Taboo: Lesbian Intergalactic Space Ranger (Scifi Romance, Lesbian Romance Book 6)

by Lizzy Black

  “Yeah, fuck me, queen la-la… fuck my brains out.” Gaya screamed as the alien ground her hips against her more and more forcefully. “Oh, this is so fucking good.”

  The strangely swollen clitoris pulsed and throbbed wildly inside her, way more than any cock she had ever before. It triggered every sensitive fiber in her body, making the nerve endings explode to life. Her orgasm came hard, making her shudder violently and yank hard at the shackles on her wrists and ankles. She felt the alien stiffen and cry out in a tongue she didn’t understand. Lotus-Lark shook as much as she did, letting Gaya know that the queen of the Larks was cumming as hard too. She felt Jenna’s mouth on her pussy from underneath. The sex-mad space pirate had snuck under the two lovers and lapped up their combined orgasms with a demented smile on her face.

  Gaya left light headed, her body was taken to heights of pleasure she had never known before. She felt spent, exhausted and yet at the same time invigorated and rejuvenated. She released all the tension from her mind, maybe Jenna was right, maybe it was time to accept this reality and not waste away in the past. This was her new life, almost close to forty; she could do with a change. She smiled in satisfaction and let her mind drift as her body did, giving into the blissful embrace of sleep.

  4

  Gaya woke up with a sudden jolt, her green eyes wide and watering. The pale light in the room slowly grew brighter illuminating her surroundings. She was in a very lavishly decorated room, with plush furnishing and décor. She sat up, the satin sheets on the bed felt good on her naked skin. She noticed that her arms, wrists, thighs, calves and ankles were adorned with metal jewelry. And a multi-layered necklace hung over her neck, nestling between her breasts, with a matching one over her hips. That was all the raiment she had, leaving the rest of her body exposed, just as the alien women had been.

  Food and drink awaited her on a small raised platform away from the bed and suddenly she realized that she hadn’t eaten anything since before her gunfight on Sogross-3. She slid off the bed and gingerly took a sip of the sweet smelling liquid that shone pink in a strange looking transparent container. It tasted like milk and honey. She took a few longer sips of it and felt her body relax. The other container had something that looked and smelled like smoked salmon. Gaya didn’t like fish, but she was too hungry to care, she ate all of it with gusto, washing it all down with the strange pink liquid.

  “Ah, so good to see you’re awake, Marshall.” Jenna’s voice filled the room.

  Gaya looked up at the round, mirror like object on the wall. Jenna’s grinning face was on the other side of it. It looked like a two way mirror window. The space law keeper rose up and walked up to the round hole in the wall.

  “Oh, yeah, baby.” Jenna continued. “You’re looking mighty regal in Larkin finery, Gaya, you could make a lovely queen, you know… with that hot body and good looks, even at your ripe old age.”

  “Can it, pirate. Where the hell am I? Gaya growled, peering into the other identical room that Jenna was in. “And where are you?”

  “You’re in one of the royal guest chambers.” Jenna said, smiling sweetly. “And so am I… we’re Lotus-Lark’s special guests.”

  “You mean we are her damned prisoners.” Gaya sighed and looked around the room for a doorway or exit point.

  “No way, Marshall, we are her honored visitors.” Jenna said indignantly.

  “Have you been anywhere outside since we were brought here against our will.”

  “Well, no… I’ve never been outside these few rooms.” Jenna confessed.

  “Then we most definitely are prisoners here.” The space cop shook her head in dismay.

  “But it’s surely better than out there, in the cold, dry emptiness…” Jenna struggled to keep optimistic. “We could have died there if not for these new friends.”

  “Friends?” Gaya laughed derisively. “You’d just as soon stab them in the back, had you got the slightest chance.”

  “You know me so well, Marshall Lanis.” The blonde pirate stuck out her tongue.

  “How do we get out of these cells?” Gaya said in frustration. “I don’t see any doors or exits.”

  “I don’t know, I woke up in the room the same as you.”

  “We’ve got to find a way to get out and make a break for it?”

  “But where are we going to run, even if we do get out of this place.”

  “Remember what Lettuce-Lust said, that the planet, what ever the fuck she called it… was where they came from, after they escaped from someone or something?” Gaya scratched her head and sat back down on the bed.

  “Yeah, I remember… Loseitall was the planet’s name.” Jenna nodded, rubbing her chin. She looked equally exotic in the Larkin finery that draped her sexy young body.

  “Yes, yes… whatever the name was, it means that they had to have some kind of ship, a possible rocket transport to get them here from there.” Gaya said thoughtfully.

  “I see where you’re going with this…” Jenna’s face lit up. “They have some sort of ships to travel through space here… and if we can get to one…”

  “We can get the hell off this lesbian planetoid.” Gaya concluded for her.

  “But I like it here, Lotus-Lark is so hot and that crazy clit of hers, better than any cock I ever had.”

  “You’re welcome to it, you she-goat.” Gaya growled. “When they come in with out next meal, I’m jumping ship.”

  “How do you know they’ll be serving it in person?” Jenna smirked. “They might be just beaming the food in.”

  “Damn, that’s one shitty possibility.” Gaya slapped the side of the bed. “Maybe that’s how they sent us into this room too. Teleportation Hubs, bah.”

  “Nope, I guess they aren’t that advanced… yet.” Jenna laughed and pointed to a panel moving aside in her room. ‘Secret hidden passageways, not a bad idea.”

  “There must be one here too.” Gaya leapt off the bed. “Yes, right there along the edge of that curtain… yes, got it… come on, pirate; let’s get the hell out of here.”

  The panel slid open and Gaya found herself stepping out in to a long, narrow corridor. The snap of the panel closing behind made her jump. She looked at the wall and couldn’t see a thing, there was no way back into the room. But she didn’t care and turned around, setting off on a brisk pace down the corridor not knowing where it led to. Jenna was nowhere in sight. Either she decided not to come or the secret panel in her room led to some other corridor. Either way, she could find her later, once she had her bearings of the place and found a means to get off the cursed moon.

  After a while of fast walking and a few running steps now and then, Gaya reached a bend in the narrow passage. It opened up into a larger passage and she could see a few shadowy forms moving around in the distance. She was vulnerable without her guns, but she was also a trained expert in unarmed combat and could defend herself in a crisis. A shadow fell across her and she whirled around, hands raised to block and jab.

  “Hey, easy there, Marshall.” Jenna took a step back, panting. “Didn’t run all this way down an endless tunnel to get my head knocked off by you.”

  “Damn, Jenna.” Gaya sighed deeply. “I hate the sight of you, but right now you’re the best thing in my life.”

  “I’m so glad you finally see things my way.” Jenna raised her arms high and sashayed her sexy hips.

  “No, I don’t mean in that sense, you lovely lesbian.” Gaya laughed and kissed her on the cheek. “But still, I could use the company. Come on.”

  They ran silently through the widening corridors, keeping to the shadows. The few alien women they passed by seemed too pre-occupied to notice them and soon Gaya and Jenna found themselves in what looked like a large room full of equipment and strange softly blinking lights.

  “This must me some sort of control room.” Gaya whispered, looking around the dimly lit surroundings.

  “It looks more like a lab of some kind.” Jenna said, sticking close to the space cop. “I think our ali
en friends are into some kind of genetic engineering.”

  “What ever they are into, we have to get the fuck off this moon.” Gaya hissed, running her hands over the rows of consoles that lined the room. “If we can locate some kind of central command unit, maybe we can find out where they keep their ships.”

  “Have you noticed there are no men around anywhere?” Jenna said thoughtfully. “Not that I want any but how do they… you know, grow in numbers?”

  “There’s the answer… they make clones, genetically engineer copies of themselves.” Gaya pointed at the rows of cylindrical tanks filled with a blue gel like substance. Each tank contained a humanoid body, in various stages of evolution.

  “Whoa, looks like we hit the mother lode of Larktopia.” Jenna said softly, as she ran her hands over the smooth glass-like surfaces of the tanks. “This is so cool; all of them are female… at least in physiology.”

  “Yeah, but don’t get too excited, or you may find a clone of yourself…” Gaya stopped in mid-sentence and froze in place before a tank filled with a greenish gel-like liquid.

  “Holy double vision, law-woman,” Jenna whispered sharply. “Looks like you spoke too soon… that’s an exact copy of you in there.”

  “What the fuck?” Gaya shook her head in astonishment. “What do they need a clone of me for?”

  “Look, the lights are blinking green under the control panel of the cell.” Jenna pointed at the base of the tank. “This one’s ready to be popped out of the oven.”

  “Let’s leave it as it is and keep moving…” Gaya hissed, anger pricking at her.

  “Don’t you want to know why they cloned you?” Jenna asked. “I wonder if there’s one of me.”

  “I don’t care why?” The Space Marshall exhaled deeply. “Let’s get the…”

  A sharp hiss sounded from the tank and the lights on the bottom blinked slowly. The gel inside the tank began to recede downwards.

  “What the fuck did you do?” Gaya stared at Jenna in alarm.

  “Me?” I did nothing.” The space pirate was taken aback. “It must be on auto eject or something.”

  “Stay back; find something to fight it with if it attacks us.” Gaya warned, looking around for a possible weapon.

  “What the fuck?” Jenna rolled her eyes. “It’s just a clone… not some monster, but then again, it is a clone of you.”

  The last of the liquid drained out of the tank and the glass-like tube rose up revealing a naked and young, powerfully built woman, dark haired and light of skin, tight and toned, with full round breasts, a narrow waist and wide flaring hips. Her face took Gaya’s breath away. She looked just like she had when she was nineteen or twenty. The clone’s eyes opened abruptly and they were the same emerald green of the Space Marshall’s. She smiled at them and stepped down from the platform on unsteady feet, taking Jenna’s offered hand.

  “Hello, my dear.” The blonde pirate smiled. “What is your name?”

  “I doubt if she can understand what you’re saying.” Gaya snorted, giving the clone a disgusted look.

  “Oh, I do understand,” the lovely clone smiled. “I am Lanis-Lark, cloned from your DNA, Gayalanis.”

  “For what purpose?” Gaya asked brusquely.

  “We are part of the army Lotus-Lark is building, your skills as a warrior are well renowned and your DNA makes us the best fighters we can get.”

  “I think I should be honored.” Gaya said sarcastically. “But you said we. Why?”

  “I am the first of many to follow.” Lanis-Lark bowed slightly.

  “They’re making an army of clones of you, Marshall.” Jenna said with a shiver.

  “What is the need for this clone army?” Gaya asked the clone.

  “For War. Lotus-Lark intends to declare war on Loseitall for past crimes against the Larks.”

  “Hm, but how do you know so much when you’re just a newborn.” Gaya eyed the young woman with open suspicion.

  “Oh, I am connected to the collective consciousness of the hive,” She replied, smiling pleasantly. “All through the gestation process and even now.”

  “When are you not connected to the hive?” Jenna wanted to know, her eyes openly lusting for the sleek young beauty before her.

  “During times of pleasure as it is our individual need that we have to focus on.” Lanis-Lark looked back at her with her green inviting eyes.

  “Do you have the need now?” Jenna caressed the young woman’s cheek with a seductive smile.

  “I am always ready for pleasure.” She smiled back, shaking her naked body for emphasis.

  “Now is not the time for this!” Gaya snapped. “Do you know where the ships are docked?”

  “Yes, Gayalanis, I do.”

  “Show me.” The Space Marshall demanded.

  “I cannot.” The clone looked down at her feet.

  “Why?” Gaya rounded on her.

  “I can only share that with the hive.” She looked back up at Gaya apologetically.

  “But we are part of the hive now, when we fucked with Lotus-Lark last night.” Gaya said impatiently.

  “You must conjugate with me to increase the circle of connectivity.” The clone smiled brightly.

  “I love the sound of that.” Jenna piped up. “And there’s no time better than now to do it.”

  “But we…” Gaya protested weakly.

  “Jennatuzla is right.” Lanis-Lark said in a husky voice, “and my fresh body is yearning for your touch.”

  “Then let’s not waste another moment.” Jenna smiled and hugged the naked clone, her lips closing in over Lanis-Lark’s juicy ones.

  “Come, Gayalanis, you must join us…” The clone whispered. “…to complete the ritual.”

  Gaya gave in to the desire flooding her mind. She was amused at being turned on by a younger version of herself. Though she had always admired her body, at times quite narcissistically, but she had never had the notion to want to make out with herself. Jenna Tuzla, the notorious space pirate, that kindled new fires in her and she discovered that she liked that. She reached out and cupped one of the clone’s pert young breasts, enjoying the sensation of smooth softness in her fingers.

  “Oh, yes.” Lanis-Lark moaned. “Touch me, caress me, and make my senses come alive. Reach into me, let our bodies entwine and our minds meld, sweet Gayalanis.”

  “Mmmhh, fresh pussy out of the oven.” Jenna moaned and buried her face into the clone’s bald pussy. “So sweet, so juicy and tender.”

  “Oh, yes, yes.” The clone whimpered.

  Gaya took each of the clone’s supple breasts in one hand and kissed the erect nipples alternatively as Jenna slurped away at the clone’s dripping pussy. Lanis-Lark arched her back and her mind exploded in a myriad of colors. Her senses, new and uninitiated, took her body to the limits of its sensitive threshold. She came instantly, her first orgasm, even before her first meal or drink.

  “Mmh, sweet virgin cum, sweet virgin pussy.” Jenna grinned, her face covered in the clone’s love juice. “Gaya, you’ve go to try this hot pussy, it’s fresh and fruity.”

  “Oh, I will.” The thirty nine year old law enforcer admired the nineteen year old body of her own clone. “Come to me, my dear.”

  “We must, uh, meld our minds and unite our consciousness… to be a part of the hive.” Lanis-Lark said, amidst gasps.

  “Yes, we must.” Gaya said huskily, rubbing her naked body against her clone’s and shivering at the sensation.

  “We must let our love unite, press your pussy against mine… hurry, there is little time.”

  “Press our pussies?” Gaya looked at Jenna questioningly.

  “She means scissoring, or tribbing.” The blonde lesbian explained excitedly. “Cross you legs with hers and touch your pussy to hers.”

  Gaya smiled in bemusement and did as Jenna instructed. She moved her hips and slid up between Lanis-Lark’s outstretched legs until her pussy squashed against the tight young woman’s.

  “Ah, yes.” Lanis-Lark mo
aned. “And now, hold on to my legs as I hold yours, and rub your pussy against mine, yes, yes, yes… rub my pussy…. Harder, ohhh, harder.”

  “Oh, fuck!” Gaya groaned as she ground her hips against the clone’s with excited urgency. “This is so good, ohhh wow, I’m going to cum… cum so hard.”

  “Yes, yes… we must cum, we must cum together…” Lanis-Lark’s high pitched wail echoed all over the lab.

  “Yeah, baby, yeah!” Jenna yelled and stuck her hungry lips over the two grinding pussies, lapping up their flowing juices. “Cum hard, cum all over the place… Mama Tuzla’s got an appetite the size of the moon.”

  Suddenly Gaya and the clone began to shake and shudder violently, throwing Jenna off their jerking pelvises. Lanis-Lark screamed and stiffened as if she was being electrocuted. Then both women were pushed away from each other like repelling magnets. Gaya slid a few feet away on the slippery floor, her eyes wide in shock as she watched the clone move away in the other direction. Suddenly her mind went black and when she opened her eyes a moment later, she found herself staring at her own body a few feet away from her.

  “What the fuck is gong on?” Gaya scrambled to her feet and stumbled backward, her eyes wide in disbelief as she stared at her own body writhing on the floor.

  “Gaya? What the…” Jenna almost choked. “You’re in the clone’s body… and the clone is in yours.”

  “What the hell does that mean…?” Gaya trembled, looking at her own smooth and tight body in the reflection on the shiny metal walls.

  “Somehow, your consciousness, or mind… or soul, if you so believe, has been swapped with the clone’s.” Jenna stood up, staggering backward. “It’s totally freaking me out.”

  “Gayalanis?” The clone trapped in Gaya’s body looked up at them. “The melding of your consciousness into the hive did not work… you have instead hijacked my body and ejected my mind into yours.”

  “How the fuck could I do that?” Gaya sounded skeptical, but she began to like the feeling of being younger again in the tight, sexy body of the clone. “And I can tap into the database now with my mind. Holy Mother of the Muses, I know where the docking bay is with all the ships and I can already see the one I want.”