Project - Prometheus Ch. 04

Abruptly, Alex stopped, before he lowered her down, slowly. Natalya wondered what exactly he was up to, but the moment she felt his cock head against her pussy lips, she cooed in delight. The big man stopped just shy of entering her, his massive tool slathered in her dripping girl juices. Looking into her eyes, an unspoken question flitted across his face. Understanding that he was waiting for her, Nats quickly nodded, wanting this as much as he did.

Then he continued, slowly spreading her nethers apart to make room for his large shaft. Moaning in acceptance, Nats was delirious with pleasure as he stretched her out. Looking at him had revealed that he was enjoying this as much as she was, his eyes perpetually rolling into the back of his head. Smiling to herself, Natalya shimmied her hips left to right a little, both getting his attention and sending sparks though her insides.

Snapping back to reality, Alex tightened his grip on Nats' plushy ass and lifted, then dropped her onto his dick as he stood. The resulting friction was giving the chocolate-skinned woman pleasurable jitters as he speared her, his new lover, on his cock. His arms moved with power and purpose, intent on eliciting another orgasm out of her. Wrapping her legs around him, Natalya ground her pussy and clit into him, sending her down the road to another orgasm.

Panting quickly, Nats knew that it was coming and was impressed, that this man out of time, had held her aloft for so long. 'They don't make them like this anymore!' she thought to herself as she continued to hold on to him. Doing everything she could to both maintain her precarious balance and make the sensations last, was a challenge but one she was thoroughly enjoying.

The angle at which he was penetrating her had left her seeing stars with each thrust, his dick hitting every hidden nerve within her. Her breath came raggedly, as another orgasm threatened to overwhelm her, like the first. She was ready for it this time, though that didn't detract from its intensity, as it flooded her senses like a deluge. She cried out again, almost sounding like a wounded animal as she screamed.

Clutching and collapsing against him, she looked up at her lover, eager to see him nearing his release. Nats almost frowned when she saw that he seemed barely winded and holding her close as he sat back down on the couch behind them.

"Aren't you going to get off?" she wondered.

"I'm not a selfish lover Nats. I wanted you to get off first before I did," Alex said, smirking at her lewdly as he continued to knead her ass.

"Well sir, I'd say it's your turn now," Nats said, lust dripping from her voice as she disentangled herself from him. Standing up, Natalya stretched herself out for a moment before tackling Alex to the couch, pushing him to the flat of his back. Alex protested against what she was doing, until she had grabbed hold of his tool, squeezing it experimentally, before she lined it up with her weeping cunt.

"You sir, have gotten me off twice, while you still have yet to blow," Nats panted sultrily as she drove herself down onto his cock. Reveling in the sensations, she then used her inner muscles to clench the big man's cock within her. The effect was evident as his face went into an ecstatic convulsion, eyes blinking rapidly. Smiling, the dark beauty went to work on his dick, riding him hard, cowgirl style.

His hands went straight to her jiggling tits, which bounced as hard as she was riding her lover. Feeling them steady a bit brought some relief to her as she could now use her hands to steady herself. She hammered her ass up and down on him, her ass clapping loud and obscenely as it drove harder and harder into his pelvis.

"You like that, don't you? Watching your cock disappear into my pussy like that? Feeling it stretch my tight little hole?" she asked him, feeling the lust of the situation catch her in its throes.

In response, he used his fore and middle finger on both hand to clamp down on her nipples, sending shocks through her breasts as she continued to fuck him. Every downward stroke of her ass was met with an upward stroke of his own, driving his cock further into her needy pussy.

"Ooooooooooo! Someone likes stretching me out, don't they?" Natalya bubbled as she continued her assault on the Slavic giant that lay beneath her. In response to his actions with his cock, she picked up the pace and put her glutes to work. The way her ass moved, wiggling every so often while smashing down on his dick, made every hour she spent working them out, worthwhile.

Alex's breathing had gone from a light pant to a heavy gasping, as his lungs worked like a bellows, to keep up with the woman on top of him. Once Nats had settled into her frenzied rhythm, the young officer gradually had matched and paced his breathing so he wouldn't pass out. Dizzy with sensation, it was past time he turned the tables on this young woman.

Sitting up quickly and surprising her, he gripped Natalya and rolled around with her, until she had her back to where he had just lay. Squeaking in both surprise and delight, Nats lay back as he loomed over her, his hard cock still deep inside her. Cocking an eyebrow, the young engineer then asked, "What are you going to do now, sir?"

"Fuck you so hard and raw, that you will want to be stretched every, single day," he said with a dangerous glint in his eye. With that, he slid in and out of her slow at first, but building his pace and tempo until he was literally slamming into Natalya with every ounce of strength that she had. Feeling his second wind hit him, he continued his ardent pounding of the wanton woman, who had stoked the fire that now burned within him.

"You want this, don't you? To be fucked hard, every day until you can't take any more??" Alex asked between breaths.

Each breath he drew was even more ragged than the last. The only thing that young woman could do was nod dumbly as the sensation of being vigorously plowed left her unable to speak. She teetered on the brink of another orgasm as the massive cock that ravaged her, continued to set off more sparks deep within her loins.

Nats could tell that he was getting close as his breathing was speeding up and she felt his cock expand to where it was almost bursting. He made as though to pull out, to ejaculate on her, but Nats wrapped her legs around his mid-section, preventing him from doing so. He looked at her, almost as though he was ready to object, but she looked him in the eye and said weakly, "I want it all. Every. Last. Drop."

Squeezing her legs and demanding his cum in her was too much for the young captain and he shouted out as he came in a fluid torrent into her hungry pussy. The moment, his cum painted her walls, she went over the precipice herself and wailed as she came with him. Sweat glistened from both of their bodies as they both wheezed, the two new lovers exhausted by their lovemaking.

They broke apart, lying next to each other as the two of them recovered. Alex looked over to Nats, who had taken that very moment to look at him and the moment their eyes met, they knew that they had both needed this. Smiling, he reached for her and she smiled back, eyes closing as his hand cupped her face, thumb stroking her cheek.

"So, I would hope that you are on some sort of birth control? Though I do want to be a father, turning into one right now would be too much, too soon," Captain Tomisic said, half joking, half serious.

"Alex, we're in the twenty-eighth century. We've come up with some pretty good methods of birth control at this point," Nats replied good-naturedly.

"I trust your word but I have to ask, how effective are they?"

Somewhat exasperated but understanding his line of reasoning, Natalya humored him. Standing up and turning to face him, she tapped her lower abdominals, explaining, "When I was old enough to get out on my own, Mama K put me under the knife, to insert an Aphrodite implant into me. Basically, it regulates my hormone levels and allows me to consciously decide when I want to drop an egg, leaving whether or not I get pregnant, my choice."

"So, it doesn't matter how much sex you have, you can't get pregnant unless you consciously decide that you want to?"

"That's right. So Captain...... are you up for playing some more?" Nats asked, as she turned away from him, shaking her ass at him. Her voice was honeyed with desire, despite of their recent tumble and her tone almost dared him to take her right then and there. In a heartbeat, Alex bounded to his feet with renewed energy and went to scoop her up.

Squeaking in alarm, Nats hurried as fast as she could, barefooted, towards the officers' quarters. Alex was barely half a step behind her, his long legs making up for his lack of speed. Catching up, the big man cut off his quarry before she could go past his own room.

Their chests heaving, Alex stepped close to Natalya, pushing her against the door. She backed up until the chilly steel made contact with her steaming body and she yelped at the cool metal's touch. Captain Tomisic leaned in and placed his arms to either side of her, blocking any means of escape from the man who stood in front of her.

Leaning in, he brought his mouth to hers, devouring Nats' lips in a torrent of passion, which she returned with equal fervor. Alex snaked his left arm around the voluptuous woman, while his right pressed to the scanner to the right of the door, opening it. Moaning in approval, Natalya walked backwards, to the king-sized bed that lay in Alex's quarters, drawing him in, her lips never leaving his.

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Kasumi sat alone in the kitchen of the officers' lounge, eating the slice of cheesecake she had served for herself. The taste of it was both bitter and sweet; the sweetness from the orgasm she had brought herself to as she watched both Alex and Nats fuck like wild animals. The bitterness came from the fact that it wasn't her that had enjoyed Alex's attentions.

Despite her current feelings, Kasumi had enjoyed the show, despite not being an active participant. She had been so turned on, that she had brought herself to the brink of orgasm several times, but had to back off, for fear of being discovered in her precarious position. When getting off, Kas was a screamer, a loud screamer. During that final stretch when Alex had flooded Natalya's depths with his seed, the red-headed soldier had finally reached climax. She timed it to coincide with their screams, so her voice was muffled in the resulting noise.

Though she glowed with post orgasmic feeling, a sense of melancholy gripped the security chief. 'I can't believe that this is still happening to me! This is the Academy all over again!' her mind despaired as it recalled the pain and anguish she had endured all those centuries ago. 'The situation is different from then,' a more rational side of the soldier's psyche interjected. 'Neither of them are aware of how you feel, so things can still turn out differently, as long as you play your cards right.'

Her mind warred with itself, neither side coming to a superior argument nor a rational consensus. As she finished the last bite of the cake, a small glob of strawberry topping dropped into the valley between her breasts. Careful not to smear it onto her shirt, Kas carefully scooped it up and licked it off of her finger. She savored the taste but then sighed heavily, standing up to slip her panties back on.

Putting the dirty dish and fork away for cleaning, Kasumi walked out into the lounge, deciding to head back to her room to get some sleep. No sense in fretting or thinking about it right now. Some sleep will help clear my head, she thought to herself. As she walked on towards the exit, she noted the strewn clothing that lay everywhere.

She smirked to herself as she remembered the frenzy that had driven the new couple earlier. Kas considered being nice about the whole matter and gathering the clothes that lay on the floor, but decided to against it. Let them sweat and worry, she giggled inwardly as she left the room, a small smile on her lips.

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The icy wind howled across the desolate tundra, and though it wanted to, it couldn't pick up nor stir the newly fallen snow. The figures of both Inari Sunara and Priya Patel stood silhouetted against the light that emanated from their ship. Both women were busy setting up several sensors around the perimeter of the Darkstrider. Inari had thought it best to do so, given their current predicament.

"Are you sure that this is necessary love? The amount of ice and snow on this planet doesn't leave much for anything to survive out here, much less thrive," Pree said through chattering teeth, as she set the final sensor into place. The thermal gear they wore was keeping the cold at bay though only just. Each suit and coat were covered in a slight film of frost.

"It's like taking a gun along whenever you go into a bar or nightclub, looking to have some fun. Better to have it and not need it, rather than need it, and not have it," Inari replied as she was busy calibrating the sensor grid. "Korsa, you getting anything in there?"

"Standby," came the deep-voiced reply. "Yeah, I think it's working but something is odd." I'm getting some movement out there, but there is zero thermal signature."

"Could it be the wind?" Inari wondered aloud.

"Still calibrating, hold on," Korsa replied as she continued to readjust the settings on the incoming readings. Moments later, she was receiving the outcome she was hoping for and finished the last scanning sequence.

"OK, you two, sensors have finished calibrating. Come on in and we'll get some sleep where it's nice and warm," the Khontaran woman said into the comms channel. Hearing nothing, Korsa called out again, "Ladies, come on back inside and get out of the wind, before you freeze."

Again, there was no response. Worried, the red-skinned woman went back to the scanner interface, to look for her friends. She found nothing on the scanners, not heat signatures, no movement, nothing. She scanned again, hoping it was a trick, but the scanners were functioning normally. Her crew mates had disappeared.

Panic welled up in her throat as Korsa fretted about what had happened to her friends. Against her better judgement, the large woman grabbed her helmet, fitting it onto her head. Once it was secured, she opened the hatch that led outside to where her friends just were.

Grabbing her Thuun'tara blade, she stepped out into the howling night, eyes open and alert, searching for her lost friends. Jogging up to where they were setting the last sensor, she kept scanning for her comrades, hoping that it was just a comms glitch that kept them from responding.

As Korsa neared the sensor post, two massive figures rose up out of the snow, looking both shaggy and imposing. Drawing her sword, she readied herself for whatever was to come. She noticed at their feet, the crumpled forms of Inari and Priya. A rage set into her, searing hot in its intensity. Without waiting to see what they would do, Korsa charged, Thuun'tara blade whirling before her in a complex attack pattern.

Both figures quickly drew their own weapons, which looked to be a mix of a long-bladed knife and a hunting axe. Bearing down on her, they thought to strike her at the same time, believing that she could not parry or defend herself from four weapons at the same time. Though Korsa could have executed a blade form called Blossoming Flower, where she would have broken down her blade into four separate pieces to counter their attack, she was injured and had to improvise.

The moment before their weapons began their downward arc, she rolled forward between them, coming to her feet with her back to theirs. They realized their mistake too late and tried to recover, but their weapons were buried in the icy ground. Giving no respite, Korsa whirled, bringing her sword to bite into the chest cavity of her right assailant, dropping him in a spray of purple blood.

Giving no thought to any medical curiosities that coursed through her brain, she engaged the second attacker who had brought his knife to bear. It surged forward, intent on killing her for killing his friend, but Korsa would not be brought down so easily. Unsheathing her blade from the cooling corpse at her feet, she brought her blade up in time to intercept the tip of the dagger,

With a cracking, crunching sound, it shattered against her Khontaran sword, rendering it utterly useless. The shock of losing its weapon seemed to stun the creature, and that was all the opening that Korsa needed. Whipping her blade in a circle above her, she brought it down upon her enemy's shoulder, bisecting it from its left shoulder, the sword exiting from the right side of its ribcage.

Dropping like a stone, Korsa paid it no further heed as she rushed to her friends' side, hoping that they were still alive. They were lying on their backs, unconscious, but alive from what she could tell. Removing her helmet and setting her blade down right next to her, she spoke to them to try to get their attention.

"Captain! Chief! You guys need to wake up, now! Come on, you two!"

Korsa was so focused on her crew mates that she didn't hear the approach of the other creatures until they were right on top of her. Sensing them and their intent, the Khontaran woman spun around to her feet, sword coming alive in her hands, a battle cry on her lips. A huge fist came crashing into her face, with enough force to knock her flat on her back. Groaning, she tried to sit up to face her attacker, but the blow had left her vision and sense of balance dancing from side to side. Another blow came, this time, it did what its wielder wanted and knocked her out cold.

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And that's it for this chapter folks! Rest assured, this isn't the end of these three marooned souls. I'm not like George R. R. Martin, killing off characters indiscriminately, you will see them again in the next chapter, but what predicament will they be in? For those answers, you'll have to wait until I release chapter five and as I stated at the start of this chapter, I will be working on releasing them much sooner.

As to the events that transpired on the Perseus, there is much fun to be had there and many plot points that I will expand on! I'm not one for lazy ass writing and just wrapping up a plot or story point in a quick and sloppy fashion. What I will do is keep them alive and reveal each piece as it needs to be, painting a much bigger picture of the story that I'm telling.

Anyways, thank you for taking the time to read my work and I do hope that you've enjoyed it! I'm open to constructive criticism and will seriously consider any suggestions made about various story arcs. Please feel free to rate and comment on my work and if you like what I write, don't be afraid to follow and share, though your views, ratings and comments are quite enough for me.

This is C.H. Darkstrider, signing off to grab a beer and some quality time with the wife! ;) You will attain whatever you most desire, as long as you believe in yourself. Cheers!