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 TITLE: Space Adventure
AUTHOR: Big Al
KEYWORDS: MF cons ScFi piv size 1st F1st
SUMMARY: A well-hung man meets a sexy bounty hunter!

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   Tommy sat in the dark cell, head in his hands.  He had no idea how many
days he'd been captured by the slavers, but his hours were monotonous,
broken up only by meals delivered through the door slot.  He'd thought up
and discarded multiple escape plans, but they all involved getting through
the door, which seemed insurmountable.

   He heard a ruckus outside, and wondered if maybe the alien slavers had
gotten into a brawl over card gambling again.  His brow furrowed; no, that
was laser fire.  A lot of it.  Had a platoon of marines stormed the
compound?  His hopes rose; this could be his escape!

   There was a wet crunch as one of the ugly one-eyed alien slavers fell
into a dead heap outside of Tommy's cell, and then with a hiss of
hydraulics, his cell door whooshed open.  A small silhouette appeared in
the door frame.

   Tommy gawked.  His rescuer was a beautiful young woman.  She looked to
be 18, and had small luscious little tits.  She was clad in form-fitting
brown versileather armor, with black flexileather gloves and black
duraplated thigh high boots.  Knives, grenades, and pistols were strapped
all over her, and a long laser rifle that was two-thirds her height was
strapped on her back.  She held a cocked high-powered ray gun in her hand,
glaring at him with gorgeous blue eyes beneath black bangs; most of her
hair was in a long black ponytail.

   "Who the hell are you?" she bit out.

   "Tommy," he managed to find the words.  "Thanks for rescuing me, who--"

   "I'll tell you who you are," she ground out, "you're NOT the Princess
Kalleritsina of Milguush.  Gods below, I hate bad intel." She turned around
and stalked off.

   He was momentarily hypnotized by the tight versileather clinging to her
tight sashaying ass, but yelled after her, stepping out of his cell, "Hey
wait!  I'm coming with you!"

   "The hell you are," she said without turning around as she stepped over
alien corpses.  "I don't need dead weight."

   "I'm NOT dead weight," he protested.  "I was in the marines before I
retired."

   She snorted as he bent down to scoop up one of the dead slavers' laser
rifle, energy knife, and ray pistol.  "I eat marines for breakfast."

   "Look," he said.  "I'm a merchant trader, but the slavers stripped my
ship for parts.  I need your ship to get off this planet, and I have trade
stock I can give you as a fee for doing so."

   "Fine," she said, still marching on.  "But if you fall behind, I'm not
waiting." More alien slavers charged around a corner, and just as Tommy
raised his newly acquired laser pistol, the girl shocked him.  She popped
up a flurry of deadly accurate shots that imploded each of the five
attackers' heads.  Not a single shot missed, and she did it all in the
split-second that it took Tommy to even raise his gun, without breaking
stride.

   "What the hell?  Who ARE you?" he asked, astonished.

   "I'm Laurid Vega, professional bounty hunter, and the best shot in the
galaxy," she said.  There was no boasting in her tone, she said it very
matter-of-factly, and from her previous display of talent, he could believe
it.

   They made it to her spaceship with no further incident, and Tommy
breathed a huge sigh of relief to be away from his captors.  "I've only got
one bunk," Laurid said curtly as she sat down in the pilot's chair and
engaged the warpdrive.  "So you'll have to sleep in one of the galley
chairs."

   "I can keep watch in the pilot's seat," he offered.

   "No damn way," she denied him.  "That chair is mine, and mine alone. 
Hope you don't mind metal galley seats, cuz I'm not stopping anywhere till
I find the Princess of Milguush."

   Tommy could hardly feel disappointed that he'd get to spend time in this
stunning young woman's company.  She was amazingly talented and hot as all
fuck.  He'd had a boner in his pants the whole time since she'd appeared in
his cell.  For now he stood behind the pilot's chair as she called up a 3-D
hologram of a star map, swiping through various sectors, muttering
imprecations against unreliable sources of information.

   "The Hardashaleen slavers were my best lead," she complained.  "I
tracked them down for a week to find their home base, and those incompetent
savages had only managed to capture a washed-out trader."

   "I'm not--"

   Laurid kept going on, ignoring any attempt at reply or objection he
made, an endless stream of profanity as she checked various info-feeds and
wiretaps she had across the galaxy.  "Alright," she finally said.  "Headed
for the Delta Green system."

   "Isn't that," he hesitated, "where the Interstellar Pirate Brigade has
their home base?"

   "Sure is," she said cheerfully, "and even three battalions of space
marines couldn't clear them out." Tommy refused to rise to the bait.

   "But you'll have no problem wiping them all out by yourself," he said,
deadpan, disbelieving despite her display of unmatched prowess against the
slavers.

   "That's right," she said, not a trace of irony in her tone.  "Get some
shut-eye, dead weight.  Got a few hours before we arrive at Delta Green. 
Don't come crying to me if you have nightmares about big scary pirates."

   Tommy gaped at her.  He still hadn't lost his boner, but he finally
closed his mouth and left the piloting station to go sit in the galley.  He
rustled up a tasteless protein bar and washed it down with a flask of ale
in her cooling unit before settling back into his chair to grab a nap.  It
wasn't comfortable at all, but he'd gotten used to sleeping anywhere at any
time during his military time.

   But first...  he unzipped his fly and fished out his still-erect 13-inch
cock.  It was raging angry red - he seriously need to get off.  This
beautiful trash-talking young bounty hunter had gotten him so damn horny!
He began stroking his huge meat, groaning quietly, while his eyes roved the
galley, seeing if he could find some sort of dispensary napkins.

   "You better not have drunk all my ale, or I--" Tommy jerked in surprise
as Laurid sashayed into the galley.  She stopped dead, eyes widening as she
beheld his enormous cock, which lurched and flung strands of precum
everywhere.  He didn't know what to say, but after a moment of shocked
silence, the girl said, "Well, you may be worthless in a fight, but I bet
you're a champ in the sack, eh, dead weight?  How 'bout you earn your bunk
and let me ride that elephant shlong?"

   He grinned.  "Think you can handle it, woman?"

   She stripped quickly, baring her luscious nude young form to him, and
unbuttoned his shirt, running her lithe hand along his hairy muscular
chest. "The real question," she said sultrily, "is if you can handle ME!"
Before he could retort, she clambered atop his lap and threw herself down
on his gigantic cock.

   Her head arched back, loud rapture shrieking from her throat as her
slick hot pussy split open like a ripe fruit around his massive slab of
cockmeat.  Tommy shouted in triumphant delight as he felt her tight hot
juicy cunt engulf him in soft wet paradise.  He grabbed her hips and pulled
her down further on himself, even as she bucked herself down.

   Her eyelids fluttered with delight, her pink nips taut and puffy as she
gushed juices all over him, until she was sitting on top of his obese
balls. "Oh gods below," she grunted in ecstasy, feeling his fat nuts churn
with cum against her perfect ass.  Then she began grinding and bouncing
frantically, getting herself off in a frenzied ride atop her new stallion.

   Tommy bellowed in pleasure, bucking his hips up into her downward
strokes with loud squelchy smacks of flesh on flesh.  His tremendous cock
hilted inside her tight virgin pussy again and again, until he could hold
off no longer, and geysered blast after blast of hot gooey jizz inside her.

   Laurid, dangling on the precipice of orgasm, went shooting over the edge
into terrific climax as she felt his fat cock bulging even fatter and
lurching as he pumped her full of wad after wad after wad.  His spunk-load
was as massive as his cock, and he filled her up to bursting, till it ran
out of her pussy around his fat long shlong, along with her virginal
juices...

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   NOTE: All characters are 18+