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Cum Pirates of the 97th Century
By juanwildone
The Monastery
Get. Get. Get. Get.
"Get me a blanket son."
"Get one of the Brothers to drop by my room at 7."
"Get another bottle of wine for me young man."
I headed down into the wine cellar thinking, 'I got your GET
right here old man.'
You have no idea how much it sucks to be raised as an orphan on a
monastic planet...no idea. All day long, 'do this son' or 'could
you get that for me youngster?' Running around for a bunch of old
farts telling other old farts how to live, what to think. Really,
you just have no idea.
After delivering the bottle I headed for the kitchen. I'd barely
started my lunch when the building shook. We occasionally had
planet quakes; I knew what those felt like. This was different
more like an impact. The second time the building shook it was
definitely from an impact.
I smiled, because impacts meant uninvited guests, or space
pirates, and space pirates meant a break in this otherwise dull
and boring life of mine. Pirates had "raided" the planet many
times before. Raided is probably too descriptive a word. It was
usually more of a performance and a spectacle then anything else.
Oh sure they'd do a little vandalism and take a bunch of wine and
food, but that was pretty much it. Sometimes there were accidents
and people got hurt but basically if you cooperated everything
worked out fine.
Then one of the maintenance staff rolled into the kitchen and he
made a sign to the cook with his hands (thumbs held parallel to
the ground, tips touching one another, pointed at the ground.
Like an upside down triangle or something) and said something
that I didn't understand.
Both of them looked at each other and then looked at me. I didn't
really like the expressions on their faces. Maybe these were some
of the more violent pirates. There were stories of pirate raids
that got pretty wild. I doubted that anything that exciting would
occur on Planet Absolutely Nothing Ever Happens Here!
Needless to say when the cook instructed me to go the maintenance
area and wait, I went down to the wine cellar instead. I liked
the old cook but I wasn't about to miss out on any excitement.
I was hanging out in the cellars when the wall opposite me
shimmered and then dissolved. I mean one second it was there and
the next it's just not there (not that it was destroyed; it just
wasn't there right now.) Wow, the space pirates were using a
Quantum Beam. Quantum beams will do stuff like that you know.
Lots of happy atoms hanging together, just being a wall and then
"poof" they're somewhere else. I stood up and faced the
non-existent wall, wondering to myself what might happen next,
because you never want to get caught in a Quantum Beam never. I
know these things because we get a lot of ex-military types
coming here to figure out the rest of their lives, and they just
love to talk and talk and talk.
It was when the wall phased out that I realized that we were
really under attack. These were serious pirates and now I was
officially nervous. I mean, what if there was an accident (for
some reason biological matter doesn't re-phase very well) and I
died? It suddenly occurred to me that I might never see any other
place or any other people then what I was used to. And what about
all of those other places and those other people that everyone
else was always talking about. A summary of my short life passed
swiftly before me. I realized that I hadn't done much of
anything.
I mean how could I since I'd always been on this stupid planet!
There was a flash of really bright light and a strong wind seemed
to push me up against the wall. I was temporarily disoriented.
When I got my bearings I found that I was suspended in mid air. I
was still in the same room I was just hanging in the air very
strange.
And then I heard voices strange voices.
And then I saw men strange looking men. These men, who I
assumed were the space pirates attacking us looked up at me and
started talking amongst themselves really fast.
The three strange men who had entered the room I was hanging in
were looking up at me. Actually they would have had to look up at
me if I was standing on the floor, they were small for men.
They're bodies seemed different too bigger here, smaller there.
Although for some strange reason it felt good to look at them. I
mean, I was really enjoying just looking at them.
I was enjoying listening to them too. Even though I had
absolutely no idea what they were saying, I was just enjoying the
sound of their voices. Everything about them seemed so nice. A
thought struck me and I just had to ask them a question.
"Excuse me; I have lived here for my entire life. Could you
please tell me if...I mean I've never seen...are you by any
chance "womans?"
OK, before you start laughing and roll your eyes you have to
realize that I had never met a woman. I mean, this is a monastic
planet that only men visit. Of course men talk about women, but
it's all very confusing. Some insist that the best part of this
planet is the lack of women. Others hold to the opposite view.
Even though I've never met a woman I think I've got a pretty good
handle on what they're like based on what I've heard. This is
best summarized in a joke I overheard once. I found that whenever
I repeated it, men nodded knowingly. The joke went like this:
"The Creator of All had pretty much finished making everything
and wanted someone to tell Him what a great job He'd done. So He
made man in His image and was really pleased with how man turned
out. Man and the Creator hung out together and had some really
good times. But the Creator had lots to do and went off to go do
it. After awhile man was kind of lonely. Man mentioned this to
the Creator. Man asked the Creator if He could make another man
for man to hang out with. The Creator said that He would take it
under advisement.
"The Creator comes back to man and says He has an even better
idea woman. The Creator tells man that woman will be the
perfect companion, pleasing to look at, pleasant to smell, voice
like a soft babbling brook, breasts like soft pillows to rest
upon, lips as sweet as honey. She will be easily pleased and
eager to please in return. She will cook for you, clean for you,
listen to you, and she will be obedient to you. And in her soft
embrace you will experience a pleasure so fulfilling that you
will call out My Name repeatedly.
"Man was really excited about woman and could hardly wait for the
Creator to make her. The Creator says that he all he needs is
some of man to make woman.
"So man asked the Creator, "What's this going to cost me?"
"The Creator told him, "An arm and a leg."
Man was shocked, thought about it for a moment and then asked,
"What can I get for a rib?"
Ok, back to the space pirates. As I was speaking the three looked
at some kind of screen, I guess it was a translation device. Then
they looked at me as if I was crazy, so I quickly told them my
life story, such as it was. Stuck on this planet...never having
been anywhere...never having seen a woman.
That last comment about never having seen a woman seemed to
generate a lot of excitement amongst them. They started
chattering amongst themselves and I hadn't the slightest clue as
to what they were saying. The three talked some more amongst
themselves as I continued to hang in mid air.
One of the women spoke a command and I floated down closer to the
floor. Their hands reached out and unbuttoned my robes and pulled
them to the floor. The three women cast strange glances back and
forth between them and then they all nodded.
And then they all undressed.
The space pirates were definitely not men. They were womans. Yep,
for the first time in my young life I was looking at womans.
I experienced the strangest sense of exhilaration as I watched
them remove their clothing. The exhilaration turned to
light-headedness as their hands began to touch and caress me. Now
I've touched myself before, sometimes many times a day, you have
to use the bathroom you know and it's never been any big deal.
However, their touch was stimulating in a way that I had never
experienced.
One of space pirates had one of her hands wrapped around me (well
where she was touching I always thought of it as me, but I can
tell you that I never felt the way I felt when she touched me as
when I touched me. I mean there was no comparison!); she stroked
me a few times and then squeezed me really hard. I watched as a
large drop of clear fluid formed at the tip.
Three tongues extended out and tasted the drop.
Three mouths smiled.
Three lips were licked.
The three women attacked me with their tongues and mouths I
never had a chance.
I didn't want them to stop ever.
Their movements were fluid and harmonious. Cheek to cheek one of
the women would have me in her mouth while the other two licked
and kissed me with their mouths and tongues. I had never dreamed
that anything could feel so good. Even my concern for my own
personal safety, was quickly swept away. It was a good thing that
I was still in the suspension beam as there was no way I could
have stood on my own legs at this point.
On and on the women sucked and licked and kissed on me. I felt a
tingling sensation deep within me and my breathing changed. The
sensation intensified and I felt as if something was growing
inside me. It became hard to breathe. It felt so good it was
almost painful as that part of me seemed to swell even larger.
Then I was like falling for a moment, bam - ferocious spasms
ripped through me. It felt like nothing I had ever experienced
before.
The overwhelming ecstasy of delight slowly faded and it was only
then that I refocused my attention on the three women. Their eyes
were glazed and the one with me in her mouth swallowed noisily as
she released me from her oral grip.
All three were smiling, I was too.
Another command was spoken and I felt myself being laid
horizontal just above the floor. The three women towered over me
and I found myself absolutely captivated by the junction of their
legs. They were smooth where their legs came together, completely
smooth. Where part of me hung out, they didn't. Nothing stood
out, in fact, it seemed to fold in. From this fold a great deal
of moisture seemed to flow. The moisture had a wonderfully
pleasant aroma and I found myself breathing deeply of it.
They were different, definitely very different.
The women were talking amongst themselves again. They seemed to
be having a discussion about what to do with me next. I couldn't
understand what they were saying. But if it was anything like
what had just transpired I was all for it.
For reasons unknown to me I felt me growing again. One of the
women noticed and pushed through the others. She hardly paused
before she gripped my hard man-ness in one hand and threw her leg
over my hips. I didn't have the slightest idea about what she was
going until she sat on me.
If the mouth thing was good this was better. An intense wet
heat surrounded that part of me and I couldn't help but think
that this was just so right. Then she started moving and what had
felt better began to feel unbelievable.
Just as I was really beginning to enjoy this new thing one of the
women sat down on my face! I panicked momentarily; I though for a
moment that she was trying to suffocate me. Then she rose up and
looked down at me she touched my lips and opened her mouth
wagging her tongue up and down. I mimicked her and she sat down
on me placing her fold right over my wagging tongue. My mouth
was filled with the most exotic taste.
I lapped happily away. This was just so cool!
I felt the third woman rest her head on my stomach. I thought she
might be tired until I felt a finger (I'm assuming it was hers)
search out my back end and push inside! I was surprised and a
little concerned at first but it was somewhat pleasant. I could
feel her jaw moving slightly. I wasn't sure what she was doing
but guessed it had something to do with the woman bouncing up and
down on me.
Then they all changed position! The bouncing one stood up and
took the place of the one on my stomach, that woman sat on my
face and that woman sat on me and started bouncing away on her
own. I went back to licking the new one on my face.
She tasted a little different then the first. Same thing with the
third one, slightly different. I think I liked the way the third
one tasted best.
They went through this change of positions five times before I
felt that tingly feeling again. Then they all surrounded me and
gripping me with their hands stroked up and down at a furious
pace. I experienced that wonderful ecstasy again and briefly
observed some kind of white stuff fly up in the air and then
splat down onto my stomach. A feeding frenzy of tongues across my
stomach followed.
And then it was over. The three women had funny smiles on their
faces. They were also acting like they were drunk. The three
women got dressed and just as they exited I heard another spoken
command. I fell the last three inches to the floor.
They had released me from the beam. I pulled my robes back on and
was leaving the room when I saw a flash of light followed by a
"thump" to my chest.
I began to feel as if I was falling asleep. The last thing I
remembered as I passed out was really strange. I was being put
into an empty wine barrel.
Commander Fallopia's Quarters
Elle licked slowly at the Commander Fallopia's thickening labia.
The Commander's musky scent filled her nostrils. Every couple of
minutes Elle looked at Fallopia's clitoris to see if it was
ready.
"You're thinking about other things Commander. If you don't want
to orgasm now I can come back later."
"You're right Elle I'm light-years away. This has been a long
voyage and I guess I'm just tired."
"Commander, is it true that there was a stowaway a man? Is he
okay? Is he still on board?"
"Well there is a man on board. He is in quarantine with the
ground team right now. The ground teams have been having a very
good time with him from the reports I've received. I don't think
I've ever seen their morale higher. I guess he's safe, I haven't
heard otherwise. Anyway their quarantine will be complete in
three days and I was actually thinking of a special ceremony."
Elle watched at Commander Fallopia's clitoris swelled to
fullness. "Must be some ceremony you have in mind." She began to
lick and suck her mistress's clit, until the Commander shivered
in orgasm.
"It is Elle, it is." The Commander pulled Elle up from between
her thighs until Elle's head rested on the softness of her
breasts. Fallopia felt soft lips nibble at her nipple. She
stroked Elle's head lovingly.
"Elle. You have given me good service during this voyage and I am
deeply grateful for your loyalty and dedication. You have pleased
me greatly. And yet, you are still a maiden. During the entire
duration of this voyage you have yet to have your first man. And
you know that I cannot take you until you do."
Elle tried not to trembled, but did anyway. A tear escaped her
eye and fell to Commander Fallopia's breast.
"Oh Elle. You must see it too. You're just not cut out for the
life of a cum pirate. This is a ship filled with women who think
nothing of fucking and sucking their way from one end of the
galaxy to the other. I've seen crewwomen so drunk on cum that
they could barely walk."
"But Commander, I like cum. I've licked it out of you lots of
times. And I've snowballed you too. Remember when I sucked those
three men for you and spit their cum into your mouth. And there
was the time when..."
"Elle." Commander Fallopia pressed her fingers against Elle's
mouth. "Elle. I'm talking about fucking. You've never been
fucked."
"Commander...I just haven't found..."
"I want him to be your first Elle."
"What? Who? You mean the man?"
"I want to watch him deflower you Elle. That's the ceremony I was
talking about. I want to watch our 'man' fuck you. I want to
watch his cum drip out of you. I want to lick his cum out of you.
And after he has thoroughly taken you. I will take you."
"Oh Commander Fallopia, I don't know what to...thank you, thank
you. I'll do whatever you..."
"Yes, yes, yes. I know Elle, I know. Now give me another quick
licking. Then you be off, I'm sure then is plenty for you to
do."
First Officer Vulva slipped the two golden rings of her rank over
her left nipple. She smiled as she looked at the invitation stuck
in the frame of her mirror.
Commander Fallopia of the Clitorious
requests your presence at the
Deflowering of her Personal Attendant Elle Majora.
Clothes optional or erotic; orgy to follow immediately.
BYFSO (Bring Your Favorite Strap On!)
Tonight we feast on: Virgin's Blood in Cum of Some Young Guy.
As Vulva entered the dining room she was pleased to see that
everything was properly prepared. Vulva saluted Commander
Fallopia and sucked gently on the Commander's left nipple. As she
released it she couldn't help but notice the thick platinum band
that surrounded it. Perhaps after this voyage she would be ready
for her own command.
In the center of the room was the ceremonial bed. Elle looked
stunningly beautiful as she floated in the suspender beam. Elle's
legs were spread wide in readiness and her cunt was smooth as
smooth could be. Vulva approached Elle and kissed her softly on
the mouth, then knelt between Elle's thighs and loving licked her
to orgasm.
Vulva faced the assemblage. "A woman's first fuck with a man is a
special event. Taking her into full womanhood and making her
available for taking by all women. The pain of that first taking
is evidenced by the blood that flows from her. It is her scared
release from maidenhood." Vulva kissed Elle again and nodded at
Commander Fallopia.
"Bring forth the one who will be this girl's first."
The man was brought in and positioned between Elle's legs. As
soon as he looked at her his man-ness began to grow. Vulva felt a
tingle between her own thighs as she watched the man-ness harden.
He was a smooth as Elle was and the effect of the two together
was visually dramatic.
His man-ness was now quite hard and F.O. Vulva smiled as she saw
it throb. The man was struggling against his restraints, after
five days of near constant sex he had been isolated away from the
sight or smell of any woman for the last two days. She watched
his nostrils flare as he smelled Elle's virgin offering.
Commander Fallopia was teasing the man into a near frenzy. His
restraint harness would be allowed to move forward until the tip
of his man-ness made contact with Elle's swollen cunt. Actually,
Elle seemed to be pretty worked up too.
The Commander teased them three more times and then swung the
harness back. She had the alignment perfect. The harness was
swung forward and at the last instant he was released. His
momentum carried him right between her thighs. His man-ness split
her cunt right up the middle.
Elle's scream marked her initiation into womanhood. F.O. Vulva
leaned in with the others to watch the man's frenzied fuck. She
doubted that he would last more then a minute of two. Which was
good as far as Vulva was concerned. She was hungry and she wanted
to fuck and be fucked. She especially wanted a sip of Virgin's
Blood in Cum of Some Young Guy.
But the man wasn't fucking Elle.
He was caressing her face. He was wiping the tears from her eyes.
If First Officer Vulva didn't know better she would have said
that the man was concerned about the pain he had just caused
Elle. Of course, this was a preposterous idea that any man could
care about the pain he caused a woman. The thought itself reeked
of blasphemy.
Elle had to buck her hips into him to initiate his thrusting.
Even then he was slow and gentle. There was an unexpected hush in
the room as the man slowly fucked young Elle. Elle began to pant
and writhe under the constant deep thrusting. Vulva had to smile,
evidently the ground team personnel in quarantine with the man
had taught him well. This man knew how to fuck.
Elle was gasping for breaths as she came hard. The man quickened
his pace dramatically and was now pounding hard into Elle. The
poor girl seemed outside of herself with delight. Her head lolled
side to side as her body tremble through orgasm after orgasm.
The man was grunting loudly now and Vulva thought that he must be
getting close himself. Elle's body arched upward like a rigid bow
as she screamed in ecstasy, the man roared with her. The
clenching of his ass was proof enough. He had ejaculated into
young Elle.
Commander Fallopia energized his restraints and he was pulled
back from Elle. Elle was quickly tipped to vertical and a
receiving cup placed beneath her. There was a murmur of approval
as a copious amount of blood-tinged cum dripped from young Elle's
cunt. When the cup was full (an unusual event in of itself!) Elle
was tipped back up upright.
The man looked as if he might be ready for another round. Vulva
smiled at the thought, this could be a fun filled night forall.
Commander Fallopia dipped her right nipple into the cup of Virgin
Blood in Cum of Some Young Guy. She offered the nipple to the
officer on her left who sucked it clean. Fallopia offered the
same to every woman there. The cup wasn't close to being empty.
This had every chance of being a very memorable evening as a
second round of nipple dipped cum slurping occured.
Commander Fallopia smiled broadly, "Well, there appears to be
plenty more where that came from! I certainly remember my first
man, my One, as I'm sure all of you do too. I don't think I've
ever seen anything quite like this." She eyed the man's re-erect
man-ness, "He just might be the wildest One I've ever seen."
There were cheers throughout the room, Vulva noted that the
Ground Team seemed to be cheering loudest. "My women, my
shipmates, my friends, I give you the woman Elle Majora." Raucous
applause and cheers filled the room. Fallopia looked round the
room and then at her beautiful attendant.
First Officer Vulva stepped forward and turned to her Commander.
"Cunt or cock?"
"I believe I'll have the cunt First Officer. You may enjoy the
cock."
Commander Fallopia knelt between Elle's thighs and thoroughly
cleaned her of any remaining cum. Elle came again. Fallopia stood
and pulled her favorite dildo from beneath the bed. She connected
it to her harness and slowly lubed it up. Fallopia placed it at
the swollen entry to Elle's womanliness and slowly filled her.
She took Elle with a passion and an intensity the few of the crew
had ever seen before. It was beautiful to see.
At the same time Vulva licked and slurped the cock until it was
fastidiously clean as well as rock hard. She pushed the man onto
his back and mounted him. She rode his cock to a delightful
orgasm. The orgy was officially in full swing now.
It was a night that no one attending ever forgot. Although some
of the crew remembered that night for reasons quite different
than the rest. The officer in charge of the Ground Team as well
as the three who had smuggled The One, as the man was soon called
by all the crew, on board were subjected to 24 hours of orgasm
denial as punishment for their violation of protocol.
A device was fitted to them that short-circuited their orgasm
just as it was starting. Their crewmates took extra care to
stimulate the quartet to almost orgasm after almost orgasm, until
the four were screaming in deprived agony. That particular
protocol was never violated on the Clitoris again.
In Orbit Around Estrogenos
"Commander. We just received permission to go down planet."
"Thank you, I'll be in my personal quarters if you need me." The
Commander entered her quarters to the sound of Elle getting
thoroughly fucked by The One. The One had become so deeply
attached to Elle that the crew teased her unceasingly about it.
Elle didn't seem to mind one bit and seemed to be quite fond of
The One in return.
Elle saw the Commander enter and quickly grabbed a glass.
"Actually Elle I'd like it from you this time. Let him take you
from behind dear."
Elle got onto her hands and knees and moaned as The One filled
her swollen cunt again. He pounded into her as she clenched her
Kegels rhythmically. As the ships bells chimed The One came with
a loud moan. Elle presented her cum-filled cunt to Commander
Fallopia who quaffed heartily of the milky fluid. Fallopia
marveled as it's warmth filled her whole being. "I can't begin to
tell you how much I am going to miss this."
Elle tried to hide her emotions but failed miserably. The
Commander couldn't help but notice and smiled at her assistant.
"Elle, there is something very important I need to talk to you
about. As you well know, I cannot keep The One on board, he must
go planet side."
"Thawn. Thawn. Thawn" The One babbled enthusiastically.
"Are you still trying to teach him to say his name Elle? Oh he is
the wild one isn't he. Why a man should try to speak is beyond
me, everyone knows a man's tongue is really only good for one
thing anyway." Fallopia smiled at Elle. "As I was saying, he must
go planet side, where he will be quarantined for a year."
Elle gasped in horror. "A year? How will he survive? Who will
take care of him properly? If he's treated like most men..."
"I was coming to that Elle. As you know, I'm planning on offering
him up for stud service. The motility quotient of his sperm is
quite high. Our men barely register on the scale, while he nearly
exceeds our ability to measure his potency. I can't stay and
manage him; in fact, I've already received orders for my next
voyage."
"Oh. When do we leave Commander?" Elle fought a losing battle
with her tear-filled eyes. Had she just had her last fuck with
The One?
"For me, not for a while. For you...probably never."
"What? You're not taking me with you?" This was all too much for
Elle. To lose The One and her Beloved Commander was horrific
beyond words. Amid body wracking sobs that caused her breasts to
jiggle in a most becoming way Elle begged Fallopia to reconsider.
"Anything Commander, I'll do anything for you. Anything!"
"I'm counting on that Elle. I'm counting on your loyalty to me.
I'm counting on your concern for The One."
"I...I don't understand Commander."
"Elle, would you agree with me if I said that The One needed to
be milked daily, at the least? Yes, I though so. And would I be
wrong in speculating that you have more experience milking him
than anyone else? Good. Elle I'll come right to the point. I want
you to go into quarantine with The One and see that he is milked
daily. Until he has cleared quarantine I want 9 out of 10
emissions stored cryogenically. What you do with the tenth is up
to you. Once he clears quarantine I want him mated no more then
once per day. Any extra emissions will be accounted for according
to our prior agreement. Is this acceptable to you?"
"YES! Oh yes, you can trust me completely Commander." Elle hugged
and kissed Fallopia on her lips, breasts and cunt. She slowly and
lovingly licked Fallopia to a satisfying orgasm.
"You'll have to give him a name Elle. Something catchy. The One
will never do. Think up something exotic or wild."
"While...thawn...while...thawn."
Elle placed her fingers on the sides of The One's mouth and
squeezed as he tried speak. "One. One. One."
"Wawn."
"Oh my god Elle he can almost say it. Well done. Well done."
"Wawn whell dawn. Wawn whiled won. Wawnwhiledwon." The One patted
his chest.
"I think he's trying to say that his name is juanwildone?"
"Juanwildone? That's the stupidest name I've ever heard. You know
that's just the kind of proof that shows that repeated erections
can lead to serious brain damage."
"Juanwildone indeed. Gimme a break!"
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