Message-ID: <3659eli$9709031420@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: demon@ih2000.net (Ron Nichols) Subject: Story: Smuggler chapter one (Mf Mm pedo sci-fi rom oral cons) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <340eb1b6.84455895@mail.ih2000.net> Smuggler (Mf Mm sci-fi pedo rom cons oral) by SupMario Chapter One As I settled my freighter gently down in the docking bay's hanger, warning messages flashed to the left of me, as I gazed over the cockpit's controls once more, double checking that all systems were shutting down correctly. That last run had been a tough one, what with the Telarian Cruiser attacking me and nearly crippling my ship in the process. I was just glad that I'd installed that new hyperdrive accelerator. Without it, I'd never have been able to escape. I made sure the clamping locks were in place and made my way out onto the busy hanger. I signalled a loader droid and gave it the orders for the cargo in my ship. It immediately opened the outer cargo bay on my ship and began unloading the valuable cargo. I went to the nearest lift and rode it up to the command deck to make my report to the Commander. I really disliked working for the military, but they paid well, at least. But Commander Shawkin, who I had been smuggling quantum translocating chips for, would be expecting a personal report from me, so I might as well get it over with. The lift stopped and I walked out into the drab grey corridors, and was quickly confronted with armed guards who stared at me menacingly until I showed them my level omega access card and they quickly went back to their former bored-out-of-their-skulls existance. I made my way down the twisting corridors until I came to the right door, and pressed my thumb on the identification grid next to the door. The door opened quietly and I walked in, pointedly ignoring the naked young boys lying around everywhere. The Commander was not shy about the fact that he was very much into little boys. I walked into his private office, knowing he'd be there this time of day, and found him sitting at his desk, a young boy knealing in front of him, servicing his "master's" cock. The Commander had some amazing mental powers which had helped him get to the position he was in, and kept him there. "Ah, Mr. Targin you've returned. I see you've again been successful. How grand, please sit. I have a surprise for you." I sat in a chair in one corner of his office and a small boy of maybe 7 or 8 came into the office, stark maked as usual, and nealt on the floor in front of me and waited. I looked up at the Commander questioningly but then felt the boy's hands at my groin, opening my pants and pulling out my limp cock. Boys aren't my thing and the Commander knew it. Before I could protest or get up however, the blonde haired boy engulfed my entire cock in his mouth and began urgently sucking and licking me, giving me the best head I'd had in years. This kid had talent! I was shocked and amazed at the small boy sucking my cock with such expertise. I simply lay my head back and enjoyed the pleasant feelings my cock was relaying to my brain. After what seemed an eternity, I felt my climax building and my balls tightening until I came violently in the child's mouth. Rope after thick rope of my seed gushed into the eager boys's mouth, and he swallowed it all down until I had spent my last drop and he gave one last kiss to my deflating cock as it came out of his mouth. He put my pants back in order and quietly left as I regained my senses and looked over at the Commander, who was smiling at me, a devilish grin on his face. "Like that, huh? I knew you would. Here's your pay, as promised." He handed me a credit chip and I quickly placed it into my portable scanner, verifying that the funds were really there. They were. I bowed gracefully at him and left, eager to get out of the creepy guy's office. He had been trying to seduce me for months now, and the fact that I wasn't the least bit interested simply made him all the more eager. I was afraid he was going to try something this time, and I was glad I got off with just a blowjob from one of little slaves. That made up my mind though. No more doing runs for him anymore. I was sure that next time he'd fuck me. He was losing patience with me, and I think he realized the only way I was going to do ANYTHING with him, was if he used his power on me. Now that I thought about it, he must have used it to keep me from stopping the boy, cause I normally would have. Even though it had been one of the best damn blowjobs I've ever had in my life, I still felt disgusted now. I went down to the hanger and got back aboard my ship and quickly left the space station, glad to be getting out of there. I set course for the Malary system, and went back to my cabin to get some sleep. I had sufficient warning systems set up that I'd be awakened if anything out of the ordinary happened. I shrugged off my clothes and hopped into bed, glad to finally be getting some sleep. I awoke with a start. The warning system was beeping at me, and all sorts of warning messages were flying through the small monitor by the bed. I cursed, got dressed and went to the cockpit to see what what all the fuss was about. It was a small fighter of some type. It was firing at my ship with some type of energy beam. The shipboard computer had automatically raised my shields when the ship drew near, and it didn't look like the energy beam was going to penetrate my shields. I quickly scanned the other ship and found it lacking shields, odd. Why was it attacking me? Surely it knew it couldn't get through my shields? I sent off a warning shot, designed to scare the thing away, and to my utter shock it imploded as soon as I hit it. Hmm. Must have been some kind of self-destruct. Well, no time to wory about that. I was coming up on my destination. The Malary system had two colonized worlds, both similar to earth-prime, but the largest of the two, Bilan, had a thriving space port that was good for picking up smuggling jobs of all kinds. I docked, then left ship to check out the local scene. I went over to Delara's Cantina and ordered a galactic gargle-blaster. I had acquired a taste for the things since a hitchhiker had introduced me to them a few years ago. They pack quite a punch. I'm one of the few humans who ever orders them in this place. Well after a few drinks I became alot more sociable, and I began talking to the others around me and found an old geazer who wanted to find passage to the Binor system. "My name's Scott Targin. My ship is a MX-1 Freighter, it can get you there in a few days if you have the money. How many passangers? Just you?" "Yes, just me. So how much?" "2500 credits, half in advance. You pay me the rest when we get there." "Okay, here's the money. How soon can we leave? I'll pay you extra if we can leave NOW." "Sure thing. Let's go." I led him out of the cantina to my ship and he strapped himself in beside me in the cockpit while I detatched the ship from the docking clamps and headed for deep space. As soon as we'd broken orbit, I set the coordinates for the Binor system and showed him a cabin where he could rest and relax. I showed him the holocubes in case he got bored and went back to the cockpit where I'd be spending the next few days. I never slept when I had passengers on board. I had a drug for these occasions that kept me from getting tired until the thing wore off, which didn't happen as long as you kept the dosage up. Of course, you can't take it longer then a week at a time, otherwise you can slip into a coma once the stuff wears off. I know that from personal experience. The trip there was uneventful, so I won't bore you with the details. Once we got to the Binor system, we set down on Binor Minor, our destination, and the old man had me come with him to a very scummy apartment building where he entered and came back out with my money. I thanked him and went on my way, back to my ship. As soon as I got there, I felt like something was wrong, but I couldn't see what. I quickly did a scanner sweep over the entire ship and didn't find anything unusual so I set the internal scanners for continuous sweep just to be sure and I went up to the cockpit and made the jump to lightspeed. I made my way back to new earth and home. I set the ship down and made ready to leave when I past the scanner console. It had found something. There was a small lifeform in the cargo hold. I got out my blaster and went outside to check it out. As soon as I opened the hold, a small filth-covered child stared back at me, huddled in a corner, scared out of its wits. I say 'it' because I couldn't tell either way if it was a boy or girl as dirty and mangy as the child was. I put my blaster away and held my hand out to the kid. "Hey, it's okay. I won't hurt you. You can trust me, okay?" The small child studied my face entently and then nodded in agreement and put its small hand in my own and I led the child into my loft, so I could clean the kid up and find out what kind of stow away I'd discovered. I was a bit astonished at the fact that the kid had gone from scared shitless to totally trusting in a matter of minutes. I took the kid into the bathroom and showed it the shower and asked if he/she could manage it alone. The child grinned and nodded so I left and went to the kitchen where I fixed us both something to eat. The poor kid looked like he/she hadn't eaten in days, and I was pretty hungry too. Just as I was putting the food on the table, the kid walked into the kitchen wearing the robe I had left in the bathroom. She was a girl. That much was obvious, now. Her long red hair, which had been matted and bunched together, now hung luxuriously over her shoulders, hung down almost to her waist. Her sparkling green eyes seemed to laugh as I asked to her to sit and eat with me. She sat down at the table, grinning at me and ate ravenously, eating almost three times what I did. When she was finally full, we went to the living room and talked. "Well, first off what's your name?" "Carrie, sir." "Well Carrie, my name's Scott. I'm glad to meet you. How old are you?" "Eleven, sir." "Carrie, you can drop the 'sir' stuff. I'm only 24. Now why did you hide on my ship?" It was a long and sad tale of abuse and neglect. Her parents had both died during a routine flight and she'd been shuttled off to live with her uncle who beat her and abused her until one day he took her into the city with him and the two of them had been attacked by thieves. Her uncle had been killed and she had run away, frightened. She had lived on the streets for over a year before the authorities had discovered her. She was on the run from them when she hid in my ship. I sat back and thought about what I was going to do with her. I couldn't keep her, not with the work I do. Smuggling is not the most healthy environment for a growing child. Maybe... no. My parents hated my guts. I very much doubted they'd even let me in the door, kid or no kid. Carrie must have known what I was contemplating, because she got up and sat down in my lap and put her arms around me. "Please don't send me away!" She buried her face in my chest and started crying her eyes out. I put my arms around her as my heart melted. I couldn't give up this wonderful child. She'd felt so much pain in the past few years that I couldn't think of sending her away. "Okay, Carrie. If you want to, you can stay with me." She looked up at me through teary eyes and smiled at me. She nuzzled against me and simply laid in my arms, resting her head on my chest. She lay like that for an hour before my tiring day finally caught up with me and I took Carrie to bed with me. She woke up while I carried her to bed and as I sat her down on the bed, she took the robe and slid naked under the covers, grinning at me as I undressed and got into bed beside her. She snuggled up against me and fell asleep, and I followed her son after. I was dreaming about screwing a voluptuous red head, feeling my cock sliding in and out of her warm cunt when I suddenly realized... it felt too real! I opened my eyes and found Carrie on top of me, slowly grinding her eleven year old cunt onto my hard cock. Oh god, I'd never felt _anything_ as wonderful as this beautiful girl's clasping, greedy cunt! It felt like her pussy was slowly milking my cock, sending spikes of pure pleasure all over my body, as I lay there staring into Carrie's hypnotic green eyes. Neither of us said a word as she began grinding her hips over mine faster and faster, lost in the need to find her release. My own orgasm was building within me as Carrie's head flew back and she let out a cry of total abandonment, then looked me right in the eyes, and her green eyes flashed at me. She looked like a hungry animal, right then, finding a glorious feast, and I was the main course! Her hips increased their tempo and my climax was suddenly upon me as I gushed my hot seed into her young receptive womb, sending her over the edge once again. She collapsed on top of me and we both fell asleep again, holding each other tightly. She's so beautiful, I thought, as I drifted off. 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