Message-ID: <18330eli$9812270432@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Kristen78@aol.com Subject: "MIR - To Heaven and Back" (Part 1) by Kristen (mf,mc,preg) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII 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: I just made the latest revision of my story "MIR" and wanted to send it out to several friends. This story was written back when American astronauts where manning the station along with the Russians. It was a time of great fear and despair as the MIR was beginning to fall apart. At any rate I thought it would be fun to write a story about it, so I did. Kristen ----------------- cut here for story ------------------------- ("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text Archive name: MIR1.txt (1/2) (mf,mc,preg) Authors name: Kristen Kathleen Becker Story Title : "M.I.R. - A Trip to Heaven and Back" LAST REVISION 12/27/98 -=*=- The only thing I ask is that you don't remove my name or make any changes to my story. If you are a pay site please use this in your free area. Thank you. -=*=- Female astronaut's mission into space. She spends nine months aboard the MIR space station. Gets seduced by handsome Russians, one at a time. Comes home very pregnant. -=*=- "MIR - A Trip to Heaven and Back" By Kristen Shannon Bennet could barely think, the tremendous pressure she was experiencing was even more than she had been prepared to expect. At 20-plus G's, her mind was numb, and she felt herself blacking out. Fear and excitement were coursing through her tense body, each emotion battling for domination at once. To help combat the stress that threatened to over power her senses, Shannon thought back to the events that had put her in the padded seat aboard the Space Shuttle Atlantis, heading for a nine-month mission on the Russian Space Station MIR-19. It had been a long ride, much longer than the two days, three hours, 49 minutes, that this mission to the MIR-19 would take. It all started four years ago, almost to the day. Shannon's mind ranged back to those first days of training in Star City, Russia; the shared training with her fellow astronauts and the MIR-19 primary and backup crewmembers. How strange everything had been back then. She was amazed how comfortable those memories were to her in the present stressful situation. This seventh joint mission to MIR-19 was critical. A lot was riding on her unique experience as a top systems analyst. She was the best flight systems specialist at NASA, and that was the only reason she was there. Shannon knew that the bigwigs at Mission Control hadn't really wanted a woman for this mission. With a faint smile, Shannon thought, 'Well, you just don't have a choice now, do you?' It had been a tough up-hill-fight to get to the top, but she had made it. It was truly the best feeling she'd ever experienced, knowing that she had finally won a place on this mission. As the sounds of a distant mechanical voice popped and crackled in her earphones, Shannon was brought back to the present. "STS-89 Atlantis, this is ground control, please remit status in 10..." Shannon knew that the main boosters where about to fall away, and sure enough, within seconds of the ground contact there was a bump, then silence.... What a feeling, to be released from that titan force of the booster engines and to be in the silence of space, drifting toward their destination at 17,800 miles per hour! Shannon heard Mike Warren, mission commander loud and clear, "Mission control, STS-89, status clear time Zulu 0098/24, all OK." Shannon was glad to know for sure that everything had gone well. No matter how exciting a space mission might be, there was always the underlying fear that something could go wrong. Mike turned in his padded seat and smiled at her, and gave the thumbs up sign. "We're on our way! What a sight, huh?" Shannon looked out the superplex view screen and agreed that it was truly a sight ... space in it's enormity. Yes, it truly was humbling. -=*=- The next two days were uneventful. The daily routine was simple, to get there as fast as possible. Keep the instruments transmitting, eat, sleep, and stay alert. The one thing Shannon wasn't too happy about was the waste management system. She had never gotten used to peeing through a catheter, and was looking forward to the gravity cell on the MIR-19. At least there'd be a toilet there that would work more or less normally, even a static shower, and after two days in space, that sounded like a luxury to her. They were in the MIR-19 vicinity, their equipment told them that the station was within sight, but although Shannon had been looking intently for the Russian space vehicle, she was still unable to see anything man-made. Just then a shout in her earphone exclaimed, "Look at that!" She quickly looked around, trying to see where the other spacecraft was, but instead there was a strange metallic shape moving past them. The commander said, "Space crud. Seems like we're close to the MIR now. Kind of a shame that man has to dump his garbage into space." Shannon looked more carefully at the object sailing by them, and noticed that it was a net bag, full of refuse; she even noticed a 'Coke' can in the garbage being held together by the net. "Well it looks like they get all the comforts of home," she murmured to no one in particular. Then suddenly a shining star appeared ... no it was the sun reflecting off the MIR's solar array. How beautiful it looked hanging there in space before them, all bright and shiny. Shannon had heard so much about the aging space station she had subconsciously thought of a rusting hulk, or pitted shell. But this craft looked almost new, at least from a distance. -=*=- Docking was a real effort. Even with the module designed by NASA, it took almost three hours before the air-locks could be safely opened. The first thing Shannon saw through the open hatch was the face of Nikolai Budarin. He had smoky gray eyes and pitch-black hair, and a smiling face. Shannon had trained with Nikolai almost a year and a half ago. He was from Kirya settlement, Chuvashia, Russia, he had a wife named Marina, and two sons. He reached through the hatch, and speaking in Russian, "Ah Shannon, how good to see you again!" Another of Shannon's many talents was that she could speak Russian fluently, while her fellow NASA crew- members where rudimentary in their Russian language skills. Shannon radiated her warmest smile at him and said, "I'm happy to see you too Niko, and I've been looking forward to getting out of this suit and into something a little more comfortable." With that Nikolai pulled her through the hatch and into the MIR. Within the next five hours, all the supplies were transferred and Scott Miller, her colleague who had been on the station for the past six months was back aboard the Atlantis. No time to waste on this trip. The Atlantis had her own mission to complete, and was scheduled to leave right after transfer was complete. Shannon watched as the two crafts parted, and her fellow American crew- members disappeared into the night of outer space. Nikolai watched Shannon's face as she leaned into the observation bubble to watch her friends sail away on their mission. Nikolai was happy that she was there. He'd always been fascinated by her almost male drive. Yes, he knew that he was a liberated citizen of a country that had dropped the bourgeois notion that women where the fairer sex. But if the truth be known, his society was as sexist as any other. And it amazed him to see a female with such a drive to succeed. It was a great turn-on for him, for he was used to little women, standing behind their men. That's what he thought he'd wanted when he had married Marina. As the last vestige of the Atlantis disappeared into space, Shannon turned back to her new surroundings. She noticed the only other occupant of their little world, Valeri Korzun, the MIR-19 commander, staring at her. She wasn't sure, but she thought she saw a glint in his eyes that might spell trouble in the future. Shannon had always had the knack of reading people's intentions, that's one reason why she'd been so successful in her career. Shannon had always been aware of her looks. Sometimes her striking good looks had been a hindrance. It was always there, and men always responded to her appear- ance, sometimes not taking her seriously, at least until they got to know her. This Korzun fellow looked like he might be one of those. As Shannon thought about it, she realized that the man had been in that confined space for almost a year. Maybe he was just a little up tight, she couldn't really blame him under the circumstances. -=*=- That night after sorting out the personal space ar- rangements, Shannon found that she was more than ready for a sleep period. After dinner, she could hardly keep her eyes open. The events of the day must have been tougher than she'd thought. So with an apology she took herself off to bed. She was grateful that the MIR-19 space station's small pressurization allowed them to wear normal clothing. She was glad to have changed into her uniform of the day, running shorts, sweatshirt, and aerobic shoes. These were going to be her uniform for the next nine months, she thought as she drifted off into a dreamless slumber. -=*=- Shannon's eyes popped wide opened. There was something touching her thigh. She quickly moved into a defensive position, and glared at ... NIKOLAI! "What in the hell do think you're doing Niko?" She was shocked that her friend would do something like that to a professional colleague. Sure, maybe that Korzun guy, but not Niko! "Shannon, I am sorry, it's just that I've been here for so many months, that I find I must have relief. You looked so inviting, and we are friends, I though you might help me with ..." Nikolai almost whimpered, as his eyes fell to the floor plates. "I can't believe you said that Niko! You sound like you're a teenage boy or something," Shannon said in an exasperated tone. Nikolai whispered back, "That's fine for you to say. You're a rich American, and you people get your own compartment, while Korzun and I must share a small space together. When can a man find relief when he has no privacy?" "Well you can't call this privacy now, can you? There are two of us here, just like there are two of you out there," Shannon whispered harshly, frowning at the dark haired young man. Nikolai looked up at Shannon from his crouching posi- tion beside her bunk and said, "I am a man, you are a woman, there is no shame to have sexual things between a man and woman. But there is between two men." "Well you can forget that Niko, cause there isn't going to be any sex between a man and a woman while I'm here either." "Shannon, we do not need to have actual 'sex', but you could still help me so much. Please Shannon I beg you." Shannon looked at Nikolai and noticed that he looked uncomfortable. Her eyes dropped lower and she could tell that he was trying to cover his crotch from her view. "Nikolai you are married, and have children. This is not right, what you ask," said Shannon. But Nikolai didn't say anything he just stood and then sat on the edge of Shannon's bunk. As she watched the young cosmonaut unzipped his trousers and to Shannon's surprise his fully erect penis popped out through the opening. She had expected to see bulging underwear, but he obviously wasn't wearing any. Nikolai looked at her, with pleading eyes, as she looked at his erection pointing straight toward the ceiling. He *did* look interesting. He also truly looked distressed. Shannon thought a little guiltily. An idea struck Shannon, 'They ought to do a scientific study about men's sexual drives under space condi- tions.' She hesitated a moment longer, then tentatively reached a hand out and touched the young man's throb- bing member. She pulled away when he almost jumped to a standing position at her touch. "I am sorry Shannon, please don't stop. I promise to hold still, it was just too much to stand for a moment. I am so painfully aroused to be here with you." After a moment, Shannon reached for his stiff manhood again and smoothed her hand along its hot, erect shaft, marveling at his response. His whole body trembled at her simple touch. She gently grasped his cock and began to pull at the taught skin of the smooth shaft as she began to masturbate him. Again Shannon was very surprised when Niko began to shoot his sperm onto her and her bunk after only three or four pumping motions. Nikolai was gasping loudly as he came. Shannon stopped her hand action and reached for a cloth as quickly as she could. It was hard to believe that one man could manufacture so much sperm. But in Nikolai's case it was so. He took over when she had stopped, and continued with his own hand on his swol- len cock, as frantically kept pumping his seed into the cloth being held by the American. Finally after at least 10 huge spurts of come, Nikolai slumped back onto the bunk with a big sigh of relief. Shannon began to giggle quietly at the sight of this big man so obviously under her complete control. It was a new feeling for Shannon, to be able to completely dominate another human being, especially a man. As she looked upon the resting form of the handsome cosmonaut, sexy thoughts began to surge through her mind. Without really thinking about the potential con- sequences, Shannon leaned over Nikolai and began to lick at his still erect penis. She had done this for several of her past boyfriends in the past, and knew how much men liked it. Shannon thought it would be interesting to see what effect it would have on a man who had only come once in over six months. It had the desired effect. Nikolai began to moan loudly as Shannon moved her tongue over the surface of his still erect sex organ. Encouraged by his reactions, she took the head of his cock into her mouth, trying to take it in as far as possible, swirling her tongue around his shaft at the same time. She had to admit that he felt delicious against her tongue, and his reactions to her attentions were making her quite wet. In something less than a minute, Shannon felt her mouth fill up with Niko's hot sticky come. She pulled her mouth off his swollen spurting cock and took the rest of his sperm in the palm of her hand while Niko's hips thrust back and forth as he desperately unloaded his body of more unwanted seed. As Nikolai's orgasm came to an end he slowed his hump- ing motions and opened his eyes just in time to see Shannon licking his sperm from the palm of her hand. It was the most erotic sight he'd ever seen, watching the beautiful American drinking his hot Russian sperm. He groaned with his lust for this woman, he didn't know how he'd live if she refused him her sex after this. Just then both Nikolai and Shannon looked up as Com- mander Valeri Korzun gasped in shock at the scene before him. He saw Nikolai sprawled semi-naked upon the American woman's bunk, and he saw what looked like his fellow cosmonaut's come dripping from her lips. Shannon remembering herself, jumped up, almost hitting her head on the bulkhead, and at the same time off- loading Nikolai onto the floor. Korzun could see fear cross the woman's face. He knew what had just happened could end Shannon's career, as well as Nikolai's. He liked that. He liked that he had the upper hand. He'd wanted to have the American woman since he'd first laid eyes on her. He also knew that she had rejected him at the beginning. He could tell that right away. No it didn't matter, if she was a big enough slut to have sexual relations with Nikolai, then she was going to have them with him too. These thoughts ran through Valeri Korzun's mind as he watched the two people in front of him squirming around trying to clean up the mess they'd made. Without a word, Korzun turned around from the cubical entrance, and went back to his own bunk. If Nikolai and Shannon could have seen his face, they would have noticed a very satisfied smile radiating from it. Continued in part 2... * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * KRISTEN'S LAW: It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with strangers. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with strangers!! You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it. OBEY KRISTEN'S LAW AND LIVE! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 8 -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----