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First Mate
Homer Vargas
Vargas111@hooyahooya.com
MC, Fdom, Rom, preg
Point of View: First Person
Redistribution: No restriction except that the story
may not be changed/edited and the title, author's name
and email, and request for feedback must remain
intact.
Summary: The first mate has the misfortune to draw
Ethyl Walters as captain.  Or is his luck so bad?
First Posted 4/28/01
Last Edited 10/2/02


First Mate
by
Homer Vargas
vargas111@yahoo.com

It was so unfair; my first long space voyage as First
Mate after my promotion and I had to draw Captain
Walters as commanding officer.  I had heard Ethyl
Walters, the tough-as-nails commanding officer of the
"Venture." had a reputation as being demanding.  As
the first woman ever to captain a Federation frigate,
she had a lot to prove.  But she had been proving it
for the last several years by making the lives of the
men who served with her miserable.

To make matters worse, Captain Walters turned out to
be a very good-looking woman.  Although she was ten or
fifteen years older than I, she had a firm, youthful
body and once we were underway, she didn't mind
showing it.  Constantly she wore the skimpiest cut of
uniform that regs allowed, clothes that showed off her
big boobies and a hard, round ass.  She seemed totally
unaware or indifferent at the effect proximity to her
had on a young NCO like me.  I was scared to death of
her, but too much a male not to dream of getting into
her bed.

At last one night I finally got a break.  We had been
traveling at top speed for several weeks when one
afternoon (Navy psychs insist crews keep a 24 hour
"day," even when our sun is an indistinguishable point
of light in the sky) a fanfare suddenly blared out
from speakers all over the ship.  "What is that,
Captain Walters?" I asked.  "That's no alarm I've ever
heard." 

"It's not an alarm," she explained.  "I set the
computer to notify us when we passed from the gravity
well of the Milky Way into that of the Spiral Nebula. 
This is the first time I have been outside our home
galaxy.  I feel like celebrating.  What about you?"

"Well of course it would be a first time for me, too,
Captain..." 

"'Ethyl,' she smiled.  "Now that we're both strangers
in an alien galaxy, Tony, why don't you call me by my
first name."

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out.  Ethyl
grinned at me.  "I want a special dinner.  Think you
can arrange that, Tony?" 

"Aye, Aye, ma'am ... I mean, sure Ethyl." 

Needless to say, I was surprised at this display of
emotion from my hard-bitten commanding officer.  We
were in mufti for the occasion, she in a slinky gown
slit high and strappy spike heel sandals.  I was even
more surprised when Ethyl pulled several bottles of
Bordeaux from her personal stash for the meal I had
prepared.  It was a dammed good soy stroganoff, if I
do say so myself, but the wine sure helped.  As the
night wore on and I saw Ethyl having a little too much
to drink, I started to wonder if I might get lucky.

Discretely, I helped her have a little too much more. 
And what do you know?  As ice-cool Ethyl got tipsy,
she started to thaw.  In one way, I wasn't surprised. 
A woman with big squeeze-able tits like hers and wide,
man-devouring hips just MUST need lots of sex.  She
had to be used to men feeling up those glorious
knockers until she was crazy with lust and then
putting the wood to her.  She might have acquired an
amazing collection of sex toys to help her avoid sex
with crew members, but tonight I hoped she would find
out she couldn't.  The booze was working on her.  The
old minx was getting hot for a little screwing.  Her
inhibitions were slipping.  I could see she was
starting to remember getting laid, just how it felt
having a man push open those plump legs and insert a
fat cock into her juicy pussy.  She would soon go wild
unless she got some. 

She started giving me shy glances that gradually
turned into hot, hungry gazes.  When I suggested we
watch a video together, she willingly agreed and soon
she was sitting just a little too close to me on the
couch.  I pulled out a porn movie of a dentist who
uses N2O to get into the pants of his patients.  Ethyl
grinned when the doctor got a well-built woman in his
chair, laid her back and shot her full of gas until
she was giddy.  Ethyl giggled along with the groggy
woman as she watched Dr. "Hands" unbutton his pretty
patient's blouse.  The gassed-up woman squirmed with
pleasure when the doctor slipped her boobies out of
the bra and started playing with her nipples.  I
noticed Ethyl started squirming, too. 

The movie brought out a bawdy side to Ethyl I could
only have fantasized about. "That's it; feel the bitch
up. Make her so hory, you can screw her brains out,"
Ethyl muttered under her breath. I noticed my tipsy
commanding officer was slowly snuggling up to press
her self against me and when I looked down, I saw her
blouse had "accidentally" come unbuttoned, revealing
that lovely pair of big white tits. 

"Do you mind if I hold you like this, Ethyl?" I said
shyly, putting an arm around her gently. 

"Do, and I'll bust you down to ensign! You'd better
hold me like this!" she growled drawing my hand to her
breasts and kissing me passionately. "Oh, God, Tony!
It's been so long!" she sighed. "Oh, I thought I could
go without it, but I can't. That feels so lovely,
darling!" she moaned as I kneaded her boobs and
tweaked her nipples. 

"I can't believe this, Ethyl," I gasped. "You are so
beautiful, so sexy. I've been dreaming of..." 

Another passionate kiss silenced me until she drew
back. "Don't talk, baby. I've got more important uses
for your lips," she moaned and pulled my face into her
bosom. "You are doing such a JOB on me. You really
know how to turn a woman on. You're getting me...
so... damned... horny...," she panted. "I've got to
get off! Diddle me, Tony. Diddle me good." she
continued to moan and guided my hand under her skirt
and up into her pussy. 

When my fingers slipped between her legs, I could feel
her pussy was wet. The woman was ready to be laid. As
I rubbed her clit rhythmically, she began to yelp with
pleasure as orgasm after orgasm hit her. I continued
stimulating her, almost cruelly, until she was
delirious with desire. "Give it to me, Tony! I've got
to have sex; I've got to have a man. It's been too
long since I had a real prick between my legs. I need
to be screwed. Come to bed with me, Tony. I need you
to fuck me." 

Frantically, she led me to her Captain's chambers.
"Come here, you stud!  Put me to bed and give me some
cock!" she gasped and she ripped off our clothes
pulled me into bed on top of her. I had never seen a
woman in such a frenzy to get laid. "Put it here in my
pussy, Tony!  Cram your cock down deep in me. Pump me
full of fuck until I burst. I've got to have a good
dicking; I've got to have it!" she cried as I slid my
prick in her steaming cunt. 

"Yes! Yes! You're in!" she exclaimed as soon as my
cock penetrated her pussy. "It feels so good, baby,
your prick deep in my pussy, just where I want it,"
she said softly now with more determination than
frenzy. Instantly, her legs locked around me and she
began to gyrate. "In and out ... In and out," she
whispered. "Just like it should be." Slowly I realized
her body had taken control of my rhythm. I was no
longer fucking her.  She was fucking me and I couldn't
have stopped her if I'd wanted to!  Her powerful
undulations were controlling my movements. She was
bringing me to orgasm. 

I had the feeling that something wasn't quite right,
but even if I had wanted to, I couldn't have pulled
out. Her legs were strong and her movements felt too
good. Instead, I gave in to her domination and seconds
later exploded inside her. Nevertheless her writhing
didn't stop until she had drained my balls into her
ravenous cunt. "Yes, Tony, now I have you," I heard
her say as, spent with passion, I dropped off to
sleep. But several more times that night I half
remembered being on top of Ethyl pouring cum down her
pussy hole. "Wake up a little, darling. Just enough
for one last time," she said. "I want to fuck you one
more time!" This time all I could do was lie back as
she coaxed my prick to erection. Then she climbed on,
and rode me to orgasm that turned out my light again. 

It was late afternoon when I awoke. I stumbled out of
Ethyl's cabin and found her at the controls of the
ship. When she saw me, she arose and took me in her
arms. "Good afternoon, sweetie. Have fun last night?"
she grinned and kissed me. 

"Wow!" I replied. "I sure did. Didn't you?"

"Of course, honey," she said leading me to the couch
in the control room. "Any woman would like spending
time in bed with a man like you! You dicked me five
times in one night. And it looks like we'll be having
a lot more such nights for a long time, Sure Shot."

"Sure shot?" I asked. 

"Yes, look at this," she grinned, handing me a paper
with a bright blue plus sign on it. "What does this
mean, Captain Walters?" I demanded. 

"When did I become 'Captain Walters' again?" she
laughed. "It means just what you're afraid it means,
darling. I was fertile one night that week; we've been
screwing like rabbits.  It looks like now, thanks to
you, I'm going to be making us a baby.  You got me
knocked up sky high." 

"Impossible!" I gasped.

"Yeah? Well, just watch. In a few weeks I'll start
looking like what I am -- a the girl you 'got in
trouble.' My boobs will get bigger; my hips will
spread out. By the time we get back to Earth my tummy
will be blown up like a balloon and I'll be slow
stupid and hanging onto you. Everybody will wag their
heads and grin knowingly that while we were out alone
in space, the Captain let her First Mate into her
pants one night got herself knocked up.  But according
to the Space Code, you will have to marry me!"

"What do you mean 'that week?'" I realized something
was dreadfully wrong.

"Well, yes, I have another little confession. The
night you may remember wasn't last night. It was about
two weeks ago; you've been unconscious since I seduced
you. 

"But why don't I remember anything?"

"Easy. Light tranquilizers and heavy sex. After the
last fuck each morning when had to get up to run the
ship, I gave you a drugged drink of water to keep you
sedated. But when I came back at night, I had a way to
keep you under control that was much more fun for both
of us. Every time you stirred, I gave you my tits to
suck until you were hard and rode you to an orgasm
that put you to sleep again. 

"But how can you be pregnant? Our contraceptives!" I
asked. 

"Ours?" she grinned. "I stopped taking mine as soon as
I say you. Maybe it was just my biological clock, but
I decided they'll never assign me a better combination
of brains and body to make babies with, sweetheart. 
And although I'm sure you're normally very cautious
before you take a young lady to bed, First Mate Black
was so excited about finally getting his 'frigid'
Captain into the sack that night, he forgot to take
his "before" pill."

I gaped, realizing what she said was true. 

"It wouldn't have done you any good, anyway,
sweetheart. I switched them for placebos several days
earlier.  I wanted to make sure that when I had you in
me these last few days, you would be shooting with
live bullets."

"But the celebration of entering the Spiral? Was that
just coincidence?"

"I have NO idea when we left the Milky Way, darling. I
programmed the computer that monitors our vital
functions to alert me when I was to enter my most
fertile time of the month," she grinned triumphantly 

"You planned all this?  That night was just an act?" 

"A plan, yes, but not an act, darling! I really do get
horny when I drink and the wine had me as high as a
kite.  Porno movies do get me hot.  When I let you
feel me up, I did get terribly aroused.  I truly loved
the way you put the make on me.  You used my tits
perfectly to make me want it, and bad!  If I hadn't
already intended to let you fuck me, I sure couldn't
have stopped then.  And I wasn't faking those orgasms
when we screwed.  Your fingers, tongue, and prick did
make me come and come! All the screams of pleasure
were the real me. You had me moaning with genuine
ecstasy, but I had also made sure that the sperm you
were planting deep inside me didn't go to waste."

"The act was earlier, darling," she continued,
"Pretending NOT to want sex when I was dying to get
you in me.  From almost the moment I laid eyes on you,
Tony, I wanted your prick and your baby, but it took
time to come up with a plan to make you marry me.  I
had to grit my teeth when you brushed my tits or
'accidentally' bumped my ass when we passed in these
narrow corridors.  My body was crying, 'You're hot!
Let him do you. Spread your legs and let him fill your
pussy with his cum!' It was hard lying awake at night,
listening to your breathing in the adjoining cot,
wanting you cock planted in me. But now I've got you;
my long horny nights getting off with my dildo are
over!"

"This is outrageous, Ethyl. I refuse to let you get
away with this!"

"On the contrary, my darling," she giggled, "You will
let me get away with this and a lot more.  You see, I
made a couple of marvelous discoveries that first
night.  First, I found out you really don't need to be
in the Navy for the money. Your father left you more
credits than you know how to spend, something I think
I can help you with," she giggled.  "Second, once I'd
got your prick in me, I discovered that I could do
absolutely anything I wanted with you.  The manly Tony
Black has a secret vulnerability.  You actually like
being sexually dominated by a woman.  And darling, I
am going to supply all the sexy domination you crave."

"Ridiculous!"

"Tony, I have screwed around a lot, and I know what
turns men on. I'll admit I never suspected it of you.
I thought playing the frigid female who gets
helplessly amorous when drunk would turn you on, and
it did. But later when I had you in bed, I saw how you
responded to my commands. You were helpless. I know a
little bit about hypnotism, so I stayed awake when you
slipped into that lovely semi-conscious daze that
overcomes a man after a good fuck. I tried a simple
induction, and you went under like a baby. I took you
down several more levels and planted a post hypnotic
suggestion that you crave sex with me. Each time I
screwed you for the last week, I put you under again,
tightening my control of your mind. By now I've got
you in the most deliciously total bondage to me," she
giggled.

"What mumbo jumbo! I suppose you have grounds for a
paternity suit and are after a fat court settlement
from my father's estate. But 'marriage?' 'Bondage?' 
Come on!"

"So, you are angry with me?" she grinned. 

"Furious, you bitch!"

"And don't want to make love to me again?"

"After what you have done to me? Of course not."

"Then I guess if you now suddenly found yourself
really horny and wanting me to screw you, that would
prove I have some kind of hold on you mind, wouldn't
it?"

"I suppose," I admitted, warily. 

"Then get ready to test your bonds," she said and
rubbed her breasts. As her hands moved over her
breasts they seemed to expand to fill my field of
vision. "You are staring at me, darling. It's rude to
stare at a woman's boobs unless you are planning to do
something with them," she smirked. "In fact, you'd
better not look at all if you don't want to get horny.
I've found that young men who stare at my big, soft
boobies soon get an urge to feel me up. They get so
turned on they just want to undress me and take my big
titties out of my bra and kiss them and suck them."

"Could that be happening to you, Tony?" she asked
knowingly and started unbuttoning her uniform. I shook
my head, but continued to star at her as she stripped.
"I wouldn't mind that happening, darling. I haven't
had you in me for several hours so if you started
playing with my titties, that could get me excited.
Oh, yes, very excited," she hissed as she sidled up to
me. 

"No, no!" I protested as I fell on those magnificent
milk jugs 

"Oh yes, baby! I hope you know what you're doing to
me. When a man sucks my tits like you are, I get
really wet down here. See?" 

I didn't see, but I sure felt as she guided my hand to
her very soppy crotch. 

"Why not come with me to my cabin again for another
romp." 

***** 

After that night there was no question. Ethyl owned
me, body and soul and I really couldn't complain. At
first there was not much change in routine; most of
the housekeeping chores were mine anyway, although she
insisted I learn how to care for her clothes.  That
was not much of a chore because she preferred that we
went naked to make it more convenient to fuck at her
slightest whim.

By the time we were on the way back to base she was
really starting to show - and to slow down.  We were
spending more and more time in bed.  She still liked
me to fuck her several times a day, but had decided
that doggie style or riding me was more practical than
missionary position. Even more, however she liked me
to massage her belly as I fingered her to orgasm or to
eat her to one soft come after another. 

Our baby girl, named Andromeda, what else, was born
just two weeks after we arrived.  (What HADN'T this
woman planned?)  There was barely time to organize the
wedding before Ethyl went into delivery.  Although
many of my friends and classmates were surprised I was
marrying my commanding officer and a woman
considerably older than I, most of them shared ribald
congratulations for having seduced the "sexy old
bitch."  If they only knew!  Actually, several of them
soon found out.  Ethyl told me several of her
like-minded friends had found new toy boys that day on
my side of the aisle.

As the time for her maternity leave drew toward a
close, I started to feel worried. First I knew I was
going to miss Andromeda terribly when the "Venture"
had to take off on the next mission. Second, Ethyl was
having such fun nursing and playing with our daughter
- such a beautiful little girl, how could you blame
her - she had not started making any arrangements for
day care while we would be gone. 

Finally the day for Ethyl to report to FedNav
headquarters to pick up our orders arrived.  When she
returned she didn't want to talk about orders, but was
boiling with lust.  She didn't even let me put dinner
on the table but insisted we go straight to bed. 

When I woke up next, she was in a much better mood. "I
love you so much, Tony," she confessed as she lay in
my arms after what must have been an early morning
roll in the hay.

"And I, you, darling."

"You're not resentful at the way I tricked you into
marrying me?"

"Tricked me into having the smartest, the sweetest,
the sexiest wife in the galaxy?  Not very! You know
I'd do anything for you."

"Oh, Tony, I love you for saying that and meaning it.
I have a really big request to make."

"Say it, sweetheart." 

She looked at me carefully, judging me. "Tony, I don't
like the idea of strangers taking care of our baby."

I was confused. "Neither do I, love, but we can't take
her into space with us until she's eight or she'll
never develop balance."

"I know, love. That's why I think it's best if one of
us stays with her.  We can't both go on the Venture
when she blasts off."

"No, Ethyl, darling. It's too big a sacrifice. You
can't give up your career, even for Andromeda.  You've
worked a lifetime to get where you are."

"OH, Tony. I knew you'd understand," she squealed.
"You won't regret it, I promise,"

"'Understand what?' 'I won't regret what?' Now I am
confused, Ethyl"

"Don't you see darling? I will still command the
Venture. You will stay home and take care of
Andromeda.  And when I come home..." Well if I didn't
calculate wrong, stud, some time during the last week
we have been fucking, you made Andromeda a little
brother or sister."

The End 

Comments please to Homer Vargas vargas111@yahoo.com 

In particular, this story almost begs for an alternate
ending in which Ethyl leaves Tony home with the kid,
but goes off with another man promising to bring him
home another baby to take care of.  After all he was
just her FIRST mate, not the only one. Indeed, with a
little tweaking, we could probably discover that the
first baby isn't Tony's either.  But I'm just not in a
nasty enough mood right now.


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