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Chapter 6 of 7.  The resulting circus when a Confederation Space Marines
pickup team drops in on a diner.  A Swarm Cycle story.





  
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Author: Thinking Horndog
Title: Pickup Number Eighteen
Part: 6 of 7
Universe: The Swarm
Summary: The resulting circus when a Confederation Space Marines pickup team
drops in on a diner.

Keywords: ScFi MF Mf MFf Mff reluc ir voy exhib oral anal humil

Chapter 6

	Things went fairly smoothly that day, despite the size of the group;
Bet and I actually had time to plan for Drop Number Five of the current
mission -- which would be my nineteenth career drop.  When we went off-cycle,
Kellie and Vickie were right there; I was tempted to let them off the hook for
round three, but Kellie would hear none of it declaiming, "I'm here and I'm
happy about it, and I owe a lot to you.  I have the rest of my life to thank
Tom and Mom."

	"Well, okay," I shrugged.  After all it was an ass fuck, which could
go either way.  "My quarters again?"  She nodded and the pair of them followed
me.

	Bet was there, but she left as soon as we arrived.  I was kind of
confused as to how we should do things -- pretty ambivalent, actually.  "What
about warm-up?"

	"I could suck you," Kellie offered.

	"That wouldn't warm YOU up," I pointed out, "It's a lot less fun going
in cold."

	"Why don't you lick her and I'll take care of you?" Vickie asked.

	"That should work, if we can arrange ourselves properly," I admitted.
The trick was going to be hitting everything that needed hitting; I needed
there to get Kellie's pussy going and tongue her ass some, then probably go in
doggie.  Add to that Vickie trying to get at my cock, and there could
certainly be issues...  Eventually, we settled on Kellie squatting over my
face while Vickie knelt over my cock.  That let me reach both her pussy and
her back hole easily; I'm not a rim-job type but I knew it would help open her
up.  That, and some lube I had lying around, would get me in, I figured.

	Kellie loved tongue -- front AND back -- and Vickie was a virtuoso; I
had to wave her away to keep from wasting a cum in her mouth -- not that it
would have been a waste, really...  But Kellie's little bunghole was winking
regularly, so I blindly waved for the lube bottle and Vickie took it and lubed
me up.  I slid out from under Kellie to reposition -- and discovered that I
had an audience.  Bet had collected Tina and she was watching with big eyes.

	That lent a little spice to things; Kellie picked her up when she
turned her head to watch me, and I think it had a similar effect on her.  For
an anal virgin, she took my insertion well; I made sure her little bung stayed
damp all the way in, working it slowly and reaching underneath to finger her
tight pink twat and keep her getting happy signals from her bottom half.  Once
I was in deep, I started moving slowly, then jacked it up as she adapted.

	There was too much lube for a while; it was so slick that I wasn't
getting much.  But things improved after a minute or so.  I wanted Kellie
happy, and she was beginning to grunt a bit, so I cast around for something to
keep her going.  Vickie was out; I wasn't going to set the bar where incest
was concerned; Bet was there, but that was an imposition, in my opinion.  That
left Tina...  "Get over here and see if you can diddle her clit a little and
help her stay happy!" I directed.

	Tina didn't look thrilled, but Bet growled, "Go on, it won't hurt you.
Think about how it's gonna be when he sticks that thing up YOUR ass!"  Tina
got moving.  She leaned in and reached under Kellie to diddle her, which
brought her more or less nose to bellybutton with me; out of politeness, I
rubbed her back and stretched myself to play with her ass a bit.  I wasn't up
for serious distractions, though; she got whatever I could spare while I poked
Kellies guts to my heart's content -- which turned out to be about ten
minute's worth.  I think she got a little pop, but not anything amazing; I got
a good, solid cum -- not anything Earth-shattering, but I let go with three or
four good squirts.

	Anal sex runs the gamut from oddly clean to horribly messy; this was
close to the clean end, probably because of all the lube.  Still, I didn't
plan well -- Bet sent Tina to the nearest head for some wipes.  When Tina
returned, I put her on cleanup detail, telling her, "You'd better make sure
it's squeaky clean -- you never know where it's going next..."  This was all
smoke -- I had no plans to do anything with Tina -- but she was VERY careful
about cleaning my cock, and after a close examination, she wrapped her lips
around it.

	I'd been busy being nice to Kellie -- cuddling her since I knew that
she hadn't had the most incredible of experiences.  When I gasped, she
giggled, "Now you've done it!"

	"Huh?"  Okay, the little head drains all of the blood from my brain
and I get slow...

	"First you got her hot, so she could get over being a big chicken,
then you put a dick in her hands..."  Kellie giggled again.  "You've created a
monster, wait and see!  She's wanted one of those for YEARS!"

	Kellie was right; Tina was making like a vacuum cleaner.  "Yikes!" I
grunted, "Easy with the teeth!"  Tina didn't back off to apologize, but she
got that piece under control.

	Vickie waved and headed for the door, "Looks like you need the space.
Come on, Kellie."

	"I want to watch," Kellie argued.  Then she moved her lips in an
exaggerated manner without making any sound.  I didn't know what she said, but
Vickie cackled and headed out.  Bet said, "Well, you might as well get your
pound of flesh, since she's busy cutting it off and handing it to you.  I'm
gonna go see Tom."

	"Yeah, sure, okay..."  I was powerfully distracted.  Kellie got up off
my bunk and circled around to pull Tina's shorts off; Tina stood to let her do
it, but she didn't let go of her lip lock on my cock once.

	"Can you do for her what you did for me?" Kellie asked.

	"What?"  Yeah, I wasn't all there.

	"Stretch out on your back and let her straddle you and, you know..."

	"Oh," I grunted.  "Yeah, I can do that."  Movement and adjustment
meant that Tina had to stop -- but she wouldn't let go.  I compromised by
holding the back of her head while I settled back and stretched out.  Tina
rotated herself around gingerly and I found myself looking at a not terribly
huge looking gash between a pair of narrow thighs with a little fluff thin,
fairly straight hair on its mound that swept in from the edges toward the
center making a natural 'V' pointed at her clit.  I put my hands on her hips
just above her ass and tugged her down and she repositioned her knees so she
could fold them more and drop in close and I stuck out my tongue and started
exploring...

	...And learned instantly all about girls with under-slung jaws and
sixty-nine!  Tina went "Oomph!" as soon as my tongue touched her clit, and
buried her face in my crotch; my cock went 'Pop!' and slid right into her
throat!  I think she was as shocked as I was, but she knew a good thing when
she felt it; feeling my cock enter her throat became a regular feature of her
blowjob.  Meanwhile, I clutched her to me because her hips danced all over the
place when I tongued her twat, her thighs jumping and shaking.

	This couldn't last -- and it didn't.  I wasn't very long at all before
she wailed, "MMMMMMMMPPPHHH!!!" around my cock and started shimmying like
nobody's business.  The built-in hum job and watching her pussy lips throw
themselves open and closed while juice dripped onto my tongue set me off in
her throat!  She backed off, but she was still moaning, so I kept blasting
while I licked her clitty and watched her pussy lips invite me to split her
hymen.

	I settled down after three or four good squirts, but Tina kept
vacuuming, so I kept licking.  Finally, she popped up and gasped, "Oh my God!
Fuck me, PLEEEEASE!"

	"Climb on, then," I gasped, knowing I hadn't gone down.  Tina fairly
spun in the air above me and ended up straddling my hips, facing me.  "What
are you, a fucking gymnast?" I gasped.

	"Six years," she replied, raising herself so that my cock, which was
busy sliming her ass-crack with pre-cum, cleared her pussy -- then she grasped
it and settled her little hole over it.

	There WAS a hymen there -- I'd seen it -- but it had looked pretty
much defeated before I got there.  I finished the job -- or, rather, Tina did,
with the help of my erection.  She winced as my glans passed her opening, and
basically, that was it; I found myself surprised that such a tiny-looking twat
was absorbing my length so readily.  Then she was up and down on it like she
was posting on an English saddle, puffing and gasping, her eyes rolling.

	"Go, Tina, go!" Kellie giggled in the background.  I got the
impression that there were two giggles, but I couldn't tell for sure without
looking, and it just didn't seem worth it to bother, since Kellie was near the
door and effectively above my head.

	I let Tina handle things; all I could do was get in her way.  She was
an impressive fuck -- wild!  For twenty minutes, I don't think I felt the same
spot on her pussy walls in two consecutive strokes once -- which actually
extended my control, as I couldn't scratch the same itchy place on my cock
enough in her to trigger a cum.  Finally, though, after she lit off for what
must have been the sixth time, she idled a few strokes and I blew a SERIOUS
nut into her; all in all it had to be the damnedest piece of ass I'd ever had!

	Tina collapsed atop me to the sound of a lot of clapping and giggling.
I cranked my head around and Kellie and Becky were both standing there.
"Y'all go on about your business," I grunted.  "Tell Bet to lock down the pods
-- I can't seem to get up..."  This brought more giggles, and Kellie
acknowledged me by saying, "Yes, sir!" which was more respect than I expected,
frankly.  I heard the door close, but I was down three nuts and wasted and
covered by a hundred pounds of bony female; I didn't hear anything else...

                         --------------------

	I awakened in a sandwich; the ass crack my morning woody was nestled
in was a lot more plush than I remembered Tina's as being.  From the feel of
things, Tina was behind me.  "Hey, there, Super-Stud, rise and shine!" Bet's
voice sounded above me.  I opened one eye; so who the fuck owned the
grapefruit-sized tit I was holding?

	"He's risen already," a voice giggled -- Becky?  Blonde hair...  "My
ass is gooey."

	"Becky?" I asked, "Didn't I tell you to go on about your business?"

	"This IS my business!" Becky retorted.  "I owe you three fucks!"

	"Yeah, well, maybe -- I must've been insane, coming up with that."

	"Hey, I watched you with Tina and heard ALL ABOUT what you did with
Kellie -- I've got NO PROBLEM paying up!" Becky retorted.  "But I don't have
any cherries..." she added impishly.

	Somehow I wasn't surprised.  "I don't have a lot of time, apparently,"
I told her, "We may have to put this off until later."

	"I woke you up early, knowing how popular you are all of a sudden,"
Bet simpered.  "Go ahead and poke her -- you have time."

	"Do my ass," Becky hissed.  "I like it there.  Kellie says you know
how to take it easy."

	"No lube," I pointed out.

	"You're gooey, and I'm not cherry," she retorted.  "It's actually
better if it isn't so slick, isn't it?"

	Shrugging, I backed and filled, poking around for her asshole.  It
found me, it seemed like.  "Yeah," she grunted.  "Press slow -- I'll open up."
She did, too -- I sank slowly into her ass -- which was tight, but wasn't
fighting me every millimeter of the way.  "Oooohhh, that's nice!" she moaned.
I became aware that she was masturbating furiously.  "Let's do it on the
floor," she gasped, and started moving; I had to follow or have my dick broken
off at the root.  It was two feet to the floor, but she did this all-fours
thing and then settled downward.  I stumbled along behind, anchored by my cock
and an arm around her waist and we ended up with her on her hands and knees
with her legs spread and me draped over her, still embedded.  I jacked myself
up to the vertical and started sliding in and out and she pushed one hand out
in front of her to brace and resumed rubbing her gash with the other and we
were in business.

	Becky must have been one Hell of a slut in high school, because her
ass knew all about cock!  She had being butt-fucked down to a fine art; she
knew when to clench and when to let go.  Clearly, Becky DID enjoy anal sex,
too, because she came twice in the very few minutes I managed to hold it
together before flooding her colon with jizz.

	I rocked back on my heels, extracting my cock.  "Whew!  That was
nice!"

	"Mmmmmm," Becky agreed.  "I found that I liked that enough that I
could keep my cherry, even when a guy was insistent.  Being on the
cheerleading squad meant you basically had to put out, somehow -- and most
guys can't resist trying ass.  I kept my cherry until I started dating a guy
with a six point six -- we had an arrangement, but it's gone now..."

	I found myself wondering if the guy was a predator -- but Becky was,
too, in her own little way.  Standing, I said, "I hate to fuck and run, but I
need to get to work.  You need to get back to Tom so you can get today's
briefings and whatever else he has planned."

	Becky flopped over on her side and replied, "I'll go as soon as I
catch my breath."

	From my bunk, Tina asked, "Are you gonna do that to me?"

	I grimaced.  "I was, but it probably wouldn't be your forte.  You did
really well with the other two -- maybe I'll leave a cherry for your new
sponsor -- unless you decide you just HAVE to have it."

	Tina nodded.  "I'll think about it."

	"Go back to your pod and awaken the other girls," I ordered, then
headed for the shower.

	Bet and I delegated eyeballing the troops to PVTs Heller and Snead
while we worked on Drop Five -- except for the time I spent eyeballing the
spares, who were still my problem.  Bet took an opportunity to chide me, "So,
are we all done, then?  Does Mr. Gigolo have no time for his old girlfriend?"

	I blushed.  "Everybody has been oddly insistent on sleeping with me --
maybe it's my new after-shave..."

	"Tom told Kellie and Becky that they were second-hand citizens until
their debt to you was handled," Bet replied.  "I was there."

	"And Tina?" I prompted.

	"They owe you, too.  Somebody has to make sure it happens," Bet
replied calmly.  "Besides, we're not married -- and I get to see how you react
to other women.  I'm thinking that you like variety..."

	"I don't think there is a guy out there that doesn't," I replied, "but
the familiar is nice, too."

	The AI picked that moment to interject, "Males of your species are not
monogamous -- and females are only culturally inculcated with the desire, as
it improves their chances of garnering proper support for their offspring.
Polygamy is a thoroughly elegant solution."

	"Uh, thanks for the input," I muttered.

	"You are welcome," the AI replied.  Somehow, he managed to let us know
that he HAD detected my sarcasm.

	Bet appeared unfazed as she declared, "Undoubtedly, Becky will return
tonight -- and I plan to put Marie on backup."

	"Why the hurry?" I asked.

	"God knows what trouble you'll get into on this next drop," she
replied.  "Besides, once you've gone through your harem, you'll have time for
poor old me again..."  She stuck out her lip in a pout.

	"You can stick yourself anywhere you want in the rotation, Babe," I
told her, "you know that."

	"I do," she agreed, "but I'm sharing Tom with Vickie tonight.  He's
ready."

	"Good!"  Tom would be more ready as time went on, but I could use the
help...

                         --------------------

	Marie took to eyeing me sidelong with this look on her face.  "What's
up with you?" I asked.

	"Tina says you're some kind of sex god..."

	"Tina exaggerates -- besides, she's insatiable," I replied.  "How does
this affect you?"

	"It doesn't, I figure," Marie replied, looking away.  "I'll get the
three times you bargained for, maybe, and..."

	"And what?"

	"And you'll move on."

	"I have other commitments," I admitted, "but you are useful outside
the bedroom.  Let's wait and see, shall we?"

	She smiled wanly.  "Thanks for trying."

	"Hang in there," I told her.  "You can't win if you don't play."
Elle, watching, smiled; Beverley just rolled her eyes.  "How long before the
braces can come off?"

	"Any minute, I think," she replied.  "Do you think it will make a
difference?"

	"Well, you won't be cutting up your lips all the time," I replied.
"Maybe you'll stop worrying so much."

	"Maybe."

	Mike's Hispanic beauties had a cat-fight at that point -- both of them
had tempers, and the heavier Mex chick was a real slut -- so I had to
supervise the separation.  Mike handled it, though, and was no-nonsense about
it, which worked for me.  "Hot tempers," I observed.

	Mike nodded.  "As the one loses weight, the other worries --
especially since the big one has no problem asking for sex."

	"How do you plan to handle it?"

	"They have to learn to work as a team," he replied.  "I'm going to
make them learn to include one another and rely upon one another... somehow.
I've got a couple of ideas."

	"Good luck."

                         --------------------

	Later, I caught Bet somewhere quiet.  "Look, don't bring Marie in if
Becky is going to be there."

	"Why?"

	"Becky is everything Marie thinks she ought to be -- she would start
making comparisons and coming up short -- when really she has a lot more on
the ball..."

	Bet smiled and shook her head.  "Every time I get to thinking you're
totally dense, you hit me with something like this."

	"I try," I defended myself, "I'm just not very good at it."

	"Yeah, right!" Bet snorted and ruffled my brush cut.  "Let's get back
in there -- we're twenty hours from drop."

                         --------------------

	I barely made it through the door to my quarters; Becky was there,
naked, in advance -- no doubt with Bet's connivance.  Thirty seconds later,
she had my cock out.  I stood there to take it; something in me didn't feel
like being nice, so I dribbled her head on my cock.  I don't know why to this
day -- I think it was all about her confidence that she could handle any guy,
one way or another.  I know I surprised her when I palmed the back of her head
and kept driving her onto my length -- I surprised ME!  It sped things up,
though, I think.  They say that sex is more between the ears than anywhere
else, and I wanted her to know that she wasn't in charge.  She choked on my
cum when I shot off -- I didn't warn her -- and sat back, recovering, getting
her throat and lungs working.  "Why did you do that?"

	"Cum?" I asked.  "I thought that was the purpose of the exercise."

	"No -- well, yes -- but that way, I mean.  As far as I know, you
haven't been like that with anyone else," Becky insisted.

	"No, I got irritated with your attitude," I told her.  "You aren't in
charge here -- I am -- and if I decide to toss you out an airlock, the Darjee
will be terribly upset, but other than that, I don't have to answer to anybody
but God!  I won't be manipulated; since you think you can manipulate me, there
was going to be a confrontation.  Depending on your attitude, that won't be
the end of it, either!"

	"Okay, okay!!" Becky backed off, her arms in front of her to ward me
off.

	"I fuck who I want to, when I want to -- and maybe I don't want to
fuck you!" I rasped.

	"Okay," Becky placated.  "That's cool.  I'm sorry.  I just thought
we'd get on with it."

	"Who told you that you could think?" I ranted.  "You're not here to
think!  You're here to be fuck meat!  Climb up on that bed and spread your
legs, fuck meat!"

	She did as she was told, a little fearfully, and I stuck my cock in
her and tried my damnedest to pull her inside out with it.  I was mad -- I
have no idea to this day why, but it was more than just anger.  I grabbed her
beautiful fat round titties and squeezed and pinched and generally mauled them
while bashing the hell out of her pubic mound.  It was violent -- almost rape
-- but the fact was, she wanted to be there.  In fact, she wanted to be there
EVEN MORE when I went nuts on her!!  Somewhere about the time her eyes rolled
back and she went cherry-red and screamed, I realized that one of us had
created a monster!

	When she came back, she went totally animal on me, lurching up and
wrapping her arms around me and scratching my back -- and throwing her cunt
against me from below as hard as she could.  Fortunately, I was already there,
slamming back at her, insane with something that might have been lust -- and
might not.  She screamed again and went into a frenzy, and it set me off and I
tried my damnedest to poke my cock right through her cervix and into her womb
before jetting blast after blast of semen into her.

	She collapsed and I crashed down atop her and lay panting, feeling the
various scratches on my back and suddenly realizing that somewhere in there,
she'd bitten me.

	I levered myself up and looked at her face.  Her eyes opened, but they
were glazed.  "Wow!" she husked.

	"Yeah, no kidding..." I muttered.

	"I've never been just... taken... like that!  It was... awesome!" she
gurgled.

	I kept my mouth shut.  Saying, "It was?" would make me look pretty
stupid.  I backed off her and, since some comment from me was apparently
required, grunted, "You pissed me off."

	"If I piss you off again, will you fuck me like that?"

	"No," I grunted.  "You enjoyed it too much."  I turned away.  "You
need to leave.  Tell Tom we're done."

	"Okay..."  She sounded hurt.  I heard her collect her stuff, but I
contrived not to look at her.  She gathered her things and slunk out.

	I sat on my bunk, rubbing my face.  "What the fuck was that?"

	"That was a feedback loop," the AI announced.

	I damned near jumped out of my skin!  I hadn't shut him out -- again!
"What do you mean by that?" I asked when I'd gotten done cursing.

	"She irritated you, basically, because she represents the group of
people who always put you down in your youth -- people who get everything they
want because of their looks.  She tried to control you and you became angry
and brutal in an attempt to teach her a lesson.  She, however, has been
looking for someone to dominate her, to take control from her and make her
feel helpless -- so she reacted strongly to you."  He paused.  "There was more
to it than that -- you would have never lost control except for some trigger.
I could not detect it, but I have deduced that it may have been telepathic or
empathic."

	"Uh huh," I grunted, unconvinced.  "Well, the whole thing makes me
want to vomit.  I can't believe I did that!"

	"I suggest that you avoid the young woman, then," the AI advised.
"She was happy with the outcome, however, so it may be more difficult than you
might think."

	"I'll speak to Tom."

	"Excellent idea.  Tell him that she craves control.  It will help him
to manage her," the AI advised.

	"Right.  I'm going to bed.  I don't think I can handle any more women
right now."

	"Don't blame yourself," the AI advised.  "There were other factors at
work, here.  I believe that she found a handle -- something that would set you
off.  She wanted you to be aggressive, subconsciously, so she pushed you.
When you actually became aggressive, she kept at it -- and enjoyed the
results."

	"Well, tell Bet that if she has any wild plans to sic more women on me
tonight, don't."

	"It is done."

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