Alpha Quadrant

Melissa is awakened by the sound of a message notification on her ping. Taking just a moment to realize that she’s in her own bed, the groggy blonde glances at the naked body lying beside her; Alec, lying face down, is drooling into his pillow. “Mmmm…you were so good last night, baby…” she murmurs appreciatively, gazing lovingly at her teenage stud boyfriend, letting her eyes rove down to his bare, firm young ass. She reaches over to her nightstand, grabs her ping and reads the waiting message from her daughter, announcing that she’s pregnant! One half of the mother-daughter pregnancy pact has been fulfilled; Melissa’s period is almost due and she’s hoping that it doesn’t come. I hope you got the job done last month, baby…she thinks, glancing over again at the still slumbering Alec. You, or one of those other guys…

“Yo, dude, how was Courtney yesterday…?” Ryan asks Logan, flashing a sly little smirk with his braces. “Ask Justin…he fucked her all night…fucked the shit out of her!” Logan replies with a lascivious chortle. “Oh, I figured that he did…I was just wondering if you got a piece of her, too, when you did that photo shoot…did she at least blow you…?” Ryan wonders out loud. “Would you hold it against me if she did, bro…?” Logan replies, gauging whether to tell his girlfriend’s brother about yesterday’s illicit encounter with the celebrity vlogger. “No way, bro! Matter of fact, I was hoping that you’d get the chance to fuck her!” Ryan replies reassuringly. “I did fuck her, bro! In the studio before the shoot, right on top of the table…dumped my load in her!” Logan replies proudly, flashing his dimpled grin. “Yo, awesome, dude! You scored Courtney Starr! You AND Justin!” Ryan exclaims, flashing his braces in a wide grin and exchanging a high five with the older stud. “Dude, every time I watch one of her videos now, I’m gonna be thinkin’ I was in that pussy!” Logan replies. “Holy shit! Every dude wishes he was in that pussy! Congrats, bro!” Ryan exults, genuinely happy for the stud who’s like an older brother to him. “Yo, can you just do me one favor, bro…? Don’t mention a word of this to Shan…not even joking around…” Logan replies. “No way am I gonna say anything to Shan, bro…I know you love her…but when you’re a dude, your dick’s gonna roam…that’s just nature!” Ryan replies, not at all offended that Logan temporarily strayed from his sister. “Thanks, dude! Yo, speaking of roaming, Shan’s been telling me that you’ve been staying out all night…you been putting that dick to good use…?” Logan asks. “You know it, bro…four chicks so far…all MILFS!” Ryan boasts. “Way to go, dude! You been eatin’ pussy like I told you to…?” Logan asks. “Yeah, bro…I always lick it before I stick it…get them off three times before I put my dick in them, just like you taught me!” Ryan replies proudly, exchanging another high five with the blond stud. “Yo, four chicks…that’s fucking awesome! No wonder you’re always wearing that cap now, like all those redheaded porn studs!” Logan exclaims, noting the backwards baseball cap that Ryan now never seems to take off. “Yep, bro, I’m a stud in training!” Ryan replies, flashing another tinsel grin…

“You can’t be serious! You want me to sleep with one of your friends just because you lost a bet…?” Melissa exclaims in wide-eyed amazement, aghast at the proposition that Alec has just made to her. “Yo, I can’t welch on a bet…I literally don’t have the money and I couldn’t think of any other way to pay him off…” the teen replies sheepishly; the couple are still naked in bed together and Alec has finally told his MILF girlfriend about the bet he made with Dawson. “So, you offered my ass to pay him off…???” the blonde exclaims indignantly. “Yo, dude has a big dick…not as big as mine, but…” Alec offers apologetically, but Melissa is having none of it. “I don’t care how big his penis is! You shouldn’t have made the bet if you didn’t have the money!” the beautiful MILF exclaims in exasperation, as Alec hangs his head in shamed silence. “Yo, I’m sorry, babe…” the stud finally murmurs. His obvious regret makes Melissa calm down; she’s the adult in the room and she comes up with an adult solution to the dilemma. “Okay, babe, I’m sorry…I’ll loan you the money to pay your friend off…how much do you owe him…?” she now proposes. “Ummm…100 credits…” the teen murmurs in response. “100 credits?!?? Okay, but you’re paying me back…every last decimal!” Melissa replies, laying down the law to her wayward young lover. “Yo, thanks, babe…I guess you can just put the money in my account and then I can transfer it to him…?” the stud now asks. “No way! I’m not giving you the money just so you can act like some kind of big shot…send him over here and I’ll set up the transfer with him in person…I want him to know where it’s coming from!” Melissa replies and without much choice in the matter, Alec reluctantly agrees…

Delta Quadrant

The Delta offensive is now grinding into its 7th day. 18,000 space troopers have perished so far and still there’s no bridgehead on the Zadon side of the bog, but that just means that more boys need to be fed into action. The High Command’s supply of teenage boys is inexhaustible; the redheads from Epsilon are being consumed at the rate of 2,000 per day but there are still thousands more waiting for their turn to go in, freckle faced and lusting for combat. As dawn breaks, another wave of black armored teenagers, the Epsilon redheads, native Delta boys and teens from Alpha and Beta alike, surge eagerly into the bog. The boys are fully aware of the heavy death toll that’s being imposed on the space troopers, but this only seems to increase their fervor to get into action, to hurl their armored bodies into the maelstrom. As the fresh platoons advance, they see evidence of the carnage that’s killed so many of their fellow teens and that will soon consume them as well. Abandoned backpacks are scattered all over the place, along with discarded belts, water bottles and sheathed combat knives; the wreckage of downed Zadon battle drones also litter the landscape. Most prevalent, of course, are the bodies. Armored corpses are strewn all over the battlefield like broken, discarded machines. Some of them lie in neat rows; these were the teens slaughtered by the battle drones, standing their ground and dying en masse in disciplined formation. Other corpses lie scattered in every imaginable contorted position, human bodies blown like chaff to the four winds by hypersonic mortar blasts. The most disturbing sights of all are the parts of bodies that are otherwise completely submerged; one platoon sloshing its way forward comes across a neat line of rounded objects, nine or ten of them, just on the surface of the bog, looking like a set of steppingstones through the muck. It takes a moment for the passing platoon to realize that they’re looking at the mud splattered tops of space trooper helmets; underneath each one of them is the armor encased corpse of a boy entombed in the quagmire. What happened to the doomed squad of teens can only be speculated on, but apparently they were advancing single file along what they thought was a safe path and were swallowed up by the bog before they even realized what was happening. Elsewhere, an outstretched gloved hand, caked with mud, sticks up out of the ground, a final, futile appeal for help from a teen being consumed alive by the muck. In another spot is the incongruous sight of a pair of upside down boots sticking up out of the squishy ground; the luckless boy wearing them was apparently tossed head over heels by a mortar blast that pitched him headfirst into the bog. The sight is so bizarre that the advancing troopers make grim jokes, directed at the upended pair of legs: “Where’s the diving board, dude?” “How’s the water, dude?” “Yo, dude will do anything to impress the chicks!” are some of the heartless catcalls directed at their slain fellow teen. Already feeling mechanical, robotic and anonymous in their tight black battle armor and opaque helmets, they’re further desensitized by the sight of so many nameless, faceless corpses; the anonymous armored bodies and body parts strewn all over the place aren’t brothers and friends, they’re just discarded toys, broken by the great game of war, left to rot and eventually sink out of sight into the all consuming bog…

Another macabre attraction is a corpse caught in the branches of one of the stunted trees that dot the blighted landscape. Lying face down, arms dangling limply, the armored form was a corporal in life, as evidenced by the two red stripes on his armor. Apparently tossed into the air by a mortar blast, the teen landed in the loving embrace of the tree’s gnarled branches which now cradle him; there’s no telling how long the 16 year old has been up there but judging by the putrid stench emanating from the armored shell, he’s been there for quite a while. “Yo, cool!” a 14 year old Epsilon boy calls out at the grisly sight, prompting similar exclamations of approval and crude jokes from the rest of the recruit platoon. It’s easy to overlook the fact that the armor encased form was once a human being and after seeing so many corpses that were mown down in neat ranks by Zadon battle drones, having your body blown up into the branches of a tree at least seems like a more interesting way to die. Like the boy in the upended boots, the corpse rotting in the tree has some shred of individuality remaining to him, setting him apart from all the other anonymous corpses littering the landscape and many of the young redheaded recruits agree how grotesquely cool it would be to end up like the corporal, on full display as you slowly rot in your armor beneath the blazing sun. After resting for a few moments, the recruits plod forward again, weighed down by their heavy backpacks, deeper into the bog. Most of them will perish today, along with thousands of other teens as their ranks are shredded by Zadon battle drones and heavy artillery; hundreds more will drown or suffocate in the bog itself and still no bridgehead will be achieved…

Alpha Quadrant

“Yo, dude just joined up and they already made him a platoon leader!” Alec exclaims, talking up his friend Bobby as they have dinner at Astron’s with their respective dates, Melissa and Charlotte. “That’s my Bobby…I’m so proud of him!” Charlotte gushes, to the embarrassment of her teenage boyfriend. “Yes, that’s very impressive, Bobby! Congrats!” Melissa agrees, flashing her dazzling smile and gazing at the handsome teen with admiring eyes. “Yo, thanks…” Bobby murmurs appreciatively, his cheeks flushing. “And not only is he a platoon leader with a steady girlfriend, he’s got a date tomorrow night…with a nurse!” Charlotte announces with mischievous glee, causing Bobby to flush beet red. “She’s a lucky girl, whoever she is!” Melissa purrs. “Yo, you’re a stud!” Alec exclaims. “Yo, it’s not really a date…we’re probably just gonna hang out at Astron’s or somethin’…” Bobby demurs, shifting uneasily in his seat. The two MILFs excuse themselves to go to the restroom; with a whirl of long blonde hair, abundant cleavage, tight jeans and high heels, they leave the two teen boys to themselves for a moment. “You got it made, dude!” Alec exclaims. “You mean platoon leader…? Yeah, it is pretty cool!” Bobby agrees, flashing a grin. “Yeah that, too, but I mean Melissa…she’s hot for you dude!” Alec exclaims. “You really think so…?” Bobby asks incredulously. “Dude, I know it! Make your move…I’m not gonna stop you!” Alec assures him. “I mean, she’s hot, real hot, but I already got a girlfriend…” Bobby replies hesitantly. “Yeah, a girlfriend who’s trying to hook you up…dude, I can’t believe how this is all going over your head!” Alec replies, looking at his friend in bewilderment. Just then, the two women return to the table, exchanging furtive whispers with each other; the two couples leave soon afterwards to continue the evening at Charlotte’s apartment…

“First time I ever ate a doctor’s pussy…” Logan murmurs approvingly, briefly pulling his face away from the blonde snatch spread wide open for him. “I hope it’s up to your standards, corporal…” Astrid, the Chief Medical Officer replies, raising her head off the pillow and peering between her thighs at the handsome stud. “Oh yeah…this is some prime snatch!” Logan replies, flashing a broad grin before putting his tongue back to work. “You’re very skilled…you gave me two orgasms already…you really know how to work the clitoris…” Astrid murmurs, laying her head back on the pillow and starting to squirm as Logan rapidly nudges her towards her third climax. “Gotta get you all primed and ready…it’s all part of the STUD service!” Logan replies cheerfully, fully dedicated to his assigned task of impregnating the 36 year old MILF…

Two luxurious manes of long blonde hair bob up and down, side by side, in synchronized rhythm as the two MILFs suck the stiffened cocks of their teenage boyfriends in Charlotte’s living room. “Oh fuck!” Alec groans, throwing his head back as Melissa works his tool; at his side Bobby looks down at Charlotte’s bobbing head and likewise groans with pleasure. Keeping their hands at their sides, the two women match each other, bob for bob, in unspoken competition; skilled and experienced cocksuckers, neither one has an edge over the other. Not a word is spoken; the two blondes continue their steady work with silent dedication, the teenage penises throbbing in their mouths, the oily texture and anodyne taste of the free flowing precum coating their busy tongues. “Bro, this bitch knows how to suck cock!” Alec boasts to his friend, proud of Melissa’s oral skills. “Char is good, too…real good!” Bobby replies, equally pleased with his MILF. “I’m sure she is, dude, but she’s the only one who’s ever sucked your cock…you can’t really compare her to anybody else…” Alec observes, even as the slurping and sucking continues. “No, I guess not…” Bobby agrees. “And Melissa wants to suck your cock real bad!” Alec replies. “Yeah, I really do!” Melissa readily agrees, popping her head up to beam an eager smile at the two teens. “Ummm…I dunno…are you cool with it, Char…?” Bobby hesitantly asks his girlfriend. “Finally! I thought you guys were never going to swap us!” Charlotte exclaims and without hesitation, the two MILFS quickly scoot around each other and trade places. For a moment, the two teenage tools are proudly on display; Bobby’s rigid, spit slathered 7 inch shaft throbbing rhythmically, its precum glazed single eye gazing up at the ceiling, while next to it, Alec’s saliva coated tool pulses, long, bluish veins pounding up and down its stiffened 8 inch length, oily precum seeping from its slit. Melissa now lovingly takes Bobby into her mouth, while Charlotte eagerly engulfs Alec in her maw; the two veiny love poles disappear from sight again and the steady rhythmic head bobbing begins anew. “Your bitch is good, dude…real good!” Alec assures Bobby, pleased with Charlotte’s oral skills; meanwhile the innocent 14 year old Bobby finds that he enjoys having his dick sucked by somebody other than his girlfriend, groaning deeply as Melissa nuzzles his pelvic bone. “Hold back as long as you can, dude…make the bitch work for it!” Alec advises his friend. The two MILFs redouble their efforts and the pressure in the balls of both teenage studs mounts exponentially; neither boy lasts much longer and soon thick globs of teenage ball scum are jetted at high velocity into the wide open mouths of both blonde MILFs…

“Yes…Yes…YES!” Astrid shrieks, screaming in ecstasy as Logan grunts and sweats, feverishly working his hips, pounding her pussy with deep, hammerlike thrusts. “Holy shit!” the stud gasps; his blonde MILF partner is a screamer and a loud one at that and he’s been systematically smashing her into one orgasm after another. Finally, the stud groans as his balls spasm and he blasts thick globs of his nut sludge deep into the blonde’s babymaker. “Holy shit! That was…fucking hot!” the sweat drenched stud gasps as he pulls his oozing pecker out of the MILF’s love slot, breathless from his carnal workout, his ears still ringing from her screams. “You were very good, corporal…” Astrid compliments him, having regained her composure; her restrained tone contrasts sharply with her full throated screams of just a few minutes ago. “Yo, the way you were cumming, we definitely just made a baby!” Logan boasts, grinning broadly. “I guess I was rather loud…first time I’ve done it in a month…” the doctor admits. “Yo, a hot chick like you going without it for a month…? How come…?” a puzzled Logan asks. “Because sex interferes with my professional responsibilities…since everybody that I was dating was a space trooper, it became a real conflict of interest, so I made a pledge of celibacy last year when I was appointed CMO…the only reason I have intercourse now is so that I can get pregnant…” the doctor explains. “Yo, that’s cool…I mean, that’s like super cool that you’re dedicated to being a doctor like that, but it must be pretty tough…” Logan replies, genuinely impressed by the MILF’s dedication to her profession. “Oh, believe me, it’s very difficult…yesterday was intake day and I had to examine 100 naked recruits, all with erections…my thong was soaked by the time I got out of there!” Astrid readily admits…

Alec hammers Charlotte furiously, giving her a doggystyle pounding that has the MILF shrieking in ecstasy. “Look at…this…fucking ass!” the stud gasps between thrusts; he gives one of Charlotte’s rippling, fleshy cheeks a resounding smack that earns a high pitched yelp from the blonde as she grips the sheets, bracing herself to take the merciless pounding. Finally, the sweat soaked stud throws his head back and groans as his balls spasm and he starts spewing his nut sludge into the MILF’s thoroughly hammered pussy. “Fuck! Oh, fuck!” he gasps as his tool spurts again and again, while Charlotte moans her approval. “Thanks, babe! Thanks for bringing Bobby out of his shell like that…we finally hooked him up with another girl!” Charlotte gratefully exclaims to Alec as they cuddle after sex. “Yo, I should be the one thanking you…you took care of the dude…you were his first…he’s a platoon leader and he’s going into combat in Delta, thanks to you!” Alec replies. “I was happy to do it…he can’t wait to go! I mean, he’s such a sweet kid and it’s going to be tough to say goodbye to him, but I’m glad that I was the one who punched his ticket for him!” Charlotte replies…

“Yes, baby! Yes!’ Melissa exclaims, looking up at Bobby as he thrusts into her with deep, proficient strokes. She runs her hands all over his sweat lathered frame, feeling up the burgeoning biceps, shoulders, chest and tight firm ass of a young stud in the first bloom of adolescent virility. The handsome teen has been thrusting away steadily now, his endurance boosted by the preliminary blow job and he’s enjoying his time in Melissa’s wet, welcoming pussy; any guilt that he was feeling about cheating on Charlotte has now vanished. Finally, after prolonged thrusting, his balls spasm and his spurting pecker flings his man slime deep into Melissa’s love slot. “You were amazing, baby…you’re such a stud!” the gorgeous MILF compliments him as they lie together in the afterglow of copulation. “Yeah, I dunno…I guess maybe I am…that’s what Char keeps telling me…” Bobby admits, feeling his self confidence growing. “She’s right, baby…we both know what a stud you are! And that nurse is going to find out, too, tomorrow night!” Melissa assures him. “I dunno…you really think I should…?” Bobby asks, still with a disarming air of boyish innocence. “Yes, baby, you’ve got to…you’ve got to fuck her!” Melissa replies fervently…

Logan spends the rest of the night pounding Astrid into the mattress, doing his duty as a member of the STUD program, dumping 6 loads of his babymaking slime into the fertile MILF’s love box. The prim and proper CMO insists on mish only but her loudly vocal enthusiasm and multiple orgasms more than make up for her turning down the stud’s request to do doggy…

Deep into the night, loud screams of female ecstasy vibrate the walls of the apartment. In Charlotte’s bedroom, Alec hammers her pussy in round after round of doggystyle; at one point, the MILF switches it up, throws herself onto her back, points her feet at the ceiling and lets the 15 year old stud take her in a sweaty round of mattress thumping mish. Meanwhile, in the guest bedroom, 14 year old Bobby pounds Melissa’s pussy in multiple rounds of mish; as a climax to their night of lust, the gorgeous blonde MILF gets down on all fours and screams lustily as Bobby rails her in a round of merciless, hip clutching doggystyle…

Delta Quadrant

Sweating profusely, Colby throws his head back and lets out a deep orgasmic groan as his balls convulse and his spurting tool flings globs of his redheaded DNA into Amy’s pussy. As they cuddle after sex, Amy gazes up at the ceiling and then suddenly blurts out “Well, you did it…you really did it…” “Did what…?” the sweaty, puzzled stud asks. “You got me pregnant…” the blonde replies. “What…? You mean just now…? Who knows…?” Colby replies with a shrug. “No, I’m serious…my period’s late…3 days…it’s never been this late…” Amy replies. “Yo, cool! We did it!” Colby replies triumphantly. “I mean…I don’t know for sure yet, but…” the blonde cautions him. “No, we did it! We made a little space trooper dude! If it’s mine, that is…ya never know with you blonde chicks!” the stud replies, jokingly; Amy stays silent, just a little bit guiltily, as she remembers her lustful encounters with carrottop. “This is so fucking cool! I’m gonna be a dad! But when are they gonna mobilize us…? The offensive has been going for a week now and I’m still sitting here doing nothing…I gotta get some of that action!” the stud muses out loud in a frustrated voice. “What happened to all those guys from Epsilon…? I mean, I used to see them in town all the time and now the streets are empty…” Amy asks, trying to sound idly curious; in reality, she’s been secretly pinging carrottop for a week now without getting any kind of an answer. “Yeah, they rounded up all those bucktooth bastards from Epsilon and confined them to barracks…they’re just sending them in assault waves, thousands of them at a time and they’re getting slaughtered…it’s time to send in some real space troopers, like us Delta dudes!” Colby replies. “You seem really anxious to go out and get killed…don’t you want to see our baby first…?” Amy asks. “Yo, chicks just don’t understand…yeah, it would be cool to see the baby but I got a job to do…me and my bro, Jason…we’re going in together…and we can’t wait anymore!” Colby replies…

DAILY CASUALTY REPORT

3,318 space troopers killed in Delta Quadrant offensive. 361 killed in minor actions. Total death toll: 3,679.

Galactic Date 6103.504

Alpha Quadrant

The women shift uneasily in their seats, watching the galactic screen video monitor, some of them exchanging smirks with each other, others looking away in embarrassment. Onscreen, the handsome, muscular 16 year old blond stud is mercilessly hammering a big titted blonde bimbo as she screams in ecstasy; after ferocious copulation, he pulls out of her pussy and his 8 inch penis spurts explosively, splattering his ball scum all over his partner’s DD-cup jugs. The woman in the video is the well known porn star, 27 year old Gloria Ganymede and the scene is a typical example of Xarian pornography, but the audience is unique; the 50 members of the Executive Council, the chief advisors to the President, who are conducting hearings on the planet’s porn industry. “Look at all that sperm…wasted! Completely wasted!” the lobbyist for the anti-porn movement declares in a disapproving voice as the video ends with Gloria proudly displaying the thick, slimy white globs of human raw material coating her ample bosom. The video evidence having reached its conclusion, the lobbyist, an attractively nerdy, bespectacled redhead dressed in a prim business suit and high heels, launches into the substance of her argument; watching porn is distracting Xares’ teenage males from their duty to copulate with, and impregnate, real live women. The very survival of the human race is at stake, the lobbyist declares dramatically. Almost as an afterthought, she adds the age-old argument that the entire concept of porn is degrading and demeaning to women; how can this backward industry continue to survive in the enlightened society of 26th Century Xares-27? She submits a list of proposals to further restrict the already tightly controlled industry, as well as proposals for pay increases for both male and female performers to help relieve the economic exploitation of the industry.

When she leaves the floor and takes her seat, the industry spokeswoman rises to her feet to offer rebuttal. A tall, sultry looking blonde, she’s dressed in a similar business suit and heels, but unlike her rival, she flaunts abundant cleavage. Interestingly, she decides to tackle the issue of exploitation first: how can the industry be exploiting women when all the producers and directors are female? she asks rhetorically. How can the industry be exploiting women when gang bangs are banned as being demeaning to women and female stars can appear in scenes with no more than two male performers? How can it be exploiting women when all the female stars are literally paid 100 times more than their male counterparts? Female performers are paid 500 credits per scene while male performers are paid a paltry 5 credits per ejaculation, mere pocket change to compensate them for the sperm extracted from their balls. Female performers also earn a 250 credit bonus if they perform in a double penetration scene. The industry certainly isn’t exploiting innocent teen girls, she declares; the puritanical minimum age of 21 for a woman to do porn guarantees that. The spokeswoman can tell from the nodding heads in front of her that she’s winning the exploitation argument; she now clinches her case by addressing the impact of porn on males. Once again, there’s a mandatory minimum age that guarantees that extreme youth is not exploited; the male talent in the industry are experienced 16 and 17 year old studs, not wide eyed 14 and 15 year old boys. Most of the porn industry’s audience is male, but the videos have educational value; many a virgin 14 year old boy learns the basics of what he needs to do with a woman from watching porn. Groups of boys watching porn together is a fun bonding experience; do we really want to deprive our brave space troopers of this harmless pleasure? she asks. Finally, and most importantly, Xarian birthrates have been increasing steadily over the past few years, even as the porn industry has continued to expand; the male population has been doing its duty, impregnating Xarian women in ever greater numbers and they may even be inspired to do so by watching porn. The spokeswoman wraps up her presentation by embracing the pay increases but rejecting all the other elements of the anti-industry reform package. She then goes on offense by calling for an end to the ban on gang bangs; the ban only stifles creativity and the industry’s hottest talent, including Gloria Ganymede, Inga Isotope and Vicki Vortex are all eager to start churning out gang bang scenes. She also argues that the minimum age for performers should be dropped to 18 for females and 15 for males. After brief debate, the Executive Council unanimously approves the industry pay increases; female performers will now take home 600 credits per scene, with a 350 credit bonus for DP scenes, while male pay is doubled to 10 credits per cum shot. They vote to keep the industry age limits of 21 for women and 16 for boys but agree to hold further hearings to consider repealing the gang bang ban. The rest of the anti-industry reform package is voted down, 46-4…

Even as the Executive Council debates the issue, the industry is busily churning out new content. In a nearby studio, the 31 year old busty blonde Vicki Vortex, one of the industry’s most popular stars, is down on her knees, easily and enthusiastically deepthroating the rigid 9 inch pecker of her co-star. “Cut! Cut!” the director suddenly calls out. “What…? What now…?” a bewildered Vicki asks, looking over at the director with a befuddled face. “Vicki, you’re supposed to be in love with him…you’re supposed to be sucking him slowly, lovingly…not inhaling his dick like you’re snorting lines of Vizgarian speed!” the director replies in an exasperated tone. “Oh yeah? That’s what I do…I inhale dick! You knew that I was a deepthroat queen when you hired me! If you want that lovey-dovey stuff, go get Callista Crater!” Vicki shoots back angrily. The 16 year old male performer rolls his eyes as the two women hurl invective at each other and his yearning, stiffened penis throbs unattended. A tall, randy redhead doing porn to make some extra pocket money, he’s been saving up load for the past few days just for this scene and now, with so many cuts, so many takes, so many interruptions, and still no ejaculation, his swollen balls are aching. Still, as a dick in a female dominated industry, he knows his place and keeps his mouth shut; with his backwards baseball cap, he’s completely indistinguishable from all of the other redheaded studs in the industry and just as expendable. To his relief, the argument between the porn star and the director ends fairly quickly; Vicki gets back to work and with no further interruptions, finally brings the redheaded stud to a spectacular on-camera release. Not only does he experience the most intense orgasm that he’s ever had and earn a 10 credit bonus from the studio for the massive load that he spews, but he also has the satisfaction of knowing that all his friends will watch with envy as every last drop of his slimy load is swallowed on camera by the legendary Vicki Vortex…

“I’m sorry, Justin…nobody told me about your photo shoot with Courtney Starr…If I knew, I would have excused you from the platoon leaders’ meeting!” Zoe, Justin’s new captain, tells him in an apologetic tone as they have dinner at Astron’s that evening. “Yo, no worries…my corporal filled in for me!” the handsome stud replies, allowing himself just the trace of a smirk at the double entendre. He’s pleased at how things are progressing; Zoe has been bending over backwards to make amends to him, inviting him out to dinner, and while he doesn’t really consider it a date, there’s no denying the sexual chemistry between them. Zoe, 25, is still dressed in her gold braided captain’s uniform with its buttoned up, tight fitting jacket, tight skirt and boots. Standing only 5’3, she’s a petite blonde and delightfully top heavy, with her D cup melons straining the bounds of her uniform jacket; wearing her hair in a sexy bob cut that gives her a mature, professional look, she also has a ready, mischievous grin that she flashes with increasing frequency as she warms up to Justin. The stud’s love pole stands at attention in his jeans; he’d love to bury it in the new captain’s snatch, but he’s willing to be patient and let things develop gradually, just like they did with his former captain, Allison. “Can you keep a secret…?” Zoe now asks in a coquettish tone. “Yo, my lips are sealed…you have my word…” Justin assures her. “The High Command is pulling some more units out of Alpha and sending them to Delta…and your platoon is probably going to get shipped out sometime next week!” she informs him with barely suppressed excitement. “Yo, that’s awesome! We’re hot for Delta…we were all ready to go back in the spring!” Justin exclaims, his eyes lighting up. “Well, now you’re going to get your chance! Just don’t tell anybody yet…the High Command hasn’t made a final decision on which units to send, but I’m doing everything I can to get you guys shipped out!” Zoe informs him…

“A platoon leader! That’s so exciting!” Judy enthuses, as she and Bobby have dinner together; opting for a change of pace from Astron’s, they’re sharing a Tethys Special with extra cheese at Saturn Pizza. “It is exciting…I have a great bunch of dudes in my platoon and I can’t wait to start training with them!” Bobby replies. “Two weeks of training…is that going to be enough…?” Judy asks. “It’ll be enough for what we have to do…the Zadons have these big bunkers in Delta and we gotta take ‘em one by one…we’re goin’ in with assault waves and I’m gonna be leading my dudes into action!” Bobby replies enthusiastically. “Oh my gawd! You’re going to be right out in front!” Judy replies in a breathless voice, her eyes open wide behind her sexy, nerdy glasses, her boobs barely contained by her low cut top. “Yeah, the Zadons are gonna target me first, but I gotta set an example for the other dudes…even after I get taken out, they gotta keep rolling…that’s why we do those big assault waves, so we can get all that momentum going…” Bobby explains. “You’ll be a great leader! I can see all those other guys following you…you’re so big and tall and strong!” Judy gushes unashamedly. “Yo, I’m not afraid of the Zadons…I’m not afraid to take what I’ve got coming to me…not when I have hot chicks like you rooting for me!” Bobby replies, flashing his winning, dimpled grin, his erection bulging in his jeans; taking Melissa’s advice, the teen is determined to seduce the busty nurse, a task which won’t require too much effort on his part…

“Did you fuck your boyfriend like I told you to…?” Ryan asks the buxom MILF Traci as she sucks his throbbing tool. “Yeah, I fucked him the other night…we fucked all night long…” the blonde replies, gazing up at the redheaded stud. “Good…you need to keep fucking him…I know he’s bigger than me, but no way is he better…” Ryan replies, pleased that he’s competing with a 17 year old space trooper sergeant. “He’s definitely not better than you are, baby…when I was fucking him, I was thinking of you…” the MILF assures her 14 year old redheaded lover, gazing up at him adoringly. “And I know he doesn’t eat pussy like me…” Ryan adds. “He never eats my pussy, baby…but I love how you go down on me!” Traci replies obediently. “You can keep fucking him anyway when I’m not around…I know how much you need dick!” Ryan replies; he lets out a deep groan as Traci engulfs his throbbing tool, her lips kissing the base of his rigid shaft…

“We’re gettin’ our dicks sucked dude!” Tommy exclaims happily to his twin brother, Billy; the two blond teens are standing side by side, jeans and briefs pulled down, the attentive MILF on her knees in front of them, bobbing her head in steady rhythm first on one upright pecker and then the other. “You guys are going to get a lot more than this!” Charlotte promises them, making Billy’s love tool disappear from sight in her eager mouth. “Yeah, dude…she’s gonna grease our flagpoles!*” Billy gleefully informs his brother. “I’ve got a lot of grease for these flagpoles!” the MILF replies; genuinely aroused by her task, she can feel the surge of wetness far below, as her love slot gushes in anticipation of welcoming two new visitors tonight. “Yo, thanks for helping us out like this!” Billy exclaims appreciatively. “Yeah, it’s really cool what you’re doing for us!” Tommy agrees. “It’s the least I can do…I’m a Xarian woman and we’ve all got to do our duty…and besides, you guys are Bobby’s friends…I want you all to go to Delta together!” she assures them. She pauses for a moment to admire the two throbbing, spit slickened flagpoles standing at full attention. “Which one of you is older…?” the MILF now asks. “Me…by four minutes!” Billy replies with a grin. “Then, I’ll take you first…c’mon get rid of those clothes!” she orders the teen and he strips in haste. “You, too…we’ll be done in a few minutes and then it’ll be your turn!” she informs Tommy. She leads the buck naked Billy back to her bedroom as Tommy also quickly gets naked; the veins in his pecker are pounding, he’s seeping precum and his balls are heavy. He now has the delicate task of keeping his erection for the next few minutes but not blowing his load in overeagerness. From down the hall, he can hear the MILF let out a little giggle, followed by the sound of his brother grunting…

Blake throws his head back and lets out a deep groan. A strikingly good looking 15 year old with a thick mop of curly blond hair and bright blue eyes, the stud gazes down to watch Scarlett, pigtails bouncing, bobbing her head up and down on his stiffened 6 inch tool. ‘Holy shit!” he murmurs appreciatively; he can feel his precum flowing freely as the redhead works his throbbing pecker. After blasting a load into Scarlett’s mouth, the boyishly cute stud will spew 5 more times into her pussy, as the pigtailed redhead continues to make steady progress working her way through all the dicks in her brother’s space trooper platoon…

“Oh my gawd! Allison was right!” Zoe exclaims, as she absorbs a doggystyle hammering from Justin. “Right about…what…?” the stud asks breathlessly between thrusts. “About how good you are!” Zoe calls out over her shoulder. “This pussy…is fucking…good!” the stud gasps appreciatively as he tightens his grip on the blonde’s hips and slams home a flurry of forceful thrusts; Zoe responds with loud shrieks of ecstasy as she’s overwhelmed by a string of multiple orgasms. “Oh my gawd! Harder! Harder!” she screams and Justin complies; after an extended pussy pummeling session that pushes the stud to the limits of his endurance, his balls finally explode and he spews a massive, slimy load of his man scum into Zoe’s babymaker…

“Fuckin’ whore…fuckin’…big titted…whore…” Ryan gasps as he slams Traci doggystyle. The MILF throws her head back and screams, thumped into yet another orgasm by her sweaty teen lover. Wearing his backwards baseball cap, just like a redheaded porn stud, Ryan is giving the MILF his usual fast and furious pounding, but with his endurance boosted by the preliminary blow job, he’s lasting a lot longer than he usually does. “One dick’s…not enough…for you…whore!” he taunts her through gritted teeth; raising his hand, he gives one of her fleshy, rippling ass cheeks a stinging smack, making her howl loudly. Clamping down on her hips, soaking the bed with his sweat and pummeling the MILF into a string of fresh orgasms, the stud reaches the very limits of his endurance when finally, his nuts spasm and he spews his ball scum into the MILF’s love box…

Working himself up into a sweaty lather, Bobby tools Judy’s pussy with deep forceful thrusts. “Oh yeah, fuck me, baby!” the busty blonde nurse exclaims, looking up through her glasses at the tall, handsome stud as he works his hips with machine like precision. “I’m gonna…cum…I’m…gonna…cum…” the stud gasps, feeling the first twinges deep in his nuts. “Oh, yeah, baby…give me that load!” Judy exclaims happily and in response, Bobby groans deeply as his balls convulse and his tool spews his slimy nut scum deep into the busty blonde’s love slot. “Oh shit! Oh shit!” the handsome blond stud groans as his tool continues to spurt, earning a little giggle from Judy. “You were so amazing, baby! I’m definitely going to recommend you!” the big titted nurse congratulates him as they snuggle after sex. “Recommend me…? For what…?” the puzzled stud asks her. “For Astrid…” the busty blonde replies with another of her little giggles. “Who’s Astrid…?” Bobby asks. “My boss…the CMO…you met her the other day!” Judy replies. “What are you going to recommend me for…?” a still perplexed Bobby now asks. “I’m going to recommend you for how good you are…she wanted me to try you out, silly!” Judy replies. “Yo, you fucked me just to see how good I am…?” the stud asks, now completely bewildered. “No, not just for that…I would have fucked you anyway…but I’ve got to keep my boss happy, too, you know…she’s trying to get pregnant and you’ve got the genetic profile that she’s looking for…the lab tested your sperm sample and you’re more than 90% likely to father a boy!” Judy explains. “Yo, I got some good cum…I guess my girlfriend is right…I am a stud!” Bobby smirks. “You bet you are! I mean, I want to do Astrid a favor and hook you guys up, but I fucked you just now because I really do like you, baby…I like you a lot!” Judy assures him, caressing his sweaty face. “Yo, the doctor is hot…I’d definitely do her!” Bobby readily admits, already envisioning his next conquest. “It would be so awesome if you got her pregnant! And who knows? You might even knock me up…I’m not trying to get pregnant, but I’m fertile right now, too!” Judy replies excitedly. “Yo, three chicks…my girlfriend, the doctor and you…what if I knocked up all three of you…?” Bobby wonders out loud. “That would be pretty amazing baby! And it’s kind of like your duty, anyway…I mean, we’ve got to think about the future…you need to leave a legacy!” Judy reminds him. “Yeah, I definitely need to make some babies before I ship out to Delta…and there’s that Melissa chick that I banged last night…but I think Alec already knocked her up…” Bobby adds as an afterthought. “Wow! Another one…? You really are a stud!” Judy exclaims…

“How was it, dude…?” Billy asks Tommy as they walk along the busy streets of Xaron on their way home from Charlotte’s apartment. “Dude, it felt so good! I thought I was never gonna stop cumming!” Tommy replies. “Same here, dude…I thought I was gonna die…that’s how intense it was!” Billy agrees. “It was intense…but it really didn’t last that long, though…” Tommy admits; glancing down, he realizes that his fly is open and quickly zips it up. “Yeah, same here…they say that you never last long your first time…” Billy consoles him. “And I messed up, dude…I pulled out too soon…half of my load ended up on her sheets…” Tommy admits. “No worries, dude…you don’t need a full load to get a chick pregnant…” Billy consoles him. “Yo, you really think we got her pregnant…?” Tommy asks in a startled voice. “Who knows…? If we did, it’s her problem, not ours…besides, she wants to get pregnant…Bobby’s been trying to knock her up…” Billy replies with a shrug. “Yo, that would be so cool if she got knocked up…she’d have no clue whose baby it is!” Tommy chortles gleefully. “Way cool! But the best part is that now we get to go to Delta with Bobby and everybody else…we’re going into combat, bro!” Billy exclaims happily. As they walk along, residual man slime seeps from their freshly used peckers, expanding the cum stains in their briefs…

Justin hammers Zoe all night long with round after round of merciless doggy, blasting 8 loads into her. The petite, big titted captain screams her way through countless orgasms; in the morning, as Justin takes his leave, she only half-jokingly tells him that she’s thinking about holding him back when the rest of his platoon gets shipped off to Delta…

Ryan fucks Traci relentlessly until the sun comes up the following morning, mostly in doggy; during their sole round of mish, the MILF giggles at his backwards baseball cap, which only makes him hammer her into the mattress even harder. As the early morning sky brightens and he takes his leave, his balls drained and running on zero sleep, the stud orders the airheaded MILF to fuck her boyfriend again; the competition between the 14 year old redhead and the blond 17 year old sergeant must continue…

Bobby pounds Judy deep into the early morning hours, alternating between doggy and mish; turned on by the prospect of impregnating 3 chicks, he spews 5 loads of his ball slime into the big titted nurse’s babymaker. After catching a few hours of sleep together, Bobby pounds her pussy one last time, spurting a parting load into her before taking his leave…

(*Grease the flagpole—In general, a euphemism for sexual intercourse. More specifically, when the rigid thrusting penis (the “flagpole”) of a virgin 14 year old is coated with the love juices (“grease”) of a welcoming pussy, usually that of a MILF. Numerous thirtysomething and fortysomething MILFs make it their mission to deflower as many male virgins as they can, thus enabling the boys to go into combat. Using the flagpole metaphor, the erect penis becomes a totem of Xarian patriotism; the women are fighting the Zadons on their backs, or down on all fours. Many of the MILFs indulge in “squad nights” during which they grease the flagpoles of as many as 10 or 12 boys, one after another. Getting his flagpole greased is often the only sexual experience that many a Xarian boy ever gets to have, since such a large percentage of them perish in combat before they can score again. The darker side to flagpole greasing is the Sado sexual thrill that a small percentage of the MILFs derive from knowing that they’re directly responsible for sending so many cute teen boys off to their deaths; confessions of these sinister thoughts can be found in some of the chat rooms in the darker corners of the Xarian web.)

DAILY CASUALTY REPORT

3,429 space troopers killed in Delta Quadrant Offensive. 356 killed in minor actions. Total death toll: 3,785

(to be continued…)