Bill and the Spaceship! (Bill in Space (Erotic Fantasy)) (2 page)

He felt how soaked she was as he ran his thick cock head up
and down her dripping slit.  He pushed in slowly, wanting to savor every
feeling of her silken pussy.  He heard her gasp loudly as his tip pushed
in, violating her heavenly hot folds.  He made it a little further into
her tight wet heat when he hit her barrier.  A virgin?!

Ariella said panting, “Take me!  This body is new and
only for you.  I made this body for you, fresh and unspoiled.  I am
yours to plunder.”

His cock felt like it hardened even more when she said that,
if that was possible.  He pushed forward and took her virginity with a
quick violent but short thrust.  When she gasped in pain and her pussy
locked down on his cock he froze, waiting for her to get through it.  He
wanted to rail her hard and fast, was desperate too in fact.  But he
couldn’t bear the thought of causing her pain.

He was amazed she would go through this pain when she could
have not built her body that way, and she was in pain, no two ways about
it.  He could see it clearly in her beautiful green eyes.  He could also
see her determination and lust.

He put his head down and sucked in a nipple, twirling his
tongue slowly around it while he lightly sucked.  Her skin tasted
wonderful, everything about her was a turn on to him.  He reached down
between their bodies and grazed her clit lightly a few times.  He felt her
pussy gradually unclench as the pleasure he gave slowly overcame the
pain. 

He moaned into her breast, she was still extremely tight
around him.  He slowly worked a little forward and back, tiny strokes, slowly
plumbing his way deeper into her unexplored depths.

It took Bill a while, but eventually he could feel his
entire length surrounded by her warm wet walls.  It felt incredible, and
he was not sure how he lasted long enough to get buried within her while
playing with these huge tits in concert with the incredible stimulation on his
cock.

She said in that sexy voice, “Enhancements, you are in more
control over that than is usual.  Now fuck me until you cum in me.  I
need it, I need you.”  She begged, “Fill me Bill, please.”

He started slowly but worked his way up in speed.  He
knew she was the one that needed his orgasm to fuel her, however that shit was
supposed to work.  But he was still determined to give her pleasure as
well.  She was the most amazing woman he’d ever been with and he needed
her to enjoy it to. 

He grunted in pleasure as he felt her squeezing and milking
his cock hard on his back swing.  He was in heaven at the delicious hot
wet friction milking the skin of his long pole.  He wasn’t going to last
long, more control or not.

He twisted her right nipple and bit the left while plumbing
her depths hard.  She arched her back, her breasts pushed into his hand
and face.

She cried out, “Oh Bill, this is incredible!  Don’t
stop!”

He wanted to obey her order but he couldn’t hold it much
longer, her pussy just felt too damn good.  He pumped into her desperately
for maybe ten more long full and hard strokes.  Then he buried himself as
deep as he could hoping he had lasted long enough to extend her orgasm. 

He saw her eyes widen as she gasped at his swelling cock,
stretching out her tight walls even further.  He watched with satisfaction
as she was thrown into another orgasm as he pumped his seed deep within her.

He felt the bed start trembling.  Wait.  No, the
whole ship was trembling!  The screens and the controls on the bridge
powered up as he emptied himself within this goddess.  He saw the cave
walls on the big screen and wondered for a second how the heck they were going
to get out of here. 

Then Bill watched as they just rose.  He saw the viewer
darken as they passed through the earth as if solid stone was no
obstacle.  The screen came back as they climbed straight up faster than he
could follow.  

Bill felt a certain joy within him as he looked down at the
earth from orbit. 

He felt her needy pussy still milking him and she was
panting and smiling.  Her eyes glowed with happiness, pleasure and a hint
of mischief.

She said in a serious voice, but still laced with that sexy
tone of hers, “Never ever tell anyone where you are from.”

He asked, confused again, “Why not baby?” 

She said in an amazed tone, “Because apparently humans got
on line twice when god was handing out sexual power.  If other beings
found out…  Your world would be stripped of humans to power ships. 
It used to take a crew of eight a day to give me what you just did in the last
few minutes.  Not to mention the intense pleasure as an added bonus. 
I’ve never felt that much pleasure in all my eons of life.”

She drew him down for a soft kiss and said, “Not all crews
and ships are as nice as me.  Although not all run on this form of power
either.  Not all ships are actually alive.  Of course it’s been a few
thousand years, I am not sure what will we find out there.  That’s more
than enough time for everything to have changed.  We will need to be
careful Bill.”

Well damn, he knew he was good, but that was a hell of a
compliment, even if directed at his whole species in general.  He felt
himself growing again inside her hot silken heat and said, “I really think you
need some more energy baby.”

He had no idea if that was true or not, he just knew he
needed more of her.  There were several other positions he wanted to try
out.  Not to mention the other two holes on her sexy body.  He never
thought to ask if she actually still needed energy either.  

Or to ask if her smile was at the idea of more energy, more
pleasure for her, or both…

Gwen looks around and sighs.  She truly has no hope,
not since she was sold aboard this Demonae ship.  At least when she was
planet bound she could get up early, watch the sunrise over the fields.
 Or sneak out for a breath of fresh air.  No longer, now she was
surrounded by vacuum and in the reach of twisted Demonae.

She looked at the window into the coldness of space and
shivered.  Her reflection was blue.  The light blue skin and dark
blue hair of the Elvii.  Her emphatic ability kicked in and she knew one
of her masters was coming this way.  She started to scrub the inside of
the environmental unit, getting the buildup cleaned off.  It was a
necessary job.  She knew the air would foul if it wasn’t done.

Her Demonae master looked down at her and grunted. 
“You have 5 more to clean today or you get whipped instead of getting food,
understood?”

She knew that was impossible but bowed her head and told
him, “Yes master, as you say.”

She saw his cruel smile and felt his lust surge at the idea
of whipping her, but managed to hold back the bile in her throat.  She
knew if she threw up it would only get worse.  Not all Demonae were this
way she knew, but there were enough.  More than enough to ensure her
people’s misery.

The Elvii weren’t weaker, but she knew their empathy made
them bad warriors.  It is hard to hurt someone when she too would feel the
pain as well.  She wonders if she would die on this ship.  Then she
felt a tear fall down her cheek when the thought of death had evoked relief.

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Ariella stretched, she loved this new body she built, its
capacity for pleasure was, amazing.  She looked at this human male beside
her.  Bill.  His planet so primitive in technology, but filled with
so much potential.  She would care for him, keep him safe.  She was
aware it would go both ways however.  His unpolished exterior truly hid a
man of high moral character and determination to do the right thing.

If she hadn’t found that within him she would have simply
used the machines on the bed to milk his sexual power, then left him on the
surface when she left.  But what she found was a being she would be
honored to have as part of her crew.  She was also just a little bit
smitten with him, especially after all the pleasures he gave her last night in
addition to the power.

She sighed at the thought that he may need that
determination to do the right thing.  She had not been able to find one
other of her kind, and she had been looking throughout the galaxies of the
Angilli Empire all night.  She needed to know what happened. 

They were on their way during a simple mission to talk sense
into the new emperor.  The evils of slavery should not be brought
back.  It had no place in an advanced civilization.

But on the way they were ambushed, she has no idea what had
happened in the intervening years.  There used to be thousands of ships,
most of them protecting the empire, some exploring the universe.  But now,
two thousand years later, she needed to investigate. 

She felt a little guilt looking down on Bill’s sleeping
face, as a pre space faring race it truly wasn’t his responsibility.  She
would keep him safe.  If it became terribly dangerous she would offer to
take him home.  The thought bothered her already, losing this man. 
For a human it was a ridiculously short time to form an attachment, for her
though?  She could read his every thought and emotion, every memory he
had.  For her a day was a lifetime.

She went back through her scans and noticed that there were
no ships of the Elvii race either.  They had been beautiful ships,
carrying around a forest within it.  She knew that didn’t bode well with
what she already knew.  That it pointed to war and perhaps the slavery her
people had hoped to stop.  But she needed to know for sure. 

She saw a small scout ship of the Demonae that was
relatively alone, far away from any other ships of its kind or Angilli ships.
 She set an intercept course.

She did not want her presence known, at least not yet. 
If she was the last of her kind caution would be in order.  She would also
not ambush them.  She would need proof before taking so drastic a
step.  She decided to keep a safe distance and hail them.  It would
take some time for them to trace her signal and fire if they became
aggressive. 

Though in stealth mode her skin wouldn’t be able to absorb
their energy, and though only a small part of her was in that dimension if they
destroyed it she would die as well.  She needed to be cautious.  She
hailed the ship.

“This is the Demonae ship revenge, please state your
business and reveal yourself.”

Ariella said, “I was hoping I could get news of this sector,
it has been a while since I have been here.”

She watched as his face grew suspicious, “News?  We are
tracing your signal, if you do not reveal yourself you will be fired upon.”

She didn’t think that would work, Demonae are not
necessarily evil, but they are warlike and their mind control powers make them
arrogant.  Of course, she was immune to such tactics.  However she
decided to take a chance.  Hoping she was being paranoid but knowing she
wasn’t she went ahead and decloaked, bringing her body fully into phase in this
universe.

She saw his mouth drop open when his scans returned what she
was, then the disbelief and fear.  His scout vessel stood no chance and he
knew it.

He said, “How is this possible, you were all destroyed in
the great war!  You too will meet your end.”

She sighed and disabled his engines with a minimal plasma
shot, melting them into slag.  She knew they wouldn’t have enough energy
for weapons anymore, just emergency reserves for life support.  She sent
out disrupting energy pulses to stop them from calling for help.

She leaned down and kissed Bill awake.  She really
enjoyed the feel of his body against hers.  She needed to explain what was
going on.  Then she needed to board that ship and download all their
records, learn what had happened.  She caressed his cheek when he awoke
and explained about everything.  Being betrayed, fleeing to his world in
random chance, her thoughts of what happened and the probable slavery of a
gentle compassionate race.

She would give him the choice to stay, but she already knew
what he would decide, she could feel his anger grow, and his disgust at the
thought of slavery across the universe.

He had been wondering when the other shoe would drop. 
Not only was the shit hitting the fan, apparently it destroyed the fan. 
He was filled with confusion, not used to dealing with so many strong emotions
at once.  His face was stone but he knew she could read his emotions.
 His compassionate sorrow that she had lost her whole race, and the anger
at the idea of slavery.

Shit, they had figured out it was wrong a long time ago, at
least in his country they had.  For the most part.  There would
always be sick bastards but at least it was against the law.  He dropped
his jaw when she offered to take him home.  No way was he letting her go
to that ship alone, he was a better man than that, or at least, he thought he
was. 

“I am coming with you, forget taking me home.  Besides,
you said you were mine…”

He trailed off and winked suggestively, trying to use humor
to defuse so many high running emotions.  He wondered if she would
understand that though.  She was an alien after all.  Even if she
looked like a super model that actually has tits.  He was relieved when
she smiled.  She was in his head after all, so she would know what he
meant by things.  Even obscure expressions he imagined.

She opened a slot in the wall and pulled out a uniform, it
was form fitting.  She also gave him a hand weapon.  Looked like one
of those mini phasers from the old space shows, where you held it between thumb
and forefinger, just squeeze it and it fires.

He asked, “Where’d this stuff come from?”

She arched a brow, “You saw the big warehouses, I am a being,
so I need to carry around the stuff not part of me in there that a crew
needs.  I got all your specifications from my scans and had the new suit
built.  That is a nerve stunner.  If you hit someone with it they
will be paralyzed and unable to move for a few hours.  The suit itself
will protect you from most energy attacks, although not all.”

He smiled in thought which made her arch a brow.

“I am just glad I will be useful in more ways than one, even
sex would get old if that’s all you did day in and day out.  Humans are
jaded that way.”

She smiled, “Thank you Bill, be careful.  This avatar
is expendable.”  She kissed him slowly, “You are not.”

He wondered at her very caring bearing, almost as if she
loved him or something already.  He was quite fond of her right now but
wasn’t that just a little fast?

“Let’s get going, I assume shoot first and ask questions
later.”

Ariella giggled and nodded.

Well that was disturbing, a giggling ship.  He wondered
how much being in a human form influenced her thinking.  He was not
surprised when she answered his questioning thought.

Ariella said, “Well in my avatar I have human instincts,
even humor and all the emotions.  On the other hand I still have thousands
of years of wisdom and being what I am.  So it has an impact on my
responses, especially in this form.  Also we are not quite so different as
you would think.  I love and felt loyalty to my crew long before I assumed
this form.  I get angry and sad, feel hatred, and crave revenge against
wrongs.  We are more alike than not.

“The Demonae have the ability to control others, especially
during sexual intercourse.  The Elvii are empaths that can detect emotion,
those are the ones I believe are enslaved.  The Angilli, who rule this
area of space are mind readers.  But don’t worry too much, my race can
both read minds and emotions, and we can block control as well for the people
connected to us.

“But deep down, we all long for security, we all have
emotions.  Let’s go get that information.”

He nodded and said, “Lead the way.”

He felt his body lock up and freeze, white light surrounded
him and suddenly he found himself elsewhere.  He almost screamed when he
saw his first Demonae, right down the hall.  His reflexes saved him as his
hand came up and he pushed the button, a line of blue particles struck the
Demonae and he fell to the floor.

He studied it.  It looked like a demon from earth’s
religions or myths even.  Red skin, black eyes, horns and a tail.  He
shivered.

Ariella whispered, “Sorry, I didn’t think.  I don’t
believe your world has always been so alone.  A lot of the pictures you
have in your head of legendary races are actually real beings inhabiting the
universe.”

He shook his head and grimaced.  Hell that was going to
take some getting used to.  What’s next, a fucking elf maybe?

He heard Ariella giggle then say, “The Elvii.”

Oh hell.

They made their way to the bridge on this vessel taking out
the crew as they went along, never meeting organized resistance.  He
figured either they couldn’t teleport, or for some reason forgot that Ariella’s
race could.  He stopped stock still as they came across an open
area.  It looked like a mess area, tables and chairs set up randomly in
the big room.

She was blue, a light blue like the ocean off of a tropical
island.  Her hair was a darker blue and ran down her back.  She had
golden eyes and a curvy body with perfect B breasts.  She was stunningly
beautiful to him despite the strange coloration of her skin, she was also
naked.

He felt raw anger however instead of lust, as she was in
chains hanging by her wrists from the ceiling.  Her body was covered in
welts from a whip.  He wanted to rip apart the ones responsible for such
cruelty but they were not in evidence.  They probably reported to their
stations when Ariella contacted the ship.  He ran over and took her
unconscious form down from the chains and looked up to Ariella.

“Send her to the ship, we can’t leave her here,” his voice
was determined.

Ariella said, “Lay her on the floor carefully,” her voice
laced with both anger and compassion.

Bill lay her down on the ground and when he stepped away she
was surrounded by lights, then she disappeared.

Ariella said, “She is in the med bay, it will fix her
up.  We can check on her when we get back.”

He just nodded.  His face a mask he started off again
toward the bridge.  He had always been a good shot, grew up with guns in
the house and his father taught him respect of them, and how to shoot. 
But to his surprise he was not missing, not once so far.  Just what were
the enhancements she gave him?  He would have to ask, but later, once this
was done.

He knew cruelty like what he saw happened to this day on
earth.  He tried to put his thoughts in perspective.  He didn’t know
anything yet, but all he knew was that woman looked really messed up.  It
had brought out his protective instincts but he would be cautious until he knew
more.  They made it to the last short corridor leading to the bridge.
 They were returning fire from there but when he was hit nothing
happened. 

Apparently their energy weapons were of the kind that was
blocked by the suit.

He watched as Ariella simply walked in and started shooting
them.  The last two realizing their weapons were useless rushed at
them.  Their clawed hands looked dangerous but he managed to take them both
out before they closed the distance.  He wondered at how effective the two
of them were, and how an entire race of Ariella type beings could fail.

She said, “This is a weak scout ship, and it doesn’t house their
best warriors, not even by half.  Plus I am amazingly effective right now
mostly thanks to you and the energy you provided.  Like I said yesterday,
yours is much more potent than anything I have ever run across.”

He just nodded and watched as she injected something into
one of the control boards.

She said, “It will allow me to download the data into my
mind and access it at will.”

Then they were surrounded by swirling white light again and
appeared back on their ship.  No, back on Ariella he corrected in his
mind.

He watched as the beautiful avatar got lost in thought, his
determination to help growing as her face saddened.  After a time she
looked up at him, unshed tears in her eyes.

Ariella said, “My worst fears have been verified.  The
Angilli Empire in fear of losing their dominance in the universe attacked the
peaceful Elvii.  They were worried about their numbers and how far they
were spreading.  Made them their slaves. 

The Demonae seem to be a favored subclass within the
Empire.  They use their control powers to put down any revolts for the
Elvii that manage to overcome their natural aversion to causing pain in others.

“The Orlii are involved as well, though they are little
better than slaves themselves.  I am ashamed to say some of my kind sided
with the Angilli emperor when we were on our way to stop this travesty from
happening.”

He took her in his arms as she continued, she was almost
sobbing now, “They killed most of my people, as we were known as protectors of
all the races.  We did not want to rule, but kept an eye on things,
preventing cruelty.  Once our race was mostly gone the emperor turned on
the few traitors and killed them as well.  As far as history is concerned
I may be the last of my kind.”

He felt her head shake a little against his chest, “I am
sorry for dragging you into this, it is not your concern.  I can take you
home if you wish.  It is too much to ask of you.”

He thought about it, this wasn’t his responsibility. 
But he knew that was the fear talking.  He wouldn’t be able to live with
himself if he abandoned this ship now.  He also grew angry at the thought
of a whole race of blue beings being used as slaves across the universe. 
He would help.

He heard her gasp as he decided and smiled.  He played
with her long luxurious hair and heard her say, “We need more crew, mostly for
when we board other ships.  Also I know you have hesitated to ask because
of me being upset right now but I will tell you about the enhancements.

“One you already know about.  Well two counting this.”

He felt her grope him.

Ariella said, “So in addition to the immunity to Demonae
control.  You are a bit faster and stronger than you were.  Your
reflexes are about twice as fast.  Your spatial awareness is heightened,
that’s why you didn’t miss with your shots earlier.  There is one more
thing.  I am not sure how you will take it though.”

He asked his voice patient and soft, “And what would that be
baby?”

She smiled at his endearment, “Well, I am twenty five
thousand years old, and I am still young.”

He knew she was nervous so he encouraged her, “Yes, and the
enhancement?”

She sighed.  “If I were to die, or be separated from
you too long you would grow old in a normal human lifespan.  As one of my
crew however, you will live as long as I do.”

He felt chills run up his back and said, “And how long is
that?”

She said in a questioning soft voice, “Oh, half a million
years or so I’d imagine, if I make it to old age anyway.”

When he finally found his voice he said, “That’s quite a
long time, good thing we get along…”  He just kind of trailed off.

He knew he didn’t understand the implications yet, the only
thing he could think of was that was going to be an awful lot of great
sex.  He snorted.  Then he grinned, better get started with it.

He pulled her into a tender kiss and reached for the zipper
on her uniform…