A Story About Craig Cobin
Shortly after Benny's unusual run of luck, Craig Cobin got lucky himself. It all started when he decided to partner with Marisol Colon. She was the first one to get a high score from partnering with Benny, and Craig figured that maybe lightning would strike twice. Of course, the fact that Marisol had large, spanishy breasts and thick BJ lips also may have influenced his thinking.
Craig watched her talking to Susan Shinn over breakfast. Susan Shinn was another cutie but Craig had already had her (twice!). He was always on the hunt for new pussy.
And speaking of new pussy, he saw Michelle Delving walking by with her two brats.
Everyone agreed that Michelle Delving was
hot
.
Some women became fat and dumpy after having children. Their bellies and their asses became big, and their tits sagged down to their knees. But other women glowed.
Michelle Delving was one of those. A blonde in her mid 30's (she was one of the few who had dyed her hair after the cryogenic process had turned it white), she looked to have large, firm melons aching to be squeezed, and yet also a slender hourglass figure which made her look like the ultimate fuck toy. There were only two problems, and they were named Damon and Eva.
Michelle didn't arrive with Damon and Eva. Nor her husband Frederick, though she barely talked about him. Instead she cried and went into hysterics when she learned that Damon and Eva, her seven and eight year old son and daughter, hadn't been rescued with her. She cried and cried and cried and even put the Weeping Girl to shame with her hysterics. Hot Dog and Hamburger tried relentlessly to cheer her up, hopping from foot to foot and telling her it was all going to be all right, but it wasn't.
Finally after several weeks of crying and wailing, Damon and Eva appeared. Frog told her that there had been a mistake, a computing error, and they had been unaware that Damon and Eva had been in cryogenic preserve all along in the cryo room. Michelle was so ecstatic to see her little darlings that she didn't care, hugging them to pieces and wailing again, but this time with joy.
Everyone else, however, realized how odd and unlikely this was. Damon and Eva were the only children on the Space Station. As a rule the Federationistas didn't rescue children because they were too young to participate in the Experiment. And no one believed that the children had been overlooked because of a "computing error".
So who, then, were these two little children? They didn't speak much, and tended to stare. And when they stared, they made people uncomfortable. Especially the men.
Craig took to calling Damon and Eva Demon and Evil, because every time he tried to flirt with Michelle, they intervened.
He tried again as he saw Michelle and the children pass by his table. He knew it was hopeless, but Michelle just looked so sexy today with her heavy melons sticking out of her jumpsuit. Craig imagined himself creaming between them and knew he had to try again, no matter how hopeless it seemed.
"Hey Michelle."
"Hey Craig." She stopped and smiled at him. What a beautiful smile she had!
"How you doing?" he asked.
"Fine! Thank you for asking," said Michelle. "How are you?"
"Couldn't be better now," said Craig.
Michelle tittered.
"Mommy, let's go!" said Damon.
"In a minute, dear," said Michelle.
"But we're hungry, Mommy!" said Eva.
"Can't you wait just a minute, dear? I'm talking to Craig." She smiled again at him!
"No Mommy! We're hungry nooooow!" Damon wailed.
Michelle gave an apologetic smile. "Children," she said. "See you later, Craig?"
"Yeah," he gave a weak smile as she left.
"Cockblocked again!" said Dickie Weymouth.
"It's those monsters, those clones, whatever those creatures are," said Craig.
"You don't think they're children?"
"How could they be?" said Craig.
"Why would the Federationistas manufacture children to keep her away from men?"
"It's a challenge," said Craig, cocking an eyebrow. "Survival of the fittest."
"I guess that means you won't be passing your genes down to the next generation," said Ardis McDuff.
"Watch me," said Craig. He got up and went over to Marisol, his original target before Michelle had entered his field of vision. She was still talking and laughing with Susan Shinn.
"Hey hey," said Craig.
"I'm not fucking you again, Craig," said Susan immediately.
"I just came to say hello," said Craig.
"Sure you did," said Susan. "Which of us is to be your target today, Craig?"
"Hey there, Marisol," said Craig.
"Well, that answers my question," said Susan, crossing her arms under her breasts.
"You wait your turn," said Craig. He smiled at Marisol. "How you doing, good looking?"
"Fine, Craig. How are you?" Marisol asked, giving him a brilliant smile.
Marisol would not be a hard conquest for Craig. In fact, she was one of his easier ones. After her brief success with Benny Johnson, Marisol had partnered with Bruce Morton, Boris Glazer, and Gary Melchick and only gotten middling scores in the 500's. After that Marisol found herself less in demand.
She knew what Craig really wanted, of course. For him, it was all about the sex, and only the sex. But if that was the price to be paid to partner with him it wasn't such a great price to be paid. Craig with his long, crooked nose was not objectively handsome, but there was something exciting about being with him, the way he flirted and showered attention on women.
And he wasn't such a bad lover either. She reflected on that as Craig pounded her pussy really hard not thirty minutes later in his quarters, his long, hard rod poling in and out of her brown red-Spanishy vaginal lips. She was just wondering whether Craig would respect her any less for giving in so quickly when he stiffened and cried "Aaaaaaahhhh!" and sank on top of her with a satisfied smile.
*********
And, expectantly, they scored a 700, just like Benny Johnson.
They both instantly became popular again. This was the second 700 score for Marisol, first Benny and now Craig. She mated with a bunch of men in rapid succession, Emil Lacoaste, Brian Fuller, Arnold Richie, Durant Duran, and Kelden Amadiro, and got a series of mediocre scores once again. She pleaded with Craig to partner with her again, to see if lightning struck twice and who knows, perhaps they could score even higher--they were only a hundred points below the passing grade!
But Craig was not interested. Once he had slept with a woman, he seldom returned for seconds, excluding the Weeping Woman, who allowed him (and any other man) easy access whenever they desired it.
Craig's first post-Marisol conquest was Ida Martell. He had long been fascinated by her pear shaped breasts and her standoffish attitude. But the latter was no longer a problem after he scored 700 with Marisol. Amazingly, though, after they had sex Craig informed her that he had changed his mind and decided
not
to partner with her. Ida rightfully felt betrayed. She had opened her legs and her vagina to him and let him use her completely and now he had simply abandoned her. But Craig told her that he simply
didn't feel she was a good match
.
Craig did the same thing to Judy Wells and Anna Sorensen before the girls got wise to his method of operation. He was simply using the promise of partnering to get sex from them. He was doing what successful men had done since the beginning of time, parlaying their fame and fortune into access to vagina. But now none of them would have sex with him unless he made an ironclad commitment to partner with them. It was made clear to him that if he betrayed one more women, that none of them would have anything else to do with him.
Craig considered carefully who to select. He had been reluctant to partner with another women so quickly precisely
because
he strongly suspected that his 700 score with Marisol had been a fluke, a statistical anomaly, and that once he partnered again he would get the same middling scores as everyone else. So he tried to leverage his temporary popularity as best he could, fucking the sexiest women who on any other day would have turned their backs to him. First came Ida with her big pear breasts then Judy Wells with her big melons and then Anna, Anna who was well known to be a screamer in bed... and did not disappoint.
