by D. R. Rosier
Bill warily sniffed at it. It smelled so good he took a large bite. It was perfect. The tomato was bursting with flavor and the lettuce crisp. The roast beef melted on his tongue. He was almost sad when he finished eating it down.
“You didn’t answer my question Ariella.”
She sighed plaintively, “I need help. I need your help to get back into space where I belong.”
Shit, he felt the urging to help her. He was not sure if it was him just not liking seeing a female in distress or the incredibly sexy voice which was turning him on despite the creepy factor. What the hell does he know about a dang spaceship anyway? Especially a live one! What could he do to help?
He said, “What can I do to help you? I don’t know nothing about space or technology crap.”
She said suggestively, “I need you to charge my... Systems. I could show you the universe you know. A ship is nothing without a crew.”
That sounds absolutely nuts. His VCR blinks 12 for goodness sake. He couldn’t figure out why she would want him.
He sighed, “And how do I do that? Charge your systems I mean.”
A sultry voice answered him from behind by the door, “Oh honey, I think you will figure it out.”
It was that same voice but instead of coming from everywhere it was a single direction. He turned and saw a young beautiful woman.
“Who are you?!”
She was about 5’9”. She had straight long black hair down to her ass. Soft green eyes and a light olive skin tone. She had an absolutely gorgeous face. A petite nose and full pouty lips. Her tits must have been a double D size and looked amazing on her hourglass body. To him she was dang near perfect looking, which made him suspicious. Shouldn’t she be more alien looking?
She smiled at him sheepishly and said, “I am Ariella, the new avatar for the ship. I admit I cheated a bit when I created this body. I read your mind when you were unconscious to come up with these,” she ran her hands sexily against her body, “specifications.”
His cock twitched.
His mouth was a bit dry when he said, “You done a real good job ma’am.”
Bill watched as she sauntered up to him, he swallowed. He couldn’t figure out if he wanted to stare at her beautiful face, her tits, or those long sexy legs. He was surprised when she started kissing him. He loved the feel of her soft and pliant lips on his. When he took in her scent his cock hardened the rest of the way.
He was so horny all the sudden but still confused and scared as well, so he pushed her back gently breaking their kiss.
“What is this about? I mean you are amazing but… I thought you wanted my help with charging something or other? What is this about, the kissing and sexy new body I mean?”
Every instinct in him wanted to bend her over the nearest console and then get started fucking her every different way he could reckon until he passed out. But there was a part of him really freaked out and not understanding. This just didn’t make sense. A ship that was alive? An avatar? Needing my help charging her systems? Wanting a crew? He doesn’t know the first thing about anything technical.
She sighed and confirmed she could read my mind by saying, “I am alive Bill. There are no electrical systems, or conduits, or fancy electronics like on your science fiction shows or books. If I am damaged I repair myself, just like if you cut your hand it would heal. I am… Organic. The only electronics are these screens so my crew can translate the readings and scans my body picks up.”
She pondered for a moment then said, “There is no way at all you could conceive of how I gain energy to move through the universe. The explanations would be above your head I am afraid. You aren’t stupid, you just don’t have the knowledge right now to comprehend it.”
He felt a little insulted at that, but he knew she spoke nothing but truth. Heck, he wouldn’t cotton on if it was a warp drive or a metal ship like in those sci-fi stories.
His lust surged when she gave him a fuck me look that caused his cock to jump and said, “Best way I can explain it is when I say I have a sex drive, it has multiple connotations. Although I can work with more forms of energy than that, it is the most potent.”
Wait a minute. All she needs from him to recharge and get back into space is a good fucking?
She nodded at his thought and smiled, “That’s what all the… Contraptions in the bedrooms are for. Servicing my crew gives me energy to move my body among the universes.”
Damn! He never thought reality would be so much better than fiction!
“Do we need to go somewhere specific baby?” he asked.
This ship was clearly a damsel in distress. He almost snorted at the thought, like he was doing her a favor? Her scent continued to work on him and he was harder than steel, it was starting to hurt in its confinement. It also felt… Bigger? Is that what she had meant by enhancements? He was already packing an above average eight inches. He felt at least a couple more now pressed against his body.
She shook her head and looked frustrated for a moment.
She said softly, “Sorry, I just don’t know how to explain it to you, suffice it to say my body and the ship are intimately connected. Plus, even if you were with someone else, the ship is now connected to you through the implant. Any… activity on your part, would provide energy.”
He nodded. “So let me get this straight, my only job as the crew is to give you energy by fucking? And you will show me the universe and aliens and shit? Is it dangerous?”
She kissed him tenderly, as if he was her lover.
She said, “Yes, that is what it is to be my crew. And more, I have been alone for too long and need the company besides. And yes to everything else, including the danger. But I can minimize that if you listen to me.”
This was a big deal. He would be saying goodbye to earth, although he didn’t have much holding him down either. He was pretty sure Sally had actually broken up with him last night. He had been trying not to think of that though.
It was also getting downright uncomfortable around Ariella, he could barely think. She was designed for him specifically. Her looks, scent, voice and sultry demeanor were all driving him nuts.
She did it to get him to help her, became everything he could want in a woman, and so much more than he ever thought he would get.
Oh, he did okay woman wise, but it isn’t every day he gets offered the universe with the most beautiful woman he ever met, or should he say ever imagined! He took her hand and planned to take her to a bed, but one appeared right on the bridge! He pulled her in for a kiss and felt her undoing his clothes and he removed hers in return.
He almost blew early when they finally got naked. Her body was toned but soft. Her skin was like yielding silk under his rough hands. She was absolutely perfect, at least to him.
He picked her up and carried her to the bed.
Bill felt her wrap her legs around him and grind her hot pussy along his now ten inches, coating the bottom of his hard cock with her juice. He gasped at her warm heat running up his pole and kissed her hard while squeezing her ass. He held her tight and ground back against her.
Ariella said sultrily with a tinge of desperation, “Oh god, we can explore and go slow later, fuck me now, make me yours.”
He felt how soaked she was as he ran his thick cock head up and down her dripping slit. He pushed in slowly, wanting to savor every feeling of her silken pussy. He heard her gasp loudly as his tip pushed in, violating her heavenly hot folds. He made it a little further into her tight wet heat when he hit her barrier. A virgin?!
Ariella said panting, “Take me! This body is new and only for you. I made this body for you, fresh and unspoiled. I am yours to plunder.”
His cock felt like it hardened even more when she said that, if that was possible. He pushed forward and took her virginity with a quick violent but short thrust. When she gasped in pain and her pussy locked down on his cock he froze, waiting for her to get through it. He wanted to rail her hard and fast, was desperate too in fact. But he couldn’t bear the thoug
ht of causing her pain.
He was amazed she would go through this pain when she could have not built her body that way, and she was in pain, no two ways about it. He could see it clearly in her beautiful green eyes. He could also see her determination and lust.
He put his head down and sucked in a nipple, twirling his tongue slowly around it while he lightly sucked. Her skin tasted wonderful, everything about her was a turn on to him. He reached down between their bodies and grazed her clit lightly a few times. He felt her pussy gradually unclench as the pleasure he gave slowly overcame the pain.
He moaned into her breast, she was still extremely tight around him. He slowly worked a little forward and back, tiny strokes, slowly plumbing his way deeper into her unexplored depths.
It took Bill a while, but eventually he could feel his entire length surrounded by her warm wet walls. It felt incredible, and he was not sure how he lasted long enough to get buried within her while playing with these huge tits in concert with the incredible stimulation on his cock.
She said in that sexy voice, “Enhancements, you are in more control over that than is usual. Now fuck me until you cum in me. I need it, I need you.” She begged, “Fill me Bill, please.”
He started slowly but worked his way up in speed. He knew she was the one that needed his orgasm to fuel her, however that shit was supposed to work. But he was still determined to give her pleasure as well. She was the most amazing woman he’d ever been with and he needed her to enjoy it to.
He grunted in pleasure as he felt her squeezing and milking his cock hard on his back swing. He was in heaven at the delicious hot wet friction milking the skin of his long pole. He wasn’t going to last long, more control or not.
He twisted her right nipple and bit the left while plumbing her depths hard. She arched her back, her breasts pushed into his hand and face.
She cried out, “Oh Bill, this is incredible! Don’t stop!”
He wanted to obey her order but he couldn’t hold it much longer, her pussy just felt too damn good. He pumped into her desperately for maybe ten more long full and hard strokes. Then he buried himself as deep as he could hoping he had lasted long enough to extend her orgasm.
He saw her eyes widen as she gasped at his swelling cock, stretching out her tight walls even further. He watched with satisfaction as she was thrown into another orgasm as he pumped his seed deep within her.
He felt the bed start trembling. Wait. No, the whole ship was trembling! The screens and the controls on the bridge powered up as he emptied himself within this goddess. He saw the cave walls on the big screen and wondered for a second how the heck they were going to get out of here.
Then Bill watched as they just rose. He saw the viewer darken as they passed through the earth as if solid stone was no obstacle. The screen came back as they climbed straight up faster than he could follow.
Bill felt a certain joy within him as he looked down at the earth from orbit.
He felt her needy pussy still milking him and she was panting and smiling. Her eyes glowed with happiness, pleasure and a hint of mischief.
She said in a serious voice, but still laced with that sexy tone of hers, “Never ever tell anyone where you are from.”
He asked, confused again, “Why not baby?”
She said in an amazed tone, “Because apparently humans got on line twice when god was handing out sexual power. If other beings found out… Your world would be stripped of humans to power ships. It used to take a crew of eight a day to give me what you just did in the last few minutes. Not to mention the intense pleasure as an added bonus. I’ve never felt that much pleasure in all my eons of life.”
She drew him down for a soft kiss and said, “Not all crews and ships are as nice as me. Although not all run on this form of power either. Not all ships are actually alive. Of course it’s been a few thousand years, I am not sure what will we find out there. That’s more than enough time for everything to have changed. We will need to be careful Bill.”
Well damn, he knew he was good, but that was a hell of a compliment, even if directed at his whole species in general. He felt himself growing again inside her hot silken heat and said, “I really think you need some more energy baby.”
He had no idea if that was true or not, he just knew he needed more of her. There were several other positions he wanted to try out. Not to mention the other two holes on her sexy body. He never thought to ask if she actually still needed energy either.
Or to ask if her smile was at the idea of more energy, more pleasure for her, or both…
Chapter 3
Gwen looks around and sighs. She truly has no hope, not since she was sold aboard this Demonae ship. At least when she was planet bound she could get up early, watch the sunrise over the fields. Or sneak out for a breath of fresh air. No longer, now she was surrounded by vacuum and in the reach of twisted Demonae.
She looked at the window into the coldness of space and shivered. Her reflection was blue. The light blue skin and dark blue hair of the Elvii. Her emphatic ability kicked in and she knew one of her masters was coming this way. She started to scrub the inside of the environmental unit, getting the buildup cleaned off. It was a necessary job. She knew the air would foul if it wasn’t done.
Her Demonae master looked down at her and grunted. “You have 5 more to clean today or you get whipped instead of getting food, understood?”
She knew that was impossible but bowed her head and told him, “Yes master, as you say.”
She saw his cruel smile and felt his lust surge at the idea of whipping her, but managed to hold back the bile in her throat. She knew if she threw up it would only get worse. Not all Demonae were this way she knew, but there were enough. More than enough to ensure her people’s misery.
The Elvii weren’t weaker, but she knew their empathy made them bad warriors. It is hard to hurt someone when she too would feel the pain as well. She wonders if she would die on this ship. Then she felt a tear fall down her cheek when the thought of death had evoked relief.
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Ariella stretched, she loved this new body she built, its capacity for pleasure was, amazing. She looked at this human male beside her. Bill. His planet so primitive in technology, but filled with so much potential. She would care for him, keep him safe. She was aware it would go both ways however. His unpolished exterior truly hid a man of high moral character and determination to do the right thing.
If she hadn’t found that within him she would have simply used the machines on the bed to milk his sexual power, then left him on the surface when she left. But what she found was a being she would be honored to have as part of her crew. She was also just a little bit smitten with him, especially after all the pleasures he gave her last night in addition to the power.
She sighed at the thought that he may need that determination to do the right thing. She had not been able to find one other of her kind, and she had been looking throughout the galaxies of the Angilli Empire all night. She needed to know what happened.
They were on their way during a simple mission to talk sense into the new emperor. The evils of slavery should not be brought back. It had no place in an advanced civilization.
But on the way they were ambushed, she has no idea what had happened in the intervening years. There used to be thousands of ships, most of them protecting the empire, some exploring the universe. But now, two thousand years later, she needed to investigate.
She felt a little guilt looking down on Bill’s sleeping face, as a pre space faring race it truly wasn’t his responsibility. She would keep him safe. If it became terribly dangerous she would offer to take him home. The thought bothered her already, losing this man. For a human it was a ridiculously short time to form an attachment, for her though? She could read his every thought and emotion, every memory he had. For her a day was a lifetime.
She went back through her scans and noticed that there were no ships of the Elvii race either. They had been beautif
ul ships, carrying around a forest within it. She knew that didn’t bode well with what she already knew. That it pointed to war and perhaps the slavery her people had hoped to stop. But she needed to know for sure.
She saw a small scout ship of the Demonae that was relatively alone, far away from any other ships of its kind or Angilli ships. She set an intercept course.
She did not want her presence known, at least not yet. If she was the last of her kind caution would be in order. She would also not ambush them. She would need proof before taking so drastic a step. She decided to keep a safe distance and hail them. It would take some time for them to trace her signal and fire if they became aggressive.
Though in stealth mode her skin wouldn’t be able to absorb their energy, and though only a small part of her was in that dimension if they destroyed it she would die as well. She needed to be cautious. She hailed the ship.
“This is the Demonae ship revenge, please state your business and reveal yourself.”
Ariella said, “I was hoping I could get news of this sector, it has been a while since I have been here.”
She watched as his face grew suspicious, “News? We are tracing your signal, if you do not reveal yourself you will be fired upon.”
She didn’t think that would work, Demonae are not necessarily evil, but they are warlike and their mind control powers make them arrogant. Of course, she was immune to such tactics. However she decided to take a chance. Hoping she was being paranoid but knowing she wasn’t she went ahead and decloaked, bringing her body fully into phase in this universe.
She saw his mouth drop open when his scans returned what she was, then the disbelief and fear. His scout vessel stood no chance and he knew it.
He said, “How is this possible, you were all destroyed in the great war! You too will meet your end.”
She sighed and disabled his engines with a minimal plasma shot, melting them into slag. She knew they wouldn’t have enough energy for weapons anymore, just emergency reserves for life support. She sent out disrupting energy pulses to stop them from calling for help.