Lust in Space pt.11 (Patreon)

Jet was rock hard in an instant. The huge titted doctor grinned and slowly strode across the room. “It’s good you came now.” She sighed the words. “My poor dildo gets such a workout and my arms get very tired. I’ve been needing a real big cock.” She crossed the room ai a half dozen strides, Jet followed her legs and hips the whole way. “Ahem, my huge tits are up here new guy.” She chuckled and wrapped an arm around his neck, pulling him into a long kiss. No stranger to this kind of greeting Jet wrapped a muscled arm around her waist and pulled her in, she moaned and smiled as their lips refused to separate.

It lasted minutes, a dainty hand flattened against his chest and felt its way down his torso to the base of his thick member. She moaned an approving chuckle as her fingers couldn’t encompass his girth. She finally broke the kiss and pulled away, her hand not leaving his shaft. 

“You must be Jet.” She said.

“Yes mam.” He confirmed and gave her plump as a squeeze.

“Oh I’m not mam.” She corrected. “I’m just Doctor, or Doc…or Jesse if you’re feeling casual, unless you’re fucking me then you can call me slut, whore, bitch, cunt, or anything else you can come up with.” She licked her lips and pulled out of his grip. Her hand moved along his shaft, working its way to his swollen cockhead, her inch long nails scraped the underside of his bulbous tip and her fingers clamped around his glands.

“It’s good you’re already hard.” She started and lead him to an exam area. “I hate wasting time.” Jet was instructed to sit on the table and the Jesse went to work, she checked his vitals, ran through his medical history, checked his sexual habits prior to boarding the ship, it was all completely normal stuff to Jets surprise, as she worked she never stopped jerking him off, his cock was in her hands, or between her tits, or she was sucking on his swollen cockhead. He felt her swirling her tongue around his tip, slurping at the wealth of precum pouring into her mouth. 

“Precum taste is healthy. Like to cum often don’t you big boy?” She said with a wink. She squeezed his shaft like a vice and slid her hand down to his base then back up. “Shaft is not only fucking massive but incredibly hard.”

“Is ‘fucking massive’ a medical term doc?” He asked grinning.

“In your case absolutely.” She replied then spat a mouthing of thick slobber across his cock and dove for his balls. Jet groaned at the feeling, the doctor made a meal of his nuts. She kissed, licked, sucked, and mouthed the heavy orbs, then she brought down a hand to feel their size and squeeze them while her other jerked him off in full shafted strokes. “Testicles beautifully swollen…and they feel so full.” Her mouth came away from his sack and it’s a sloppy smack/pop. The doctor took her time rising to her feet, leaning her body against Jet so every inch of his cock was dragging along her as she moved. He couldn’t contain the groan it elicited or stop the fat stream of precum shooting from his tip and splattering across the ceiling.

“Ejaculation power wonderfully above average.” She grinned after turning her head to observe his discharge. “I bet that feels amazing in a sluts pussy or ass.” She maneuvered his cock to sit between her balloon tits while her fingers continued to glide along the length of his shaft.

“Am I getting a clean bill of health Doc?” He asked smirking. “I’m needed for my shift in a bit.” The good doctor let a long thick line of bubbly drool fall from her mouth to coat his straining cockhead before meeting his eyes.

“Already working hard counting boxes?”

“Fucking every slut on this ship until they can’t remember their names.” He grinned.

“Well I wouldn’t want to keep you, but since you’re here…” Her lips met his in an aggressive kiss. Jets hands roamed the doctor’s bimbo body. He cupped and groped her full tits, her moans rising in pitch and intensity as he squeezed handfuls of chestflesh and pinched her nipples between his fingers. His big hand slid to her plump ass and he grabbed two handfuls of bimbo rear before hefting her off the floor. Jet carrier his latest lover over an exam table and set her down while climbing on top of her. 

With doctor Jesse’s pussy already soaked from her dildo session Jet had no trouble slipping his monster cock in her wet and eager hole. “Oh my god you’re fucking huge!” She cried as he thrust two feet of monster thick dick between her legs. “Oh fuck! Harder baby, fucking nail me to this table.” She demanded, he chuckled and reared back for another thrust, slamming twenty eight inch of his cock in her pregame slick pussy before bottoming out.

“Not used to big cock are you slut?” He grunted.

“Not used to walking fucking mutant freak cocks!” She howled as she came hard. “Now get it all in, fucking break me to do it!” Jet pulled back again and hammered his cock down drawing another scream from the bimbo doctor. His hips rose and fell with vigor, jackhammering the naked slut into her exam table as unit shook beneath them with the fury of his thrusts. Jesse came again and again as Jets over two and a half feet of steel girder hard mind breaking cock stretched her well worked pussy wider and deeper.

……………

“Holy shit!” Cynthia yelled as she came again, this had to be a record, three dozen orgasms in less than three hours, or was it four dozen? How long had it been actually? The amazing honey skinned Jaliera had her pressed against the wall of the shower stall, held in place by an arm hooked around the blonde bimbos neck, face being blasted by the misting showerhead, back arched giving the veteran crewmate free access to her needy honeypot. Which the uber sexually skilled brunette was enjoying using every finger on her one hand to hit g-spots Cynthia didn’t even know she had in her pussy and ass.

“Like that huh?” The brunette bimbo hissed licking Syn’s ear. “Give me an hour and you won’t remember your mother’s name.” She grinned, she’d been trained by the best fuckers in the Martian sex temples, she knew how to drag pleasure out of every inch of a man or woman, especially herself, but it had to be for an audience, her solo shows had become the stuff of legend before her twentieth birthday. 

Cynthia’s body shook with her pleasure, her hips bucking urgently trying to fuck her lover back. Jaliera chuckled at the younger bimbos movements. Her free hand was in perfect position to tangle her fingers in the blondes hair and yank the young woman’s head back. She smothered the girls mouth with her own just before her fingers danced in the womans gushing pussy using technique shed learned as a favorite among the sex priestess for woman to woman lovemaking. Cynthia’s body shook so violently Jaliera had a hard time holding her in position, the blonde screamed into the older woman’s mouth, Jaliera breathed in Syn’s pleasure and breathed out oxygen allowing the cumming woman to keep screaming. Cynthia’s squinting eyes popped open and rolled into the back of her head then she went limp.

Jaliera immediately moved from under the mist. She breathed in with her nose and out through her mouth into the barely conscious captains daughter. Three other stalls in the shower room were occupied. The other women left their stalls open as they masterbated to the show Jaliera was putting on. They moaned and growled as they came hard watching Jaliera fuck the captains bimbo daughter unconscious. 

“Fuck that’s so hot!” Said one.

“God I need another shift with you J.” Said the another in a shaky voice.

“I can wait, I’ll get her between my legs eventually.” Said the third. “Hey new girl, need a girlfriend?” She asked. Cynthia could only pant and catch her breath, her voluptuous body supported by the deceptively strong Jaliera. 

“No…huh…no thanks.” She replied eventually. “I don’t to girlfriends. I need a huge hard dick to keep me around.” She said grinning. That ignited a debate on male vs female lovers and preferences. The four veterans all had their own opinions, Jaliera was kind enough to help Cynthia until her legs stopped shaking, helped along with a few kisses and long licks spread around her bimbo body.

“That new guy is pretty big I think.” Someone said, the mention of the new male crew member had Syn paying attention.

“He’s supposed to be bigger than Luke, even now.” Cynthia had known the XO for a while and only recently started fucking him, or being fucked by him, that man could dominate. It wasn’t hard to see what her mother saw in the man.

“Hey, J, you had a shift with him, what’s he like?”

“Fucking huge.”’Jaliera chuckled. “He’s sweet in the way that a fresh young man can be after his second puberty, excited for what he’s got but no idea just how much fun he can have with it. But holy shit for a fresh spacer he knows how to use that fucking monster cock.” Cynthia thought she saw the veteran blushing slightly. She’d only seen him in passing after his shift and fuck session with the honey skinned slut.

“Well I need to take a ride on that monster meat pole.” One of the ladies said and the others eagerly agreed. Cynthia needed more than a brief look at her male counterpart. She left the Jaliera’s stall on shaky legs, each step growing more stable and confident as she moved. She didn’t bother with a towel or stop to dress herself, she just hurried down the hall to Luke’s quarters. She heard the screams halfway down the hall. The closer she got she could make out the words.

“Oh my god!…Harder!…Fuck me!…Thats it baby, break my ass!” A constant stream of orgasmic howling, the wet sleeping of skin on skin, coughing and gagging sounds, and animal grunting beneath it all fill the corridor just outside the room. Already knowing what she’d find before she left the showers, Cynthia hit the door trigger and the solid metal slab door slid open revealing a well furnished officers room that was a mess. Clothing lay in shreds, streaks of dried fluids were everywhere including across the ceiling, fresh streaks and puddles of pearlescent cum decorated furniture and walls on the far side by a large sturdy bed.

On the floor, in the middle of the room, knelt Luke, his massive ebony clad muscle wrapped body glistened with sweat as he threw his hips forward and buried more than two feet of cock in the huge perfect ass of Crystal. She had a belt wrapped around her neck the XO was pulling tight to choke her. Despite her red slobber covered face she screamed her orgasms into the room through the walls.

The woman was a dream, naturally blonde, or so she said, she preferred to change her hair with every voyage, to keep things interesting. This time it was streams of blonde and black, her straight strands a tangled mess from whatever Luke had done to her earlier. Her body was slender save for perfect spherical tits several times the size of her head, wide hips, thick thighs, and a massive bubble ass currently rippling with the mind breaking thrusts of the ships second in command and his twenty eight inch cock.

“Oh my god!” She cried out with a body shaking orgasm, Luke’s big arm flexed and his one hand with several loops of the belt wrapped around it pulled tight. Crystals scream broke into gasps and hacks but she kept screaming, undeterred by the belt tightening around her throat. She looked amazing, they both did. Perfect bodies built for fucking, their skin shining with sweat from the effort, Cynthia lived in a state of constant arousal, her life since her second puberty hit had been a years long nearly uninterrupted fuck thanks to her shameless slut of a mother making sure she had access to plenty of skilled lovers.

She didn’t wait for an invitation, Cynthia strode into the XO’s quarters as he kept thrusting and choking the supremely slutty Crystal. The younger slut grinned as she met Luke’s eyes. “Come on stud.” She urged him on, the wet slapping of skin on skin grew louder and more frequent. Standing beside the couple, legs spread to show off how horny she was, Cynthia bent down and met the first mates lips. Luke didn’t miss a beat. They moaned into each others mouths, a big hand rose to clamp around Cynthia’s neck and squeeze, making her squeal in horny delight.

“Here for round two bitch?” He asked growling as their lips parted. Syn chuckled and her tongue lashed out to lick the big man’s mouth.

“I need something you huge cocked mother fucker.” She grinned. “And you’re going to give it to me.” Her grin twisted into a villainous sneer and she had a crazed look in her eyes. Pulling his hand away from her throat the captains daughter moved to kiss the shuddering and still orgasming Crystal. Their kiss grew wild before Syn pulled away and slapped the other slut across the face. “Cunt.” She spat the word before spitting a mouthing of throaty mess across the woman's face. She grabbed Crystal by the neck and made a show of using her long tongue to collect her spittle and slurp it back.

“Fucking sluts.” Luke groaned watching the display of absolute slut behavior. Syn’s crazed eyes met his.

“Yeah baby, use that big fucking cock.” She said licking Crystals face again but holding the big mans gaze. “Fuck her baby, come on and fuck her hard.” She urged him. “I wanna here the bitch scream.”