. Freeman clearly liked his crew to travel in comfort.
“Hello sleepy head, you’ve been out cold for eleven hours.”
Jamie smiled weakly and nodded, “I feel terrible, my body looks all muscular and tough, and I feel like I have the strength of a kitten.”
Astrid smiled, “Well it’s clearly left its mark on you. I like it.”
Jamie shrugged.
“And you? What about you? I like what’s happened to you too.”
“Pervert. You just want to see me naked again.”
Astrid’s body had undergone a similar transformation. Her skin shone with a healthy glow, the muscular tone of her body was tighter and her breasts fuller. Everything that he liked about Astrid’s body had been accentuated. Whatever had them in its thrall, it had left them physically changed.
“Come and look at this? Freeman has given me access to their bio research findings.”
Slowly, Jamie pulled on his bodysuit and walked over.
“Okay, what am I looking at?”
“It’s the RNA of what infected us. It’s a viral pathogen.”
“Okay, what am I looking at in plain English?”
“A virus, it’s in the roots of the plants. So when we fucked on those plains, tearing at that grass must have released it.”
“Right, now I’m no expert but a virus that lives in plants can’t infect humans right? Different genus?”
Astrid looked at Jamie in mild astonishment, “Wow, very good.”
“Only it did, it’s a whole new classification of virus unknown to biological science. A virus that seems to stimulate the hormones in our bodies. Testosterone in men and Oestrogen in women. Your bloods were off the charts, massive amounts. Mine were too.”
“Okay, and they are the hormones that make us horny?”
“Uh-huh, now usually after, ahem, doing ‘the business’, the body produces other hormones to suppress sexual desire. This virus switches those off completely. If it does the same in plants, no wonder it was so fertile there. The plants could easily reproduce.”
“So we’re just going to keep feeling horny and keep fucking? I imagine you could quite literally fuck yourself to death. Especially if I was with you, cum and go at the same time.”
Astrid giggled, “You had a lucky escape. Seriously, I think you’d fuck to the point that physical exhaustion kicks in. Death by fucking in people our age would be unlikely.”
Jamie looked puzzled, “So how come it’s left us looking like Mister and Miss Gym-rat?”
“Well, looking at what they’ve found out so far, there’s been some permanent metabolic and biochemical changes.”
“Fuck, you mean, we’re stuck like this?”
Astrid turned to look at him, “Yep, probably. Sounds like you are complaining about it?”
Jamie shook his head, “No, no, not at all. I mean, my pecs feel kinda heavy, it’s going to take some getting used to.”
“How do you think I feel having gone up at least a cup size? Not to mention other things, I could probably crush you with my thighs. I’ve only got to look at you naked now, and I’m a bitch in heat.”
A little dumbfounded, Jamie looked at Astrid, “Really? Because you have no idea just how fucking hard I can get now. I’m bigger too and it’s much more muscular.”
Astrid giggled, “You know Svetlana, she’s only just been released from quarantine.”
“Is she okay?”
“Seems to be, according her bloods, she was ovulating. Hence her voracious appetite.”
Jamie laughed gruffly, picked up Astrid’s coffee mug and took a gulp.
“That’s one word for it, voracious.”
Astrid placed her hand over his, “I remember more of what happened y’know?”
“You do? Care to fill me in? I don’t remember much.”
“Well, you know the exploration corps? Melissa somehow managed to restrain three of them, Scott, Beth and Ben. For some reason she seemed to get her wits about her. She piled them into the transport and left for the Casimir.”
“Fuck, really? I don’t remember that.”
“Well, once the Excalibur picked us up, they tried contacting the Casimir, but it’s off grid. If it is a virus, chances are they infected the rest of the crew. The Casimir is still orbiting, but all their arrays and probes have been inactive for days now.”
“No! What are they going to do?”
“I don’t know, Freeman told me that they will give it another forty-eight hours. The virus seems to die off after thirty hours or so after first infection. That is if they haven’t fucked themselves to death.”
Jamie laughed.
“Seriously though, with that level of testosterone coursing through the males… things could turn ugly. ”
Jamie nodded in agreement, “True. So what happened after they left?”
“Svetlana just went nuts, well, she went after your nuts and Dalton’s. You both fucked her for hours. Both of you just kept pumping her full of cum. I had to have her too, she tasted delicious. When you weren’t fucking her, I had you and Dalton in me too. Both of you at the same time at one point. Your cock just wouldn’t go down, you passed out through sheer tiredness. So me and Svetlana set ourselves on Dalton, he didn’t have a prayer. I must have climaxed thirty, forty times. I lost count.”
“Jesus Astrid! No wonder he was begging to be left alone.”
Her hand grazed his hardness, “Y’know, whilst everyone else might die from a terminal case of embarrassment. It was such a rush for me. You really let yourself go too.”
He growled as her firm hand gripped his shaft.
“So I was thinking… after a couple of days rest, you might want some more?”
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Perched on the edge of the table with her legs spread widely apart, he impaled her fully. Looking down, his tumescent length cleaved her puffy sex. Drenched in sweat, a bead ran down the cleft of her breasts as his firm hands kneaded them. Teasing her erect nipples sent peals of intense pleasure into her loins making her moan loudly.
Looking into Astrid’s eyes, her expression was one of blissful wonder at his strong assertive control of her body. So vivid was every tiny sensation, her body writhed with every thrust of his cock.
Reciprocating with her heels, she pressed them into his stout gluts craving more. Directing his tempo, he grazed those sensitive nerve endings as another menacing climax brooded inside her body. Her clit throbbed with an intense warmth, it felt so large and hard as she stirred it with her fingers.
When she exploded the second time on his length and through firmly closed eyes, she had seen stars. Mercilessly, he’d fucked her through it with barely a grunt of his own.
With her arm outstretched, pulling with her hand on the back of his neck, she ground her sex on the hilt of his cock. She was broiling his shaft with her juices, running from her sex to his balls. He pressed himself fully inside her. Reaching with her hands, she clung to his body as he impaled her fully. It was enough to expel the air from her as her body tensed, rising and falling with each stroke into her.
Looking to him, his assertive control of her was unrelenting. Succumbing to the way he held her, she felt him scoop her up in his arms. Wrapping her strong legs around him, he dropped her onto his cock and thrust upwards. Each time he dropped her, it forced a deep grunt from her diaphragm and through her larynx. Stuttering for air, she clung to him reeling from how it churned her insides.
Instinctively she kissed and sucked on his shoulder; as he started pounding her, she bit on it.
A new savagery took over him, responding to her playful nip, he drove into her with all his strength. That familiar heat built inside his body, she could feel it swell too and dug her fingers into his uncompromising body.
“F...F…uck, do it, do… it!”
Panting for air, her own body began to bind. Her mind was racing, caught up in the excitement and ecstasy of being thoroughly taken. Losing any semblance of fluidity, she mechanically thrashed on his cock. Clenching at him, a booming groan left her mouth. There was no warning, no build up, it just smashed through her muscles. Its novelty exhilarated her as her body convulsed with a ferocity that vented as louder and louder groans. His deep animal roar joined hers as he bucked viciously into her, pushing her up with just the leverage on his hips. As deep as he could be inside her, he released his seed.
Clinging to each other with all their strength as they spasmed hard; his warmth filled her convulsing sex.
Tenderly, he placed her back on the table. She clung to him as her head swam in a haze of pulsating warmth. Easing his cock from her, she felt how she clasped his essence inside her so tightly. Staggering to his bunk, he slumped into it, his cock still throbbing hard.
Cool air hit the perspiration sheened over her body, her eyes still fixed on his vicious hard cock. He was thicker, bigger, his balls firm and large. She felt a twinge from her sex, a need for more firing rapaciously through her senses. Fighting to control it, she struggled to think of anything else.
“It is going down?”
She had to ask, the savagery she had endured felt so familiar. A fleeting concern rippled through her mind, maybe they were still infected, and maybe it was permanent.
Jamie was blowing hard for air, he nodded feebly, “Yes, slowly. Woooh, that was good.”
“I could get used to that,” laughed Astrid, “Stud!”
It was a weak smile but a happy one, “Thanks… Slut!”
“Mmmm, your slut.”
She smiled watching him struggle, teasing her sex with a finger, she felt a pang of soreness. He had given her the kind of sex she used to masturbate over. The driving hard, non-stop fucking that she had fantasised about for years.
Easing herself off the table, she popped open the blue and white cubicle door. Selecting ‘nine’, the electrostatic shower buzzed quietly. First, she felt the charge pull the sweat from her body, then a spritz of water soaked her all over from all angles.
Jamie didn’t count the number of cycles as it buzzed and sprayed. As his body recovered slowly, he looked to see the door open. Clean and fresh, she happily cavorted before him. Amazonian, her taut shapely body held him captivated.
“You know, I had to order this from their replicator, the one I had on didn’t fit anymore.”
“Huh?”
She held her new body suit aloft.
“Well, my thighs are thicker, not much but enough and seriously, my hips a little broader. I have guns now and well, you know about chest.”
Jamie sniggered.
“I’m the same as you the cut wasn’t right on mine. Package and just about everything else. It was indecent, the fabric just clung to me. It looked like I had a banana shoved down there.
They both laughed.
“Now go shower and set it to nine Jamie, you reek of sex.”
=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Confined to quarters, rather than loiter around Astrid, he’d taken a console and was fiddling about with the keyboard.
“Oooh…. I’m in.”
Astrid looked over.
“In what? In the shit? As in taken prisoner?”
“No, I’m in the ship’s systems, these dumb fuckers left every back door wide open. The ship’s computers have the same firmware as ours. Tactical insist on a number of back doors in the event of emergency. These idiots forgot to close them. In their hurry to get here, I doubt they configured it properly. If I press this button now….”
Astrid wheeled her chair closer to his.
“What’s that?”
“Tactical computer, full control of the ship’s systems. Now I just need to upload a little bit of software.”
“Jamie, should you be doing this?”
He looked at her and smiled, “I’m military trained, relax. They are not even going to know I am here. Have you seen my PerComp?”
“That thing? Yeah, they brought it back whilst you were asleep. Here you are, the Comptech said you had great taste in Holo-porn.”
He smiled, “That Holo-porn is going to get us out of here.”
Fiddling with his PerComp, he swiped his finger over some of the files and tapped some of the virtual keys.
“You see, inside various Holo-porn files are some of my favourite bits of software. Strictly speaking, most of this software is illegal. However, I like to have the edge when I’m in a fix.”
Astrid looked as much puzzled as bemused.
“What, my junior rocket scientist, are you fucking doing?”
“I’m going to do a few things. First, disable the Excalibur’s weapons systems.”
“What!”
Jamie looked at Astrid, “Oh yes, this ship is packing. Phase Cannon and Mass Torpedos. They could put a real crimp in the Casimir’s day. It’s Mil-Spec everything here except the crew. They are…”
Jamie tapped on some more keys.
“Fucking amateurs! Have you checked all the data on the Thorne?”
“What data?”
“Oh, the full UN report I’ve found and also the transmission logs. It might be a private crew but this is a UN mission, they’ve been here a month already.”
“WHAT!”
“Yep, the mission log, full report, data, transmissions, science, everything.”
“Fuck!”
Astrid was trembling in her seat, her fingers felt knotted as she swiped clumsily at the console. Her mouth drying as her heart raced.
“Okay, you have it?”
“Erm, yes.”
“That should keep you busy. I’m loading it to my PerComp for insurance.”
Looking to her, she was dumbfounded, “Erm, yeah good idea. Fuck! This report is the motherlode.”
“Right, now I’m going to force the ship’s computer to upload all its mission data to our Transport in the docking bay. Okay, set. Now a logic bomb to delete the ship’s data once I’ve….”
Jamie swiped at the console.
“Set the ship’s system to hard cycle, fuck, this is too easy.”
Astrid paused, “You are going to do what?”
“I can shut down the ship’s systems and the doors go to manual including the docking bay. If I set the computer to issue a hazardous material alert, that will freak them out and send them into the clean rooms.”
“Go Jamie!”
“I’m just checking on the condition of Svetlana and Dalton. Okay, they are in recuperation too. Ah good, two doors down.”
“Excellent, isn’t there a danger once they sorted out what’s happened they’ll come after us?”
“Nope, I’m going to lock its NavComp to take the scenic route to Lagrange A too. Give us a chance to get our shit together on the Casimir.”
“Jamie?”
Oblivious to her words, she tapped him on the shoulder.
“What? What’s up?”
“They have samples of the virus on board.”
“What!”
“Something else about it being of interest to Pharmaceuticals back at home. Kind of figures doesn’t it? Think of the potential markets, sexual dysfunction, recreational use, and biochemical improvements…”
Jamie interjected, “Yeah, like taking a ninety kilo killing machine and turning him into a hundred and ten kilo killing machine with a very bad attitude that can rut like a bunny.”
Astrid sniggered even though it wasn’t funny, “Yep, they aren’t going to be making love but making war with the aggression of those boosted hormones.”
Jamie was tapping determinedly on his console.
“Fuck! Jamie?”
“What?”
“They knew all this before we got here. They requested some test subjects and guess who that was?”
“Us? Why those fucking cunts!”
“Thing is, it’s far too virulent according to UN protocols so they are using this private vessel to bring it to Earth instead.”
“Oh no they fucking don’t. Can you imagine if that got out back home? Twelve billion people exposed to that! It would be anarchy!”
“The only cure is excessive doses of oxytocin, enough to be fatal in some circumstances. That’s genocide.”
“One minute Astrid. Okay, I’ve located several F-TOM packages in the event of a biological emergency.”
“What are you doing?”
“Programming them to clean anything organic.”
“Hang on, those nanites need to be programmed properly or they will eat the crew. Nothing bigger than, erm… Give that console to me…”
Astrid leant over and started to program the F-TOM packages.
“Okay, they’ll avoid living tissue, they’ll consume their hair and anything with their sweat on it like their clothes. Fuck it, I can’t be arsed doing more. Serves them right.”
Jamie tapped on his console. Pulling tenderly on the back of Astrid’s head, he softly kissed her.
“For luck. Ready?”
Picking up his PerComp, he swiped the screen. The lights in the room flickered and then went out. A gloomy orange hue filled their quarters, the sharp contrast was enough to make out shapes.
“Come on! Quickly!”
Taking Astrid hand, he pulled her through the open door. Locating Svetlana and Dalton was easy enough, they looked a little confused, but we’re pleased to see them.
“Okay guys? No time to talk, follow me,” commanded Jamie.
Looking down at the schematic, they ran through the low lit corridor. The computer sounded an alarm.
“Warning: Biological break. Warning: Biological Break.”
Svetlana froze still, a terrified look in her eyes.
Astrid held her hand and pulled on it to snap her out of her fear, “Svetlana, it’s a false alarm. We just need to get the crew away from us. It’s okay, come on.”
They bowled down the corridor at a rate of knots, pulling the door open, the docking bay came into view.
“There it is. Quickly!”
Punching the large green button, the rear ramp of the transport began to open. Its low groan reverberated off the sharp contours of the cavernous docking bay.
“Everyone in.”
Buckled up, he flicked the front bank of switches. Powering up with a whine, the engines rapidly spooled. Waiting for the light to illuminate that the transport door was closed, the inky black of deep space came into view. Klaxons sounded as the pressure in the docking bay began to fall.
“Okay here goes.”
Swiping on his PerComp, a countdown appeared. Cycling down, the systems would hard reset, NavComp would be re-programmed and the F-TOM package would be released. The transport lurched forward and in a few metres, they were free of the Excalibur.
Flicking on the stick, the transport swished away building speed. From the rear cameras, the docking bay doors were closed. There was no response from the Excalibur, no signs of an impending weapon discharge.
“We’re clear.”
Slowing to remain in range of the Excalibur’s systems, his PerComp cycled down to zero. The orange lights and the red glow from the ships engines flickered and went out. Moments later, white light illuminated the ship.
“… Two… One… Systems back on-line, hard-reset and NavComp programmed. F-TOM packages away.”
Flickering back into life, the Excalibur’s engines began to glow more and more brightly.
“Best get out of here, the wash from a forming Alcubierre bubble will destroy our ship. Scanners have picked up the Casimir just disappearing around the other side of E-2. We’ll meet it on its way round. Should be there in about two hours.”
Astrid squeezed his hand, a look of pride in her face and a small tear in her eye needed no words.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
It had been two weeks since their escape.
Getting on-board was easy enough; wearing respirators, the crew were in a bad way. Replicating large doses of oxytocin, they had to restrain several of the crew, but they responded well to treatment. Other than a very bad case of social awkwardness and embarrassment; there were no serious repercussions. Dalton was still badly shook up and felt deeply ashamed. Clear of the virus, they put him into Cryo to sleep it off.
Subjecting the ship to a fully programmed F-TOM deep clean, they assigned themselves to new work orders with the recovered crew. They set to work disseminating the UN report and also a forensic trawl through the science research and logs of the Excalibur.
They met in the bridge, a decision had to be made.
“So? What we are proposing is a violation of several UN resolutions on terraforming protocols,” said Captain Thomson.
As bio-specialist, Astrid went first, “We have the full report on the disappearance of the Thorne. Essentially, it was a cover-up. Suffering the same kind of crippling shame as Dalton, a rescue mission brought the crew home and dispersed them throughout the Corps. New identities, memory erasures, thankfully there were no ill effects and it seems they lived full productive lives.”
“Well, I guess that’s something. Why wait until now before going back?” asked the Captain.
“They knew they needed to genetically engineer the virus to put it to profitable use. Simply put, they did not have the ability for such a complex virus. New advances in gene splicing and manipulation brought them back. However, it seems that the specialists on the Excalibur were not as knowledgeable as they hoped for.”
“Lucky for us all,” answered the Captain. “The orchestrated subterfuge of the UN over three hundred years. The organised attempt and material threat to bring the virus to Earth. This presents a substantial risk to billions of people all in the name of profit. How is our solution to this dreadful problem progressing?”
Astrid smiled happily, “We’ve established a gene adaption to the virus. It’s a minor and simple modification, enough to stop it passing into the human genus. We tested it on the surface, it worked.”
“And the distribution system?”
“We have ten thousand litres of the liquid enzyme, we’ve been running the replicators twenty-hours a day. The robotic probes will aerosol this, full coverage of the planet will be achieved in a hundred or so Sol hours. Full mutation over several months maybe a Sol year, any pollen will also carry the modification so it will cross-breed with other plants.”
“So we are agreed?” asked the Captain.
Everyone nodded, it was unanimous.
“Computer, program Zulu-Echo. Authorisation Thomson, nine-five-four-four-one.”
“Acknowledged. Zulu-Echo executing.”
Watching from the large windows of the bridge, scores of probes flooded from the ship. Every single probe carried hundreds of litres of enzyme. In stunned silence they watched as they caught the light, each one drawing a brilliant white vapour trail as they entered the atmosphere.
“Contact, deployment underway. Scanners report chemical signature in grid one, 280 parts per million and stable.”
To peals of happy applause and a hearty slap on the back from Captain Thomson, Astrid smiled and blushed.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
This was their last few hours before Cryo-sleep and the voyage home. Jamie had agreed to remain awake for the three weeks they would traverse the wormhole. He wanted to ensure no further harm came to them. Subspace communications with Prime Executive had been established after they had beamed the UN report into the disappearance of the Thorne to the world’s media.
There had been a mass of high profile resignations. The Security Council had placed new people in charge, carefully picked from the best. Assured of no repercussions, they were all offered their first choice of new assignments. Prime Executive confirmed they were tracking the Excalibur and promised a very special reception committee for them on their arrival.
In his quarters, Astrid had that look in her eyes. She had stripped him, thrown him onto the bunk and straddled him. Taking him in hand, she fed his cock into her.
His eyes, wide as saucers, savoured her naked body as she freed it from her bodysuit. Atop of him, she pressed her hands into his torso and luxuriated in the fullness she felt. Sat upright, their eyes met after he had devoured the sight of her body impaled on him. She was sopping wet and with subtle movements of her hips she had accommodated him tightly inside her.
“Lie still Jamie.”
In her relentlessness to fuck him, this was not going to be just sex. This was going to be a living exhibition of her impaled body on top of him. With all her self-confidence and expertise, she held him in her thrall.
Astrid looked down at her prostrate lover. The debilitating effect of her cunt on his cock made him groan. Svetlana flicked the light on. Sitting on the bench in the low-lit corner she slowly splayed her legs. Naked and showing him her wet swollen sex, she smiled at his dumbfounded expression.
“What the…!”
Astrid bounced on his cock more firmly.
“Fuck!”
“Shhh! Just enjoy the view, I will,” said Astrid.
Mesmerised by the sight of Svetlana’s body, he looked to see Astrid on top.
“You think we’d go into Cryo for three weeks and not have the chance to repeat this?”
Astrid laughed at the look of incredulity on Jamie’s face.
Looking into his eyes, her hips pushed all of him into her at once. Each time she took him slowly but resolutely, Jamie let out a whispered gasp. This was not to be hurried; this was her time to appreciate his throbbing hard cock.
He had come a long way from that bumbling tech geek who struggled to ask her on a date. Now, he was a warrior, a saviour of souls and a sublime fuck. Riding him like this was an exploration of him, his psyche, his character and his body.
She knew that the gentle elegance of their conjoined bodies would viciously taunt Jamie’s need for them both. She smiled as she controlled his body beneath her and admired his control to indulge her. She knew he would be fighting the need to roll her over and pound her into sexual delirium.
Slowly walking to them, Svetlana straddled his face. Looking up, he saw the glistening wet slit of her sex was pink and swollen. Lowering herself on top of his mouth, he took to her with a sexual hunger that forced her eyes closed.
“Fuck, I thought you could use some help holding him d…d…own. Mmmmm.”
Astrid let gravity do her bidding and felt him fully inside her again. His hardness left her fully skewered as she nurtured that delicious ache she knew so well. Slowly she would cultivate it into her inevitable tumult. She would have him feel its full force helpless beneath her.
Pausing for a moment, she rubbed her sex against the hilt of his cock. The friction shocked her clit and fed that tension. Bracing her muscles against him deliberately, there was very little latitude as she felt his implacable hardness.
“You like that? Can you feel it?”
His response was a little muffled but it was a rhetorical question.
Svetlana’s hips slowly moved at the attention he gave to her. His powerful tongue flicked at the swollen nub of her clit. She looked bereft with lust and arousal, her powerful lithe body, built for activity surged forward. Astrid caressed Svetlana’s taut breasts and leant in to kiss her passionately. She tensed her potent thighs to rise and then fall on him repeatedly. His body writhed on the bed trapped beneath them both as he groaned. She rewarded his craving with a slightly faster tempo.
She smiled happily into Svetlana’s eyes as she slowly rode him.
“You like being like this? Me on top controlling you?”
His reaction again was immediate; Svetlana yelped.
“You feel my cunt on you? I can feel how big you are, I’m so full. Eat her pussy, make her feel how good it feels.”
Svetlana’s eyes burned into hers, her full lips parted and begged to be kissed. Astrid wrapped her arms around her neck and took her with a deep kiss. She felt the adoring caress of Svetlana’s soft hands over her torso, breasts and down to her aching slit. Astrid knew that his tongue would be relentless at the sound of their kissing.
Time dilated, moments turning to minutes, the pageant of her body fuelled Svetlana’s yearning for her. Together, they relished the shared experience knowing what this intimacy meant to them. Jamie was man enough for them both, he had proved that already. Astrid’s body swelled at the thought of seeing her impaled on his stallion cock.
Crunching her hair with her hands, her voluminous breasts stretched tautly over her frame. Svetlana witnessed her bare sex grasping his cock. It was sheened with her arousal and her fine labial lips gripped his shaft. Astrid’s thighs tensed again and she ground herself on the hilt of his glorious cock. His dimensions were obscene to take; his imposing cock befitted her design for her own pleasure.
“Touch me,” she commanded.
Svetlana’s hands kneaded her breasts and fingers teased her erect nipples, her touch enflamed her more. Astrid rose and dropped herself onto him; her head went down as her hair fell in layers down the sides of her face. She reached with a hand to flick it behind an ear and bit her bottom lip as its pleasure surged through her.
Opening her eyes, she stared into Svetlana’s with a determined sweet malice. The expression on her face was one of bliss, her hips rubbing her cunt over his mouth.
There was no need for words, with a whimper and a soft shudder, Svetlana climaxed with an elegance that belied her time on E-2. Astrid softly stroked her breast and shared a delicate, feminine kiss. Easing from him, she lay alongside his prone body, tasting her juices off his moist lips.
Smiling as she watched him groan loudly, he cannoned into hard. He could pound her and make her cum violently if he wished to. He wanted to roll her over, to make her scream and scratch his muscular back. He wanted her to bite into his shoulder as she came.
Astrid pressed his full length into the cauldron heat of her sex. His punishment was a litany of collisions of her hips against him. Svetlana toyed with his nipples, taking one in her fingers and pinching it firmly.
The battering sensation of her tight cunt overpowered him and he sagged into the bed.
“That better, I’m in control now. I’m fucking you, buck in me again, and I’ll tie you to the bed.”
His cock throbbed hard and her eyes closed momentarily as she felt him. Taking him with more abandon, her velvet wetness engulfed him. Reaching out with her hands, Astrid took Svetlana’s breasts. Inside her, his cock felt large and heavy, she felt each graze against the walls of her sex. His cock was the fulcrum of her body upon him. With every slight movement, the fiery heat and silky tightness of her cunt pummelled his senses.
“Oh fuck, don’t stop, please don’t stop,” spat Jamie.
Pressing her hands onto him, the viscous friction of his cock skidded against the sensitive nerve endings of her muscular walls. The need to climax fuelled her conviction and she pressed herself onto him. A low groan left her as she felt the swell of his cock exceed the tightness of her aching sex.
Her hips ground onto him, fucking his cock forcefully.
“Astrid, please… oh fuck…..please.”
“Beg and I’ll make you cum.”
Jamie strained his tumescent muscles to thrust back in an effort to reach his climax. With a series of admonishing tuts combined with the strength of her body, Astrid reasserted herself.
“I’m begging you, please, please.”
“Better.”
Svetlana kissed him as Astrid stirred her pussy with her fingers. She would stoke her body to follow her once she was finished.
Astrid’s thighs and hips conspired together; she delivered vigorous, frenetic crashes against his body and got the fill of his girthy cock inside her. The inevitability of their union announced itself through her insides and out through her breathing.
She sat upright again and the curve of his meat slid easily against her. Her full breasts pulled taut across her frame and she felt frantic hands paw at them. That was the spot, that perfect place and she exploited it. Leaning back, his cock pressed mercilessly against the upper walls of her cauldron.
That delicious tension cramped inside her. She heard his frantic breathing and gripped his legs firmly for more purchase. It was not luck or happy accident that she found that place, it was in her design and her body screamed in appreciation. Her body automatically clutched him harder and she felt it press against that place once more. She slew his unyielding cock against her cunt walls and felt the torrents of electricity coursing through her.
Her brain wanted to send words through her mouth. Such was the effect of his cock, each word was a struggle.
“Come inside me H… uhhh… Fuck! Fill me, fucking fill me!”
Through blurred eyes, Jamie witnessed her body as she took him. The spectacle of her outstretched body fucking him overloaded his senses. Lifting his head, the sensations and the visual of his cock sawing in and out of her bare mound was too much. Svetlana sucked on his nipple, caressing the other one with her hand.
Throwing his head back, his fevered body stretched out and began to shake. She knew his time had come and she delivered the coup-de-grace. He clasped her thighs with all his strength and buried himself deeply inside her.
“Oh fuck, I’m cumming…”
The sound of his blood rushing throbbed in his ears. The confines of her sex stole Jamie’s breath, and his body took over.
As his essence flooded into her, the last thing she saw was his body fully tensed.
Her orgasm tore violently into her and a mighty groan echoed into the ceiling. Squeezing his hard throbbing meat, she writhed upon him as they shared wave after wave of delirious pleasure. The power and savagery of her orgasm overwhelmed her. As their convulsion coincided, she shrieked; his cock throbbed so hard that each convulsion from her cunt had the power of ten. Her sobs punctured the febrile air as she shuddered on top of him. As the fury and violence of each spasm eased, she threw herself on top of him. Her muscles were aflame, and her lungs were hungry for air.
Listening to the sound of his thumping heart, her cunt was hot with the added heat of his seed. In the stillness of their bodies, she felt his spent cock still throbbing.
“Do you think they heard us on the rest of the ship?”
Astrid tried hard to giggle yet it was airy and weak. All of her muscles were soaked with a gratifying and soothing warmth. Their torpid bodies heaved and fell against each other for moments of recovery.
Exchanging a knowing look with Svetlana, Astrid eased from the bed. Perched on a table, Svetlana knelt between her splayed legs and pushed her soft tongue into her wet folds.
Watching Svetlana’s pert arse in the air and how it framed her moist puffy folds, Jamie felt his loins stirring.
With her mouth suffused with her juices and his essences, she moved up Astrid’s body. A kiss and then another met her lips as they shared the taste of their congress.
“Holy fuck Astrid that was amazing.”
“Oh that? That was nothing.”
She laughed at his astonished expression.
“Had you.”
“You just have.”
With a sharp intake of air, his features melted. Looking down Svetlana’s mouth, she had his semi-erect cock. Looking up to meet his eyes, Astrid gasped contently as she brought life to his shaft.
“Oh fuck! She’s amazing. Is she going to fuck me too?”
Astrid smiled, “No, she wants you to pound the fuck out of her.”
He hardened easily, he knew it would be a vicious fuck.
“Come on spaceman, chop, chop.”
She looked at the flashing blue light of his PerComp placed at a strategic point on the shelf. It was recording every movement, sight and sound. All in perfect three-dimensional holography, this would be his solace in his brave solitude.
She gave a wink at the lens and mouthed three words.
“I love you.”
Looking across from his bunk, there was something new. A set of consoles were arranged across the far wall. There was Astrid pouring over the data on the screen, his vision was still a little blurred.
Pulling the cover off his bed, the bittersweet recognition of what had happened was still there.
His body felt stronger, there was a brooding malevolence lurking under the surface. He could feel it but it did not control him. The contours of his body were still more defined, not plump and swollen but fibrous and tough. He woke every morning with a fierce hardness between his legs that ached from his full balls all through his shaft.
Whatever happened at Camp Theta, how they had ended up in a mind-bending orgy was a mystery to him. Taken back to the Excalibur, they had both been placed under medical supervision and held in quarantine. For forty-eight hours, they had been poked, prodded, bloods taken and observed. Only yesterday, after listening to muttered short phrases and whispers, did they place both of them into recuperation for further observation. He had told Astrid that he felt little more than a lab rat.
Confined to quarters, they had been given something appropriate for senior officers. The Excalibur might be an old ship but it was spacious. Freeman clearly liked his crew to travel in comfort.
“Hello sleepy head, you’ve been out cold for eleven hours.”
Jamie smiled weakly and nodded, “I feel terrible, my body looks all muscular and tough, and I feel like I have the strength of a kitten.”
Astrid smiled, “Well it’s clearly left its mark on you. I like it.”
Jamie shrugged.
“And you? What about you? I like what’s happened to you too.”
“Pervert. You just want to see me naked again.”
Astrid’s body had undergone a similar transformation. Her skin shone with a healthy glow, the muscular tone of her body was tighter and her breasts fuller. Everything that he liked about Astrid’s body had been accentuated. Whatever had them in its thrall, it had left them physically changed.
“Come and look at this? Freeman has given me access to their bio research findings.”
Slowly, Jamie pulled on his bodysuit and walked over.
“Okay, what am I looking at?”
“It’s the RNA of what infected us. It’s a viral pathogen.”
“Okay, what am I looking at in plain English?”
“A virus, it’s in the roots of the plants. So when we fucked on those plains, tearing at that grass must have released it.”
“Right, now I’m no expert but a virus that lives in plants can’t infect humans right? Different genus?”
Astrid looked at Jamie in mild astonishment, “Wow, very good.”
“Only it did, it’s a whole new classification of virus unknown to biological science. A virus that seems to stimulate the hormones in our bodies. Testosterone in men and Oestrogen in women. Your bloods were off the charts, massive amounts. Mine were too.”
“Okay, and they are the hormones that make us horny?”
“Uh-huh, now usually after, ahem, doing ‘the business’, the body produces other hormones to suppress sexual desire. This virus switches those off completely. If it does the same in plants, no wonder it was so fertile there. The plants could easily reproduce.”
“So we’re just going to keep feeling horny and keep fucking? I imagine you could quite literally fuck yourself to death. Especially if I was with you, cum and go at the same time.”
Astrid giggled, “You had a lucky escape. Seriously, I think you’d fuck to the point that physical exhaustion kicks in. Death by fucking in people our age would be unlikely.”
Jamie looked puzzled, “So how come it’s left us looking like Mister and Miss Gym-rat?”
“Well, looking at what they’ve found out so far, there’s been some permanent metabolic and biochemical changes.”
“Fuck, you mean, we’re stuck like this?”
Astrid turned to look at him, “Yep, probably. Sounds like you are complaining about it?”
Jamie shook his head, “No, no, not at all. I mean, my pecs feel kinda heavy, it’s going to take some getting used to.”
“How do you think I feel having gone up at least a cup size? Not to mention other things, I could probably crush you with my thighs. I’ve only got to look at you naked now, and I’m a bitch in heat.”
A little dumbfounded, Jamie looked at Astrid, “Really? Because you have no idea just how fucking hard I can get now. I’m bigger too and it’s much more muscular.”
Astrid giggled, “You know Svetlana, she’s only just been released from quarantine.”
“Is she okay?”
“Seems to be, according her bloods, she was ovulating. Hence her voracious appetite.”
Jamie laughed gruffly, picked up Astrid’s coffee mug and took a gulp.
“That’s one word for it, voracious.”
Astrid placed her hand over his, “I remember more of what happened y’know?”
“You do? Care to fill me in? I don’t remember much.”
“Well, you know the exploration corps? Melissa somehow managed to restrain three of them, Scott, Beth and Ben. For some reason she seemed to get her wits about her. She piled them into the transport and left for the Casimir.”
“Fuck, really? I don’t remember that.”
“Well, once the Excalibur picked us up, they tried contacting the Casimir, but it’s off grid. If it is a virus, chances are they infected the rest of the crew. The Casimir is still orbiting, but all their arrays and probes have been inactive for days now.”
“No! What are they going to do?”
“I don’t know, Freeman told me that they will give it another forty-eight hours. The virus seems to die off after thirty hours or so after first infection. That is if they haven’t fucked themselves to death.”
Jamie laughed.
“Seriously though, with that level of testosterone coursing through the males… things could turn ugly. ”
Jamie nodded in agreement, “True. So what happened after they left?”
“Svetlana just went nuts, well, she went after your nuts and Dalton’s. You both fucked her for hours. Both of you just kept pumping her full of cum. I had to have her too, she tasted delicious. When you weren’t fucking her, I had you and Dalton in me too. Both of you at the same time at one point. Your cock just wouldn’t go down, you passed out through sheer tiredness. So me and Svetlana set ourselves on Dalton, he didn’t have a prayer. I must have climaxed thirty, forty times. I lost count.”
“Jesus Astrid! No wonder he was begging to be left alone.”
Her hand grazed his hardness, “Y’know, whilst everyone else might die from a terminal case of embarrassment. It was such a rush for me. You really let yourself go too.”
He growled as her firm hand gripped his shaft.
“So I was thinking… after a couple of days rest, you might want some more?”
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Perched on the edge of the table with her legs spread widely apart, he impaled her fully. Looking down, his tumescent length cleaved her puffy sex. Drenched in sweat, a bead ran down the cleft of her breasts as his firm hands kneaded them. Teasing her erect nipples sent peals of intense pleasure into her loins making her moan loudly.
Looking into Astrid’s eyes, her expression was one of blissful wonder at his strong assertive control of her body. So vivid was every tiny sensation, her body writhed with every thrust of his cock.
Reciprocating with her heels, she pressed them into his stout gluts craving more. Directing his tempo, he grazed those sensitive nerve endings as another menacing climax brooded inside her body. Her clit throbbed with an intense warmth, it felt so large and hard as she stirred it with her fingers.
When she exploded the second time on his length and through firmly closed eyes, she had seen stars. Mercilessly, he’d fucked her through it with barely a grunt of his own.
With her arm outstretched, pulling with her hand on the back of his neck, she ground her sex on the hilt of his cock. She was broiling his shaft with her juices, running from her sex to his balls. He pressed himself fully inside her. Reaching with her hands, she clung to his body as he impaled her fully. It was enough to expel the air from her as her body tensed, rising and falling with each stroke into her.
Looking to him, his assertive control of her was unrelenting. Succumbing to the way he held her, she felt him scoop her up in his arms. Wrapping her strong legs around him, he dropped her onto his cock and thrust upwards. Each time he dropped her, it forced a deep grunt from her diaphragm and through her larynx. Stuttering for air, she clung to him reeling from how it churned her insides.
Instinctively she kissed and sucked on his shoulder; as he started pounding her, she bit on it.
A new savagery took over him, responding to her playful nip, he drove into her with all his strength. That familiar heat built inside his body, she could feel it swell too and dug her fingers into his uncompromising body.
“F...F…uck, do it, do… it!”
Panting for air, her own body began to bind. Her mind was racing, caught up in the excitement and ecstasy of being thoroughly taken. Losing any semblance of fluidity, she mechanically thrashed on his cock. Clenching at him, a booming groan left her mouth. There was no warning, no build up, it just smashed through her muscles. Its novelty exhilarated her as her body convulsed with a ferocity that vented as louder and louder groans. His deep animal roar joined hers as he bucked viciously into her, pushing her up with just the leverage on his hips. As deep as he could be inside her, he released his seed.
Clinging to each other with all their strength as they spasmed hard; his warmth filled her convulsing sex.
Tenderly, he placed her back on the table. She clung to him as her head swam in a haze of pulsating warmth. Easing his cock from her, she felt how she clasped his essence inside her so tightly. Staggering to his bunk, he slumped into it, his cock still throbbing hard.
Cool air hit the perspiration sheened over her body, her eyes still fixed on his vicious hard cock. He was thicker, bigger, his balls firm and large. She felt a twinge from her sex, a need for more firing rapaciously through her senses. Fighting to control it, she struggled to think of anything else.
“It is going down?”
She had to ask, the savagery she had endured felt so familiar. A fleeting concern rippled through her mind, maybe they were still infected, and maybe it was permanent.
Jamie was blowing hard for air, he nodded feebly, “Yes, slowly. Woooh, that was good.”
“I could get used to that,” laughed Astrid, “Stud!”
It was a weak smile but a happy one, “Thanks… Slut!”
“Mmmm, your slut.”
She smiled watching him struggle, teasing her sex with a finger, she felt a pang of soreness. He had given her the kind of sex she used to masturbate over. The driving hard, non-stop fucking that she had fantasised about for years.
Easing herself off the table, she popped open the blue and white cubicle door. Selecting ‘nine’, the electrostatic shower buzzed quietly. First, she felt the charge pull the sweat from her body, then a spritz of water soaked her all over from all angles.
Jamie didn’t count the number of cycles as it buzzed and sprayed. As his body recovered slowly, he looked to see the door open. Clean and fresh, she happily cavorted before him. Amazonian, her taut shapely body held him captivated.
“You know, I had to order this from their replicator, the one I had on didn’t fit anymore.”
“Huh?”
She held her new body suit aloft.
“Well, my thighs are thicker, not much but enough and seriously, my hips a little broader. I have guns now and well, you know about chest.”
Jamie sniggered.
“I’m the same as you the cut wasn’t right on mine. Package and just about everything else. It was indecent, the fabric just clung to me. It looked like I had a banana shoved down there.
They both laughed.
“Now go shower and set it to nine Jamie, you reek of sex.”
=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Confined to quarters, rather than loiter around Astrid, he’d taken a console and was fiddling about with the keyboard.
“Oooh…. I’m in.”
Astrid looked over.
“In what? In the shit? As in taken prisoner?”
“No, I’m in the ship’s systems, these dumb fuckers left every back door wide open. The ship’s computers have the same firmware as ours. Tactical insist on a number of back doors in the event of emergency. These idiots forgot to close them. In their hurry to get here, I doubt they configured it properly. If I press this button now….”
Astrid wheeled her chair closer to his.
“What’s that?”
“Tactical computer, full control of the ship’s systems. Now I just need to upload a little bit of software.”
“Jamie, should you be doing this?”
He looked at her and smiled, “I’m military trained, relax. They are not even going to know I am here. Have you seen my PerComp?”
“That thing? Yeah, they brought it back whilst you were asleep. Here you are, the Comptech said you had great taste in Holo-porn.”
He smiled, “That Holo-porn is going to get us out of here.”
Fiddling with his PerComp, he swiped his finger over some of the files and tapped some of the virtual keys.
“You see, inside various Holo-porn files are some of my favourite bits of software. Strictly speaking, most of this software is illegal. However, I like to have the edge when I’m in a fix.”
Astrid looked as much puzzled as bemused.
“What, my junior rocket scientist, are you fucking doing?”
“I’m going to do a few things. First, disable the Excalibur’s weapons systems.”
“What!”
Jamie looked at Astrid, “Oh yes, this ship is packing. Phase Cannon and Mass Torpedos. They could put a real crimp in the Casimir’s day. It’s Mil-Spec everything here except the crew. They are…”
Jamie tapped on some more keys.
“Fucking amateurs! Have you checked all the data on the Thorne?”
“What data?”
“Oh, the full UN report I’ve found and also the transmission logs. It might be a private crew but this is a UN mission, they’ve been here a month already.”
“WHAT!”
“Yep, the mission log, full report, data, transmissions, science, everything.”
“Fuck!”
Astrid was trembling in her seat, her fingers felt knotted as she swiped clumsily at the console. Her mouth drying as her heart raced.
“Okay, you have it?”
“Erm, yes.”
“That should keep you busy. I’m loading it to my PerComp for insurance.”
Looking to her, she was dumbfounded, “Erm, yeah good idea. Fuck! This report is the motherlode.”
“Right, now I’m going to force the ship’s computer to upload all its mission data to our Transport in the docking bay. Okay, set. Now a logic bomb to delete the ship’s data once I’ve….”
Jamie swiped at the console.
“Set the ship’s system to hard cycle, fuck, this is too easy.”
Astrid paused, “You are going to do what?”
“I can shut down the ship’s systems and the doors go to manual including the docking bay. If I set the computer to issue a hazardous material alert, that will freak them out and send them into the clean rooms.”
“Go Jamie!”
“I’m just checking on the condition of Svetlana and Dalton. Okay, they are in recuperation too. Ah good, two doors down.”
“Excellent, isn’t there a danger once they sorted out what’s happened they’ll come after us?”
“Nope, I’m going to lock its NavComp to take the scenic route to Lagrange A too. Give us a chance to get our shit together on the Casimir.”
“Jamie?”
Oblivious to her words, she tapped him on the shoulder.
“What? What’s up?”
“They have samples of the virus on board.”
“What!”
“Something else about it being of interest to Pharmaceuticals back at home. Kind of figures doesn’t it? Think of the potential markets, sexual dysfunction, recreational use, and biochemical improvements…”
Jamie interjected, “Yeah, like taking a ninety kilo killing machine and turning him into a hundred and ten kilo killing machine with a very bad attitude that can rut like a bunny.”
Astrid sniggered even though it wasn’t funny, “Yep, they aren’t going to be making love but making war with the aggression of those boosted hormones.”
Jamie was tapping determinedly on his console.
“Fuck! Jamie?”
“What?”
“They knew all this before we got here. They requested some test subjects and guess who that was?”
“Us? Why those fucking cunts!”
“Thing is, it’s far too virulent according to UN protocols so they are using this private vessel to bring it to Earth instead.”
“Oh no they fucking don’t. Can you imagine if that got out back home? Twelve billion people exposed to that! It would be anarchy!”
“The only cure is excessive doses of oxytocin, enough to be fatal in some circumstances. That’s genocide.”
“One minute Astrid. Okay, I’ve located several F-TOM packages in the event of a biological emergency.”
“What are you doing?”
“Programming them to clean anything organic.”
“Hang on, those nanites need to be programmed properly or they will eat the crew. Nothing bigger than, erm… Give that console to me…”
Astrid leant over and started to program the F-TOM packages.
“Okay, they’ll avoid living tissue, they’ll consume their hair and anything with their sweat on it like their clothes. Fuck it, I can’t be arsed doing more. Serves them right.”
Jamie tapped on his console. Pulling tenderly on the back of Astrid’s head, he softly kissed her.
“For luck. Ready?”
Picking up his PerComp, he swiped the screen. The lights in the room flickered and then went out. A gloomy orange hue filled their quarters, the sharp contrast was enough to make out shapes.
“Come on! Quickly!”
Taking Astrid hand, he pulled her through the open door. Locating Svetlana and Dalton was easy enough, they looked a little confused, but we’re pleased to see them.
“Okay guys? No time to talk, follow me,” commanded Jamie.
Looking down at the schematic, they ran through the low lit corridor. The computer sounded an alarm.
“Warning: Biological break. Warning: Biological Break.”
Svetlana froze still, a terrified look in her eyes.
Astrid held her hand and pulled on it to snap her out of her fear, “Svetlana, it’s a false alarm. We just need to get the crew away from us. It’s okay, come on.”
They bowled down the corridor at a rate of knots, pulling the door open, the docking bay came into view.
“There it is. Quickly!”
Punching the large green button, the rear ramp of the transport began to open. Its low groan reverberated off the sharp contours of the cavernous docking bay.
“Everyone in.”
Buckled up, he flicked the front bank of switches. Powering up with a whine, the engines rapidly spooled. Waiting for the light to illuminate that the transport door was closed, the inky black of deep space came into view. Klaxons sounded as the pressure in the docking bay began to fall.
“Okay here goes.”
Swiping on his PerComp, a countdown appeared. Cycling down, the systems would hard reset, NavComp would be re-programmed and the F-TOM package would be released. The transport lurched forward and in a few metres, they were free of the Excalibur.
Flicking on the stick, the transport swished away building speed. From the rear cameras, the docking bay doors were closed. There was no response from the Excalibur, no signs of an impending weapon discharge.
“We’re clear.”
Slowing to remain in range of the Excalibur’s systems, his PerComp cycled down to zero. The orange lights and the red glow from the ships engines flickered and went out. Moments later, white light illuminated the ship.
“… Two… One… Systems back on-line, hard-reset and NavComp programmed. F-TOM packages away.”
Flickering back into life, the Excalibur’s engines began to glow more and more brightly.
“Best get out of here, the wash from a forming Alcubierre bubble will destroy our ship. Scanners have picked up the Casimir just disappearing around the other side of E-2. We’ll meet it on its way round. Should be there in about two hours.”
Astrid squeezed his hand, a look of pride in her face and a small tear in her eye needed no words.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
It had been two weeks since their escape.
Getting on-board was easy enough; wearing respirators, the crew were in a bad way. Replicating large doses of oxytocin, they had to restrain several of the crew, but they responded well to treatment. Other than a very bad case of social awkwardness and embarrassment; there were no serious repercussions. Dalton was still badly shook up and felt deeply ashamed. Clear of the virus, they put him into Cryo to sleep it off.
Subjecting the ship to a fully programmed F-TOM deep clean, they assigned themselves to new work orders with the recovered crew. They set to work disseminating the UN report and also a forensic trawl through the science research and logs of the Excalibur.
They met in the bridge, a decision had to be made.
“So? What we are proposing is a violation of several UN resolutions on terraforming protocols,” said Captain Thomson.
As bio-specialist, Astrid went first, “We have the full report on the disappearance of the Thorne. Essentially, it was a cover-up. Suffering the same kind of crippling shame as Dalton, a rescue mission brought the crew home and dispersed them throughout the Corps. New identities, memory erasures, thankfully there were no ill effects and it seems they lived full productive lives.”
“Well, I guess that’s something. Why wait until now before going back?” asked the Captain.
“They knew they needed to genetically engineer the virus to put it to profitable use. Simply put, they did not have the ability for such a complex virus. New advances in gene splicing and manipulation brought them back. However, it seems that the specialists on the Excalibur were not as knowledgeable as they hoped for.”
“Lucky for us all,” answered the Captain. “The orchestrated subterfuge of the UN over three hundred years. The organised attempt and material threat to bring the virus to Earth. This presents a substantial risk to billions of people all in the name of profit. How is our solution to this dreadful problem progressing?”
Astrid smiled happily, “We’ve established a gene adaption to the virus. It’s a minor and simple modification, enough to stop it passing into the human genus. We tested it on the surface, it worked.”
“And the distribution system?”
“We have ten thousand litres of the liquid enzyme, we’ve been running the replicators twenty-hours a day. The robotic probes will aerosol this, full coverage of the planet will be achieved in a hundred or so Sol hours. Full mutation over several months maybe a Sol year, any pollen will also carry the modification so it will cross-breed with other plants.”
“So we are agreed?” asked the Captain.
Everyone nodded, it was unanimous.
“Computer, program Zulu-Echo. Authorisation Thomson, nine-five-four-four-one.”
“Acknowledged. Zulu-Echo executing.”
Watching from the large windows of the bridge, scores of probes flooded from the ship. Every single probe carried hundreds of litres of enzyme. In stunned silence they watched as they caught the light, each one drawing a brilliant white vapour trail as they entered the atmosphere.
“Contact, deployment underway. Scanners report chemical signature in grid one, 280 parts per million and stable.”
To peals of happy applause and a hearty slap on the back from Captain Thomson, Astrid smiled and blushed.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
This was their last few hours before Cryo-sleep and the voyage home. Jamie had agreed to remain awake for the three weeks they would traverse the wormhole. He wanted to ensure no further harm came to them. Subspace communications with Prime Executive had been established after they had beamed the UN report into the disappearance of the Thorne to the world’s media.
There had been a mass of high profile resignations. The Security Council had placed new people in charge, carefully picked from the best. Assured of no repercussions, they were all offered their first choice of new assignments. Prime Executive confirmed they were tracking the Excalibur and promised a very special reception committee for them on their arrival.
In his quarters, Astrid had that look in her eyes. She had stripped him, thrown him onto the bunk and straddled him. Taking him in hand, she fed his cock into her.
His eyes, wide as saucers, savoured her naked body as she freed it from her bodysuit. Atop of him, she pressed her hands into his torso and luxuriated in the fullness she felt. Sat upright, their eyes met after he had devoured the sight of her body impaled on him. She was sopping wet and with subtle movements of her hips she had accommodated him tightly inside her.
“Lie still Jamie.”
In her relentlessness to fuck him, this was not going to be just sex. This was going to be a living exhibition of her impaled body on top of him. With all her self-confidence and expertise, she held him in her thrall.
Astrid looked down at her prostrate lover. The debilitating effect of her cunt on his cock made him groan. Svetlana flicked the light on. Sitting on the bench in the low-lit corner she slowly splayed her legs. Naked and showing him her wet swollen sex, she smiled at his dumbfounded expression.
“What the…!”
Astrid bounced on his cock more firmly.
“Fuck!”
“Shhh! Just enjoy the view, I will,” said Astrid.
Mesmerised by the sight of Svetlana’s body, he looked to see Astrid on top.
“You think we’d go into Cryo for three weeks and not have the chance to repeat this?”
Astrid laughed at the look of incredulity on Jamie’s face.
Looking into his eyes, her hips pushed all of him into her at once. Each time she took him slowly but resolutely, Jamie let out a whispered gasp. This was not to be hurried; this was her time to appreciate his throbbing hard cock.
He had come a long way from that bumbling tech geek who struggled to ask her on a date. Now, he was a warrior, a saviour of souls and a sublime fuck. Riding him like this was an exploration of him, his psyche, his character and his body.
She knew that the gentle elegance of their conjoined bodies would viciously taunt Jamie’s need for them both. She smiled as she controlled his body beneath her and admired his control to indulge her. She knew he would be fighting the need to roll her over and pound her into sexual delirium.
Slowly walking to them, Svetlana straddled his face. Looking up, he saw the glistening wet slit of her sex was pink and swollen. Lowering herself on top of his mouth, he took to her with a sexual hunger that forced her eyes closed.
“Fuck, I thought you could use some help holding him d…d…own. Mmmmm.”
Astrid let gravity do her bidding and felt him fully inside her again. His hardness left her fully skewered as she nurtured that delicious ache she knew so well. Slowly she would cultivate it into her inevitable tumult. She would have him feel its full force helpless beneath her.
Pausing for a moment, she rubbed her sex against the hilt of his cock. The friction shocked her clit and fed that tension. Bracing her muscles against him deliberately, there was very little latitude as she felt his implacable hardness.
“You like that? Can you feel it?”
His response was a little muffled but it was a rhetorical question.
Svetlana’s hips slowly moved at the attention he gave to her. His powerful tongue flicked at the swollen nub of her clit. She looked bereft with lust and arousal, her powerful lithe body, built for activity surged forward. Astrid caressed Svetlana’s taut breasts and leant in to kiss her passionately. She tensed her potent thighs to rise and then fall on him repeatedly. His body writhed on the bed trapped beneath them both as he groaned. She rewarded his craving with a slightly faster tempo.
She smiled happily into Svetlana’s eyes as she slowly rode him.
“You like being like this? Me on top controlling you?”
His reaction again was immediate; Svetlana yelped.
“You feel my cunt on you? I can feel how big you are, I’m so full. Eat her pussy, make her feel how good it feels.”
Svetlana’s eyes burned into hers, her full lips parted and begged to be kissed. Astrid wrapped her arms around her neck and took her with a deep kiss. She felt the adoring caress of Svetlana’s soft hands over her torso, breasts and down to her aching slit. Astrid knew that his tongue would be relentless at the sound of their kissing.
Time dilated, moments turning to minutes, the pageant of her body fuelled Svetlana’s yearning for her. Together, they relished the shared experience knowing what this intimacy meant to them. Jamie was man enough for them both, he had proved that already. Astrid’s body swelled at the thought of seeing her impaled on his stallion cock.
Crunching her hair with her hands, her voluminous breasts stretched tautly over her frame. Svetlana witnessed her bare sex grasping his cock. It was sheened with her arousal and her fine labial lips gripped his shaft. Astrid’s thighs tensed again and she ground herself on the hilt of his glorious cock. His dimensions were obscene to take; his imposing cock befitted her design for her own pleasure.
“Touch me,” she commanded.
Svetlana’s hands kneaded her breasts and fingers teased her erect nipples, her touch enflamed her more. Astrid rose and dropped herself onto him; her head went down as her hair fell in layers down the sides of her face. She reached with a hand to flick it behind an ear and bit her bottom lip as its pleasure surged through her.
Opening her eyes, she stared into Svetlana’s with a determined sweet malice. The expression on her face was one of bliss, her hips rubbing her cunt over his mouth.
There was no need for words, with a whimper and a soft shudder, Svetlana climaxed with an elegance that belied her time on E-2. Astrid softly stroked her breast and shared a delicate, feminine kiss. Easing from him, she lay alongside his prone body, tasting her juices off his moist lips.
Smiling as she watched him groan loudly, he cannoned into hard. He could pound her and make her cum violently if he wished to. He wanted to roll her over, to make her scream and scratch his muscular back. He wanted her to bite into his shoulder as she came.
Astrid pressed his full length into the cauldron heat of her sex. His punishment was a litany of collisions of her hips against him. Svetlana toyed with his nipples, taking one in her fingers and pinching it firmly.
The battering sensation of her tight cunt overpowered him and he sagged into the bed.
“That better, I’m in control now. I’m fucking you, buck in me again, and I’ll tie you to the bed.”
His cock throbbed hard and her eyes closed momentarily as she felt him. Taking him with more abandon, her velvet wetness engulfed him. Reaching out with her hands, Astrid took Svetlana’s breasts. Inside her, his cock felt large and heavy, she felt each graze against the walls of her sex. His cock was the fulcrum of her body upon him. With every slight movement, the fiery heat and silky tightness of her cunt pummelled his senses.
“Oh fuck, don’t stop, please don’t stop,” spat Jamie.
Pressing her hands onto him, the viscous friction of his cock skidded against the sensitive nerve endings of her muscular walls. The need to climax fuelled her conviction and she pressed herself onto him. A low groan left her as she felt the swell of his cock exceed the tightness of her aching sex.
Her hips ground onto him, fucking his cock forcefully.
“Astrid, please… oh fuck…..please.”
“Beg and I’ll make you cum.”
Jamie strained his tumescent muscles to thrust back in an effort to reach his climax. With a series of admonishing tuts combined with the strength of her body, Astrid reasserted herself.
“I’m begging you, please, please.”
“Better.”
Svetlana kissed him as Astrid stirred her pussy with her fingers. She would stoke her body to follow her once she was finished.
Astrid’s thighs and hips conspired together; she delivered vigorous, frenetic crashes against his body and got the fill of his girthy cock inside her. The inevitability of their union announced itself through her insides and out through her breathing.
She sat upright again and the curve of his meat slid easily against her. Her full breasts pulled taut across her frame and she felt frantic hands paw at them. That was the spot, that perfect place and she exploited it. Leaning back, his cock pressed mercilessly against the upper walls of her cauldron.
That delicious tension cramped inside her. She heard his frantic breathing and gripped his legs firmly for more purchase. It was not luck or happy accident that she found that place, it was in her design and her body screamed in appreciation. Her body automatically clutched him harder and she felt it press against that place once more. She slew his unyielding cock against her cunt walls and felt the torrents of electricity coursing through her.
Her brain wanted to send words through her mouth. Such was the effect of his cock, each word was a struggle.
“Come inside me H… uhhh… Fuck! Fill me, fucking fill me!”
Through blurred eyes, Jamie witnessed her body as she took him. The spectacle of her outstretched body fucking him overloaded his senses. Lifting his head, the sensations and the visual of his cock sawing in and out of her bare mound was too much. Svetlana sucked on his nipple, caressing the other one with her hand.
Throwing his head back, his fevered body stretched out and began to shake. She knew his time had come and she delivered the coup-de-grace. He clasped her thighs with all his strength and buried himself deeply inside her.
“Oh fuck, I’m cumming…”
The sound of his blood rushing throbbed in his ears. The confines of her sex stole Jamie’s breath, and his body took over.
As his essence flooded into her, the last thing she saw was his body fully tensed.
Her orgasm tore violently into her and a mighty groan echoed into the ceiling. Squeezing his hard throbbing meat, she writhed upon him as they shared wave after wave of delirious pleasure. The power and savagery of her orgasm overwhelmed her. As their convulsion coincided, she shrieked; his cock throbbed so hard that each convulsion from her cunt had the power of ten. Her sobs punctured the febrile air as she shuddered on top of him. As the fury and violence of each spasm eased, she threw herself on top of him. Her muscles were aflame, and her lungs were hungry for air.
Listening to the sound of his thumping heart, her cunt was hot with the added heat of his seed. In the stillness of their bodies, she felt his spent cock still throbbing.
“Do you think they heard us on the rest of the ship?”
Astrid tried hard to giggle yet it was airy and weak. All of her muscles were soaked with a gratifying and soothing warmth. Their torpid bodies heaved and fell against each other for moments of recovery.
Exchanging a knowing look with Svetlana, Astrid eased from the bed. Perched on a table, Svetlana knelt between her splayed legs and pushed her soft tongue into her wet folds.
Watching Svetlana’s pert arse in the air and how it framed her moist puffy folds, Jamie felt his loins stirring.
With her mouth suffused with her juices and his essences, she moved up Astrid’s body. A kiss and then another met her lips as they shared the taste of their congress.
“Holy fuck Astrid that was amazing.”
“Oh that? That was nothing.”
She laughed at his astonished expression.
“Had you.”
“You just have.”
With a sharp intake of air, his features melted. Looking down Svetlana’s mouth, she had his semi-erect cock. Looking up to meet his eyes, Astrid gasped contently as she brought life to his shaft.
“Oh fuck! She’s amazing. Is she going to fuck me too?”
Astrid smiled, “No, she wants you to pound the fuck out of her.”
He hardened easily, he knew it would be a vicious fuck.
“Come on spaceman, chop, chop.”
She looked at the flashing blue light of his PerComp placed at a strategic point on the shelf. It was recording every movement, sight and sound. All in perfect three-dimensional holography, this would be his solace in his brave solitude.
She gave a wink at the lens and mouthed three words.
“I love you.”
Pansy
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