Fantasy The People Makers

"I'll stay," said Jennifer.

Craig glared at her. "You will obey me in all things. Do you understand?"

"I understand," Jennifer heard herself say.

"Take off your clothes."

Jennifer stared at him, stunned.

SLAP!

"Don't make me say it again!" said Craig.

Jennifer sobbed quietly as she unzipped her jumpsuit. She heard Craig hmmm with delight as her breasts thrust out at him. She paused when she reached the crotch.

"All of it," said Craig.

Jennifer trembled as she stepped out of her jumpsuit. She felt Craig scrutinizing her breasts and her vagina with her eyes.

"Better," he said approvingly. He reached out and started to squeeze one of her breasts. Jennifer gasped.

"I thought you were going to be gentle!" she cried.

He stared at her with hard eyes. "I will be whatever I want to be. I'm going to pound your pussy hard, Jennifer, really hard. You may whimper, you may cry, but when you leave this room you are going to tell your weak husband that I treated you like a true gentleman, do you understand?" He squeezed her breast harder. "Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand!" Jennifer cried. She realized that Craig could do anything to her, anything at all. As Craig saw the understanding filtering through he gave a wolfish smile.

"Take off my clothes."

"What?"

SLAP!

"What was that for?"

"Every time you delay, ever time you question, every time you make me repeat myself, you will be punished. Now, must I repeat myself again?"

Jennifer shook her head. She reached out and unzipped him. Craig raised a questioning eyebrow.

Jennifer bit her lip and removed his white jumpsuit. As she bent down to lower it to the ground her head was level with his penis. Even flaccid it was big and hairy. She moved to stand up again but Craig pushed her back to her knees.

"It just so happens that you read my mind and assumed the perfect position. Now suck me off!"

Jennifer shook her head. "No. I never!"

"Not even for weak hubby?"

"No!" said Jennifer, hoping for sympathy.

"Well, this is going to be your first time. A learning experience. Weak hubby will thank me, I think," Craig grinned."Get to work!"

Jennifer hesitated.

SLAP!

SLAP!

SLAP!

I must obey. I must suck his penis.

Jennifer opened her mouth, took his penis in her feminine hand, and inserted him into her. Then she started sucking. She startled herself as she realized she was sucking on another man's penis.

She was sucking on another man's penis. It was the ultimate betrayal of Robert. He could never forgive her for this. How could she ever explain herself? How could she ever kiss her husband again with the mouth that had pleasured another man's penis? What had she become?

"That a girl!" said Craig. Even he had been surprised she had given in so easily. He had expected more of a fight. "You like it? Tell me you like it."

Jennifer pulled out obediently. Craig's penis was wet with her saliva. "I like it," she said quietly.

"You like it... master."

"What?"

"Call me master!"

That was almost too much for her. She felt the urge to get up and get out of there. But something told her she had to do it. Something inside her told her she wanted to do it.

"Yes... Master," said Jennifer quietly. "Should I continue sucking on your thing, Master?"

Craig gave a broad grin. "What a polite question. What thing are you referring to?"

"Your... your penis," said Jennifer. "May I... may I continue sucking on your penis, Master?"

"You certainly may."

Jennifer inserted Craig's penis into her mouth once more. Why had she said that? That hadn't been her speaking! And yet, as she sucked on Craig's growing organ, she felt a sense of contentment radiating through her. Could I truly be enjoying this?

"If only Robert could see you now, sucking off a real man. He would be so proud, so very proud. Say it, whore."

Whore.

Jennifer blinked as if she had been slapped. But she dutifully pulled out again. "Yes, Master. If Robert could see me now, he... he would be so proud of me." She wiped the wetness off her lips. "Would you like me to suck you some more... Master?"

Craig looked down. "I think you made me hard enough for the task at hand. Lie back on my bed and spread your legs."

No... I can't....

And yet, Jennifer found that she could. She lay on Craig's bed and spread her legs, showing him her red vaginal lips. A tremor of excitement coursed through her. Could a part of her really be enjoying this?

Craig smirked as he got on top of her. He saw her eyes widen as he stroked his penis. "I'm bigger than him, aren't I?"

Jennifer nodded.

"Don't worry, babe, I won't stretch you too much." He reached down and worked the head of his penis against her vaginal lips, gently inserting it in and out, in and out as he moved it up and down her slit.

Jennifer wasn't attracted to Craig, she couldn't be attracted to Craig, but as he teased her with the head of his cock she felt a tingling deep in her cunt. She moaned slightly.

"Like it, don't you?" Craig grinned. He moved more intently, making Jennifer groan again.

"That was just the appetizer. Time for the main course," said Craig. And then without any warning he slid all the way inside her.

"Craig!" Jennifer's eyes were as wide as golf balls. "You're so big!"

"It always feels bigger when I do it all at once," Craig grinned. "But it feels even better when it moves." Jennifer gasped as he pulled all the way out of her. His penis was coated with her cunt juices. Then he plunged all the way back in again. Then all the way out again, and back in.

Jennifer gasped with every motion.

"You like it, don't you? Tell Master you like it."

"Yes Master. I like it!" Jennifer gasped.

"Must be nice to feel a real man inside you. Bigger than Robert, isn't it?"

"Yes," Jennifer gasped.

"Better than Robert too, isn't it?"

Jennifer blinked and bit her lip.

SLAP!

"Yes Master! Much better than Robert!"

Craig felt a heaviness in his balls and a tingling in his penis. "Robert is such a cuck, such a weakling to turn you over to another man, isn't he? Isn't he?"

"Yes," Jennifer gasped. She felt herself being rodded in much quicker movements now. She was having sex with another man, and enjoying it!

"Say it!" SLAP! "Say it!"

"Robert... is weak... a real man... a real man wouldn't turn me over for sex with other men," She gasped. She felt her orgasm rising within her. She hadn't felt it with Gavin, but for some reason she did with Craig, even as Craig repulsed her.

"He's not a real man, is he?"

"No, he's not a real man! Robert is a pussy!" Jennifer cried, as his hard cock massaged her like Robert never could. "You're a real man, Craig!" Craig. The words just came out of her lips. "Fuck me hard, Craig! Fuck me harrrdeerrrr!"

Craig gave an easy grin as if he expected it. He started to pound her harder. Her entire body shook with every thrust, sending her breasts in every conceivable direction. Jennifer grabbed onto him as she felt her climax rapidly approaching.

"Oh Craig!" she cried. "Oh Craig oh Craig oh Craig!"

"Yeah, Babe! I feel it too!" he cried.

He looked at her red lips and reached down for them. When their lips met they ginded together with passion. It was enough to send them both over the edge. As Jennifer felt a strong orgasm radiating out of her cunt, Craig seeded her, filling her vagina with pulse after pulse of creamy, sticky sperm.

He lay on top of her and smiled. "How was that, Babe?"

It took Jennifer a moment to find her voice. She felt a jumble of emotions even as the ball of light left her head. "It... It was... unexpected. I... I never thought...."

Craig pulled out, his long penis still partially erect. "They never do, until they get their first taste of real cockmeat," he said proudly.

Robert and Assada got a round of applause as they reentered Bermuda. Robert flushed red but Assada yelled, "Ajuba be praised! Ajuba be praised!"

"How was it, Assada?" Jessica Fromm asked.

"It was a holy experience! I felt as if Ajuba himself was inside me!"

"Ajuba, or him?" Laura Giancomo asked.

As the girls laughed, Robert's blush only grew deeper.

And then Craig entered the lounge with a possessive arm around Jennifer.

Robert rushed to hug her. "Honey! I was so worried! How did Craig treat you?"

Jennifer glanced at Craig out of the corner of her eye. Craig folded his arms and gave her a hard stare.

"He was a perfect gentleman," said Jennifer. "A perfect gentleman." An image flashed in her mind, of Craig's hard cock pistoning inside her, of her vagina exploding with an unexpected orgasm. He had taunted her, he had abused her, and yet he had made her feel so strongly in a way she had never felt before.

"Thank you," said Robert. "Thank you so much."

Craig gave a crooked grin. He had just pumped the man's wife full of his cum, and he was thanking him.

610.

620.

Robert and Assada got a 610. Jennifer and Craig got a 620. Although these scores were mildly above average, they still were not close to a passing score, which was 800 or above. They had failed once again.

Robert and Jennifer strategized over who to partner with next. Craig had broken something inside of Jennifer, some kind of barrier she never knew existed. She had learned that she could have pleasure with other men, in some ways greater pleasure than she could with her own husband. When Robert made love to her the following night she was as loving and appreciative as could be, but her loving was dutiful. She recognized how small Robert felt inside of her compared to Craig, and a part of her, a small part of her wished she could have more.

But she climaxed and smiled at him like a good wife and told him how great he was.

And then they got dressed and started strategizing over who they would partner with next.

"Ardis McDuff seems like a nice man. He's a billionaire," said Jennifer. "Or maybe Donnie Burch. He's a professional weightlifter and very handsome."

"I was thinking of Laura Giancomo or Shelly Rendler," said Robert.

"Oh, I think I know Laura. The one with the-"

"Yes," said Robert.

"She's very pretty," said Jennifer, giving a knowing smile.

Nettie had been sitting quietly listening to them ruminate but she could take no more. "I can't believe this! You've completely given in to them!"

"Sweetie!"

"Don't Sweetie me! How can you and Dad openly plot about who you're going to have sex with next?"

"Dear, it's not about the sex. It's about saving the human race." Jennifer searched for the right words. "The sex is just a kind of... a byproduct."

"A byproduct," she frowned. "Dad, how can you let Mom fuck other men?"

"Watch your mouth young lady!" said Robert sharply. He wet his lips. "It has to be done. It's all for the Experiment."

"I see. All for the Experiment." She got up and walked out.

Jennifer took his arm. "She's very young. She'll understand some day."

Bessie listened attentively, rubbing her rolls of fat as they talked about their desire to partner with Laura Giancomo and Donnie Burch. She was secretly pleased that Jennifer's resistance had been worn down and that she was now at least a willing if not eager participant in the Experiment. But it was time to push forward the next step in Graylor's plan... as well as her own.

After listening to why Laura and Donnie were perfect matches, Bessie reclined and scratched her head. "I'm not sure," she said.

"Not sure about what?" said Jennifer.

"You've done a lot of pairing lately that hasn't paid off. Maybe it's time to sit back and reflect a bit. I'm not sure that Laura, for example, is the best pick for you, Robert." She stared at him knowingly, making him shift in his seat.

"And then there is the matter of Nettie."

"Nettie? What about her?"

"She's been here for over a month and hasn't yet partnered with anyone."

"We've been partnering," said Jennifer, tapping her chest.

"Yes, and that's commendable. But that doesn't excuse the lack of participation of your daughter."

"She's just a child!" Jennifer wailed.

"She is 18, is she not? Fully sexually mature, with a unique set of genes. Her gene code could be the one which saves the human race."

"No," Jennifer shook her head vigorously. "I can't let her. I won't."

Bessie sighed and ran a finger down the wall of her tiny office. "Robert, could I talk with you? Alone?"

"Why?" said Jennifer.

"I just have some things I want to talk about with Robert," said Bessie. She gave him a look.

"No!" said Jennifer.

"It's all right, dear," said Robert.

"Robert-"

"It's all right. Wait for me in Bermuda. I'll be there soon."

Jennifer gave him a hesitant look. "All... all right." She turned and left.

"A wonderful woman," said Bessie.

"The best," said Robert.

"But very excitable," said Bessie. "I'm not sure she can be completely rational about things like this like you and I can."

"I don't love this process either," said Robert.

"Oh?" Bessie raised an eyebrow. "Susan Shinn told the girls how much you enjoyed your partnering with her."

"She said that? Where did you hear that?"

"I overheard her talking to some of the girls." she smiled as Robert's face grew red. "Now, about Nettie....."

"Nettie is not going to participate," said Robert firmly.

"She'll have to, sooner or later," said Bessie. "But with your cooperation, it could be later, rather than sooner."

"What do you mean?"

Bessie stretched her pudgy arms. "I'm not convinced that Laura is the best match for you. But I could be convinced, possibly."

"How?"

"By giving you a compatibility audit."

"What is that?'

"You... you would come to my quarters, and I would test your emotional and physical relatability," said Bessie. She smiled as she saw the message sink in.

"I... no, I don't think so."

"Then your request to partner with Laura is denied."

Robert returned to the table in Bermuda where Jennifer and Nettie anxiously awaited him.

"So?" Jennifer asked.

"I convinced Bessie to approve our application."

"Wonderful!" said Jennifer.

"Swell," said Nettie, in a glum voice.

"Dear, don't you want the human race to continue?" Jennifer asked.

"I do, but I wish there was a way to do it without you and Dad cheating on each other."

"We are not cheating, dear. We are both very much aware of what the other is doing. Aren't we, Robert?" She gave him a hard glare.

"Yes," Robert confirmed.

Robert was curiously silent throughout dinner. Jennifer gave him inquiring stares but he batted them away. Then, after dinner, Robert said he wanted to go for a walk.

"Fine! Where shall we go, dear?"

"I want to walk alone."

"Robert, is something wrong?" She looked alarmed, and grabbed his arm.

Robert slowly smiled. "Everything is fine, dear." He kissed her. "I'll be back soon."

Twenty minutes later Robert was pounding into Bessie's pussy, working between her legs, her huge, fat thighs which each looked like a giant leg of lamb. Her vagina looked as big as a hanger bay door and was entirely unappealing. And yet Robert pounded away as Bessie chuckled and laughed.

"That's it, that's a boy. You've learned an important lesson today. All roads lead to Bessie. How do you like traveling the road now, boy?"

Robert didn't respond. There was no way he could be enjoying this. It was amazing he was even able to get an erection. It was like making love to a small cow.

"The prouder they are, the harder they fall! I get all the handsome ones sooner or later. The ones who look disdainfully at my body, they're the best. When they're made to fuck me like love slaves, I love how they look. The expression on their face is priceless." She pinched his cheeks and grinned. "What would Jennifer think if she saw you fucking me? How would your precious Nettie react?"

"Leave Nettie out of this," Robert growled, as he pounded between her cavernous vaginal lips.

"I'm afraid I can't. It's not up to me. Sooner or later your precious Nettie is going to have to join the Experiment."

"No!" Robert cried.

"Yes," said Bessie cackled. "You could fuck me a hundred times and that wouldn't change her fate!" She laughed hysterically. "Don't worry, if she likes it half as much as Jennifer she'll be fine."

"Jennifer... liked it?"

"She didn't really warm up to Gavin, but she opened up completely to Craig. Surely you noticed her attitude change after that?"

"Yes," said Robert, as he poled in and out of her. "I thought... I thought...."

"She liked it," Bessie grinned. "And I think Nettie will like it too!"

"No!"

"Keep pounding! If I don't climax in the next 90 seconds, you can kiss your next partnering goodbye!"

Robert, grimacing, started thrusting more rapidly into the cackling obese body cavity.

Jennifer got a 620 with Donnie Burch, and Robert got a 580 with Laura Giancomo. It seemed both of them were stuck in roughly the 600 range regardless of who they paired with.

Robert commiserated with his wife over dinner. "No one else has been able to do it either. That's why we're all still here."

"But what are we going to do now?" Jennifer asked.

"Let's take a break for a while, and put some thought to it, and see what happens," said Robert.

Two days later a motorized stretcher carried the powderized body of Jennifer Powell through Algeria. Michelle Delving's children Damon and Eva were laughing and playing around it as Hot Dog and Hamburger pushed it along.

Robert and Nettie were trailing behind it in the background. Nettie was crying hysterically as Robert consoled her.

"Why the wife and not the husband, I wonder," said Roland Miller. "I heard that she consistently got higher scores than he did."

"I heard she resisted the Experiment, at first at least," said Ardis McDuff.

"Not after she got a taste of this," said Craig, grabbing his crotch. "She was wet and willing."

"Perhaps they are telling the truth. That rapid cellular degeneration is truly a random thing and they can't control who it happens to," said Abner Dune.

"Or perhaps," said Haggis, "This was their plan all along."

Bessie met with Robert every day, consoling him, but also encouraging him to move on.

"How can I move on?" he said.

"If not you, then at least Nettie," said Bessie.

"Nettie again!" said Robert. "Why always Nettie?"

"You have participated in the Experiment a number of times. Nettie never has," said Bessie. "That makes her infinitely more valuable."

"I told you before, she's just a child!"

"Not in the eyes of the Federationistas. She's 18 years old and physically quite mature. Each one of you are given a valuable slot here at the Space Station. A slot that can easily be given to others." Her threat was barely veiled.

But the situation really didn't hit home for Robert until the following morning, when a motorized stretcher carrying a young woman paraded through Oregon.

"Who is that?" Robert asked.

"Trisha Morgan," said Captain Taylor.

"She looks so young," said Robert. Even in powderized form he could tell how beautiful she had been.

"Just turned 18 last week," said Roland Miller.

"Did you have her?" Craig asked.

"No one did," said Roland. "She was a Resistor."

"They killed an 18 year old girl?" Robert asked.

"No one is ever killed here," said Captain Taylor. "It's all caused by random cellular degeneration."

The knowing looks the men exchanged was all Robert needed to see.

"You have to do it!"

"But Daddy, I don't want to!"

"You have to!" Robert repeated. "Do you want to end up being turned into white powder? Have you seen any of the bodies?"

"Yes," said Nettie reluctantly. She had looked, several days ago, when her mother's body had been paraded through Bermuda. The memory still gave her shudders.

"Do you want that to happen to you?"

"They say it's going to happen to all of us sooner or later," said Nettie.

"No," said Robert. "They get rid of people who aren't useful to them. That's why your mother and I participated in the Experiment. We tried to explain it to you, but you wouldn't listen. But now you're in danger."

"Me?"

"If they dessicated that poor 18 year old girl for not participating, what do you think they'll do to you?"

Nettie twirled her hair nervously.

"Do it, Nettie, do it for me," Robert pleaded.

"I have just the man for you, Nettie," said Bessie. She was actually beaming. She even winked at Robert, who simply ignored it.

"Who?" Bessie asked.

"Craig Cobin."

"Craig Cobin?" Bessie had vaguely heard things about Craig Cobin. He was reputed to be crass... vulgar, even rude with women.

"Your mother had him and had no complaints."

"My mother had him?"

"Sorry. Poor choice of words. She partnered with him. She came back full of high praise for him, didn't she, Robert?"

Robert frowned. Jennifer didn't exactly have high praise for Craig Cobin. She refused to talk about him at all. All she said was that it was done and she didn't want to talk about it. But she had become more open to pairing after that experience.

"He's a gentle man, Nettie," said Robert.

"I don't care if he's gentle!"

"You should, seeing as it will be your first time," said Robert.

Nettie turned red as her father revealed to the world that she was a virgin. "Daddy, do I have to?"

"Yes, Honey Bun. It's for your own good."

Craig Cobin came for her as they were finishing up dinner in Algeria, trying to admire the yellow sunset over the never ending sand dunes in the distance. Nettie saw Craig grinning down at her and gave him an apprehensive look. "Do I really have to do this, Daddy?"

"Yes," said Robert. "You don't want to end up turned into powder, do you?"

"No." She shook her head.

"Then go with Craig and do everything he says like a good girl. Your mother liked him. You will too."

Craig extended a hand. "Come on, Nettie! We'll have fun together!"

Nettie stood up. "I doubt that. You're going to take my virginity!"

"Dear, you're going to have to go out with a man sooner or later," said Robert.

"Yes, Daddy, but I wanted it to be with someone who I loved and loved me, like you and Mom!"

Robert winced. "And that's what we normally would have encouraged you to do. But these are emergency circumstances. The fate of the entire human race is at stake. If you and Craig have the genes which will save mankind, isn't it your duty to share them with him?"

"I... I guess..."

"Then go with Craig and be a good girl," said Robert. He turned to Craig. "You'll be gentle with her? Just like Jennifer?"

"Just like Jennifer. I promise," Craig grinned. He took Nettie's hand. "You and I are going to have a great time. And afterwards you'll tell your Daddy how fun it all was."

"I highly doubt that," said Nettie.

Robert watched them go with very mixed feelings. Nettie clearly was not ready to lose her virginity. But if there was any man on the Station who could do it gently, compassionately, he felt it must be Craig Cobin.

Nettie gasped when she saw the nude women gyrating their hips and rubbing their vaginas under the blue lights in Craig's quarters. She tried to run away but Craig gave her a sprawling slap, sending her to the ground.

"That's right, run away," said Craig. "Run straight back to Daddy. Because you know what happens next? You get turned into powder."

"I don't care!" Nettie cried, rubbing her sore cheek.

"But will you care if Daddy gets turned into powder?"

"What?"

"That's right. Why do you think they're keeping him alive? It's only because of you."

"You're lying!"

"No," said Craig. "I heard them talking. You're a package deal. He's already proven himself worthless time and time again. They're no longer interested in him. Only you. If you make yourself a Resistor, they'll turn you both into powder."

"Nooooo," Nettie wailed.

"You know it's true," said Craig. "Now come here." He paused. "If I have to ask you again, I'll throw you out. I'll throw you out, and you and Daddy can enjoy one last night together before you both are paraded around on stretchers just in time for breakfast in Bermuda tomorrow."

Nettie, still rubbing her cheek, got up and walked to him.

"Closer. Closer! Don't make me repeat myself again!"

Nettie stood face to face again.

"That's better. Your mother learned to appreciate me, and you will too."

"My mother never appreciated you!"

SLAP!

"Never contradict me. First and only warning," said Craig. "Now, take off your clothes." He raised his hand menacingly.

Nettie, trembling, slowly unzipped herself down to her crotch.

Craig tapped his foot impatiently. "All of it."

Nettie got out of her jumpsuit, letting it land in a puddle around her ankles. "Satisfied?"

"Babe, when I'm satisfied, you won't have to ask." He walked around her in a tight circle. "Nice body. You know I'm going to fuck you blind, don't you?"

Nettie hesitantly nodded.

"Say it."

"You... you're going to fuck me blind," said Nettie. She felt so intensely vulnerable, with her breasts and pubis exposed like this.

"I'm going to pound your pussy until you scream. Say it."

"You... you're going to pound my pussy until I scream." Nettie swallowed heavily. "Please, no!"

SLAP!

"What was that for?"

"Never say the N word around me. Never," said Craig sternly. "I find it extremely offensive. Now, where were we? I'm going to fuck you and you're simply going to love it. Say it. Say it!"

"I... You... You're going to fuck me and I'm simply going... going to love it," said Nettie. Her young, trembling body looked so sexy at that moment.

"Now beg me to squeeze your tits."

"Please... please squeeze my... my tits."

SLAP!

"That's not begging!"

"Please squeeze my tits!" Nettie cried. "Please, Craig, please!" She didn't want to get slapped again.

"If you insist," Craig grinned. He reached out and squeezed her breasts. "Nice and firm. Firmer than your Mom's. Your Mom was sexy but her tits were soft like pudding. Yours are firm like oranges." Nettie was staring straight ahead, and trembling mightily. "How do you like it when I rub your tits?"

Nettie bit her lip. She knew what he wanted. "I... I like it...." She saw his hard look. "I like it, Craig!"

"Like mother, like daughter," Craig grinned. "Now undress me."

He didn't have to ask twice. Nettie was rapidly adjusting to her training. She unzipped Craig and helped him step out of his jumpsuit. She bit her lip when she saw his penis. It looked like a wild, dark hairy animal. And that thing would soon be inside her?

"You like it?" Craig grinned.

"Y-yes," Nettie stammered, hoping she wouldn't be made to say more.

"There's some assembly required," said Craig. "Suck on it."

"What?"

"Suck on it," Craig repeated.

"Why would I want to do that?" Nettie was appalled.

"Oh, for any number of reasons. For one thing, your mother loved doing it."

"She did not!"

"She did. She never sucked your Dad off, but after I got her started on me she couldn't get enough of it. She was the best cocksucker I've had in a long time," said Craig. "I'll never forget how lovingly she looked up at me as she got me hard in her mouth."

"Liar!"

SLAP!

"What did I tell you about contradicting me?"

"That... I wasn't to do it." Nettie felt so small, so weak, so vulnerable standing there completely naked in front of him. He could do anything he wanted to her, anything at all, and what was worse, he was going to make her actively participate in her own debasement.

"Your mother told you how much she loved sucking my cock, didn't she? Say it." His eyes were granite.

"My mother...." Nettie sobbed.

SLAP!

"My mother... Mom... Mom told me how much she loved sucking your cock!" There were tears in her eyes.

"Really?"

"Yes! She really did! Are you satisfied?" Nettie cried.

"I told you before, when I'm satisfied, you'll know," said Craig. "Now beg to suck my cock!"

"What?"

SLAP!

"This is your final warning!" said Craig, with rage in his voice. "Start begging, and do it convincingly, or I'll throw you out into the corridor without any clothes! You can crawl back to your Daddy and enjoy your final hours together!"

"No, please!" Nettie cried. "I'll do anything, anything!" She sniffled and panted rapidly. "Craig... can I... can I please suck your cock?"

Craig frowned. "Do you really want that, Nettie?"

"Yes!" she cried, her eyes heavy and wet. "Please, Craig, let me suck your cock... just like my Mom did!"

Craig nodded. "All right, Nettie. Since you ask so nicely."

Nettie got to her knees. She looked at the heavy piece of meat hanging from his legs. "How... how do I...."

"Take it in your hands."

Nettie tentatively reached out and cupped Craig's penis.

"Not the entire thing! You're not swallowing a three course meal! Just the shaft."

Nettie took the shaft in her hand.

"Step one, open your mouth."

Nettie complied.

"Step two, move your mouth right next to it."

Nettie moved her mouth right next to his penis. She was struck with horror as she stared at his hairy organ, so close to her lips. I'm going to do this. I'm really going to do this.

"Step three... hm... what was step three?" Craig smiled as he looked at the young 18 year old nude girl. She looked so naked kneeling submissively before him, her long black hair coating her back, her breasts proud and firm, her mouth open and ready to receive him. "Ah yes, step three. Insert myself into your mouth, and suck."

Nettie took a deep breath. Mom, give me courage! And then she inserted him into her mouth. Suddenly her mouth was full of penis.

"Well, get started! Suck, babe, suck!"

Nettie made a face as she wrapped her tongue around it. She pulled out.

"It tastes terrible!"

"It will taste better once it's been inside your cunt," Craig grinned. "Did I give you permission to stop?"

"No," said Nettie. She felt so subservient, so lesser as he towered above her. His erection bobbed by her mouth. She made a face and inserted him into her once more.

Craig started to rock back and forth. The suction of her lips pleased him. "Ah! Pretty good! You're a natural! Are you sure you never did this before?"

Nettie shook her head minutely.

"It's instinct. All women have it. The genetic programming on how to please their man." said Craig. He wished he could be recording this. First the mother and now the daughter. Nettie looked so sexy sucking on his cock!

"Umm... yeahhh....." said Craig. "Do you feel me getting hard in your mouth?"

She nodded slightly, still sucking and slurping.

"That means you're doing your job. Your job is to suck my cock. Do you understand?"

She nodded again.

"Good. Your Dad would be so happy to see you like this. Your Mom too. You're taking a big step today, Nettie, and we're all so proud of you." He winked at her and gave her a crooked smile with that big, bent nose of his, making Nettie shudder.

Finally Craig pulled out on his own. He was long and hard now, his penis glistening with her saliva. "Thanks for getting me ready! Time to put it in you, babe!"

"All that's going inside of me?" said Nettie incredulously.

"Of course." Craig flexed it experimentally.

"How can it all fit?"

"Here, I'll show you." Craig got onto the bed and pulled her with him. "I haven't had a teenager in a long time. It's been 500 years at least. You're going to be a real treat." He maneuvered so he was on top. He rubbed against her firm body and kissed her passionately. "You're sexy. Very sexy."

'T-thank you," Nettie whispered.

Craig kissed and fondled her for several moments. Then, when he judged the time was right, he leaned back and rubbed his penis against her cunt lips. The sensation caused Nettie to gasp.

"It's so biiiig," she said, looking down at his enormous shaft.

"It only looks that way. Especially to virgins. You really are a virgin, aren't you?"

"Yes," said Nettie. "I had hoped to give myself, to give myself to someone I loved."

"Instead you got me. Lucky you!" Craig grinned. "All right, Honey, beg me to take your virginity."

"What?"

SLAP!

"I'm not playing around any more, Nettie!" he roared.

"Please! Take my virginity!" Nettie cried.

"Do you really want that, Nettie?" Craig asked, as his cockhead played hide and seek with her cuntlips.

"Yes!" Nettie cried. "Please, Craig, take my virginity, please!"

"All right, Nettie, whatever you say," said Craig. He aimed carefully, and slowly started to insert himself.

"Ah!" Nettie cried. "Too big, go slower, go slower!"

"You're the boss," Craig chortled. First he pushed one inch inside her. He looked up at her. "More?"

She nodded.

He put a second inch. Nettie gasped, biting her lip.

"You'll adjust." Craig moved another inch into her.

"Oh! Oh! Tight, too tight!"

"That's nothing. Just wait until you're squeezing a baby out of there," said Craig. He paused, now half in and half out of her. The sight of seeing his long penis semi inserted into the young 18 year old's virgin cunt was so incredibly sexy! "The rest should be easier. Get ready, Honey." And then he slid the rest of the way in.

Nettie cried out, instinctively grabbing him as Craig fully penetrated her.

"Hello there," he said in a deep voice.

Nettie bit her lip. "So big! So very big!"

"That's what all the girls say." Craig grinned, pulling out. His shaft was coated with-

"Blood!" Nettie cried. She stared at his red stained penis.

"Congratulations, dear," said Craig, slowly inserting himself in again, making her gasp. "I have taken your precious virginity. You may thank me now."

Nettie gasped repeatedly as Craig slowly poled in and out of her. "Thank, thank you," she whispered. She saw his hard look. "Thank you for taking my virginity."

"Your mother would certainly be pleased, wouldn't she? Don't you think she's smiling down from Heaven now, glad to see her little girl has become a woman?"

"Yes!" Nettie gasped. She knew what was required of her. Even as Craig's penis thrust in and out of her, she gritted her teeth and said, "Mom... Mom would be very... very happy to see you take my virginity. Dad would too!"

"I'm sure!" said Craig, with a pleased note in his voice. Nettie was rapidly assuming a subservient attitude. Nettie was not only complying, but improvising!

He started to move in and out of her young, formerly virgin cunt more rapidly now.

"I feel sore, down there," said Nettie.

"Sorry, it can't be helped. I have to come," said Craig. "You know, you and your Mom have something in common."

"We... we have?" Nettie's body was slick with sweat. Her small breasts were shiny, her nipples erect.

"Yes. Me," Craig gave a crooked grin, making his twisted nose look even more malevolent. "Tell me how good you feel sharing your mother's secret lover. Say it!"

Nettie looked pained, with tears streaming down her cheeks. But when Craig raised his hand she realized she had no choice! No choice at all!

"Yes," Nettie gasped. "It... it feels good... making love to the man... who.... who made love to Mom." She felt his long shaft poling in and out of her, and felt intensely violated even as she cooperated with her own debasement.

Craig laughed. "Jennifer told me I was the best! Better than your father!"

"No!"

"She did! She told you that too, didn't she?"

No choice!

"Yes!" Nettie gasped again. "Mom told me... told me that you... you were better... better in bed... than Dad." Her eyes were pools of wetness as the tears continue to flow.

"Mothers and daughters share the most intimate things," Craig said, winking at her. He started poling faster and faster out of the young girl's cunt. "I'm almost done with you, dear. I'm going to come inside of you. I'm going to fill you with my cum. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

Goddess no! "Yes," said Nettie chokingly.

"Then say it."

"Craig... I'd really like it...." The words tripped up on her tongue. But she persevered, "if you would fill me... fill me with your cum."

Craig laughed like a madman as he pounded her pussy really hard. This was like his most erotic dreams coming true!

He gave her a nasty grin. "When I'm finished with you, you'll tell your Dad what an amazing time you had with me, correct?'

"Yes!"

"You'll tell him how happy you were to give me your virginity."

"Yes!" Nettie half sobbed. "I'll... I'll say whatever you want me to!" Nettie cried.

"I know you will," said Craig, with cocky confidence as his cock confidently rode inside of her. "You've become a very good girl in a very short period of time, haven't you?"

"Yes!" said Nettie, feeling his long, frictioning cock inside of her. "I'm... I'm a good girl now!"

"Tell me, Nettie. In your own words. Tell me how you feel about me."

Nettie struggled to find the words which would satisfy the man who held her helpless, the man who had her tremendously impaled with his long, hard cock. "You... you're a great lover, Craig. A great... a great...."

"A great fuck!"

"Yes! A great fuck! T-thank you... for taking my virginity!"

"Oooooh!" Craig groaned.

"Thank you for taking the time to fuck me!"

"Aaaaahhhh!" Craig's face was in agony as her submission fucking aroused him so much!

"My Mom and I are such lucky, lucky girls to have you come inside of us!"

"AAAAHHHHHH!" Craig cried out as his penis exploded inside of her. He had never made love to such a hot, young, compliant body. As he emptied the contents of his balls deep inside of her, he had never felt so male, so complete, so whole.

The next morning, in the Algeria Lounge....

"She simply loved it," said Craig. "And she was tight! So tight! When you take a young, teenage virgin, it's never better."

The men ate up every word.

"You really had sex with the mother and the daughter, and you say they both liked it?" Donnie Burch asked.

"Uh huh," said Craig, basking in the glow of attention he was receiving. All of them--Ardis McDuff, Michael Taylor, Gavin Ansom, Abner Dune, Roland Miller were staring at him with a mix of jealousy and admiration.

"And her father didn't mind?"

"Her father begged me to fuck them both," Craig boasted. He cupped his groin. "He knew there was only one place to find Grade A cockmeat on the Space Station."

"I suppose that depends on what A stands for," said Haggis O'Leary, who had only just arrived.

"Do I detect a note of jealousy in your voice?" Craig asked.

"No, only disgust," said Haggis.

"This from the man who has barely partnered with what, two women, three women, in the space of several months?" said Craig. "You'd better get active, my friend, or you'll wake up one morning as a white powder."

"A helpful bit of advice, from the expert in love," said Haggis, giving him a glare.​