****** Sex in Space by Chitra ******
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Sex in Space


At nineteen hundred hours, on September 22, 2099, the crew of the United
Nations Spacegoing Vessel Relentless knew that they were irrevocably doomed,
and would probably all be dead within the next eleven or twelve hours.

Lt. Shelton, the first officer, gazed numbly down at the Damage Control
console. Apparently, the reactor core was completely inert, having melted down
past the point of salvation. Emergency battery power kept some of the ship's
interior lights going, but there was no way Relentless would ever again have
enough strength to fire up her massive engines and burn for home.

Soon, the ship would become cold as a tomb. Though there would still be
breathable oxygen, the crew would have to don their pressure suits for warmth.
Not that it would matter very much, reflected Shelton. Because eventually the
suits' power cells would run out, and everyone would slowly die of the cold in
any case.

Shelton glanced up from his console and eyed the captain. Capt. Harris looked
back at Shelton, his dark-eyed gaze unreadable, and finally shrugged.

"To me, it was worth the risk," the captain said in a gravelly voice.

Shelton forced a nod. He said: "If the reactor had held up - if we had been
able to get to Syrius as quickly as we wanted - yes, sir. It was worth the
risk. I'm just sorry we'll never see Syrius."

Capt. Harris nodded. "Make your final entry in the ship's log, lieutenant. Then
meet us in the Rec Hall." The captain turned to look at the rest of the bridge
crew, just three other officers hunched miserably over their dead consoles.

"O'Neil, Fitzgerald - muster the crew in the Rec Hall. Tell everyone to get
into their pressure suits. You have ten minutes."

Lindsay O'Neil and Mike Fitzgerald, both midshipmen, both sixteen, nodded
numbly, and rose to exit the bridge. Neither spoke. They were young, and they
knew that they would die - all because their captain had chosen to push the
reactor core beyond what it could handle, just to reach Syrius two days earlier
than planned and surprise the Gabellan Fleet. Well. Now the Gabellan Fleet
could continue raiding Syrius in peace, for Relentless would never arrive to
put a stop to it.

The crew of Relentless numbered forty-six. It would have been forty-seven, but
Chief Herzl had sacrificed his own life, attempting to shut down the reactor
before it could reach critical mass. The chief's body was heat-melded to the
reactor wall, now. No one even discussed trying to cut him free. Life was
suddenly too short to take on such grisly, pointless tasks.

When the entire crew including all of the officers stood assembled in the Rec
Hall, the captain spoke to them about how proud he was of what they had done,
individually and as a team. Before he had finished speaking, the lights went
out, and they were all left in deep darkness. There came the sound of a girl's
soft sob of fear - since Lindsay O'Neil was the only female on board, everyone
knew it was her.

Right after the lights went out, so did the artificial gravity. At first,
everyone hovered on the ground. Then people allowed themselves to drift free.

Lindsay heard the sound of quiet voices nearby.

Murmuring.

A half an hour passed. No one left the Rec Hall, though they could have by just
forcing the doors open.

The voices came closer, and Lindsay felt a hand on the back of her head. The
hand slid down to her shoulder.

"Lindsay," said Lt. Shelton's voice in her ear. "Take off your pressure suit.
And all your clothes."

The young girl was confused. But one doesn't disobey the first officer, not
even when death approaches. She struggled out of the pressure suit and all of
her clothing in the darkness. She felt Lt. Shelton's hand return. He touched
her shoulders, her back, and then her breasts.

"Capt. Harris," Lt. Shelton called out.

"Yes, lieutenant?"

"I believe it's time for Lattimer's Last Dance, sir. May I begin?"

Lindsay heard the rest of the crewman murmur, sounding pleased. She wondered
what Lattimer's Last Dance was.

The captain said, from somewhere in the darkness, "You may, lieutenant. As is
traditional, I shall dance last."

"Of course, captain," Shelton replied.

Lindsay felt many hands - some bare, some in the thick gloves of pressure suits
- suddenly touching her nude body, passing over her, finally grasping her arms
and her legs, holding her steady, pulling her legs apart.

"What are you doing?" she asked in a small, frightened voice.

"This is an ancient naval tradition, O'Neil," Shelton's voice said, from very
nearby. "All you have to do is stay quiet. No one's asking you to enjoy it."

In the darkness, Shelton reached out and touched the girl's belly with his bare
hands. He had already de-suited, and pushed down his pants so that his large
thick cock was free. He felt her tremble, and smiled. He slid his hands
upwards, and caressed the girl's small, tender little breasts, smiling more
broadly when he felt her little nipples hardening against his palms.

Lindsay was terrified, but the lieutenant's hands on her body seemed very
gentle.

When she heard him murmur, "Up against the bulkhead, boys," she almost didn't
realize what he meant, even though she felt the hands on her arms and legs
tighten, even as she felt them moving her. She gasped and shuddered when she
felt the cold steel of the bulkhead against her bare back and buttocks. She
gasped again when she felt Shelton's hand suddenly slide down between her
widespread legs.

Shelton groaned a little when he felt her tender young cunt against his hand.
Her pubic hair was surprisingly fine, and her pussylips were soft as rose
petals. And when he lightly probed at her tiny opening, he found her impossibly
dry and tight.

"Winston, you there?" Shelton asked into the darkness.

A voice very nearby replied, "Yes, sir."

"I'll hold her open. Use your tongue on her. And in her."

"Aye aye, sir," said Winston, and Lindsay could hear a grin in his voice. She
shuddered a little at the thought of the handsome young machinist's mate using
his tongue on her - and in her - but apparently this was indeed about to
happen.

The girl writhed a little in pain as Shelton used his fingers to part her
tender little cuntlips, and she shuddered when she felt Winston's warm breath
washing against her thighs, and then closer against her opened little cunt.

"Oh, please no," she whispered, but no one answered.

Her entire body stiffened as she felt Winston's sensuous lips press directly
over her tight little hole, kissing her there as if he were kissing her mouth.
She let out a soft cry when he suddenly lapped at her, drawing the flat of his
tongue fully up along her slit, wetting her all the way to her little clit,
which gave a sudden throb. She heard heavy breathing all around her. The crew
of Relentless was aroused by the sounds she was making.

Winston's mouth moved down again and his lips sealed over her tiny hole, which
was quivering. He smiled a moment before beginning to press the tip of his
tongue into her. She tried to move her hips, but he raised his hands and
clasped her, pressing her back into the bulkhead and holding her still as he
began raping her soft cunthole with his tongue, steadily pressing in and out of
her little hole. He began to taste her after a few minutes, her salty-sweet
cunt liquid, her faint moisture flowing onto his tongue each time he penetrated
her with it. He moaned into her soft cunt and came in his pants in three hard
spurts.

He pulled his mouth back from her. Everyone in the room could hear her panting
softly.

"Came in my pants, lieutenant," Winston said.

"Is she lubed, Winston?"

"She is, sir."

"Very well. Thank you. Move away."

Lindsay felt Winston pull back away from her. She knew what would happen next,
could sense Shelton moving in.

"Please don't," she moaned.

"Don't what, midshipman?"

"Please don't rape me," the girl gasped.

"It won't be rape by the time we've finished, midshipman." Shelton touched her
wet, swollen folds, then slipped one finger up into her tight cunt. "She's
tight, boys... but she's wet. Slimy."

No one answered. But several men groaned, and the scent of semen became
stronger.

Lindsay cried out softly and closed her eyes tightly as Shelton began
fingerfucking her tight cunthole. The feeling was incredible. No pain, just
friction, delicious sliding in and out of her vagina. In just two short
minutes, she was gasping, near to coming.

The finger was gone suddenly. Lindsay moaned.

Shelton moved in, grasping hold of her waist. The rubbery tip of his viciously
hard 10" cock bumped up against and then slid along the length of her
feverishly hot, wet slit. He found her pulsating opening, and pressed forwards,
lodging the head of his prick in her tight hole.

"You're a virgin, Lindsay," he growled into her ear.

"Yes," she moaned, terrified but excited.

"I'm about to fuck you very, very hard."

"I know," she sobbed.

"After me, every man here is going to fuck you very, very hard. And I think
you'll love it."

With that, he suddenly ground his hips forward, forcing his turgid fuckpole up
her tight wet cunthole. Dimly, her heard her wailing in pain, but more than
that he felt the tightness of her channel grasping wetly, hotly against his
engorged shaft, her feather-thin membrane against the tip of his cock, and it
made Shelton lose all control. Groaning, ignoring the sound of men around him
breathing hard, Shelton jammed his hard cock hard into the girl's body,
viciously spearing through her maidenhead, thrusting himself in to the hilt.
Her tight pussy clenched and spasmed madly on his invading thickness, and
immediately he began madly piercing her cunt over and over again, mindlessly
penetrating her to her cervix in an endless series of sharp jerking stabs.

He had to hold her about the waist to keep from floating away in the zero-g,
though perhaps he wouldn't have, for her cunt seemed to have a suction grip on
his prick. He fucked her ravenously, and eventually he realized that her cries
had turned from agonized yelps to soft gasping mewls. When he felt her begin to
shudder, felt her already-tight cunt begin to clamp on him in spasms, he
realized she was coming.

"She's coming on me," he groaned, for the benefit of the men, and then he
rammed forward hard one last time, and unleashed hot gushes of cum into her wet
little cunt.

His cock continued twitching and spurting for several long seconds, until he
had emptied his balls into the trembling girl.

The instant Shelton had pulled out of her, the next man was on her. That would
be Lt. Grigsby. They would rape her in order of rank, of course, the first
lieutenant to be the first to cum in her body, followed by the other
lieutenants, then the midshipmen, then the chiefs, then the enlisted men, in
order of seniority. And finally, the captain.

Lindsay felt Shelton fill her with his cum and then quickly pull out of her.
Gasping for breath, she began to relax, thinking her ordeal was over - and yet
knowing that it wasn't. But almost before she knew what was happening, she felt
a fat man's body pressing her back against the cold bulkhead, his thick fat
cock probing at her inflamed cuntlips.

With a low, trembling moan, Grigsby slid his prick into the girl's wet cunt. He
hadn't had a woman in months, though he'd been forcibly raping a midshipman's
ass for the past several weeks, keeping the boy quiet with promises of
promotions. The feel of the girl's soft vagina hugging his hard cock was
immensely pleasurable, and he began sliding his prick rhythmically in and out
of her, with an older man's experience, despite his excitement. He felt her
breathing hard against his cheek as he fucked her wet cunt.

Grigsby gripped her hips hard and gritted his teeth, speeding up, his hips
ramming his prick in and out of her hard and fast for almost a minute. Everyone
heard the girl's gasps turning into soft cries of pleasure. Then Grigsby
stiffened and his cum spurted out of his cock into her hot squishy depths.

Forty-four men followed Grigsby. Eventually, the men holding Lindsay against
the bulkhead let her go and she floated free. A young midshipman got his cock
wet by forcing it into her cunt a few times, then he got behind her and jammed
himself up her tight little ass as a machinist's mate slid into her cunthole.
Each man gripped her tightly and floated free in zero-g, jamming his thick
prick up her asshole or her pussy.

Lindsay became a wild little slut, eagerly riding the cocks that were shoved
into her wet little hole, feverishly kissing the men who fucked her
increasingly cum-soaked openings. Her passionate cries of pleasure had the men
getting ready to go at her a second time, and a third, and so the hours in
pitch black darkness passed. At one point, Shelton impaled her tender ass on
his thick prick and held her still while two gunner's mates managed to slip
both their cocks up her cunt at once, tearing her a little, making her bleed,
and yet still she writhed in sheer pleasure, her cunt squeezing on their cocks,
her asshole clenching on Shelton's cock, as she came and came and came.

Finally, Shelton announced, "Captain - I believe it's time for you, sir."

Capt. Harris' voice replied: "Very good, Lt. Shelton."

Harris had only to float towards the scent of heated over-sexed cunt and semen.
When he found the girl, he ran his hands over her body, feeling the slick cum
on her. Gently, the sixty-seven-year-old man slipped two fingers into her hole.
In the darkness, his eyes widened as he felt around inside of her, felt the
thick slime that coated her pussy, how swollen her tender folds were. The girl,
almost unconscious, whimpered softly. Harris found her mouth with his, and
kissed her tenderly.

Then he slipped his hard prick into her pussy, pulling her hips down against
his groin. He moved his hips in slow, circular motions, poking around inside of
her, feeling her ravaged recesses with his prick. Shortly, he sighed and
released his semen into her body. At that very moment, Lt. Shelton fired a
short burst of high-energy beam into the back of the captain's skull. As Harris
came inside Lindsay, both he and she were electrocuted, and died very quickly,
as was the tradition in the Navy.

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