Space Wrecker
III
I am very sorry to my loyal readers for the great delay. Due to circumstances beyond my control, I had to move. Details do not matter but I found myself homeless due to wildfires and subsequent flooding, (second time in less than four years) so I quit my job and moved to two acres in the White Mountains to start over. I had less than six months to get a septic in, solar, fence, pole barn, too many tasks to list. However, I am truly off grid now. So unfortunately, writing had to take a back seat. However, fear not for these stories still haunt my dreams and slowly but surely they appeared on my screen between tasks.
SO here is SW3, it was a little rushed, and unedited since I have no cell, nor internet as of yet (Have to drive 30 minutes just to get cell service. T-mobile roaming sucks!). Not sure if I am ready to pay Mr. Musk over a thousand a year of my very limited retirement money to use his satellites.
The U.N. Galveston jumped into normal space right on time and place. Chief Warrant Officer McAdams looked up to the screen seeing the warning of an incoming ship. The U.N. Galveston's transponder appear next to EWS 36C. A quick tap on EWS 36C's icon showed, a radar cross-section of the Galveston that matched U.N.N. records. Tapping the screen, confirmed the Galveston's filed flight plan and the tag certificates, one allowing it to 'jump in' the buffer zone. A known ship that has proven she can stop fast enough, to safely, enter the inclusion zone at speed. An impressive feat for a ship that large, thought Chief Warrant Officer McAdams after reading her tonnage.
Opening the Galveston's, filed flight plan, it showed a single day layover from Taurus, for resupplies, with warehouse twenty-one filling that order. Checking for open berths near the warehouse twenty-one..., fifteen was open. Chief Warrant Officer McAdams assigned the Galveston to berth fifteen and was about to hail the incoming ship when a note appeared on the file. The Galveston was on the military's tagged ship list.
McAdams opened that file and hit the appropriate tags, incoming ship, single day layover, resupplies. McAdams hit the last tag as the Galveston itself pinged with two life forms aboard. When he hit the send key he saw the obscure email address, he sent enough emails over his career to naval intelligence to recognize that address. Chief Warrant Officer McAdams did not give it any more thought as to why Naval Intelligence would track a civilian wrecker. He closed the file and opened a sub gamma channel.
Julie and I were laying on our sides, under a blanket on the couch. I had one hand over her side and it was snaked between her full fury 'D' cup breasts. She was purring as I groomed the back of her ears and neck. We both were naked and I was enjoying the feeling of her furry butt against a certain body part.
We had been asleep when SARA informed us of the last FTL jump was within five minutes. Julie did not like sleeping nor even being in bed when we drop into subspace. Subspace gave her bad nightmares when she slept during one. They did not seem to bother me. I have slept through hundreds with no problems.
However, to keep her happy I came out with her and sat on the couch. We had thrown the afghan blanket over us. We were sitting up, cuddling, and discussing what we needed to do and what order when we got to Fort Briggs space station when SARA fired the FTL capacitors ripping a hole into sub space, 'dropping us in'.
Twenty minutes and sixteen seconds later, we broke into normal space, or 'jumped out' of sub space. SARA immediately started the thrusters in full reverse. We just traveled ten-point oh eight light-years to within four light minutes of space station Briggs and we had ended up in this position. I think I was grooming her to keep her purring which felt good on my chest and well..., personally I loved to lick that one special spot just where the hood of her cat like ears folded in next to her skull, just below her golden blonde hairline. It was one of her definite erogenous zones.
Digging my fingers in that spot can make her shake and orgasm if I combine it with scratching just above her tail, just like the barnyard cats back on my father's farm. It was one of her major erogenous zone, but just licking and grooming the amber fur behind her ears, just made her purr. A deep, chest shaking type of purr that can shake the whole couch, or if we are snuggle, it can shake my whole body, down to my toes.
To be truthful, I looked for any excuse to have my hands on her body. Julie had those extra wide hips, which every digitigrade species possessed. Ones that traveled for three extra feet with each step moving her large bubble butt. Her light amber body fur was a thick, course type fur without a under coat, one that could swallow your fingers as you ran them through it. It contrasted with her white, chest, rump and lower facial hair. That white fur was that thick, fluffy type that I could dig my fingers into all day long, as I searched for certain, 'erogenous zones', a real live plush toy. Combine that with her long tail..., well I could spend hours walking behind her, enjoying the view alone.
I loved the way her tail poked out of her kofer as she walked, as it brushed her lower kofer's sides, it moved it just enough to give me hints of her white fluffy ass. It made me hard as a rock every time I looked. Not to mention the way it felt on certain body parts, as it just happen to be at that moment, snuggled in between us, and her white fluffy ass cheeks as we lay on the couch.
I had just asked SARA to remind me to get a brush for Julie when she informed us of an incoming message from Fort Briggs.
"SARA, can you play it in here please," Julie asked.
I went back to grooming Julie's ear and neck.
"U.N. Galveston, this is U.N.N. Fort Briggs space station, do you copy?"
Julie looked up to the ceiling before answering, a habit she picked up from me. "Space station Briggs. This is U.N. Galveston we copy."
"U.N. Galveston, we have you inbound passing Early Warning Sentry 36C. Maintain current course. Slow down to inner stellar speed. We have you berthing at berth 15. Welcome back Galveston."
"Space Station Briggs, Maintaining course. Slowing to inner stellar speed, and berthing at 15. Good to be back Briggs."
Julie snuggled back into me. I pulled her in tight, and let her drift back to sleep. I woke several times checking the salon's main screen. Just making sure, we were slowing to the proper speed before hitting the EWS-36B. Unladed, certain commercial ships were allowed to 'jump in' closer. As long as they have been, certified, to being able to slow down in time. Something I found out when I was filing the Galveston's flight plan before we left the salvage yards above Taurus. I did not know whom to thank for that, but they just saved me twenty-four hours of drift in time.
I was startled awake, when Julie got up and tried to, gently pull her tail out from between my legs. I lifted my leg allowing her to pull it out.
She turned and nuzzled my neck saying, "Go back to sleep love."
I watched her head into her bedroom, then into its bathroom. Watching her naked ass walk away was a bad idea. I struggle out of the comforter and headed to the other bathroom to do the early morning hard-on pee. Instead of fighting the aim, I just sat.
It was still a little early so I crawled back into bed after visiting the bathroom and slept some more. I woke a second time when I felt something wet tickle my second morning hard on, or was it still the first one still? Looking down I saw my kitty grinning up at me. Her long dirty blonde hair was, wrapped, in one of her micro fiber towel turban thingy. She had forced my legs apart and was laying in between them, teasing my morning hard-on with her long sensuous tongue.
Julie had a slightly shorter muzzle, compared to a full blooded Felidae-ians, as a result of that, the sides of her mouth ended in the sides of her cheeks, somewhat, where she can move them into a true human type facial gestures, like the human type smile she was sporting at the moment. Actually she was giving me more of a sensuous smile as she slowly snaked out her long tongue and teased my hard on. With that playful smile, she wrapped her extremely long, flexible tongue around my cock.
All I could do was moan in pleasure as she pulled back saying, "Time for kitty to get her mornings cream."
I groaned knowing I was in trouble, as she rested her long fingers and claws against my hips. Any resistance or refusal and she would tap them against me reminding how sharp they really were. Like I would!
Julie had this thing with my ejaculate. She told me once it carried my scent, and she loved the salty flavor of my human cum. She opened her muzzle and took me in one swallow using her long k9's to trap my cock between them, as she used her long, dexterous tongue and the roof of her mouth to tease my glans. I was not going to last, and of course, resistance, is futile as I shifted a little and felt her claws on my hips.
She pulled back to line her long canines with the bottom of my cock's head and used her impossibly long tongue to tease just the tip and its sides. I forced myself not to wiggle or fight out of her grip as I moaned out, "OH my god Julie! Please, stop, oh shit, oh my!"
In less than a minute, she reduced me to tears as I came. "Damn..., IIiiitttTT!"
I flinched a little feeling her claws, as she moaned, "Yuuumm," around my cock as she milked me.
I hissed and tried to pull away as I felt her furry paw take hold of my straining cock stroking it with her soft furry hand. Oh shit! She was going for a two taster this morning.
"Damn it girl, are you in heat or?"
Julie smiled at me, "No, maybe it's a little residual from the other day." Then she grinned at me and licked the tip making me hiss in pain and pleasure. "Now about that gym?"
"No!"