64 comments/ 278066 views/ 172 favorites The Furies By: Colleen Thomas In the quiet, backwater system of Halderon IV, the old war horse had been put to pasture. She floated majestically in geostationary orbit over the gas giant that star maps called HV-16 and the locals called Lesvous. A bevy of smaller ships darted around the system, all of them hopelessly obsolete by modern standards, consigned to system defense duty and anti-piracy patrols. Compared to the old campaigner, they were state of the art. Almost one thousand years had passed since her massive, seventeen mile long keel had been laid down in the long ago vaporized shipyards at Arnhem. She had been the first of fifteen ships of her class. Massively built, heavily armored, carrying the then revolutionary, fifteen inch Particle Projection Cannons, and internal bays for a whole wing of fighter/bombers. In her day, she had been the pinnacle of space going naval technology and, with her sisters, had been a thorn in the side of the Terran Authority's reconquest of the galaxy. For one hundred bloody years, she and her sister ships had protected the Gunarian Confederation from being annexed into the Terran Authority. The Treaty of Sol III in 3745 had marked the end of hostilities, as the Confederation had bowed to the inevitable and joined the Authority voluntarily, rather than face long years as an occupied power. Four years later, she had been refitted and with a loyal Terran crew and joined the Authority Navy. In her nearly limitless positronic database, the bloody history of the reconquest was stored. She had rained fire and death on the rebellious planet of Sig-Alpha five, taken part in the great naval engagement on Centauri Prime, provided fighter support in the final battles against the Volluskuns and taken part in more skirmishes and fleet actions than most people could imagine. When her battle board was lit, she was as close to sentient as any machine humans had ever constructed. Eventually, time and technology turned her cannons into pea shooters and her hangar decks into less than today's auxiliary carriers boasted. She had been consigned to the scrap yard, when some bean counter realized she was the oldest active duty ship in the Authority fleet. Rather than scrap her, the powers that be had parked her here in orbit and turned her into a training ship for new pilots. The old warhorse was quiet now. The only sound and fury aboard came from raw recruits shooting at targets or blowing off steam. Her great guns had been silent for more than a century and the battle circuit that would bring her to full wakefulness had been dark for twice that. She slept, and perhaps she dreamed of battles in days long gone by. She remained as a living monument to man's determination to conquer the galaxy. The Furies The Furies "Indian girl is hot," Lucky commented. "Straight as an arrow, too," Goose observed. "Ya think? I kinda got a good vibe from her," Lucky went on. "Indian, shmindian, I can't wait to get between the legs of that blonde bombshell," Surfer added. "She's straight, too," the Goose predicted. "Honey, there ain't none of 'em straight once I get between their legs. She'll be giving me head before she knows thrust from yoke, bank on it," Surfer said with almost arrogant confidence. "Go ahead, set your sights on her, it won't be my ass Lucky is tearing up," Goose said, smiling evilly when Marina blanched. "You bitch," she hissed at Lucky. "Not me, I swear it," Lucky said holding her hands up even as she started laughing. "She didn't rat on you. I know how a girl with a well fucked ass moves. I'm not above taking the back door from time to time and Leia loves it," Goose said while pouring another drink. "You are so whupped," Surfer said, trying to change the subject. "Oh Lucky, that's it, tear me up baby!" the Goose cried in a reasonably good imitation of Surfer when she was playing bottom. "One of these days, Goose, I'm going to tear your ass up," Marina threatened. "When did you girls get so into ass fucking?" Bel asked. "It wasn't my idea," Surfer said petulantly. "You've got a cute ass, you didn't complain when I started," Lucky said. "Shut the fuck up," Surfer growled. Lucky managed a big shit-eating grin while Bel and the Goose hid theirs behind their steins. A group of techs came in and Goose checked them out, disappointed to see Leia wasn't among them. "How bout that farm girl, the one with the nice ass?" Goose said. "Straight," both Lucky and Surfer said in unison. "I think you're both wrong." "I wonder if she's a natural blonde," Surfer said, returning to the current object of her attention. "It's probably shaved, she looked pretty freaky to me," Lucky opined. As the hours passed, their speculation grew from orientation to shaved or natural to wild and freaky or missionary only. The bar filled, then slowly emptied and still they carried on. It was well past 03:00 before they staggered out, leaning on each other for support. The Furies "Not bad for first timers. Jugs, you're coming with me this afternoon, after I clear it with the Boss. Cloudy, Lou, hit the whirlpool. Expect pains in places you didn't even know you had. Rebel, no one has ever stayed with me for a full session the first time out. You just might make it, girl." With that, the tall girl rose and exited the training room. "Ohhh, fuck," Lou groaned. "What was that shit?" Cloudy asked in a breathless whisper. Holly just made a sound like a wounded animal. Rebel stood dazedly and took a faltering step towards the exit and the short hallway to the whirlpool. Unaccountably, she stopped and turned back. Cloudy was trying shakily to get up. Lou hadn't moved and Holly was still curled up in a ball. Rebel felt something strange, a compulsion she was unfamiliar with. Deciding she was too tired to fight it, she trudged back and extended her hand to Cloudy. The warrior's eyes were defiant for just a blazing second, and then melted into a grateful smile. Rebel helped her to her feet and together they helped Lou up. It took all three of them to get the nearly unconscious blonde to her feet. In a shaking, quivering group, they slowly aided one another to the whirlpool. Rebel pulled her clothes off with difficulty, finding even the usually automatic ritual to be too much to do without conscious thought. Her arms and hands were shaking so violently by the time she was naked, she was forced to hug herself and breathe deeply, like she had just run from the authorities after a heist. Cloudy ended up helping Lou undress and Rebel aided Holly. The poor girl was in agony and Rebel felt for her. Despite her pain and fatigue, she couldn't help but ogle Holly's big tits and smiled when she saw her soft blonde pubes. She helped her to her feet and together they hobbled into the deep whirlpool to join Lou and Cloudy. The Furies When she opened the door to her small apartment in the city she heard the shower going. Knowing only Leia had a key, she quietly disrobed and slipped into the small bathroom. She leaned against the basin and just stared, with a happy grin on her face. Leia's long red hair was almost black when it was wet and she looked very much like a brunette at that moment. Water sheeted off her head and rolled down her back, splitting into two rivulets at the rise of her ass and rolling off her generous hips. Her legs were parted and Mindy couldn't help but gaze into the dark cleft between them. "Ohmigod!" Leia exclaimed when she felt eyes upon her and turned suddenly. "Sorry baby," Mindy said with a grin. "No, you aren't. You do this every time I come over," she pouted. "I'll make it up to you," Mindy said, sliding into the shower with her and enjoying the hot spray. She slipped her arms around her shorter lover and cupped her breasts. Mindy loved the satiny feel of Leia's skin and the water made it slippery. The tall blonde mashed her generous tits together as she ground her pelvis into Leia's plump ass. The redhead giggled and plopped a bar of soap and wash cloth into her hands. "If you're going to take liberties, you might as well soap me up," she teased. Mindy smiled and went to work, thoroughly soaping up her soft breasts and flat tummy, before delving between her legs. She kept her hands firm as she knelt and did each leg. There was a sensual element to showering together, but Mindy never let it get to her. She washed each millimeter of her lover's skin tenderly but thoroughly, overkilling if she thought she might have missed even a spot. She would never forget the first time her little angel came in from work and they showered together, the water had turned an oily scummy black as it ran down her body. Leia worked with the big ships' engines and she picked up all kinds of toxic materials during a twelve hour shift. The soap was special, carrying no scent, but made specifically to neutralize and remove any toxin. Once they were done they both rinsed off and climbed out of the shower. Leia wrapped a towel around her head and another around her body before padding into the bedroom. Mindy followed admiring her lover's backside. A day together this early was rare and Mindy wondered if dinner wouldn't be appropriate. She wasn't hungry, well, not for food anyway, but she didn't want to seem like she was only interested in sex. Leia dropped the towel, climbed onto the bed and pulled a pillow out from under the sheets. She slid it under her ass, lay back and spread her legs. With her fingertips she opened her flower, exposing the soft inner folds. "Don't just stand there looking edible, we only have fourteen hours before I have to get back," she said with an impish grin. This was the very thing about Leia that Mindy was so enchanted with. She was so shy, so very proper and ladylike, but then she would do something like this and just blow the thin instructor's mind. Mindy no longer tried to understand it, she just enjoyed it. Moving to the nightstand she retrieved her harness and buckled it on. She then crawled between her lover's legs and kissed her inner thigh. Leia moaned softly and tangled her hands in Mindy's short blonde hair. She tried to guide her lips to her clit, but Mindy was having none of it. She kissed and licked the redhead's inner thighs unhurriedly, alternating from one to the other and her hands snaked up the girl's sides and began to knead her breasts. Another soft moan set the blonde's blood on fire, but she wouldn't be hurried. The fat nipples hardened and the aureoles puckered, allowing her to capture one between each thumb and forefinger and gently roll them. She kissed around the fleshy mound of her lover's pussy, thrilling when the faint musky odor became stronger and Leia's hips began to jog. The scent of Leia's arousal mixed with her own as the redhead's lips became puffy and slick. Only then did Mindy begin to tongue them, using the tip of her tongue to outline her lover's sex. Leia gasped and her body arched, trying to force herself up and into more firm contact with Mindy's warm mouth. The blonde took the hint and flattened her tongue, running it up her girl's slit, between the puffy lips and over the hard pebble of her clit. She latched onto the erect pebble and laved it with her tongue as one hand abandoned Leia's breast and slipped to her entrance. Mindy used an aggressive cock, and enjoyed filling her girl completely, but despite this, Leia remained extremely tight. Mindy gingerly worked a finger into her, thrilling to the massage the silken glove was giving her finger. She intensified her lashing of Leia's clit and smiled happily when she shuddered and her internal muscles clamped down on the intruding finger. Her hips jogged and she wailed as her orgasm washed over her. Mindy rode out the thrashing, staying glued to her clit, but as soon as she calmed, the blonde moved up her body and captured her lips. Leia kissed back passionately, her hands moving between them to grasp Mindy's cock and bring it to her entrance. The blonde eased herself down, enjoying the sensation as the fat head met resistance and forced the base back onto her own clitoral hood. Slowly the big cock sank into Leia's passage, until it was all the way in and Mindy's mound rested on her lover's. She began to work her hips then, slowly and languidly fucking her little lover. As Leia's passion was reignited she began to moan and raise her hips to meet each thrust. Mindy felt herself tensing and felt the knot of desire in her tummy. When Leia wrapped her legs around Mindy's thighs and sank her nails into the sensitive skin of her ass, the blonde bit her lip. When she began to pull Mindy into her with each thrust she groaned and lost it, smashing her hips into her lover's in a paroxysm that soon had them both orgasming hard. Mindy's hit her like a ton of bricks, shooting up from her pussy to her head and exploding in starburst behind her tightly closed eyes. The waves were thick and heady, each one carrying her higher and higher, until at last she felt herself floating down on a cloud of euphoria. As the pleasure faded and her sanity returned Mindy rolled off her partner. Leia caught her head and guided it to her breast. Content, sated, and now very sleepy, Mindy suckled as her lover stroked the skin of her face. The Furies Lou did so, choking on the alcohol as it burned her throat. Lucky laughed and stood back to admire her. "You must need it bad, girl, to risk this." "Well, yes…I suppose I do need a good shagging pretty badly." "I love that accent. Okay, baby, I'll give you some lessons in thrust, but it's going to have to be quick. Reveille is in two hours and I still have to figure out how to smuggle you back to your room without Tucker nailing both our asses to the wall." The tall instructor pulled the shirt off and tossed it to the floor. Lou felt her pussy twitch when Lucky was revealed in her naked glory. She moved purposefully to the night stand and pulled out a strange harness which she began to buckle around her waist. "Don't just stand there Lou, get naked, times a'wastein" she called. The dark-haired trainee quickly kicked off her boots and started undoing the buttons on her blouse. She was just removing her bra when Lucky turned to her and she froze. The belt around her waist held up a prick! Not a real one of course, but it looked real and was larger than even the recruiter had been. "What's the matter? Never seen a cock before?" Lucky asked with a smile as she stroked the monster dildo. "Never on a woman!" Lou exclaimed. Lucky chuckled and turned back to the nightstand, grabbing a tube of lubricant and slicking up the dildo as Lou finished disrobing. Once she was naked, Lucky approached her and the grabbed her. Spinning her around, the instructor grasped a handfull of hair and jerked Lou's head back hard. "Something tells me you're the kind of girl who likes it rough, am I right?" she purred. Lou felt a shiver run through her and was only able to nod, no words would form in her suddenly dry mouth. Lucky chuckled again, a sound Lou found incredibly sexy and exciting. Without warning she shoved Lou to the table and roughly bent her over it. "Spread 'em," she grunted, kicking at the inside of Lou's leg. The petite trainee let her legs slide out, exposing her pussy to Lucky's fevered eyes. "Fuck," she said, grasping the base of the thick dildo and rubbing it up and down Lou's lips. Lou moaned, feeling the big cock at her entrance and tensed when she felt Lucky grasp her hips. The air was forced from her lungs and her eyes teared up when Lucky drove into her with a wicked thrust of her powerful hips. "Geezus. I'm sorry, baby," Lucky said, pulling all the way out. "Are you all right?" she asked, stroking Lou's back. "Yes, I think so," she managed. "You should have told me you weren't experienced," the tall instructor chided as her hand gently massaged Lou's abused pussy. "I thought I was," she groaned, causing the instructor to laugh out loud. She returned the head of her cock to Lou's entrance and pressed forward slowly. Lou groaned as she felt it stretching her open and fought to relax as her muscles clenched. Lucky went easy, feeding her an inch or two at a time, and stopping frequently to let her adjust. Lou felt stuffed. She had never even imagined she could feel this full before. Nothing had prepared her for it and the signals shooting to her brain from her abused tissues were nothing short of mind blowing. Thick, heady pleasure mixed with both sharp and dull pain. Her mind couldn't sort them out, they were too intertwined and she wasn't sure if it was pain or pleasure, but whatever it was she liked it. Eventually Lucky's hips bumped her shapely rump and she knew it was all the way in. Lou surprised herself by letting out a deep breath she hadn't realized she had been holding. "All right, pilot, ready for some thrust?" Lucky purred. Lou nodded and looked back over her shoulder to see Lucky setting her feet and she thrilled when the cute instructor's warm hands clamped down on her hips. Lucky drew back about half way and thrust forward, eliciting a groan from her lovely partner. The dildo dragged a little on the way out so she thrust back in before getting as much out this time. Lou moaned and her hand snaked between her legs to begin wildly massaging her clit. Lucky smiled and began to pound into her, enjoying the squishy sounds the big cock made as it forced tissue aside. Lou was in heaven, Nothing had ever felt this good. Her body shuddered through another mini climax and her inner muscles clamped down on the huge cock. She felt her body tense and bit her lower lip as the first of several powerful orgasms began to tear at her sanity. Wave after wave of outrageous pleasure assaulted her mind and with each one she felt more and more disconnected from her body and reality. "No…no…no..please..no more…" She found it odd to hear herself mumbling that, the last thing she wanted was for Lucky to stop. The instructor seemed to know this and picked up her pace, causing Lou to shudder violently. She felt another orgasm coming, this one seemed to be building in her stomach and when it exploded she felt something in her head tear loose. She gave a feral cry and thrust back wildly on the plunging dildo, driving it deeper into her hungry pussy. It hit something deep inside and a lance of pain-pleasure blotted everything from her mind. She came back to reality to find Lucky no longer inside her. Her pussy throbbed, but she felt so empty she couldn't believe it. She wanted more. "You gonna make it?' Lucky whispered, gently stroking her back. "Yes," she managed, her tongue seemed cloven to the roof of her mouth and speech was difficult. "You've got a fantastic ass," Lucky said, pushing a finger into Lou's anus up to the first knuckle. "Oh!" she exclaimed. "Ever had anyone in there?" Lucky asked in a hushed tone. "No! Never." "Want to?" she asked with a big grin. The very thought was so naughty it made her tingle. "I don't know, isn't it supposed to hurt?' she asked tentatively, fighting down the urge to just say yes to whatever this magnificent woman wanted to do to her. "It can, but not if you do it right. How 'bout it, sugar? Want to feel this big dick in your ass?" Lou bit her lower lip and nodded slightly. Lucky smiled and placed the head at the entrance to her pussy, shoving it deep into her. "Oh! I thought…" "Gotta get it all slick for you," Lucky interrupted, pulling out after a few quick thrusts and bringing it to Lou's tight pucker. Lou tensed, waiting for it, but Lucky just held it there and stroked her cheeks gently. "Relax. You have to stay relaxed or it will hurt." Lou nodded and forced herself to relax. Lucky applied firm pressure and the dark haired girl felt it begin to enter her body. She fought the urge to tense, and groaned as the head opened her sphincter and passed into her anus. Lucky took it slow, but she knew exactly what she was doing. When the head butted up to Lou's internal muscular ring, the one she couldn't control, Lucky slapped the girl's ass with all the power she could muster. Lou squeaked in surprise and before her body could react, Lucky jammed forward, opening the internal sphincter with only a slight stab of pain. After that, it took only a short while for Lucky to bury the entire dildo in her lover's quivering ass. She just watched for a while, immensely enjoying the way Lou's muscles were working beneath the pale skin of her ass. Lou felt stuffed. If she thought the big toy in her cunt was something, the way it lewdly stretched open her ass was even more powerful. When it began to move inside her bowels she felt a shudder of pleasure. Her hand snaked down to her wet pussy and began to stoke her hyper-sensitive clit. Lucky grabbed two hands full of her hair and pulled hard, making Lou's back arch, allowing the instructor a better angle to really tear her lover up. The huge cock moving in her ass was nothing short of incredible and the orgasms quite simply destroyed any conception she had entertained before of what sex was all about. It was almost time for reveille before Lucky arranged a diversion and Lou managed to drag herself back into the room. The Furies "Computer, set course for Deneba Seven," "Working." A few minutes later the computer spoke up again. "Calculations complete. FTL engines online, awaiting your signal, Captain," "Action," the old man ordered in a hushed tone. "Acting." Red alarm lights flashed, giving warning. Crew members braced themselves all over the ship and then, with a sickening lurch, the giant ship sparkled and disappeared from the Halderon system. "Estimated flight time, forty two hours." "Helm, you may stand down from general quarters," he ordered as he rose, pointed to Erica and retreated to his office. Once inside Erica took a seat while the old man eased himself into the chair behind his desk. "Surprised it went that smoothly," he commented finally. "What the fuck is going on, Carl?" she demanded, forgetting military courtesy for the moment. "News from the front. The Trog have introduced a new kind of capital ship. It's severely under gunned, but shielded so strongly that even a fleet's worth of PPCs can't get penetration." "So what's that got to do with us? The old girl's fifteens can't be needed that badly if the big boys can't penetrate." He looked at her gravely, swallowed hard and spoke in a near whisper. "You're standing on seventh fleet's biggest boy, Captain," he said, fishing a bottle out of his desk drawer and taking a deep pull. "My god…" Erica exclaimed, collapsing in her chair. "The Trog introduced this new ship class en mass. The intelligence boys must have been jerking off the last two years, but they hit the fleet anchorage at Yalo and caught us with our pants down. The casualty reports are still coming in, but nothing bigger than a destroyer escaped." "So they are just sending us out to die gloriously then?" she asked as he passed the bottle and she took a deep swallow. "No. We are heading for Deneba to take on a new series of fighter-bombers and a new experimental weapon." "What kind of weapon can possibly make the Yorktown able to stand up to a fleet that's thousands strong?" "I don't know. My orders don't say. How would you rate this class, Erica?" he said, seemingly changing the subject. "They're pretty good. Not the best overall class, but perhaps three or four of the best pilot prospects I've seen in a long while. Why?" "They got all seven fleet carriers and most of the auxiliaries. You, your officers, and this class are the only active air group left in seventh fleet". "We're it?" she said incredulously. "At this time, Yalo is scraping the bottom of the barrel to even field a single command. There might be some flights that were on TDD, but we won't know for a while about them. As of right now, you are all we have."