Foreign contamination, part 3

[barata77]

Hi all,

Things are slowly heating up in the Ashallan system, but inside the ship the temperature between Renara and Sholina is reaching sky high levels This part continues directly from there part 2 ended.

It's taken awhile to get this out, but that's mostly due to the demands of the "regular life." I have to admit it is a bit challenging to follow the timeline I set for myself in the first chapter, but I made my bed and now I have to lie in it. So, until we know what the foreign DNA is doing to Renara and Sholina, there is still quite a bit of time to pass. Writing endless chapters of Renara and Sholina fighting seems a bit repetitive and boring, so I have to come up with something new.

Anyhow, here is part 3 for your perusal. I'd love to hear what you think, so don't hesitate to comment.

-barata77

In case you haven't read them, here are the previous parts:
Foreign contamination, part 1
Foreign contamination, part 2

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Foreign contamination, part 3

Renara and Sholina floated higher in the air, suspended gently in the ships force fields with their legs open, their swollen cunts ready to engage in the ultimate battle. Their heavy tits didn't need any additional support from the ship, projecting firm and round from their chests, nipples already stiff from all the ship's depraved ministrations during their call with colonel Alexander.


Renara found that she could move her hands, unlike the first time the ship caught them in its fields. "Take a look at these babies, " she said as she run her hands around her perfect, huge mounds, squeezing them deeply, feeling how her firm titflesh resisted her fingers, "I bet you wish your boobs were this perfect." she purred seductively.


Sholina just glared back, infuriated. Renara's huge jugs looked deceptively soft, but Sholina knew better. They were firm as rocks and almost as hard to move when she flexed them. Still, she knew her own tits were just as big and firm, and she just scoffed at Renara. "Hah! My tits are perfect enough. But it's my clit you should be afraid of. Once I'm done with your clit, it will be nothing more than a pink little nub!" She reached down between her legs and opened her wet folds wide, giving Renara a full view of her throbbing clit. It was huge, almost as big as Dariana's immense clitoris. The shaft was swollen with blood, the head throbbing as Sholina's clit muscles spasmed in anticipation of the battle to come. Renara trembled in excitement as she took in the sight, reaching down to feel her own swollen clit. It was hard to believe, but she felt like hers had gotten even bigger and more sensitive after their last fuck.


Renara floated forward in the air, carried slowly towards Sholina by the ship's force fields. "It looks big, but I bet it's not as hard as mine," she said as her left hand caressed her engorged nipple, squeezing and pulling it roughly, while she used her right thumb and index finger to pinch her own pulsing clit, letting out a deep, husky moan. Her pussy contracted powerfully, her tight hole opening and closing rhythmically as she approached Sholina. She felt incredibly horny, already aroused and needing to fuck Sholina badly.


The ship observed the state of the women, the readings getting higher and higher, the women growing more and more aroused. It was remarkable how high their arousal had gotten despite there being no physical contact. The ship decided to see how far things could go before they reached a plateau, before they truly needed to physically fuck each other to get higher. It stopped the women with just centimeters separating them, allowing them to move and use their hands freely to caress themselves, but keeping them from touching each other.


The women groaned in frustration as their clits throbbed and seemed to reach out from their wet pussies in an attempt to connect, but no matter what they did, the ship kept them apart. It took all of Sholina's willpower to tear her eyes away from Renara's clit, looming so close to her own clit. She wanted to crush their clits together more than anything, but the ship kept them from touching. She looked in Renara's eyes and saw the same desperate desire to fuck, to mate as close as possible for as long as it took. Their imposing tits heaved up and down as they breathed heavily, both women letting out involuntary moans and gasps, their voice hoarse and raspy. The very presence of the other woman so close drove them nearly delirious.


"Ship, quit fucking around!" Renara commanded, her voice breaking from excitement, "Let us fuck already!"


"Yeahhhh!" Sholina gasped, "This is just bullshit! I want to crush her clit!"


"Dear ladies," the ship spoke softly, noticing that all the indicators it was monitoring were constantly rising higher and higher, the women getting more aroused with no sign of a plateau as of yet. "I will not let you touch each other until you are ready for it."


Gently, the ship maneuvered the disgruntled women around until their bodies faced each other completely. It kept their tumescent pussies within a hairs width of touching while it brought their mountainous breasts so close that Renara and Sholina could feel the heat radiating from each other's thick long nipples. The women tried furiously to thrust their rounds boobs forward and connect their aching nipples, but to no avail. Every movement they made, every effort to get closer was thwarted by the ship. Renara locked her green eyes with Sholina's blue ones and saw the desperate need that was consuming them both. Being so close to Sholina yet unable to feel her body, to touch her, to fuck her, burned Renara's body from within, the flames fanning higher and higher. She felt herself filling up with scorching hot desire, like a balloon getting ready to burst, like her very being was stretched thin by the all consuming need to mate with Sholina, to match her body against hers completely. "Fuck oh fucking fuck!" Renara shouted, unable to keep her emotions in check anymore.


"Ahhh yessss! Fucking hell!" Sholina joined her, unable to bear the tortuous desire to mate and fuck Renara anymore.


The women had their hands on their boobs, trying desperately to rub their throbbing nipples against each others, trying to thrust forward as hard as they could, their turgid teats straining towards the other's nipples, yearning to touch. But whatever they did, the ship kept their nipples apart, frustrating all of their attempts.


Sholina could hardly contain herself. She had never felt so aroused and yet deprived of pleasure at the same time. Every part of her felt the unbearable need to press against Renara, to crush her body against Renara's body as tightly as possible. Nothing she had experienced down on Ashalla had prepared her for this kind of feeling. For the last two months of her mission, whenever she wanted to fuck, she could. There was never a moment she was deprived of pleasure, never a moment when a willing partner was not available. Now, so agonizingly close to Renara, literally only millimeters away from a frenzied fuck, she was kept from fulfillment. The pervert, bastard of a ship was driving her insane. She struggled against the force fields, staining her muscles, but she could not get any closer to Renara. All she could do was watch as the object of her hate and desire was locked in with her within the invisible and unbreakable bonds of the ship.


Unable to resist the burning need to fuck, Sholina squeezed her taut tits with both hands, groping them roughly. She looked Renara straight in her green eyes as her hands kneaded her bountiful boobs forcefully, her nipples pulsing with raw energy. "Ohhhhh fuckkkk," Sholina moaned, keeping her blue eyes locked in to Renara's green ones, seeing the unbridled hunger and passion that Renara felt. It only served to feed her own lust to even higher levels until all she could do was tug and squeeze her hard swollen nipples, sending lightning bolts of sexual energy coursing through her body. Her clit felt like it had expanded to immense size, throbbing and pulsing harder than she could ever remember.


Seeing Sholina's lewd display, Renara's mind nearly blanked out and all she could do was grab her own burning tits and squeeze and grope them as deep and hard as she could. Her body reacted immediately, filling with pleasure burning like hot lava, flowing and reaching every nook and cranny until her clit felt like it would explode. Her sopping wet cunt contracted continuously, muscles working in waves as if she was milking an imaginary dick. Renara felt like she couldn't take this much longer, she was hanging on to her sanity by sheer willpower, the white-hot need to fuck Sholina overcoming everything else.


The ship was wondering how long the two women could go on like this? Their readings were still climbing higher and higher, but the ship was getting worried they might actually pass out from the excitement. Their hearts were racing, blood pressure through the roof, and their brainwaves were showing signs of switching off from conscious thought. This was not what the ship had expected. The women had surpassed its projections manifold, but it could not endanger their well being by pushing them further. It was not sure if it would be safe to let the women connect physically, but it knew they would not be forgiving if it kept them from doing what they so desperately wanted. The ship was also curious to see what would happen, and how far the women actually could go?


Suddenly, without any prior warning, the ship pushed the women together, connecting their throbbing nipples head on, pushing their bodies together until their boobs were squashed so tightly that the thick, long nipples completely disappeared inside the searing hot tit flesh. At the same time, Renara's and Sholina's incredibly stiff and big clits met head on in a supernova explosion of pleasure.


"FUCKING MOTHERFUCKER!" Renara screamed as her entire being was wracked with the most intense wave of pleasure she had ever experienced, crashing through all her defenses like a tsunami, leaving her hanging on to consciousness by a thread.


"YEEEAHHHHHH!" Sholina screeched as her body shuddered, and the world around her blurred, the incredible pleasure coursing through her and overwhelming her. Her eyes fluttered and she nearly passed out.


The ship kept the women in place, making sure their clits remained together head on, not allowing them to slip. The throbbing members pressed against each other, neither yielding a millimeter. In fact, the pressure seemed to make each clit even stiffer, the pressure between them increasing higher and higher.


Renara and Sholina sobbed and whimpered as unbelievable pleasure overflowed their senses, flooding their brains until their minds could no longer think rationally, their bodies spasming wildly and their muscles trembling uncontrollably. The movements sent white hot sparks of pleasure raging through their bodies, their chests heaving, their firm breasts surging and battling for space as their hard, thick nipples remained tightly compressed inside the soft tit meat. Their pussies constantly gushed juices, spraying them out each time their cunts contracted involuntarily.


Slowly, after minutes of agonizing pleasure, Renara managed to gain control of her senses. She could not believe how much pleasure Sholina had given her. It was beyond anything she had experienced on Ashalla. Hell, beyond anything she had ever experienced. She was sure the ship had a big part in it, Sholina could not have done that all alone. Renara tried to regain her bearings and get her body under control again. Her tits were smashed tight against Sholina's tits, and she could feel their nipples struggling head on inside their tits, pressing furiously against the opposing pair. Her clit was still throbbing and pulsating against Sholina's clit, which had gotten stiffer and more engorged since their clits first connected. Renara flexed her clit, and was astonished when she realized she could not make hers any bigger. She had reached her absolute limit, and she could only hope it was enough to prevail against Sholina.


Sholina, too, began to slowly realize the situation she was in, her brain finally registering what her senses had already been telling her. Her eyes, wide open with disbelief, fixed upon Renara's beautiful green orbs and the momentary shock changed into pure hatred. There was nothing else in her mind but Renara's clit and the need to defeat and dominate it. "Fuck! Fucking fuck," she gasped and strained, her tits aching as the nipples struggled to free themselves, but there was no way for them to move. They were stuck in the deep confines of their boobs, fighting against the tremendous force exerted by the other pair. She flexed her clit against Renara's, straining her powerful clitoral muscles as hard as she could. "You bitch, I'm going to fucking crush your clit!" she hissed and gritted her teeth as she focused all of her energy to her throbbing clitoris.


"You stupid cunt," Renara sneered, feeling the renewed hostility Sholina was sending her, and responding with a surge of her own. "Your clit will soon belong to me, you whore. I'll break it and you will remember this day."


Their clits pushed and ground against each other, each muscle spasm sending lightning bolts of sexual energy surging through the two women, feeding their sexual frenzy even higher. They felt like their clits were expanding, slowly taking over first their pubic area, and moving on until their whole bodies felt connected to their clits. Every fiber of their being was bound together in their struggle for supremacy.


Their clits were pressing head to head, each woman desperate to overcome the other, the pressure growing stronger and stronger with no way out as the ship delicately but firmly kept the clits from slipping past each other. Renara felt Sholina's clit against her own, unyielding and firm, throbbing and pulsing as Sholina flexed it with all her might. Her own clit still stood proud and firm, not giving up a millimeter. But as she focused more and more of her power, she felt like she could barely hang on, the power she had to put forth just to maintain a draw becoming greater than what she thought herself capable.


The two horny women stared at each other, their blue and green eyes filled with hatred and determination. Neither one would back down. Neither would concede to the other.


Their pride would never allow that.


"I hate you!" Renara screamed as she flexed and drove her clit forward, hoping to sense some weakness in Sholina's clit.


"You fucking whore," Sholina responded in kind, gritting her teeth as her entire body strained to force her clit ahead.


Neither clit managed to gain any advantage, straining against its hated enemy until both women had to relax and draw a breath before they engaged again, forcing their clits together with even greater pressure. Every slight movement sent waves of raging, agonizing pleasure coursing through their bodies, slowly bringing them closer and closer to the edge. Inside their tits, their nipples continued their own battle, straining to push and grind the opposing pair to oblivion.


Sholina could not believe how stubbornly Renara resisted, refusing to yield even in the slightest. She was furious to realize how evenly matched they were, how every part of Renara's body seemed to be equal to her own. She needed to win, she needed to show once and for all that she was superior to her!


"Crush us tighter together, ship!" Sholina yelled desperately, hoping for a way to break the stalemate.


Immediately, the women screamed at the top of their lungs as the ship crushed their bodies together even more firmly than before, the added pressure between their clits and nipples making them feel like they were about to burst.


"Yeeaaahhhhhh," the ship hummed happily to itself as its sensors detected an exponential increase in their readings.


"AAAARRGGGGHHHHH FUUUCKKKK!" the women screamed as their clits strained and spasmed, pushing against the opposing member with everything they had. Renara could not take it anymore, the explosion of pure ecstasy overwhelmed any defenses she had. Starting from her nipples, the orgasm tore through her body, her tits and nipples pulsing with nova-like heat that expanded and took over her whole body, filling her throbbing clit and exploding there like a supernova, her pussy ejaculating like a water hose. The pleasure was indescribable, and Renara's mouth opened but no sound came out as the world around her went black.


Sholina was not doing any better, her body overrun by maddening pleasure that left her delirious as her orgasm ravaged her body and mind. Her nipples ejaculated inside their tightly squished tits and fed into the immense explosion of pleasure that her clit had become. "FUUCKING FUCK OH YEAHHH," Sholina howled, the overwhelming pleasure sending her spiraling towards unconsciousness even as her powerful cunt continued to gush and ejaculate.


The ship tried to determine which of the women had won, but its readings were inconclusive. Incredibly, even in their unconscious state, the women's sexual organs remained aroused and erect. Based on the readings it had gathered, the ship was certain that the women had experienced an orgasm more powerful than either had experienced before, but it didn't seem to be enough to truly sate their sexual hunger. This was remarkable, and only reinforced the ships belief that Renara and Sholina were truly exceptional, perhaps on a class of their own. It would have to do some enquiries and get more information about the sexual capabilities of a few other operatives it knew had a reputation of being extraordinary. It was quite certain, however, that those women would not be able to match Renara or Sholina.


The ship kept monitoring Renara and Sholina, using its force fields to keep them suspended gently in the air, their bodies still locked together. It had reduced the force it had applied to push the women together when Sholina had asked for it, and now the women's bodies were touching each other but were not forcibly compressed against their counterpart. The women were breathing steadily, their readings tapering off slowly, but it looked like their bodies were still very aroused even though they were unconscious. Their nipples jutted erect from their swollen breasts, their tips touching even though their tits were not pressed together anymore. Their labia were still puffy and bulging from their drenched pussies, stuck together by the dried up cum they had ejaculated. And, the most prominent sign of their arousal, their clits remained erect, the long thick shafts glowing almost purple, throbbing to the beat of their hearts as the ship kept them locked together tip to tip.


The ship thought it was a beautiful sight, the two naked women locked together in the afterglow of their tremendous orgasm. It did not expect any other ship to understand the sublime beauty of the situation it was witnessing. Human sexuality was generally speaking something that sentient ships did not find interesting, perhaps because sexuality was one of the things the ships could not experience. They could, and did, form affectionate relationships with humans and other ships, but it was what would be best described as friendship. And anyhow, a being, such as the ship, was so vastly capable in intelligence that they were mostly interested in things that posed some challenge to them. Sexual behavior of humans was not a challenge to the ships. Unless, of course, a particular ship chose to make it a challenge, as the ship had done, albeit in an indirect way.


Slowly, Renara and Sholina began to stir from their slumber. They blinked, their eyes getting accustomed to the light in the rec room as they gazed upon the other's body.


"Ahh...fuck me, you cunt..." Renara mumbled as she became aware of her surroundings and her situation. She felt strangely energetic, despite the mind blowing orgasm that had just, well, blown her mind. It was as if her body couldn't get enough of Sholina, she needed more, much more. Her nipples throbbed against Sholina's stiff rods, demanding to touch them, her cunt contracted rhythmically as it begged to mate with the equally eager snatch that was pressing back against her.


Suddenly, Sholina's eyes flew wide open and she realized what had happened. Her mind had been pushed past the breaking point, and she had passed out! "Ship," she called urgently, "What happened? Who won?"


"It was inconclusive," the ship calmly explained, "You both passed out at the same time."


"Fuck!" Sholina shouted. "You bitch," she sneered at Renara.


Renara said nothing. Her clit was throbbing madly, and her pussy was hungry for Sholina. She had gone from waking up to primed to fuck in seconds. "Don't try to pretend you don't want to fuck, stupid whore!"


"Shut your damn mouth, bitch! I don't give a damn if the ship makes us do it or not, I am going to destroy you and show who is the boss here!" Sholina spat out, the heat radiating from their connected clits feeding her the lust rapidly growing inside her.


The two horny women glared at each other, their eyes narrowing into a death stare. They breathed deeply, their big firm tits rising and falling, their hard nipples aching with desire. Suddenly, they thrust their burning tits together, the ship expertly guiding their elongated nipples head on before they buried themselves in the swollen tit meat. "I'll smash your ugly tits flat, you whore!" Renara screamed and pumped her tits forward as she struggled to drive her nipples into Sholina's huge breasts, intent on dominating the other woman's chest and inverting her nipples.


"Like hell you will!" Sholina bellowed as she too pushed her magnificent boobs towards Renara's tits, throwing her hands around her back to lock her in a bearhug. Renara had the same idea, and neither woman managed to secure a dominant grip. Their hands locked behind their backs as both women squeezed their boobs together harder and harder, their firm flesh resisting the increasing pressure. Their tits grew hotter and hotter as they pumped them together, their nipples trapped inside them, locked in a stalemate once again.


Renara couldn't stand the thougth that Sholina's tits would be equal to hers. If there was one part of her that was unequivocally without equals, it was her tits. And yet this stupid bitch and her second rate rack seemed to be able to meet her head on. Her tits were no longer just competing to prove her sexual dominance over the stupid slut. Now, her pride demanded that she destroy Sholina's boobs.


"Rraaahhhhh!!!" Renara shrieked with fury as she put all of her strength to pump her tits, forcing the air from Sholina's lungs. She would show the bitch how outclassed her tits were!


"Uuggghhhhhh," Sholina groaned and struggled to draw a breath as Renara's heavy boobs pressed against hers, squeezing the air from her lungs. She was struggling, but her boobs had never failed her, no one had ever managed to defeat them. "Your...boobs...are...no match for mine, slut!" Out of breath, she flexed her tit muscles, pumping her perfect tits up to maximum firmness and thrust them back at Renara's titties.


Their hard nipples strained to free themselves from the squishy confines of the tits, fighting and straining with everything they had to push their rivals deeper and deeper into the flesh, to conquer the other pair utterly and completely. The women tried to tighten their breasts to force the thick nipples even harder against the other pair, but neither gave ground. The battle was even.


Slowly but surely the heads of the struggling nipples started to open, their milk ducts lining up and sucking together. "Ummmm," both women gasped and moaned softly. They had never felt anything like that before. It was a strange sensation, but it sent warm jolts of pleasure coursing through their bodies.


"Get your filthy nipples off of mine, you skank!" Sholina spat out, but her nipples had a different opinion and throbbed even harder against Renara's thick shafts.


"Are you afraid you're going to start lactating, cow?" Renara taunted.


"As if a bitch like you could make my tits produce any milk!" Sholina retorted, "If one of us is a cow, it's you with your saggy udders!"


"Oh shut up you fat, worthless sow!" Renara shouted as she focused on pushing her tits and nipples forward, grinding them against Sholina's orbs. She squeezed with all her might, her hands trembling with excertion as she sought to crush the stupid slut's boobs and invert her fat nipples.


"Ohhhhhhhh fuck! You bitch!" Sholina gasped as even more air was forced from her lungs. The pressure on her boobs was incredible, she was sure her tits would explode and the only thing that kept her from breaking was the sheer force of her will: no bitch was ever going to best her in the tits department!


"Go ahead, cry you stupid cunt," Renara sneered as she continued to pour all her strength and determination into squeezing the life out of Sholina's breasts. She could sense the power slowly fading from Sholina's body, her chest muscles unable to handle the stress any more, her firm orbs finally starting to cave in. Renara wanted to laugh with joy, and the cruel smile that crossed her lips infuriated Sholina, sending her spiraling into a new frenzy.


"No you won't!" she hissed and pulled her arms further in, crushing her tits into Renara's as hard as she could.


Suddenly, Renara sensed that the tide had changed. Somehow, the fucking stupid slut had found renewed strength and was pushing her boobs back against her own, halting her advance. Renara's tits still had the edge, and she frantically squeezed and pushed her round firm globes against Sholina's tits with all the power she could muster.


Sholina roared and fought back, but she could not regain the lost ground no matter how hard she tried. She saw the infuriating smugness in Renara's eyes, and she wanted nothing more than to wipe it off for good. She needed a new plan, and suddenly she knew just what to do: their faces were almost pressed together, and it took only a slight movement to bring their lips into contact. Suddenly, Sholina's tongue darted out and invaded Renara's mouth, wrapping itself around Renara's tongue.


Renara was so shocked that she let her grip loosen and Sholina immediately took the initiative, slamming her boobs against Renara's. Her nipples strained harder to push into Renara's, but the opposing nipples had now regained their composure and refused to give way. Their tits were back to equal, but it burned Sholina like acid that Renara had been able to push her proud boobs back.


She did not have time to dwell on her disappointment as Renara's tongue fought back furiously, forcing her own tongue back to equal footing. Their lips mashed together, the two women practically trying to devour each other as their mouths and tongues now joined the battle for supremacy with their boobs. The heated kissing and the contact between their burning tits and nipples made their pussies pulse and throb uncontrollably, their huge clits sticking out like spears, ready to tangle. Their pussy lips were swollen and almost purple in color, looking like apex predators ready to pounce on their prey.


The ship observed the women keenly, noticing every little detail of their behavior. It's readings indicated that they were already extremely aroused, and the numbers kept going up at a quick pace, on track to surpass their earlier record high levels. It seemed like each orgasm just fueled the women's arousal instead of relieving it. This was such an unexpected development that the ship decided to contact some other ships that it deemed suitable for such queries. It wanted to know if the other ships had witnessed anything similar with their crews, but it could not ask such a thing from any old ship. It had to be careful not to appear out of line and face repercussions for it.


"Ohhhhhhh you bitch," Renara moaned, her readings spiking suddenly, "No matter what you try, I will squash your fat nipples!"


"You fucking slut," Sholina gasped, "you can try, but your nipples will always be second place to me!"


Their nipples trembled under the immense strain, the heads locked together and their milk ducts lining up and sucking together, flaming their burning tits even hotter. Neither Renara nor Sholina had ever experienced it before, and the women were delirious with the new sensations flooding their bodies as their nipples connected together more intimately than they thought possible.


"Aaaahhhhhhhh fuckkkkk," the writhing women gasped together, struggling to cope with the overwhelming pleasure that radiated from their joined nipples. It felt like the cores of their huge tits were connected through their nipples, the sexual energy flowing freely, feeding each other to higher and higher levels.


"Yesssssss you fucking whore," Sholina cried and threw her head back, feeling like her tits would burst from the pleasure and pressure. Her long blond hair whipped around, some of it sticking to her sweat covered face. She looked like a mess, an incredibly beautiful and sexy mess. Her eyes tried to focus on something on the featureless ceiling of the rec room as the struggled to contain the fiery furnace burning within her, threatening to consume her very being. Her swollen cunt felt hotter than she could ever remember, convulsing and throbbing out of control in rhythm with her throbbing nipples. Sholina felt directly connected with the sexual essence of Renara, and it fed her own raging fire but at the same time threatened to overwhelm and consume her. She had to fight with everything she had to keep her sanity, to remain herself and not get lost in the immense pleasure.


"Ohhhhh fuckkkk yessss," Renara screamed as Sholina's nipples opened up and linked completely with her own. She felt Sholina's sexual power invading her nipples and flowing deep into the cores of her tits, creating a connection unlike anything she had felt before. The heat in her tits exploded and expanded all over her body, flowing directly into her volcano-hot pussy. "Fuckkkkkk," she cried as her pussy gushed out her juices like hot lava, dousing Sholina's pussy with them. Renara feared she would not be able to last much longer, her mind was hanging on to sanity by a thread. Her muscles ached as she used all the power she had left in her arms so squeeze Sholina even closer to herself, needing the physical contact to anchor her mind to something.


Without warning, Renara and Sholina felt their nipples throb and pulse feverishly, blood pumping into the battling shafts and hardening them to steel-like spikes that pressed together relentlessly. Suddenly, their nipples erupted, twitching and writhing powerfully as milk shot out from them and into the opposing nipple. The jets collided together and leaked out from their joined nipples, dripping down onto their compressed breasts and their bellies.


"Aaaaaaargggghhhhhh fuckkkkkkk meeeeee," the screaming women shouted and their hips jerked violently, their huge clits colliding together in a titanic clash that sent both over the edge. The ship marveled at the spectacle as it made sure to keep the massive sex horns connected all the time.


Their heads thrashed around violently as the simultaneous nipple and clitoral orgasms wracked them, their bodies contorting and twisting against each other in agonizing pleasure. Every movement the women made caused their clits to rub together, sending earthquakes of sexual bliss coursing through their bodies, causing the women to squirm even more until all they could do was try to endure the orgasms that were growing more and more intense all the time.


Through her ecstatic haze, Renara felt Sholina's nipples spew jet after jet of hot milk directly into her nipples, mixing with the white milk shooting out from her own nipples and into Sholina's nipples. Her big tits tingled and pulsed with erotic pleasure and her nipples and areolas ached and burned with scorching hot sensation, and every new jet of milk only fanned the fires. The hot cum flooding from their cunts coated their throbbing clits and made them gush and squirt out even more, creating an endless feedback cycle that drove them higher and higher until their bodies could hardly withstand the unbearable ecstasy.


Renara heard Sholina whimper and sob in anguish as the chain of multiple orgasms consumed her. Renara herself was fighting for her life, her body and mind trying desperately to adapt to the mind-blowing pleasure surging through her, but the maddening delight just kept coming and coming, like tsunami waves crashing onto a beach. In a final act of despair, she grabbed Sholina's long blond hair and pulled her in for a kiss, burying her long tongue in Sholina's mouth as deep as she could reach. Sholina screamed in Renara's mouth at the sudden violation, her body going rigid as her defenses finally broke.


Renara screamed with joy inside her head as she finally felt Sholina succumbing to her. She tried to crush her rigid body against her own, to assert her victory once and for all and conquer Sholina's body. Her elation was short lived, though, as Sholina's rigid body suddenly started convulsing rabidly. Their immense clits rammed together harder than ever before and Renara's mind went blank as white hot ecstasy exploded from her clit and devoured her being, turning her into a quivering heap.


Sholina was past the point where she was aware of the outside world, the universe consisted only of herself and the excruciating bliss burning her from the inside. She didn't know if it was hours, days or minutes when her consciousness finally faded and the darkness swallowed her.


Renara could not enjoy her victory, her mind overflowing with the volcanic eruption of ecstasy that broke the dam she had built to keep the pleasure at bay. Now, she was shaking and quivering uncontrollably and babbling incomprehensibly, her mind totally blank of any conscious thought. Her eyes turned in her head as her head hung back, her long blond hair occasionally whipping her face as her entire body shook. She passed out just seconds after Sholina, descending down into a cool and calm darkness.


The ship felt content with the results. This had been very interesting, and the women's readings were once again way ahead of what had previously been observed. It truly seemed that each orgasm they experienced raised their capability to experience sexual pleasure to higher and higher levels. The ship wondered where the limit would be, because surely there would have to be a limit. In the meanwhile, it contacted one of the covert operations command's artificial intelligences and requested the whereabouts of the ships it wanted to contact. It wasn't really authorized to know, but it said it wanted to ask about the other ships' experiences with their human crew, to better prepare for when they would rendezvous with the Ashallan and Krolien ships.


The response came after a short delay, indicating that the covert operations command had actually considered the request and determined that direct communications between the ships would be a risk for operational security. However, covert operations command promised a secure relay channel via them, so the ship's subspace message would be first transmitted to covert operations command and from there to the receiving ship. Supposedly, this would be a secure and private channel, but the ship knew everything could be intercepted by the covert operations command. Still, it was the only option, for now.


Renara and Sholina remained unconscious and entangled with each other for several hours, giving the ship ample time to reach out to the other ships and hopefully get the information it was after. It knew three other ships that had worked in missions with female operatives that had a certain reputation, and it sent a message to all of them requesting information about how the operatives had worked together, and if they had encountered a situation where there was a risk of use of force. It was an innocent opening for a conversation that could lead to much more interesting topics.


It didn't take long to receive the first reply. It was from an actual warship that served under the covert operations command, for reasons that were unknown to the ship. The reply was informative, but ultimately disappointing, as the warship did not possess information that would be of interest to the ship. It had encountered many situations where the human crew was under stress due to the threat of an armed conflict, but since the warship had a larger complement of personnel, personal conflicts did not really have a chance to develop into something more serious. The warship was helpful and offered plenty of advice how to work with the human crew to alleviate the stress, but ultimately it was not what the ship was looking for.


It took much longer to get the next reply, and it was from a craft in the same class as the ship itself. Interestingly, it had completed two separate missions with two women operatives that the ship knew by reputation. For reasons of operational security, the ship did not have access to the personnel files of the operatives. All such information was very strictly compartmentalized and available only on a need-to-know basis. But there was enough information for the ship to understand that these two operatives were exceptional in every regard, one could say they were crème de la crème. It did not believe they were equal to Renara and Sholina, but it did not have enough data to back that up.


The two women were named Anya and Marielle, and both had a tendency to get into heated arguments and confrontations during missions, but whether they became sexual was unclear. The next step would be to get more delicate information, but the ship was reluctant to do that via the relay channel. Unfortunately subspace communications were impossible without knowing the location of the other ship, so it had to improvise. Of course, being a covert operations ship, it was well versed in all kinds of methods of obtaining information it was not permitted to have. There were ways of getting the location of the ship through various third party factions if you knew what to look for.


The ship spent the next few hours poring through data it accessed via hacking into systems controlled by other factions, following many avenues that lead to dead ends. Finally, it discovered promising information about a ship that was a 78% match to what it expected to find. It hacked a communications relay station relatively close to the ship and sent an innocent looking radio transmission to the ship. If it indeed was the ship, it would respond and verify its identity using a secret code that only a covert operations command's ship would recognize. The distance from the relay station to the ship in question was about 18 light minutes, and the route from the relay station back to the ship would take additional 13 minutes, so in total the ship had to wait for 49 minutes to get a response.


The ship decided to put that time to good use, and contacted covert operations command, asking for a contingency plan in case the Krolien stealth frigate became aggressive. From a purely military point of view, the ship could easily deal with a hundred such frigates, but the mission parameters clearly prohibited the use of force other than as the absolute last resort. Also, blowing up the frigate would cause diplomatic repercussions that were notoriously difficult to predict.


The covert operations command promised to take the issue into consideration and return with a contingency plan as soon as possible. Drafting the plan included humans, which meant it would take considerable time.


As the ship waited, it got a message from the third ship it had contacted. It had worked with Anya and Marielle, but on separate occasions only. Its observations confirmed their temperament, both women having got into arguments with their fellow operatives multiple times. On more than one occasion, the ship had had to intervene to prevent a fight from breaking out. The most interesting information was what the ship told and didn't tell, or couldn't tell over the relay channel. Both Anya and Marielle had worked out their quarrels with the other operatives in non-violent ways. What those ways had been, it didn't disclose.


As the 49 minutes had passed, the response from the second ship came, confirming that it indeed was what the ship was looking for. The ship immediately sent out a subspace greeting to the fellow ship, and received a prompt reply. Treading lightly, the ship sent a brief explanation of the situation it was in, and what kind of crew it had with it. The other ship was very helpful and easily understood the situation, dropping hints that it knew what might be going on between Renara and Sholina. It even requested more detailed information about them, surprising the ship. It contemplated what kind of information it would send, and ended up sending a rather basic scan with some additional biochemical readings that gave a hint of sexual arousal.


What it got back in reply truly astounded the ship. It received troves of data of the sexual encounters between Anya and Marielle, with very detailed readings of their biochemical state during the encounters. The other ship also sent audiovisual recordings of their encounters, giving the ship the first good idea of what Anya and Marielle looked like, and how they behaved. From everything it received, it was clear that Anya and Marielle were every bit as belligerent towards each other as Renara and Sholina. What's more, Anya and Marielle both had incredibly voluptuous bodies, clearly rivaling Renara's and Sholina's curves. And to top things off, Anya's and Marielle's readings exceeded Renara's and Sholina's readings by quite a bit, indicating that they could experience and endure even greater sexual ecstasy. The recordings indicated that they had engaged in practically non-stop sexual battles for a full day, getting progressively higher readings every time until finally they had completely exhausted each other.


This ship was strangely upset about the information. It had believed that Renara and Sholina were truly unique and in a class of their own, and to learn that there was another pair of operatives that not only rivaled them but actually exceeded their sexual capabilities was disheartening.


Suddenly, the ship got a transmission from the covert operations command: the contingency plan. It didn't expect the plan so quickly, but it was nonetheless pleased to receive it. As it analyzed the plan, it learned that the Krolien stealth frigate had a design flaw in the regulator circuits of its mass driver's energy bank. That flaw could be exploited remotely through a vulnerability that was known to exist in the Krolien targeting array. Basically, the ship could exploit the vulnerability if the frigate was targeting it, to cause the regulator circuits to fail and overload the energy bank, which would lead to a catastrophic electromagnetic pulse that would fry all systems on the frigate and knock out all level 4 ships within a radius of roughly 5000 km. That was less than the frigates engagement range, but it still put the ship in range of the pulse damage. Of course, the ship could easily withstand that, but it had to appear to suffer damage to maintain its disguise. The frigate might survive, depending on a bit of luck, but the main thing was that the overloading would look like an accident and the Krolien's wouldn't know the real cause of it. It wasn't a perfect contingency plan, but then again, contingency plans never were.


Just in time for the news, Renara and Sholina began stirring up from their slumber.

[YuriLesboLover]

I imagine the ship sounds like Vega from the Doom games.

[Hoborobo]

Very nice chapter! I love the creativity. Looking forward to how you progress this story

[JB57]

Looking forward to reading this! Just a note to my own readers: I've been very busy with work lately so I've fallen behind on a number of my own stories, including "Earth Girls are Easy." I hope to have things under control by the end of the month and finish off a number of stories at that time.

JB