Smuggler (Mf Mm sci-fi pedo rom cons oral) 
by SupMario

Chapter One

As I settled my freighter gently down in the docking bay's hanger, warning
messages flashed to the left of me, as I gazed over the cockpit's controls
once more, double checking that all systems were shutting down correctly.
That last run had been a tough one, what with the Telarian Cruiser attacking
me and nearly crippling my ship in the process.  I was just glad that I'd
installed that new hyperdrive accelerator.  Without it, I'd never have been
able to escape.

I made sure the clamping locks were in place and made my way out onto the
busy hanger.  I signalled a loader droid and gave it the orders for the cargo
in my ship.  It immediately opened the outer cargo bay on my ship and began
unloading the valuable cargo.

I went to the nearest lift and rode it up to the command deck to make my
report to the Commander.  I really disliked working for the military, but
they paid well, at least.  But Commander Shawkin, who I had been smuggling
quantum translocating chips for, would be expecting a personal report from 
me, so I might as well get it over with.

The lift stopped and I walked out into the drab grey corridors, and was
quickly confronted with armed guards who stared at me menacingly until I
showed them my level omega access card and they quickly went back to their
former bored-out-of-their-skulls existance.  I made my way down the twisting
corridors until I came to the right door, and pressed my thumb on the 
identification grid next to the door.  

The door opened quietly and I walked in, pointedly ignoring the naked young
boys lying around everywhere.  The Commander was not shy about the fact that
he was very much into little boys.  I walked into his private office, knowing
he'd be there this time of day, and found him sitting at his desk, a young 
boy knealing in front of him, servicing his "master's" cock.  The Commander
had some amazing mental powers which had helped him get to the position he
was in, and kept him there.

"Ah, Mr. Targin you've returned.  I see you've again been successful.  How
grand, please sit.  I have a surprise for you."

I sat in a chair in one corner of his office and a small boy of maybe 7 or 8
came into the office, stark maked as usual, and nealt on the floor in front
of me and waited.

I looked up at the Commander questioningly but then felt the boy's hands at
my groin, opening my pants and pulling out my limp cock.  Boys aren't my 
thing and the Commander knew it.  Before I could protest or get up however,
the blonde haired boy engulfed my entire cock in his mouth and began urgently
sucking and licking me, giving me the best head I'd had in years.  This kid
had talent!  I was shocked and amazed at the small boy sucking my cock with
such expertise.  I simply lay my head back and enjoyed the pleasant feelings
my cock was relaying to my brain.

After what seemed an eternity, I felt my climax building and my balls 
tightening until I came violently in the child's mouth.  Rope after thick
rope of my seed gushed into the eager boys's mouth, and he swallowed it all
down until I had spent my last drop and he gave one last kiss to my deflating
cock as it came out of his mouth.  He put my pants back in order and quietly
left as I regained my senses and looked over at the Commander, who was 
smiling at me, a devilish grin on his face.

"Like that, huh?  I knew you would.  Here's your pay, as promised."  He 
handed me a credit chip and I quickly placed it into my portable scanner,
verifying that the funds were really there.  They were.  I bowed gracefully
at him and left, eager to get out of the creepy guy's office.  He had been
trying to seduce me for months now, and the fact that I wasn't the least bit
interested simply made him all the more eager.  I was afraid he was going
to try something this time, and I was glad I got off with just a blowjob
from one of little slaves.

That made up my mind though.  No more doing runs for him anymore.  I was
sure that next time he'd fuck me.  He was losing patience with me, and I
think he realized the only way I was going to do ANYTHING with him, was if
he used his power on me.  Now that I thought about it, he must have used it
to keep me from stopping the boy, cause I normally would have.  Even though
it had been one of the best damn blowjobs I've ever had in my life, I still
felt disgusted now.

I went down to the hanger and got back aboard my ship and quickly left the
space station, glad to be getting out of there.  I set course for the Malary
system, and went back to my cabin to get some sleep.  I had sufficient 
warning systems set up that I'd be awakened if anything out of the ordinary
happened.  I shrugged off my clothes and hopped into bed, glad to finally be
getting some sleep.

I awoke with a start.  The warning system was beeping at me, and all sorts of
warning messages were flying through the small monitor by the bed.  I cursed,
got dressed and went to the cockpit to see what what all the fuss was about.
It was a small fighter of some type.  It was firing at my ship with some type
of energy beam.  The shipboard computer had automatically raised my shields
when the ship drew near, and it didn't look like the energy beam was going
to penetrate my shields.  I quickly scanned the other ship and found it
lacking shields, odd.

Why was it attacking me?  Surely it knew it couldn't get through my shields?
I sent off a warning shot, designed to scare the thing away, and to my utter
shock it imploded as soon as I hit it.  Hmm.  Must have been some kind of
self-destruct.  Well, no time to wory about that.  I was coming up on my 
destination.

The Malary system had two colonized worlds, both similar to earth-prime, but
the largest of the two, Bilan, had a thriving space port that was good for
picking up smuggling jobs of all kinds.  I docked, then left ship to check
out the local scene.  I went over to Delara's Cantina and ordered a galactic
gargle-blaster.  I had acquired a taste for the things since a hitchhiker
had introduced me to them a few years ago.  They pack quite a punch.  I'm
one of the few humans who ever orders them in this place.

Well after a few drinks I became alot more sociable, and I began talking to
the others around me and found an old geazer who wanted to find passage to
the Binor system.

"My name's Scott Targin.  My ship is a MX-1 Freighter, it can get you there
in a few days if you have the money.  How many passangers?  Just you?"

"Yes, just me.  So how much?"

"2500 credits, half in advance.  You pay me the rest when we get there."

"Okay, here's the money.  How soon can we leave?  I'll pay you extra if we
can leave NOW."

"Sure thing.  Let's go."  I led him out of the cantina to my ship and he 
strapped himself in beside me in the cockpit while I detatched the ship
from the docking clamps and headed for deep space.  As soon as we'd broken
orbit, I set the coordinates for the Binor system and showed him a cabin
where he could rest and relax.  I showed him the holocubes in case he got
bored and went back to the cockpit where I'd be spending the next few days.

I never slept when I had passengers on board.  I had a drug for these
occasions that kept me from getting tired until the thing wore off, which
didn't happen as long as you kept the dosage up.  Of course, you can't take
it longer then a week at a time, otherwise you can slip into a coma once
the stuff wears off.  I know that from personal experience.

The trip there was uneventful, so I won't bore you with the details.

Once we got to the Binor system, we set down on Binor Minor, our destination,
and the old man had me come with him to a very scummy apartment building
where he entered and came back out with my money.  I thanked him and went
on my way, back to my ship.

As soon as I got there, I felt like something was wrong, but I couldn't see
what.  I quickly did a scanner sweep over the entire ship and didn't find 
anything unusual so I set the internal scanners for continuous sweep just
to be sure and I went up to the cockpit and made the jump to lightspeed.

I made my way back to new earth and home.  I set the ship down and made ready
to leave when I past the scanner console.  It had found something.  There was
a small lifeform in the cargo hold.  I got out my blaster and went outside to
check it out.  As soon as I opened the hold, a small filth-covered child 
stared back at me, huddled in a corner, scared out of its wits.  I say 'it'
because I couldn't tell either way if it was a boy or girl as dirty and
mangy as the child was.  I put my blaster away and held my hand out to the
kid.

"Hey, it's okay.  I won't hurt you.  You can trust me, okay?"

The small child studied my face entently and then nodded in agreement and
put its small hand in my own and I led the child into my loft, so I could
clean the kid up and find out what kind of stow away I'd discovered.  I was
a bit astonished at the fact that the kid had gone from scared shitless to
totally trusting in a matter of minutes.  I took the kid into the bathroom
and showed it the shower and asked if he/she could manage it alone.  The
child grinned and nodded so I left and went to the kitchen where I fixed
us both something to eat.  The poor kid looked like he/she hadn't eaten in
days, and I was pretty hungry too.  

Just as I was putting the food on the table, the kid walked into the kitchen
wearing the robe I had left in the bathroom.  She was a girl.  That much was
obvious, now.  Her long red hair, which had been matted and bunched together,
now hung luxuriously over her shoulders, hung down almost to her waist.  Her
sparkling green eyes seemed to laugh as I asked to her to sit and eat with
me.  She sat down at the table, grinning at me and ate ravenously, eating
almost three times what I did.  

When she was finally full, we went to the living room and talked.

"Well, first off what's your name?"

"Carrie, sir."

"Well Carrie, my name's Scott.  I'm glad to meet you.  How old are you?"

"Eleven, sir."

"Carrie, you can drop the 'sir' stuff.  I'm only 24.  Now why did you hide
on my ship?"

It was a long and sad tale of abuse and neglect.  Her parents had both died
during a routine flight and she'd been shuttled off to live with her uncle
who beat her and abused her until one day he took her into the city with him
and the two of them had been attacked by thieves.  Her uncle had been killed
and she had run away, frightened.

She had lived on the streets for over a year before the authorities had 
discovered her.  She was on the run from them when she hid in my ship.
I sat back and thought about what I was going to do with her.  I couldn't
keep her, not with the work I do.  Smuggling is not the most healthy
environment for a growing child.  Maybe... no.  My parents hated my guts.
I very much doubted they'd even let me in the door, kid or no kid.

Carrie must have known what I was contemplating, because she got up and
sat down in my lap and put her arms around me.  

"Please don't send me away!"  She buried her face in my chest and started
crying her eyes out.  I put my arms around her as my heart melted.  I 
couldn't give up this wonderful child.  She'd felt so much pain in the
past few years that I couldn't think of sending her away. 

"Okay, Carrie.  If you want to, you can stay with me."

She looked up at me through teary eyes and smiled at me.  She nuzzled against
me and simply laid in my arms, resting her head on my chest.  She lay like
that for an hour before my tiring day finally caught up with me and I took
Carrie to bed with me.  She woke up while I carried her to bed and as I sat
her down on the bed, she took the robe and slid naked under the covers,
grinning at me as I undressed and got into bed beside her.  She snuggled up
against me and fell asleep, and I followed her son after.

I was dreaming about screwing a voluptuous red head, feeling my cock sliding
in and out of her warm cunt when I suddenly realized... it felt too real!
I opened my eyes and found Carrie on top of me, slowly grinding her eleven
year old cunt onto my hard cock.  Oh god, I'd never felt _anything_ as
wonderful as this beautiful girl's clasping, greedy cunt!  It felt like her
pussy was slowly milking my cock, sending spikes of pure pleasure all over
my body, as I lay there staring into Carrie's hypnotic green eyes.

Neither of us said a word as she began grinding her hips over mine faster
and faster, lost in the need to find her release.  My own orgasm was building
within me as Carrie's head flew back and she let out a cry of total
abandonment, then looked me right in the eyes, and her green eyes flashed
at me.  She looked like a hungry animal, right then, finding a glorious
feast, and I was the main course!

Her hips increased their tempo and my climax was suddenly upon me as I gushed
my hot seed into her young receptive womb, sending her over the edge once
again.  She collapsed on top of me and we both fell asleep again, holding
each other tightly.  She's so beautiful, I thought, as I drifted off.

End of Ch. 1