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Dressed in her tight fitting regulation underwear, he handed Astrid a bottle of EZ-Wake. She looked dazed, her eyelids still a bit heavy.
“Thanks, are we there? I can hear the energy banks discharging.”
He fought hard not to blurt it out there and then. He wasn’t going to risk putting himself on a court martial for endangering the ship.
Feigning his best smile, it wasn’t enough to convince Astrid. She might have been in Cryo for three weeks, but she wasn’t stupid.
“Jamie? What is it? Don’t pull that Tactical Officer crap on me.”
“Erm, you okay to stand up? We need to get to your quarters.”
A look of incredulity washed over her face.
“Hey easy tiger, can’t a girl wake up from Cryo sleep first?”
His feigned smile didn’t last long, the deep-felt look of concern on his face grabbed her attention.
“Is everything alright? Jamie?”
“I...” He paused for a moment, “I can’t tell you here.”
“Okay, okay...”
Feeling a little unsteady on her feet, he stood to offer some support. Leading her out of the Cryo Suite with his arm around her waist, she whispered into his ear.
“This had better be good Jamie.”
“It is, Astrid. Prime Executive have changed our mission. You are not going to believe where we are.”
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Astrid and Jamie sat in her pokey but comfortable quarters flicking through the holo-projection of the computer’s public records.
Their interest in the ‘Thorne Incident’ was centred on its final transmission.
It featured the Captain of the UNSS Thorne giving a status update on what was promising to be a significant mission. The crew had explored the planet’s surface and some had stayed on it for a number of weeks. Exhaustive scanning showed no sentient life but it was one of only three discovered planets with its own ecosystem and a carbon based biology. It was teeming with harmless bugs and fish but no mammals or reptilian species. The preliminary data was of an Earth-like planet, the exploration crew had reported a breathable atmosphere. It was the first of its kind.
They knew that exploration protocol at the time was to only transmit significant or highly valuable data via quantum communications. Still in its infancy, it was prone to error and energy intensive. The remainder of exploration data would be kept in the ship’s systems and downloaded once back at Origin Base.
The official report concluded that a violent solar flare destroyed the Thorne. The star was declared unstable and an indefinite exploration moratorium was placed on the system.
“Holy fuck Jamie, you have to be joking? This was like, erm, three hundred years ago? It’s fucking weird in a Marie-fucking-Celeste fucking weird way.”
Solemnly, he shook his head, “No joke Astrid, I was meant to be off the bridge when the Captain took the transmission from the Prime Executive. Prime Executive do not talk to Exploration vessels unless there is a big problem.”
“You know what those bastards at the UN did with the Thorne? They buried it, locked up the papers for a millennia.”
“I know, I know.”
“Every crackpot and trillionaire has some stupid scheme to find the Thorne. That rich fuck Bradley Freeman even re-commissioned that wreck of a ship to go look himself.”
“Yeah, in the pantheon of stupid ideas, that’s special. Mind you, his team did a decent job on the Excalibur, they might even make it back alive.”
“The worst part of this mess are the rumours Jamie, I’m the Bio-Specialist.”
“What rumours specifically? It’s been a conspiracy theorist’s wet dream for four centuries. They are handed down like family heirlooms. It’s a billion dollar industry.”
“The rumours that the Thorne was transmitting a plant genome sequence before the data-stream was corrupted and then lost?”
“Huh, fuck, yeah that one. I heard that one at Academy training too, that’s an A-grade one. Has some rep.”
“We have a green crew, a worn-out captain and one of the oldest ships in the fleet. We are Ex-fucking-spendable.”
His look of solemnity melted into a smile, a small smile, but Astrid looked at it and smiled back to make it grow. Nudging her shoulder-to-shoulder, Astrid laughed.
“I love it when you talk dirty Astrid. This ships not bad, it was re-fitted at Lagrange A only last year. We’re packing top of the line tech, the best. Our AWP drive is state-of-the-art.”
Astrid sniffed as her senses slowly revived from her deep slumber, “I couldn’t give a shit Jamie, the crew is going to go absolutely fucking tonto when it hears about this.”
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
The contempt of the crew was understandable. They were all highly trained yet still very angry and dismissive.
In his briefing, Captain Thomson had given clear orders. To contain any rumours and gossip from spreading, the crew were split into small teams. Each team had a function, a lead and were kept separate from each other. Straying outside of these simple terms was a court-martial offence.
Robotic probes soon located the Thorne, it was found completely abandoned. It was not lost on the crew that the official explanation was a fabrication. No transports were found in the Thorne either. The reactors were off-line and needed to be charged, they sequenced perfectly. It was good to go.
The captain’s moratorium on rumours and gossip soon broke down at these revelations.
Trusted with only ship maintenance, the operational team had soon developed a lucrative side line - brokering information. Much of it was rubbish and many of them soon found themselves in the Cryo-Brig on a charge.
Both assigned to the command team, Astrid and Jamie were tasked with assisting the main investigation. Off duty, their quarters had been moved to separate them from the rest of the crew.
Jamie slumped onto his bunk, “So, the Thorne’s data was encrypted as a deliberate last act. The encryption can be beaten, the computer will break it in a couple of days. What gets me is there are no transports. Nothing on the planet, and its reactors were charged down on purpose to leave no quantum signature to track. That’s some fucked-up shit. They did not want to be found.”
Leaning against the large bulkhead, Astrid shook her head. “That’s nothing, the team on the Thorne? They were carrying an F-TOM package. Programmed for a full organic sweep and clean, there won’t be so much as a fleck of dandruff on that ship after a few days.”
“Four trillion one micron nanites? Fucking hell, that’s a deep clean. What the fuck is this, a biological threat?”
“Nah, relax, standard procedure, a 400 year old common cold virus would probably kill us.”
“Ah I see. So no big deal then.”
Astrid smirked at Jamie, “Yeah? Well consider this. Heard much from the Engineering team today?”
“No? I thought they were on light duties after the Thorne excursion. There’s a relief team in their place about fifty percent strength.”
Astrid didn’t want to smile, “Yeah? Because the team on the Thorne? They wanted to escape in it. They are all in the Cryo-Brig after a big fight in the Refectory.”
“Get the fuck out of here!”
Astrid shook her head, “Nope, it’s true. All eight of them on a charge.”
“So that leaves us with Carew, Thomson, eight in engineering, the six strong exploration team, the Medical Officer, their assistant and the ship’s janitor.”
“And us.”
“Astrid, we’re fucked.”
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Shielding his eyes from the plasma glare of the transport’s engines, Jamie stood next to Astrid.
“Tactical Officer Crowley to Casimir, on surface, switching to transponder communications.”
“Roger Crowley, first comms-alpha check at UTC-1730, don’t forget to check in. Casimir out.” replied Captain Thomson.
He eased his respirator off his mouth and took a deep breath. Astrid followed suit and inhaled deeply.
“Wow, it smells almost sweet Jamie.”
“I know, it’s amazing.”
“Y’know the exploration team are calling this planet E-2?”
“E-2?”
“Yep,” she stopped to look at the nearby fauna and take readings, “short for Earth Two.”
“Astrid, I’m rigging the T-Point to here. Any trouble, two taps on the transponder. Robotic assistance isn’t very delicate, so grab it and hold on tight. It’s good for about 30 clicks so let’s not stray off of the grid, okay?”
“Okay.”
He paused and looked around, it reminded him of Florida.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?”
The mangroves and nearby swamp, the trees and large shrubs looked so familiar. It felt right down to the yellow sun and the humid temperature. The leaves were verdant green, the water glistened like silver off the high sun. It felt like home.
“Yeah. It’s like Earth only with no animals – or humans.”
“It’s a little larger, gravity just over one G. The planet has an iron-rich core and a twenty six hour day. It takes just over one Sol year to orbit its Sun. It has two polar ice caps. It even has temperate zones similar to the climates of London, New York and New Tokyo. The water? It’s potable, nothing but unadulterated H-2-0 with a compatible mineral content. It might as well be Earth.”
“Really?” asked Jamie.
“There are four planets like this we know of, this is the closest fit to Earth. The other three are similar and all have primitive life, nothing intelligent. It’s usually small, aquatic and hostile. There’s no sentient life here, and the rest seems benign.”
“The nutjobs said that it was aliens that did for the Thorne.”
Astrid laughed, “Yeah right. Seriously, this is as good as it gets. We could travel for thousands of light years and not get it this good. Why would the UN declare a moratorium on it? With no need to terraform, we could have colonies here inside of a year. Guess what?”
“What?”
“The crew that explored the Thorne. They took some of their biological analysis equipment to see if they could use it to find compatible food sources.”
“Fuck off? Really?”
“Yep,” she nodded enthusiastically. “The Engineering team were under orders. So the exploration team used it to find nuts and vegetables. They found them alright. Rich in edible proteins, fats and carbohydrates. They reckon that with about two, maybe three hours scavenging a day, there’s enough food here to feed a crew sustainably forever.
“Fucking hell, you telling me they could live off this stuff?”
Astrid smiled, it was clear that she loved her work.
“Yep, apparently they checked them out with Thorne’s equipment and our modern equipment. They were perfectly edible down to the last molecule of deoxyribonucleic acid . ”
She paused, he could tell she was building for the punchline, “The nuts tasted like chicken.”
Jamie laughed, not just a minor laugh for politeness, it was a proper belly laugh.
“Oh, really, like chicken? Well that’s the crew of the Thorne saved then.”
Then she looked serious for a moment, deadly serious.
“That’s the trouble though Jamie, they had food, water, shelter and technology. There’s nothing wrong with the Thorne. Transports have quantum voice communicators, they always have, even the early ones.”
He knew she was right, it troubled him too. Why were there no further transmissions?
“Astrid, you are right, I know it. I’m the ship’s tactical officer, getting us out of a tight spot is what I live for. If it was me, this would be a cakewalk to be rescued from. Those transport have gigawatts of power, they use hydrogen fusion. That’s twenty-first century classic tech, it’s rugged, reliable and serviceable. No moving parts, nothing to wear out. An idiot can charge those canisters with hydrogen. They had Medi-computers, pharmaceutical replicators, food, water, shelter. They stripped the Thorne bare for tools as well.”
Astrid nodded in agreement, “I see where you are going with this. Okay, so they stayed. In that case, where the fuck are they? We’ve had scanning bots down here for four days and the Casimir’s arrays looking – nothing, nada, sweet fuck all.”
“Okay, okay, then this is the Marie Celeste of the twenty-fourth century.”
“Then they got old and died then, right?”
He shook his head, “Not that crew, it was fifty-fifty men to women. This was the old school, they were personality matched, psyche matched, young and probably as horny as us. In this environment, they would have made the best of it and bred. Such is our instinct. You tell me? You’re the Bio-Specialist.”
Astrid looked at him with an air of disbelief, “Horny? Three hundred fucking light years from home and stranded and they get fucking horny?”
“There’s nothing wrong with the Thorne, they weren’t stranded. They had a choice and chose to stay. And you wouldn’t feel horny?”
Begrudgingly, he had a point, “Ok, yeah, I mean once you have your food and shelter, what else is there to do to while away the time?”
Approaching her, he held her by the hips. He looked to her pouting soft lips, he had to have them.
They felt like soft velvet against his own. He had stolen many kisses in the last few days and his body ignited every time. The meagre libations of Holo-porn were no substitute. With Astrid in a tight bodysuit before him now, it tore at his insides. She was impossible to resist.
“Mmmm, Jamie, we shouldn’t.”
“Shouldn’t we? I mean, who’s going to know?”
She was a sucker for that mischievous glimmer in his eyes.
He kissed her again, a vibrant explosion of sensations coursed through her. It had been too long, the gravity of the situation and precious time alone had been the perfect prophylactic. The tranquillity of being the only souls for miles and the warm sunlight after weeks of space travel lifted her spirits. If they were going to have sex anywhere, where better than this beautiful planet.
Demolishing her resolve with another passionate kiss, she pulled the zip of her jumpsuit down. With a coy look into her eyes, the partial reveal of her full breasts taunted him viciously.
He pulled her into him and kissed her harder. He could feel his erection tight in his bodysuit and pressed it against her hoping she could feel it.
“Ooooh Jamie. A real hard penis. I have a toy onboard, I think I’ve worn it out. I got told off by Svetlana for using one of the engineering replicators to make a new part for it.”
“Fuck Svetlana.”
She kissed him again, “You would wouldn’t you? She’s cute isn’t she? Young, Russian. I bet she’s tight, very tight. She could watch us fuck, getting all horny with that cute body of hers in need.”
She nuzzled his ear drawing a soft whimper from him.
“I want to be utter filth for you, right here, right now.”
“Christ, Astrid, tell me more.”
“Wouldn’t you like to slide your penis into her after you have fucked me?”
“Mmmm, Astrid, that’s kinky.”
“You could if you wanted to, I’ve seen how she looks at you. Us girls know these things.”
She kissed him fully, stirring his body with each searching caress of her tongue against his. Pulling at his zip, she eased her hand into his jumpsuit. Clasping his cock, she savoured its fierce hardness.
“Jamie, I hope you are going to put that straight in me. I want it so badly.”
-=-=-=-=-=
She gripped at the soft thatch of the grass. She wanted it like this, on all fours for the deepest penetration. Pressing against her, the slow deliberate thrust of his length caressed the sensitive walls of her sex. He felt so fat and swollen inside her, alive and pulsating.
“Christ Jamie, what have you been feeding that thing?”
Pushed deep into her, her automatic gasp came from her tightening diaphragm. Again, he pushed into her, that coarse throb building inside her with each long powerful stroke.
He looked down, the fine lips of her sex caressed his shaft. Snugly gripping his girth, he pushed into her a little harder.
“Mmm, fuck,” a soft moan punctuated her words, “I’m going to cum on that if you keep this up.”
The next thrust spoke for him, firmer with more force, another followed and then another in quicker succession.
Tearing at the grass for purchase, she pushed back to meet his thrusts. Driving harder, she met him in perfect time. Invigorated, Jamie pressed on, the tight ache of his body responding every time. Tightening like a winding spring, the pressure built inside her with each thrust. The evocative strength of each drive into her felt stronger each time. She savoured how he took her like this, so masculine and forceful.
Gasping and panting for air, he knew those moans. Her naked honey skin flexed as her body contorted to meet his thrusts. His firm hands squeezed on her hips, pulling her down to meet the power of his body pressing his cock into her.
“Come on me Astrid, I can feel you tightening up.”
Assertive words for assertive deeds, the implacable strength of his body propelled her towards that inevitable climax. She nurtured it as his cock slid against the taut walls of her sex.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh...”
With a shudder, she convulsed on him with all her sinewy strength clenching at his girth. Shuddering, Astrid came in loud sobs of her ecstatic body, she fed on her climax with the hunger of a neglected body. Trembling hard, she slumped into the grass as he fucked her through her climax.
Basked in a deep warmth, whimpering to his thrusts - he was so swollen inside her weakly spasming sex. The tension in his body was heading to breaking point and his inevitable release.
“Astrid…. I’m gonna…”
“Wait, wait for me.”
Easing herself from him and spinning round, she sat on her haunches. Taking his juice coated cock, she looked up to him, and took him into her mouth.
“Oh fuck Astrid, I love it when you do that.”
With a twist of her hand on his length, she sucked on his cock. With a look of expectation on her face, their eyes met.
“I’m, I’m…”
Rope after rope of his load shot from him, she took it all. Swallowing it down, he had given her his very best and she gratefully rewarded him.
Staggering a little and free from her grasp, he watched as she primly wiped the edges of her mouth with a finger.
“There, all gone.”
Jamie laughed, still a little dazed.
“Christ Astrid, since when have you swallowed my spunk.”
“Since they’ve started bio-scanning us when we get back on the ship. I’m not having any alien DNA leaking from my cunt into my bodysuit. Alien as in your jizz.”
“Ah right. Erm, very practical.”
Jamie slumped to the ground, the cool grass soothed his hot skin.
“And another thing, where did you get that bionic cock from? You haven’t been buying any of those black market meds at Lagrange A have you? Fuck, you are definitely bigger than my cunt remembers.”
Jamie laughed, “No, I’ve was in Cryo nearly as long as you. That’s three weeks of Cryo and five days of sheer frustration. Do you have any idea how fit you look in that bodysuit?”
Astrid looked unimpressed, “Aw, poor Jamie, what’s the matter? Did they take your holo-porn away?”
Jamie tried hard not to reveal that he watched holo-porn or he actually had any holo-porn.
“What holo-porn?”
Astrid laughed, “Yeah right, you shouldn’t leave your PerComp in my quarters. Seriously, that’s some messed up kinky shit you have.”
“Fuck!” Jamie ran his fingers through his hair in disbelief.
She smiled, “I quite liked it actually, that blonde with the big tits? Fuck, I’d do her too.”
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
“Tactical Officer Crowley to Casimir, comms-alpha code six-one-six-seven.”
“Roger, six-one-six-seven. Tracking you both about a click from Camp Theta,” replied Captain Thomson.
“Confirm. Comms-alpha six-one-six-eight at next check. Crowley out.”
“Roger. Casimir out.”
Catching a faint zephyr breeze over the long expansive plains, they walked the short distance to the camp. The exploration team had established a base of operation in what was considered to be the most benign area conducive to operations. Vast open spaces, temperate climate and away from seismic activity. It was being used at the main rendezvous point for the robotic pathfinders following up on large metallic hotspots found in deep scanning.
“So do you think they might have buried the transports?”
Jamie shrugged, “Well let’s face it, we’re selected for a very important mission and in four days we’ve drawn a big fat fuck-all. Seems a reasonable conclusion.”
“Okay, there they are.”
Approaching the camp, it was arranged into a circle of large stacked equipment boxes and pre-fabricated accommodation blocks. The two transports looked like giant gate guards as they approached.
“Nervous?”
Astrid looked nervous asking the question, Jamie shrugged.
“Nah, we’re here to help move the camp to the next phase of operations. It’s routine.”
“Tactical Officer Crowley?” squawked his comm unit.
“Crowley.”
“Be advised, Camp Theta did not respond to comms-alpha. Situation Report.”
“Erm, Camp intact, no sign of team though. Will recon, stand by.”
“Roger Crowley, Casimir Out.”
“Astrid, want to ask your question again?”
Walking past the transports, the camp looked smaller flanked by large boxes and squat accommodation blocks. Three of the accommodation blocks had been placed in the centre, a redoubt in the centre serving as the administration offices.
“Listen? Hear that?”
Pointing in the direction, Jamie held up his scanner.
“Okay, strong infra-red, definite oscillation in the audible range. Slowly okay? Any problems, run like hell, hide and two pushes on your transponder.”
Astrid nodded.
The soft foam gripped on the alloy checker plate of the steps. With deliberate care, they moved slowly and silently into the larger accommodation block.
Throwing a look to each other, the sounds were louder and more pronounced.
Sharing an astonished look, they peered in through the smoked glass.
It was a seething mass of limbs. Nubile and athletic bodies writhed against each other. Six youthful bodies in congress, sharing each other in a languid display of sensuality.
“It’s a fucking orgy!” hissed Astrid.
“Okay, thanks for the biological explanation. I can see that.”
They watched spellbound, three women and three men naked writhed against each other. One of the women was being spit-roasted between two men. The two remaining women were attending to each other as the last remaining male drove his cock into one of them.
“Fucking hell!” spat Astrid.
Automatically, Astrid could sense a deep arousal, she pulled on the zip of her jumpsuit. Dipping fingers into her sex, she was soaked. The incongruous spectacle did not jar her mind as being inappropriate. Her rational mind did not care, it was her body, and it demanded she joined in. The desire to sample the pleasure that they could give her was too powerful to resist. Focussing on their bodies, she craved them all.
She reached to Jamie’s loins, he was surging rock hard through the taut fabric of his suit.
“You feel it too?”
Jamie looked at her, she knew that look, and he was deeply aroused.
“We shouldn’t Astrid but I can’t help it. I have to fuck.”
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Through bleary eyes, Jamie looked up. Disorientated and confused, he patched together the last hours. Night followed day and it was daytime again. It was all smeared together as a continuous blur of sexual acts. Moving carefully, his whole body ached, he was completely naked. He looked down to see Astrid snuggled against his chest. Completely naked too, she whimpered in her slumber.
Moving his head, a shock of flowing red hair moved to a cacophony of moans and gasps. Her pale skinned body moved astride a prone male. Riding him with a demented intensity, she was single-mindedly taking what she wanted. With a vicious determination, she rode the hard length of his cock with an energy that seemed almost supernatural.
“I want more, give it to me!”
“Enough, enough! Ugh Fuck! That feels so good.”
“Fill me, I want more. Give me your spunk.”
The unmistakable tones of Svetlana’s voice sounded so demanding. Scanning the room, where there was eight, there were now four. Jamie felt he should be concerned but instead felt deeply reassured and blissfully happy.
A hand gripped on his cock, it was Astrid. He could see she was watching Svetlana fucking with total abandon.
“Hey Svetlana, Jamie has more.”
Turning her head, she stopped and smiled at Jamie.
“Do it for me Jamie, I want to watch her fuck you.”
With a sharp intake of air, he felt Astrid take him into her mouth. Possessed by her instructions, he offered no protestations just compliance.
Svetlana stepped off her charge and walked slowly and seductively towards them.
“Do you Jamie? Do you have more spunk?”
The dappled light caught the glistening wetness between her legs.
“For you, yes,” he gruffly replied.
Astrid held his cock firmly, he was rigid and fully erect. Straddling him, she poised the tip of his cock to the cleft of her sex. Astrid guided him into the broiling heat of Svetlana’s cunt.
“Fuck!”
She was very, very hot and wet.
With a slow undulation of her hips, she buried Jamie deep inside her. Moving with a deliberate and tawdry motion, she massaged him tightly with her sex. Moaning loudly, his foggy mind recalled that he had fucked her before already.
He looked to Astrid, laying back on her elbows, she spread her legs. Holding them up, she bent them at the knee. Displaying herself in an overt display, Dalton looked between her legs with a weary smile.
“Hey, Dalton, stick that cock in me and fuck me hard, I want to cum.”
Astrid let out a groan as she wrapped her long legs around Dalton’s hips. Reaching out to play with Svetlana’s wet slit, she gasped at Astrid’s skilful touch. Clinging to Dalton’s back with her other arm, he began to pound her hard. Torn between watching Svetlana’s naked body on top of him and seeing his girlfriend take Dalton’s cock, he massaged her breasts.
“Mmm, fuck Jamie, you feel good. Do I feel good around you?”
“Christ Svetlana, it’s amazing.”
Pushing his hands away, she crouched over him to pile-drive herself onto his cock. Dalton was busy making Astrid sob for air as she grasped frantically at his sweat sheened body. The sounds of Astrid’s yelps only served to spur Svetlana on.
Mechanical and lacking finesse, it was savage fucking. His body felt incredible, enraptured by her remorseless ministrations to his cock. The devotion of his mind to this carnal act was relentless, an overpowering sensation to breed and fuck with every sinew of his body. The clarity of his purpose suppressed everything else.
All consuming, he took Svetlana and pulled her down. Rolling her over, she opened her legs widely to receive him. Looking over to Astrid, she was lost in the moment staring longingly into his eyes.
Dalton’s body seemed weary but he resiliently pressed on, fucking her with a tempo that made her eyes roll behind her eyelids.
“Fuck her for me Jamie, give her your cum.”
Svetlana was almost impossible to contain, her hands found his nipples. She was clamouring for his seed with every deed. Craning her head down to his chest, her mouth took a nipple to suck and flick it with her tongue. The metallic walls echoed with the sounds of four bodies slamming violently together. The heat from Jamie’s loins was unmistakable, Svetlana would soon get her wish.
“Yes, Yes, I can feel you. You’re close. Do it, do it!”
Astrid’s stuttered breathing broke into a gut-wrenching groan. Her legs shook as she held Dalton tightly. Jamie knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. Svetlana was relentless, untiring in her demands of his body. She was tightening on him too, thrashing on him as her moans stuttered with each of Jamie’s powerful thrusts.
As Dalton let out a feeble but contented groan, he bucked his hips into Astrid.
“Yes, that’s it Dalton. Shoot it into me.”
Svetlana shuddered vigorously, clasping at him, her gasps mixed with Astrid’s.
“I’m cumming Jamie, cumming on your cock.”
The inelasticity of Jamie’s muscles heralded his impending release.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck.”
Buried with his full length deep inside her, Svetlana purred with contentment as he climaxed hard. Each contraction from his balls into his cock yielded a heavy warm throb of relief. His lungs were burning for air and his muscles trembled with fatigue. Svetlana pushed him away as he fell wearily onto the dense mattress.
Unable to talk, his body embraced the soporific after-glow of an intense climax.
Astrid peered down to her sex to sample the warmth inside her. Dalton was on shaky legs and holding the walls to remain upright.
“I must sleep, have to,” he muttered.
Staggering out of the block, Jamie figured he was trying to seek his own bunk.
Only Svetlana seemed unfazed, she hadn’t climaxed. Instead of wanting to seek solace, she followed Dalton pestering him for more. He could barely speak, weakly he pushed her away but she kept at him.
The light in the room seemed to be failing, Jamie’s eyes felt really heavy. Feeling the happiness and contentment of blissful rest, he did not have a care in the world as he drifted off to sleep.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
With a start, he felt he was suffocating, the air felt cold and tasted clinical. Subtle at first, the sense of alarm swelled in his body until his eyes opened wide filled with unbridled panic.
“Hey, hey, it’s okay, calm down.”
His limbs were flailing, it was primal, a need to fight or flight. He pressed to his chest twice, he was naked. Bewildered and confused, he pushed with all his might against the force holding him down.
“It’s okay, it’s okay… calm down, calm down.”
Jamie realised he wasn’t going to suffocate, it was a respirator mask over his face.
As his eyes brought his vision into focus, a figure loomed into view. He had a kindly face behind his respirator mask, a benevolent smile that seemed so calming and open. Easing from his struggle, deep cool lungfuls of air soothed his savage mind.
“Well, well old boy, looks like there’s been some fun and games going on here.”
“Huh? What?” croaked Jamie.
“Don’t worry about your friends, they are fine. We had to sedate the redhead though, she tried to assault my first officer demanding sex.”
“What? What the fuck?”
The kindly figure thrust out his hand.
“Of course, forgive my appalling manners. Bradley Freeman, pleased to meet you.”
“Thanks, are we there? I can hear the energy banks discharging.”
He fought hard not to blurt it out there and then. He wasn’t going to risk putting himself on a court martial for endangering the ship.
Feigning his best smile, it wasn’t enough to convince Astrid. She might have been in Cryo for three weeks, but she wasn’t stupid.
“Jamie? What is it? Don’t pull that Tactical Officer crap on me.”
“Erm, you okay to stand up? We need to get to your quarters.”
A look of incredulity washed over her face.
“Hey easy tiger, can’t a girl wake up from Cryo sleep first?”
His feigned smile didn’t last long, the deep-felt look of concern on his face grabbed her attention.
“Is everything alright? Jamie?”
“I...” He paused for a moment, “I can’t tell you here.”
“Okay, okay...”
Feeling a little unsteady on her feet, he stood to offer some support. Leading her out of the Cryo Suite with his arm around her waist, she whispered into his ear.
“This had better be good Jamie.”
“It is, Astrid. Prime Executive have changed our mission. You are not going to believe where we are.”
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Astrid and Jamie sat in her pokey but comfortable quarters flicking through the holo-projection of the computer’s public records.
Their interest in the ‘Thorne Incident’ was centred on its final transmission.
It featured the Captain of the UNSS Thorne giving a status update on what was promising to be a significant mission. The crew had explored the planet’s surface and some had stayed on it for a number of weeks. Exhaustive scanning showed no sentient life but it was one of only three discovered planets with its own ecosystem and a carbon based biology. It was teeming with harmless bugs and fish but no mammals or reptilian species. The preliminary data was of an Earth-like planet, the exploration crew had reported a breathable atmosphere. It was the first of its kind.
They knew that exploration protocol at the time was to only transmit significant or highly valuable data via quantum communications. Still in its infancy, it was prone to error and energy intensive. The remainder of exploration data would be kept in the ship’s systems and downloaded once back at Origin Base.
The official report concluded that a violent solar flare destroyed the Thorne. The star was declared unstable and an indefinite exploration moratorium was placed on the system.
“Holy fuck Jamie, you have to be joking? This was like, erm, three hundred years ago? It’s fucking weird in a Marie-fucking-Celeste fucking weird way.”
Solemnly, he shook his head, “No joke Astrid, I was meant to be off the bridge when the Captain took the transmission from the Prime Executive. Prime Executive do not talk to Exploration vessels unless there is a big problem.”
“You know what those bastards at the UN did with the Thorne? They buried it, locked up the papers for a millennia.”
“I know, I know.”
“Every crackpot and trillionaire has some stupid scheme to find the Thorne. That rich fuck Bradley Freeman even re-commissioned that wreck of a ship to go look himself.”
“Yeah, in the pantheon of stupid ideas, that’s special. Mind you, his team did a decent job on the Excalibur, they might even make it back alive.”
“The worst part of this mess are the rumours Jamie, I’m the Bio-Specialist.”
“What rumours specifically? It’s been a conspiracy theorist’s wet dream for four centuries. They are handed down like family heirlooms. It’s a billion dollar industry.”
“The rumours that the Thorne was transmitting a plant genome sequence before the data-stream was corrupted and then lost?”
“Huh, fuck, yeah that one. I heard that one at Academy training too, that’s an A-grade one. Has some rep.”
“We have a green crew, a worn-out captain and one of the oldest ships in the fleet. We are Ex-fucking-spendable.”
His look of solemnity melted into a smile, a small smile, but Astrid looked at it and smiled back to make it grow. Nudging her shoulder-to-shoulder, Astrid laughed.
“I love it when you talk dirty Astrid. This ships not bad, it was re-fitted at Lagrange A only last year. We’re packing top of the line tech, the best. Our AWP drive is state-of-the-art.”
Astrid sniffed as her senses slowly revived from her deep slumber, “I couldn’t give a shit Jamie, the crew is going to go absolutely fucking tonto when it hears about this.”
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
The contempt of the crew was understandable. They were all highly trained yet still very angry and dismissive.
In his briefing, Captain Thomson had given clear orders. To contain any rumours and gossip from spreading, the crew were split into small teams. Each team had a function, a lead and were kept separate from each other. Straying outside of these simple terms was a court-martial offence.
Robotic probes soon located the Thorne, it was found completely abandoned. It was not lost on the crew that the official explanation was a fabrication. No transports were found in the Thorne either. The reactors were off-line and needed to be charged, they sequenced perfectly. It was good to go.
The captain’s moratorium on rumours and gossip soon broke down at these revelations.
Trusted with only ship maintenance, the operational team had soon developed a lucrative side line - brokering information. Much of it was rubbish and many of them soon found themselves in the Cryo-Brig on a charge.
Both assigned to the command team, Astrid and Jamie were tasked with assisting the main investigation. Off duty, their quarters had been moved to separate them from the rest of the crew.
Jamie slumped onto his bunk, “So, the Thorne’s data was encrypted as a deliberate last act. The encryption can be beaten, the computer will break it in a couple of days. What gets me is there are no transports. Nothing on the planet, and its reactors were charged down on purpose to leave no quantum signature to track. That’s some fucked-up shit. They did not want to be found.”
Leaning against the large bulkhead, Astrid shook her head. “That’s nothing, the team on the Thorne? They were carrying an F-TOM package. Programmed for a full organic sweep and clean, there won’t be so much as a fleck of dandruff on that ship after a few days.”
“Four trillion one micron nanites? Fucking hell, that’s a deep clean. What the fuck is this, a biological threat?”
“Nah, relax, standard procedure, a 400 year old common cold virus would probably kill us.”
“Ah I see. So no big deal then.”
Astrid smirked at Jamie, “Yeah? Well consider this. Heard much from the Engineering team today?”
“No? I thought they were on light duties after the Thorne excursion. There’s a relief team in their place about fifty percent strength.”
Astrid didn’t want to smile, “Yeah? Because the team on the Thorne? They wanted to escape in it. They are all in the Cryo-Brig after a big fight in the Refectory.”
“Get the fuck out of here!”
Astrid shook her head, “Nope, it’s true. All eight of them on a charge.”
“So that leaves us with Carew, Thomson, eight in engineering, the six strong exploration team, the Medical Officer, their assistant and the ship’s janitor.”
“And us.”
“Astrid, we’re fucked.”
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Shielding his eyes from the plasma glare of the transport’s engines, Jamie stood next to Astrid.
“Tactical Officer Crowley to Casimir, on surface, switching to transponder communications.”
“Roger Crowley, first comms-alpha check at UTC-1730, don’t forget to check in. Casimir out.” replied Captain Thomson.
He eased his respirator off his mouth and took a deep breath. Astrid followed suit and inhaled deeply.
“Wow, it smells almost sweet Jamie.”
“I know, it’s amazing.”
“Y’know the exploration team are calling this planet E-2?”
“E-2?”
“Yep,” she stopped to look at the nearby fauna and take readings, “short for Earth Two.”
“Astrid, I’m rigging the T-Point to here. Any trouble, two taps on the transponder. Robotic assistance isn’t very delicate, so grab it and hold on tight. It’s good for about 30 clicks so let’s not stray off of the grid, okay?”
“Okay.”
He paused and looked around, it reminded him of Florida.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?”
The mangroves and nearby swamp, the trees and large shrubs looked so familiar. It felt right down to the yellow sun and the humid temperature. The leaves were verdant green, the water glistened like silver off the high sun. It felt like home.
“Yeah. It’s like Earth only with no animals – or humans.”
“It’s a little larger, gravity just over one G. The planet has an iron-rich core and a twenty six hour day. It takes just over one Sol year to orbit its Sun. It has two polar ice caps. It even has temperate zones similar to the climates of London, New York and New Tokyo. The water? It’s potable, nothing but unadulterated H-2-0 with a compatible mineral content. It might as well be Earth.”
“Really?” asked Jamie.
“There are four planets like this we know of, this is the closest fit to Earth. The other three are similar and all have primitive life, nothing intelligent. It’s usually small, aquatic and hostile. There’s no sentient life here, and the rest seems benign.”
“The nutjobs said that it was aliens that did for the Thorne.”
Astrid laughed, “Yeah right. Seriously, this is as good as it gets. We could travel for thousands of light years and not get it this good. Why would the UN declare a moratorium on it? With no need to terraform, we could have colonies here inside of a year. Guess what?”
“What?”
“The crew that explored the Thorne. They took some of their biological analysis equipment to see if they could use it to find compatible food sources.”
“Fuck off? Really?”
“Yep,” she nodded enthusiastically. “The Engineering team were under orders. So the exploration team used it to find nuts and vegetables. They found them alright. Rich in edible proteins, fats and carbohydrates. They reckon that with about two, maybe three hours scavenging a day, there’s enough food here to feed a crew sustainably forever.
“Fucking hell, you telling me they could live off this stuff?”
Astrid smiled, it was clear that she loved her work.
“Yep, apparently they checked them out with Thorne’s equipment and our modern equipment. They were perfectly edible down to the last molecule of deoxyribonucleic acid . ”
She paused, he could tell she was building for the punchline, “The nuts tasted like chicken.”
Jamie laughed, not just a minor laugh for politeness, it was a proper belly laugh.
“Oh, really, like chicken? Well that’s the crew of the Thorne saved then.”
Then she looked serious for a moment, deadly serious.
“That’s the trouble though Jamie, they had food, water, shelter and technology. There’s nothing wrong with the Thorne. Transports have quantum voice communicators, they always have, even the early ones.”
He knew she was right, it troubled him too. Why were there no further transmissions?
“Astrid, you are right, I know it. I’m the ship’s tactical officer, getting us out of a tight spot is what I live for. If it was me, this would be a cakewalk to be rescued from. Those transport have gigawatts of power, they use hydrogen fusion. That’s twenty-first century classic tech, it’s rugged, reliable and serviceable. No moving parts, nothing to wear out. An idiot can charge those canisters with hydrogen. They had Medi-computers, pharmaceutical replicators, food, water, shelter. They stripped the Thorne bare for tools as well.”
Astrid nodded in agreement, “I see where you are going with this. Okay, so they stayed. In that case, where the fuck are they? We’ve had scanning bots down here for four days and the Casimir’s arrays looking – nothing, nada, sweet fuck all.”
“Okay, okay, then this is the Marie Celeste of the twenty-fourth century.”
“Then they got old and died then, right?”
He shook his head, “Not that crew, it was fifty-fifty men to women. This was the old school, they were personality matched, psyche matched, young and probably as horny as us. In this environment, they would have made the best of it and bred. Such is our instinct. You tell me? You’re the Bio-Specialist.”
Astrid looked at him with an air of disbelief, “Horny? Three hundred fucking light years from home and stranded and they get fucking horny?”
“There’s nothing wrong with the Thorne, they weren’t stranded. They had a choice and chose to stay. And you wouldn’t feel horny?”
Begrudgingly, he had a point, “Ok, yeah, I mean once you have your food and shelter, what else is there to do to while away the time?”
Approaching her, he held her by the hips. He looked to her pouting soft lips, he had to have them.
They felt like soft velvet against his own. He had stolen many kisses in the last few days and his body ignited every time. The meagre libations of Holo-porn were no substitute. With Astrid in a tight bodysuit before him now, it tore at his insides. She was impossible to resist.
“Mmmm, Jamie, we shouldn’t.”
“Shouldn’t we? I mean, who’s going to know?”
She was a sucker for that mischievous glimmer in his eyes.
He kissed her again, a vibrant explosion of sensations coursed through her. It had been too long, the gravity of the situation and precious time alone had been the perfect prophylactic. The tranquillity of being the only souls for miles and the warm sunlight after weeks of space travel lifted her spirits. If they were going to have sex anywhere, where better than this beautiful planet.
Demolishing her resolve with another passionate kiss, she pulled the zip of her jumpsuit down. With a coy look into her eyes, the partial reveal of her full breasts taunted him viciously.
He pulled her into him and kissed her harder. He could feel his erection tight in his bodysuit and pressed it against her hoping she could feel it.
“Ooooh Jamie. A real hard penis. I have a toy onboard, I think I’ve worn it out. I got told off by Svetlana for using one of the engineering replicators to make a new part for it.”
“Fuck Svetlana.”
She kissed him again, “You would wouldn’t you? She’s cute isn’t she? Young, Russian. I bet she’s tight, very tight. She could watch us fuck, getting all horny with that cute body of hers in need.”
She nuzzled his ear drawing a soft whimper from him.
“I want to be utter filth for you, right here, right now.”
“Christ, Astrid, tell me more.”
“Wouldn’t you like to slide your penis into her after you have fucked me?”
“Mmmm, Astrid, that’s kinky.”
“You could if you wanted to, I’ve seen how she looks at you. Us girls know these things.”
She kissed him fully, stirring his body with each searching caress of her tongue against his. Pulling at his zip, she eased her hand into his jumpsuit. Clasping his cock, she savoured its fierce hardness.
“Jamie, I hope you are going to put that straight in me. I want it so badly.”
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She gripped at the soft thatch of the grass. She wanted it like this, on all fours for the deepest penetration. Pressing against her, the slow deliberate thrust of his length caressed the sensitive walls of her sex. He felt so fat and swollen inside her, alive and pulsating.
“Christ Jamie, what have you been feeding that thing?”
Pushed deep into her, her automatic gasp came from her tightening diaphragm. Again, he pushed into her, that coarse throb building inside her with each long powerful stroke.
He looked down, the fine lips of her sex caressed his shaft. Snugly gripping his girth, he pushed into her a little harder.
“Mmm, fuck,” a soft moan punctuated her words, “I’m going to cum on that if you keep this up.”
The next thrust spoke for him, firmer with more force, another followed and then another in quicker succession.
Tearing at the grass for purchase, she pushed back to meet his thrusts. Driving harder, she met him in perfect time. Invigorated, Jamie pressed on, the tight ache of his body responding every time. Tightening like a winding spring, the pressure built inside her with each thrust. The evocative strength of each drive into her felt stronger each time. She savoured how he took her like this, so masculine and forceful.
Gasping and panting for air, he knew those moans. Her naked honey skin flexed as her body contorted to meet his thrusts. His firm hands squeezed on her hips, pulling her down to meet the power of his body pressing his cock into her.
“Come on me Astrid, I can feel you tightening up.”
Assertive words for assertive deeds, the implacable strength of his body propelled her towards that inevitable climax. She nurtured it as his cock slid against the taut walls of her sex.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh...”
With a shudder, she convulsed on him with all her sinewy strength clenching at his girth. Shuddering, Astrid came in loud sobs of her ecstatic body, she fed on her climax with the hunger of a neglected body. Trembling hard, she slumped into the grass as he fucked her through her climax.
Basked in a deep warmth, whimpering to his thrusts - he was so swollen inside her weakly spasming sex. The tension in his body was heading to breaking point and his inevitable release.
“Astrid…. I’m gonna…”
“Wait, wait for me.”
Easing herself from him and spinning round, she sat on her haunches. Taking his juice coated cock, she looked up to him, and took him into her mouth.
“Oh fuck Astrid, I love it when you do that.”
With a twist of her hand on his length, she sucked on his cock. With a look of expectation on her face, their eyes met.
“I’m, I’m…”
Rope after rope of his load shot from him, she took it all. Swallowing it down, he had given her his very best and she gratefully rewarded him.
Staggering a little and free from her grasp, he watched as she primly wiped the edges of her mouth with a finger.
“There, all gone.”
Jamie laughed, still a little dazed.
“Christ Astrid, since when have you swallowed my spunk.”
“Since they’ve started bio-scanning us when we get back on the ship. I’m not having any alien DNA leaking from my cunt into my bodysuit. Alien as in your jizz.”
“Ah right. Erm, very practical.”
Jamie slumped to the ground, the cool grass soothed his hot skin.
“And another thing, where did you get that bionic cock from? You haven’t been buying any of those black market meds at Lagrange A have you? Fuck, you are definitely bigger than my cunt remembers.”
Jamie laughed, “No, I’ve was in Cryo nearly as long as you. That’s three weeks of Cryo and five days of sheer frustration. Do you have any idea how fit you look in that bodysuit?”
Astrid looked unimpressed, “Aw, poor Jamie, what’s the matter? Did they take your holo-porn away?”
Jamie tried hard not to reveal that he watched holo-porn or he actually had any holo-porn.
“What holo-porn?”
Astrid laughed, “Yeah right, you shouldn’t leave your PerComp in my quarters. Seriously, that’s some messed up kinky shit you have.”
“Fuck!” Jamie ran his fingers through his hair in disbelief.
She smiled, “I quite liked it actually, that blonde with the big tits? Fuck, I’d do her too.”
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
“Tactical Officer Crowley to Casimir, comms-alpha code six-one-six-seven.”
“Roger, six-one-six-seven. Tracking you both about a click from Camp Theta,” replied Captain Thomson.
“Confirm. Comms-alpha six-one-six-eight at next check. Crowley out.”
“Roger. Casimir out.”
Catching a faint zephyr breeze over the long expansive plains, they walked the short distance to the camp. The exploration team had established a base of operation in what was considered to be the most benign area conducive to operations. Vast open spaces, temperate climate and away from seismic activity. It was being used at the main rendezvous point for the robotic pathfinders following up on large metallic hotspots found in deep scanning.
“So do you think they might have buried the transports?”
Jamie shrugged, “Well let’s face it, we’re selected for a very important mission and in four days we’ve drawn a big fat fuck-all. Seems a reasonable conclusion.”
“Okay, there they are.”
Approaching the camp, it was arranged into a circle of large stacked equipment boxes and pre-fabricated accommodation blocks. The two transports looked like giant gate guards as they approached.
“Nervous?”
Astrid looked nervous asking the question, Jamie shrugged.
“Nah, we’re here to help move the camp to the next phase of operations. It’s routine.”
“Tactical Officer Crowley?” squawked his comm unit.
“Crowley.”
“Be advised, Camp Theta did not respond to comms-alpha. Situation Report.”
“Erm, Camp intact, no sign of team though. Will recon, stand by.”
“Roger Crowley, Casimir Out.”
“Astrid, want to ask your question again?”
Walking past the transports, the camp looked smaller flanked by large boxes and squat accommodation blocks. Three of the accommodation blocks had been placed in the centre, a redoubt in the centre serving as the administration offices.
“Listen? Hear that?”
Pointing in the direction, Jamie held up his scanner.
“Okay, strong infra-red, definite oscillation in the audible range. Slowly okay? Any problems, run like hell, hide and two pushes on your transponder.”
Astrid nodded.
The soft foam gripped on the alloy checker plate of the steps. With deliberate care, they moved slowly and silently into the larger accommodation block.
Throwing a look to each other, the sounds were louder and more pronounced.
Sharing an astonished look, they peered in through the smoked glass.
It was a seething mass of limbs. Nubile and athletic bodies writhed against each other. Six youthful bodies in congress, sharing each other in a languid display of sensuality.
“It’s a fucking orgy!” hissed Astrid.
“Okay, thanks for the biological explanation. I can see that.”
They watched spellbound, three women and three men naked writhed against each other. One of the women was being spit-roasted between two men. The two remaining women were attending to each other as the last remaining male drove his cock into one of them.
“Fucking hell!” spat Astrid.
Automatically, Astrid could sense a deep arousal, she pulled on the zip of her jumpsuit. Dipping fingers into her sex, she was soaked. The incongruous spectacle did not jar her mind as being inappropriate. Her rational mind did not care, it was her body, and it demanded she joined in. The desire to sample the pleasure that they could give her was too powerful to resist. Focussing on their bodies, she craved them all.
She reached to Jamie’s loins, he was surging rock hard through the taut fabric of his suit.
“You feel it too?”
Jamie looked at her, she knew that look, and he was deeply aroused.
“We shouldn’t Astrid but I can’t help it. I have to fuck.”
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
Through bleary eyes, Jamie looked up. Disorientated and confused, he patched together the last hours. Night followed day and it was daytime again. It was all smeared together as a continuous blur of sexual acts. Moving carefully, his whole body ached, he was completely naked. He looked down to see Astrid snuggled against his chest. Completely naked too, she whimpered in her slumber.
Moving his head, a shock of flowing red hair moved to a cacophony of moans and gasps. Her pale skinned body moved astride a prone male. Riding him with a demented intensity, she was single-mindedly taking what she wanted. With a vicious determination, she rode the hard length of his cock with an energy that seemed almost supernatural.
“I want more, give it to me!”
“Enough, enough! Ugh Fuck! That feels so good.”
“Fill me, I want more. Give me your spunk.”
The unmistakable tones of Svetlana’s voice sounded so demanding. Scanning the room, where there was eight, there were now four. Jamie felt he should be concerned but instead felt deeply reassured and blissfully happy.
A hand gripped on his cock, it was Astrid. He could see she was watching Svetlana fucking with total abandon.
“Hey Svetlana, Jamie has more.”
Turning her head, she stopped and smiled at Jamie.
“Do it for me Jamie, I want to watch her fuck you.”
With a sharp intake of air, he felt Astrid take him into her mouth. Possessed by her instructions, he offered no protestations just compliance.
Svetlana stepped off her charge and walked slowly and seductively towards them.
“Do you Jamie? Do you have more spunk?”
The dappled light caught the glistening wetness between her legs.
“For you, yes,” he gruffly replied.
Astrid held his cock firmly, he was rigid and fully erect. Straddling him, she poised the tip of his cock to the cleft of her sex. Astrid guided him into the broiling heat of Svetlana’s cunt.
“Fuck!”
She was very, very hot and wet.
With a slow undulation of her hips, she buried Jamie deep inside her. Moving with a deliberate and tawdry motion, she massaged him tightly with her sex. Moaning loudly, his foggy mind recalled that he had fucked her before already.
He looked to Astrid, laying back on her elbows, she spread her legs. Holding them up, she bent them at the knee. Displaying herself in an overt display, Dalton looked between her legs with a weary smile.
“Hey, Dalton, stick that cock in me and fuck me hard, I want to cum.”
Astrid let out a groan as she wrapped her long legs around Dalton’s hips. Reaching out to play with Svetlana’s wet slit, she gasped at Astrid’s skilful touch. Clinging to Dalton’s back with her other arm, he began to pound her hard. Torn between watching Svetlana’s naked body on top of him and seeing his girlfriend take Dalton’s cock, he massaged her breasts.
“Mmm, fuck Jamie, you feel good. Do I feel good around you?”
“Christ Svetlana, it’s amazing.”
Pushing his hands away, she crouched over him to pile-drive herself onto his cock. Dalton was busy making Astrid sob for air as she grasped frantically at his sweat sheened body. The sounds of Astrid’s yelps only served to spur Svetlana on.
Mechanical and lacking finesse, it was savage fucking. His body felt incredible, enraptured by her remorseless ministrations to his cock. The devotion of his mind to this carnal act was relentless, an overpowering sensation to breed and fuck with every sinew of his body. The clarity of his purpose suppressed everything else.
All consuming, he took Svetlana and pulled her down. Rolling her over, she opened her legs widely to receive him. Looking over to Astrid, she was lost in the moment staring longingly into his eyes.
Dalton’s body seemed weary but he resiliently pressed on, fucking her with a tempo that made her eyes roll behind her eyelids.
“Fuck her for me Jamie, give her your cum.”
Svetlana was almost impossible to contain, her hands found his nipples. She was clamouring for his seed with every deed. Craning her head down to his chest, her mouth took a nipple to suck and flick it with her tongue. The metallic walls echoed with the sounds of four bodies slamming violently together. The heat from Jamie’s loins was unmistakable, Svetlana would soon get her wish.
“Yes, Yes, I can feel you. You’re close. Do it, do it!”
Astrid’s stuttered breathing broke into a gut-wrenching groan. Her legs shook as she held Dalton tightly. Jamie knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. Svetlana was relentless, untiring in her demands of his body. She was tightening on him too, thrashing on him as her moans stuttered with each of Jamie’s powerful thrusts.
As Dalton let out a feeble but contented groan, he bucked his hips into Astrid.
“Yes, that’s it Dalton. Shoot it into me.”
Svetlana shuddered vigorously, clasping at him, her gasps mixed with Astrid’s.
“I’m cumming Jamie, cumming on your cock.”
The inelasticity of Jamie’s muscles heralded his impending release.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck.”
Buried with his full length deep inside her, Svetlana purred with contentment as he climaxed hard. Each contraction from his balls into his cock yielded a heavy warm throb of relief. His lungs were burning for air and his muscles trembled with fatigue. Svetlana pushed him away as he fell wearily onto the dense mattress.
Unable to talk, his body embraced the soporific after-glow of an intense climax.
Astrid peered down to her sex to sample the warmth inside her. Dalton was on shaky legs and holding the walls to remain upright.
“I must sleep, have to,” he muttered.
Staggering out of the block, Jamie figured he was trying to seek his own bunk.
Only Svetlana seemed unfazed, she hadn’t climaxed. Instead of wanting to seek solace, she followed Dalton pestering him for more. He could barely speak, weakly he pushed her away but she kept at him.
The light in the room seemed to be failing, Jamie’s eyes felt really heavy. Feeling the happiness and contentment of blissful rest, he did not have a care in the world as he drifted off to sleep.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
With a start, he felt he was suffocating, the air felt cold and tasted clinical. Subtle at first, the sense of alarm swelled in his body until his eyes opened wide filled with unbridled panic.
“Hey, hey, it’s okay, calm down.”
His limbs were flailing, it was primal, a need to fight or flight. He pressed to his chest twice, he was naked. Bewildered and confused, he pushed with all his might against the force holding him down.
“It’s okay, it’s okay… calm down, calm down.”
Jamie realised he wasn’t going to suffocate, it was a respirator mask over his face.
As his eyes brought his vision into focus, a figure loomed into view. He had a kindly face behind his respirator mask, a benevolent smile that seemed so calming and open. Easing from his struggle, deep cool lungfuls of air soothed his savage mind.
“Well, well old boy, looks like there’s been some fun and games going on here.”
“Huh? What?” croaked Jamie.
“Don’t worry about your friends, they are fine. We had to sedate the redhead though, she tried to assault my first officer demanding sex.”
“What? What the fuck?”
The kindly figure thrust out his hand.
“Of course, forgive my appalling manners. Bradley Freeman, pleased to meet you.”
Maddie
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