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Alan Scarlett and the Scarlett Virus

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Chapter 31: Squadron Commander’s Office

Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 31: Squadron Commander’s Office - A deadly virus is loose in the solar system. If left unchecked, it could kill all life on Earth and her colonies on Mars, Luna, and Venus. Created as the ultimate weapon, it got loose and wiped out an entire colony. Only one person has the skills, the brains, and the political backing to do what needs to be done to stop the virus, but he's only eleven years old. He's got some training to do.

Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Romantic   Heterosexual   Fiction   Military   Science Fiction   Space   Massage   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Petting  

NSS McDivitt, December 1, 2141
Squadron Commander’s Office

“It’s out there, we’ll find it,” said Hilde as Alan studied a map of the local area that Noxie was projecting against the whiteboard. It was a “live” map constantly being updated with the McDivitt’s radar and AWS (Asteroid Warning System). It also showed bright pinpoints of light where their searching spacecraft was located. Red lights for the Werewolves, Purple for the Berserkers. (Hilde assigned those colors)

Alan didn’t move or reply. He was asleep. He looked like he was standing, studying the boards, his Velcro boots caught on the Velcro carpet, but his crossed arms uncrossed and floated gently in front of him. “Noxie, off,” ordered Hilde,

“Yes honey bunch,” said Noxie, and the office went dark. The only light came from their terminal monitors at their desks.

“Did Alan program you to call me that?”

“Yes honey bunch,” then one of Noxie’s round, luminous blue eyes became a straight line of blue, then returned to circular. He just winked at her. She untied Alan’s Velcro boots and gently “unplanted” him from where he had fallen asleep, leaving his boots behind and carried his sleeping body to their adjoining joint cabin. He’s flown multiple search missions and was exhausted.

There she carefully unzipped his flight suit and pulled it off and put it in the laundry, then took him to their bunk. The best way to describe their bunk was a cushioned closet. She felt so sorry for him. A Lieutenant JG, he just turned 21, and he’s in command of a flying unit and is doing the mission planning for a second unit. The night before, she had a talk with the captain. “He can’t go on like this, he’s burning himself out, can’t his executive officer help?”

“His XO is enroute to Mars, along with your XO,” said Captain Baker.

“What is this, trial by fire?”

“Yes,” said Captain Baker without a pause. “Captain Schirra sees something in this boy and his orders are, ‘Let Scarlett run with it, let him do it his way.’”

Hilde decided to stand by him and offer all the help that he asks for. In the end, she got a flying schedule for her troops that was perfect in every way. It’s like he’s been scheduling sorties and crew rests his whole life. When she asked him how he drew up the schedules, he had to think for a moment. “I see what needs to be done, and I do it.” He shrugged, wondering why nobody else thought of that formula. “I see the crews as part of a jigsaw puzzle and I can see where they fit into the big picture.”

She gave him a bird bath and took one herself, then opened the door to the bunk and eased him in there. He was asleep the whole time. She floated in next to him and activated the bunk and the cushions gently inflated with air, pressing together gently. She closed the door and added oxygen to the air balance and soon she was asleep too.

She didn’t know how long she slept, but she realized that Alan was feeling better because she woke to find the cushions deflated and he was between her legs, gently licking her pussy. He had somehow pushed their silver butt plug in her ass while she slept, a sign of what was to cum!

Hilde groaned. It felt so good to have him suckling and lapping at her pussy. Two fingers easing in and out of her sodden cunt. So perfect, so exciting, and so different to the way Yin makes love to her. While Yin’s tongue feels like a demented butterfly tap dancing on her clit, Alan feels like a lion gently savoring its favorite meal, getting ready for that big bite. Hilde couldn’t wait to introduce him to Yin. Yin has already said that she wanted to meet Alan. She’s going to love him, too. Hilde sighed as Alan eased a third finger into her pussy and she clenched his digits with her vaginal muscles. “You’re awake,” he whispered.

“I have the greatest alarm clock in the world,” she sighed. “A big dick.” She pressed her feet against the upper cushion and pressed, which pushed her ass against the lower cushion. She was now immobile and they could play like they were in gravity. “Fuck me, give me your baby,” she whispered.

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