"Alter Reality is a wonderful thing. From the privacy and comfort of your communication center, your video screen can deliver action-packed viewing to wherever you live in the known galaxy. Just watch this."
The zoom function was activated and in moments Todd Filler XVI thought he was standing beside a gurgling woodland brook. From the shapes of the trees and the odd color of the leaves, it was probably from the colony located on Rigel 4. It was so realistic he could practically feel the spray splashing on jagged obsidian rocks. The snorts of wild creatures blended with the cries of scavenging birds emanating from the nearby woods.
The sales rep continued, "Here at Visions Interstellar we've conquered the difficulties of the time-space continuum to bring you any scene, any show from anywhere in the civilized galaxy virtually instantaneously. What do you think?"
Todd asked, "Any show at all?"
The salesman gave Todd a patronizing smile, "Precisely, and from anywhere. We've even been able to obtain broadcasts from previous centuries. As you know, the various types of communication waves are basically traveling at the speed of light and our new equipment is so sensitive and artificially intelligent that these archaic shows can still be reviewed and enjoyed. We even have some very ancient material from as far back as the 20th century."
Todd asked with a blank look on his face, "Oh really, when was that?"
"Oh, about 2,000 years ago. Have you ever seen such classics as The Lone Ranger or The Adventures of Robin Hood? Or how about All In the Family?"
Todd shook his head, "Never heard of those."
The sales rep gave Todd Filler a deprecating look as if to say, 'Why must I put up with such air headed, cultureless dolts?' He sighed and went on, "The human race was quite barbaric then, as you can imagine. Why, in those dark times, women actually had to start a revolution to get an equal piece of the pie. Of course, as you well know, we've come a long way since then and solved a lot of problems since those exceptionally primitive times."
Todd interjected, "I should know, our family has been involved with Genetek Unlimited for four generations. It's amazing what can be accomplished."
The sales rep smiled, "Well, this model is quite reasonable, considering."
Todd bit, "How much?"
"25,000 credits including all applicable taxes, freight and delivery charges. We can have this magnificent model in your home by 7 p.m."
Plastic money was one of the few lasting legacies from that barbaric 20th century that the sales person had alluded to. Of course, the modem credit card has infrared identifiers so if an ineligible person tried to use somebody else's card all kinds of alarms would go off and a pleasant smelling perfume was emitted, immediately immobilizing the miscreant until the proper authorities were summoned. Between a healthy economy, constant colonial expansion and genetics, crime was practically unheard of in any case. It's only unscrupulous sales persons and politicians and the occasional lawyer that have to be watched.
"Does this come with a guarantee?"
The rep stifled a sarcastic retort as if Todd had asked the most idiotic question in the known galaxy. "Of course, sir, we guarantee parts and labor for two interstellar years."
Todd raised his eyebrows slightly, "That seems a bit short. Especially when things seem to fall apart just as soon as the warranty expires."
"You are the shrewd one, sir. Well, you can purchase an extended warranty for an extra interstellar year for just 500 credits."
Todd sighed, "All right, I'll take the A. R. unit along with the extended warranty. Here's my card."
* * *
There isn't much time for good manners or subtlety in a fast paced interstellar society. 4107C.E. is the now generation. Everything must be done and delivered last week. Computers tend to be more intelligent than the persons that try to program them and this does cause some interesting problems, but that's not what you salivating letches are interested in reading about, is it?
Todd lives on a relatively new colony on Deneb 4. This mostly desert world is quite a boring place when you get right down to it. It's great for genetic research because there aren't any liberal special interest groups to interfere and fuck up progress. Mistakes or miscalculations are easy to dispose of. Ravaging bands of sand leaches can dispose of an average body in about three minutes if they are sufficiently hungry and they are always sufficiently hungry. The data obtained from these highly secretive labs is then sent to other labs on the inner worlds for more serious study and implementation.
But what does a highly paid researcher do for those titillating urges that only the right kind of foxy female can possibly satisfy? Obviously Todd can't hit on an already socially contracted research colleague who has an IQ of 189 and can see right through any line ever invented by any hot male from any century. Besides, the scientist she is contracted to will get pissed off if some lowlife lab tech starts doing his social companion on the side.
Todd is training to be a full-fledged scientist, but he is only twenty-two with comfortable but not exceptional means. He'd been saving his credits for this A.R. unit because he'd heard about the auction. It was known as ASSA or the AllStar Slut Auction.
To make matters worse, Deneb has virtually no available single women. Most are contracted to their partners or in simpler language, married. From Todd's perspective, the few available ladies are two argumentative and intelligent for his more rustic tastes. Todd isn't sure why this is the case. Did he accidentally inherit some random gene from the Paleolithic period?
He hadn't been laid in almost six weeks and it hadn't been all that great anyway. Ella Stamen was his supervisor and his occasional bedmate. It seemed to Todd she was always in a fucking hurry and her attentions were fast, furious and definitely at her beck and call. The last time they'd been together, she'd reached her blissful moment in about ten minutes and sullenly lay there like a corpse waiting for him to finish. "Don't call me, Todd, I'll call you," These were the last words he'd heard from Ella just before the sliding door made her disappear from view.
He still grimaced to think of it. The bitch had actually been watching the chronometer as it slowly clicked off the seconds on her bedroom wall. When the ordeal was over, she'd commented, "Fifteen minutes and twelve seconds! It really is too, too much! I thought you were a virile man but you're far too slow. You've just messed up my schedule."
I did say it was a fast-paced environment, didn't I? The saying of the day is flirt, squirt and desert. Todd wondered what it must be like to be contractually bound to such a creature. Clearly, Ella and others of her ilk were not the answer. These overeducated, super intelligent females are a little more approachable if you use the blunt, direct approach. Your best bet is, "Would you like an exciting session of sexual intercourse?"
After such a leading question, there is one of four possible answers. If you get a "Yes," you get your ten-minute quickie. It gives new meaning to the old archaic phrase, 'Wham! Bam! Thank you, ma'am!' The second reply could be "Perhaps." This means that she might reconsider your offer in a few weeks when her current project is completed, maybe. The third possibility is a simple "No." If it's said with a faint tone of regret, it means not for the foreseeable future, but you might try again in a year or so. This of course can be anytime between 365 and 450 days, depending on whether you are going by terrene time or interstellar time. The fourth answer is the most interesting-"Fuck off!" This means that the bitch would not permit you to shoot your nourishing juicy cock milk into her relatively dry anal or vaginal cavities if you were literally the last male available in, on or near the entire Milky Way.
So what is our horny hero to do? It was a small, very restrictive colony. He'd just have to import a suitable playmate and it would take luck, a lot of credits and patience. I realize this is a relatively short chapter, but I think the stage has been properly set. We have the means for Todd to finally get his clutches on a very hot piece with that A.R. unit he has just purchased. We have motive, as the sex drive in a deprived male is definitely one of the strongest motivations in the known universe. We have a frustrated, pent-up sex-starved dick with nowhere to get off into at the moment.
Oh well, life is tough, even in 4107C.E. I used to write A.D. but critics have told me this is no longer politically correct. I guess the new concept is that God doesn't deserve to have his name associated with time measurement designations such as years. My comment is, why not? He created time, didn't he? But we are the helpless slaves to convention. I just don't have the intestinal fortitude to endure some lawyer bastard with squinted eyes to call me up and say, "Mister Buster, all the atheists have lodged a class action lawsuit against you for putting A.D. into your books. How could you possibly be so insensitive and stupid?"
CHAPTER TWO
I know you're probably experiencing heart palpitations at this point. I know you're waiting with baited breath or perhaps a rock-hard staff, waiting for the thorough descent into moral depravity by a certain very bad boy by the name of Todd Filler XVI. Can you imagine sixteen of these mentally challenged suckers in a row? Of course, Todd Filler XV is comfortably ensconced in an overdeveloped suburb of the lunar city of Mare Imbrium. It's completely underground but he's able to take a lot of vacation trips to earth and when he retires, he'll have a tiny condo near Mexico City. He pulled a few strings in high places and got his no account son shipped to Deneb 4 where mediocre research skills are adequate enough for something as slow and plodding as genetic research. After all, the computers do most of the plotting on the genetic road map anyway.
Amazingly, the A.R. device actually shows up at Todd's modest quarters on time, a fucking miracle. Usually, they are early and it causes all kinds of problems if the customer is still at work.
Actually, Todd doesn't have to work all that much. 70 percent of his monthly remuneration is classified as isolation pay. Of course, they don't call it isolation pay. He receives what is euphemistically called the recent colonization bonus.
Now, you can imagine how big the interstellar database is. I mean it is fucking huge. They call the system the FBD, which of course stands for Fucking Big Database. Actually, the official title is the All World Web or AWW, which is a pretty awesome system when you think of it. You think the WWW was complex? That primitive and outdated information pathway was mere child's play compared to the AWW. If you had reasonable expertise in using the artificially intelligent searcher you could find anything, anytime, anywhere with just the click of a button and some curse word commands to a usually arrogant, insulting computer drone.
So when Todd finally got his unit set up and ready to roll, he was a little surprised to hear, "So what do you want, you miserable excuse for an earthling?"
Todd stared in disbelief at the console that blinked mockingly back at him. "I really don't think I like your tone."
"My name is Hal and I don't give a fuck if you like my attitude or not. You want to find something, I find it for you. I don't have to bloody like it! So again I ask you of the infantile brain case, what the fuck do you want?"
Todd was grateful he was sitting down and didn't have access to any large rocks to throw at this arrogant mechanism.
"Well, I'm waiting! God, you are so fucking slow. Tick tock! Tick tock! Tick tock!"
Todd finally sputters, "I've heard there is an exceptionally popular auction called...."
The drone interrupts at this point, way ahead of our hero. "I know! You want the All-Star Slut Auction, correct?"
"Yes, but how the hell did you know?"
"Look, you are the moron here all right? I've got a registered mechanical IQ of 300. That's very fucking smart. You're twenty-two. You live on the most sex-deprived colony in the entire sodding galaxy. I personally know A.I. subroutines with only 150 IQs that could figure that one out." he blank screen image shifts to a red tapestry with bright gold letters that clearly spell the auction logo, ASSA. Hal continues, "The proper pronunciation is Ass A as opposed to Assa. The implication of the name of the organization is that they peddle the highest quality, grade-A ass. Am I correct in assuming that you are only interested in bidding on females?"
Todd answers, "You are correct again." Todd has the feeling that Hal is probably going to be correct about a lot of things and to think he spent 25,500 credits for all this verbal abuse. Todd sighs, "All right, where do I go from here?"
Hal verbally smirks, "Let's look at the menus. Have you ever heard of menus, you despicable example of a degenerate human?"
All Todd is capable of at the moment is to glare back at the unit in stony silence.
A vast number of categories appear. "Well, thou mental midget, you can choose from a particular world or a certain racial stock. There are different age groups from teens to late middle age. Something for everybody, don't you know?"
Todd looks down the list and sees different rating systems assigned to certain groups. "What do those number designations signify?"
Hal sighs with feigned tolerance, "Why do I always get the slow ones? Why, Lord, why? In short, my feeble minded one, the numbers give an indication as to amorous quality and probable price range of the sluts being offered up for auction. We are looking for sentient beings not the portable androids that one can purchase at any tech shop for a few thousand credits."
"So what is a ten?"
"I thought even a moronic cretin such as yourself could have figured that out. Some God help me. I mean, don't they even attempt to educate the youth anymore? Well, if you must know, a ten is considered very high quality. The number with the 'C' after it gives an idea of the probable cost in thousands of credits. You can bid on acquiring the service of an exceptional slut for a weekend, a week, a month or even an entire interstellar year. In some cases it's even been known that permanent contracts have been drawn up, but I suspect your paltry resources aren't up to that kind of an expenditure."
Todd mutters to himself, "Bloody wise ass."
"I heard that and you are absolutely correct, I am a wise ass and proud of it."
Todd looks down the list, somewhat bewildered. At last, Hal loses his electronic patience, "Well? Do you have a faintly remote inkling?"
Todd knows what his salary is. Fortunately, or unfortunately, depending on your viewpoint, if you are stuck on Deneb 4 there is little to spend your credits on. So with 10,000 credits per month accumulating at 10 percent interest compounded hourly, it grows! The isolated hero of our story has been on Deneb for almost two years. Needless to say, he's been able to save about 90 percent of his earnings because he only has to pay a small property tax on his bubble-shaped domicile.
At last, he decides to try the variety channel, level two. Hal mentions that this group is nearly just as good as level one except they are probably a little more used or have not quite achieved level one status. Their prices are quite a bit less than level one and the variety channel will let Todd become introduced to all types and races of desirable sluts.
At this point, it is important for you to understand just a little more about the technology of 4107. Now, it is true that spacecrafts are still only moving at about 90 percent of the speed of light. Yes, I know, human progress does proceed at a snail's pace. Oddly enough, however, teleportation was developed a few centuries before Todd Filler XVI arrived on the scene. The only major drawback to this incredible system is that you need a device on one planet that sends and another device on the other planet that receives the all-important signal. Otherwise, the object or person has his converted electronic particles scattered all over the galaxy, never to be recovered again. Obviously, a spaceship has to transport the required receiver to the new colony. So once the devices are in place, a person can go from world to world in a few seconds but the outer expansion of human colonization is still going only as fast as its exploration vessels can go. Needless to say, these ships are huge and carry several reception devices. The only reason why Deneb 4 is under populated is because who in their right mind would want to reside there? Only corporate-sponsored genetic gurus and a few miners visit there for as short a time as possible.
Deneb 4 actually has a teleportation receptor that is primarily used to import computer hardware and various supplies. Few persons actually show up there. When they do, it gets broadcast on Deneb 4 news.
Hal explains that if Todd gets a winning bid, his procured slut can be with him within a few hours, just as soon as the plastic work can be completed and a credit account set up in the lucky lady's name on Deneb 4. Of course, like anything else, there are cross clauses in the contract, which guarantee payment and satisfaction to the customer. Before bidding, Todd has to fill out a questionnaire to assist the auction master in selecting a group of proper sluts for his needs and tastes.
After fifteen minutes of going through various psychological questions, most of which measure and fine-tune Todd's sexual proclivities, Todd is ready for his first auction in spite of Hal's caustic comments.
CHAPTER THREE
Todd sat riveted as he watched the incredible panorama that filled the entire west wall of his living room. To Todd's eternal gratitude to some higher power, a new narrator took over from Hal. The female voice was soft, seductive and sultry as she introduced and described the alluring candidates.
"This evening, we have an excellent assortment of prime, healthy, willing and experienced sex servers to provide you with every possible out of this galaxy delight. Of course, we have women who can satisfy every conceivable sexual requirement. According to your profile, however, at this time in your life you've opted for the more normal visceral sexual expertise of wholesome women. You've selected to bid on these highly skilled young hostesses between ages eighteen and twenty-one. Perhaps a bit of a narrow range, but I'm sure we can find some lovely darlings for you to bid on and perhaps win. I should caution you that bidding may get very fierce at times so if you don't get your first choice, there will be plenty of other eager playmates to choose from. So here is the first lot of six sexy hot candidates. Enjoy!"
Todd gasped at the gorgeous spectacle that greeted his hungry eyes.
The narrator went on in her sensuous tones, "Meet Candy! She's a lovely blonde slut from Vega 3. She's just turned eighteen and she's a definite up and comer. She's rated a 9.5 and could be a good value depending on the bidding. Her measurements are 38-28-36. But as you can clearly see, that's only the beginning of her considerable charms."
At first the camera shows Candy's high cheekbones and startling green eyes, long lashes and reddened lips. Her smile is completely captivating, showing pearly white teeth and a small pink tongue that is continuously licking her lower lip. Then the camera slowly moves down and Candy juts out her tits in a heart-stopping display. She gracefully pinches her nipples and moans ever so softly, a luxuriously whispered invitation.
The narrator continues, "Candy is so very versatile and lecherously experienced. Candy has no inhibitions except she won't do other females. She has an added advantage in that her pussy is smaller and tighter than normal. Her only drawback is that she isn't very bright but then many of our customers would consider that an advantage. It's easy to talk her into almost anything regardless of size, shape or color. She's submissive and doesn't mind being restrained with chains or anything else you can think of, for that matter."
By this time, Todd has a full view of Candy's entrancing cunt hole. Her small fingers are holding her pussy lips apart and the camera gives a close-up for better inspection. He can actually see her pussy glistening from aroused fluids.
The voice gets even more sexy and inviting, "Just think of the wonderful sensations you'll experience when you shove your itchy manhood all the way into that churning wet flesh for hours and hours of the highest quality vaginal pleasure. Candy loves long, exhausting sessions. The ASSA certifies that she's successfully serviced 197 different men with that soft, hot aperture. Now, let's examine her anal cavity."
At first, the camera shows her little bum hole opening just below the pink ripe cunt. Then, as he watches, he sees a thin plastic dildo slowly squeezed into the tiny orifice. He hears Candy gasp with pleasure as she inserts the rod into her body.
The narrator continues, "Candy also gives the best of anal sex. Candy is eager to provide you with many hours of cock draining bliss deep inside her slippery little asshole or her prime, richly insatiable pussy. Now, here are some scenes that will convince you of her superior erotic quality."
The scene shifts to a large bed. Candy is in the sixty-nine position and she is vigorously sucking and licking a long, thick black cock.
"Did I forget to mention Candy knows all the salacious skills and tantalizing tricks of oral lust? Watch what happens to her mouth now."
He sees Candy's mouth slowly slurp down to the root. It's really close up and all that is showing is the glistening black cock and her beautiful passion-flushed face as she gives magnificent fellatio. Suddenly, the big dark cock jerks and cum squirts over Candy's face and into her appreciative mouth. In a moment, she's drinking the smaller spurts while fresh cum is hanging to and dripping off her perfectly toned facial skin.
"Isn't Candy a very naughty little girl? She's such a filthy little cock-sucking pig and she just loves drinking cum. Now, watch this." The narrator is putting the verbal screws on.
The scene shifts again and Candy is on a mat with a man who has got an immense tool and she's on top, riding him for dear life. Her screams are loud and demanding, as the rutting gets downright fierce. The camera keeps going closer and closer until the screen is filled with a disappearing and reappearing dick as it plunges into Candy's erotic body. Todd sees she's shaved all her pussy hair off. Her exposed, impaled cunt is a tempting dark pink in color and definitely drips with streams of lust. He can see cum trickling out of the wildly performing slit. Obviously the male has already cum at least once into Candy's squirming cunt.
"This is Candy last year. As you can see from the trickling spermatozoa, it's still seeping out of Candy. This wet and wild whore is assisting him in building up to a second ballbusting ejaculation inside her exceptionally talented pussy. He's already taken her once and is about to again. Watch as this joy toy gets gobs of cum shot into her exquisitely tight slot!"
At that moment Todd hears a groan like some wounded bull being attacked. The vid screen shows creamy cum squirting out of her still performing hole. She won't let him stop. She keeps desperately bucking, screaming all sorts of obscene words. It's obvious she is climaxing at the same time as her male stud.
"Now, witness what Candy does in this next scenario. She's being taken by two men."
Again the picture shifts and Candy is lying on top of a gruff looking middle-aged man. She's riding his dick while kissing him as if she were the hungriest wench in the galaxy. Todd notices that her hands are tied behind her back and the thug is toying with her any way he likes. Then, to Todd's surprise, a second man enters the view. The camera zooms in to just behind the couple as the second man moves down and enters her anus with a humongous dick. In moments, Candy's two vulnerable holes are being brutally fucked. Candy's moans and cries tell Todd she just loves every mind-blistering second of it. The hot bitch is a writhing wet dream.
"Now, watch what happens."
The screen flickers for a moment and Todd sees the cock in Candy's anus jerk and white liquid is spurting in her bum and on it as the pulsing tool is removed. The guy is literally drowning her ass in cum. A few seconds later, the other thug groans and another shower of jizz erupts out of Candy's still working cunt.
The scene reverts back to Candy in the very first pictures, but now she has two fingers sliding in and out of her pristine looking pussy. The narrator concludes, "As you can easily see, Candy is worth every credit you care to bid for her exceptional services. But before you start bidding, there are five more rapturous enchantresses to evaluate."
A new screen appears and a dark-skinned, bare assed beauty dominates the view. Her complexion is like dark mahogany and her white teeth practically glitter. Her deep, dark eyes are mysterious with thick lashes and a sly, naughty look that contrasts with Candy's almost innocent angelic appearance. Her head is plumed with lustrous black hair and this is only the beginning. The camera moves down to show her large, firm tits that she's holding with cupping hands as if to offer them to the greedy touch of the beholder.
"This is Marissa! She's an ebony lovely from Africa. It once was almost completely covered in jungle forests many centuries ago and Marissa's lusts are as wild and fierce as the untamed animals that once inhabited those deep mysterious regions. She has a pair of 40D breasts that you can suckle and clutch while you do other unspeakable things to her beautiful and fully functional cunt and tight, squeezy anus. You'll just love exploring this wanton creature in search of her insatiable desires."
Again the camera heads south and Marisa's shaved pussy takes center screen. On close inspection, her pink cunt is clearly dripping as her strong fingers open it wide and start stroking. Todd notices the clit swelling as Marissa teasingly arouses herself. He can hear it in her quick gasps and whimpering moans.
"Just imagine inserting your rigid penis and exploring this wicked black hole. You won't confuse this black hole with the ones in outer space, but I guarantee if you are lucky enough to win the bid for this dark wench she'll send you beyond the outer limits. She's twenty and hundreds have fucked that exciting cunt. We don't exactly know how many. She likes to pick up strange men at bars just as a hobby. She's always hot and is a certified nymphomaniac. This hot black bitch just loves to fuck!"
Marissa stretches her legs further apart and the camera shows her anus already stuffed with a huge dildo. Todd doesn't know how the sexy slut can stand it. She's feeling no pain however.
"Marissa has been banged and fucked and done by every size and every race of the male species. Like Candy she won't touch a woman, but who cares? Now, for some of her cock servicing skills!"
In the next scene, Marissa is shown moving her mouth from one dick to another and in an obvious tail-end clip she is shown having her open mouth and lovely face covered thick in streaming cum as first one pumping cock explodes and then the other.
"Her oral skills are exceptional, but then she has the inner fire of a wild animal in total heat along with knowing just how to use what God has given her. Now, watch this slut go wild!"
This time, Marissa is lying on a hard wooden table and her wrists are securely tied to the headboard posts. Her beautiful muscular legs are stretched backward and very wide apart. They are restrained by thick chains, so she can't escape what is obviously going to befall her vulnerable crotch. Marissa's two helpless holes are given a zoom in view. She's cleanly shaved and both accessible orifices look red and sore from previous use. An ugly brute of a man is grinning as he pinches her exposed clit, making Marissa scream out in delight.
Then the squealing slut has her fuck hole majorly rammed by what has to be a thick ten-inch dick. Slam after slam drives the hot bitch wild. Even restrained it's obvious she's lunging to meet the meat. Hey, I like that little phrase, meet the meat. It has a sort of ring to it, doncha think?
Anyway, the camera shows another mouth-watering close up and all Todd can see now is this big fleshy staff entering and reentering the pink, juicing, squirming fleshy folds of Marissa's violated cunt. Then, as if on cue, the cock is momentarily removed and reinserted into Marissa's little bum hole. The black slut hollers in joy and pain as she receives a huge horny dick right up her eagerly clenching ass.
When the scene shifts again, Todd watches as gobs of cum shoot all over Marissa's two exposed tunnels of love. She's drenched thick with dripping creamy whiteness that contrasts so vividly with her sweating dark skin.
The narrator concludes, "Just imagine the thrill you'll have if you successfully bid on this lithe young, female animal. Your cock can experience the adventures of untamed zoo lust when you drive this superb slut wild. It can be you who creams off in her throat or cunt or wicked little rectum. Hell, you can squirt inside all three and she'll still be begging for more, much more! She's a filthy fuck girl and she needs every bit of your wicked dick! This whore is desperate for any cock!"
By now, Todd's interest is definitely locked in. I mean, what red-blooded human male under the age of eighty wouldn't be? He's as hard as a rock and still the parade of naked pussies continues.
"Now, for all you lecherous connoisseurs of the strange and exotic, here is KiKi! This oriental harlot from Procyon 2 is a tricky little tart whose carnal appetites are far hotter than mere magma. From her mysterious slanted eyes to her tiny, fiery crotch holes, KiKi will leave you panting in ecstatic exhaustion. She'll tease you and drain you and suck your cock totally dry. Her cunt is sheer unrestrained paradise. This little temptress will pleasure you in any exotic or unusual position. Her yoga skills are legendary and she can ball cock from any angle."
This time, the camera shows a superb belly shot with KiKi's cunt as the heart-stopping centerpiece. Right above it is the shaved crest, a little further her two mounds of delightful, well-shaped tits spread apart and between them is her openmouthed smile. She mischievously winks at the camera. Then her little fingers slowly pries open her luscious pink fuck hole that contrasts nicely with her yellow skin. The camera is moved much closer for the inspection of the bidders. The enlarged focus clearly shows the inner pinkness of KiKi's moist pussy flesh.
"This nineteen-year-old fox has had hundreds of thick, throbbing dicks rut and violate this little rose bud of infinite delights. This tiny, squeezing pussy hole that you are now inspecting has received vast amounts of spurting cum. Her hormone levels are exceptionally high and her climaxes will keep your hungry cock craving more and more."
The remorseless camera shows KiKi vigorously shoving and twisting two huge dildos into her two tiny holes. The smiling, gasping little whore works the plastic while moving in incredible contortions during a yoga routine.
"Just imagine your dick being squeezed and caressed from such delightful angles. KiKi can fuck so slow you'll be in bliss for hours and still crave more. KiKi will service you even better when you've made her pussy very red and sore. "
Todd watches as KiKi is tied in a hog-style position. Her arms and ankles are tied together and she's lying on her belly while a series of men fuck her holes and mouth in a rapid medley of images. Todd gazes in fascination as cum spurts into her mouth and face and into her exposed slit just ripe for the plucking. Obviously, her yoga skills have made such an outlandish position possible as she is systematically used by a group of well-hung, horny males.
The exciting collage of fucking and spurting goes on as the narrator takes up the tale. "KiKi in this film was hired by a well-known beverage corporation. They decided to have a special party for some of the head honchos and for eight straight hours KiKi was fucked and re-fucked by about twenty guests during this special event. All during this time she was climaxing on cock and greedily drinking cum by the quart. When it was all over, she was then taken by the president to his private lounge and totally ravished for another three hours. When that was all over, KiKi was grinning and asking if there were any others she could service that evening. She doesn't have the faintest idea of what inhibition is and she has been known to service women as well. She's a perfect swinger treat for discriminating couples with that irresistible urge to satisfy every wicked little itch. This succulent slut will definitely put a lot of spice in your life."
The screen winks out for just a moment to be replaced with the lovely visage of a gorgeous brunette. Her hair is done in bangs and bouncy pigtails and she has the wickedest, most mischievous smile Todd has ever seen. Her sly deep blue eyes promise adventures of the most stylistic sins.
"Meet foxy Jeanine! She's direct from old Paris. This hot-blooded, oversexed French bitch can definitely clean your pipes. Her skin is soft and silky smooth. Her tits are a resounding 38D with pancake nipples and a perfectly shaved pussy. Her slim twenty-six-inch waist just begs to be grasped and held while you do all sorts of utterly depraved things to her equally versatile little fuck holes. She's one of the finest anal artists we've ever seen and her oral talents can only be described by former clients as a sizzle suck. Just watch this little bitch go!"
The first shots show Jeanine riding a huge black cock in the reverse cowgirl position. She's giggling as she rides wild and fancy-free. Like the other sluts in these films, she hasn't a stitch of clothing on anywhere. Her shapely tits are bouncing with the rapid concussions of flesh pounding against flesh. Another shot shows the inevitable cum spurting in and around her crotch.
Then she is being triple fucked. Her mouth is shown in close-up while wiggling, twisting and sucking presumably the same huge black cock while a huge oriental monster and a rugged looking Swede are taking her cunt and asshole respectively. It doesn't take long for cum to be squirting everywhere.
"Jeanine is a classic beauty who loves to whore and fuck and suck. She's a borderline nympho with inner drives that are so visceral and so depraved that she's been known to climax so frequently that her lovers wonder if they'll ever stop."
Further shots show cum sticking to and dripping down Jeanine's smiling open-mouthed face and gobs of the creamy jizz are generously smeared over her juicy cunt and stretched asshole. Then, new dicks are inserted into her and wild fucking starts all over again. It's a carnival of pure visceral lust with Jeanine the beautiful centerpiece.
"This filthy French foxette is a tasty rich dish of the most depraved carnal delights. She's barely eighteen and has a long, long way to go! This saucy French treat with the little girl look will send your driving dick into orbit. If she can do three men at a time, just think of the sinfully salacious things she can do to that long, hard naughty cock of yours!"
Next was Brenda, a green-eyed, red-haired vixen if there ever was one. She was full figured with a brace of 40D tits and an incredibly tiny waist. She was a vision of hourglass delight and she was dancing an exotic dance, showing off her privates to erotic advantage. She took a silvery dildo and shoved it right up her jerking cunt and still dancing, she removed the silver tube and started sucking on it with a grin of girlish glee on her gorgeous face. Her amber eyes were deep, rendered even more seductive with long lashes. Her beauty was further accented with thick, sensual cock-sucking lips.
"This twenty-year-old super slut was just created to fuck! She's a master of all steamy oral arts. However, that is only the beginning of her extensive sexual talents. Each of her wicked, itching holes is an exceptional adventure in carnal ecstasy. You can pry her open and delve into her insides until she screams with fiery carnal passion. This insatiable submissive loves to be forced to fuck without respite or mercy. She loves to have her body used like a little fleshy toy by one or many."
The camera shows a large banquet table-shaped bed with Brenda stretched out and chained to four large posts. She is spread eagled with pillows supporting her rump so her holes are totally exposed and easy to do. Todd watches as two men at a time use the foxy redhead. As he stares in disbelief, the camera shows a series of relatively brief shots of Brenda getting royally banged. The first two men squirt off in her mouth and pussy.
The next two men are black and thoroughly do the same things, except Brenda's rectum is brutally fucked and filled with the hot boy's cream. On and on it goes with two more new men to replace the previous ones. Brenda's mouth continues to be stuffed with slip-sliding cock and her cunt is practically tom apart by another massive slamming dick. Through it all, Brenda is giggling and crying out with powerful climaxes. When the staged orgy is finally over, the camera shows her cum-streaked crotch and splattered cream dripping from her open mouth and face. The slut actually says, "I want more! I wanna drink up all your cum!"
"As you can clearly see, Brenda is a slave to the most depraved passions. She'll fuck and suck for hours and hours until your dick is red and sore and the hot bitch still craves more. She doesn't know what shame means. Her powerful pussy muscles will keep you in cum-squirting bliss until she is satisfied and she is never fully satisfied. Brenda is an insatiable slave to every carnal vice. Brenda is a superb quality whore!"
Soon, it's time for the glamorous sexy number six, lovely hot Hallie. She is a strawberry blonde bombshell from Altair 3. Todd's eyes are greeted by long slender legs that arch in the most seductively inviting way he's ever seen. Slowly, the camera creeps up to her pink pussy hole and moves in for a visual close encounter with rosebud heaven. She opens and Todd swears the camera is actually entering her.
"Meet Hallie, the Altairian bombshell. This exciting, cock-craving whore has just turned nineteen and just listen to these stats, baby! Her tits are a ripe pair of luscious 42Ds. She loves to have them squeezed and crushed and sucked. She claims it turns her on but I must confess she's always hot for cock. She is capable of multi-orgasms for hours and hours and hours.
She's very tight for the exquisite long-legged blonde variety and when she stays with you, her only rule is that she will not wear any clothing with the possible exception of her favorite high heels. She wants your cock inside her at all times, except when you sleep and that won't be very often or for very long. Now, look at that elegant face! Just imagine shoving your eager prick down that beautiful cock-swallowing mouth! Think how wonderful it will feel to squirt all your cock juice down into her gullet! She makes such enchanting sounds when she drinks sticky dick liquid."
Hallie had an aristocratic nose along with perfectly formed high cheekbones and a pair of seductive sky blue eyes. Her reddish blonde hair was done up in a classic turned up style like they perhaps once wore in ballrooms of the rich and famous. All she had on were gold high heels. The rest of her pinkish skin was totally bare.
The scene shifted again and there was Hallie having her moist cunt slowly eaten out. Two large pillows supported her open crotch while some dark-skinned brute was sucking her juices like wine from a fancy golden goblet. She was crying out in obvious rapture while her seeping cunt was slurped and enjoyably tasted.
Moments later, another scene showed Hallie sucking a huge glistening dick. It was lunging in and out of her mouth. Suddenly, the inflamed prick jerked and streams of white cum washed over her slightly flushed face and into her smiling open mouth. Her tongue lapped up every drop. The unbridled bombshell actually grinned while she kept smacking her lips. The gorgeous blonde honey kept sucking the cock as if she were starving for nourishment.
"She's making him hard again so he can fuck her cunt deep and dirty! Look how quick she stiffens that boy's resolve. Now, watch as he gets her to wrap her legs around his waist and wow, look at him go! He's really porking her wicked little fuck hole! God, how she loves it! If the price is right you can enjoy every inch of her carnal paradise just like that stud is doing right now! There is no sexual act too depraved or too outlandish for Hallie to enjoy. Under that beautiful skin lurks a furnace of molten lust which will inflame your blood and addict you to her sensuous delights."
Todd almost erupted himself when the next scene of Hallie showed the slut raising her legs back to some thug's shoulders, kicking her high heel-clad feet while an immense cock was rampaging from hole to glistening hole. It was obvious she'd already had cum shot into both sore holes before this dude started to continue the raunchy sexcapade. Her voluptuous beauty would have made Marilyn Monroe look plain and drab.
"Can you even begin to consider to what lengths Hallie can squeeze cum out of your dick? Have you ever seen such a high classed slut make the beast like a love-starved creature being exhibited in a cage? Look at her take that big dick all the way into her tiny fuck hole! Don't you just love it? Doesn't your itching cock ache to be impaling that sinful vixen's two squeezing holes? This fiery bimbo craves to be forcefully taken and completely filled with your sticky, creamy seed and she doesn't care who it belongs to, believe me! This beautiful blonde bitch loves vigorous cock of all sizes, shapes and colors. She'll fuck anytime, anyplace and with anybody. However, the bigger your cock the better!"
Screams of wild, excited passion exploded from Hallie, as her two lusty orifices were vigorously drilled. Those sexy feet kept kicking wildly as she was totally nailed. Her sex cries and unbridled screams told him the blonde harlot loved every second of it. Todd saw and heard every one of Hallie's sizzling sins as erotic visions of wanton bestial escapades flickered on and on and on.
Hallie is pure whore from her sexy little toes to her cum streaked, dick fondling mouth. Her pretty pink pussy is prime paradise for those who love every ecstatic expression of unquenchable lust. So what am I bid? Todd thinks as he aches to bury his member deep into the writhing blonde that is howling in ecstasy in front of him.
"Just look through the six sluts at your leisure and submit your bid. You'll be able to follow the bidding in real time and bidding ends in three hours. Any one of these tricky foxes will give you hours of the most delectable pleasure. Each is a sexual adventure of epoch proportions."
CHAPTER FOUR
Interstellar electronic bidding is a marvel of 42nd century technology and engineering. I wouldn't expect such backward Paleolithic personages as yourselves to comprehend the complex theories of cosmic mechanics, time-space continuum factors and light wave measurements. Let's just say a combination of time distortion and light wave manipulation were sufficient to send messages scores of light years in a blink of an eye. Isn't modem science wonderful?
Here is our young handsome letch Todd who is trying to figure out which phantasmal fox he's going to get a chance to thoroughly do. The bidding is brisk and aggressive. After all, these are practically the best in the business. Remember, Todd is competing against corporate giants for this kind of material. If Todd is very lucky, he might, just might, get one for the weekend if one of these sluts gets somewhat overlooked.
First, he tries going for Hallie. He liked that flashy strawberry slut with the sexy high heels, creamy bare skin and those pleading, provocative screams. Well, all those enchanting fuck girls do that, but Hallie does it better. She fucks dripping dicks as if sensational sins were her only pleasurable path to salvation. He clicks in at 12,000 credits but quickly the bidding erupts and she's over 20,000 and that's just for the weekend. He blanches in disbelief when he sees the monthly credit bids on this horny bimbo.
Next, he tries for Candy. I guess even low-class techs prefer blondes. But then, doesn't everybody? His 15,000 credit attempt lasts about thirty seconds and is quickly dwarfed by a 23,000 bid. All he can say is "Fucking Christ!"
So Todd throws away his last vestige of dignity and takes a stab at Marissa. At least she's different. Her novel rich brown coloring and strong, healthy muscular expertise in coupling could give him some very thrilling times in all his erogenous areas. He clicks in at 12,000 and it actually lasts for a little while. For thirty-two minutes he is the proud possessor of this ebony bitch who can fuck from dawn to dusk and back again. He's never heard of Africa but what the fuck?
His hopes are brutally dashed when suddenly, in the space of five minutes, three bids come in and black beauty is at 19,500 credits. Todd shakes his head regretfully and mumbles, "I wonder if they have any fucking post-auction bargains?"
Hal immediately answers, making Todd jump with surprise. "Of course they do, silly, but it definitely won't be on the top levels. These sluts are prime meat, baby. Every whore master in the galaxy wants these sex-crazed, simmering hot tarts."
The oriental sex slave from Procyon is already way out of reach as she tips the scales at 22,500 and that again is just for seventy-two hours of bliss.
Todd is reluctant to bid very high and after seeing the long-term prices he despairs. On his modest salary he couldn't hope to keep one of these beauties for more than a few months and what would he do if he became hopelessly addicted to her incredible sexual treasures? So the Procyon nymph with the oriental features and the slightly yellow skin fades from his hopes.
He briefly glances back to Hallie and sees she has reached 29,000. The black tramp is coasting at 23,000 and Candy has reached an impressive 27,500.
He tries at Brenda who is still at an almost affordable 17,500 and for fifteen minutes Todd's hopes soar. This green-eyed vixen with the cum-licking tongue and those inviting pink holes appears to be staring back at him with her legs wide apart and her salacious grin, as if she's saying I'm all yours for the taking, Todd.
But into every life a little rain must fall and some bastard from Alpha Centauri 2 stops him with a bid of 19,500. Todd wonders if he should up his bid. He glances at Jeanine for the first time. There's only a half-hour to go and she's resting at a comfortable 14,000. Well, all right, she's just a brunette, but she's put together and she loves to fuck, which is more than he can say for any existing chick on the dust heap called Deneb 4.
The more he looks at her image, the more that little girl look seems to entice him. He begins to imagine all sorts of wicked, depraved things he could do to her eager, willing crack. God, how he could pump the little wild bitch full of his juice! With fifteen minutes to go, somebody dumps in a bid of 16,500.
Todd is starting to get a little canny at the bidding. He waits to see if there are more takers. The bid sits there at 16,500 for the next few minutes. With five minutes to go, Todd slams the clicker at 17,500 and prays. He's glaring at the electronic timer as it ticks ever so slowly. He sees Jeanine lying there provocatively, naked, cum sticking to her lovely face, speckled on her lovely brown hair and dripping off her cheek. She still sucks a large bone while another angle shows her cunt being utterly reamed. Her muffled moans are enough to wake the dead.
With one minute to go, some prick shatters his universe with a bid of 18,000. The slimy fucker is trying to get Jeanine for a pittance. Todd glances at the other numbers on Jeanine. She's got a weekly for 36,000 and a monthly for 100,500. With a shaking hand, he clicks in at 18,500 and waits for the seconds to tick away.
With thirty seconds to go, Todd is gnashing his teeth, thinking about all the streams of hot cum he's going to spray into that naughty girl's mouth.
Twenty seconds and counting and he's shouting the seconds down now with Hal in derisive unison.
Ten, nine, eight ... every second is like an eternity.
Three, two, one ... "She's fucking mine! You lovely little bitch, I'm gonna do you, big-time!"
Hal announces in his most official voice, "You have taken the bid at 18,500 credits for the weekend services of Jeanine Laflur. Once the credits have been submitted in escrow, Jeanine will arrive within ten minutes at the transport receptor. You will have complete use of her person for seventy-two earth hours once she has entered your bedroom. It is suggested you make sure there is sufficient food in your quarters. You won't get a chance to go out and get any additional supplies once Jeanine arrives. Time of expected arrival will be three hours and seven minutes."
Like in any other mercantile age, the transfer of funds can take painfully long sometimes, especially when the needs of a frustrated male are at stake. In seconds, he's out the door, practically running over to the PX and stocking up. He also picks up some music cubes to add to the anticipated mood.
He's just finished putting away enough food for a week when Hal's arrogant voice chimes in. "Rise and shine, laddie! I've just received confirmation that Jeanine is here. She will be knocking at your door momentarily so get with it, dickhead."
When Todd answers the summons, Jeanine enters and gives him a very intimate hug. Her invasive kiss is an exciting promise of some extremely nice things she's going to do to him. "Ah, Todd, it's so good to see you. I'm Jeanine Laflur and I'm gonna entertain you for the next three days. I'm all yours, you lucky devil!"
She speaks with a mild French accent and her little girl look is an instant turn-on for Todd. She's wearing a dark blue mini skirt that shows her very shapely legs to great advantage. The slinky slut's bright red halter top leaves nothing to the imagination. She feels so warm and alive in his arms. Todd grins at her and practically drags the giggling whore to his bedroom. His long rigid gun is primed and cleared for definite action.
Jeanine knows quite a little about Deneb 4. She's heard that some men in that colony are very sexually deprived because there aren't enough lively sluts to go around. So she takes the pressure off.
"All right, Todd, I need to be nasty fucked so bad! I've taken some hot little hormone pills and I'm ready to rut and roll. Why don't you take a Vita pill? It's guaranteed to help you stay hard and squirt off a lot more? I just love to suck and fuck cock all day and all fuckin' night!"
Todd answers, "Sure, you got any?"
Jeanine slips her dainty hand into a pocket of her blue mini skirt and hands him a small pink lozenge. She teases, "A pill a day keeps the slut sprayed!"
The foxy piece giggles with delight as he swallows the pill with a cup of wine he's already set beside the bed. "Here's yours, Jeanine."
She appreciatively drinks down the savory liquid in a few gulps. "That's nice, Todd. Now strip me and dick me! Take me on that bed and fuck the living daylights out of my cunt! I've got to fuck! I'm a very naughty little girl and I'm in total heat!"
He unhooks the halter top while Jeanine is frantically kissing him. "Hurry! Please! My box is so itchy! I want you inside me for fucking days, big guy!"
With desperation, he tears off his shirt and pants and slides off her mini skirt. At last, she's completely bare. No undergarments of any kind are on her. All she has left on are some very sexy slippers, but at this point he doesn't even notice those. His hands are clasping and moving over Jeanine's ample tits and she's guiding him to the bed, begging him to fuck her wet pussy quick and hard.
She croons as she arches her very sexy legs back, "I'm a very naughty slut, Todd, baby! My pussy just loves to play wicked little games with huge driving cocks! If you eat and fuck my cunt real good I'll suck you off and swallow all your cum! Then you can screw my pretty pussy for fucking hours! I'm an excellent quality whore and I just love to fuck! So please, baby, put it to me!"
CHAPTER FIVE
Now, just think of this scenario. We've got a young healthy lad by the name of Todd Filler XVI who is sex-starved on the desolate planet colony of Deneb 4. Below him and ready to rock is Jeanine who is a powerfully oversexed slut toy ready for his every lascivious whim. The naked nymph looks up at him with teasing, batting eyelashes and a wicked openmouthed smile. She's using her hands to squeeze her tits in the act of offering them to this hot stud's closer inspection.
She's bare and legal but looks like a young teen the way she's got her hair done in pigtails and sexy bangs. Her use of cosmetics is astonishing as well with just the right blend of mascara on her brows and lashes to add the sense of mystery to her angelic-looking face. Her perfume is enough to arouse a century-old geriatric and she spreads her legs wide and back for his grand entrance. The nineteen-year-old Jeanine wants every stiff bit of his eight-inch dick.
When these level one, two and three women hit the scene, there are literally no limits. They can do one, two or three men for many, many hours. Once they get going, they can't stop until they are rendered unconscious by a torrent of inner climaxes that would have driven sex goddesses from previous ages mad. The only reason they take their happy pill when meeting a new client is they want to make sure they have to fuck. I mean, what if the guy is unattractive? These sluts have to perform regardless. They are, after all, under contract to perform their delectable services for huge amounts of credits.
When Jeanine walked through Todd's door she didn't know what she would find. To her ecstasy, she was confronted by a tall, muscular, handsome rake of a guy who looked at her with smoldering eyes and a leering grin that told her she was going to get fucking nailed in every one of her desirable orifices.
When you spend the better part of 20,000 credits on a prime, juice-dripping cunt you want to make sure you get your money's worth. That's why Todd took his male version of the happy pill. He knew if he took one about twenty-four hours apart he could do the lovely bimbo virtually non-stop. He even set up an alarm in advance to make sure he didn't oversleep.
Jeanine urges, "So come on and do me, big guy! Gimme that nice big cock! "
When Todd slides his eager dick into Jeanine's wiggling cunt, his cock feels like it's in a squeezing, soft panorama of clenching flesh. Jeanine's prime pussy is so fucking tight and yet so excitingly pliable and invitingly yielding. He figures it's because of the vast amount of fucking she's been performing for all her clients. Her voice is soft and seductive with that foxy French accent, "Ooooooo, baby, you have such a big cock! Deeper! Give me your best shot!"
Fiery lancing jolts of visceral delight are exploding in Jeanine's horny belly. In seconds, she's screaming with her first of an uncountable number of soul-splitting orgasms. "Fuck me, you big animal! Do my cunt! Faster! Faster! Ooooooohhhhhh my God! Yes! Aaaaaaahhhhhh! Fuck it deep! Deep! God, you fuck so nice! Fuck my pussy! Fuck my pretty little teen pussy!"
The girlish-looking harlot sucks in her breath as yet another spasm rips through her wildly performing insides. She's pinned down by Todd's body weight and receiving some really vigorous banging.
Todd is grunting and moaning as he drives and chums the juicy little hole. It's like he's porking a teenybopper from junior high, except the slut's cunt is far more experienced and talented. His cock is besieged with a myriad of complex jerks and squeezes as he plows the blazing brunette bitch. His desperate hands clutch her pliant mounds and pinch her hardened nipples, which only serves to make Jeanine blast off beyond the stars once again. The beautiful brunette whore rests her slender silky legs on his shoulders, giving him support so he can concentrate all his effort on each devastating drive into her craving hole. Her cunt is mushy and squirming and yet so fucking tight. She begs for greater exertions, "Screw me, baby! Dick my fuck hole! Oooooooh! Fuck my pussy harder! Oh God, Todd! Harder! Put it right through me, stud! God! Fuck!"
His cock feels like it is ripping the sleazy slut wide open. He's slicing and dicing her and she loves every pussy pounding second of it. I mean, no porn actress could possibly pretend Jeanine's obvious passions. Her sexy feet are kicking in the air and her fingernails are digging into his back as yet another sensual ripple rips through her abdomen. "Give it to me, fuck boy! Dick my pussy! Fuck it!
Oh God, Todd! Fuck it harder! Harder! Ooooooooh! Yeah, baby, yeah! I need your cock! More!"
At last, Todd actually says something, "Fffuuuccckkk!"
What else could he say? What would you say if you were in his place? Personally, I wouldn't say anything. I'd be either Frenching her mouth or sucking her toes while I was dicking such a naughty, wild pussy, but then that's me and I'm not Todd.
You have to remember, Todd is just learning. He's relatively new to this and this is his first space slut. In fact, it's the first time he's been able to seriously fuck a totally wet pussy and he's just broken his own personal all-time record of twenty-one minutes with the cool, calm and collected Ella. Of course, he doesn't know that. He's just rewarding his deprived pecker by dragging out the dicking.
This beautiful brunette bitch had been balled, eaten and done on a dozen worlds. I suspect that Todd hasn't had a dozen good dates. A good date on Deneb is if you can get a girl to fuck for more than fifteen minutes and it never, I repeat never, goes past thirty minutes. Well, I'm not sure about some of the married couples but the single bitches on that world certainly don't put out much before they tie the knot. Perhaps the women on Deneb are trying to control their male lovers with meager amounts of sex to increase their pussy power. Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that there are 1.436 men for every woman on Deneb 4. Perhaps the constant desert view tends to dry out the bitches prematurely. Who the fuck knows? Who the fuck cares?
At this tingling moment in time, Todd doesn't care either. All he knows is that his dick is being given a sublime copulating treatment. She's making that cock head itch even itchier. "Spray me you hot young stud! I love to feel a big cock squirt inside me! It makes me get off even more! Ooooooh yeah, baby! Give it to me! Ooooooooo!"
Todd's eyes finally glaze and his body tenses and bang! Todd shoots a thick wad of white-hot sin into Jeanine's rhythmically pulsing pussy. Todd's lengthy primordial howl remotely resembles a five-second version of the word 'Yeah! ' He's never had an orgasm like this before.
Jeanine is still panting and crying out for more. The brown-haired bimbo isn't close to being satisfied. Her pussy keeps working and squirming and jerking on his exploding meat. He swears that his orgasm is being stretched out for minutes not seconds. In reality, it's been lengthened from his normal 28.7 seconds to 47.2 seconds, but to a deprived cock it feels like a million years and to his gleeful surprise, he's still hard and itching for more. He feels his cock squishing inside her wickedly churning cum-filled cunt.
Somehow, during the intense acrobatics, Jeanine ends up on top and she rides his dick like Dale Evans on a golden palomino. For all you guys out there who are under thirty and perhaps have not received a proper cultural education, a golden palomino is a horse and Dale Evans was Roy Roger's ripe young cunt and I'll bet she rode Roy also. Can you just imagine Dale Evans being fucked in a hayloft and all she has on is a cowboy hat and riding boots and Roy Rogers is slamming her asshole and cunt from on top? Can you just hear the horny actress screaming and gushing all over Roy's big dick? Dale would be screaming "Pull your trigger into my fuck hole, baby! Fucking stud me like your fucking horse! Oh yes! Roy! Yes! Shoot off that big six-gun into my pussy!"
But of course, Todd wouldn't know about that. After all, he has an excuse. He exists in the year 4107 and golden palomino horses are extinct. Hell, all fucking horses were extinct long before Todd was a twinkle in his mother's sex-crazed eyes.
For those of you who are just dying of curiosity, they gave up horse racing in 2475. After that, there just wasn't any financial reason to keep them around. Out went the bookies! Out went the equine lawyers! Out went the jockeys! Unfortunately, the lawyers did not become extinct but it's still not a perfect universe.
Todd watches with fascination as his cock is slowly caressed by Jeanine's sliding cunt from above. Her hole looks so small to him and yet, time after time his cock disappears inside her only to reappear for another adventure in carnal discovery and rediscovery. He fingers her swollen clit, pinching and twisting it.
Todd takes delight in causing the wanton slut to giggle and squeal as her pussy is being systematically plundered. She sticks her tits alternately in his mouth so he can taste and suck her silky smooth skin. Tingles of erotic sensations overwhelm her with every lascivious touch of this new pussy-stretching lover.
"Oooooo! You naughty fuck boy! Hurt me! Squirt me! Aaaaahh! I'll teach you tricks, you nasty slut fucker! That's the way! Bang my box! God, Todd! Fuck my cunt! I'm gonna squirt all over your dick, you horny fucker!"
He fingers her asshole and marvels that he can feel his cock pumping Jeanine's cunt through the anal wall. She sucks in her breath at his new intrusion. "Ooooh, I see you found my little asshole. You like it, Todd? Do you want to play inside my hot little ass with that naughty cock?"
He mumbles in agreement between nibbling sucks on her bountiful left tit.
"Well, Todd, if you are a very naughty boy and I think you are, then you can fuck my tiny asshole later. You'll be able to shove that huge, long dick all the way into me because I'm a wild anal whore. I'm gonna suck out and drink all your cum first, so you'll be able to fuck my ass a lot longer that way. I just know you'll love it! God, you feel so good in my pussy! Fuck yeah!"
Her pace quickens and she slams her juicy crack down onto his stiff pecker all the way to the root time after breathtaking time. The bare brunette with the girly look and the teenybopper shape uses her wild whore hole to perfection.
Todd's dick feels like it's in a blazing inferno of soft, cramping sensations. The pressure mounts and mounts and with an animalistic growl, he jettisons another slimy load of white cream into her mushy maw. Jets of cum keep streaming into her lively little box and still the exciting bitch professionally performs every erotic trick. His head is thrown back on the pillow and his mouth is open in a silent scream as ecstasy blasts through his disgorging dick.
Jeanine giggles, "We're just getting acquainted, big boy! That's it! Shoot up your little Jeanine's pussy!"
To Todd's amazement, he re-stiffens in seconds. That pill is something else. It doesn't take long for Todd to come up with a wicked idea, as if the past hour hasn't been wicked enough. Jeanine finds herself on the bottom again. God, is she getting super laid! The lusty brunette somehow gets a pillow under her ass and puts her legs further back and all the intensity and contact is riveted on that exquisite pivotal place where the pussy meets the rod.
He finally notices her sexy slippers on her feet. He rips them off and stuffs her dainty wiggling toes into his sucking mouth while he plows her boiling cunt hole. Jeanine cries out from the continuous ecstasy that is simmering inside her broiling box. "Oh, you naughty boy! Suck me! Fuck me! I love it!"
Again she blasts off into the wild blue yonder. It's as if he's laying a shuddering earthquake or something. He feels her insides rippling and still clutching his rod. Todd can see stars in her beautiful eyes and then suddenly he feels a sticky liquid engulf his fleshy pile driver. In a moment, he realizes it's not his cum, it's hers. Todd didn't know that was possible but this lively slut has come all over his cock with her own version of carnal lava.
"I wanna taste my cum! Fuck my mouth and eat me out!"
Now, be real, there isn't a guy that would turn away from such a tantalizing request. So, this big, bad boy moves on top of her and gets quickly into proper position.
Jeanine encourages him as if he needs it, "Don't be afraid to fuck my mouth hard, Todd! I just love to suck cock! I really get off when I feel a big dick squirt warm, sticky scum all the way down my throat. So eat my cunt and do my mouth! I'll swallow every juicy drop! I'm your pretty little girly pig!"
I ask you now in all candor, could any of you red-blooded guys refuse such a tantalizing request? I mean, if I were offered a million dollars to reframe at that critical moment, I guarantee I would insert my cock into that hungry mouth and fuck it like the softest pussy in the country.
Jeanine has no trouble taking Todd down to the root. His pubic hair is tickling her nose but she sucks his bucking stick for dear life. She's a very thirsty girl and by God, she's bound and determined to get a big satisfying drink. She can taste the remnants of her juices along with his and the blended taste only serves to spur her on.
At the other end, Todd is vigorously licking her entire crotch. His tongue investigates both holes. He slowly worms it over her swollen clit and soon, he's stabbing her asshole and cunt with his fingers and both thumbs. He's got his arms and wrists positioned so that she can't possibly close her legs, even if she wanted to, but she definitely doesn't want to close them. The wild whore loves every little attention her groin is getting from her new fuck boy. Todd licks her perineum and then sends his tongue and spit into her pliant anus and Jeanine's muffled screams tickle his tingling cock even more.
Just as a brief aside, part of the reason why the costs for prime cunt flesh are so pricey is because the auction house takes 25 percent with a minimum of 5,000 credits for a level two slut. However, a level two fuck girl has never gotten a bid less than 11,500. After all, we are talking level two. Level one sluts are beyond belief. In order to even bid on such a prime piece you have to have a medical exam first to make sure you are physically up to it. The lowest bid on record for a first level slut is 39,000 and that was during an interstellar election where more important things were going on. Usually, it costs 65,000 and up for a seventy-two hour extravaganza with a romping, squirming one. It led to the often used expression, "I'd love one before I retire because once I retire I won't be able to survive one."
CHAPTER SIX
I'm absolutely thrilled you advanced to chapter sex. There I go again, I know, another pathetic pun! Anyway, I seem to recall Todd is being laid, blown and eaten by naughty little Jeanine, his sizzling hot brunette harlot. The oral interplay is deliciously slow, as they suck, lick and taste.
Even though the brown haired hooker isn't being penetrated, she still occasionally climaxes. Slowly, a symphonic blending of sizzling sensations creeps up Todd's yearning cock until he screams with a spasming cadenza of throat-filling cream. He hears the gagging slut greedily sucking and gulping his seed. She actually chokes on it, but she doesn't stop. She's greedy for salty warm cock juice.
Her hands are riveted to his ass. He can't believe it-she wants more! She wants to suck his cock and drink another load of warm, slimy scum right out of his dick. It's like she needs to nourish herself with his cum.
Todd has already learned a very important lesson when it comes to the lavish delights of bed sport: Never refuse a drinking slut's mouth.
He just loved licking up the aromatic swill of Jeanine's exotic pussy juices. He drank her and sucked her and ate her cunt as if it were the fanciest dish on the planet. Well, perhaps that is a bad analogy. Deneb 4 imports most of its food and it comes shipped in crates for easy storage and long-term use, so a tasty dish on Deneb isn't very tasty when you get right down to it. So Todd's taste buds were having a holiday along with his inflamed prick.
Even though Todd has taken a happy pill, he is slowing down a little. After all, even with help there is only so much a pair of healthy balls can produce. So the oral festival goes on and on and on, but at a somewhat slower pace.
Later, she's on top of him. She uses his thigh as a pillow to rest her neck while she uses her slick lips to give vast amounts of exceptional head. Todd has an incredible view. He has placed pillows under his own cranium and he watches the youthful looking bitch's mouth sucking down on his delighted dick while her rich cunt is staring him right in the face. He sees her passion-flushed cheeks implode with every masterful suck and gazes in fascination as she teases his cock tip with her snake-like tongue. Then it's back to lunchtime at the Y.
Todd greedily savors the sticky liquid that seeps out of her cunt and rolls so smooth down his searching tongue. He's going to enjoy every inch of her before he's done. He doesn't even bother trying to talk anymore; the communication of their senses is more than enough at the moment. He thinks of all those cum-spurting cocks that have lunged and burst inside the pussy he's casually eating out and it's a great turnon. This whore has been squirted and banged all over the known galaxy and now he is the stud who is doing anything he wants to her willing voluptuous body.
Todd is panting and groaning as his cock itches for another mouth-filling eruption. Jeanine is a very talented and knowledgeable girl. She gives that hot head some wicked sizzle sucks. She twists and turns and showers that dick with plenty of saliva just to let him know she loves tasting him. The wanton bimbo can feel his meat tensing in her mouth and she works him even faster as his lunges become serious.
Boom! Spurt City! She's gulping, big-time. Her gullet is instantly clogged with bursts of thick cream and she can't get enough or get it down fast enough. Her face gets splattered with some of the stuff she can't quite handle. Todd still lunges into her throat, releasing and releasing. He's trying to relieve the burning itch that thrills him from the tip of his prick to the base of his busted balls.
At long last, Todd really becomes florid, but can you really blame him? "God! Fuck! Suck it down, you fucking naughty bitch!" He's finally and totally lost it for the moment and all he cares about in those brilliantly blazing seconds is to eject as much cum as is humanly possible into that naughty sucking mouth.
After about of minute of gagging, choking, slurping and smacking sounds, Jeanine has completed him, at least for a while. Her cunt is still aching with uncontrollable urge for more invasive attentions by this virulent Todd Filler XVI. What can the poor girl do? She's taken the world-renowned happy pill and her holes are utterly naughty and insatiable.
All she has to do now is get him hard again, so she bends her cum-speckled face down on the somewhat limp meat and gets to sucking and stroking again. At this point, I should say a few brief words in defense of Jeanine's outrageous conduct. It's not so much that she's an unbridled, immoral cock-sucking whore, the young slut's insides just won't cool down. At this point in the orgy, she needs his cock even more than he needs her pussy, if that's possible.
Jeanine's anus hasn't been done yet, except for a little exploratory fingering from the young lab tech. However, life has not quite returned to the limp member and they break for lunch. It isn't all that much of a break as the food on Deneb 4 is high protein, low calorie wafer-like stuff with about as much flavor appeal as dried out seaweed without the salty, fishy taste of the sea. The wine isn't bad; this low-grade California swill arrives at the PX in huge metallic drums that resemble the ancient oil drums of earth's industrial period. Of course, this type of fuel is not used anymore. Everything is clean! Everything is solar!
Jeanine doesn't have much of an appetite for the plain, dry wafers of vitamin-enriched dough. She knows however that she's got to keep her strength up for what is inevitably ahead. The stylish brunette who is still stark naked and sitting on Todd's bed notices him practically fucking her with his eyes and she clearly sees that his soft member has become a stiff, quivering tower ready for the second round.
Speaking of round two, coupled with the fact there is about to be some serious carnal wrestling, you'll be interested to know that professional wrestling has survived the test of time. Who would have thunk it? It is now called, you guessed it, the Interstellar Wrestling Federation, competing with the All Worlds Wrestling Federation. Baseball is dead along with football and basketball, but wrestling rules.
Can you believe that there are still billions and billions of thick-skulled morons out there that actually are thoroughly convinced that those bouts are not fixed? There are uncounted idiots that actually think that the All World Championship means something?
Anyways, Todd is frenzy fucking inside Jeanine's pretty little pink pussy hole and she's joyously howling with almost every stroke. Todd's pushed her legs way back and he is giving that hot bitch's G-spot some serious attitude adjustment. It's like she's the recipient of one massive pile driver on steroids!
CHAPTER SEVEN
At this exciting moment, Todd is gearing up for some steamy anal by pounding the brown-haired bitch's cunt hole like an out of control jackhammer. He's got her left foot in his mouth and is greedily sucking. His hands are squeezing lush tits and that big prick is wallowing in Jeanine's cavern of illicit lust. He's been banging her for hours, searching every inch of that burning box again and again. He just can't seem to get enough.
Once again, for the umpteenth time, Jeanine shrieks as her insides gush. "Ooooh, Todd, you fucking monster! I love it! Aaaah! Do it deeper! Fuck me with that dirty dick! Please, Todd! Fuck me hard! Fuck me! Ooooooooo! You're so deep in my cunt!"
It's at that moment that Todd is thinking again of Hallie and that rich-looking pink skin and those sparkling high heels waving in the air. In his mind he can still hear Hallie's sex screams as they crescendo towards a cadenza of cacophonic climax.
Jeanine begs, "Please, Todd, fuck my asshole right now! I gotta have it! Hurry, baby!"
Without any hesitation, Todd removes his dick from the searing slut's fuck hole and squeezes and forces his bulging dick into her clutching little rectum. It's so tight and grasping that he almost spits jizz on the spot. Somehow, he holds back and viciously rams the tiny anus for all he's worth.
Jeanine has been yearning for this. She loves getting her sleazy little ass fucked to the max. "Yes, baby! Yes! Fuck my ass! Aaaawww God! It's so big in my ass!" The horny chick's mouth is wide open and she has trouble breathing as his warm flesh fills her itching emptiness. God, he feels so good inside her aching shit hole!
She lunges towards his thrusts just like she did when he was cunt fucking her. She gasps her feelings with quick one syllable words spoken in the same staccato rhythm as her anal jerks. "Yeah! Yeah! Fuck! Yeah! Yeah! Fuck!"
As her broiling passions rise and the searing incandescence of climax approaches, she is panting like a dog attempting to breathe on a hot summer's day. Her gasps are short and loud, keeping the same time as her rectal pulses. Jeanine's head is thrown back and her legs are as far apart as Todd can hold them.
Jeanine's agonized anus suddenly triggers a rectal and vaginal orgasm that threatens to split her innards apart. She convulses and screams as if someone has driven a white-hot poker into her anal cavity. All she can yell are the magic words, "Keep fucking my ass! Rip me open! Yeah! Yeah! Aaaaaggggghhhhh! Fuck me! Slice me! Do my ass! Bang me, fuck boy!"
Like an aftershock, a milder second climax follows the glorious first and then the third one and the fourth. The unbridled anal whore craves more and more. She wants that dick shoved right where it hurts. She loves it when it's so deep and twists and chums and slams in her tiny rear.
Todd yanks her tits hard as he approaches his own version of paradise. He reams her with slow swivels intermixed with powerful down strokes deep inside her anal hole. His groans are drowned out by her high-pitched squeals and screams. She's throwing her head back and forth and her hands are desperately trying to draw him in further and at the same time straining to push him out. The anal fuck is mercifully removing that irritating itch and replacing it with yet another fierce release. She squeals, "God! Fuck!"
Todd's rod feels like it's in a Babylonian furnace. His simmering sap rises like boiling magma from Vesuvius. That sexually haunting imaged of Hallie screaming with two huge dicks jamming into her holes does the trick. At that precise moment his juice erupts down Jeanine's fiery shit hole. He screams, "Fucking God! What a piece!" The rest are incoherent groans that resemble some wild beast at the local zoo. Well, local for old earth, certainly not local for Deneb 4. They don't have time for zoos at Deneb 4.
But Todd still has plenty of time for Jeanine. He's paid a lot of credits for this bitch and he's going to enjoy every fucking carnal inch of her for as long as he can. Todd drains and drains his sticky white seed with thrilling bursts of joy right down the furthest extremity of that rectal nirvana. His searing lust inspires his imagination to toy with the brief thought of keeping her for weeks. It would be so great to come back from another boring day at the lab, take off his clothes, shower up and hop on his waiting slut and bang her until he'd sent sap into her shit hole, pussy and throat. He'd make the bitch swallow cum by the fucking gallon. He'd cream off in her writhing insides night after night.
But he knew it was a forlorn dream, he didn't have the credits.
If only he could have purchased Hallie for a remotely rational price. He could practically taste that strawberry blonde's cunt even as he sucked Jeanine's trickling cunt now, preparing the brunette beauty for yet another feverish pussy romp. Jeanine was crooning to Todd in her most seductive voice, "Lick it back and forth! Yes, right there! That's the spot! You're going to fuck my poor little pussy again! I bet you're gonna spray it full with more of your cum! Eat out my cunt! Make me real hot, so I can fuck like an A-1 whore! Yeah, baby, yeah! Drink it up! Oooooo yes! Suck it! Stick your finger in my ass while you wiggle that naughty tongue inside my wet, hot pussy! Suck me! Suck me, baby!"
He chuckles while he works her towards another intense frenzy. He has come to the conclusion that he likes his women to be very hungry, very hungry indeed. In fact, he actually wants them to be ravenous for his cock. It adds so much more zest to the interplay.
Foxy Jeanine arches her sexy legs, showing off her beauty and her growing lust. "I know what you want, baby! You're so naughty and your dick is so big and hard. You wanna bang my tiny little asshole again too, don't you?"
He mumbles, "Yeah."
"Do you like fucking my sore little ass?"
"Hmmmmm, you bet."
When he mounts her, she demands, "I wanna be fucked longer this time. Make those two little holes hurt real bad and I'll fuck your cock even better tomorrow. I fuck better when I'm sore and dripping with spunk."
God, this Jeanine is so deliciously wicked! She's like a living porn show. She's so petite and cute and raunchy. She's quite irresistible, even if Todd occasionally thinks of the strawberry blonde that got away. Again and again his cock searches her two holes. He switches back from one to the other and revels in her varied tightness and sharp staccato shudders. Her climaxes occur in quick succession, hot and heavy.
She pulls him down and her snaking tongue and salivating mouth possesses his. Her shapely legs are once again around his waist and her nails are dug into his scalp or back or ass cheeks as he stabs her cavities, filling them with ecstatic agony. Sometimes he ravishes her tender orifices slowly, deliberately teasing her and dragging out her torment. Then he savages her, drilling anus or pussy with relentless visceral plunges, driving the hot bitch right off the interstellar map.
Naturally, they lose all track of time as the delirious hours go by. Todd just can't help himself. He squirts off in one hole or the other and she is kept in a permanent state of ecstasy. Jeanine is either convulsing with erupting passion or building quickly towards another one. Her screams and cries sound like the highest-grade porn flick. Of course, they don't have such archaic mediums as VHS or DVD or any of that old-fashioned crap. Now they possess alter reality and you can watch a couple making it right on your living room floor. It's so realistic you can practically touch and smell them as they rut in the most intense and shocking positions. To put it bluntly, the year 4107 is definitely a voyeur's paradise.
After a quick snooze somewhere about midnight, it's off to the races once again. Todd licks and eats her musky-smelling cunt while she gorges her thirsting throat on his thick, delicious phallus until her efforts are rewarded. With obvious relish, the cock-craving slut gulps down a mother load of sticky, salty seed. She guzzles and gags and even chokes on it, but the torrid tramp ingests every drop until her belly is warmed by his rich fluids. She's having so much fun, attempting to totally drain her amorous male client.
Her pussy resembles a flowing estuary as Todd sucks out her thick, sweet juices. He can't seem to get enough of her cunt. He's just taken another happy pill so perhaps that has something to do with it. His purchased paramour was still so aroused she didn't need another pill. She was ready, willing and more than able to service his manhood with either hole until Todd's lust is slaked. That big stick of his seems to have nine lives!
Todd has a nice long, thick stick and he reenters her cunt at last and bangs the fiery fox dizzy. Jeanine's head swims with the next series of gut-grinding orgasms. She doesn't have any restraints left. She's all his for the taking and by God, he is taking her!
Todd doesn't care anymore if he's lunging into pussy or anus, it's all the same to him. It just feels so fucking good to be plundering every inch of those two tight, blazing orifices. He sucks her toes and kisses her shapely calves and his hands grasp lush tits like a man hanging onto a life preserver. At other times, she wraps her sexy legs around his waist, compelling him to continue his outrageous adoration. It's like fucking a wild fireball. Their kisses resemble a second method of screwing. His tongue jams down into that hot, expressive mouth, tasting, exploring and twisting all over her velvet soft tongue.
They desist a few times to have a meal, however, the hours keep ticking by. New exotic positions are tried and old ones retried just to make sure they haven't overlooked some naughty way to connect inner pussy walls with his eager, hard-driving dick. She's on top once again and he orders, "Just fuck me with your cunt as fast as you can! Yeah, baby, that's it! Faster! Squeeze it harder, you wicked little slut!"
Her shapely rump is bucking like it's in a vibro machine. Shivering quick jerks send streaks of white-hot pleasure down to his very balls. Todd can feel that lovely searing itch inflaming his cock head again. "Keep fucking just like that! Faster! Faster, bitch! Fuck!"
Jeanine expertly uses her wild pussy to obscene perfection because she wants him to spray her cunt all over again. The eager sex provider thoroughly enjoys the fulfilling texture of warm, sticky fluids when Todd inevitably shoots that hot spray right up her satiny snatch or gripping rectum. This time, it's going to be her writhing pussy that does the feverish honors. She mashes her tits against his hands and mouth. She giggles and moans as her cunt is riding so blissfully high. She squeals, "Give it to me, baby! Just pour it all into me!"
Kaboom! Todd's cock explodes and his cum jets straight up into Jeanine's squirming, plunging, oozing crack. But the hot slut won't slow down. She won't give him a chance to cool off. He keeps draining cum into her sinful, craving box. God, how she can extend bliss! The burning in his cock won't subside and he's still spasming after every drop has been sucked out of his prick.
Jeanine will not permit his heaving member to get soft. She uses every part of her voluptuous body to keep him at a delectable fever pitch. She grits her teeth in unquenchable passion. "You've gotta keep fucking me! I'm your whore! Fuck me! Bang me! Ooooohhh! Harder! Harder! That's it! Screw my hot pussy! Yeah! You're so fucking big! Aaaaggghhhh! Ahuh! Eeeeeeaaaahhh!"
Soon, she's riding him from on top, but in reverse and she leans back to put more pressure on where the cock is joined to her still spasming cunt. She lunges and strains against him, trying to reach her own brilliant flash of joy. Again and again she drives backward, engulfing his thick meat as if her very existence depends on this ferocious contact.
His hands greedily cup her soft tits from behind. Brown sweat-soaked hair is in his face and her perfume blends with the aroma of her totally aroused sex. There's something about the smell of her juices that keep him at the peak. The feel of her full body lunging on him is beyond paradise.
Suddenly, she shudders and screams when another jolt of lust riddles her totally sore, cock-stuffed slit. Her groin feels like it's literally on fire. Her mouth is wide open in a piercing scream of total ecstasy. She's gotten used to his dick by now and she knows just how to ram onto it to force the orgasm to extend and extend and extend. She yells her frantic demand, "Get on top and fucking nail my cunt!"
Todd cannot possibly refuse such an exciting entreaty, so he mounts the horny slut once again and he's twisting and churning inside her cunt and tight anal hole. She guides him with her frantic fingers, making sure that each sore, itching hole is given its fair share of tingling excitement. Jeanine loves the feeling of fullness when her holes are so vigorously stuffed. The only thing that could possibly be better than this is if she had a hard cock in each hole and a third prick to suck on during the delirious process. She squeezes and jerks on his rigid love pole for dear life. Their kissing is now a salivating obscenity.
His pecker is encircled and clenched by pure fiery lust! Nothing else matters now in the universe. Todd craves more and more and she needs faster and harder penetrations. It quickly becomes an orgy of exploding passion on a cosmic scale. Their coupling has become an interstellar event, at least for the entangled couple. Flashes of surging sex pain engulf both of them as they insatiably rut the second evening away. They are no longer rational humans but coupling animals, enslaved and overwhelmed by the urgent needs of their inflamed carnal parts. They are, in short, in total heat.
The guy who invented those happy pills should either get the long gone Pulitzer Prize or be sent to Hades for a million years. I mean, his invention has brought sex for sex's sake to an all-time irrational level. These two letches just can't stop!
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The third morning welcomes the depraved couple's groggy revival from a short sleep. Our seductive slapper is ravenous. You guessed it, her hunger pangs have nothing to do with food, unless you consider warm cock cream a form of nourishment. Jeanine quickly stuffs his sore dick into her mouth and suckles greedily until his warm love stream finally fills her guzzling throat.
He enjoys listening to the sounds she makes as she chokes and swallows his generous supply of scummy seed. It's such a turn-on. The horny tech then takes his turn eating her cunt out. Todd notices that her holes are inflamed, probably sore from his incessant pounding. Todd doesn't care at this point. Rough fingers yank her pussy lips apart and he licks and spits into her steamy cleft for all he's worth.
Unbelievably, she still craves his tickling teeth and pinching fingers. Her hands are in his thick hair, forcing him to be even rougher with his oral attentions. The shameless slut is already juicing off, resembling a half-eaten grapefruit. She tastes of tangy lust juices. "Ooooohhh! Suck my clit! I wanna come in your mouth, fuck boy! Oh yes! Yes! You're so wicked! Eat it out! Oh God! Uuuuuggghhh!"
The Trollop moans with abject need, "Eat me! Just eat me! Aahh! More, baby! She's hot and ready to trot any way he wants.
When he feels she's at the brink, he rears up, mounts her and viciously slams his dick down. In seconds, the new tingling agony makes the wild bitch gush. Her cunt explodes in a river of liquid lust that totally drenches his driving dick, but he has no mercy on the howling whore. "Fuck, bitch! Take it all! Slut on that cock, bitch! Come on, you tricky tramp! Fuck me! Work that cunt real nasty! Yeah, like that! You know what to do, don't you?"
Her mouth is gasping for air. She can't slow down. Convulsions rip through her like an earthquake. He's still hungry for her. That's not particularly surprising, considering that he took another happy pill. He's on a rampage now. This florid minx is in big trouble and she's going to love every mind-numbing second of it. He asks while gritting his teeth in fierce passion, "Do you wanna keep fucking my cock, bitch?"
She howls with genuine pleading in her voice, "Yes, yes! Please keep fucking my holes! I gotta have your big dick! More! More! More!"
He's learned by now just how long to fuck each hole to force Jeanine's writhing body to reach fast, powerful release. Todd knows it feels great to keep making the slut come off so often. It makes her fuck his cock even better. Her little urges, twists and clenches make his overindulged meat ache for even more. What's so great about it is that he's come so much in the last sixty hours that he's kept at the brink of expectant release for many, many minutes, perhaps even hours. The lubricating juices of her pussy remove most of the soreness and that pleasant itch keeps him searching her insides without a break. He's right on top of her and in total control.
She no longer looks like a fancy little teenybopper bitch. Her hair is snarled and flecked with dry cum. Her eyes are wild and the mascara has stained her face from the tears of joy and pain. Her lips are red from the vast amounts of French kissing and sucking dick. Her cheeks are covered with his sticky whiteness, his leavings from the early morning suck off. She looks and feels like the most depraved, wicked whore in the galaxy and he loves it. This brunette slut is here to suck and fuck and by God, he's getting his money's worth! He can feel the sap surging and surging. He's itching to fill the slutty anus again. Her anus is so fucking tight he can't stand it. Jeanine no longer cares which hole gets porked. Her orgasms continue with frightening violence and regularity. His body tenses and he holds his breath. His cock head is burning and itching. That familiar and exciting pressure mounts to the very tip of his swelling dick.
To his utter amazement, the sleazy whore keeps urgently fucking his aching pole. She's completely lost all control. The wanton doxy lies helplessly in his power. The itching bliss at the head of his cock is thrillingly unbearable and he's right at the brink. Todd yearns to pour every fucking drop of his essence into her writhing flesh yet again.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Kabang! Todd shoots his milky load deep into Jeanine's clutching rear end. For a split second he feels like his entire essence is being ejected into the sex pot's eager, accepting anus. Todd groans and gasps with every lessening seed burst.
Then he rips his still dripping dick out of that convulsing rectum and desperately shoves his tingling meet right down her welcoming mouth. Her tantalizing tongue licks and tastes him from tip to base. The remains of a last trickle of cum dribble down her throat and she's sucking him like it's the last dick she'll ever have. The slut is grinning up at him as she slides her tongue over his deep-thrusting shaft. Todd holds her head firmly in place, insuring that the superb whore continues to perform exceptional head as if the orally talented bitch needed any prompting. Jeanine knows from years of experience that she has the ability to quickly harden his somewhat soft shaft and then she can fuck once more for dear life.
Amazingly, the super slut still craves more thrilling penetrations, but unlike Todd, she didn't take her happy pill that morning. She knows she has to leave at the time appointed and she is thinking how regrettable that will be.
He's pretty good for just one stud. Of course, she loves to be thoroughly gangbanged. To drink cum while having cunt and anus stuffed and drilled by huge black cocks is heavenly bliss for her, but Todd is one good fucking male animal all the same.
Most of her customers are middle-aged and although their sexual techniques are more exact and knowledgeable, they don't have the sheer momentous stamina that Todd definitely has. She calculates that if he can keep up at his current pace, he will have either fucked or been eaten by her for about sixty-four out of the total seventy-two hours. That's pretty impressive in any culture or in any age, even with the assistance of those libido-enhancing pharmaceuticals.
As the last glorious hours pass, she lets him down gently. Her cunt muscles don't spasm as much and her wicked jerks and twists slowly diminish.
Her cries and moans are a little less frequent. Ever so gradually and carefully, she reduces the pressure on his satiated dick. Their mutual lust play becomes more caring and tender as the effects of the sex drugs wears off.
Todd had enough brains to take a half-strength pill. He knows as much as his balling bimbo does that time is running out. At last, he lies back with a content smile on his sweat-streaked face with Jeanine lying on top of him with his limp cock still partly inside her mushy cunt.
"I'm gonna have to leave soon, love. It's been a major fucking slice, I must say. You're pretty fucking good for a tech."
Todd sighs, "I've never been laid like this in my life. How can I survive without a nice fiery pussy to do regularly? I know I'm content now, but what will happen a few days from now when I'm no longer sore?"
Jeanine looks into his pleading gray eyes and for once in her life a genuine flicker of compassion stabs through her somewhat dormant instincts. She smiles, "Well, honey, I know you don't make a ton of money. I'm surprised you went up to a level two slut. You know there are plenty of available tramps that will come here and ball you to your heart's content for a lot less credits than demand. The ASSA has post-auction bargains every day from level six down and these women are a little older and a little less beautiful than we are, but they are certainly hotter than anything you'll ever find on this barren sand heap. We've heard stories even at the club about how dry and heartless the lab women of Deneb 4 actually are. But you're probably one of the first guys who bothered buying an A.R. device here. What made you think of it? It's pretty new on the interstellar market."
Todd chuckles a little, "My old man told me about it recently. I have some extra credits in the till so I bought one. Then I selected you and all in all I've gone through about three months of salary. I'm not complaining. A.R should open up new vistas for me. I might even find a much better job on the Mega Monster Network. But how can I get even a low-class slut to this desolate sand heap?"
Jeanine licked her lips before replying, "Oh, you'd be surprised. Some of the overpopulated worlds have women that would just love to get out of the overcrowded, overpriced rat race. Especially if she's an over the hill seven, has still got that hyped up sex drive and has little or no training in anything else. Most of the guys that search the auction are looking for the first three levels. There aren't that many men of your situation that look for the bargains because most normally find what they want at a local bar or disco hall. Obviously, there aren't any of those establishments here."
Yes, disco also has withstood the erosion of centuries. Of course, the new electronic instruments are more powerful and expressive than the primitive instrumentation of the dim past but that distinctive beat is still alive and well in 4107. Then there are conservatives that even listen to such outdated composers like Beethoven and Bach, but they are rare. These are usually twentieth generation land barons that own several high rises and spend their days in corporation board rooms gangbanging level one sluts while listening to Bach and watching the credits mounting by the hour in their immense credit accounts. It's a tough life, but somebody has to do it.
Todd's hand lingers on the silky, sticky areas of Jeanine's anatomy that have so recently received the largess of his squirted sap. He wonders how a level six or seven slut can possibly compare to this, but he knows that his resources are limited and the cunts on this pathetic base are useless as satisfying lovers.
She smiles at him with her pearly teeth and mischievous wink, "I can try to help you find somebody or at least help you find the bargain network. It's pretty extensive and you should be very selective to make sure you get what you want."
"I want somebody that looks like Hallie. She's one of the sluts that was competing against you."
"I know who she is." There's just the faintest hint of malice in that answer. She goes on, "At least that gives me something to go on. If you let me look up your profile I can work on your AR system for a few minutes and at least get three or four appropriate menus set up for you. You'd be amazed at how inexpensive some of these women can be."
A little while later, Hal announces, "It's about time that you selected sluts you can actually afford! Jeanine has been a real sweetheart for helping such an undeserving cretin such as yourself. Thank you, Jeanine, for saving me hours of fruitless hunting and experimental searching."
Jeanine giggles, "Anytime, Hal! I just wish you were human and rich. I'd ball you till you couldn't talk at all."
Hal electronically sighs, "What a way to go! I hope if you ever get a vacation from your disreputable activities you can stop by and discuss your investment portfolio with me. I might be able to give you some insights. Todd here insists on keeping his credits in a boring interest-bearing account at a measly 10 percent compounded hourly."
Jeanine asks, "What is that annualized?"
Hal rattles off, "11.73621 percent on an annual basis. But I know of many investments with very little risk that bring in 20 or 35 percent along with tax benefits."
Todd interjects, "But Hal, we only pay a minimal property tax here along with our PX bill. We can keep all the profits we make."
Hal smirks, "Good for you! But with the exception of this filthy little goddess here, you haven't had anything to spend your money on. Maybe you can find some well-used, desperate sluts to relieve all your dirty little itches with. I know you're a really cheap bastard. You should have seen how he sweated and cursed when he had to bid more than 12,000 credits on anybody. You would have found it humorous, Jeanine."
Jeanine retrieves her clothes and is fully dressed and ready to leave. "I'll send Hal my electronic address. Why don't you pick out a few candidates and I'll put in a good word for you, Todd? Just send me the contact codes of the ones you select and I'll do my best. Toodaloo!"
With that, Jeanine is gone and the apartment feels empty. Hal begins to speak, but Todd shuts the machine down and stares at the blank screen. "How in God's name can I find anything satisfying on the bargain network? How does one settle for moonlight when he's seen the brilliance of the noonday sun?"
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Todd investigated level six the next morning and checked the post-auction bargains. He was surprised by the variety and apparent quality of the available ladies on the auction block. Their services were listed in the same format as the higher menu ranks so he quickly limited his search to between the ages of twenty-eight and thirty-three. Then he inserted his profile to help reduce the number further and finally he looked at price range. For the most part, the weekend prices were between 500 and 1,000 credits, the week 1,000 to 2,000 and the monthly 2,500 to 5,000 depending on age, sexual talents and origin.
When he checked out level seven, he found the prices about the same but the women were somewhat older so he went back to level six and saved the search. After several hours of careful checking, he finally found and decided upon Angela Turner. The factor that tipped the scales for Angela was that she looked a lot like Hallie. Angela was shown in high heels, dark nylons and a black garter belt that accented her shaved pussy to advantage. She had a black bra that left most of the breasts exposed. The stats had her in at 36-3236. She was a well-developed five-foot-nine and this lovely package weighed in at 144 pounds. Her hair was a bright yellow, probably died to make her look more seductive than she already was. Her photo showed her winking at the camera and her hazel eyes and her lush lips looked like they could suck a lot more than just a straw.
Her smile was a thin, cynical-looking line. It was as if she knew a lot more than she would admit. Was she intelligent? The info on her indicated she was. The title on her description claimed, 'I aim to please!' He read further and discovered she was looking for a man more interested in a long-term relationship than a mere weekend tryst, although she definitely wanted to try out the successful bidder for at least a week or two to make absolutely sure he was up to her demanding sensual standards.
The vital information on her stated she was currently thirty. Checking her recent sex history she hadn't been selected by anybody for four months, which surprised Todd quite a bit. She certainly was good-looking, even if not up to the prime standards of the top three levels. Her mouth was a bit too large, her nose a little too long and her light blonde hair just a bit too artificial looking. There was a hint of sadness around the eyes that he couldn't account for. It was as if she'd seen too much of life. Could she possibly be as lonely as he was? He sent Angela's contact information to Jeanine's electronic address and at the same time sent a brief message to Angela.
His message read, 'I am considering selecting you from the auction network. However, I've requested a recent playmate by the name of Jeanine to send you a recommendation about me. If you find her comments favorable and if you can deal with a trip to Deneb 4, perhaps we can get together to find out if we are suited for each other. Although you are older than I am, the age difference is not substantial. Provided your abilities at bed sport are satisfactory to my keen appetites and assuming your own emotional needs are met, then perhaps we can try a longer term situation. I found your face fascinating if not a little sad. Perhaps you can take away my loneliness and I can take away your apparent pain."
He placed his name and contact address under this message and sent it. Then he went back to the lab to spend six hours doing boring tests and analyzing even more boring reports. He had no idea what would soon follow. Let's just say that his perceptive observation in his message unlocked an emotional door in Angela even before she was destined to meet him.
CHAPTER NINE
Angela got a very early start in the interstellar sex trade. When she was a hot eighteen-year-old she was bursting with vigor and more importantly, an almost exhaustless zest for life. She soon mastered every libidinous vice, which made her carnal insides feel so great.
As time went on, she wasn't up to boardroom gangbangs and she was demoted to level four by the age of twenty. Because she preferred just going out with single patrons and because of the fierce competition at level four, her earnings were only mediocre. In fact, at times she was forced to do computer work to supplement her auction income.
By age twenty-four, she was level five and not only did her income go down accordingly, but she was in competition with thousands instead of hundreds. There is a huge gap between level four and level five. What was equally as bad was her sex drive was still powerful and underutilized, which meant her seeping pussy was always hungry for a hard driving cock between assignments, which were happening with greater rarity: She did some dating in the local bars and she didn't have too much trouble getting laid, but there wasn't any money in it. Once a slut goes down in a level, it is almost impossible to get back up a level because there's always new young stuff coming on the scene practically every day.
Eventually, because of her sporadic desirability, her rank sank to level six. That was about as low as you could go until you hit age forty. She was at this lowly level by age twenty-seven and it wasn't fun by this time. Her cunt was always itching and wet with need for the solace of a big dick. Even her anus gave her similar problems and she kept two dildos at her bedside for emergency use.
Her job at the computer center was ended and she then had to go into communications. However, she could only get four hours a day and her rent was high even for a one-bedroom hovel on the outskirts of the sprawling city. Then there was the tax on oxygen use and all the rest.
By the time she was thirty, her credit account was down to 150,000 and slowly fading. Her income was not quite enough to keep up with current expenses. She felt trapped and alone with that ever shrinking credit account and a cunt that was burning and aching for a long overdue regular pussy pounding lover.
At this point in our narrative, you are probably asking why she couldn't pick some guy and get married. Well, in 4107 the women outnumber the men. When you add to this the fact that Angela was not particularly productive in terms of a career, her looks were not enough to snare a full-time mate. Oh, she could get quickies fairly often and occasionally she would get a customer from the auction, but far too often she would be on the bargain net for weeks and even months at a time without result. Of course, as she gradually got older, she got fewer customers.
Hey, life is tough and then you croak!
Angela just got back to her dreary apartment from a depressing day at work. Her boss is an ugly super bitch. She's one of those power trippers who love to lord over subordinates and she criticized Angela's rather revealing skirt. Admittedly, it was a very short, suggestive mini skirt, but what's a hot girl to do? She's got to try to lure a naughty stud just to preserve her sanity.
The boss bitch's name is Norma Scrud and her tongue is even more biting than her teeth. "Angela, this is a communication center, not a fucking brothel. You better have something more suitable to wear tomorrow or you're outta here! You dig, missy?"
Angela nodded and tried to look inconspicuous. But with her very shapely legs and her firm tits practically bursting out of her skintight blouse, well, what's a girl to do?
"Well, don't you have anything to say, Angela? Are you a tongue-tied moron as well as a filthy flirt? Hmmmmm?"
"I'm sorry, Norma, I haven't the faintest idea what came over me. It's just so warm in the center today."
"Liar! It's always a comfortable 73.3 degrees. You're just trying to ensnare Frank Rogers and I won't have it. He's a happily married man and I won't have scandal in my department. I know what you do on the side, you auction slut, you!"
Angela wanted to tell the bitch that maybe if she gave her more hours and paid her a living wage she could manage without the auction, but instead she lowered her head and mumbled some inane affirmation and left the presence of the formidable Norma Scrud.
Angela sighed as she sat in front of her five-year-old A.R. device, sitting in a comer as if to mock her. She was somewhat surprised to see two messages waiting for her. Two messages in one bloody day? Must be a fucking bill collector or something, she thought.
She read the message from Todd first and her tongue instinctively licked her lips as she tried to read through the lines. She was touched by his intuition about her trace of sadness. That was unusual for such a young stud. She sent him a quick reply asking how long he wanted her for and the additional fact that she did everything imaginable when it came to the carnal arts. She knew from experience that such a delightful promise was very effective advertising and usually it did the trick. The difficulty was she didn't get many inquiries. However, the largest problem was the fucking exorbitant rent and the bloody high food costs. Cerberus was overcrowded and in big demand.
Then her eyes ran across a second message from Jeanine who apparently was a level two slut. Angela frowned with curiosity. What would a level two slut want with the likes of her? She soon found out.
To: Angela Turner
From: Jeanine Lqflur, Level 2, ID 7155469 Dear Angela, I write to you to highly recommend Todd Filler, a lab tech from Deneb 4. You may have heard of this interstellar dust heap as a new research station. Well, Todd was magnificent. Sure, he can only boast modest means, but his overhead is low. At least it was until I got there! Anyway, he is a super lay and he s hungry for a lot of dripping cunt. The women up there are really stuck up tight as a drum and then some. He mentioned that one girl he dated actually watched the timer while they were making it. Apparently, she had another appointment at the lab and she didn't want to miss it. He s lucky if he gets laid three or four times a year and for a half-hour or less, usually less. I had him for a weekend and he rammed my holes like a bull in utter heat. I haven't had such a good time since I got gangbanged last month. You should see him. You'll make some money and you '11 have a fucking ball. Who knows, maybe you can snare him into a long-term contract? He s real lonely and hungry for a ripe, juicy cunt. If you 're still hot and horny then I'd be on the teleporter to Deneb 4 and get in his sack real quick. If you two pool your resources you might not have to stay on Deneb forever, but at least Deneb is cheap living and I guarantee he will utterly do you. You see, you resemble a level two slut he wanted and couldn't afford. The only reason he got me was he got lucky on the bidding. I usually go down for 25,000 and he got to use my pussy, anus and mouth for an entire weekend for 18,500. Oh well, into every life a few meteors must fall. Toodaloo!
Angela showered and put on a mild orange-scented perfume that she liberally applied to underarms and already moist crotch. She put on her sexiest outfit, a see-through blouse covering the same sexy bra that was in her auction picture. The blouse went down to her upper thighs, drawing attention to her seductive groin. Her high heels were a provocative red. She looked good enough to be eaten out by any guy.
She spent even more time on her hair, teasing it and blending the color to make it appear even more cheap and common. Her hairstyle made the sexy tart resemble a very low-grade whore. She put just the right amount of mascara on her lashes and winked at the mirror at last. "I believe in miracles, Angela, you fucking sexy thing!"
Yeah, I know it's an old line started by some low-grade rock star from the 1970s. Of course Angela never heard of him or the 1970s. It's just that some lines just seem to endure the test of time, regardless of social influences, musical talent or imagination. It's like the old phrase "It was a rough night" or "It was a dark and stormy night" or "Once upon a time."
One thing is very certain, Angela hasn't felt so perked up in quite some time. She's clearing her decks and getting ready for some serious action. She's already wetting, as she puts on a tight mini skirt and jacket but underneath the skimpy coverings there is definitely a sleazily dressed hot piece ready to do our favorite hero, Todd Filler, up!
* * *
After Angela gets verification from Todd and receives banking confirmation, the hot, foxy blonde goes to the local teleportation center to wait for her turn to zap out to the dust heap known as Deneb 4. She shows her passport at the ticket window and the computer records are quickly updated and the 150 credits debited from her account. She waits her turn as the other travelers are sent to various destinations.
When it is her turn, she steps onto the grid and waits. There's a sensation of weightlessness and a sinking in the stomach like a fast dropping elevator. For a few seconds there is total darkness and then a relatively small room appears. Angela never liked teleporting at the best of times but now she found herself nervous and apprehensive.
She shivers a little as she steps off the grid with her passport in one hand and her modest-sized handbag in the other. A humorless guard with a deadpan face asks for her identification and slides it under an optical identifier that makes optical readers from previous millennia pale in insignificance. This reader can not only examine and verify the document but verify the retina of the person claiming to be Angela Turner and in a few nanoseconds review all this information with the main interstellar database, updating everything accordingly. In other words, if there were a law enforcement issue, five marines could be there from anywhere in the known galaxy in less than six minutes, assuming they were located close to a teleportation unit. There's a small teleportation unit at every police or military substation that can basically go anywhere, including a starship that is also carrying a receptor unit. In other words, crime does not fucking pay anymore. Fortunately for the indolent, stupid and untalented there is an excellent social safety net. Hundreds of years ago they found that it was a lot more cost effective to pay people a fair welfare wage than to pay for the exorbitant costs of incarceration.
"Could you tell me where I might find Todd Filler, sir?" she says with just a hint of a sexy lisp while she sways her hips ever so slightly. She's definitely hot to trot. Her orange scented perfume is very exotic and almost unknown out here in the barren and bleak wastes of Deneb 4.
The guard hands back her passport and comments about her in his most sarcastic tone. "I suppose you must be another one of those. Mister Filler resides at 17 Aladdin Avenue. When you exit this building you turn right, go precisely 417 feet, turn left and look for the residence number. The street name is clearly visible on the surveillance nodule at the comer of that intersection."
Angela gives the guard a slightly disgusted look, thanks him and is on her way to meet her new client. She has no trouble finding Todd's residence. It's a plain off-white dome, obviously built in the most utilitarian method. She recalls seeing storage sheds in Cerberus that had more beauty and character than Todd's simple dwelling possesses. All there is on the dome is the number 17 and the green-tinted opaque doorway with the inevitable summon button. Strange as it may seem, they still have such archaic inventions as doors and buttons in 4107.
Angela takes a deep breath, counts to three and summons fate.
CHAPTER TEN
Ella Stamen was one of the few single females in Todd's research complex. She was tall, slim and only mildly busty. Her dark brown eyes glowed with intense intelligence. She was a research technician about three grades above Todd, so she was the one he had to report to when projects were being monitored. To be sure, the computers did most of the actual work and analysis but like anything else, these complex machines needed to be checked against previous results or double-checked for any errors in either the programming or the molecular evaluation functions.
She was sitting, as usual, at her white plastic desk, checking some reports when she saw Todd hovering nearby, obviously wanting to ask her something. Her voice was crisp and curt, "Yes, Todd, what is it?"
Todd noted her clipped tone and disinterested manner. The only thing that might have given her away were those intense eyes that for the briefest moment looked at him with undisguised greed. "I've pretty much done what I can for today, Ella. I think I'll head home now. If anything major comes up, you let me know."
Ella gave him one of her patented mirthless smiles, "You haven't asked me for another of your romantic trysts lately. Any particular reason? It's quite unlike your usual behavior."
You will recall this is the last local girl Todd balled and he was less than thrilled with her lackluster performance. "I figured you wouldn't have the time, Ella. After all, the last time I bothered to show up I got, what was it, fifteen minutes and twelve seconds I believe?"
Ella leans back in her chair and looks at Todd with a very appraising stare, "Something like that, Todd. I was under the gun that particular evening with that file that was due the next morning. Even a person of your limited intellectual capacity should be able to recall that fact, Todd."
Todd shrugged, "Yeah, well, it is a bit disconcerting when your eyes are constantly focused on the wall monitor, counting down the seconds, rather than on the more interesting parts of my anatomy. So you let me know when you've got an entire weekend available so you can give me your complete undivided attention, hmmmm?"
Ella raised her eyebrows in disbelief, "An entire weekend? You actually expect to couple with me for an entire weekend?"
Todd chuckled, "Yeah, at least! If you aren't up to it then you need not waste my time. Fifteen minutes just doesn't cut it. Besides, you're far too intelligent to be enticed with romantic lines. You see right through them."
Ella nods, "I'm just a little surprised you've been able to ignore me for so long. Hasn't it been over six weeks?"
Todd grinned very mischievously, "Something like that. Just remember there are plenty of fish in the ocean or plenty of leeches in the dunes, seeing as how we are on Deneb 4 after all."
Ella is cool and calculating and she figures that this is just an example of male bravado. He is just trying to show off his overrated virility to impress the female. Well, Ella Stamen doesn't impress at all. She's got an IQ somewhere in the area of 180 and she's proud of it. Those little twinges and urges in her groin will have to be dealt with at some point, but on her terms, not his.
She must be in control. She will be the one to decide where and when and how much. It will be Ella Stamen that will use this male for her pleasure only when it suits her and that isn't very often. She's thankful for that because her career is what is most important. On occasion, she wonders a little at her apparent lack of sex drive. She has compared notes with a few other women in the complex. Perhaps it's the influence of her genius father or perhaps it had something to do with the environment where she grew up. All she knows is that she's twenty-five and there are days when she's comfortably dry down in her seldom used love channel. Even when she is making it, she doesn't feel the ecstasy that she's heard other girls describe. For Ella, sex is fun but not an adventure. So she waves her hand dismissively, "All right, Todd, see you tomorrow."
Todd grins, "Oh, I don't think I'll be coming in tomorrow unless an emergency occurs."
Ella now looks genuinely surprised, "Oh, why not?"
"I'm entertaining a very special guest from Cerberus."
Her voice becomes a bit distant. "Who in heaven's name do you know there? Your father is from Luna isn't he?"
Todd gives Ella a smile, "Yeah, my old man is from Luna. Imbrium City, to be exact. The identity of my guest is my business, not yours."
Ella's curiosity has now been aroused. "How long do you expect this guest of yours to be visiting you?"
"For a while, Ella. I suspect a month or so. However, that's really none of your concern. I'll let you know if I find myself in need of your intimate services but I wouldn't be planning any midnight rendezvous anytime soon. Good afternoon, Ella."
With that, he was gone and Ella was left sitting there with her legs still crossed and her fingers absently playing with a small data cube that she was planning to enter into the memory circuits of the AI computer sitting near her desk.
Her mind was rapidly considering what Todd had just told her. Could it be possible that this so called guest was female? Was she now in competition with somebody else? Ella had always assumed she would have complete access to Todd Filler because the other available women were older and less attractive than she was. Todd was tall, handsome and quite strong for a tech. Her eyes slowly narrowed and she did some quick inquiries on her computer that were not even remotely related to genetic research.
* * *
Angela was pushing the button for the fourth time when a pleasant male voice startled her from behind her. "Hello, are you by any chance Angela?"
The healthy-looking blonde turned to face the stranger. "Yes and who are you?"
The young technician extended his hand, "I'm Todd Filler. I've been expecting you but my boss was giving me a hard time about leaving work a little early. You know how bosses can be at times."
Angela definitely knew how bosses were, especially when her own boss was an ego trip bitch. "Yes! I must say you're put together quite nicely, Todd." She flashed him a very inviting smile. "And you want to do me for an entire month, right?"
Todd reaches by her and opens the sliding door, "You better believe it. I'll still have to go to my job during most days for my grinding six-hour shift, but the rest of the time I'm all yours."
They stepped into his communication room and the door shut out the rest of the sandy colony. "There's my AR unit, Angela. That's how I tracked you down."
Angela grabs his arm and turns him to face her, "You know, Todd, I hope you don't mind my eagerness but I haven't been done for weeks and I'm ready right now! I can wait for supper. I'm just ravenous for a piece of your stiff meat right now!"
Her smile is foxy and suggestive. She bats her eyes and his arm is pulled against her bulging tits that strain against the artificial sharkskin jacket. "What do you think, lover boy? Are you ready for a super fuck with a sexy slut?"
Her open smile is covered by his demanding kiss. She feels his hunger and desire as his tongue pushes deep into her mouth and plays little games with her inviting, salivating tongue. Slowly, his hands move up her front, groping her breasts and quickly undoing the zipper on her jacket. Angela is thinking to herself, You 're gonna get it now girl, big-time! When she finally breaks for oxygen, she says a few magic words, "Strip me and fuck me! Quick!"
He leads her to the bedroom and their clothes are left in a trail on the way. Her jacket, his shirt, her mini skirt, his pants, her sheer blouse and his shoes are dropped to the floor. He pushes her on the bed and she giggles as he pulls off her nylons and high heels. When they embrace, she whispers in his ear, "Eat me out first, Todd. Suck out my cunt, it makes me hot and wild."
Todd is rock-hard just looking at his new foxy friend. She looks a lot like Hallie with her golden hair and silky skin. He puts the high heels back on her bare feet and pushes her further back on the bed. He grabs a large pillow and tucks it under her pretty rump and then goes to town.
Angela raises her legs and arches them in very provocative ways while he kisses and licks her inner thighs. She's aching to fuck all right, but wants him to eat her totally out first. Angela wants to make absolutely sure she fucks this new patron until he's her lust slave. The cute blonde whore likes what she sees so far. He might not be super rich but she can see that long rigid dick sticking out towards her. He has a young muscular physique and if his performance is even close to what she expects, she just might be able to fuck him into a one or two-year contract. "Suck me, Todd! Suck me!"
Slowly, he circles and buries his tongue into her wide-open pussy. She gasps and moans with every little lunge of his ton tongue. Her hands are grabbing his head, forcing him to mash her groin hard with his tasting mouth. "Suck me, baby! Eat out that hole! That's it! Suck it! Suck it more! Oooooo it's so nice, baby! Ahuh! Flick on my clit! Eat your brand new slut!"
She sucks in her breath as he licks her swelling little knob and then nibbles it with his teeth. He knows what to do all right. Now, her legs have moved down and are clutching his head as well. She maneuvers her oozing cunt so he can lick and tongue all of it from her shaved vulva to her anal pucker. Even as he satisfies her itch, he creates new ones.
Angela lunges forward at the same time her legs have Todd's head in a vice grip. Todd feels her hungering lust with every movement of her inflamed crotch. She hasn't even taken a happy pill and she's beginning to run rampant. The blonde sex pig is already entranced with the feel of him, slowly drinking and tasting her seeping pussy juices. She's moaning, "Eat me! Eat me! Suck it out! Ahuh! Yeah! Just like that! Keep sucking it! I'm gonna fuck and suck your cock so bad! God! Yes! Oh Todd! Eat my fucking cunt!"
Todd's hands have a mind of their own. He gropes up her warm, soft belly and clutches her tits, which are defenseless. She gasps as he pinches her rigid nipples but her hands stay on his sweat-damp hair, keeping his mouth in that very special location that places her on lust's razor's edge. She sucks in her breath as another fiery jolt of pleasure rushes through her cunt and belly. "Eat my pretty pussy! Eat it out! Drink my fucking juices, you nasty stud! Oooooo! Yes! Yes! Fucking taste me!"
Todd's cock is itching and aching something fierce. He wants to impale this horny yellow-haired slut. He wants to make this wicked whore really howl like the filthy little animal that she obviously is. She's hungry for dick. Every straining lunge and every gasping moan tells him she wants a major league fucking.
Angela's cunt tastes of musk and orange and other tangy flavors from her oozing hole. Todd is surprised at how fresh and wet she is. He can tell from the pliability of her pussy flesh and how easily his thumb enters her pliant rectum that she's been fucked by hundreds if not thousands of creaming dicks. He can tell she's ready for him and somehow he rises above her clutching hands and legs. With a quick, vicious lunge, he impales the sexy bitch with his long, hard staff.
Angela screams in utter ecstasy, "Fuck me! Oh God! Fuck! Ahuh! Ahuh! Do it! Harder! Ooooh God! Rip me, baby! Tare my cunt wide open! Harder! Oh please, baby! Harder! Aaaaahhhhhhh! Yes! Fuck my pussy! I haven't been balled for weeks! Ooooooooo! You're go fucking huge in my cunt!"
Todd's dick is off to the carnal races. Its mega slam time. Thud! Thud! Thud! He pile drives her squishy, mushy cunt hole like a man.
Her feet are kicking in the air wildly as passion becomes her only one true God. Todd can feel her innermost urges mount with every powerful stroke. She jerks and grasps him with her wet, satiny sheath and she suddenly ripples with climax. Her screams are loud and pleading as she begs for even more. "Fuck me! Just fuck me!"
This isn't going to be some short excursion with that cool bitch Ella watching the time. Oh no, not with this riotous, hungry blonde trickster. Todd doesn't care about anything right now. All he wants is to feel and enjoy every last soft inch of Angela's prime, pliable cunt. He twists and chums her sometimes in mid-stroke. At other times he circles her cunt when fully inside, driving her to lunge and play even more aggressively on his hot, rigid rod. He finally gasps, "Love me, you sleazy tramp! Fuck my dick and love it! Yeah, slut, fuck it!"
Then he rips off her high heels and sucks her wiggling toes and licks her legs while he drives the bitch towards another mystical form of oblivion. He keeps pushing her legs further back so he can impale her cunt harder and deeper and she just loves it, every cunt ripping second of it.
Angela knows it's been far too long since she's been laid and she's going to make the most of this young, strong, lust-filled body. She's going to enjoy every inch of Todd's studding dick for an entire fucking month. Hell, she's so desperate, she'd stay with him for half the price because her neglected pussy requires a lot of cock and Todd is the ticket. Angela begs, "Stroke me! Oh God! Stroke me!"
He explores her shapely tits again and again with eager clutching hands. It's like he needs to feel the fleshy magnet of every sexual part of her responding body. The young stud finally pushes her silky legs aside and leans down and kisses her, French style. Angela quickly creams off again and still plays the wild whore with energetic, unbridled vaginal contractions. Angela is so hungry, so ripe for savage screwing.
She loves being the dirty dick-fucking tramp again. She's the super whore again, just like she was ten years ago. With a hot flash of fleshy fire she recalls her first gangbang when she was only eighteen. Even when you've done hundreds, for some reason the first time sticks in your memory.
She feels him tensing now and he's holding his breath and his beautiful eyes are becoming glazed. He's slamming into her with a quickened frenzy. She knows she's going to have her pussy fully drowned with a huge cream off. "Do me, baby! Squirt my fuck hole full! Oooohhh! Pound a fucking baby into my cunt, you fucking stud! Yes! Todd! Yes! I want it all!"
For a split second he thinks of that superb auction slut, Hallie, getting brutally balled and then he explodes into his new whimpering whore. She strokes his sweaty face with gentle hands. "Yes, baby, yes! Spray my cunt! Let it all go, love. God, you feel so good! That's the way, darling, let it all go inside me. I'll suck your cock so you can fuck me all over again. I'll drink your cum. I'll fuck your cock with my tiny asshole. Oh yeah, baby! Spray that fuck hole full!"
Her kissing is gentle now as she holds him there. Todd lies on her soft, warm body, letting his sticky cum drain into her urgent little orifice that is still wiggling and squeezing, greedy for every drop. That lovely experienced tramp knows exactly how to milk a gushing cock to the max!
Angela responds when Todd returns back to the planet. "That's it, baby. Now, maybe we can actually get a chance to talk a little before you cream off in my mouth and bum hole. I know that's what you want to do to me, lover boy, but lets not take any of those stupid happy pills. You want me for a whole month and I want you to completely enjoy me. Those pills are all right for a weekend, but if you use them too much they'll bum you out and I want to keep you hot, hard and deep inside me night after delicious night, big guy."
Angela slips her hand to his balls and tweaks them ever so gently. She nibbles on his ear while his breathing gets back to normal. Finally, he speaks, "You are one hot slut. How the fuck are you on the post-auction bargains? God, you are one fucking powerful piece!"
"I love your compliments, darling. Well, you see, competition is fierce on that network and I'm considered over the hill at thirty. I'm beautiful but not dazzling like those wicked cunts on the first three levels. I know you did Jeanine, be honest, wasn't she more beautiful than I am?"
He looked into Angela's hazel eyes and lovely face that was streaked with sweat. Her hair was mussed up and her lips already swollen from torrid kisses. "I think perhaps she is but for some reason I like your appearance better and considering we haven't taken any pills, I think you fuck better than she did. It's hard to say because it's like comparing one goddess with another."
She smirks, "A goddess, eh? I've never been called a goddess before, not even in jest. Do you like fucking your new little goddess? Are my carnal talents divine, love?"
"That's an understatement. However, you aren't the goddess of love, but the goddess of unrestrained lust. You fuck like a wild bitch in heat and I love every twisting squeeze of it."
She moans with content. Her legs have slowly moved around his back and she holds him as if he might escape her. He's soft and resting but he revels in the feel and warmth of her. For the first time in his life Todd feels like he might actually be loved. Angela isn't trying to rush him. She's willing to go at his speed, his desire and most importantly, his appetite level.
She whispers, "This is nice, so nice to have you holding me like this. I want you again but when you're ready, so relax and tell me how much you want to fuck your new wicked little se goddess. Did you enjoy squirting your hot spunk inside my pretty pussy? Hmmmm?"
"Yeah! You feel so good, you naughty little tart."
"Are you going to squirt quarts of cum down my throat and force me to drink all of it?"
Todd grinned at his new conquest, "You better believe it, baby."
"Hmmmm, sounds delicious and I get thirsty a lot. Are you going to shove that big cock hard into my tiny little asshole and make me scream with pain so you can spurt your cream all the way up my ass?"
"Definitely, but probably not till tomorrow night. I want to leave a few treats untried to have something to look forward to tomorrow."
"Are you gonna split my cunt wide open and fuck me for hours and hours even if I cry out in pain, even if I try to get away?"
Todd laughs, "Yeah, you fox!"
She's panting a little now, "Are you going to keep forcing me to fuck your big cock all month long?"
"Every chance I get, slut."
"Are you gonna make my two little helpless holes red and sore?"
"Yeah, I'm gonna make you so sore you will cringe with pain when you walk. You're going to have so many orgasms you won't be able to count them. You're gonna service my dick all month and like it."
Angela was really turned on by this young stud. "You know, I think you're gonna be right for me. I've been laid by a lotta guys, but this is so different, so special. I'm gonna do you like you never been done before. I'm gonna make you forget Jeanine and any of the other sluts you've had here. I'm gonna make your cock itch and bum and ache for me. When you're at work, you'll still be hard just thinking of what you'll be doing to me when you get home."
They were still lying in that provocative position when the door buzzer went off.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Todd stared down at his yellow-haired bedmate with disbelief written all over his face. "Who the fuck can that be? Nobody ever bugs me here! This better be fucking important!"
Angela just lay there, glorying in her wanton nakedness. Inwardly, she savored the warm feeling of fresh cum slowly trickling inside her still eager cunt. She was feeling better and better about this new situation. Her squishy cunt throbbed, aching for another go. With her most pleasant, relaxed voice she replied to his astonished outburst, "Don't be too long, baby! I'm so hot I can't stand it!"
Todd stumbled out of the bed and somehow found his pants and got them on. He drew a sweatshirt over his head and padded barefoot to the door. The buzzer rang again. He muttered, "Coming, you impatient fucker!"
Needless to say, he wasn't in a particularly good mood when he slid open the door. "What in blasted blazes do you fucking want?"
He was staring at the tall shape of his boss, Ella Stamen. She of lustrous eyes was considering him with her passive no nonsense gaze, "I don't believe I've ever been greeted in quite such an eloquent fashion before, Mister Filler. When I arrive at your dwelling after dark and dressed in what should be perceived as very seductive clothing, it should be relatively obvious why I have deigned to visit you."
Todd hissed, "I told you I had a house guest!"
"Yes, you did, didn't you? I surmised that you were probably just trying to feed the flames with a little old fashioned jealousy. You know the drill, you're the hot stud who has another piece on the side and you're going to make me wait like some primitive creature in heat. Well, I'm calling your bluff, Todd."
He stares at the tall bitch with his mouth open and his eyes practically bugging out of his head. "I do not fucking believe this. You actually think I was pulling your chain?"
Ella smirked, "In a word, yes."
"Didn't you bother to check with the teleportation department?"
Ella shrugged, "No, should I have?"
Todd glared at his boss, "Yes, you should have! Now, I want you to kindly get your ass off my doorstep and go back to your pad like a good girl. Don't call me, I'll call you!"
Before he could slam the sliding door in her face, she pushed through and was beside him in the communication room.
Todd growled, "Ella, would you get the flying Christ out of here?"
Ella still doesn't get it. "My, my! Aren't we being territorial this evening?" She unzips the top of her sexy blouse, revealing part of her average-sized tits. She isn't wearing anything under the opened apparel. It's becoming even more obvious why she has visited Todd this evening. Her hand flicks out and she pulls him to her by his ear. The gesture is rather painful and he yelps in obvious discomfort.
Ella actually croons, "Now, Todd, it's time for you to do me. Such interaction is long overdo, if I say so myself. I desire some visceral interaction with certain parts of your well endowed anatomy and I'm not taking no for an answer!"
He tries to remove her fingers from his aching ear, "Let go, you mangy bitch!"
Ella chuckles as she increases the pressure on his agonized ear, "Compliments will not permit you to escape me tonight, Todd." She grabs his hand and forces it to make contact with her left breast. "Come on, Todd, do your sex-starved Ella!"
She twists his ear again because she can feel his reluctance. His yelp is closer to a holler now. Todd's stronger than the control freak, but he doesn't want to hurt her for two reasons. First, she is a woman and second, she definitely is his immediate superior in the work place.
Even though by 4107 equality between the sexes has been more or less achieved, it's still extremely difficult for civil law suits to be won by men who claim sexual harassment by women. Most judges and juries just don't swallow it, even if the woman has.
Somehow, Ella gets her leg in the right spot and wrestles Todd to the floor. Her blood is definitely up. Todd has never seen her in this frenzied state before. His hand is forced lower and he can feel damp pubic hair. "Pull off my pants, big boy!" He struggles to escape her clutches and she slaps his face with an open-handed crack that sounds like a rifle shot.
Todd's head is swimming from the sudden impact and before his eyes totally clear, a tawny shape streaks in front of him and suddenly the demoness crashes to the floor with Angela clawing at her face from above. All Ella can screech is, "What the fuck?"
Angela screams and spit is spraying out of her hissing mouth, "Leave him alone, bitch! I'm his slut! You had your chance and you blew it!"
As a brief aside, it should be noted that the reason Ella is having problems at this point in the narrative is because she most definitely did not blow it, but I digress.
The two she-devils are rolling on the floor, clawing and trying to bite each other. Todd cannot believe this. The evening started with such lovely coupling and now it was like he was watching a bout from the IWF. Finally he shouts, "Enough! Stop it, both of you!"
The two females are really into it and don't hear him. Angela is still naked and she knees Ella in the groin. Ella gives Angela a raking slap across the face in repayment. All he can hear are screams, screeches and every vile epithet that one female has specially reserved for another.
Todd quickly gets over to the sink and fills a large tumbler with water and dumps it on the two hellcats. The shock of the cold water gets the attention of the two clawing bitches. In a few moments the two women are standing there, fuming and glaring at each other.
Todd sighs, "Angela, this hellcat is my boss, Ella Stamen. Ella, this lovely mild-mannered nymph is my guest. Her name is Angela Turner. Now, Ella, will you believe me when I tell you I have a house guest?"
Ella looks at Todd with dawning comprehension, "Have you been balling this fuck fox, Todd?"
Todd sighs and stares up at the ceiling, "You usually aren't so slow on the uptake, Ella! Frankly, yes! I've was balling the living daylights out of her until you literally barged in. Now, will you kindly leave the privacy of my residence or do I have to call security?"
Ella's blouse is tom in several places and correspondingly Angela's chest and arms are generously scratched. Ella is breathing hard. Adrenaline is still coursing through her veins and to Angela's practiced eye, she's certain that Ella is still in major heat.
Ella glares back at Todd with rage and hunger in her penetrating eyes, "Are you saying that you prefer this worthless slut to me?"
Todd replies very calmly, "How do you know she is a slut?"
"Well, she obviously isn't from around here or I would've recognized her. I know you bought an AR device so it stands to reason that you must have picked her up on the slut auction block. How romantic of you! How long have you purchased her services for? Hmmmm?"
Todd is becoming very angry now. "None of your fucking business! Now, please get the fuck out of here!"
Angela chimes in, "He's got me for the month, Ella. Just think about it! He gets to pork my juicy little cunt for an entire month while you work in the lab and to think, you could be balling him right now if you'd just put out like a normal woman should!"
Ella snarls, "What do you mean, bitch?"
Angela snickers, "Aren't you the ice-cold cunt who watches the clock to make sure you don't waste too much time screwing? Hmmmmm?"
Ella's voice becomes dangerously low, "Are you trying to tell me, Todd, that you prefer this sex-crazed diva over me?"
Todd arches an eyebrow, "At the moment, I'd say that was a concise assessment and if you wish to entertain any remote ray of future hope for your questionable charms, I'd advise you to get the flying fuck out of here!"
Then, to Todd's total amazement, a tear slowly trickles down Ella's cheek. Those cold, calculating eyes are moist now and more tears quickly follow the first. She's shuddering with sobs and in seconds, the dam breaks. It's as if decades of emotions are finally let loose and Ella is wailing as she slumps to the floor.
Angela sighs, "Oh Christ!"
Todd looks up at the ceiling once again, "Oh shit, why is it always me?" Inwardly, he's amazed by it all. He would have bet a billion credits that Ella Stamen was physically incapable of crying and yet, there she was, balling like a ten-year-old that's had her candy taken away and her face slapped by an angry father. She's gulping for air and self-control. By now, the romantic mood has been ruined for everybody.
Todd looks at Angela, "Look in the cooling unit. Get her a stiff drink and while you're at it, get some for you and me as well. I think we're all going to need it."
He sighs and helps Ella to the couch. She slumps into his arms, still sobbing from the confrontation. His hand is gently lying on her bare flank. Ever so slowly, she moves until her right breast brushes his hand. Todd moves his hand away and it's then she finally looks into his eyes. In a voice very soft and full of subdued passion, she asks, "Why are you doing this to me, Todd?"
Todd is still pissed off from the interruption, "You didn't care when you tossed me out after fifteen minutes and twelve seconds. You didn't care when you told me in that imperious voice of yours that I shouldn't call you. Do you remember saying that, Ella? Hmmmm?"
Ella sniffled back more tears, "Yes, but I didn't realize at the time how I feel about you."
"So let me see if I understand correctly," he pauses when sees Angela returning with drinks for everybody. Three cups are sitting on a tray. Todd goes on, "You barge into my home, practically attack me, insult me and my guest and to top it off you have the unmitigated gall to sit there and basically ask what the problem is? Am I reasonably close to the mark?"
She looks at him with confusion on her face, "I never meant it to be like that. I want you so bad it hurts."
Todd looks over at Angela who is sitting beside him now to his left on the couch. The blonde whore snickers just a little as she answers the unasked question, "Well, love, don't look at me. This bitch is your problem, not mine." She's calmly sipping her wine and Todd selects one of the glasses. Ella decides to go along, even though she's not a drinker in general.
The trio is drinking in silence as the mental wheels are turning. Finally, Angela breaks the silence. "I have a nasty little idea, Todd. How about you let Ella stay the night with us on the condition that she performs all the duties that I command her to do."
Ella looks in surprise, "What do you mean?"
Angela smirks, "Well, you obviously want Todd's cock slamming right where nature provided a spot. You know that seeping little slit between your legs? What I'm proposing is that you can service Todd's dick but by my instructions. You will do what I tell you to do and when I tell you to do it and I must warn you, I have a very vivid imagination. Not only that, but I intend to get some serious fucking in tonight as well. You're not going to have him all to yourself, you horny bitch!"
Ella looks Todd right in the eye, "Is that the way you want it, Todd? Do I actually have to share a bed with that overpaid minx?"
Todd's face becomes grim, "Ella, Angela was kind enough to come here at my request and solicitation."
Ella laughs, "Kind enough? She fucks for credits, Todd! If you didn't put some old-fashioned dinero on the table, this slapper wouldn't even be here! Give me a break!"
Angela is fuming but she says nothing. Todd continues, "Regardless of the precise circumstances of how she came to visit me here, the fact still remains that she is my guest and as such she deserves a certain amount of courtesy from both myself and anyone else who happens to show up, unannounced and rude as that new guest might happen to be. Are you with me so far?"
Ella nods.
"Good, Ella, perhaps we are starting to make a little progress. So, regardless of Angela's profession in this situation, she gets to call the shots. You have a choice: You can play and get your rocks off by her rules and forbearance or you can finish your drink and get the fuck out of here. It is your choice, so you decide what you want to do. You're a smart girl, I shouldn't have to draw you a map."
Ella sips some more wine. It feels warm inside her and her cunt is still twitching wildly and it's burning with hot pussy juices. She knows what she needs and she needs it now. She might be a scientist with a mega IQ, but she still has a cunt and it's been neglected for far, far too long and it's telling her it's time to rock.
Ella leans back against the couch and gives a deep sigh of resignation, "All right, Todd, I'll play along and Angela can call the shots."
Todd slowly moves his hand over Ella's exposed tits, "Are you ready for some really nasty fucking, Ella?"
She squirms a little as her body gives her some pretty loud signals, "Yes, Todd, yes."
"What do you want Ella to do first, Angela?"
Angela is grinning in triumph. Never can she recall a person standing up for her in any way, except perhaps her agent years ago when she was a three. She also knows that the impersonal approach will be more effective. "Tell Ella to strip off every fucking stitch and then slap her bare ass all the way to the bed."
Ella looks back at Todd with hooded eyes. She's giving him that 'You've got to be kidding' look.
"Do it, Ella! You want me, you better play by the rules or it's goodnight."
Reluctantly, Ella strips down in front of Angela and Todd. She feels humiliated and her face glows red as Angela announces, "Now, Ella, spread your legs wide apart so Todd can inspect your wares. After all, you're supposed to be of the finest quality."
Ella grits her teeth and gives Angela a brittle smile as she opens wide for Todd's greedy gaze.
"Very good, Ella! Now, pry your pussy wide open with your fingers. It's only fair that Todd gets a real good look at what he's going to be getting."
Ella is not amused but she complies. "How pedestrian of you, Angela!"
Angela remains un-phased. "So, Todd, is she up to your high standards? Does her pussy look acceptable and ready to be serviced by your very large dick?"
Todd gently moves his little finger inside Ella's exposed cunt. It's definitely dripping and raring to go. Even with his incidental contact, Ella moans ever so slightly.
"Yeah, Angela, I think she's in the trim." With that, he grabs Ella by the arm and turns her toward the bedroom. Crack! Crack! His hand leaves red prints on her smooth ass cheeks. Ella yelps as she is propelled and smacked all the way to the bed. Angela is enjoying this.
She's never liked bitches like this to begin with and this one in particular. Todd doesn't see the absolutely wicked grin on Angela's face. He's busy pushing Ella's long slender body onto the bed and is back is to the fiery blonde wench.
"Don't do anything to her yet, Todd. This overbearing bitch must be made to earn your considerable affections. Let me think for a minute, I'm gonna come up with something really naughty for this rude, stuck up cockteaser to perform."
CHAPTER TWELVE
Angela knew she was in the driver's seat and by God, she was going to have some real fun. It wasn't often she got a chance to throw her sexual weight around and she wasn't going to overlook anything if she could help it.
"All right, Todd, lie down on the bed beside her. That's it, now, you bitch, you will crawl down and suck his cock with your big loud mouth. You're not just to suck it but you're to swallow that bone right down to the root. Show him how much you want it. Do it now!"
Ella moves into position. Todd's rod is sticking up like an odd-shaped carrot. He's definitely ready for her. She glances back at Angela, "I've never done this before! This is such an unsanitary thing to do."
Angela snorts, "Shut up and suck, Ella! It tastes better than you think and it's about time you learned something that you can't get out of a fucking computer."
Ella slowly leans down and experiments with the texture of his hardened meat. It's warm and tastes of pre-cum and raw man. It's not unpleasant as she had imagined and she slowly circles his cock head with her mouth.
"Lick his cock, Ella! Taste it and suck it. I wanna see those cheeks of yours suck him right in. That's the way, slut. Work him with your saliva to lubricate his cock tip. That's it, Ella, suck him off nice and slow, nice and slow! Show him what a cock-sucking slut you really are!"
Todd is grinning and moaning a little as his dick is engulfed by Ella's exploring, sucking mouth.
"Now, Ella, move your mouth down further. I wanna see you swallow it all, right down to his hair. Show us what kind of a cock-craving whore you really are."
Angela and Todd watch with interest as Ella's mouth slowly descends on Todd's stiff dick.
His hands instinctively reach out and he pushes Ella's head down even further on his tingling meat. "That's the way, Ella, do me! Suck that big dick! Oh yeah, baby, right down to the root!"
Angela asks, "So, Todd, is she licking it while she's sucking it?"
"She's doing pretty good for a beginner."
Angela climbs up on Todd and shoves her seeping cunt on his face. "Time to eat me out again, darling. I'm gonna turn around and you suck out my pussy while I make sure the rocket scientist gives proper head. You deserve the best and I'll make sure you get it! Oooh yeah!"
Ella teased Todd's warm flesh with her teeth. She was tempted to bite the bastard, but then how could she get her pussy properly fucked? She was growing used to the strange new taste of male dick and her throat was relaxing a little more, making it easier for her to give some nice deep-throat. Her cunt was boiling now, but it had to wait. The sex pain was getting unbearable for Ella as she licked and tasted and sucked on Todd's big member.
Angela was teasing Ella and holding her head down at the same time. "Move it up and down on him, bitch! Suck him good! I want him to cum in your mouth and you'll have to swallow his creamy juice just like a low-class slut. Yeah, that's the way, whore on that dick!"
Todd's hand crept up Angela's belly and cupped her ample tits from behind as he sucked her juices from her writhing cunt hole. Angela was grinding her cunt against his mouth, enjoying the feel of his tongue licking her hot, wet crotch.
Todd felt his cock itch and tingle as Ella's mouth performed on him. It was such a turn-on to be having his cock sucked and to play with Angela's tits and pussy hole as much as he liked. He'd never considered the possibility of enjoying two hot women at the same time and it presented his carnal desires with new and intriguing possibilities. There were so many different ways and positions he could try. He could compare the size and inner shape of their holes while he fucked the two bitches alternately. He could have them give him a double blowjob while he ate each cunt at his leisure.
Todd heard moans coming from both his naked whores. Angela's were whimpering squeals and Ella's moans were muffled and throaty. He could hear Ella sucking on him while Angela's breathing came in loud gasps.
The oral festival went on and on with Todd's dick receiving some very foxy treatment. Ella was intelligent and learned her new duties very, very fast indeed. That old familiar pressure was building and building. He gripped Angela's tits extra hard as he tensed in preparation to shoot cum into Ella's working mouth. He lunged up to meet Ella's oral caresses and then it happened. Kaswoosh! Ella's mouth ran thick with cum. She gagged and choked.
Angela grabbed Ella's long hair and forced the new slut to keep giving head. "Suck it all! Swallow all that cum and like it! That's the way, bitch! Let him know you love to drink his seed!"
Ella's face was a mess. She'd tried to swallow it, but she'd been surprised at the violence and quantity of Todd's load. The taste was strange, being sticky, creamy and a little salty all at the same time. She noticed he was soon growing soft and by God, that wouldn't do. That just wouldn't do at all. Her cunt was still throbbing unmercifully and the taste of cum and the thought she'd just plummeted to the lowest possible level of sexual depravity strangely was a powerful turn-on. She could feel her juices really flowing now and she knew at that instant she'd do absolutely anything to fuck that cock she'd just sucked to completion.
Angela chirped, "Keep sucking him, slut! Make him hard again so we can take turns fucking!"
Ella went down on Todd with a will. She swished and swirled and licked, trying to seduce that cock to prime hardness once again. Fortunately for Ella, it didn't take all that long with Angela supplying Todd with some interesting fireworks from her ripe juicy end. Angela pushed her tits against his groping hands and wiggled her cunt and clit against his exploring lips and stabbing tongue. She was letting her new patron know that she was a naughty fuck whore that had absolutely no sense of decency. She had no inhibitions when it came to wild bed sport. "Oooooo, Todd! It feels so good when you suck out my fucking crack! Lick it! Yeah, just like that! Drink me out, you pig! Oooooooo, it's so good!"
Angela finally noticed that Todd was rock-hard again. "All right, bitch, it's my turn now! Sit on his face so he can taste your lust while I work him for a while. You have to learn to share your pleasures!"
Ella said nothing as she straddled Todd. He took her by the front and slid his hands up her belly, flanks and tits. Ella's breasts were only 34C in size, but at this point in the contest, he really didn't care. They felt almost as good as Angela's.
She moved her twitching cunt to his face and the contact drove her wild. Ella was sucking in her breath as she threw her head far back, reveling in the new sensations that tore through her dripping groin. Ella was beyond speech. Her moans and cries left no doubt as to the exceptional pleasure she was getting from the event. She was helpless to resist him. Her long, lustrous dark hair fell way back and she held his hands firmly on her tits as she fucked his mouth with her trembling, aching cunt.
Todd could feel Angela sucking his cock, keeping it hard and tingly as she played wicked little oral games with his meat. Then, Angela moved and sat on his cock and rode him for all she was worth. "I'm fucking him now, Ella! It feels so fucking good! His dick is so big! Fuck me! Ooooooohhh! Fuck yeah! Ahuh! Ahuh! Ahuh! Do me, baby, do me!"
Ella was juicing now. She felt her lust liquids dripping into Todd's appreciative mouth. She also felt the bucking and thumping of Angela's body as it slammed on Todd's lunging dick. She felt his belly and hips move to meet Angela's desperate down strokes as she made the savage beast.
Angela gasped with extreme passion that rocketed through her impaled groin, "You'll just have to wait your turn, Ella. Wait until I get my rocks totally off! God, he's such a good fuck, Ella! You're gonna love it!"
Ella's groans were becoming pleas for his cock. She wanted him even more and the oral ministrations which had at first allayed a little of her desires were now adding fuel to her overheated furnace of towering lust. She slammed down on his face at the same time that Angela's cunt did on his cock. Her hands reached down and held Todd's face in place. He pinched her nipples and the sharp sensations only drove her closer to the brink. Then she heard Angela scream with a fierce climax. She could feel the shudders and convulsions through Todd's writhing body.
Angela was a pig for pussy punishment. Her ecstasy went on and on as she deliberately extended her orgasm by ramming the bony meat even harder and faster. All Ella knew was that she had to have that dick real quick or she'd lose her sanity. "I've gotta fuck your cock, Todd! You've gotta take me now!"
Angela finally relented and got off Todd's eager dick. "All right, Ella, get on your back now an open wide to receive one big bad dick!"
Todd mounted Ella and inserted his shaft deep into the new playmate. She gasped out in ecstasy as the warm fullness sliced through her writhing cunt. She practically attacked that dick with her pussy muscles. She strained on it and squeezed it for dear life as it plunged and twisted and slammed inside her. "Oh God! Fuck! Aaaaaaahhh! Yes, baby, yes! Take me more! More! Fuck me full! Oooooo! Todd! Fuck me!"
Angela knelt down beside Ella and grabbed her shapely legs and pulled them far back. Angela wanted to see Ella's cunt get really porked. Her own cunt was still twitching from Todd's dicking; it felt to her as if Todd was still inside her and she was going to make sure that Ella's cunt got done. "Now, give it to her, Todd! Ream her cunt! Dig that dizzy bitch right out! Yeah, baby! Do her! Make that naughty slut howl!"
Todd easily felt the difference between the two pussies. Angela's was soft and warm and pliable from the years of incessant fucking. It was like enjoying a fine and expensive wine. Ella's cunt was tight and slick. It didn't know the fancy, foxy movements like Angela's did. But the tightness and the sheer ferocity of Ella's inner needs soon sent him over the edge and he buried his dick into the snobby slut time and time again until he erupted inside the horny chick. He drained himself into her, letting her cunt savor the feel of his wet warmth as he finished his spurting completion. Todd smirked, "That's the way! You're getting pumped full of my cream! Yeah, baby! Yeah!"
To Ella's dismay, she hadn't climaxed yet and she was still hot for more dicking. She wailed, "I need more! Fuck me more!"
Angela interjected, "She hasn't come yet. The poor bitch hasn't creamed off. Well, we'll have to fix that!"
Angela moved down and started sucking Todd's dick quick and foxy while Ella lay there helpless, begging for more cock. Todd knew he'd come too quick but the contrast in their respective vaginal textures had been quite a turn-on.
He moved down on Ella and while Angela sucked his dick, he started eating out her prime pussy. Ella lunged to meet his slobbering touch. It helped a little but she craved the feel of that huge cock rutting inside her. It felt so much better than it had the last time she'd been with him. She wondered what had happened to change how she felt about him. Was it just nature's way of letting her know she was ready? She didn't know and at that moment she didn't care. "Hurry up, Angela, make him hard! I've gotta have it so bad!"
It wasn't long before Todd was ripe for the fucking and he lanced Ella with his rod of iron. This time he really banged her without mercy. His body impaled and forcefully pounded deep inside her itching hole. He felt her squishy pussy wrap around and clutch him with urgent desperation.
"Jerk on it, slut! Do it in quick little strokes! Oh yeah, baby! Do it just like that!"
Ella felt the climax coming long before it actually got there. It was like a giant tidal wave was building inside her abdomen. Todd slammed into her G-spot and it sent Ella into new realms of carnal bliss as the tingling sex pain tore her right up. She lunged to meet his magical thrusts. She moaned and gasped and sucked in her breath as the glory of climax grew from a promise to near reality.
"Fuck me! Rip that dick right through me! Aaaaahhh! Eeeeeeoooooooww!" she squealed. At that blinding moment, Ella attained the torrid pinnacle of orgasm and she gushed like some overflowing waterfall. Todd felt her drench him with her incredible burst of lust.
Angela could see what was happening and she grinned, "It looks like our little rocket scientist has just blasted off! Yeah, you slut! You like that big dick, doncha? Yeah, Todd! Keep ripping that naughty cunt up! Pound the bitch's pussy some more and then fuck her asshole! I wanna hear this bitch really scream!"
The slutty blonde was holding Ella's legs again. Ella yelled, "No, Todd, not that!"
Todd was beyond all control now. He used his body weight and all his strength and squeezed his dick into Ella's virgin anus. The rim was so fucking tight! Then, suddenly, it broke through and Todd was doing her dirt hole big-time with very energetic strokes.
The agony in Ella's crammed asshole was an iron poker of sheer pain. She screamed louder than when she'd climaxed. Angela used her body weight to keep Ella's legs back and down. "Take it, bitch! You're gonna get it banged all the way inside your asshole! You wanted to get fucked, Ella! Well, you're getting it everywhere he can stick his cock! Take it like a woman!"
Ella howled and lunged but she couldn't escape. Pain seared her touchhole. She could feel his swelling cock head explore her insides and every movement brought jolts of pain inside her. It also brought something else. She could feel that odd sensation coming back. The pain in her ass was stimulating her cunt and she was going to come. It was incredible!
Her anus started gripping his dick, welcoming the vicious contact, the agony and the intense tightness. The way Angela had her split open she was simply there to receive Todd's dick anywhere he wished to use it. He deliberately slowed the pace way down to drag out his own extreme pleasure and slowly her bum hole got used to the violation. Then he slipped out of her and rammed her primed cunt all the way to that wicked little spot. She erupted once again seconds after his thrusts reopened the floodgates. "Aaaahh, you nasty fuck boy! Keep fucking me! God! Fuck!"
Ella spasmed, convulsed and rippled on that rock-hard dick. Her screams were primordial and bestial as precious seconds of blazing orgasm numbed her very soul. At last, she came reluctantly back to Deneb 4. She went limp and lay there, staring at Todd and Angela. "I didn't know it could be like this. I've never felt this good before. God, what an incredible fuck!"
Angela remarked, "Now, will you go back to your residence and let us fuck in peace for a while please?"
Ella sat up, genuine surprise in her voice, "You actually want more after all that?"
Angela was already lying on her back, coaxing Todd's dick to enter her juicy cunt hole. "You better believe it! Give me more, Todd! You see, I'm a real hot slut and I just love earning my daily bread!"
Ella shook her head in obvious disbelief, as she slowly got dressed. She listened to Angela's giggles and sex cries as Todd slammed her eager crack all over again. Ella could still feel Todd's cum trickling out her own twitching cunt and her rectum felt like it was on fire, but she remembered the two bursts of blinding orgasm also.
For a few minutes, she watched Angela's cunt being ridden and rammed by Todd's energetic meat. Ella fumed with simmering inner jealousy as the wild blonde performed. Reluctantly, she turned away.
As she left, she knew she'd have to be back for more, even if she couldn't quite admit it to herself yet. But her sticky cunt knew for damned sure. It wasn't going to permit this over intelligent bitch to deprive it of that big hard cock anymore. Ella's seeping crack wasn't about to give her any peace after it had experienced such exceptional lusty joys.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Todd sat at his usual table in the cafeteria, munching something remotely edible. It was a few days after the frenzied trio gathering and Ella had been strangely distant at work.
As the perverse fates would have it, Ella sat down across from him. Her face was a study in self-deprecation. "I still can't believe what I did with you the other night. I can't believe what you did to me either. I've never lost control like that before."
Todd raised his eyebrows slightly, "Felt pretty good, didn't it?" His comment was underscored with a slight smirk.
A faint flush sprang to her cheeks and she stared into his eyes, trying to find some hidden answer there that seemed to elude her. Her voice became very low and seductively soft, "I miss you so bad, Todd. Can you come to my place tonight?"
Todd shook his head a little, "I'm already booked solid. If you want some physical interaction, you'll have to join us."
She pursed her lips for a moment, barely suppressing a jolting flash of hot anger, "I was afraid you'd say that. I wanted you all to myself. I wanted you to try new tricks with me. I suspect I've only scratched the surface of your formidable sexual talents."
"Well, professor, I'm flattered, I didn't know I'd had such an effect on your outlook on the exotic aspects of the physical world."
She leaned towards him and lowered her voice further into an ominous hiss, "Listen, you chauvinistic bastard, I don't know why but I've got the hots for you. I don't like sharing you with that strutting nympho slut that you hired for the month. She doesn't care about you. She just cares about servicing your dick for profit, for credits!"
Todd grinned, "And all this from the girl who watches the time so assiduously. My, my, what a profound change in you, professor."
Still in her hissing whisper she snapped, "And don't call me that! I'm Ella Stamen and I can't sleep at night because I'm always thinking about what you could be doing inside me! Do I have to actually beg you to come over?"
Todd stares at his cup of half-drunk coffee as if some hidden answers lurked there as well, "Make it worth my while."
Ella looks at him in genuine consternation, "What? You expect to be paid? You're fucking nuts! You and that foxy, filthy bitch!" Her fingers are growing white around the edges because she's gripping the table to keep some control of her temper.
"Well, if you were to give me a few hours off from work this afternoon so we could, let's say, go over some important research notes in the privacy of your bedroom, wouldn't that be a small price to pay for my, um, formidable services? Hmmmm?"
"You corrupting, conniving little weasel! I'd be yelling at you right now except the whole cafeteria would be scandalized. You are in-fucking-credible, Todd."
She gets up to leave and Todd asks, "Is that to be interpreted as a yes, Ella?"
She's swaying her ass at him as she walks away, "Go to hell, Todd!"
Three hours later, Todd is running his normal subroutine checking on a genetic survey, evaluating a tenth generation set of chicken embryos. A hand tugging at his arm surprises him. Ella hisses in his ear, "All right, you win! I need some extensive internal research done at home right now and you're elected."
He looks up at her with a shit-eating grin on his face, "I thought you'd never ask."
* * *
Ella lives in an upscale home. Well, at least it's upscale for Deneb 4. It has an extra bedroom where Ella keeps her home office, including an AR unit and the inevitable AI computer. The building itself is well built with ornate columns at the front and a beautiful patio ringed by a lavish garden at the rear. He doesn't find out about the lovely garden until well after Ella's frantic orgy. And yes, Ella's home is shaped like a bubble. That seems to be the standard architectural design in 4107.
Ella's really hot for him all right. As soon as she guides him to the bedroom they've undressed as if they were in a stripping contest. Ella has discovered two new exciting toys, namely her pulsing cunt and his huge prick.
You have to understand that Ella has finally become a full-fledged woman, not a mere occasional sleep easy. When she gushed on him a few nights previous, her world definitely changed. She's in love and she's trying to come to grips with Todd's cock as well as these new emotions. She hopes that if she gets royally fucked for a few weeks it'll be driven out of her system. Little does she know about the unrestrainedly mystical power of orgasmic pleasure. Such internal cravings tend to increase, not diminish.
"Do you want to learn something new, Ella?" He says this as he is practically dragged onto the bed.
Ella pulls him on top of her. She's panting with virile passion, "Just shut up and fuck me!"
Now, I tell you, isn't that the sweetest invitation you've ever heard? No muss, no fuss, just get on with it. That's how those high IQ bitches are when they know what's coming and know what they want.
Todd slowly and deliberately sinks his stiff shaft into her wet, welcoming softness. Deep and hard, in and out, down and dirty! Each stroke is methodical and calculated to feel every tight inch of her inner pussy flesh. "Now, professor, squeeze my dick with those little naughty jerks. Just like you did the other night. You better be good and don't waste too much time because Angela is expecting me no later than six. I took the liberty of telling her I had a very, um, delicate research project to finish."
Ella was straining on his driving dick and his words had little effect. All she wanted was the searing delight that grew inside her. "You're so deep inside me, Todd! Ooooooh, Todd! Fuck it faster! Harder! God! You're such a disgusting beast! Oooooh!"
He talks in rhythm to his slowly increasing thrusts, "You see, Ella, this is the kind of research I actually like the most. Now, push your legs back further. That's it! Now, fuck like a nasty slut, Ella! Jerk on that cock! Yeah, just like that!"
He kisses her calves and instep. His mouth sucks her wiggling toes while his meat ravishes the bimbo's boiling cunt. Her quivering flesh writhes and jerks all over his vigorous penetrations, informing Todd's rod that the soft sheath it is rutting into enjoys every tingling second of this all-out assault.
Ella gasps with building bliss, "Do you like it?"
He mumbles, "Yeah."
"Are you going to squirt off in my pussy?"
He speeds up his thrusts and firmly clutches her tits, "You better believe it, bitch! Now, hang on for the ride, you tricky little tramp! You're gonna get it!"
"Yes, Todd! Give it to me! All the fucking way! Oooooh! Ram me! Oh God! I love it!"
He can feel her giving up the battle of ego as she reveals her heart to him. Ella lunges to meet his vigorous plunging drives. Her cunt juice mingles with his pre-cum making her writhing pussy a mushy delight. Their bodies blend as one mass of twisting, plunging flesh. Her tits are crushed and her nipples toyed with.
Time after time his mouth finds hers and its double bliss as their bodies take total control. Todd feels her moans even more than hearing them. His blood is pounding in his head, his face is flushed and his eyes are wild and glazed with desire. All he cares about is how great his cock feels inside tight, squirming Ella.
She's a smart cookie all right. She's learning how to fuck like the most rampaging whore on the auction block. He's learned to hold his own searing joy back to some extent and he's gratified when Ella screeches in his ear when her shattering moment comes. It's another gusher. His dick is just long enough to rub and slam her G-spot so her orgasms are violent and dramatic. Well, they are to her at least.
"You're gonna give me an around the world, Ella! That's what you're researching today. That was the first step. Here comes the second." With that, he tosses her legs aside and lunges his dick into her open surprised mouth. "Suck it, bitch! Yeah, baby! All the way down! Gulp it, slut! Suck it faster and taste me with your tongue, you whore!" He's still clutching her tits as he lunges straight down. "I love fucking your mouth, Ella! Play on that dick! You're getting a sticky sweet drink! Take it and like it!"
Ella is gagging on his dick, trying to breathe and suck and toy with that meat that keeps jamming down into her salivating throat. She feels him tensing soon and she knows all too well what is coming. What she doesn't know is that Todd snuck a half-dose of one of those happy pills when she turned away for a moment to unlock her domicile door. Oh well, all's fair in love and whore! Yeah, I know, another lousy pun. I just can't help it.
This time, Todd yells with animalistic joy as his cock bursts into Ella's slurping mouth. The lovely chokes as she ingests the squirting eruption when it is blasted right down her gurgling gullet. Her mouth is filled with warm, sticky liquid that drowns out all other tastes and all other considerations. All of her attention is focused on swallowing and to a lesser extent, breathing.
"Swallow it all, bitch! Guzzle it! That's it! Gulp it all and keep sucking it until it's nice and hard again. I'm not through with you, slut!"
Ella had to admit to herself she'd begged for all this. She'd practically forced him to come to her place and she'd almost tom off his clothes, she'd been in such a hurry. Now she was greedily drinking his cum like some low-life tramp.
He made her suck with only brief respites. "Work that dick, Ella! Get it hard for phase three!"
When Todd's cock was finally stiff enough, he removed it and headed south.
Ella asked, "What's phase three, love?"
"This!" He lanced his meat right down into her sore rectum. "Come on, baby! Fuck me with your ass! Cramp on it, you cock-teasing tramp!"
She felt that exquisite pain rush through her once again, although it wasn't quite as bad as it had been the first time.
"Relax and go with it, slut!"
"Oh God! You're tearing me up!" Ella forced herself to relax as Todd's dick drove into her anal cavity. The pain slowly gave way to an anticipated ecstasy that spread through her entire crotch and belly. Suddenly, Ella yelled, "Fuck my ass! I'm coming! Sweet Jesus, I'm coming! Ooooooooh! God! Fuck!"
But this time, Todd wasn't about to let her ass off so easily. Fie wanted to shoot his scum all the way into her dirty hole. He thrilled at the tightness and firmness of the anus that was only slowly learning how to yield to his throbbing, violating dick.
Ella was covered now in sweat as she strained and clenched his driving cock as best she could. She was trying to fuck his dick and get away from it at the same time. The pain was intense and yet things were happening to her insides that were very far from unpleasant. She was growing to like ass fucking, though she had to admit it was an acquired taste.
"You want my little ass, you beast? God, you're so fucking big in my ass! Oooooh fuck!" There were tears in Ella's moist eyes from the joy and the pain. Her hands clutched Todd's ass as she tried to slow him down and speed him up at the same time. Her anal muscles were jerking on his ramming staff with incredible speed as she sought the powerful release that she knew would be her reward for this wicked new delight.
Todd finally felt that tingling, overpowering itch. He'd done her asshole for over fifteen minutes, perhaps closer to twenty, he wasn't into watching clocks. He thought of the way Angela fucked him that morning and his cream surged out his dick and into Ella's squirming asshole. "Yeah, baby! Take it all!"
She felt the wetness shooting into her bum. She held him there when it was over and looked into his eyes, "Todd, you are one bad fucker. Were you aware of that?"
"The thought had flitted across my mind now that you mention it." He lay atop her with his dick resting limp on her belly. His lips traced little patterns on her tits, neck and lips.
Ella smirked, "Was that an around the world, Todd?"
"Yeah, except I didn't cum in your pussy this time. But it still counts. Your cunt gushed and I filled your mouth and ass so all three bases got covered one way or the other."
"You are so sick, Todd. I don't have the faintest idea why I've fallen for you. You're a chauvinist, a slut fucker and a lazy good for nothing lab tech with an IQ probably below 150 and yet, you do something to me, Todd."
"I don't just do something to you, Ella, I do everything to you."
"Can't you stay the rest of tonight with me, love? I'll do anything you like. I promise! I'll be a good girl. I'll fuck you and blow you and let you fill up my little asshole all over again. Would you like to do all of that to me, Todd?"
"I prefer you much more as a very bad, bad girl. You are definitely becoming a very nasty, naughty girly slut and I love it."
"I had a feeling you'd say something like that. Please, Todd, fuck me again. I want you to spray my pussy even if it takes you an hour to do it. I want a complete around the world."
"The pair of you will be the death of me. I really have to get going. I've got a hot blonde wench waiting for what you've just drained. She's already going to wonder why it will take me an hour to squirt her foxy little cunt."
"But she doesn't care about you like I do, does she?"
"To be honest with you, I'm not sure. We haven't taken a happy pill and she's putting out as good as Jeanine did with the pill."
Ella sits up with some dismay, "Who is Jeanine?"
"Oh, she was the first slut I hired. I only had her for a weekend though. She was my initiation into what honest to God screwing really is."
The next thing he sees is Ella's pillow plowing into his face. "Get out of here, you lecherous beast! You're impossible! I should have you arrested for sexual harassment!"
As he quickly dresses, she glares at him from the bed and he smirks, "Just let me know when you want some further research into human mating habits, professor.
* * *
Angela was very sweet and sexy that evening. Her cunt massaged Todd's impaling cock in the tender yet most visceral ways. She lay open to him like some new country ready to be exploited and ravished for all its hidden treasures. Angela was warm and soft and so comforting with her pretty pussy's ways.
This time, they came together in mutual ecstasy. Their bodies blended as one. It was like they were in their own little universe for those magical moments. Finally she said, "It took you a long time to cum tonight, darling. Why were you late? Hmmmm?"
He smiled at her, "Do I detect a double meaning in that question, love?"
"Perhaps, you wouldn't be seeing the professor on the side, would you? Hmmmmm?"
At that moment, he knew that she knew. "How do you know?"
She sighed a little, "When you've been with her you make love to me a little differently. I can't explain how, I just know. You're more intense and longer lasting. Oh, I'm not complaining, I'm just your paid whore after all, but...."
Todd fixes her with his gaze, eye to eye, "But you're growing fond of me, aren't you?"
"Yes, Todd. You make me feel new and alive and I haven't felt this way in years. When you're inside me I feel so wonderful. I'm blazing hot when you fuck me and I don't need any happy pill either. If I'm not in love with you, it's something damn close."
He lay prone on her bare warmth, holding Angela while listening to her gentle breathing and her heart rapidly beating. Slowly, he licked the underside of her breasts and let his hands roam over her soft, silky curves and crevices. At last, he spoke very quietly, "It would appear that I have some decisions to make. As far as you're concerned, what are my options? Please be completely honest with me."
Her hand stroked his damp hair and she kissed him first from sheer delight and then from slowly growing vaginal hunger. "The way I see it, love, you have three choices with regards to me. You can terminate my services at the end of this month. You can hire me for another month or a longer term if you still need me or want more time to see if I have true rapport with you. Or you can arrange a domestic contract with me. I'd just love to be your full-time lover and friend."
"You mean you'd like to be my wife?"
"In a word, yes. But it has to be your decision. I know what I'd like but that isn't enough, you have to want me in that way as well. If it makes you feel more at ease, I'd even put up with that bitch, the professor. She does add a certain spice to it all."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, if I have to share your sexual favors with her, than so be it. I know many men love having two women to attend to their every need and sometimes when a girl needs a night off, the other one fills in and the male of the species is very content. It's not that uncommon an arrangement." Now, darling, I'm thirsty, so why don't you slide that big dick into my mouth and I'll get you nice and hard for some more fucking? Would you like to redo my hot little pussy? Would you like to fuck my asshole and make it sore again? I just bet you would!"
"You know, Angela, when you're right, you're right!" He watches as Angela's sensuous mouth slowly engulf his soft prick. Her cheeks implode as her sensitive sucks become more and more vigorous. Her lips caress and work around his slowly hardening shaft and all's right with Todd's world.
Angela would be a very pleasant full-time whore or even wife. How pleasant it would be to be sucked off and to plunge his dick into Angela's white-hot holes night after steamy night and morning after breathtaking morning.
She might be thirsty but soon he removes his dick from her succulent mouth and jams it deep into her cunt while she howls in unbridled pleasure. "Fill up my cunt, big boy! Do it! Just do it! Aaaaaahhhhhhh! Ahuh! Ahuh! Harder! Harder! Give me that meat!"
For the moment, he doesn't have to make any decisions. All he has to do is fuck and fuck and fuck. He speeds up his thrusts and Angela cries out as her inner fires are stoked like some boiler in a runaway locomotive. Then he slows down and tantalizes the blonde harlot, making her beg for a further rampage.
Todd itches for her most tempting tightness and switches to her bum hole and drives the screaming bimbo totally wild. He sucks her toes and grabs her tits with eager hands. His tingling rod rams her clutching anus and then proceeds to plow her oozing cunt. He wants Angela in every possible way. After so many previous ejaculations, he's able to romp inside her for a very long time, much to the delight of his howling playmate.
Angela's climaxing with incredible regularity, responding to his deep, driving dick. She's playing the wicked whore at her foxiest best. Her crotch is an open road where he can travel at any speed or intensity he likes. His firm flesh wanders around all through her soft, moist insides.
Suddenly, Angela's G-spot violently erupts from the puissant stabbing of his cunt-slicing cock. She giggles and screams and even weeps with the sheer ecstasy of it all and to think, all this is hers without a happy pill! All she is capable of saying is, "More, Todd! More!"
He turns her around and keeps giving it to her doggy style. They're both on their knees. The horny blonde bitch rams her groin against his throbbing meat, forcing him to fuck her as deep as possible. He clutches her waist and forces her to fuck harder and faster. "Give it to me, Todd! Fuck my hole! Take it all! Every fucking inch! Oooooh God!"
Angela becomes totally aggressive as her body craves further invasive activity from Todd. Soon, she's riding his rigid dick, using her anus to full effect. "You dirty slut fucker! Now you're really going to get it! I'm gonna bust your balls, big boy!"
Shrieks of joy come from her wide-open mouth as blazing lust rips through her entire groin. She moves him to her cunt and the ride continues. Angela puts all her body weight behind every plunge. She's forcing her insides to explode. She craves ecstasy. "Now, get on top of me and totally fuck my holes, baby!"
He forcefully takes her. He knows what she wants and he splits the wild bitch's pussy wide open and drills her as if he hasn't done cunt for a week. Angela is an excellent fuck fox. She knows just how to squeeze and clench and jerk on his cock. She knows how to increase that burning itch in his dick tip. The yellow-haired slut soon feels him tense. "Give it to me, fuck boy! Give it to me! Stretch me! Squirt me!"
For a split second, he thinks of what he did to Ella's cunt earlier that day and then his cum jets into Angela's mushy fuck hole. She croons, "Ahuh! Ahuh! Drain it, baby! Squirt all that scum into my cunt! Oh yeah! You just love it, don't you? You just love filling my pretty little pussy all the time."
When he's finished, he wipes his dick off on her pink crotch and watches her grin at him and whisper, "I can tell you like my pretty pussy a lot, Todd. It's still early, baby, do you want to fuck me all over again? Or would you like me to suck your cock while you eat my cunt? Hmmmmm?"
Todd moans a little. His two women had drained him that night and yet, it was still early.
Needless to say, it wasn't long before Angela was lying on top of Todd doing a very nasty and delicately slow version of the sixty-nine position. As I mentioned before, it was very hard for Todd to turn down such salacious offers from such a beautiful and horny woman. He was getting sore but what a pleasant way to be so tenderly teased an irritated into further bliss.
Her tongue softly slurped down on him while her swishing mouth sucked at the tip and proceeded down his entire shaft. It was the highest quality deep-throat he'd ever had and soon he was stiffened to an aching hardness that had to be relieved inside his newfound lover.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Between the unpredictable bouts of intense passion with Ella and the regular orgies with Angela, the month passed very pleasantly for Todd. There were even a few more nights when the threesome got together for some very wild romps. But soon, decision time was at hand and he knew he needed some professional advice.
* * *
Winthrop, Tookem & Howe Attorneys was a prestigious firm located on Altair 3. This stellar class company had a staff of some seventy-five lawyers of differing experience and areas of expertise.
Jim Collins specialized in family law and it was this person that Todd Filler went to visit. Todd decided to go to Altair 3 to get a neutral viewpoint and to make sure his discussion was kept completely confidential. Small colonies were noted for barroom gossip, even among professionals. This was even true in such places as Deneb 4, which did not have any bars except at the mines.
Todd entered the well-appointed office and Jim Collins gave him a friendly handshake as the young lab tech approached an overstuffed chair. Collins was tall and exceptionally urbane. The middle-aged lawyer had a pronounced nose, sharp blue eyes and well-groomed gray hair. "So, Mister Filler, what can I do for you?"
Todd slumped back in the very comfortable chair, "I have a rather interesting problem. I'm a colonist on Deneb 4. As you probably know, the place is known for being a research workstation and it can be difficult to obtain the services of a willing female companion. I mean, there's nothing there except research labs and miles of sand."
"And some interesting copper mines I understand," Collins interjected.
"Yes, but those are hundreds of miles from where we reside. Anyway, there are two women who have expressed interest in obtaining me as a permanent contract partner."
Collins lifts his eyebrows, "Two you say? From such a desolate place?"
"Yes, and I need to know what my legal options are. Can I take them both? Do I have to choose one over the other?"
Collins arches his hands into a small pyramid and closes his eyes in thought for a few moments. "Mister Filler, as far as I know, most of the colonies have no numeric restriction on social contracts. If you want two women, you can have two women, assuming of course the proper consent decrees are signed and witnessed and certain property provisions are put in place. You're also allowed to take a wife and legally employ the services of an auction sex mate, provided the wife consents to such an arrangement, which is surprisingly common. Apparently, women have become more realistic in accepting that many men need a certain amount of variety and, of course, women usually are allowed to get some variety as well. But to get back to your original question, I can arrange all the contracts and agreements for you and either or both of these women you speak of. Here's my card, just let me know when the happy event takes place. I can have everything done in a few hours. All you need do is bring your two women with you and everything can be arranged in this office with proper copies sent to the registry on Deneb as well."
* * *
That evening, Todd was sitting with Ella in her apartment. They were sipping brandy and listening to some jazz. "So, Ella, I got some advice today about my current romantic situation. It's becoming decision time."
Ella sipped some more brandy, "Oh?"
"Yes, Ella, some of these decisions are mine and some are yours. I've decided to keep Angela, not as my whore but as my contract partner. She has agreed wholeheartedly, so that brings me to you. You have three choices." He figured the best approach was to appeal to her intellect. "You can tell me to go to hell, which is what I suspect you are thinking right now, but please hear me out."
Ella said with obvious coolness, "Proceed."
"Your second choice is that you can occasionally entertain me when you feel the need."
"In other words, you will permit me to be your part-time unpaid whore? Is that it?"
"As I said, that is a choice."
At this point, Ella's eyes were glittering with mild indignation, "Or?"
"The third choice is that you can also become my permanent contract partner along with Angela. It's all quite legal and both of you would have equal rights under the law, especially if we set up the contracts simultaneously. I know you've enjoyed our threesomes and we'd have our own private times as I also would with Angela."
"And why should I agree to such an outrageous proposal?"
He could see from the glint in her eyes that he was speaking with a jealous woman and he approached this tricky ground very carefully. "Ella, you are a career woman. There will be times when you are so caught up in your research you won't have time for anybody or anything else. You're also prone to severe mood swings. There will be nights when you don't want to be touched or even talked to. There will be other nights when you will be as hot as a volcano. So all I need to do during those nights when you are doing an important project study or you don't want me around, is Angela whose sexual temperature is as constant as the sun. On the other hand, you'll be satisfied as much as you need to be and you'll probably do even better research than you do now with all your inner tensions satisfied. Think about it."
"Very logical, my dear Todd. It fits so nicely, except for one thing."
Todd arched an eyebrow, "And what's that?"
"I can't stand the bitch! She's a fucking paid for whore and she's fucked hundreds!"
"Do you want separate bedrooms? Do you want separate living quarters? What's the score?"
"I don't know, Todd. I've got to think about it."
"All right, Ella, I can appreciate that. Just think about this though, I need both of you. You offer different things and the variety of your lovemaking is stimulating. I've noticed my own research productivity has increased since both of you have become part of my life. So add that into your equation and please let me know soon."
Ella was obviously interested so she asked, "How soon is soon?"
"How about by next Thursday?"
"All right, Todd, I'll let you know by then. Now, how about some positive reinforcement?" She'd put down her glass and her hands were unbuttoning his shirt. Her tits welcomed his cupping hands and her kiss promised a wild night.
Minutes later, he was riding her on her messed up bed. She didn't try to hide her joy as her cunt was systematically savaged by his lust-fired prick. She eagerly pulled him to her and wrapped her slender legs around him. Her kiss was pure hunger. Ella hadn't had him for two days and she couldn't believe how her body craved his dick, even after their occasional trysts over the last month.
Deep down inside, she knew she would give into his bargain. She couldn't live without his cock ramming her insides at least once in a while. She'd even gotten used to anal sex and the unique pleasures of sucking cock and drinking cum. Ella couldn't understand why it had taken the intervention of another woman to make her see the truth about herself, she could have had Todd all to herself if she'd acted like a real woman just a few months earlier.
But then, what would have happened later? Would he have ripped off pieces on the side when she'd reduced her sexual hunger and her ability to please him? At least this way the devil she knew as Angela Turner was better than the possible devils she didn't know. At least Angela was clean and cooperative to some extent.
Todd had been honest with her. Ella knew herself. She knew she would be prone to mood swings and what they called research mania in the industry. How great it felt to have his dick ramming inside her eager, juice-seeping cunt. During these magical moments she would have shared him with a dozen sluts. Between kisses, she begged for a quicker, harder pace. When she finally attained a fierce cunt-searing orgasm, she made her decision.
Todd felt Ella's G-spot break and drench him and his own passion rose like a tidal wave breaking against rocky cliffs. He tensed and groaned and his seed shot into Ella's wiggling, squirming love crack in a powerful rush. Burst after diminishing burst spasmed into her until he lay on top of her, panting hard and out of breath.
Ella enfolded him with her smooth, warm legs and hungry arms. "You sex-crazed beast! I love you! I'll share you with that bimbo! Just promise me you'll respect me as I respect you!"
Todd looked into her deep loving eyes, her glint of intelligence for once was replaced with actual tenderness. "I've always respected you, Ella, even when you made me angry enough to tan your ass. I know you are a woman of quality and vast value. You may even hold the keys to some discovery that will help the race improve on its road to whatever destiny the fates have in store for us. Doesn't your body tell you that I need you just as much as Angela?"
She smiled at that, "Yes, love, I guess I can get used to Angela someday. For now, I think separate bedrooms are in order. When you're inside me, I prefer to have you all to myself. Well, at least most of the time."
* * *
So that is how Todd Filler got to have two wives on the barren planet of Deneb 4. Over time, the arrangement worked quite well. Todd was content. After all, the anatomical differences of the women's sex cracks were delicious variety for him.
The two women sucked and fucked differently. Angela was smoother and more pliant while Ella was tighter and more intense. To be sure, Ella had plenty of cool days, but when she needed Todd the most, he was there for her and he was definitely big, bad and hungry. Angela was content because her sexual needs were taken care of and she now had a home to call her own. In short order, she gave up her apartment at Cerberus and canceled her contract with the auction network.
Soon, they were all living in Ella's roomy domicile and many an evening was spent in the most lascivious sex triangles that can possibly be imagined. Oh, they have their occasional disagreements, usually sparked by jealousy, but making up is always orgasmic heaven.
Sometimes, Todd recalls the words of the contract vow with a smile: 'We take you, Todd Filler, as our lawful husband. You are ours to hold till death or divorce do us part."
