Kinky Space Vixen by Sam Kinkaid Page A

'Together with a woman like this is the most beautiful
sensation in the world and I do not know how a fool like the
Emperor could cheapen the moment and be so ungrateful that he needs
to keep a harem full of women. But then no, I see now, I am a
luckier man than the Emperor, because none of this harem wants to
fuck the Emperor, they are all slaves like me. Whereas this girl,
this ray of light in my dark life that has shattered the pre
conceptions of my own hideousness, she wants to be with me and only
me, she has kissed me and consented to be with me and for these
moments it is as if we are one body and this is all her free will.
This is the greatest moment of my life.' Wandoria in turn, kneeling
above him, was aware of every single movement of her body, her
knees rubbing against the soft bed sheets, her smooth, soft inner
thighs, gripping Rogerus’s legs, her hair shimmering like a
waterfall over her face, her breasts bouncing freely up and down
and her pussy - her pussy above all, filled with the pleasure of
his cock. 'How is it possible,' she thought to herself as her moans
grew louder and her movements became faster, 'how is it possible,
that I am so imprisoned here in this evil palace as a slave, and
yet at the same time I feel so free?' Wandoria took Rogerus's hands
in hers and squeezed them tighter, looked at him with eyes of
complete adoration, a look Rogerus returned tenfold. He felt his
cock tighten. She felt a tight sensation in her stomach. Then a
wave seemed to take over and sweep her away from the shoreline of
reality, blinding and choking her in an almost drowning pleasure as
she cried out, tossed her head and spurted hard upon his raging
shaft. A moment later a warm spurt of pleasure shot through
Rogerus's cock and into Wandoria as he came with a jarring climax
of his own.

    The long two
week journey of the Vixen VI was almost at an end and the
cockpit window of the freight ship now looked out upon the orange
sphere of Dildone where once it had shown only the infinity of
space.
    “Come on Joe!”
Protested Aevie. “There’s lots of time before we need to be there.
I wanna fuck your brains out!”
“You always do this!” Exclaimed Joe, laughing as his tried without
success to disentangle himself from her embrace. “Every time we
land you’re always wanting to fuck! Look, let’s get this cargo
delivered and we’ll take off again and we can make love to your
heart’s content.”
“We’d better,” warned Aevie.

    Joe expertly
manoeuvred the freight ship down into the planet’s atmosphere and
lowered it down into the spaceport below in an operation that took
all of three hours. As Aevie helped she glanced out of the window
at the dusty shacks and buildings that formed the empire and gave
an involuntary shudder, yearning for the shimmering tall towers of
Venus on which they shared an apartment.

    “Come along,”
said Joe to Aevie, pressing in the key code to open the hatch after
the landing operation was complete. “I want to be off this medieval
shit hole of a planet as soon as possible.”
    Not many
serious traders bothered to come to Dildone preferring the richer
pickings of the Confederation Planets, for the planet had little to
trade of its own. Small time traders were the only ones who visited
with any regularity and as a consequence the spaceport was quiet
with only a few ships docked. But Aevie and Joe were young and
ambitious and they had a valuable cargo on board. A lack of ships
meant Dildone paid better than most for vital resources and Joe and
Aevie were determined to take full advantage. Gabor walked up and
down, supervising the unloading operations. When he saw there was
orestone on the Vixen VI he went over immediately, for such
a commodity was rare and highly valued here on Dildone.
    “The two of you
seem very young to be delivering such a large consignment,” said
Gabor doubtfully as the slaves opened up the hatches to the ship’s
storage compartment.
“All our licences and