They reached the ceiling and Stern pushed off the dome with one hand. They started spinning slowly together as they floated back down.
“You find something you like?” Constance asked.
“I know you like this on your pussy and want me inside you,” he said. “Your sweet ass and this tight pussy around my cock. You deserve a man that knows how to fill you up properly.”
“Stop talking about it and fuck me already.”
“Is that what you want?”
***
“Pound my pussy. Stretch me out until I scream for more. God, I want it now.”
Stern laughed and guided his head between her legs. He slid in and she wrapped her legs behind his back. Stern grabbed her hips and drove in.
Dole saw a vein stand out on her forehead and her eyes watered. He had never done that to her. She bucked her hips using her legs around his back for leverage. He gripped her hips and rammed up into her with all his might and every inch of his length. Her ass rolled from his power and her breasts rocked with the motion of their pounding.
“Grind that cock,” he said. “Your pussy is so wet and tight. You like feeling it that deep, don’t you?”
Constance screamed out. “I do. God, I do. So fucking deep. Give me all of it. Don’t stop. I have never felt it that deep. Don’t stop. Don’t cum yet. Keep fucking my brains out, Stern. I am all yours.”
“I’m not cumming yet. Jesus, how fast did Dole shoot off in you? I’m driving this home for a while, girl. Hang on.”
They reached the floor and Stern pushed back off into the air. As they rose back up, he used his hands to open her legs from behind his back. He rotated around and locked into a scissor hold with Constance. They held each other’s legs as she ground his cock inside her and Stern fought to draw it out as far as he could before ramming in back in her.
Dole could tell by the angle and motion of her hips, that Constance was working her clit against Stern’s body at the same time that she was taking all of his cock. He could tell by her face, her twitching muscles, and the heaving of her bounding breast that she was being driven into an orgasm.
“Oh, give me all of the monster cock.” She growled. “Own that pussy, Stern. Pump me full, you fucker. Do it.”
“Holy shit, you are so fucking slippery. I can barely hold on to you. You are so wet.”
“You do it to me. I’ve never felt like his. Stretch my pussy with your fat, fucking cock.”
Dole whispered. “Do it. Do it. Fuck her.”
In the darkness of space through the dome, he saw where he knew Earth to be by their current position. He watched the dot that used to be home as his wife and Stern floated in front of it and her grinding, flexing ass blocked his view.
Dole rubbed the front of his pants and then slid his hand down to wrap around his cock that he thought might be close to six and a half inches tonight. He stroked himself imaging his wife saying to him the things she was saying to Stern and his fat cock that she was worshiping.
Constance yelled. “Don’t touch yourself, fucker. You lost a bet. Me and Stern are the only ones that get to cum tonight. You keep your hands off that bad, little dick and watch. You need to learn something about how to please a woman and to do your job right. Just hold our clothes and wait until I call you.”
Dole pulled his hand away and clutched the bundle of clothes again. He bumped his head on the wall as he wasn’t paying attention.
Stern laughed and unfolded from her. Her grabbed her ass and pulled Constance toward him with both hands hard enough that she folded in half. Constance laughed and grabbed her own ankles to stay that way.
Stern rammed inside her pussy with one swift motion and she screamed. “Yes!”
He fucked her hard from behind and they did a summersault in the air. With the extra room from her holding her own ankles, Stern was able to whip his legs in a back and forth rhythm like he was playing on a swing. His cock rocked back and forth inside her and they tilted back and forth in the air like a pendulum.
Her moans rose in intensity as his speed increased. She leg go of her ankles and unfolded. She laid back against him in the air as he clutched her ass with one hand and one weightless breast with the other. Stern drew back until he almost left her before thrusting back in creating a clapping sound like thunder off the dome.
“I’m going to cum.” He breathed in her ear.
“I already have three times thanks to you and your beautiful cock. Cum inside me.”
He groaned and hugged her from behind as he pounded her faster than Dole could follow. Constance pulled away and spun around. She held onto Stern’s balls and he groaned. She sucked on the end of his cock and spit out a blob of cum into the air. She sucked again and spit another orb of white in the other direction. She sucked and stroked for a long time before spitting out one more droplet of cum. A galaxy of the stuff leaked out of her pussy into the air.
“Let’s get out of here before we drown,” Dole said.
“Clean up first,” Constance ordered. She stroked Stern’s cock as he held her from behind fondling her tits and kissing her neck.
“Are you serious?”
“Do it,” she said. “I’ve done my part cleaning up the mess you made. Now it’s your turn.”
“Be a good citizen.” Stern taunted.
Dole kicked off the floor and flew up toward the biggest glob that had come from her creamed pussy. As Stern and Constance watched, Dole held out Stern’s shorts to gather the spill.
She said, “Don’t use our clothes.”
“How am I supposed to do it then?”
“You are a smart, little boy. You’ll figure it out.”
Dole stared as he drifted toward the cum in the air.
***
Dole spent a lot of time outside the ship over the next few days to pass the time. Stern’s way of finding and fixing was more efficient. Constance suddenly softened after a few weeks and had sex with Dole again. A lot of sex. They even went to “repair the observation deck” a few times and he got to experience her moves for himself. She still made him clean up afterward while she watched.
They avoided Stern for most of the last three months and did not say goodbye when they shuttled to the planet.
Dole didn’t realize how bad the air on the ship had gotten until he was breathing on the planet. The grasses covered rolling hills in waving purple that literally circled the entire planet. It smelled like eucalyptus and mint. When it rained, it reminded Dole a little of the smell of copper pennies too.
Farmers started plowing fields for crops and the animals took to the grass and grew larger very rapidly. They started giving birth faster than their usual pregnancy cycles too. The ranchers had to expand, but the planet was all grass and it grew back as fast as the animals could eat it.
Constance announced she was pregnant. She was the first pregnancy in the new colony and had the baby a month early, but big and healthy.
Dole stared at her holding the baby once they were alone. He said, “Did you have it early because of how this planet works or because you got pregnant a month before we started having sex again?”
“What are you saying?” She wouldn’t look at him.
“You started having sex with me again because you found out you were pregnant from Stern while we were still on the ship. No lies, Constance.”
Her jaw flexed. “Your own fault, Dole. All of this.”
“So it is his? You should have said something while he was still in our solar system mining. You could have gone and raised his son with him back on Earth instead of being stuck with me and all my mistakes.”
Constance narrowed her eyes. “I want to name him Stern. It’s a man’s name. Don’t you think, Dole?”
Dole stood up to leave the room.
She called at his back. “Where are you going to go?”
Story Twelve
“Esmeralda De Fontaine, are you out of your mind?” Lilac Marston addressed the slim, dark haired young woman standing before h
er.
“I… I think it’s my calling, Ma’am.” Esmeralda answered, staring at her hands as she clasped them over her breast. “I feel like I was born to make a difference… to help people in need.”
“And who will help you when you are in need?” The older woman demanded. “You think you can last a day in that wild, untamed country infested with savages and all sorts of evil things?”
“That’s why I must go there, Ma’am.” Esmeralda sounded determined, and a little nervous. “I have faith that I will be kept safe and bring help and love to those poor people who suffer there.”
“You have lost your mind, but who am I to stop you.” Lilac shook her head. “You’re over eighteen now and I am no longer your legal guardian. You have your inheritance and you are free to do as you wish.”
“Thank you, Ma’am.” The petite young woman bowed. “You have been good to me and for that I thank you from my heart.”
“Yes, you’re very welcome.” Her former guardian nodded. “And how do you plan to go there?”
“I will drive… the old Ford will do.” The girl turned to leave.
“Well, I can only wish you well, young lady. Travel safe.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Marston.”
Esmeralda glanced over her shoulder and looked one last time at the old manor that she had lived in for nearly all her life. Orphaned at a very early age, she was under the care of the Marston family, friends of her late family. Now that she had come of age and with the few millions that she had inherited from her father’s estate, she felt she could help people less fortunate than her.
The old Ford her father owned was kept in good running condition and she had a few months of practice on it, driving around the estate. She tossed her only bag on the seat beside her and started the engine. It roared to life, ready to take her to the mountainside where life was hard and rough. She took a deep breath, convinced in her heart that she was doing the right thing.
After three hours and a few hundred miles from civilization, she eased the car as it groaned over the beaten path that passed off for a roadway. Before her a small shack loomed up. It had the word ‘Supplies’ written on a crude board over the wooden door. She stepped out of the car and walked inside. An old man in a bear skin coat looked up at her, his eyes narrow and swollen.
“What can I do for you, Missy?” He asked, spitting tobacco into a cup on the floor.
She stood silently for a while, eyeing him with wonderment. “Good Afternoon, kind sir.” She began. “I am looking to get to the small town of Shamrock Bells. Do you know the way to get there?”
“I sure do, young lady?”He nodded, “But let me tell you that is no place for a lady of refinement like you.”
“Thank you, dear sir, for the advice.” She smiled. “But I know what I have to do.”
“Well, darling, I don’t think that you do.” He said somberly. “But you seem old enough to make your own decisions.”
“Thank you, and is there anything I can get from here to help the people in town.” She looked around the small little shop.
“Why, sure,” The old man nodded, “We have all the supplies the poor folk in town would need… and how will you be paying?”
“I have gold… enough now for a week’s worth of supplies.” She touched the heavy purse by her hip. “And more for the future.”
“Another piece of advice to you, Missy.” He eyed the pouch. “Don’t go around saying you have gold on you… it’s not so safe in these parts.”
“Oh, I am not worried. “She smiled serenely. “I have the protection of the Lo…”
An eerie howl echoed outside and one of the broken windows shattered inward, spraying the remaining glass all over the floor.
“Whoever you said was protecting you; you’d best call to them now, Missy.” The storekeeper groaned and ducked under the counter.
“Why?” She asked, staring at him in surprise. “And who was that?”
“That’s the Rankler Boys, Missy,” He said from under the counter. “And you’d best be hiding away too.”
Before she could ask him anymore questions, a loud screech of brakes sounded from the outside, followed by a few howls and heavy foot falls. The door of the store flew open and four of largest, most mean looking men she had ever seen sauntered into the store. They were tall, gangly creatures, with unkempt hair, unshaven chins, and smelling of tobacco and manure. The meanest looking one, a head shorter than the other three, walked right up to her and stared her down.
“What do we have here?” He growled in a strange guttural, uncultured tone.
“Hello, kind sir.” Esmeralda looked up at him, a cold shiver running down her spine. “Are you from Shamrock Bells?”
All four of them threw back their heads and laughed crudely making her wonder if she had said anything amusing.
“No, wench.” The one she spoke to snarled. “Out of the new moon’s mist we come, from beyond the hills.”
“Are you travelers seeking to embrace the ways of our Lo…?” She asked and his large, callused hand suddenly clamped over her mouth.
“We have what we seek.” He growled. “You.”
Her eyes went wide with fear as he effortlessly threw her over his broad shoulder and stepped outside, walking up to a rusted Jalopy that looked ready to fall apart. His three companions whooped and howled as they followed him out. She noticed them grab up a few things from the store at will.
“Let’s take her home and feast.” One of the other’s howled, making her feel fear for her life for the first time ever.
“No, Jimmy, you fool.” The one carrying her snarled. “Do you want everyone to tear her apart there? She is ours and we’ll ravage her on Dark Moon Meadow.”
“Ravage?” Her voice almost cracked, realizing these brutes’ intentions.
She knew pleading with them wouldn’t do anything; instead she closed her eyes and prayed.
“Nice car.” One of the unkempt men looked at the Ford with greedy eyes.
“Take it, Robbie, and follow our rusty heap closely.” The leader carrying Esmeralda barked and jumped into the rattling jalopy with her still over his shoulder. “Let’s ride.”
The ride was long and bumpy, through the forested hills until they reached a clearing. Esmeralda’s heart pounded harder than it had ever done before. Her life of sheltered indulgence and prosperity had done little to prepare her to face the world she thought she could help.
“Hey, Lars…” One of her captors approached the leader as he leapt out of the Jalopy with her still over his shoulder. “You sure those bear fuckers aren’t going to be here… Dark Moon Meadow is their territory.”
“I know that, Kirk.” Lars snarled. “But it’s too early in the season for those lumbering behemoths to even be a hundred miles of here.”
“Yeah,” The one called Robbie walked up, leering at her as she hung over Lar’s broad shoulder. “Let’s have some fun with this perdy little thing, then let ‘er roam these woods and leave her here for them to find.”
“You’ve been reading my mind, Robbie.” Lars laughed and dropped her onto the green moss covered ground.
She groaned and looked up at them, her bosom heaving and nostril flaring. “What… what are you going to do… to me?”
“Lady, you sure ain’t got a clue, have you?” Lars sneered, holding his crotch. “Me and my wild boys here are going to light up your life… with these here candle sticks.”
She shivered as the other three howled with a frenzied look in their eyes. She hugged her knees close to her, but Lars grabbed at her again, pulling her up and close to him, pawing at her, looking over the expensive dress. She struggled against his iron grip but he laughed in her face and licked it with his rough, slobbering tongue. She looked over his ear as he sniffed her neck, sliding his snout along her skin as the three others looked on happily. The chill of fear descended over her and she closed her eyes to their brazen rudeness.
“Leave some for us, Lars…” One of them slurred.
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“You can have her plenty, boy, once I get my fill.” Lars snarled and pushed her down to the ground again. “This is going to be a fun time, won’t it boys!”
The other three men licked their own lips, staring on with greedy, eager eyes. They thought this would be their greatest adventure ever…
Esmeralda sneered at their ugly faces; her screams were only frightened muffled sounds. The youthful girl closed her eyes, shutting them tightly, wishing to be home in her warm bed again… When she opened them again to the crude laughter of her tormentors, she gasped at the sight of Lars looming above her, a lewd twinkle in his eye that she didn’t particularly like.
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