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Subject: {ASSM} First Mate (MC, Fdom, Rom, preg)
Date: Sun,  3 Nov 2002 23:10:06 -0500
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Title: First Mate
Author: Homer Vargas
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Summary: The first mate has the misfortune to draw
Ethyl Walters as captain.  Or is his luck so bad?
Key words: MC, Fdom, Rom, preg
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First Posted 4/28/01
Last Edited 11/2/02


First Mate (MC, Fdom, Rom, preg)
Homer Vargas
vargas111@yahoo.com

It was so unfair; my first long space voyage after my
promotion to First Mate, and I had to draw Captain
Walters as commanding officer.  I had heard of Ethyl
Walters, the tough-as-nails commanding officer of the
"Venture" with a reputation as being demanding.  As
the first woman ever to captain a Federation frigate,
she had a lot to prove.  But she had been proving it
for the last several years by making the lives of the
men who served with her miserable.

To make matters worse, I discovered Captain Walters
was a very good-looking woman.  Although she was ten
or fifteen years older than I, she had a firm,
youthful body and once we were underway, she didn't
mind showing it.  She constantly wore the skimpiest
cut of uniform that regs allowed, clothes that showed
off her big boobies and a hard, round ass.  She seemed
totally unaware or indifferent at the effect proximity
to her had on a young NCO like me.  I was scared to
death of her, but too much a male not to dream of
getting into her bed.

At last one night I finally got a break.  We had been
traveling at top speed for several weeks when one
afternoon (Navy psychs insist crews keep a 24 hour
"day," even when our sun is an indistinguishable point
of light in the sky) a fanfare suddenly blared out
from speakers all over the ship.  "What is that,
Captain Walters?" I asked.  "That's no alarm I've ever
heard." 

"It's not an alarm," she explained.  "I set the
computer to notify us when we passed from the gravity
well of the Milky Way into that of the Spiral Nebula. 
This is the first time I have been outside our home
galaxy.  I feel like celebrating.  What about you?"

"Well of course it would be a first time for me, too,
Captain ..." 

"'Ethyl,' she smiled.  "Now that we're both strangers
in an alien galaxy, Tony, why don't you call me by my
first name."

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out.  Ethyl
grinned at me.  "I want a special dinner.  Think you
can arrange that, Tony?" 

"Aye, Aye, ma'am ... I mean, sure Ethyl." 

Needless to say, I was surprised at this display of
emotion from my hard-bitten commanding officer.  We
donned in mufti for the occasion, she a slinky green
gown slit high and strappy spike heel sandals.  Her
red curls were piled on her head except for one
dangling by each ear.  I managed a tux with no
cummerbund.  I was even more surprised when Ethyl
pulled several bottles of Bordeaux from her personal
stash for the meal I had prepared.  It was a dammed
good soy stroganoff, if I do say so myself, but the
wine sure helped.  As the night wore on and I saw
Ethyl having a little too much to drink, I started to
wonder if I might get lucky.

Discretely, I helped her have a little too much more. 
And what do you know?  As ice-cool Ethyl got tipsy,
she started to thaw.  In one way, I wasn't surprised. 
A woman with big squeeze-able tits like hers and wide,
man-devouring hips just MUST need lots of sex.  She
had to be used to men feeling up those glorious
knockers until she was crazy with lust and then
putting the wood to her.  She might have acquired an
amazing collection of sex toys to help her avoid sex
with crew members, but tonight I hoped she would find
out she couldn't do without the real thing.  The booze
was working on her.  The old minx was getting hot for
a little screwing.  Her inhibitions were slipping.  I
could see she was starting to remember getting laid,
just how it felt having a man push open those plump
legs and insert a fat cock into her juicy pussy.  She
would soon go wild unless she got some. 

She started giving me shy glances that gradually
turned into hot, hungry gazes.  When I suggested we
watch a video together, she willingly agreed and soon
she was sitting just a little too close to me on the
couch.  I pulled out a porn movie of a dentist who
uses N2O to get into the pants of his patients.  Ethyl
grinned when the young doctor got a mature, well-built
woman in his chair, laid her back and shot her full of
gas until she was giddy.  Ethyl giggled along with the
groggy woman as she watched Dr. "Hands" unbutton his
pretty patient's blouse.  The gassed-up woman squirmed
with pleasure when the doctor slipped her boobies out
of the bra and started playing with her nipples.  I
noticed Ethyl started squirming, too. 

The movie brought out a bawdy side to Ethyl I could
only have fantasized about. "That's it; feel the bitch
up. Make her so horny, you can screw her brains out,"
Ethyl muttered under her breath. I noticed my tipsy
commanding officer was slowly snuggling up to press
her self against me and when I looked down, I saw her
blouse had "accidentally" come unbuttoned, revealing
that lovely pair of big white tits. 

"Do you mind if I hold you like this, Ethyl?" I said
shyly, putting an arm around her gently. 

"Do, and I'll bust you down to ensign! You'd better
hold me like this!" she growled drawing my hand to her
breasts and kissing me passionately. "Oh, God, Tony!
It's been so long!" she sighed. "Oh, I thought I could
go without it, but I can't. That feels so lovely,
darling!" she moaned as I kneaded her boobs and
tweaked her nipples.

"I can't believe this, Ethyl," I gasped. "You are so
beautiful, so sexy. I've been dreaming of..." 

Another passionate kiss silenced me until she drew
back. "Don't talk, baby. I've got more important uses
for your lips," she moaned and pulled my face into her
bosom. "You are doing such a JOB on me. You really
know how to turn a woman on. You're getting me...
so... damned... horny...," she panted. "I've got to
get off! Diddle me, Tony. Diddle me good." she
continued to moan and guided my hand under her skirt
and up into her pussy. 

When my fingers slipped between her legs, I could feel
her pussy was wet. The woman was ready to be laid. As
I rubbed her clit rhythmically, she began to yelp with
pleasure as orgasm after orgasm hit her. I continued
stimulating her, almost cruelly, until she was
delirious with desire. "Give it to me, Tony! I've got
to have sex; I've got to have a man. It's been too
long since I had a real prick between my legs. I need
to be screwed. Come to bed with me, Tony. I need you
to fuck me." 

Frantically, she led me to her Captain's chambers.
"Come here, you stud!  Put me to bed and give me some
cock!" she gasped and she ripped off our clothes
pulled me into bed on top of her. I had never seen a
woman in such a frenzy to get laid. "Put it here in my
pussy, Tony!  Cram your cock down deep in me. Pump me
full of fuck until I burst. I've got to have a good
dicking; I've got to have it!" she cried as I slid my
prick in her steaming cunt. 

"Yes! Yes! You're in!" she exclaimed as soon as my
cock penetrated her pussy. "It feels so good, baby,
your prick deep in my pussy, just where I want it,"
she said softly now with more determination than
frenzy. Instantly, her legs locked around me and she
began to gyrate. "In and out ... In and out," she
whispered. "Just like it should be." Slowly I realized
her body had taken control of my rhythm. I was no
longer fucking her.  She was fucking me and I couldn't
have stopped her if I'd wanted to!  Her powerful
undulations were controlling my movements. She was
bringing me to orgasm. 

I had the feeling that something wasn't quite right,
but even if I had wanted to, I couldn't have pulled
out. Her legs were strong and her movements felt too
good. Instead, I gave in to her domination and seconds
later exploded inside her. Nevertheless her writhing
didn't stop until she had drained my balls into her
ravenous cunt. "Yes, Tony, now I have you," I heard
her say as, spent with passion, I dropped off to
sleep. But several more times that night I half
remembered being on top of Ethyl pouring cum down her
pussy hole. "Wake up a little, darling. Just enough
for one last time," she said. "I want to fuck you one
more time!" This time all I could do was lie back as
she coaxed my prick to erection. Then she climbed on,
and rode me to orgasm that turned out my light again. 

By the cabin light settings I knew it was late
afternoon when I awoke. I stumbled out of Ethyl's
cabin and found her at the controls of the ship. When
she saw me, she arose and took me in her arms. "Good
afternoon, sweetie. Have fun?" she grinned and kissed
me. 

"Wow!" I replied. "I sure did. Didn't you?"

"Of course, honey," she said leading me to the couch
in the control room. "Any woman would like spending
time in bed with a man like you! You dicked me five
times in one night. And it looks like we'll be having
a lot more such nights for a long time, Sure Shot."

"Sure shot?" I asked. 

"Yes, look at this," she grinned, handing me a paper
with a bright blue plus sign on it. 

"What does this mean, Captain Walters?" I demanded. 

"When did I become 'Captain Walters' again?" she
laughed. "It means just what you're afraid it means,
darling. I was fertile and we've been screwing like
rabbits.  It looks like now, thanks to you, I'm going
to be making us a baby.  You got me knocked up sky
high." 

"Impossible!" I gasped.

"Yeah? Well, just watch. In a few weeks I'll start
looking like what I am -- a the girl you 'got in
trouble.'  My boobs will get bigger; my hips will
spread out. By the time we get back to Earth my tummy
will be blown up like a balloon and I'll be slow
stupid and hanging onto you.  Everybody will wag their
heads and grin knowingly that while we were out alone
in space, the Captain let her First Mate into her
pants one night and got herself knocked up.  But
according to the Space Code, you will have to marry
me!"

"But how can the test be positive already?" I realized
something was dreadfully wrong.

"Well, yes, I have another little confession.  The
night you half remember wasn't last night. It was
about two weeks ago; you've been unconscious since I
seduced you.

"But why don't I remember anything?"

"Easy. Light tranquilizers and heavy sex. After the
last fuck each morning when had to get up to run the
ship, I gave you a drugged drink of water to keep you
sedated. And when I came back at night, I had a way to
keep you under control that was much more fun for both
of us," she laughed.  "Every time you stirred, I gave
you my tits to suck until you were hard and rode you
to an orgasm that put you to sleep again. 

"But how can you be pregnant?  Our contraceptives!" I
asked. 

"Ours?" she grinned. "I stopped taking mine as soon as
I saw you. Maybe it was just my biological clock, but
I decided the Navy would never assign me a better
combination of brains and body to make babies with,
sweetheart.  And, although I'm sure you're normally
very cautious before you take a young lady to bed,
First Mate Black was so excited about finally getting
his 'frigid' Captain into the sack that night, he
forgot to take his "before" pill."

I gaped, realizing what she said was true. 

"It wouldn't have done you any good, anyway,
sweetheart." she giggled.  "I switched them for
placebos as soon as you were on board.  I wanted to
make sure that when I had you in me, you would be
shooting with live bullets."

"But the celebration of entering the Spiral? Was that
just coincidence?"

"I have NO idea when we left the Milky Way, darling. I
programmed the computer that monitors our vital
functions to alert me when I was to enter my most
fertile time of the month," she grinned triumphantly. 

"You planned all this?  That night was just an act?" 

"A plan, yes, but not an act, darling!"  She kissed
me.  "I really do get horny when I drink and the wine
had me as high as a kite.  Porno movies *do* get me
hot.  When I let you feel me up, I did get terribly
aroused.  I truly loved the way you put the make on
me.  You used my tits perfectly to make me want it,
and bad!  If I hadn't already intended to let you fuck
me, I sure couldn't have stopped then.  And I wasn't
faking those orgasms when we screwed.  Your fingers,
tongue, and prick did make me come and come! All the
screams of pleasure were the real me. You had me
moaning with genuine ecstasy, but I had also made sure
that the sperm you were planting deep inside me didn't
go to waste."

I stared at her, dumfounded.

"The act was earlier, darling," she continued,
"Pretending NOT to want sex when I was dying to get
you in me.  From almost the moment I laid eyes on you,
Tony, I wanted your prick and your baby, but it took
time to come up with a plan to make you marry me.  I
had to grit my teeth when you brushed my tits or
'accidentally' bumped my ass when we passed in these
narrow corridors.  My body was crying, 'You're hot!
Let him do you. Spread your legs and let him fill your
pussy with his cum!' It was hard lying awake at night,
listening to your breathing in the adjoining cot,
wanting you cock planted in me.  But now I've got you;
my long horny nights getting off with my dildo are
over!"

"This is outrageous, Ethyl. I refuse to let you get
away with this!"

"On the contrary, my darling," she giggled, "You will
let me get away with this and a lot more.  You see, I
made a couple of marvelous discoveries that first
night.  First, I found out you really don't need to be
in the Navy for the money. Your father left you more
credits than you know how to spend, something I think
I can help you with," she giggled.  "Second, once I'd
got your prick in me, I discovered that I could do
absolutely anything I wanted with you.  The manly Tony
Black has a secret vulnerability.  You actually like
being sexually dominated by a woman.  And darling, I
am going to give you all the sexy domination you
crave."

"Ridiculous!"

"Tony, I have screwed around a lot, and I know what
turns men on.  I'll admit I never suspected it of you.
I thought playing the frigid female who gets
helplessly amorous when drunk would turn you on, and
it did.  But later when I had you in bed, I saw how
you responded to my commands.  You were helpless. I
know a little bit about hypnotism, so I stayed awake
when you slipped into that lovely semi-conscious daze
that overcomes a man after a good fuck. I tried a
simple induction, and you went under like a baby. I
took you down several more levels and planted a post
hypnotic suggestion that you crave sex with me. Each
time I screwed you for the last week, I put you under
again, tightening my control of your mind. By now I've
got you in the most deliciously total bondage to me,"
she giggled.

"What mumbo jumbo! I suppose you have grounds for a
paternity suit and are after a fat court settlement
from my father's estate. But 'marriage?' 'Bondage?' 
Come on!"

"So, you are angry with me?" she grinned. 

"Furious, you bitch!"

"And don't want to make love to me again?"

"After what you have done to me? Of course not."

"Then I guess if you now suddenly found yourself
really horny and wanting me to screw you, that would
prove I have some kind of hold on you mind, wouldn't
it?"

"I suppose," I admitted, warily. 

"Then get ready to test your bonds," she said and
rubbed her breasts. As her hands moved over her
breasts they seemed to expand to fill my field of
vision. "You are staring at me, darling. It's rude to
stare at a woman's boobs unless you are planning to do
something with them," she smirked. "In fact, you'd
better not look at all if you don't want to get horny.
I've found that young men who stare at my big, soft
boobies soon get an urge to feel me up. They get so
turned on they just want to undress me and take my big
titties out of my bra and kiss them and suck them."

"Could that be happening to you, Tony?" she asked
knowingly and started unbuttoning her uniform. I shook
my head, but continued to star at her as she stripped.
"I wouldn't mind that happening, darling. I haven't
had you in me for several hours so if you started
playing with my titties, that could get me excited.
Oh, yes, very excited," she hissed as she sidled up to
me. 

"No, no!" I protested as I fell on those magnificent
milk jugs 

"Oh yes, baby! I hope you know what you're doing to
me. When a man sucks my tits like you are, I get
really wet down here. See?" 

I didn't see, but I sure felt it, as she guided my
hand to her very soppy crotch. 

"Why not come with me to my cabin again for another
romp." 

***** 

After that night there was no question. Ethyl owned
me, body and soul and I really couldn't complain.  At
first there was not much change in routine; most of
the housekeeping chores were mine anyway, although she
insisted I learn how to care for her clothes.  That
was not much of a chore because she preferred that we
went naked to make it more convenient to fuck at her
slightest whim.

By the time we were on the way back to base she was
really starting to show -- and to slow down.  We were
spending more and more time in bed.  She still liked
me to fuck her several times a day, but had decided
that doggie style or riding me was more practical than
missionary position. Even more, however, she liked me
to massage her belly as I fingered her to orgasm or to
eat her to one soft come after another. 

Our baby girl, named Andromeda, what else, was born
just two weeks after we arrived.  (What HADN'T this
woman planned?)  There was barely time to organize the
wedding before Ethyl went into labor.  Although many
of my friends and classmates were surprised I was
marrying my commanding officer and a woman
considerably older than I, most of them shared ribald
congratulations for having seduced the "sexy old
bitch."  If they only knew!  Actually, several of them
soon found out.  Ethyl told me several of her
like-minded friends had found new toy boys that day on
my side of the aisle.

As the time for her maternity leave drew toward a
close, I started to feel worried. First I knew I was
going to miss Andromeda terribly when the "Venture"
had to take off on the next mission. Second, Ethyl was
having such fun nursing and playing with our daughter
-- such a beautiful little girl -- how could you blame
her for not starting to making arrangements for day
care while we would be gone. 

Finally the day for Ethyl to report to FedNav
headquarters to pick up our orders arrived.  When she
returned she didn't want to talk about orders, but was
boiling with lust.  She didn't even let me put dinner
on the table but insisted we go straight to bed.  She
fucked me like a wild woman.

When I woke up next, she was in a much better mood. "I
love you so much, Tony," she confessed as she lay in
my arms after what must have been an early morning
roll in the hay.

"And I love you, darling."

"You're not resentful at the way I tricked you into
marrying me?"

"Tricked me into having the smartest, sexiest wife in
the galaxy?  Not very! You know I'd do anything for
you."

"Oh, Tony, I love you for saying that and meaning it.
I have a really big request to make."

"Say it, sweetheart." 

She looked at me carefully, judging me. "Tony, I don't
like the idea of strangers taking care of our baby."

I was confused. "Neither do I, love, but we can't take
her into space with us until she's eight or she'll
never develop balance."

"I know, love. That's why I think it's best if one of
us stays with her.  We can't both go on the Venture
when she blasts off."

"No, Ethyl, darling. It's too big a sacrifice. You
can't give up your career, even for Andromeda.  You've
worked a lifetime to get where you are."

"OH, Tony. I knew you'd understand," she squealed.
"You won't regret it, I promise,"

"'Understand what?' 'I won't regret what?' Now I am
confused, Ethyl"

"Don't you see darling? I will still command the
Venture. You will stay home and take care of
Andromeda.  And when I come home... Well if I didn't
calculate wrong, stud, some time during the last week
we have been fucking, you made Andromeda a little
brother or sister."

The End 

Comments please to Homer Vargas vargas111@yahoo.com 

In particular, this story almost begs for an alternate
ending in which Ethyl leaves Tony home with the kid,
but goes off with another man promising to bring him
home another baby to take care of.  After all he was
just her FIRST mate, not the only one. Indeed, with a
little tweaking, we could probably discover that the
first baby isn't Tony's either.  But I'm just not in a
nasty enough mood right now.


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