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(M+/f, prost, sci-fi) *** For as long as she could remember, Gina had wanted to be a PLUN and a level four Pleasure Unit at that, the pinnacle of sexual strength and wondrous joy, the golden and tireless vagina and luscious body. Nothing else would do. All her anatomically correct Barbies were PLUNs and all of them were put away with a virile Space Cadet or well-hung Fleet Warrior between their shapely legs, his gigantic purple-headed phallus jammed into their tight-lipped slot. Her favorite shows were all deep space dramas in which PLUNs, with gobs of semen dripping from their bulging pussies, urged on their well-satisfied men to defeat the aliens or conquer new worlds. The girls were not only beautiful, they were eager, inventive and always ready to serve and please, spreading for the fleet they called it. She had read and reread Fifty Ways to Please a Captain until it would not display anymore and then begged for a new copy. By the time she was nine, she knew the twelve basic positions in the PLUN handbook and at least two variations of each, and she had found her older sister's sex toys and learned to use them all, even the painful anal ones that brought tears to her blue eyes. Gina entered sex-service prep school at age ten, almost two years younger than most of the students and able to move a foot-long dildo in and out without touching it and on some days, to rotate it. She quickly rose to top her class in both physical and mental tasks, having become the favorite fuck partner of every adolescent male and most of the girls as well, for PLUNS, she quickly learned, did not only serve men. She graduated in three years having enjoyed several of her younger masters and was admitted to the Academy at once after having laid a congressmen and all his male staff members one sunny afternoon. The thirteen-year-old beauty seduced two instructors and four cadet officers in her plebe week, doing one of them while hanging by her knees and another while studying for her astrophysics entry test with his notes. At the end of the first trimester her GPA was 4.0, her sex drive level was off the charts, and she was twice named slut of the session, a rare honor for a cadet, especially considering how young she was. By then she was pleasuring four men a day on a graded basis and had three loyal and eager lovers on the side, one of whom was an experienced space navigator with two wives and families. She slept with a different male almost every night and posted a sign-up list on her ID page. As she got more mature she became even more beautiful and more eager to please uniformed men. Hyper-kegel excises strengthened her pudenda muscles and improved her control. Tension training powered her pectorals and her abs were rock hard. Her face was angelic except for her full red lips which always looked ready to suck and usually wore a shy and knowing smile. Her body was voluptuous and ultra-show-girl lithe at the same time, with incredible legs a meter long and a ass as round as a volleyball. Her luscious breasts, once nearly conical, were becoming globes of firm flesh that barely jiggled when she fucked. Gina, to no one's surprise graduated near the top of her class and was immediately assigned to a sub- cruiser, a new class that operated both under water and in deep space. She was relegated to the lowest level as a Pleasure Unit One, and assigned a bunk and four bunk-mates, ensigns and jg's who couldn't believe their luck. At age seventeen, Gina stood 1.9 meters and weighed a well-muscled fifty-seven kilos or about 125 pounds. In her high-heeled service boots she was the perfect height for standing intercourse and her long and shapely legs were ready to wrap about any male needing solace or encouragement or one who sought to escape without spending his jism. Some men had to beg to be freed from her loving grasp. Narrow-waisted (55 cm/21 in) and full-breasted, a pair that stood high and proud, measuring 99 cm (39 in), jutting out and upward, tipped with coral knobs that could extend like thumbs when properly excited, the size of ten-pounders as one gunner put it, she was the epitome of a model PLUN, and her pirated image appeared regularly in the adolescent sex journals and even in salacious cartoons. Atop this curvaceous and luscious body was a handsome head and pretty face wearing tightly braided golden hair that when combed out hung half-way down her muscular back. Except for the ability to hoist dead weight, she was a physical match for almost any crew member and exercised regularly with twenty-kilo irons and ion-powered phalluses. She was fast, supple and brave as well as very beautiful. In her tiny, clinging uniform with the vest seldom closed, she was an eye- opener and erection maker. In prep school she had become famous for her sucking and swallowing ability and that reputation followed her to her first ship. By the end of her third 16-hour watch, her assignment was changed from engine room to captain's staff and her rating to a PLUN2, the fastest promotion in fleet history. She could not stop smiling, even when sucking and often pleased three officers at once since she had mastered both manual and pedal techniques. The ship's captain, an experienced thirty-five-year- old lieutenant commander, was provided with a PLUN4 as a matter of course, but when he saw Gina on her first signals deck watch, he sent his mature lover off to the crew's mess and put the voluptuous level 2 youngster in his cot. Gina smiled and nearly cooed when the Nubian captain stripped off his fatigues and fondled his immense member as it hung thick and flabby between his hairy thighs. She reached out and pulled it to her mouth and took him in upside down and swallowed with a smile on her lovely face, her red lips ovaled and tongue in constant action while he mauled her sensitive breasts, kneading her flesh like dough. The captain closed his eyes and shuddered as the young girl's peristaltic surges milked his experienced ram and brought it to rigidity, his testicles throbbing. She drew his hands to her jutting breasts as she moved his erection in and out of her lips and when she was sure he was ready, she pulled and squeezed until he ejaculated, shuddering and moaning with pleasure and relief as she quickly raked his massive ram with her teeth and squeezed his testicles. Gina brought him back to full arousal with foot massage that kneaded his balls to a high state of tenseness and then laid him back and mounted his standing phallus and screwed herself down while arching up, jaw clenched, her back bent and her hands on his knees. She keened and he moaned as their bodies melded. In his whole life, the captain had never managed three climaxes before, but he would this day. Once mounted, she gave him the full 360° treatment, taking him "around the galaxy" twice. She left him emptied and sated but still excited and anxious for more as she rubbed her luscious body against his muscular frame. She lay in his arms, his shrunken cock in her hand and licked his nipples and sucked his neck until he was once more ready. Then she spread herself and urged him to mount her, wrapped him in her long legs and kept him humping until they both were spent and had to rest. When that first voyage ended and the sleek ship was docked, the captain sat at his desk filling out crew evaluations with Gina keeling between his legs and pleasuring him gently and thoroughly, preparing for a farewell fuck. He recommended she be promoted to PLUN3 and, after several calls, had her assigned to his admiral-father's pulse battlewagon which was due to launch from refit within the week. Her new ship had a crew of nearly a hundred men and five PLUNs including a very experienced level 4 who served the captain and the flag deck. Gina was assigned to engineering. She stripped, braced herself on a bulkhead, leaned back, spread her long and shapely legs, hooked her boot heels on a rail and invited all of the ratings, 22 of them, to enjoy her body before they sailed. It took nearly two hours as she did three or four at a time, using her mouth, hands and feet as well as her talented vulva, and the girl was sore when she finished, but she had made a new spacenav tale that quickly spread throughout the fleet. Twenty sailors and two chiefs emptied without a stop. The captain heard the tale, interviewed the luscious girl, enjoyed her while reclining his is favorite leather chair and assigned her to his cadre. The next month she was on the cover of Bupers slick publication and was invited to make a series of instructional tubes for training purposes. They were quickly pirated and widely circulated. By the end of the first rotation, even before the new ship ventured into space on a trial cruise, several bridge members asked to transferred out to less strenuous duty and the ship's doctor ordered the captain to limit himself to one coupling in each 24- hour rotation. The man wept. That was when I met her. Fresh out of the Academy, it was my original assignment and Gina was my first PLUN although I had enjoyed a number of young women and a few professionals. She slithered into my tiny quarters which I shared with three other jg's and ensigns, rubbed her luscious body against my almost bare one since I was in the process of donning fatigues and shedding my dress blues. I held her and kissed her, fondled her and kissed her some more as our tongues tangled and my hands explored and petted her warm body. I eased my middle fingers up into her sinuous slot. Then I laid her back on my narrow bunk, pulled off her tiny uniform and went down on her, a skill I had been taught at home by my randy sisters. My educated tongue soon brought her to heaving climax, her knees clamped about my head and her hands pressing me into her seething groin. I delved deeply, pulling on her wide lips and eventually found her stalk-like clit and produced another squalling crest. She actually gushed on my face. "No, no, no," the lovely girl under me gasped as I licked and sucked her vulva, "I should be doing you. Let me up, please, please." I licked her plump thighs, nibbled at her outer lips, probed her navel and kissed my way up to her startling breasts where I kissed and sucked and nibbled until she wept and kicked, achieving her third body-spasming orgasm. I left her sobbing and curled up on my cot, dressed and reported to my duty station, pleased with my performance. It had been well within the bounds of what my sisters regularly demanded of me and had since I was twelve. Once again in her miniscule uniform and high-heeled boots, her pussy wet and warm and her hard-nippled jugs bobbling in and out of her open vest, Gina found me at my gun station, getting to know my men. They stopped and gawked as she approached, hugged me and leaned on my shoulder. I led her out on deck and faced her after a quick kiss. "Is there a problem?" I asked the red-faced beauty, as I rubbed her nipples in my palms. She nodded. "I am to pleasure you. You are not supposed to, to, to do that to me. It's against regs." I smiled and kissed her nose. "It's is how I was raised. Men should pleasure women. It is not a one-way avenue. Didn't you like it?" She shook her head, tossing golden curls. "Come," she said, "I will show you wonders." "No, we both have our duties. I'll probably see you at chow time." A tear came to her eye so I reached inside her vest and stroked and pinched gently and then went back to my work, leaving her startled I am sure. My cock was aroused but I ignored it. It was well after lights-out when Gina came to my rack and rolled in beside me, warm and eager, her slot dripping and nipples hard. "You ignored me, avoided me," she whispered since there were three other men sleeping in the small open space. I entered her from behind, driving my rigid ram all the way up into her while I held her ripe body to me and crushed her breasts. "Ahh, ahh yes," she gasped as I held it deep and she massaged it with muscles I was not aware any female possessed. "You could leave the service," I whispered, "and marry me, become my prime wife and serve me alone." She chuckled deep in her throat as I drew my thick member slowly back. "You are very selfish. I would kill you, exhaust you." I eased it all the way back in. "A fine way to die, but I doubt it. I am, so I am told, multi-orgasmic and almost tireless. We can do this all night if you wish." She squeezed and rippled along my thick shaft. "Sorry. I signed on for twenty. I want to be a Four and then, perhaps a CPO. That is my ambition." I drew back again, pausing along the way to produce a few whimpers. "Your sterility can be reversed. You can have children." "I'll be thirty-eight or nine when I retire. I can still do that." I plunged into her again, closed my mouth and we merged, our young bodies melded together. I had run out of arguments. Gina smiled as she pleasured me. END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 77