SANOON SAREM - THE HOORMAN CHRONICLES by Stanley Stephens


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SANOON SAREM - THE HOORMAN CHRONICLES

Stanley Stephens


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No. words: 51000
Categories: SciFi and Fantasy Erotica             
Published 08 / 2009
 

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SYNOPSIS

Sanoon is back in the hands of the Hoorman slavers after returning from the planet Largess, where she had saved the Hoor Elvin. Sold to Zzee Dzee, the Human wife of a retired slaver, Sanoon is taken to a ranch out in the wilds of planet Hoor where she is treated no better than any other Human female captive of the Hoors.

But her mistress is planning escape and enlists Sanoon’s help in fleeing the planet. Getting away from Hoor is neither simple or painless for the two runaway Humans. This is one of Sanoon’s wildest adventures in the distant future when Human females are a commodity much in demand by randy aliens.

EXTRACT

Orfanna wasted no time in introducing me to one of the Hoors sitting drinking on a stool at the bar amid the expensive gloom. “Sanoon, this is Maddo, he used to be an officer on my old ship, PURPLE NIGHT. You’ll like him.” Before I knew what was happening she had pushed me forward so I had no choice but to straddle his legs. Maddo’s hands made a grab for my hips; lifting up the inadequate flaps of my tittle expertly in the process. He must have been already at the salute as his prong was inside my slippery cunt even as my bottom landed on his thighs. He smiled at the surprised look on my face. “I bet you’ve never had one of these before, Sanoon,” he smirked. He was an ugly customer; one of the front-line Hoormen who had made a career out of searching out strange and exotic worlds for fresh slaves to sell. One of his eyes had been replaced by an Optic Bioscope, and he sported an unHoorlike mop of long black hair as well as a swarthy complexion. His stubby nose was soon just about buried between the twin mounds of my uplifted bosom. While I might have been gagging for some real sex after the warm-up preliminaries with Orfanna, I hadn’t expected, despite being on planet Hoor, to find myself in the arms of one of the locals. I’d assumed Orfanna was going to take us to where some cock-hard Human males were waiting just to pleasure a couple of girls like us, but I was half-wrong. My new friend Maddo had every reason to be smiling as he wasted no time feeling me up with obviously professional hands while I got used to the feel of his prong inside me. Maddo looked like a Hoor, he smelt like a Hoor and he acted like a Hoor, but the meat I had inside me didn’t feel like any Hoor-cock I’d ever had before. If there’s one thing a Hoor is good at it’s making a fast but comprehensive circuit of a lady’s assets, and Maddo was all Hoor in that department. “It’s different, isn’t it?” he said. I could only stupidly nod my head, before the old familiar waves of pleasure began to build up somewhere south of my navel and deep inside me, driving out any higher levels of reason or sense. Orfanna was doing it too, although a little more discreetly than I was. These tittles certainly made for a no-nonsense approach to copulation. While I was happily sitting on Maddo’s lap, Orfanna, as I could make out off to my left, was enjoying the attentions of another rough-looking Hoorman standing at the bar. She had been allowing him to feel the smooth exposed expanse of her buttocks as she emptied a glass of red liquid, then, almost casually, he was behind her. With one swift movement he had hauled her without protest onto the top of the bench and was obviously inside her as the Hoor female hung on to the bar for support, her partner humping her with abandon. Nobody seemed to pay either of us any overt attention.

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