Courier: a Taryn Clancy Story

EN ROUTE TO CORIALLIS

Taryn breathed a sigh of relief as she followed Voldt to the

Messenger

's airlock, Del and Bremen behind her. Pulled out of lightspeed by an Imperial Interdictor, she had managed to keep everyone cool while the commander and his stormtroopers searched the ship for evidence connecting them to the New Republic. Now they were finally leaving, convinced she was exactly what she claimed to be: a simple courier trying to make her way in the galaxy. She had no idea they were already on to her, and had hidden a tracking device in the cargo hold.

Arrogance personified, Voldt commed the

Requital

to confirm their permits and IDs were in order, eyes fixed on her. Taryn forced herself to meet his gaze, chin high, breasts heaving proudly beneath her flight jacket. The balding, middle-aged man had been ogling her from the moment he came aboard, his contempt for her youth and supposed neutrality only tempered by his obvious desire. Not that she could blame him. Tall and slender, with an ample chest, firm ass, and surprisingly well-toned body for someone who spent most of her time in a pilot's chair, she could make jaws drop and pants tighten when she wanted to, a mix of annoyance and hot pride blooming in her chest as his eyes roamed her tight body, observing the way her trousers hugged her round hips and long legs, the material tightest around the crotch to show off her juicy bantha toe and notable thigh gap.

"Everything checks out," he said as the four stormtroopers he had left behind to secure the hold rejoined them. "You're free to go, Captain."

He held out their permits and IDs, suddenly pulling them back when she reached for them.

"

After

we search you."

"Bastard," Taryn snarled as he shoved her against the nearest wall, dainty hands flat against the cool durasteel while he kicked her feet apart. Blaster rifles rose up when Del and Bremen moved to intervene, forcing them to watch while a smirking Voldt slowly patted her down, caressing and squeezing her supple body all the way to her ankles before standing up.

"Just being thorough," he sneered before pressing himself against her and grinding his throbbing erection between her luscious buttocks, forcing her to bite back a soft moan. "Who knows what contraband you might have hidden on a body like this."

He reached around and ran his hands over her flat midsection before cupping her breasts, her nipples hardening under his touch, her pouty bottom lip quivering as he began roughly kneading her through her thin white undershirt. Face red with shame, she glanced at Del and Bremen, the pair unable to look her in the eyes even as their pants slowly tightened around their growing lust.

"Mm,

so many

hiding places," Voldt chuckled as he released her breasts. He slid a hand down her front, finding her crotch. He rubbed her vigorously through her pants, Taryn shaking her head and groaning under her breath while he jumpstarted her libido. She whimpered when he undid her belt and pulled her trousers open, gasping when he slipped inside and found her wet heat. "

So tight

," he breathed into her ear. "

So deep

. You could have

anything

tucked away in here."

He fingered her aggressively, making her pussy squelch. Taryn constrained herself as best she could, grunting occasionally and only moaning when a sudden orgasm came over her, making her shake while she gushed all over his pounding digits. Voldt smirked, not stopping until her legs went weak; then he slowly withdrew before making a show of sucking her juices off his fingers.

Breathing heavily, Taryn turned around and pressed her back to the bulkhead. "You had your fun, Commander. Now get the hell off my ship."

Voldt chuckled at her post-cream bravery. "In due time, Captain,

after

I've finished my search." He stepped back. "Now, all three of you, take off your clothes."

Del snarled, earning a blaster jab in the back. Bremen glared. But they were only delaying the inevitable, Taryn pulling off her boots to expose her pretty feet. "Just do as he says, boys. That's an order."

She yanked off her jacket and threw it on the ground, fully revealing the long-sleeved flight shirt clinging to her melon breasts, her hard pink nipples clearly visible through the thin material. Hooking her thumbs into her waistband, she bent over and shoved her pants down, Voldt leaning over to check out her bare backside before she stood up and kicked the garment away, leaving her bottomless and giving everyone a good look at her dark pubic hair and creamy folds. She didn't bother hiding herself, fighting back a deep blush while watching her crewmates finish stripping, hazel eyes honing in on their pulsing, dripping erections, Bremen's size especially making her tingle. He was no Lando Calrissian (whose old

Flygirl

holopics still adorned her locker), but few were.

Held at bay, her crewmates could only watch with impotent rage as Voldt moved on Taryn, who reluctantly turned and put her hands back against the wall. "Just get it over with," she muttered, getting used to it.

Voldt stopped short, stunned by her firm, luscious ass. Then he grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head back, bringing his face so close she could smell his putrid breath.

"And where's the fun in that?" he laughed, before kissing her hard on the mouth, turning her stomach when he slithered his slimy tongue inside. Taryn didn't return it, holding back her disgust until he broke off and spit in her face. "You'll learn your place soon enough," he snarled, tearing her flight shirt open and exposing her flat midsection and oversized breasts before ripping it entirely off, leaving her completely naked.

Still laughing, he turned and shoved her into Del and Bremen's arms.

"See to your crew,

Captain

."

At his nod, the stormtroopers spread out around them, Taryn staring into the nearest black visor and wondering who might be watching on the other end of their helmet cams. She gasped when someone kicked her in the back of the leg--

"On your knees, meat!"

--dropping her in front of Del and Bremen, their fat cocks dangling mere inches from her face. She held her tongue. There was no use resisting, not with five blasters to their none, and when one of the barrels rose menacingly she reached out and grabbed Bremen's fat shaft at the base and began pumping it, making him groan while forcing watery precum from the tip. Leaning in, she nuzzled the underside before sticking out her tongue and slowly licking the delicate flesh, making the barrel-chested colonel gasp. Warming to the task, she glanced at the stormtroopers on either side of her before flicking her tongue, treating Bremen like a fleshy sweetpop. There was no use worrying about the cams or where the recordings might end up later; what was done was done, Taryn looking up at Bremen and waiting for him to meet her gaze before transitioning out of a deep lick and slowly engulfing his rod, her pouty lips sliding down half his length before she finally closed the seal and came back up, dragging her teeth and tongue along his sensitive surface and making him cry out.

Without missing a beat, she reached out and grabbed Del's cock and began pumping him in time with her sucks, both men gasping and rocking in place while she bobbed her head and jerked her fist like a Newport spice slut, brown wisps falling in her eyes. She held nothing back, doing her best to get them off in record time so they could get underway and complete their mission to warn the New Republic sector fleets that Coruscant had fallen to the Empire. Her playing ship whore again meant very little in the grand scheme of things.

It didn't take Taryn long to find a confident rhythm, and before she knew it she had both men groaning like bankrupt Toydarians, Del's precum oozing all over her hand and fingers. When Voldt called out "Switch!" she didn't hesitate, coming off Bremen with a loud slurp before leaning over and sucking Del into her mouth, bouncing her head up and down while giving the colonel's spit-soaked shaft the pleasure of her dainty grip. Unable to endure her pouty seal after such a luxurious tugjob, Del gasped and grabbed her head before firing, spurting his thick creamy load all over her tongue. "Don't swallow," Voldt ordered. Taryn rolled her eyes but did as she was told, gently sucking the last drops out of her copilot before letting him slip free. Turning to Bremen, she tilted her head back, letting Del's spunk pool in the back of her throat while pumping the colonel with both hands, her spit- and precum-soaked fists gliding over his bulbous shaft like a midnight maglev. He cried out moments later, arching his back before globbing his nut into her mouth. Taryn stared up at him, moaning as she felt the semen pool rise and swirl, a mix of shame and unbridled lust making her pussy drip.

She licked a few stray drops from her lips before closing her mouth and turning to Voldt, who freed his cock and began gently stroking to her. He wasn't nearly as big as her crew, but in her state that hardly mattered, Taryn's ample chest heaving while she tried to remain as stoic as possible despite her rock-hard nipples and engorged cunt.

"

Now

you can swallow," Voldt sneered.

Taryn glanced at Del and Bremen, who were already emerging from their refractory period and staring at her with barely concealed lust. She held their gaze like a true captain and swallowed their combined loads in one quick gulp, not even needing to tilt her head back to get it all down. As their cocks swelled, bigger than before, she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue to prove it was all gone.

"That's it," Voldt smirked. "Show your work, girl."

This time, Del and Bremen didn't even make a pretense of trying to save her when Voldt hauled her to her feet and shoved her against the corridor wall. Taryn glared at him, turning her head so he couldn't kiss her again. Instead, he attacked her slender neck, making her eyes flutter while he roughly kneaded her breasts. It wasn't long until his raging erection demanded more.

"Assume the position,

courier

," he ordered while jerking himself to her naked beauty. "I've got a special delivery just for you."

Tits heaving, Taryn turned around and put her hands on the wall before pushing her ass out and spreading her feet, tensing when he grabbed her waist, holding her breath when his cock teased her dangling folds. He entered her swiftly and without warning, Taryn hissing through her teeth as he shoved as deep into her dripping womanhood as his average length could possibly take him.

He took her roughly, grunting and swearing under his breath while pounding her hard enough to ripple her ass and make her pendulous breasts sway like nerf udders. He wasn't looking to impress anyone, let alone her. She was Taryn Clancy of the Core Courier Service, daughter of the legendary Kal Clancy and captain of the

Messenger

, but to Voldt she was just a warm wet hole for him to get his boulders off in, sweat dotting her forehead and shame reddening her cheeks while her friends watched him rut her with everything he had.

"Courier!" he hissed, cock jumping. "Courrrrier!"

He came with a disciplined roar, holding her tight while emptying his balls into nature's cargo hold. Taryn stared at the wall, taking shallow breaths while he ground against her and made sure she took every drop. Finally satisfied, he pulled out and gave her bum a sharp smack before stepping back, Del and Bremen staring vibroshivs at him even as their cocks raged.

Voldt stared at her glistening backside while tucking himself away and readjusting his uniform, finally letting out a regretful sigh. But in his line of work there would always be another helpless female to humiliate, and he was quickly all business again, drawing his blaster to cover Del and Bremen.

"Make it quick," he said to his eager troopers.

"Sick bastard," Del snarled as the white-armored underlings released him, cock sticking out in front of him like a tree branch.

"You'll pay for this," Bremen added, oozing precum.

Voldt ignored them, busy watching his troopers close in on Taryn, one pulling her off the wall and turning her around so she could watch them swing their codpieces open and free erections so much bigger than his own. Taryn swallowed nervously, making fists while her body continued betraying her by reacting positively to the situation. Everyone knew the Empire only allowed well-hung men to serve as stormtroopers, which made sense as it was a mark of genetic superiority; but these four were

exceptionally

large, so big they could give a Wookiee or Gungan a run for their credits. Taryn could only imagine Voldt must have selected them himself, the disgusting look in his eyes showing how much he was anticipating watching his superstuds reduce her to a quivering heap of flesh.

Nipples painfully hard, her soaked pussy still oozing Voldt's nut, Taryn lifted her chin defiantly before spitting at the nearest trooper, splattering cummy saliva across his helmet's dark visor. That earned her a backhand that spun her around and dropped her to the floor, Voldt's laughter like nails on a digiboard as he raised his blaster to keep her crewmates in check. Taryn groaned and pushed up on all fours, the ship swaying beneath her. Feeling like she had just downed a pint of Trandoshan sperm ale, she shook her head and tried crawling away, only for gloved hands to seize her firm hips and pull her sharply backwards--right onto a cock as long as her arm!

Taryn gasped but there was no escape, the stranger already kriffing her. Helpless, she dropped her head and closed her eyes while her tits swayed and her ass rippled, the faceless trooper taking her with slow, powerful strokes while he got used to her, which didn't take very long, his pace quickening until his armor and oversized balls were slapping rhythmically against her sweaty bum and sticky cunt.

While he pounded away, a second trooper knelt in front of her and smacked her with his cock before rubbing the fat head across her pouty lips. Taryn glared at him, moaning softly at the salty taste of his prejism. Not wanting to get hit again, she didn't resist as he pushed inside, his veiny girth sliding across her tongue before hitting the back of her throat.

The duo followed Voldt's example and took her hard. Taryn sucked but didn't even bother trying to bob while the newcomer treated her face like a sex toy, holding her by the back of the head while driving in and out. Glancing around, she felt a deep but arousing shame when she saw Del and Bremen staring at her jealously, their giant cocks hungry for another turn with

their

captain. It briefly took her back to her days with Kal, when her father would serve her up hot to visiting friends and dignitaries. She had hated those moments so much then, and only now did she understand just how good she'd had it, her pussy tingling as she began pushing back against the trooper ruthlessly invading her snug pink hole, his erratic motions giving away how close he already was.

The remaining pair, the biggest yet, stood silently on either side of her, slowly jerking their fleshy rods to keep them ready, knowing their turn would come soon enough.

The trooper in her cunt came first, pulling out at the last second to fire all over her back, aiming his spurts lower and lower until he covered the Core Courier Service logo and accompanying barcode laser-etched into her delicate flesh. He finished on her ass, splattering hot globs all over her glistening cheeks. Del groaned pathetically at the sight, heartbroken at seeing her defiled by someone else.

The trooper in her mouth stiffened but managed to hold off until his partner finished spewing. Drawing back until only the head remained in her mouth, he spewed thickly across her tongue, Taryn moaning as he quickly filled her up, his seed pooling in the back of her throat. There was

so much

of it, the trooper spurting several times before finally pulling out and emptying on her face and in her hair, making her groan like a reluctant Dantooine wife forced to suck cock to save the family farm. Spent, he slapped her with his slackening hose before standing up and moving aside.

"This is where the fun begins," Voldt chuckled, raising his blaster before Del and Bremen could lunge at him. "

Tsk tsk

. Maybe she's not the only one who needs to be taught a lesson." His smile turned sinister. "Tug yourselves off while you watch. And be thankful it's not you down there. My troopers have been out here so long they don't care what they kriff."

The third trooper, the second biggest dick in the room, grabbed Taryn by the hair and pulled her to her knees. She barely had time to grimace before he shoved himself in her mouth, his bulbous shaft stretching her pouty lips thin. She dutifully sucked him, his cock so big she had to grip him with both hands. Staring up at her reflection in his helmet visor, she gently bobbed her head while pumping her fists in time with her slurps. She could see out of the corner of her eye Del and Bremen pleasuring themselves to her ordeal, a single tear running down her cheek even as her pussy throbbed.

But her mouth was only the warmup, the trooper hauling her to her feet before turning her around and bending her over. Long legs still shaky, Taryn put her hands on her knees and concentrated on staying upright while he held her by the waist and rocked his bulbous prick between her creamy thighs, rubbing it vigorously against her slippery twat. This was holoporn-tier kriffing and she couldn't help gasping at the eroticism of it all, hazel eyes widening when she suddenly felt him adjust his hips and bring the fat knob to her puckered asshole. Thankfully, he had the courtesy to swipe his comrade's cum off her back and use it to tease her snug backdoor before pressing his spit-soaked cock to her hole. Taryn was no anal novice, not even close, but even she couldn't help grimacing as he applied increasing pressure until slowly entering her, taking quick shallow breaths and thanking the stars her lesbian lovers had found her juicy ass irresistible enough to regularly stretch her out with toys, strap-on Powerdrives, even their hands, feet, and whatever other everyday items that just happened to be lying around at the time.

Taryn groaned as he breached her defenses, her legs nearly giving out even while her body sealed tight around the monstrous shaft slithering up her tunnel into her gooey bowels, making her feel like she was dropping an extra large cargo load in reverse. It wasn't the most pleasurable sensation, but her body responded to the invasion as it usually did and she could only firm her jaw and hold her breath while squirting all over her feet and the

Messenger

's deck. She didn't dare look up and risk meeting anyone's eyes, suddenly feeling like the dirtiest spaceport slag in the galaxy and not feeling particularly happy about it.

The trooper took her quick, not even bothering to fully bottom out. Taryn stared at the ground while he rutted her, lifting up on her toes whenever he went particularly deep. Her ass was even noisier than her pussy, making the most disgusting noises and reminding her of a busy spaceport 'fresher. Not that anyone else seemed to notice, the others, including Voldt, pulling at their erections while the trooper treated her exhaust port like his personal cock sleeve. Unable to do anything else, Taryn closed her eyes and focused on the sensations within her body, her chest heaving and her pussy leaking down her inner thighs.

Voldt smirked. "What do you think of your precious captain now, boys?"

Taryn made a face, desperately wanting to defend herself but knowing she didn't have a leg to stand on. How many men and aliens in spaceports all over the galaxy had taken her just like this? Even thinking about it made her moan, her body starting to shake as the pleasure of being an anal whore slowly overtook her.