Message-ID: <49537asstr$1098238202@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Mail-Format-Warning: No previous line for continuation: Wed Aug 14 16:30:23 2002Return-Path: <hurricane567@hotmail.com> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Originating-Email: [hurricane567@hotmail.com] From: "Hurricane 567" <hurricane567@hotmail.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <BAY101-F42ZK5MkDeE90001b129@hotmail.com> X-OriginalArrivalTime: 19 Oct 2004 22:45:01.0582 (UTC) FILETIME=[44B6A2E0:01C4B62D] X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Tue, 19 Oct 2004 22:44:07 +0000 Subject: {ASSM} Drive Girls pt 1 (f, solo, mast, sci-fi) X-Original-Subject: [assm] Drive Girls pt 1 (f, solo, mast, sci-fi) Lines: 334 Date: Tue, 19 Oct 2004 22:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2004/49537> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: hoisingr, newsman <1st attachment, "drivegirls.txt" begin> My 1st shot at erotic fiction, slings, arrows, etc are welcome hurricane567@nospam.hotmail.com [assm] Drive Girls pt 1 (f, solo, mast, sci-fi) The huge mushroom shaped spacestation drifted silently in deep space. Arching away from it were lines of buoys, to keep other ships from drifting into the starship testing area. It was almost pointless, with the station being so far from the nearest hyperspace lanes, but it never hurt to be safe. Making it's approach to the station was a long range shuttle-for-hire. It passed over several much larger ships docked outside the station, all bearing the N-on-star logo of Nesbitt Drive Yards. The shuttle slowed infront of a hanger door; it slid open and the ship landed in the airlock with a thud. The airlock cycled, allowing the shuttle into the main bay. There were a few minutes of quiet in the bay, then the passenger door opened. A black haired beauty, tall and tanned, stepped out of the door into the bay. She straightened out her blouse and brushed the wrinkles out of her slacks as a man in a flight suit and helmet carried her luggage out of the ship. Even his flight helmet couldn't hide his red face. "What's wrong?" She asked him as she picked up her duffle. He shifted nervously from foot to foot. "Uh...are you Lori LaRouge? I mean, if you're not, well..." he stammered. There was some snickering coming from behind her. The woman turned around and found the rest of the shuttle crew (all men) leaning out of the pilots hatch, obviously amused by the other man's nervousness. "Guilty as charged. Are you a fan of my films?" That made him even more nervous. "Uh...um...guh...would you sign this, please?" he finally said, handing her his helmet and a pen. "No problem," Lori laughed. "Who do i make it out to?" "Dave!" "No, make it out to 'The Crew of TS 4567'!" The rest of the men just about fell out on the deck shouting their suggestions. "To the crew of TS 4567 XOXOXO Lori LaRouge" she wrote on the helmet and tossed it back to the man with a coy smile. Lori turned around and saw a woman walking towards them. "Allright, you boys behave, now!" she said as she picked up her bags. Lori gave a final wave as the ship turned around back toward the doors. The woman met Lori halfway across the hanger. "Fans of yours?" she asked. "yeah, i get that all the time." The woman extened her hand. "You must be Lori Anderson, then. I'm Sandra Bourne." "Pleased to meet you," lori said shaking her hand. Sandra was a medium size brunette, a bit on the plain side, dressed in a black and blue spandex jumpsuit with the Nesbitt Drive Yards logo on it. "Let me have a couple of those," Sandra said, taking Lori's suitcase and duffle. Lori shouldered her backpack and followed her through the doors. "I was told you were told this was a 'clothing optional' facility. What's with all the luggage?" Sandra asked as they rode a glass elevator through the ccenter of the station. "Well....i might be an adult film perfromer, but nudity all the time...." Lori said, watching naked women walk through the forest like atirum of the station. "There's no guys here, right?" "Not a one. There's 500 people living at working at this station, all women. I'm wearing clothes and my bosses will be, too, just to ease you into this." The elevator stopped, and Sandra led lori along a walkway across the atrium to the floor opposite. They passed up several more naked women before they stopped infront of what looked like a hotel room door. Sandra swipped a card hanging from a lanard around her neck in a slot in the door, which unlocked with a click. Lori followed her in. It did look like a nice hotel room, with a sofa, table, comm-unit, and bed. Sandra placed the card key on the table. "Bathroom's right there, but there's a group shower on every floor. Jania and Dr Nick are waiting, how long do you need to freshen up?" "Hmmm..give me about 40 minutes." Lori answered. "Ok, i'll be back then. See ya." Sandra said, leaving the room. Lori paced the room, checked her self out in the mirror, then took off all her clothes. She jammed them into the room's small closet, along with all her luggage. The doorbell rang exactly 40 minutes after Sandra left. She looked suprised as Lori answered the door in the buff. "Well, that didn't take long!" Sandra said, removing her tights. "Follow me." She tossed the tights in a garbage chute on the way to the elevator. It dinged up through the floors, finally stopping at the very top of the station. Sandra led her through what looked like a standard office cubicle farm, with naked women at every desk. At the end of one asile were double doors marked 'confrence room'. Sandra rapped once, then opened the door. There was a round table with 2 women in their early thirties sitting at it, one in a pants suit and the other in a lab coat. "You fell in step pretty quick!" the lab coated one said to Lori, looking up from the pda on the table. "Hmmm...usually it takes new recruits a few days, but...." the other woman said, getting up from the table. Sandra left, closing the door behind her as the women got up to meet Lori. The woman in the suit started."I'm jania nesbitt, owner of nesbitt drive yards. You can call me Jania." she said, shaking Lori's hand. "I'm Dr. Nicollette Johansen, head of the O-Drive Research Team, most people just call me Dr Nick." the other said, shaking Lori's hand with her right hand and unfastening the buttons on her labcoat with the left, revealing she wasn't wearing anything under it. "So is it Ms. Anderson, Miss Anderson....Miss LaRouge?" Jania asked, leading the others back to the table. Lori shook her head as she sat down. "LaRouge is just my professional name, you can call me Lori." Dr Nick pressed some buttons on the computer tablet in front of her while Jania casually removed her top and bra, letting her breasts bounce free. "Let's see, Lori Anderson, 30 years old, not married, no kids, that right?" she read off her pda "that's right." "born new miami, tau ceti prime, April 9, 2545, attended TC University, never graduated. Music major. What do you play?" "Trumpet and double bass." "I've looked at hundreds if not thousands of resumes for engineers, techies, pilots, whatever, but never at one for a porn star." jania stopped. "Is that the right term? Porn star?" "Actually we perfer the term performer, but it's no biggie." Dr nick asked, "So how long have you been in the business? This is quite a list of movies and awards. What's a 'Woodie'?" "About 8 years, it's a high volume buisness and the Woodie is an award given out by Adult Film Monthly." "i've watched a few of your movies," jania said, activating the big screen behind Lori with her pda." Lori turned around and watched a clip of her and a fellow male adult film performer go at it. "That's about the most engernetic orgasm i've ever seen, you and..."she trailed off as she consulted her pda,"...Peter Pole?" "Peter Poole, really. Nice guy, plays good tennis too." "Do you fake orgasms or are these for real?" Dr. nick flipped to a montage of Lori screaming, moaning, and fucking. "I'm not a big fan of fake ones. Exaggerated, maybe but not fake. Um, i have a question before we get too far." "Shoot." Jania prompted. "I'm not sure what starship designers want with me. I mean, the money's good but..What about this bit you wanting me to learn about ship engineering before i came over?" "As long as we're on that topic, lets see what you know about starship design. Give me a simple version of what makes a spaceship fly." Dr Nick answered. Lori took a few seconds to collect her thoughts, then started explaning. "A starship has a nuclear fusion drive that powers most ship systems; life support, gravity, hot water heater, whatever. It also powers the ion drives, shooting a stream of hot plasma for thrust." "Very good. What else?" jania nudged. "The ion rockets are OK if you're just trying to get into or out of orbit, or just puttering around your star system. If you want to leave your star system and fly to another, you need a drive that goes faster that light, a hyperdrive." "Anythging out there other than a hyperdrive?" Dr Nick asked, taking turns with Jania "There's space folders and jump gates, but neither of those have been perfected." "What does a hyperdrive run on?" "Antimatter." "That stuff's not cheap, is it?" "My Grandpa owns a '38 Tucker Saber, that thing stays parked because it's a gas guzzler." "And it's not because antimatter is super rare is it? Geo Political concers come into play, too.I remember my father, Gary Nesbitt, wringing his hands over what the High Bishop of the Church of Gort was going to do next.'An antimatter embargo will bring the Great Satan Star Union to it's knees!' or someting like that," she said, mocking the infamous religious leader "When i was in college, General Duckat of Ramel IV led a coup there, just to get his mits on the money it generates. That sent prices through the roof." Lori said. "A couple of months ago Free Waterfall Jr got elected PM of Sataris, running on a 'hyperdrives are bad for the enviroment' platform, then halted his planets exports of antimatter." Dr. Nick added. "Yeah, but he was a phoney. he had invested heavily in antimatter futures beforehand and made a killing until his accountant ratted on him." said Lori. "Then his citizens showed up at the PM's compound with pitchforks and torches." "So, some alternative to the antimatter fueled hyperdrive would be a good thing, right?" Dr. nick continued. "Yeah, I guess." "The O Drive is just that, a hyperdrive that doesen't need antimatter. We've been working on it for the last year and we think it shows real promise. We're this close," jania said, indicating a small distance with her thumb and fore finger. "out here at our proving grounds we're working out the last of the kinks." "Well, that's great, but what does it have to do with me?" Dr Nick consulted her pda again. "we're about to get to that. Do you know what telekensis is?" Lori looked puzzled. "Moving objects with your mind?" "Exactly." said jania. "Do you belive there's such a thing?" "Every so often theres some freak who claims he can bend spoons with his mind, but when someone puts him in front of a camera, he blows it and offers some lame ass excuse. 'The camera's messing with my aura' or something." Dr. Nick laughed. "So that's a 'no', right?" "The O Drive doesen't actually use telekensis, but the principle is the same. Any human mind, in the proper state, has the power to drive a spaceship faster than light." explained jania. "you're kidding, right?" "not at all." Dr. Nick answered. "anybody at all?" "We've found that women give better results than men...." Dr. nick started. "And they're less messy..." Jania interjected. "What?" Lori's puzzled look came back. Dr. Nick rushed to continue,"...but any human can do it. Me, you, anybody.And we're prepared to demonstrate it, as well." Lori mulled this for a moment. "Sounds impressive, but why me?" Jania and Dr Nick looked at eachother. "This is usually the part where people turn tail and run or at least laugh at us. I said 'a human mind in a certain state', right? The particular state that makes the O Drive work is an orgasm." There was an uncomfortable silence. Lori was the first to speak. "I knew someone was out there gathering materiel for Porn Bloopers 14 and there was supposed to be a pratical joke segment, but ya'll sure have gone through a lot of trouble." "No, we're serious." jania said. "Really?" "The 'O' is for orgasm. The mind produces a type of hyperspace field, then we use some equipment NDY developed to harness it and push a ship through the light barrier." Dr nick explained. Lori was unconvinced. "Right, sure, whatever. Where's the hidden camera?" "How about the demo?" asked Jania "Yeah, let's see that demo." Lori joked "Follow us, then." Dr Nick said as she headed for the door. Lori followed her, with Jania close behind, stepping out of her skirt. Back through the office they went, down a hall, then to another elevator. That took them to another hall in a lab section, then to a hanger. Inside this hanger was a heavy airlock door, and about a dozen clear orbs, each about 6 feet across. One of the orbs was sitting on a dolly in the middle of the hanger. The bottom quarter was filled with some kind of drive machinery, including some standard hyperspace coils, a rod with disks of gradualy decreasing size terminating in a chromed sphere. There was a plate above that, then the rest of the sphere was apparently for the passenger or pilot. There was some controls, and a basic life support pack, but where the pilots seat was supposed to be was a large pink hump, like a saddle, with a penis like protrusion jutting up from it's center but with a bucket-seat back. "A sybian for a seat? Now i know you're insane." Lori said as Dr Nick removed a slice of the upper orb, allowing access to the inside. "Go ahead, have a look." Jania offered."This is one of our prototypes and we use them to demonstrate the technology. It's pretty bare bones, just a short range O Drive, life support, some controls, and a battery to power it all." "What's these little metal studs all over the sybian?" Lori asked, rubbing her hands over the small domed buttons on the pink rubber. "That's to transfer the hyperfield from you to the coils. There's also some on the handles near the dorsal side of the sphere." said Dr Nick. She pointed to the lower quarter of the orb. "have a look at the drive section." Lori took a look. "I don't see any antimatter shielding. Can this thing really break the light barrier?" "Yup, but just barely. Some more testing will refine that, but for demo purposes this'll do." jania said. "Have you ever piloted a spaceship before?" "No." "Well, climb aboard and we'll explain." Lori climbed inside and sat astride the sybian, just behind it's probe but just ahead of the seatback. "There's a catapult inside that airlock. A little shove to get you clear of the station, then we'll pilot you from there and pick you up when you're satisfied." explained jania. "What do i have to do?" asked Lori. Dr. Nick reached in and pressed a few buttons on the lcd console. "here's the controls for the sybian. I have to warn you, we hopped it up a little, setting it to max may not be a good idea. Stick that, " she said, pointing to the probe, "in there," pointing to Lori's pussy," and ride it till that gauge reads 100%," pointing to gauge on the console. "Questions?" "you did wash this after the last person used it, right?" Lori asked as she scooted foward and slid the tool into her slit. "Of course, what do you take us for?" grinned jania. They pushed the dolly and the sphere towards the airlock, dr nick replaced the hatch, and the heavy doors opened. A ram pushed the sphere into the lock and the door slammed shut behind Lori. There was a crackle, then the radio came on. "OK in there?" came jania's voice. "Good, i guess. When do you want me to start?" "Whenever you're ready." Lori powered the sybian up to about half, and felt it buzzing away inside her. She had used one of these before, but never actually bought one. She rolled her nipples between her fingers and rocked back and forth, getting closer and closer inside the brightly lit airlock. The sybian did it's work, and within a few minutes, she moaned through her orgasam. She read the gauge. "25%? That's it?" she said out loud as the outer doors opened. "There's no gravity in the pod, so you might feel a little spacesick as we toss you out. I'd grab onto the handles if i were you." Dr Nick's voice warned. Lori did so, and her box gave a little tingle as the sphere was launched into space. "you're not going to get very far with just 25% power, try it again." jania said. Lori ramped up the power and started bouncing up and down on the tool, ramming it deeper and deeper inside her. the Pod rolled end over end, and she was soon looking at the station upside down. Up and down had no meaning in zero g, and lori was using the handles to get some leverage. Again she came, crying out in ecstasy. "Hey, we're up past 70%! One more shot ought to do it." Lori cried out. She leaned foward and started thrusting almost sideways, her head just inches from the wall of the sphere. Soon, another mind bending zero g orgasam. "In space, no one can hear you cum." she mis-quoted to the giggles of Dr Nick and Jania. She glanced at the gauge again. "100%. Now what?" "Orgasms come in fits and starts. The O Drive collects them and releases them in one steady stream. Even in hyperflight, you can keep masturbating, increasing the max speeds and distance. I'm going to give it one good burst, burning most of it in one shot. Ready?" asked Jania. "And this is where you pop out with the camera and say 'you're on Porntopia's Greatest Pratical Jokes'." Lori snorted. "Fire away." There was no countdown, no warning as the pinpricks of faraway stars suddenly became the white racing needles indicative of hyperflight. It was silent, and only lasted a few seconds, but Lori was so stunned by the flight that she held her breath. "Lori? You OK?" came Dr. Nick's voice over the radio. "What the hell??" Lori looked all around, but there was no sign of the station, only the blackness and tiny stars of deep space."Oh my lord! This thing really does work!" "Told ya." Jania replied. "What's the guage say?" "Uh, 15%. Is that enough to get back?" "Probalby not. Tell you what, keep masturbating and we'll keep the throttle open, give you a nice long flight. Sounds good?" Lori eyed the sybian's controls. She set it to max, and saw it had a timer. "I'll set the timer for a half an hour at max, see if you can get me back to the station." She set it to a 10 second countdown, leaned back against the seat, and held on to both handles. Lori screamed herself hoarse as the vibrator took off, reaching a mind numbing climax in only a few minutes. The pod began moving even before she came, but now it was picking up speed. She pulled herself up the seat, which had padded rollers in it's back, and pushed herself back down on the tool, bucking against it as the white hot needle stars shifted and rolled around her. She hit 3 peaks during those 30 minutes, and still had some charge left when the station came into view again. A small drone grabbed the pod and brought it back to the bay, where jania and Dr. Nick were waiting. "Convinced?" Jania asked as Dr Nick opened the pod. "Totally!" Lori answered as she got out of the orb."I was powering a starship! The faster i fucked, the faster it would go! After the 1st one, i don't think the O Drive dropped below 50% power." She paused to take a breath. "Shit, if i shot my last video on a cargo ship...." Dr. Nick laughed. "it's not that simple. But you are on the right track. let's go take a tour and discuss some specifics." As the three women left the bay, Lori gave the orb one last glance, smiled to herself, then ran to catch up with the others. <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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