Busty Space Pirates Chapters 1 and 2

Busty Space Pirates by GeorgeTasker

CHAPTER ONE: The Scarlet Rapier

Alison Turner leant back in the padded pilot’s chair of the spaceship The Scarlet Rapier, rubbing her tired eyes and then running her fingers through her shoulder length red hair. The beautiful pilot and first mate of the Rapier was working the graveyard shift at the helm so she was completely alone on the silent bridge of the ship. Alison crossed her long legs and leant back even further in the chair, completely at ease. She was dressed in practically nothing, wearing only a lacy black teddy that left most of her well curved and proportioned figure uncovered, but at this hour of night it didn’t really matter.

Red, as Alison was known to her friends, took a quick glance at the navigation computer screen off to her left, ensuring that the Scarlet Rapier was still on course and that the autopilot had not drifted them off. She’d got the nickname for the obvious reason of her flaming scarlet hair, in fact her nickname had originally been Big Red, in honor of her ample D cup assets, but over the last few years it had been shortened to just Red.

The lovely red haired pilot gave a loud yawn, lifting one hand to cover her mouth. Suddenly a pair of male hands reached around her from behind the pilot’s chair. The hands cupped over her large breasts and gave them a squeeze through the lace of her teddy.

“Shit!” she gasped in surprise as the hands squeezed her firm and ample breasts. Her heart thumped in her chest.

“Quiet shift Red?” the owner of the hands asked as he started to knead and grope the ample mounds.

“Jesus Captain, you scared the shit out of me,” Red breathed, disengaging his insistent hands from her tits and spinning around in her chair to face him.

The Captain and owner of the Scarlet Rapier, Lex McGinnity, was also in a state of undress, wearing a white satin robe that gaped open as he crouched by Red’s chair, revealing only a pair of boxer shorts and nothing else beneath. Lex was a few years older than his busty first mate, in his early forties to her mid thirties. He was in good shape for his age and had a very distinguished handsomeness to his appearance that always attracted the ladies.

Lex ran his hands up Red’s bare thighs as she spun to face him, enjoying the soft smoothness of her long legs.

“No problems?” he asked her.

“It’s been dead tonight,” Red confirmed, her lips turning up into a grin as her Captain ran his hands between her legs and stroked back down the inside of her creamy thighs.

Lex moved to the co-pilot’s seat right beside her and scanned his eyes across the various controls and read outs. Red took the opportunity to admire her handsome Captain, she couldn’t help but lick her lips when she saw the tent his cock made in his boxers, his robe still gaping wide open and leaving little to the imagination.

Red stood up and moved in front of Lex, distracting him from the instruments with the sight of her glorious body. Without a word she moved forward and sat on his lap, straddling him as she planted a firm kiss on him with her full red lips. Lex gave a moan as the beautiful redhead moved forward on his lap as her tongue slipped into his mouth. He felt her grind her pubic mound into the hard bulge in his lap.

“Do you think the autopilot can handle things for the next twenty minutes?” Lex asked as they broke off their kiss, both of them breathing heavily.

“Only twenty?” Red replied, raising one eyebrow as a wicked smirk crossed her lips. Lex grinned back at her, his hands immediately reaching for the straps of her teddy and pushing them off her shoulders. He tugged the piece of lingerie to her waist, revealing Red’s bare D cup tits. They were full and firm, showing no sign of sag, and topped by mouth-wateringly deep red nipples. Lex hands immediately slid up from Red’s hips to cup her big round tits and give them a satisfying squeeze.

“Perhaps thirty,” he agreed, bending forward and burying his face in Red’s ample bosom, his tongue lashing across her nipples and up the length of her deep cleavage. The lustful Captain used his hands to press Red’s big tits together around his face as he sucked hungrily on both nipples and completely ravished her breasts with his mouth.

The lovely redhead moaned in pleasure, letting the Captain have his way with her big tits for a few moments. When he finally came up for air Red immediately slipped back off his lap, dropping to her knees in front of his chair.

“Have you got a surprise for me?” she purred huskily, running her hands up the length of Lex’s hard, muscled thighs.

“A big surprise,” Lex agreed as Red’s soft hands reached into his lap, rubbing his rock hard cock through his boxer shorts. “A huge surprise!” he said with a groan as the buxom redhead slipped one soft hand in through the fly of his shorts and tugged out his thick cock.

“Oh my,” breathed Red teasingly. She stroked his rock hard cock in both of her hands, he was at least 8 inches in length, possibly more. “Looks tasty,” she murmured, leaning in close, her tongue slipping out from between her red lips to tease the head of his thick shaft.

“Taste it then!” groaned Lex as her delicate tongue lapped gently at the underside of his cock. Driven over the edge by her teasing he reached out and grabbed Red by her soft scarlet hair, pulling her head down to his cock, the hard shaft sliding in between her lips and across her hot tongue. Red immediately began sucking as he pulling her into his lap, her Captain letting out a loud groan of pleasure as his throbbing manhood was finally enveloped in her wet mouth.

“Mmm!” moaned Red happily, her mouth full of cock. Red’s head immediately began to bob over the Captain’s cock, taking him deep into her throat with each suck.

“Oh God!” groaned Lex, “Suck it Red, suck it!”

Red pulled up to the end of his cock, her tongue swirling delightfully round the head. She gave him a wicked wink and then opened her mouth wide, plunging her mouth down over his dick and edging further and further down his shaft, coming close to gagging as the head of his cock pushed into her throat. Lex gave a long moan as he felt Red’s generous lips close around the very base of his shaft, his cock lodged in her clutching throat.

“Fuck you’re a good cocksucker,” he moaned as she pulled back once again, his cock trembling with pleasure and close to exploding. When Red’s mouth once again began its descent down the length of her Captain’s cock Lex gave a grunt and pulled her head up from his lap, knowing that he would have filled her mouth with his cum if she’d continued, and he had another destination in mind for his load.

Knowing she’d pushed Lex to the edge, Red smiled broadly as he pulled her to her feet and spun her around, facing her towards the control panel. He reached around from behind, briefly giving her large breasts a squeeze before he pushed her forward, bending her over the control panel ready to fuck. He grabbed her teddy, which was still bunched around her waist and started to tug it down.

Just as he pulled the garment past Red’s creamy buttocks a massive shudder rocked the Scarlet Rapier, sending the almost naked couple sprawling onto the floor.

“What the fuck was that?” demanded Lex as he staggered to his feet, stuffing his painfully hard erection back inside his boxer shorts.

“I don’t know,” replied Red, pulling up her teddy as she hurried to the control panel.

A second shudder went through the ship, Red was able to clutch at the pilot’s chair to stay on her feet but Lex was once again knocked to the floor.

“We’re under attack!” cried Red as she looked at the panel.

“What is it?” asked a female voice from the rear of the bridge.

Lex scrambled into a chair as Red replied, “Balacheans!” the busty redhead announced.

“Oh shit!” swore the newcomer, taking a seat off to the side of the bridge. She was a tall and very elegant looking brunette with long silky hair that reached all the way to her waist. She was dressed in a short lacy white nightdress that fell only to mid-thigh, revealing plenty of her long, sleek legs. The top of her nightdress was pulled taut across an impressively perky pair of full C cups, not as buxom as Red’s but still a nice rack. Elizabeth Holmes was the communications and navigations officer of the Scarlet Rapier and also the back-up pilot.

“Sound the alarm Elizabeth!” ordered Lex.

“Shields to full!” called out Red, at the same time switching off the autopilot.

The alarm hooters rang throughout the ship as Lex flicked on the screen to his left. “Damage report Kelly,” he demanded on the face that appeared on the screen.

“Shield energy to 80% and a small breach in the hull near the cargo area, nothing serious so far Captain,” Kelly Clayton reported. She was a very pretty blonde with cute dimples in both cheeks and blonde hair, cut short to avoid getting caught up in machinery as she worked. The blonde mechanic was dressed in a pair of form fitting pale blue overalls. The zipper front was only zipped half way and a pair of huge tits swelling up from the open front, revealing a deep cleavage and the round tops of her mind-boggling F Cup jugs. “What’s going on up there?” the voluptuous mechanic asked.

“A Balachean ship is attacking us,” replied Lex, “See what you can do about getting those shields up to full strength.”

“Aye sir!” she replied with a sharp nod, the action causing her apparently braless tits to jiggling impressively.

Another shudder went through the Scarlet Rapier, this one a lot smaller as the shields absorbed most of the impact.

“Found them!” called out Elizabeth from her console, finally locating where the enemy was attacking. “They’re on the starboard side, very close.”

“On it Captain,” said Red, starting to turn the ship even before the order was given. Red was the longest serving member of the Scarlet Rapier and she and Captain McGinnity worked well together.

“Everyone okay?” asked another female voice from the door to the bridge as the last member of the crew appeared.

“We’re fine Dr Taylor,” Elizabeth confirmed, glancing back.

“Good to hear,” Carmen Taylor replied, taking a seat at the rear of the ship. The attractive medical officer of the Scarlet Rapier had taken the time to get dressed, unlike most of her shipmates. She was dressed in a pair of tight gray trousers that clung to her slim figure and a red top that was quite tight and low cut and pushed up a swelling cleavage between her firm double Ds. Her raven black wavy hair was slightly disheveled from being so suddenly awoken and she had foregone the white lab coat she usually wore.

“They’re trying to flank us,” Elizabeth called out to Red.

“I see it,” replied Red. “Their ship is slower than ours.” She was cut off as another direct hit slammed into the ship.

“We can’t take many more hits like that,” came Kelly’s voice over the intercom.

“Not much longer - - ” murmured Red, turning hard on the controls of the Rapier. “Now!”

At her shout Lex hit the fire button on all their weapons and started to unload on the alien vessel that was attacking them.

“Good shot sir, direct hit!” shouted Elizabeth with a whoop of excitement.

“They’re turning again,” Red said, already taking evasive action of her own as she spoke.

Lex fired off another shot, clipping the rear of the Balachean vessel as it turned, the enemies reply was a miss.

“We’ve got them!” Elizabeth said excitedly.

Lex’s next two shots finished off the slower alien ship, the spacecraft exploding in a short burst of energy.

“Nice work everyone!” Lex told the crew with a sigh of relief. He was very thankful that the Scarlet Rapier was such a good ship, otherwise the Balachean’s surprise attack could have been fatal.

***

Elizabeth Holmes ran the hairbrush through her waist length brown hair for the hundredth time as she did every morning and then dropped it back into the drawer beside her bed. She was about to head to the ship’s kitchen to grab some breakfast when the first mate’s voice came over her intercom.

“All crew please report to the Captain’s quarters for a ship’s meeting,” Red announced. Ships meetings were quite common on the Scarlet Rapier, and although the Captain had the ultimate say on any matter the ship ran almost as a democracy.

Elizabeth sighed in disappointment over her missed breakfast and headed out the door. This time she was dressed, unlike the earlier emergency. She wore a pair of skin-tight pink trousers that clung to every curve of her long legs and impressive backside, and a tight white woollen jumper that zipped up the front where it stretched taut across her full breasts but came right the way up to a high turtleneck. Conservative and yet sexy, it suited Elizabeth perfectly.

As she headed for the door the ship’s communications officer took a moment to admire herself in the full-length mirror on the wall. She loved the way the tight fitting jumper clung to her C cup breasts, the ample melons were the smallest amongst the busty crewmembers, but Elizabeth felt they were the roundest and perkiest, plus she had the best ass she told herself, turning slightly to check out her posterior in the sexy pink pants she wore. Oh yes.

The Captain’s quarters were, unsurprisingly, the largest on the ship. They were decorated in a rather bawdy mix of reds and browns, with a very plush longhaired carpet with an old-fashioned Asian style design. To one side of the room was a bedroom style living area and the other side acted as an office, complete with desk, chair, computer and bookshelf.

When Elizabeth arrived the rest of the crew was already there, sitting around in the Captain’s lounge area where he had a couch and two plush chairs. The rest of crew was also now fully dressed. The Captain wore a pair of tan trousers and a black short sleeved shirt and sat in the middle of the three-seater couch, his arms draped around the shoulders of the two women sitting either side of him.

To his left sat Kelly Clayton the ship’s engineer. The vastly busted woman was still dressed in the same overalls she’d had on earlier, only now she wore something beneath them as well. The front of the overalls was open to the waist and she wore a tight white tank top beneath, her massive tits jutting out of the open front of the overalls. On the Captain’s other side sat Alison Red Turner, the ship’s first mate. She was dressed in a pair of black leather pants that were slung quite low on her shapely hips, the sides of her pink g-string visible, and a skimpy white halter top that had a plunging neckline showing plenty of the upper slopes of her big D cups.

Elizabeth sat in one of the single chairs, whilst opposite her in the other sat Carmen Taylor the ship’s medical officer. Carmen, who had taken the time that morning to get dressed, was still wearing the gray pants and red low cut top she had on earlier, she was now also wearing a long white lab coat.

“Okay now that we’re all here, let’s get started,” said the Captain, the hand he had around Kelly’s shoulder briefly reaching down to squeeze one of her huge tits through her tank top before he let go of the two women and stood up. “Who’s turn is it today?” he asked the four women.

“Um, it was me last time so it must be Carmen,” said Kelly.

The Captain smiled and turned to the lovely raven-haired doctor. “Very well, Dr Taylor assume the position please and we’ll get started.”

Carmen smiled in anticipation and got to her feet, shrugging off her lab coat and dropping it onto the chair behind her. She then unzipped her trousers and slipped them off her long sleek legs, revealing a pair of French cut lacy purple panties. The lovely doctor then tugged her red blouse up over her head, beneath she was not wearing a bra and her large 38DD’s fell free, jiggling enticingly.

The topless doctor, now wearing only her panties knelt down on the plush carpet, going to her hands and knees in front of the rest of the crew. The Captain moved behind her and dropped his trousers and underwear, his big cock already fully erect in anticipation as he moved to his knees behind the lovely brunette. Lex ran his hand over Carmen’s smooth bare back, curling his hand underneath her to give her big hanging breasts a quick squeeze before both hands moved to her panties and peeled them down over her firm buttocks, stripping her completely.

“So what’s today’s meeting about?” Elizabeth asked, leaning back in her chair and crossing her long legs as she watched the Captain squeeze Carmen’s ass.

“Just a brief update to let you all know what’s happening next and what we’ve got planned,” the Captain replied casually, taking hold of Carmen’s hips and lining his cock up with the ready entry to her tight pussy. No one seemed to mind or even care that he was about to fuck the ship’s doctor right in front of them all, and the meeting just carried on as normal.

“We’ve just entered the Clammix solar system haven’t we Captain?” asked Elizabeth.

“Yes that’s right,” the Captain agreed. “Oh fuck your pussy feels good Carmen!” he groaned as he slowly pushed his cock deep inside the busty doctor. Carmen let out a moan of her own and pushed back against him, her pussy clutching at his cock and drawing him all the way in. He tightened his hold on Carmen’s hips and began to thrust inside her, fucking her doggy style as the meeting took place. “Unfortunately our funds are running quite low at the moment girls,” he explained, driving a little faster against Carmen, the sound of his flesh slapping against hers competing with their voices. “We’re heading to the Space Station at Clammix 18 to try and pick up some mercenary work.”

“Is it that bad?” asked Kelly, they all hated mercenary work, the Scarlet Rapier was in fact a pirate ship and they made most of their money raiding merchant cargo vessels, which were more often than not completely unmanned. Mercenary work was usually a lot more dangerous and generally not so well paying.

“I’m afraid we don’t have a choice,” Red said, confirming that Captain’s decision. Lex meanwhile was reaching underneath Carmen to squeeze her big tits in his hands as he fucked her. “We haven’t had a decent haul for the last three months,” Red continued, one of her hands idly toying with her right breast through her halter top as she watched the mating couple in front of her.

“That’s right,” agreed the Captain, pulling down on Carmen’s nipples as his thrusts sped up, both he and Carmen were breathing heavily now. “I’ve already got a contact on Clammix 18 that says he has a job for us so we shouldn’t be there long.”

“Not much longer Captain,” moaned Carmen in warning, her orgasm approaching as the she was vigorously fucked from behind. Lex gave a grunt of his own and increased his pace, stroking harder and faster against her. He released his grip on her tits and straightened up to hold her hips and pull her back into him with each thrust of his cock.

“So what’s the job then?” Elizabeth asked.

“I don’t know yet, my contact is rather hush-hush about the whole deal so I won’t know until we get there,” Lex said. Carmen suddenly let out a cry of pleasure, her whole body undulating as she started to cum. Her Captain didn’t relent, driving his cock deep within her as his own climax approached. “Oh fuck yes!” gasped Lex as he started to shoot up inside the beautiful doctor. His hips slammed into her buttocks as he emptied his load, Carmen’s own orgasm still shooting through her as he came.

“Sounds like we don’t have a choice then,” Kelly said as the two rode through their orgasms. “Guess it won’t be too bad. You’ve got family on Clammix 18 don’t you Red?”

“Yeah, my brother owns a computer repair shop there,” Red confirmed.

Lex pulled out of Carmen, causing her to moan softly at his sudden exit. He then stood up and stepped in front of where Kelly was sitting on the couch. He leant forward, one foot stepping up onto the arm of the couch as he leant his groin in towards Kelly’s face. The voluptuous blonde obediently leant forward to meet him, her mouth opening as she sucked his sensitive spent cock inside. Kelly bobbed her head a few times over his shrinking cock, suckling gently as she cleaned up Lex and Carmen’s combined juices. She then drew back and licked up the length of his cock, spending a couple moments on his balls and finally sucking his whole, by now limp, cock back into her mouth for one last suck.

Once he was satisfied he was clean the Captain pulled back out of Kelly’s sweet mouth and then put his pants back on. “Okay everyone back to your stations, with luck we should be at Clammix 18 in less than four hours.”

***

As the Scarlet Rapier touched down in Landing Bay 161 of the Clammix 18 space station, Red Turner lifted her head up from the Captain’s lap where she had been sucking his cock.

“I hate it when we land before I get off,” Lex murmured.

“That’s the second time we’ve been interrupted recently,” Red said with a smile as she wiped her chin and mouth with the back of her wrist.

Lex started to reply but was cut off as a voice from the space station came over their radio.

“This is Clammix 18 to Scarlet Rapier.”

“Scarlet Rapier copy,” said Elizabeth from her seat at the comms desk.

Lex hurried stuffed his painfully hard cock back into his pants as Elizabeth talked with the space station security officer.

“Do you have landing permit for Clammix 18?” the man asked.

Elizabeth looked questioningly at Lex, who shrugged and turned to Red.

“That’s a new one,” Red remarked, also shrugging.

“Ah, sorry Clammix 18 we were unaware of the permit requirement,” Elizabeth spoke back into the radio.

There was a pause at the other end before the voice came back. “Your ship is now impounded. Up to two of you may disembark to meet with the governor and petition for a landing permit. No one else may leave the ship.”

Elizabeth cut the transmission.

“Sounds serious,” said Red. “They’ve certainly beefed up security since I was here last.”

Lex nodded in agreement. “Okay everyone stay here and relax for a bit. I’ll go and speak with this governor. Elizabeth, you’re in charge of communications so you come with me.”

CHAPTER TWO: Buccaneer’s Revenge

“Hurry up and get that tractor beam online Jim!” yelled Holly Sharp, Captain of the spaceship The Buccaneer’s Revenge. Like The Scarlet Rapier the ship was a smallish, high-speed five man craft who’s crew earned their money off the work of others, stealing cargos from merchant vessels.

Holly was a beautiful young woman with long straight blonde hair and a gorgeous voluptuous figure. She was dressed in a form fitting white bodysuit that clung to every curve of her body. The white suit had a zip running up the front that was currently pulled about half way up, leaving the suit jutting wide open at her cleavage, her impressive E Cup breasts thrusting out of the open material, pushed up by a lacy white brassiere.

“Five more minutes Cap’n,” replied Jim on the video screen that Holly was looking into. Jim Savage had been the engineer on the Buccaneer’s Revenge when it was newly commissioned almost twelve years ago. He was a gruff, slightly overweight man in his late thirties with a bushy black mustache and a hairy chest that was visible above the open front of his overalls. Jim had seen about six captains come and go during his years working on the Buccaneer’s Revenge, but he had to admit that he liked Holly Sharp the best of all of them. She definitely had the best tits he’d seen on a captain anyway.

“We’re closing in Captain, eight hundred meters!” announced Harry Barnes, the navigator of the spaceship. Harry was a particularly ugly specimen, his body dwarfed by a birth deformity that left him only four and half feet tall. His appearance was also tarnished by an ugly pockmarked face that only a mother could love and he had an unpleasant, but not completely repugnant odor about him that came from years of not caring about his appearance.

“You’ve got two minutes!” Holly barked back her mechanic who was still desperately trying to get the ship’s tractor beam working. Holly turned to the another member of her crew, “Billy get to the airlock and gear up. We’re expecting resistance so I want you on there as soon as possible.”

“Aye Captain!” Billy Cameron replied immediately, starting to leave the bridge even before she’d finished her sentence. Billy was the youngest member of the crew of the Buccaneer’s Revenge, at twenty one years of age he was a typical youngster, hot headed and arrogant, his arrogance reinforced by the fact he was a crack shot with any gun, be it the ship’s lasers or a handheld blaster. Billy was a strikingly handsome young man who was always a hit with the ladies whenever they docked in any port. He had short blonde hair and always wore the most modern fashions. Holly even suspected that the only reason he was a space pirate was so he could tell that to the girls he picked up, fancying himself as a roguish romantic figure.

“Slow it down a bit Pete,” Holly called to the last member of the crew, her first mate and ship’s pilot Pete Munroe. Pete was also the oldest on board, at close to sixty years of age he was an experienced pilot and pirate and Holly often turned to him for advice, his years of experience serving her well. Although he was definitely slowing down with age he was still a brilliant pilot, in his youth he’d been the best and actually flew for the military before turning to a life of crime and piracy after getting kicked out for disobeying a command.

“We have tractor beam!” came Jim’s voice proudly from the engine room.

“Hit it!” the buxom Captain immediately ordered.

At her command Harry turned on the tractor beam, it immediately caught the fleeing cargo ship and halted its progress, gently slowing its escaping momentum.

“Reeling her in now Captain,” Harry said.

“Good, Jim get up there with Billy, I’ll join you both soon,” Holly said into her intercom as she got to her feet. “Slow it down now Pete, let the tractor beam do the work.”

It took about twenty minutes for the Buccaneer’s Revenge’s tractor beam to pull in the merchant cargo vessel and for the airlocks to hook up. Pete remained on the bridge as the other four, including Holly got themselves armed and prepared to board.

“Remember the scans showed three humans on board so expect a violent response to our boarding,” Holly reminded her crew. They were used to taking unmanned cargo ship’s but had stumbled across this one not long after entering the Clammix solar system. The opportunity was too good to resist.

“Here we go,” said Billy as he pried open the doors of the ship and they all rushed aboard.

They were immediately met by laser blasts from the onboard guards and the pirates scattered for cover. Holly and Jim diving to the left behind some control panels and Billy and Harry running the opposite way through an open doorway.

Holly landed on the floor prone behind the control panel and Jim thudded down on top of her back, knocking the wind out of her lungs with a woosh as his body crushed on top of hers. As Holly gasped for air another volley of laser blasts rocketed above their heads slamming into the wall behind them. Jim stayed lying on top of her, secretly enjoying having his crotch pressed into her lovely round ass which jutting nicely against him through thin white material of her bodysuit.

“You two okay?” Billy shouted from the open doorway across the way, him and Harry were fortunately not as pinned down as Jim and the Captain.

“We’re okay,” Jim shouted back as he finally got off the curvaceous blonde who had started to cough to get the air back into her lungs.

“Hey, where are you going?” Billy asked in surprise as Harry disappeared through the door on the other side of the room they had taken cover in.

“I’ll look for another way around, you stay put,” Harry told him.

Billy nodded and immediately swung his arm around the corner, firing off half a dozen shots from his blaster, blindly in the direction of the guards. He wanted to make sure they were as pinned down as he and his fellow pirates were.

Holly leaned past Jim, craning her neck to peek low around the side of the control panel they were hiding behind, to see if she could spot where the guards were. As her head appeared around the edge another sudden volley of lasers shot through the air, slamming into the back of Holly and Jim’s hiding place. Holly snatched her head back immediately out of sight. Jim’s arm came across Holly’s chest protectively, pushing her back against the panel, his hand pressed into Holly’s firm right breast. Holly wasn’t sure if it was an inadvertent protective action or if he was trying to cop a feel, but under the situation she didn’t worry too much, she had more pressing matters on her mind.

Jim left his hand on Holly’s ample tit, perhaps a moment more than was proper. He gave the wonderful orb a very slight, almost imperceptible squeeze and then removed his hand from his Captain’s chest and drew his gun.

Jim fired a few random shots wildly over the top of the control panel, “We’re in trouble here Cap’n.”

“I know, I know,” replied Holly, wracked her mind for an escape route. “I’m gonna make a run for it,” the busty blonde said after a further moments thought. “You and Billy cover me.”

“Fire Billy!” Jim called across the gap to their shipmate. At his cry both Billy and Jim opened up with their lasers, repeated shooting in the direction of the guards.

Holly leapt to her feet, ready to sprint for closer cover, but she was immediately met by heavy fire from the entrenched guards. She dropped back down behind the control panel without making any ground.

“Shit!” she swore as Billy and Jim ducked back behind their cover.

There was the sound of further laser blasts and suddenly Harry’s voice shouted out to them. “It’s okay to come out, I’ve got them!” he called out proudly.

Cautiously rising Holly peeked over the top of the now destroyed control panel to see Harry standing above the dead bodies of three guards.

“Nice work shorty!” Billy said congratulating his friend as she came through the doorway where he’d been hiding.

“I found the back way in and took them by surprise,” Harry told his three companions with a gap-toothed grin.

“Thank God,” Holly breathed a sigh of relief. “Okay, Harry head back to the ship and put your feet up, you’ve done brilliantly. Billy and Jim get this cargo loaded double time.”

***

Once the stolen cargo was loaded and the Buccaneer’s Revenge disengaged from the freight ship and on its way again, Captain Holly Sharp called her crew together in her quarters to discuss what their next plans were.

Holly was still wearing the same white bodysuit she’d had on earlier, gaping open with the lace of her bra visible pushing up her impressive mountainous tits. Her flat stomach flipped as the crew filed into her chambers for the meeting, she always got so nervous making speeches and giving orders, although it was not as bad as when she’d first become Captain of the Buccaneer’s Revenge.

Holly had inherited the ship from her father, an infamous space pirate feared by merchants throughout the galaxy. Jim Savage was the only original member of her father’s crew still aboard the ship, although Pete had known her father well and had been more than willing to join his late best friend’s daughter on her bid to follow in her father’s footsteps. At first Holly had commanded no respect from the crew and had come across considerable difficulty in even giving the simplest orders. It wasn’t until she came up with the idea of a very special reward system that she’d been able to effectively captain the Buccaneer’s Revenge. In fact due to his quick thinking during the earlier battle Harry Barnes was about to be on the receiving end of one of Captain Sharp’s special rewards.

“Okay then, before we get down to the business end of things I’d like to recognize Harry Barnes for his quick thinking and bravery in today’s attack,” Holly said, her calm voice disguising her nervousness.

“Do I get one of the special rewards?” Harry asked, his voice excited and hopeful. The other three men knew exactly what Harry was referring to and looked jealously his way.

“You do indeed,” replied Holly, reaching up to the zipper of her white suit and pulling it down to her navel, revealing her smooth flat stomach. “A C class reward.”

Harry stepped up in front of Holly as she yanked open the front of her suit, her massive breasts pushing out in the lacy bra. “Take them out,” Holly instructed him, “and enjoy.”

Harry gave a moan as he stood up on the chair next to Holly so he could reach her more easily. His hands stretched out and grabbed hold of Holly’s big E cup hooters, immediately squeezing them roughly in his small hands. Harry groaned as he pressed the two abundant melons together, licking his dry lips as he watched the ample flesh well up in her lace bra.

The dwarf’s fingers curled into the edge of Holly’s bra cups and he tugged down on them, Holly’s big tits popping out and jiggling delightfully before his wide eyes. Harry gave another moan of pure lust and sunk his chubby fingers into Holly’s fat tits, squeezing them roughly and causing the beautiful young space captain to gasp in pain. Harry ran his hands all over Holly’s big jugs, scooping them up and pressing them together in his hands and then shaking them to watch the ample plentiful flesh quiver and shake. He seized her nipples between his thumb and forefinger and tugged hard on them, giving them a rough pinch and twist before he once again squeezed her whole tits, his fingers sinking deep into the resilient flesh.

“Are you gonna suck ‘em or not?” Jim asked from his seat off to their right. Holly glanced in the direction of the middle-aged mechanic and saw from the way he was rubbing his crotch he was obviously enjoying the show she and Harry were putting on.

Holly’s special reward system had developed into quite a detailed system where she used her body as a reward to ensure the bravery and obedience of her team. A D reward was a quick squeeze of her big jugs through whatever clothing she had on at the time and was a frequently granted reward. Harry had just earned himself a grade C reward, meaning he was allowed to suck on Holly’s wonderful tits for a few minutes. This was occasionally upgraded to a C+ if the recipient was especially rewarding which also included Holly giving the beneficiary a hand-job as they sucked at her nipples.

A B class, or blowjob reward was very rare and only for great acts of valor or brilliance, with a B+ including a titfuck as well. While everyone on board had received a number of C and D rewards and at least one C+, only Pete and Jim, the longest serving crewmen had ever got a B, with Pete’s being a B+. To date Holly had never given an A reward, something she was rather thankful for. According to the special reward system she had developed an A was a chance to fuck her and the legendary A+ was a night of pure heaven where Holly would be the recipient’s sex slave for an entire night, any act of debauchery the winner wanted would be his.

“Go on,” Holly urged Harry. “Suck on my tits, you’ve earned the privilege.”

The ugly little crewman gave a groan of lust and leant forward, burying his face between his Captain’s huge knockers as his fellow crewmen all looked on enviously. Harry’s hands reached up inside the open front of Holly’s body suit to squeeze her big tits and push them together against his face as he swiped his tongue up the length of her deep cleavage.

Holly rested one hand on the back of Harry’s head as he turned and started suckling on one of her hard nipples, his rough lips and tongue actually feeling very good on her breast. She held the dwarf’s face against her bosom as she spoke over his head to the rest of the crew.

“We did well out of today’s raid as I’m sure Billy and Jim can testify from the amount of cargo they loaded across onto the Buccaneer,” Holly told her crew as Harry moved across to her other nipple, biting it gently between his teeth and tugging on it slightly. Holly gave a slight wince of discomfort before she continued speaking. “In fact the cargo hold is full so we’re going to head to Clammix 18 and sell up. I’ve also got a few contacts at the space station that I want to touch base with and see what else is in the wind.”

“A bit of R&R sounds great Captain,” said Pete, the first mate, as he watched Harry’s tongue swipe in large circles across the expanse of Holly’s creamy breasts.

“Okay, that’s enough,” Holly said quietly to Harry, the dwarf’s face still buried in her chest. Harry didn’t immediately release her, his hands still continuing to knead her big tits while he chewed on one stiff nipple, gentle moaning noises coming from the back of this throat. “Harry!” Holly snapped a little louder, tapping him on the top of the head.

The dwarf rose up from her cleavage reluctantly, gave her big bare tits one more squeeze and then let go and clambered down off the chair. Holly ran her hands over the ample expanse of her firm hooters, doing her best to wipe off the ugly navigator’s slobber that coated her chest. She then zipped up the front of her body suit, tucking her big jugs away much to the disappointed of the men around her.

“How long do we expect to be at Clammix 18 then?” Billy asked as he watched her tits disappear.

Feeling a little self confident, despite her recent act of exhibitionism, Holly zipped the suit all the way up this time as opposed to her usual mid-cleavage height. “With any luck only a couple days, so I don’t want you boys to cut loose and go completely wild on me,” Holly replied with a warm smile.

“You can trust us,” Billy assured her with a roguish grin.