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 MIR - A Trip to Heaven and Back (MMF, blkmail, preg)
 By Kristen Kathleen Becker

 Shannon Bennet could barely think; the tremendous
 pressure she was experiencing was even more than she
 had been prepared to expect. At 20-plus G's, her mind
 was numb, and she felt herself blacking out.

 Fear and excitement coursed through her tense body,
 each emotion battling for domination. To help combat
 the stress that threatened to overpower her senses,
 Shannon thought back to the events that had put her
 in the padded seat aboard the Space Shuttle Atlantis,
 heading for a nine-month mission on the Russian Space
 Station MIR-19.

 It had been a long ride, much longer than the two days,
 three hours, 49 minutes, that this journey to the
 MIR-19 would take. It started four years ago, almost to
 the day.

 Shannon's mind ranged back to those first days of
 training in Star City, Russia; the shared training with
 her fellow-astronauts and the MIR-19's primary and
 backup crew members.

 How strange everything had been back then. She was
 amazed how comforting those memories were to her in
 the present stressful situation.

 This seventh joint mission to the MIR-19 was critical.
 A lot was riding on her unique experience as a top
 systems analyst. She was the best flight systems
 specialist at NASA, and that was the only reason she
 was there. Shannon knew that the bigwigs at Mission
 Control hadn't really wanted a woman for this mission.
 With a faint smile, Shannon thought: 'Well, you just
 don't have a choice now, do you?'

 It had been a tough, uphill fight to get to the top,
 but she'd made it. It was truly the best feeling she'd
 ever had, finding that she'd won a place on this
 mission.

 As the sounds of a distant mechanical voice popped and
 crackled in her earphones, she was brought back to the
 present. "STS-89 Atlantis, this is Ground Control.
 Please remit status in 10..."

 Shannon knew the main boosters were about to fall away
 and, sure enough, within seconds of the ground contact,
 there was a bump, then silence... What a feeling, to be
 released from the titanic force of the booster engines
 and to be in the silence of space, drifting toward
 their destination at 17,800 miles per hour!

 Shannon heard Mike Warren, mission commander, respond
 loud and clear: "Mission control, STS-89, status clear,
 time Zulu 0098/24, AOK."

  Shannon was glad to know for sure that everything had
 gone well. No matter how exciting a space mission might
 be, there was always an underlying fear that something
 would go wrong.

 Mike turned in his padded seat and smiled at her,
 giving a thumbs-up sign. "We're on our way! What a
 sight, huh?"

 Shannon looked out through the superplex view screen,
 and agreed it was truly awe-inspiring ... space in its
 enormity. Yes, it was truly humbling.

                            *

 The next two days were uneventful. The daily routine
 was simple, devised to reach their destination as fast
 as possible: Keep the instruments transmitting; eat;
 sleep; stay alert.  One thing Shannon wasn't too happy
 about was the waste management system. She'd never
 gotten used to peeing through a catheter, and was
 looking forward to the gravity cell on MIR-19. There'd
 be a toilet there that would work more or less
 normally, even a static shower, and after two days in
 space that seemed like a luxury.

 They were now in MIR-19's vicinity - their equipment
 told them the station should be visible, but though
 Shannon had been looking intently for the Russian space
 vehicle, she was still unable to see anything man-made.

 Just then a shout in her earphone exclaimed: "Look at
 that!"

 She quickly looked round, and saw a strange metallic
 shape moving past their craft.

 The commander said: "Space crud. We must be close to
 the MIR now. Kind of a shame that man has to dump his
 garbage into space."

 Shannon looked carefully at the object sailing by, and
 noted that it was a net bag, full of refuse; she saw a
 'Coke' can in the garbage held together by the net.
 "Well, it looks like they get all the comforts of
 home," she murmured, to no one in particular.

 Suddenly a shining star appeared ... No, it was the
 sun, reflecting off the MIR's solar array. How beau-
 tiful it looked, hanging there in space, all bright
 and shiny.

 Shannon had heard so much about the ageing space
 station that she'd pictured it a rusting hulk, or
 pitted shell. But this craft looked almost new, at
 least from a distance.

                            *

 Docking was a real effort. Even with the NASA-designed
 module, it took almost three hours before the air-locks
 could be safely opened.

 The first thing Shannon saw through the open hatch was
 the face of Nikolai Budarin. He had smoky gray eyes,
 pitch-black hair and a smiling face. She had trained
 with Nikolai almost a year and a half ago. He was from
 Kirya settlement, Chuvashia, Russia, and he had a wife,
 Marina, and two sons.

 He reached through the hatch, and said in Russian:
 "Shannon, good to see you again!"

 Another of Shannon's many talents was that she could
 speak Russian fluently, while her fellow NASA crew-
 members had only rudimentary Russian-language skills.

 She radiated her warmest smile at Nikolai and said:
 "I'm happy to see you too, Niko. I've also been looking
 forward to getting out of this suit and into something
 a little more comfortable." Smiling broadly, Nikolai
 pulled her through the hatch into the space station.

 Over the next five hours all the supplies were trans-
 ferred, and Scott Miller, her colleague who had been
 on the station for the past six months, was back aboard
 the Atlantis. There was no time to waste on this trip.
 The Atlantis had her own mission to complete, and was
 scheduled to leave right after transfer was complete.

 Shannon watched as the two crafts parted and her fellow
 American crew-members disappeared into the night of
 outer space.

 Nikolai was watching Shannon's face as she leaned into
 the observation bubble to watch her friends sail away
 on their mission. He was glad she was there, having
 always been fascinated by her almost male drive. Yes,
 he was a liberated citizen of a country that had
 dropped the bourgeois notion that women are the fairer
 sex.

 However, if the truth be known, his society was as
 sexist as any other, and it amazed him to see a female
 with such a drive to succeed. It was a great turn-on
 for him, since he was used to little women, who stood
 behind their men. It's what he thought he wanted when
 he married Marina.

 As the last trace of the Atlantis disappeared into
 space, Shannon turned back to her new surroundings.
 She noticed that the only other occupant of their
 little world, Valeri Korzun, the MIR-19 commander, was
 staring at her.

 She wasn't sure, but she thought she saw a glint in his
 eye that might spell trouble in the future. Shannon had
 always been good at reading people's intentions; it was
 one reason why she'd been so successful in her career.
 She'd always been aware of her striking good looks.
 Sometimes they'd been a hindrance. Men always responded
 to her appearance, sometimes not taking her as serious-
 ly as she deserved; at least, until they got to know
 her. This Korzun fellow looked as if he might be one of
 those.

 Thinking about it, Shannon realized that the man had
 been in that confined space for almost a year. Maybe he
 was just a little uptight; if so, she couldn't really
 blame him under the circumstances.

 That night, after sorting out her personal space
 arrangements, Shannon found herself was more than ready
 for a sleep period.

 After dinner she could hardly keep her eyes open. The
 events of the day must have been tougher on her than
 she'd supposed. So, with an apology, she took herself
 off to bed.

 She was grateful that the MIR-19 space station's small
 pressurization allowed the wearing of normal clothing.
 She was also glad to have changed into her uniform of
 the day: running shorts, sweatshirt and aerobic shoes.
 They would comprise her uniform for the next nine
 months, she thought, just before drifting into dream-
 less slumber.

                             *

 Shannon's eyes snapped open. Something, or someone,
 was touching her thigh. She quickly moved into a
 defensive posture and glared at ... NIKOLAI! "What in
 hell do you think you're doing, Niko?" She was shocked
 that her friend could behave like that to a profes-
 sional colleague. Sure, maybe that Korzun guy, but not
 Niko!

 "Shannon, I'm sorry. It's just that I've been here so
 many months, and I've really got to have relief. You
 looked so inviting, and we are friends, after all. I
 thought you might help me with ..." His voice tailed
 away and his eyes fell to the floor plates.

 "I can't believe you said that, Niko! You sound like a
 teenage boy," Shannon said, in an exasperated tone.

 Nikolai's reply came in an earnest whisper: "That's all
 very well for you to say. You're a rich American, and
 you people get your own compartments, while Korzun and
 I must share a small space together. When can a man
 find relief if he has no privacy?"

 "Well, this is hardly private now, is it? There are
 two of us here, just like there are two of you out
 there," Shannon whispered back, frowning at the dark-
 haired young man.

 Nikolai looked earnestly up at her from his crouching
 position beside her bunk. "I am a man, and you are a
 woman. There is no shame to have sexual things between
 a man and a woman. But there is between two men."

 "Well you can forget it, Niko, 'cause while I'm here
 there still won't be any sex between a man and a
 woman."

 "Shannon, even if we do not have actual 'sex' you could
 still help me so much. Please, Shannon. I beg you."

 He was looking really uncomfortable, and when Shannon's
 gaze moved from his face to his body she saw that he
 was covering his crotch.

 "But, Nikolai, you're married, and you have children.
 What you ask isn't right," she said.

 Nikolai didn't reply this time; he stood up and sat on
 the edge of Shannon's bunk. While she watched, the
 young cosmonaut unzipped his trousers and, to Shannon's
 surprise, a fully erect penis surged out through the
 opening. She'd expected to see bulging underwear, but
 he obviously wasn't wearing any.

 He looked at her pleadingly while she contemplated his
 erection, which was pointing straight toward the
 ceiling. He did look interesting. He also appeared
 truly distressed, Shannon thought, a little guiltily.

 Then she had an idea. Perhaps she could carry out a
 scientific study into the sexual drive of men in con-
 ditions of weightlessness. She hesitated a moment
 longer, then tentatively reached out a hand and touched
 the man's throbbing member.

 She pulled back sharply when he almost jumped to a
 standing position at her touch.

 "I apologize, Shannon. Please continue. I promise to
 hold still, but you startled me for a moment. I am
 quite painfully aroused to be here with you."

 Shannon reached out again for the stiff member and
 smoothed her hand along its long hot shaft. She
 marveled at Nikolai's response; his whole body was
 trembling at her simple touch. She gently grasped his
 cock and began pulling at the taut skin of the smooth
 shaft as she began to masturbate her friend.

 Shannon had another surprise when Niko began shooting
 sperm onto her and into the almost weightless air in
 her bunk area after just three or four pumping motions,
 gasping aloud as he came.

 She stopped her hand action and reached for a cloth as
 quickly as she could. Nikolai took over from her when
 she stopped, and continued frantically pumping his
 swollen cock, spurting his seed into the cloth that
 Shannon held out for that purpose.

 At last, after at least 10 huge spurts of come,
 followed by lesser dribbles, Nikolai slumped onto the
 bunk with a huge sigh of relief.

 It was hard to believe one man could have manufactured
 so much sperm, but it was so in Nikolai's case. Shannon
 began to giggle quietly at the sight of this big man so
 obviously dependent on her. It was a new feeling for
 her.

 As she looked at Nikolai's recumbent form, sexual
 images began filtering into her mind. Impulsively she
 leaned over and began to lick the still-erect penis.
 She'd done this in the past for several of her boy-
 friends, and knew how much men liked it.

 She thought it would be interesting to see what effect
 it would have on a man who had come just once in over
 six months.

 It had the desired effect, Nikolai beginning to groan
 aloud as Shannon moved her tongue over the surface of
 his bloated sex organ.  Encouraged by his reaction, she
 took his cockhead as deep into her mouth as she could,
 swirling her tongue around the shaft at the same time.

 She admitted to herself that he felt delicious against
 her tongue, and that his reaction to her ministrations
 were making her quite wet.

 In something less than a minute, Shannon's mouth filled
 up with Niko's hot sticky come.  She immediately pulled
 her mouth off the swollen spurting cock, collecting the
 residue of the sperm in her palm while Niko's hips
 thrust backand forth as he desperately emptied his body
 of the rest of his unwanted seed.

 As his orgasm came to an end he slowed his humping
 motions and opened his eyes, just in time to see
 Shannon licking his sperm from her palm. It was the
 most erotic thing he'd ever seen, this beautiful
 American girl drinking his hot Russian sperm. He was
 consumed with lust for her; he didn't know whether he
 could live if she refused him sex after this.

 They both looked up, startled, when Commander Valeri
 Korzun suddenly entered the compartment. He gaped at
 the scene. Nikolai lay sprawled, semi-naked, on the
 American woman's bunk, and he realized was his fellow-
 cosmonaut's come was dripping from her lips.

 Shannon, remembering herself, now jumped up, almost
 hitting her head against the bulkhead, at the same time
 offloading Nikolai onto the floor.

 Korzun saw fear cross her face. This episode could end
 Shannon's career, as well as Nikolai's. Korzun liked
 that. He liked to have the upper hand. He'd wanted to
 have the American woman when he first saw her. He also
 knew that she'd rejected him at the beginning. He could
 tell that right away. It didn't matter. If she was
 enough of a slut to have sexual relations with Nikolai,
 then she was going to have them with him too.

 Thoughts like this ran through Valeri Korzun's brain
 as he watched the couple squirming around, trying to
 clean up the mess they'd made.

 Without a word, he turned around in the cubicle
 entrance and returned to his own bunk. If Nikolai and
 Shannon could have seen his face, they would have found
 it wearing a satisfied smile.

                             *

 When the sleep period was officially over, Shannon
 reluctantly joined the other crew members. She wasn't
 at all happy about what had happened five hours
 earlier. How could she have done that? Sure, she'd felt
 sorry for Nikolai, and she had, she guessed, thought it
 would do no harm to give him a helping hand, so to
 speak. But, looking back at the event, she realized it
 had been a huge mistake, and she now dreaded facing
 both men.

 What Shannon didn't know was that things were worse
 even than she imagined. When Nikolai left her cubicle
 hours earlier, Valeri Korzun had confronted him, and
 said that unless he, Korzun, could participate in their
 sexual activities he would report both Shannon and
 Nikolai.

 As a participant, of course, he'd have to keep quiet.
 He also said that he'd been on the station twice as
 long as Nikolai, and therefore needed sex with a woman
 twice as much as Nikolai did.

 Nikolai was at first upset by these suggestions, but
 he soon understood that if he couldn't convince the
 American that it was in her interests to cooperate,
 they'd both be disgraced and thrown out of the space
 program.

                            *

 Shannon stepped hesitantly from her cubicle into the
 main cabin. She intended trying to pretend that nothing
 had happened, and was determined to keep on the
 straight and narrow from now on. Korzun immediately
 came toward her.

 In a gruff Russian voice he said: "We will return to
 your room, woman. I need to have sex with you."

 Shannon started, and swung around to stare at the man
 as if he'd hit her. "What are you saying, Valeri?
 Please don't be so rude! I won't stand for it; do you
 understand me?"

 "I understand you very well," he answered. "In my
 country we know how to treat your kind. How do you say
 it? Barefoot, pregnant, and in the kitchen!" He laughed
 harshly at his own joke while Nikolai stood behind him,
 a sour expression on his face.

 Shannon appealed to Nikolai: "Please tell him that it
 wasn't sex we had. Tell him, Niko!"

  Nikolai looked ruefully at her. "Shannon, we have been
 caught. And now have no choice but to be nice to
 Commander Korzun. Do you want to stay in the Shuttle-
 MIR program? If you are nice to him, he will be in the
 same boat as us, and could not speak against us without
 harming himself."

 Shannon stood with her feet firmly planted, looking at
 Nikolai as if he were a bug on a dissecting table. She
 then looked at Korzun, and knew instantly what she had
 to do. She'd have to get Valeri off first, and then,
 probably, have to keep doing the same for both men for
 the whole of her assigned time on the station.

 Well, if that was what it took... She was a big girl,
 she'd gotten herself into this situation, and she could
 handle a little male masturbation if that would get her
 out of it.

 "Okay, Valeri. Quit standing there and come into my
 room, and we'll get this over with!"  She shot a
 disgusted glance over her shoulder at Nikolai as she
 followed Korzun into her cubicle.

 Once inside, Shannon said in a matter-of-fact voice:
 "Look, Valeri, I guess I understand where you're coming
 from, being here without any privacy for over a year.
 I'm willing to masturbate you, and Nikolai too, but not
 every day, and nothing more than masturbation. That
 little scene you saw last sleep period was a mistake,
 and I don't plan on giving any more blow-jobs.
 Understood?"

 Korzun unsnapped his pants, then lowered both pants and
 underwear in one motion. Shannon was surprised to see
 how fit he looked. He was very pale, having been
 'inside' for over a year, but his stomach muscles
 rippled as he stood erect. And speaking of 'erect', he
 had the largest man-pole she'd ever seen. It had to be
 at least ten inches long, and she wasn't even sure that
 she could get her fingertips to touch around the shaft.
 It looked amazing.

 He swaggered over to her bunk and sat down. Taking his
 pants the rest of the way off, and pulling his sweat-
 shirt off over his head, he sat back naked, looking at
 her. "Well, why don't you undress, woman?"

 Shannon answered: "I don't need to do that to get you
 off, Valeri. You just sit there and let me do my thing,
 okay?" She stepped up to Korzun and reached for his
 monster cock.

 "Not so fast, woman! I like my women to be naked ... It
 makes us more equal. I don't want just to be mastur-
 bated. I want the pleasure of seeing your body as well."

 He reached up and grabbed an arm, then pulled her down
 onto his lap, so that his erect cock was pushing
 against her back. "Here, let me help you," he grunted,
 tugging up at the back of Shannon's sweatshirt.

 "No, Valeri! Stop that, and let me go!" Shannon jumped
 up and whirled to face her naked chief. "This wasn't
 part of the deal!" She glared down at him and spat out:
 "I do not intend to be naked with either of you!"

 Korzun at once reached for his clothes and stood up,
 saying: "All right, I accept that. But you and Nikolai
 will be reported during the next transmission to earth."

 He pulled on his pants and started to leave the
 cubicle.

 "NO, WAIT!" Shannon shouted. Doubt and fear had made
 her cry out. For the first time in her life she didn't
 feel in control of her own destiny. She hated this man,
 and she loathed herself for being so weak, and making
 such a mess of everything. "OK, I'll undress for you,
 but you'll have to keep your hands off me. Do you
 understand?"

 Korzun turned back and swiftly took off his pants
 again. Smiling, he sat down once more on Shannon's bunk
 and waited for the show.

 She looked coldly at her tormenter, wishing she could
 turn a knob and jettison him into outer space. Instead
 she slowly pulled her sweatshirt up over her head and
 threw it to the floor.

 Korzun shouted his appreciation. "Wonderful! Truly
 wonderful! In my country it is hard to find a woman who
 can go without a bra and still look so inviting!"

 Shannon flushed with embarrassment, and just a little
 pride. She'd always had nice knockers, and she knew it.
 Still standing in front of Korzun, and striking a
 defiant pose, Shannon pushed her running shorts down
 and stepped out of them. She stood proudly naked in
 front of this man who obviously desired her.

 The thought of teasing him crossed her mind, but was
 quickly rejected. She wasn't as confident about this
 encounter as she would normally have been. She didn't
 want to start anything that he might feel he had to
 finish. Besides, having counted on a nine-month stint
 in space, she was off the pill and had no other means
 of birth control. Who'd have thought...!?

 With no further hesitation, Shannon dropped to her
 knees between Valeri's legs and grasped his huge cock
 with both hands. She figured that the sooner she got
 him off, the sooner she could get dressed and out of
 danger. Without any preamble, therefore, she began to
 stroke his shaft, using both hands, up and down.

 Meanwhile, Korzun sat back and closed his eyes, softly
 grunting each time Shannon's hand completed a downward
 pull on his sensitive shaft. She watched his monster-
 cock grow even bigger, especially the head, as he
 became increasingly excited by her hand action.

 She was surprised to find herself enjoying what she was
 doing. Korzun's organ was so big that it made for a
 quite new experience for her. She wondered if he'd have
 more sperm than Nikolai. Korzun had been cooped up in
 MIR-19 for almost twice as long as Nikolai, and the
 size of his balls matched that of his cock! The fact
 that she was enjoying masturbating Korzun made Shannon
 feel less upset about why she was doing it at all.

 In fact, she had to admit she was more excited than
 she'd ever been! She was so aroused, she felt as if she
 was dripping on the floor.

 Without warning, and because Shannon had had been
 concentrating on her own arousal, Korzun was able to
 take hold of her breasts without the struggle he might
 have expected just a few minutes earlier. He fingered
 her nipples with slow deliberation, and she couldn't
 help the slight moan that escaped her lips.

 He continued playing with her breasts, while Shannon
 threw her head back and closed her eyes to luxuriate
 in the sensations, still maintaining her hands' rhythm
 on the commander's pulsing cock shaft.

 Suddenly, and in one swift movement, Korzun grabbed
 Shannon by the waist and lifted her smaller body onto
 his lap, facing him. Her legs were on either side of
 his thighs, and his magnificent tool throbbed against
 her taut belly.

 Holding tight to Korzun's organ with both hands
 throughout this maneuver, Shannon kept up the
 masturbatory rhythm, hoping she might bring him off
 before they both succumbed to the heat of the moment.

 Korzun began to move her body up and down, rubbing it
 against his erection in time with her movements.
 Shannon was so excited by the sight of his huge tool
 moving against her stomach, that she could barely stand
 it. In a final effort to make him ejaculate before he
 inevitably tried to fuck her, she bent down and tried
 to take the head of his monster into her mouth and
 bring him off that way, but Korzun prevented her.

 Shannon was now almost helpless from her own need. She
 wanted, desperately, to stop things before they went
 any further, but her body and mind were mesmerized by
 the sexual activity in the little cubicle. When Korzun
 gently lifted her towards his waiting pole, she could
 only whimper her need.

 She started to hyperventilate when he brought her pussy
 lips up to his swollen cock-head. She didn't resist,
 just kept looking down between them in awe as her body
 was maneuvered over Korzun's huge organ, in an attempt
 to find the perfect position and angle.

 Shannon had quite forgotten why she was there, and was
 no longer worrying about any possible consequences. She
 just wanted to watch this magnificent cock parting her
 pussy lips, and stretching her open. The feeling was
 painful, and also something else.

 She bounced up and down on his lap almost like a rag
 doll as, inch by inch, his fleshy pole disappeared
 inside her. She gazed, fascinated, at her stretched
 pussy lips when at last she came to rest, firmly
 impaled upon the huge cock-shaft.

 Shannon had never felt so full before. The feeling of
 having this man's monster-cock thrust to the hilt
 inside her tight opening was totally new to her. And
 she liked it... In fact, she liked it a lot.

 She began to sway from side to side, feeling Korzun's
 cock move inside her, and she bit back a scream of
 ecstasy when an unexpected orgasm rose from deep
 inside. "OH FUCK! OH MY GOD!  OH MY GOD!" she screamed,
 unable to stop herself.

 As her orgasm continued unabated, Shannon began to gasp
 for breath. What was happening to her?  She'd never
 orgasmed anything like that before! Just as she felt
 about to faint, she felt Korzun's body stiffen.

 Looking down at where they were joined, Shannon watched
 him humping as he came inside her. She was amazed to
 see his white sperm jetting out around his pumping
 shaft with each thrust; he was so big there wasn't
 enough room for his sperm inside her.

 Soon little globs of pearly sperm were gently floating
 in the reduced atmosphere of her cubicle, finally
 settling on floor and wall plates.

 With a final, Herculean, thrust and a loud grunt,
 Korzun shot his last spasm of seed and slumped back
 against the bulkhead, taking the young American beauty
 with him to lie on his heaving chest.

 They were both breathing like greyhounds that had just
 finished a race. Shannon was still impaled upon
 Korzun's oversized cock, but it hardly seemed to matter
 any more.

                            *

 "A pretty sight, I must say!" It was Nikolai who spoke,
 standing at the entrance to Shannon's cubicle. She shot
 him a tired look of surrender as he walked into the
 room and lifted her off her partner.

 Quickly undoing his own pants, Nikolai gently lowered
 Shannon to the floor onto her hands and knees before
 kneeling down behind her.

 It took no great effort for him to gain entrance to her
 well-used pussy. His prick slipped right in among all
 the sexual slime resulting from her, and Korzun's,
 recent activity. She just remained on all fours while
 Nikolai hovered over her, humping her as if she was an
 animal in heat.

 Her mind was in turmoil, because she felt herself
 reaching another sexual pinnacle. How could this be?
 She'd had a few orgasms with men before this. Most of
 the really deep pleasure she'd ever had she'd given to
 herself. But here were these two Russian men driving
 her crazy like an animal.

 Nikolai's body tensed as he felt himself ready to come
 into Shannon. Her warm, well-used cunt had felt so good
 to him that he was unable to hold out for long.

 "NO! Wait, Niko! I need to come too! Don't do it yet,
 please!" Shannon cried out.

 But it was already too late. Even as she made her plea,
 Nikolai was already pumping his seed into her.

 After a few more thrusts he sank down onto Shannon's
 back, forcing her smaller body to the floor under his
 weight. She lay there, her pussy throbbing for release,
 and her frustration almost unbearable.

 Suddenly Nikolai was thrust to one side, and Korzun
 knelt over her. His monster-cock, now at half-mast,
 brushed against her face. He disappeared from her
 field of vision, and then the most incredible thing
 happened!

 He put his mouth between her legs and began to lick
 and suck at her needy nether parts. He was an expert
 cunt-sucker, and the feeling was incredible! She felt
 him sucking and licking the sperm from her used pussy,
 while his tongue also lapped at her pleasure button.
 It was heavenly!

 Another moment, and Shannon was screaming again in
 new-found ecstasy. It was just too much that every
 time Korzun ran his tongue across her taut clitoris
 her mind went blank with another orgasmic flash.

 At last she couldn't take any more and, pushing
 Korzun's face out from between her legs, she rolled
 over into a fetal position.

                             *

 After that first day, Shannon discovered that something
 about reduced gravity enhanced the sex act. She found
 herself continually thinking about sex. Of course, men
 being men, her colleagues were always ready to help her
 out. And so it went on for her nine months aboard the
 MIR-19.

 They accomplished more than any other team, and Mission
 Control was always complimenting them on their
 efficiency and accuracy. As a matter of fact, NASA
 decided that when Shannon's time was up they would
 replace her with Karen Anderson, another up-and-coming
 female astronaut.

 Apparently NASA was thinking that introducing a female
 astronaut had worked so well they just might make it
 permanent.

 When her last day arrived and the shuttlecraft was
 attached to the MIR-19, Shannon had her doubts. What
 would they think when she got back and had her baby
 within a month or so of her return? And Karen...
 should she say anything to her? Naw ... let her find
 out.

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 Acknowledgments: All my thanks... to Stephen for his encour-
 agement and proofing and to Ian for doing such a good job
 editing my little story.

 (c) Dec. 1998 -- Last ed. 03/18/00 - Kristen Kathleen Becker
 Author contact address: Kristen078@Hotmail.com

                     MY STORY PAGE
         http://www.asstr.org/~Kristen/stories
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 It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
 strangers. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex
 with strangers!!  You only have one body per lifetime,
 so take good care of it.
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