Gender: Male Age: Secret Location: Birmingham. Good old England
|Introduction: Hi. Yup, I'm a british Kid. But before you judge me on that, read the story. If you like it, and it is well recieved, more will be on the way. signed: J Fletcher|
Declaration of Safety 2490, signed by every living leader of the world: For the good of the entirety of mankind, in a year from this day, shuttles shall be launched, taking every living person and animal on this planet out into space. Toxicity levels on earth have reached impossible levels, so for a period of Five thousand years, humanity will live in Shuttles, specially designed to look on the inside like areas of the world. The citizens of these Shuttles will know they live in space, but it will not be obvious to anyone. The shuttles will look like home, under an artificial sun that will act the same as a normal one. Information will be transfered into their brains via microchips implanted into their brains at birth.To avoid teenage pregnancies, the legal age when intercourse might take place is 19. If you wish to save those who follow you from certain doom on this planet, sign here ..............................
Year: 2512 Shuttle Wolf
5329 people lived on the Wolf Shuttle. It was one of the smallest, but one of the most prosperous. A lot of the shuttle was devoted to farming, so they always had money to spend on bringing in other stuff that they didn't build on board. They ran a roaring trade with the other shuttles, and because they were small, they were very fast and traveled between the other, larger shuttles for trading, and acting as a message carrier as well.
Of the 2537 girls who lived in Wolf Shuttle, Cassie Fenton was one of the most beautiful. She was 19 years old and stood a little over 5 foot 7. Her pale blonde hair framed her face perfectly, falling to just above her shoulders. She had beautiful blue eyes, a small mole on the right hand side of her nose and freckles that made her more attractive. Her body wasn't perfect, but as near as it could be. Large, but obviously natural and unobtrusive, breasts, and a beautiful curvaceous figure. Many young men had fallen at her feet and begged for her love. She could have chosen anyone. And yet she chose Mark Darmond. Not for money, for he had little and she had loads, and not for a large cock, which it was rumored he had. She chose him for no reason but love.
Mark was 18. He had dark hair, which he kept trimmed and orderly, and was cultivating a rugged, thick stubble kind of look on the bottom half of his face. His eyes were brown, a dark, mysterious brown. His body was tanned from field work, which a lot of the workers did topless. He'd naturally become strong over the years of working, muscular and handsome. When he was 15, after only two years of working in the fields, he was strong enough to overpower most of his colleagues, and even the Guards and Soldiers who roamed the ship, if he chose to. At the time of this story's beginning, Mark is 24 hours away from his 19th birthday.
"24 Hours Mark!" Cassie threaded her arm through Mark's and kissed him on the cheek. "24 hours until you're old enough for me to fuck you silly. Just the look on your face! I can't WAIT!" She practically shouted the last bit.
Mark looked cautiously around the Observation deck of the shuttle. Fortunately it was quite empty, the "Day" shift in full swing. Mark looked out at the stars and sighed. They walked for a while, then went back into the main body of the ship. the sun was blazing away, so Mark slipped his T-Shirt off. Cassie did the same, and stood there in her bikini bra. That was the thing about Cassie, she dressed how she wanted. The only shuttle rule about clothing was that it had to cover the genitals, and women's nipples if in public. Private didn't matter.
Cassie plonked the basket down in the practically deserted park.
"Get that barbecue fired up," She told Mark. He got out the disposable barbecue they'd brought earlier and lit it. After a lovely meal of barbecued sausages and chicken, and corn on the cob, they lay down together in the sun. Mark closed his eyes. He opened them a few minutes later and saw Cassie's eyes closed. He thought she was asleep, but then a slight moan escaped her lips. "Maaarrkkk," she whispered. Mark followed her right arm with his eyes and saw it led into her pants. Her fingers were working furiously as she moaned his name. Mark watched for a few minutes, itching to get down there and help her, but he knew it would be illegal until tomorrow evening. A few minutes later, Cassie started humping the air. "Mark, Mark, Mark, Maaaaarrrrrrrkkkk," she cried as she came.
Mark pretended to have just woken up as she opened her eyes. "Yes babe?" he asked innocently.
Cassie quickly turned bright red. "I was having a nightmare, about losing you, baby," she claimed, and though Mark knew otherwise, he just smiled. "Meanwhile, I was having a dream, about tomorrow night," He whispered into her ear seductively.
Cassie grinned. "At the end of tomorrow's evening shift, I'll make your dreams a reality."
A buzzer sounded throughout the ship, followed by a friendly but commanding voice "Would all evening shift workers please gather and prepare to enter your work places. Thank you."
Mark gave Cassie one last kiss, slipping his tongue into her mouth. Meet me at 11pm tomorrow outside the wheat fields. I'm busy most of tomorrow, but after my shift I'm all yours. Cassie nodded and watched him walk away.
The next morning, Cassie climbed out of her bed and remembered what was going to happen that evening. She spent all 12 hours until 10:45 that evening masturbating. She started rubbing her nipples. They instantly went hard. Imagining Mark doing it made her cum. She looked at her clock. five minutes down, 11 hours 55 minutes to go. She started exploring herself more. She fingered her pussy. First two fingers. Three, when they didn't give her enough pleasure, then 4 for the same reason. By midday, she'd rammed her fist and most of her forearm up her pussy. Her Hymen had been broken accidentally two years earlier, otherwise she would have saved it for Mark. Her bed was wet with her sticky cum, and she'd pissed herself with pleasure at least twice.
Cassie went on to her asshole. She shoved two sticky, wet fingers up there and wiggled them around. She then took them out and inhaled deeply. Though not even Mark knew, Cassie had a bit of an Anal and poop fetish. She liked the way it smelt, but that was all. By 3pm, thanks to the wonders of technology that made bodies stretchier, half her right arm was stuffed up her ass. Her bed smelt of piss, but not nastily, nor powerfully. Her stomach rummbling made Cassie realise that She wanted food. After a shower, more anal fisting, wetting herself halfway down the stairs because she'd just shoved another few inches of her arm into her ass and a second shower, Cassie went downstairs and ate lunch. After shoving a cucumber up her pussy, then chucking it in the bin, and bringing her bedclothes down to wash, she sat on her bed naked and wanting to cum again.
She double fisted herself, half her arm up her pussy, half up her ass. She came so many times it was a blur.
At 10:15 Cassie tried something she'd never done before. After taking a piss and letting some run over her index finger as lubrication, she felt around her slit until she located her piss hole. She pressed her index finger to the entrance, and with a part scream, part moan, part grunt, shoved it inside her piss hole. She Fingered herself there for ten minutes, cumming so much it felt as if the entire time was just a single orgasm. at 10:25, she realized that she aught to get ready to meet Mark.
at 10: 55, the Buzzer sounded, telling workers that they had five minutes to finish their jobs. Six minutes later, Mark was in Cassie's arms and they were walking to his flat a few streets away.
They got inside Mark's flat, and both instantly stripped and jumped on the bed. There was no foreplay, they'd both waited long enough. Cassie swung round, positioning her dripping pussy above Marks face, and took the first few inches of his cock in her mouth. Sucking hard, like a straw, she also licked around the head of his cock and let her spit run down the side of his cock into his pubic hair.
Mark was moaning in ecstasy, thrusting upwars, but Cassie drew her head up when he did, only keeping a few inches in her mouth, teasing him. After just a short time, Mark came. 8 spurts of cum flew up into Cassie's mouth, and she did her best to swallow it all. It was warm and smooth, and tasted delicious. Cassie sucked hard and milked it all from his cock. Amazingly though, Mark was still hard. Cassie gestured at her pussy, hanging over his mouth. "Go on then, What are you waiting for?"
Mark grabbed her ass cheeks and, whilst slipping a cheeky finger into her Ass hole, pulled her pussy onto his face.
By then, Cassie was already back on his cock, taking as much as she could of it in her mouth. Whether it was the finger in the ass hole or Mark's tongue exploring her slit, but she groaned. The groan sent waves of pleasure through Mark's penis. This caused him to moan, right onto Cassie's clit. The vibrations made her moan again, onto his Penis. And so it went for two more minutes, the moans getting louder and longer, until both came explosively into the other person's mouth. Mark licked really hard, because Cassie's pussy cum tasted like juice, very sweet and sticky. Cassie once again made an effort to swallow Mark's cum.
Mark lay backwards, worn out.
Cassie crawled over him, till his now half soft penis hung just below her hovering pussy. "What you doing resting baby?" Cassie asked cutely. "You've still got to lose your virginity to me, and me to you,"
Mark's cock jumped and began getting harder.
Cassie leaned over and pressed her tits to his body as she slipped her tongue inside his mouth. "That's my boy," She whispered as she felt it prodding her.
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