Erotic Short Stories
Erotic Fantasy SciFi and Fantasy Erotica
Setting:
Future/Different World
Published
08 / 2006
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SYNOPSIS
This is book SIX in Stephen Stanley`s cult space sex adventure series.
One of Sanoon’s wildest adventures began when she met a pirate captain and followed him as one of his crew aboard the flying ship, the FUKMEDED.
As the only female among the randy crew, and going about her duties naked for most of the time, Sanoon understandably has a hard time of it, but nothing our plucky girl can’t cope with.
One of a series of books (the illustrated edition contains two dozen black and white line drawings) in which Sanoon herself relates her entire erotic career, giving the lowdown on her sexual conquests, amazing adventures and narrow escapes with wit and dry humor.
EXTRACT
There I was, held firmly into place by the harness, my arms above my head, my hands
holding onto the gnarled dark wood of the bowsprit, and my legs gripping the beginning
bulge of the great hull behind me. From my position, it felt as if I was riding the
FUKMEDED across the sky. The sea glistened far below me with clouds scudding past between
the clear blue waters and the sky-ship. I was a naked gargoyle flying through the air,
and the old ship seemed to respond by surging forward at a gallop. At times I could
hardly catch my breath as the rushing wind sucked it from my lips and my body became a
mass of goose bumped flesh in the fresh draft.
After a while it almost seemed that I was experiencing the first flushes of an orgasm.
While my legs were splayed to either side of the bow post, my bare groin was wedged into
it, and impossibly it felt as if there was something trying to worm its way into me. The
ship gave a sudden lurch and the far off horizon rose above my sightline, and at the same
time I knew I could feel the well known bulk of a prick filling me. As I was firmly
strapped into place acting as a living figurehead for a pirate ship at the time, there
seemed nothing else to do but go along for the ride. As the FUKMEDED flew on through
clear sky and cloud I sang my own song of joy and exultant pleasure. My breasts throbbed
and my nipples turned so hard they hurt.
They came down on ropes and set me free just as the red sun burned low behind us. I
had to be carried bodily back to the Captain’s cabin I was so stiff and it took an hour’s
massage by the Doctor and half a bottle of strong drink to put some feeling back into me.
“How was it?” Captain Gaminara asked.
“It was the oddest thing,” I replied. :I could have sworn I was actually being shagged
by the ship itself. I must have been hallucinating.”
“We heard you from up on the deck.”
“I think I got a bit loud at one point.”
“The ship must have appreciated having a new figurehead even if it was just for a few
hours,” the Captain said. “You can sleep here tonight, Sanoon.”
I did two more shifts as ship’s figurehead, both times feeling that same flush of
climax as real rather than wooden breasts acted as symbolic guides for the FUKMEDED.
