Today I had two women competing to be my Cabin Woman. One would have the pleasure of serving as my personal pleasure toy and the other would go back to whatever shit jobs there were to do on this ship. That was why both women were squeezed in between my thighs and trying to suck on my cock at the same time. The brown one had more of my cock in her mouth but the green one was doing amazing things with her tongue on my balls. It was going to be a hard choice.
“Captain Blastpants, we found it!” One Eyed Peter yelled. “Five thousand cubic kilometers worth!”
The crew on the bridge cheered with joy. Both of the Cabin Woman candidates looked up and I pushed their heads back onto my laps. The green one took my cock in her mouth while the brown one sulked. Oh, that as going to count against her.
“Lick the balls, lick the balls!” Venda my cyborg parrot said. Venda was always on point.
I petted Venda and looked at the main monitor. The asteroid in question appeared with some helpful graphics around it. Lords of Space, it was huge!
“Five thousand cubic kilometers of Orgasmiam,” my First Mate, Marella, said. “That is enough to buy a space station, or a dozen. Shit, each member of the crew could get their own space station if they weren’t picky about the size.”
“I just can’t believe Mad Crazy Psycho was right,” I said. “There really is a giant chunk of Orgasmiam just floating in this asteroid field. We’re damn lucky he came to us with it. I don’t feel bad about the money we spent for this information.”
“Or that damn minefield we spent three weeks picking our way through?” Marella said.
“It is a shame we lost six pirates to mines but hey, their posthumous shares to their family are going to be huge,” I said.
“Aye,” Marella said. “All our shares will be.” She was in a great mood. It was rare to see my redheaded friend smiling. She had plenty of reasons to. That was a shit ton of wealth just waiting to be plucked. We could all retire on this find.
The green woman had my entire cock down her throat. The brown woman realized that she as losing and kissed the base of my cock with passionate fervor. It was a great moment. I had two hungry mouths on my lap and more treasure than I could count in front of me.
Something red arced across the monitor screen and smashed into the asteroid. A rainbow explosion of light flashed across the monitor as all five thousand cubic kilometers of Orgasmiam disintegrated before our eyes.
“No,” I whispered, too stunned to shout. All around me, the crew on the bridge erupted in wailing sobs. They were too heartbroken to speak as well. Even Venda was speechless and I wasn’t sure if the cyborg bird even understood money.
“FUCK!” Marella yelled, who was never too anything to keep from shouting.
“Captain, we’re being hailed!”
“On screen!” I yelled, finding my ability to shout. “Who the fuck did that?”
A woman appeared on screen. Her stoic Asiatic features cracked a smile at my misfortune. A blue Pik Collective uniform stretched across her enormous breasts. Her impeccable posture meant her breasts threatened to burst from the uniform fabric at any moment. My rage lessened for a moment as my eyes were drawn to her cleavage by the gravitational pull of the mass of her tits.
“Tits!” Venda chirped from my shoulder.
“Captain Gan!” Marella shouted while I stared at tits. “You destroyed the largest discovery of Orgasmiam ever found!”
“I am Captain Kianna Gan of the Pik collective,” Captain Gan said.
“Yes, she just said that!” I snapped. I stood up and the potential cabin women fell back on their knees. I glared at them and they both started kissing my cock. Just because I stood was no reason to stop a blowjob.
Kianna lifted a hand to block her line of sight to the women sucking my cock. “I am informing you that your ship, the Savage Thrust, is a documented pirate ship and is under arrest. You have been accused of thirty acts of piracy in this system as well as two counts of molestation of a Pik Collective Officer. A full list of crimes is being transmitted to you as I speak. I also have a warrant for your Captain, Captain Blastpants, if that is your real name.”
I gave Kianna a funny look. “You really don’t need to tell me the charges every time we meet. Also, I would like to argue about those two counts of molestation. I mean, I fucked your tits and I have spanked your ass, but molestation sounds a bit much. I mean, you did enjoy the spanking as I remember.”
“Fuck that!” Marella said. Man, she was pissed. “Why the fuck did you blow up the Orgasmiam?”
“Orgasmiam is a controlled substance,” Kianna said. “The ability to give any sentient being an orgasm just by being in close proximity to the material gives Orgasmiam the potential to be a weapon of mass distraction. I was perfectly within my rights as an officer of the Pik Collective to destroy it.”
Now Marella was speechless. The wanton destruction of so much wealth had paralyzed her.
Kianna’s smile grew wider. She was enjoying our displeasure. “Now I will ask you once to surrender. As you can see the Solemn Pledge has you outclassed. We have three times your weapons and twice your shields. Resist and I will not hesitate to destroy you and add your ashes to the scattered particles of the Orgasmiam.”
“Open fire!” Marella yelled.
“Fuck that!” I yelled. “All power to engines and get us the fuck out of here!”
Luckily I was the Captain and the crew obeyed my orders. The Savage Thrust fired engines and took off on an escape course. Immediately the ship rocked as the Solemn Pledge peppered our hull with lasers and mass drivers.
I fell back into my chair. My intelligent pants wisely zipped up over my cock. The two kneeling women returned to between my thighs and tried to kiss my zipper open. I gave them credit for staying on their job.
Damage reports came. The Solemn Pledge was blasting bits and pieces out of us. We were fast but the Solemn Pledge might have been faster. Kianna was catching up to us and judging by her rate of fire she was eager to avenge her two counts of molestation.
“Damn father sucking whore cunt!” Marella yelled. Yeah, she wasn’t going to be much good.
Fortunately for us, I had a cunning plan.
“Helm, plot a course for the mine field,” I said.
Old Nathan was at the helm and he was a good space pirate. That meant he obeyed right away despite our certain doom. The Savage Thrust went straight for the mine field at a reckless speed.
The Solemn Pledge kept firing. My combat screen was filled with information about the weapons that narrowly missed us.
The Cabin Women candidates weren’t distressed by our imminent deaths. The brown woman left a trail of spit on my bulge. My intelligent pants actually unzipped a few inches. The blue woman sucked on the tip of my bulge under my pants. I wondered if should could make me come in my pants. Maybe I should promote one of them before we all died.
Nah, that would show a lack of confidence. I was Captain Blastpants and the one thing I was known for other than my giant loads of come was being confident. I would fake being cocky until the very end.
“We’re all going to die!” Venda chirped. She was a parrot, she got to disagree.
“Entering the minefield!” One Eyed Peter announced.
A lifetime of space piracy sprang before my eyes. I thought of the women I had fucked, the men I had killed and the treasure I had looted. I thought of the friends I had lost and the enemies I had gained. I thought about mistakes I made and choices I will answer for if there was an afterlife.
Mostly though, I thought about tits.
“A mine exploded!” One Eyed Peter cried.
That was weird. I didn’t feel anything.
I glanced at the combat screen and saw the Solemn Pledge loosing speed. They must have hit a mine! Their port engine was leaking plasma. I watched it collide with another mine as they tried to stop their momentum. They hit a third mine before stopping completely.
“Open fire, fuckers!” Marella yelled.
This time my crew obeyed. The Savage Thrust let loose with everything we had. A terrible volley of revenge crashed into them. The Solemn Pledge rocked with explosions as large parts of the hull was reduced to wreckage.
They were near death.
“Again!” Marella said.
“Delay that!” I snapped.
Marella turned to me. “Kill those assholes now! I know you love Gan’s giant tits but they cost us a fortune!”
The entire bridge crew looked at me. I saw the anger in their eyes. I also saw their distrust of me. I had spared Kianna’s life before and they expected me to do it again.
Now it is true that I did like Kianna’s tits but I also liked her. The Captain was relentless despite all the times I bested her. I had fucked her tits and she still came after me. That took armored ovaries and I respected that. In a different situation, she would have been a hell of a Space Pirate.
But she had gone too far this time. I couldn’t spare her.
On the other hand, I didn’t respond well to my First Mate telling me what I had to do.
“Open a channel to the Solemn Pledge,” I commanded.
Marella snarled but she said nothing. Her fingers clenched awfully hard around her laser pistol though.
“Have you come to gloat? Captain Blastpants” Kianna yelled from the view screen. Her bridge was on fire and some of her crew was trying to put it out. A single strand of black hair had escaped her military bun and was hung sexily over her face. Her uniform was torn and I could see the top half of a black bra holding one of her giant breasts.
“If you set up this minefield you should be aware that you are violating the Articles of Safe Travels as established in the Omigon Accords!” Kianna added.
“Good to know,” I said. “I am calling to see if you would be willing to surrender.”
Marella snarled. Quite a few of my bridge crew snarled too.
“Never!” Kianna said. “I remember what happened last time I surrendered!”
I smiled. Damn, her tits had been nice and soft. “Fine. I will fire a single beam weapon at your ship every five minutes until your ship slowly crumbles and falls apart around you. It will be a slow and humiliating way for your crew to die. Shit, it might take all day.”
Marella laughed. My crew laughed.
“Slow and painful!” Venda chirped. My parrot was bloodthirsty too.
Kianna said nothing. Her stern composure was immaculate.
“Or,” I said.
Marella stopped laughing. So did my crew.
Kianna arched an eyebrow. “Or?”
“Or you strip down and masturbate right there in your command chair,” I said. “If you entertain me then I will leave and you can spend the next week getting your ship back together.”
“Asshole,” Marella said. I threw her a stern look but I saw she was smiling.
“You are a walking perversion!” Kianna said.
“Hit her ship with cannon one,” I said.
A crew member chuckled and I watched Captain Gan struggle to stay on her feet as her ship rocked.
“Fine!” Captain Gan yelled. “I accept your terms and I will add a count of sexual coercion to your crimes!”
I leaned back in my chair. My intelligent pants unzipped. The two women between my thighs dived for my cock with their mouths. I grabbed both of them by the hair. “Only use your hands,” I whispered. I wanted to make this last.
I looked up at Kianna. “I don’t see you stripping,” I said.
Kianna looked at me with fury but she reached for the zipper at the top of her uniform. She pulled it down to reveal the black bra that held her breasts. Once again the Pik Collective proved their superiority with engineering by the fact that any bra could hold those giant tits.
She wiggled out of her uniform and struggled to get it past her hips and round butt. Regulation black panties covered her sex. She started to take her boots off but I interrupted her.
“The boots stay on,” I said.
The fury in Kianna’s eyes changed to smoldering hatred.
“Get that bra off!” Marella yelled. “We want to see those tits again!”
The crew laughed as Kianna bit her lip. As professionally as she could, Kianna stripped off her bra and zero ceremony. It didn’t matter. As soon as her giant breasts became free, gasps and moans were heard all around me.
“Those aren’t moons!” Venda chirped. She was right.
By the Lords of Space, she had perfect breasts. Hard pink nipples topped beautiful mountains of soft flesh. They hung with the weight of their magnificence. I don’t know what they fed Pik Collective women but it was working.
“Get those panties off!” One Eyed peter yelled. He was always a pussy man.
Kianna stripped off her panties with the same military precision. The bush of her sex was trimmed into a precise triangle that I was sure was in accordance to some regulation.
“Grab those breasts!” I yelled now that she was nearly naked. “Let us see how soft they are.”
Kianna glared at me but she obeyed. She sunk her fingers into the bountiful flesh. I watched the pale flesh spill out of her grip. There was simply too much to grab.
My cock throbbed. The blue woman stroked the base of my cock while the brown woman stroked the tip. I saw Kianna’s eyes flicker to my lap and I saw disgust come to her lips. It galled her that I was deriving pleasure from her humiliation.
I wasn’t the only one. Marella pulled her shorts down and was fingering her thick red bush. Old Nathan leaned back in his chair and was pumping his cock. Big Zally had her pants down and had three fingers buried in her wet sex. In fact, with the exception of the women stroking my cock, everyone on the bridge was stroking off to the sight of Kianna.
Oh, how she must have hated that!
“Pinch your nipples” someone yelled.
Kianna did as she was told. She pinched both nipples although she was going a little easy on her self.
“Pinch and twist!” Venda chirped.
“You heard the parrot!” I snapped. The crew laughed.
Kianna twisted her nipples. She bit her lip to keep from showing discomfort. We didn’t care. We were too busy watching those fat tits roll and stretch with her twisting.
“Harder!” Marella snapped.
Kianna twisted her nipples savagely. The pain was obvious on her face. Dam, I wish I was there to twist them myself.
I noticed something. The crew behind Kianna had stopped with their chores. They were watching their Captain get humiliated and quite a few of them had smiles on their faces. One of the female crew members licked her lips while a male crewman was leaning awfully hard against a chair. They might have been Pik Collective but they weren’t immune to a naked busty woman.
“Bite one of your tits!” Old Nathan yelled.
“Prepare to fire,” I commanded.
Kianna quickly dipped her head down and pulled a breast to her mouth. Lords of Space, it wasn’t even hard for her. She pulled her breast to her mouth and bit down.
A dozen groans of pleasure moaned all through out my bridge.
“Now bite the other one!” Big Zally said.
Kianna obeyed. She sank her teeth into her other breast. Her dark eyes glared hatred at us. It made her look hotter.
“Enough play,” I said. “Sit in your chair and start fingering yourself.”
Giggles erupted among my bridge crew. Kianna released her breast from her mouth and a pink bite mark glowed. She sat down with as much dignity as she could and placed her hand over her sex. Her palm rubbed up and down over her sex.
“No, no, no,” I said. “Spread those thighs. Don’t use your whole hand, use two fingers. Your pussy is our prize and we demand to see it.”
An angry pout formed on Kianna’s lips. That was quite the trick. I hadn’t seen someone be angry and pout at the same time. This might be the reason I kept saving her life; she always had a new surprise for me.
Kianna spread her thighs and moved her hand. The bridge crew laughed when they saw the dampness of her pubic hair. She reached between her legs and just as I had ordered, used to fingers to stroke herself.
The crew grew quiet as they saw her fingers part the pink lips of her sex. All you could hear was the stroking of cocks and the fingering of pussies. Even Venda quietly watched from my shoulder. Everyone was watching the proud Pik Collective Captain masturbate for our amusement.
“Pinch one of your pussy lips as you stroke,” I commanded. My cock throbbed in the hands of the two women stroking me.
Kianna stared right at me as she obeyed. She winced as her sharp nails dug into her pussy lip. Her other hand stroked faster perhaps to counteract the pain.
“I should have known a deviant like you wouldn’t be satisfied with mere self stimulation,” Kianna accused.
“True,” I said. “Now grab some of your pussy hair and pull while you keep stroking.”
Kianna snarled but she did what I said. Her fingers clenched around her short curly hair and pulled with all her might. A red flush came to her cheeks as she struggled with the discomfort.
The potential Cabin Women stroked me faster. They switched places and the brown woman was at my base while the blue woman rubbed my tip. They worked well together.
“Rub your juices onto your tits,” Marella said. Her voice was huskier than usual.
Kianna took the opportunity of this new command to stop pulling her pussy hair. Her fingers dug deep into her sex and then she brought them up to her breasts. She smeared her juices onto her breasts. They began to shine.
“Lords of Space,” Old Nathan groaned and then he loudly climaxed.
Kianna’s nose wrinkled with disgust. She kept stroking though. Her hips began to writhe as she stroked harder.
“Suck on your fingers,” I commanded. “Suck on them like they were the cocks of my crew.”
“Disgusting hedonist,” Kianna said as she brought her lips to her mouth.
We watched in awe as her cheeks caved in around her fingers. Her lips formed a tight seal as she sucked hard on her fingers.
“Fuck,” Marella whimpered and judging from the rapid thrusts of her own fingers, I think she came.
Kianna’s body shuddered. She tried to hide it but those large tits of her shook like they her ship had taken another hit. Her fingers slowed down inside her sex and she was taking deep breaths.
“Faster,” I commanded her. “Use both hands and fuck your pussy for us.”
Kianna’s fingers left her mouth and a line of spit connected back to her lips. The spit broke as her fingers went down to her sex. She was using both hands but she was still holding back.
“Faster, Captain,” I told her. “Pound that pussy of yours.”
Kianna narrowed her eyes at me. She knew how close she was. She stroked herself faster and her face became neutral as she tried to hide her pleasure.
The women at my lap stroked me faster. I pulled them by their hair until they were on either side of my legs. Their hands moved together as they tightened their grip on me.
“Look at my cock, Captain,” I told her. “Look at my cock as you fuck yourself.”
One of Kianna’s crew women gasped behind her. Several of them had turned bright red with a mixture of anger and lust. All of them were clenching their hands to keep from using them.
Kianna’s eyes went to my cock. She watched the brown hand and the blue hand pump my thick member. She saw how hard I was.
Her fingers went faster. She stroked deeper. Her stoic façade broke slightly and a moan came from her lips.
Someone on my bridge came, shouting their orgasm.
“Picture me fucking you,” I said.
Kianna shook her head but I knew the image had already taken hold. Her thighs widened; her fingers pumped faster and she bit her lip. Kianna kept shaking her head but her eyes wouldn’t leave my cock.
I came. I never took my eyes off of her as the two women kept jacking me. My cock erupted like a volcano and made a mess on my lap.
“Damn,” Kianna whispered and her eyes clenched shut. She froze in mid stroke and pulled out a finger to grab a plump breast. She squeezed her tit tightly as her body writhed and wiggled on her command chair.
“Cut transmission,” I commanded and the display screen went dark. “Set a course for New Fortune. We have some repairs to make.”
Marella looked at me from her station chair. She was cleaning her fingers with her mouth and giving me an odd look.
“Do you have a problem?” I asked her.
She smiled. “That was exceptionally cruel. You made her pleasure herself for us. I’m broadcasting her little performance to the entire ship.”
I smiled back at her. “And the next time you tell me what to do in front of my bridge crew, they’ll be watching your performance next.”
Marella’s smile faltered for a moment. “Aye, Captain.”
I turned my attention back to the women at my feet. “Well, I have a mess on my lap. You’re both Cabin Women, clean it up.”
Both of them dipped their heads back onto my lap and cleaned me with their mouths.