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  Space Fun

  Part Three

  By

  Tom Harem

  Space Fun Book 3 © 2019 by Tom Harem. All Rights Reserved.

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  This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

  Table Of Contents

  Part One

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  Part Three

  Chapter I

  Chapter II

  Chapter III

  Chapter IV

  Chapter V

  Chapter VI

  Part One

  If you haven’t read the first part be sure to check it out

  Part two

  Blurb (Part One);

  Exploring space. Going on Quests. Having fun with the rest of the crew.

  Kane always had this big dream of exploring the whole universe. Ever since his father died, and left him his old diaries, he can't shake off that feeling that he's wasting his life away. Tired of working in the mines, he runs away from his home planet by catching a ride on a carrier.

  A few hours after arriving in the shiny New Andreas spaceport, he saves the rude and yet extremely captivating captain Amelia from three goons working for Draken, one of the five warlords of the galaxy.

  What Kane never expected was to end up being invited to Amelia's ship where Matilda, a blue-haired genius, and Jessy, a blonde with nice legs and a thing for medical experiments, also live.

  But that's not all! He also has to deal with a green-eyed serial killer who has a thing for him and knows exactly how to tease him.

  Follow Kane's journey as he goes on quests throughout all the universe, has lots of fun with all the girls, and makes sure Draken doesn't catch up to them.

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  The wooden feet of the bed crept across the floor with every move we made. Matilda was on top of me, trying to take my belt off, but she couldn't do it alone. I helped her and she pulled my pants down. She admired my blue boxers for a few seconds and then looked at me again.

  "I like what's underneath," she said and laughed, again with the yapping from before, "it will be our secret, a long, dirty secret."

  I knew I shouldn't do it, but was I really supposed to stop her? After all, I would only be on the ship for a few days and then I would never see her or Amelia again. One time wouldn't hurt anybody, and it was always good for relieving tension. After racing through a whole new city, wounding myself and ending up tipsy in an unknown ship, having fun and then going to sleep didn't sound so bad. It sounded quite the opposite. My head was spinning as her lips came down my length. She moved her tongue while bobbing her head back and forth. All I could see was her blue hair and the threads falling on her face, as well as the brown root.

  Part Three

  Chapter I

  I woke up with Victoria shaking me up.

  "You better wake up," she said, her hair covering her face.

  It was already morning. A few rays of sunshine slipped between the mountain cracks. Only when I finally opened my eyes did I notice that Victoria was without her upper clothes and had huge tits. Even Emma had her eyes on the princess, as she walked close to her collection of knives in a corner and began polishing them.

  "Do you want to get out of here now?" I asked her, "wouldn't it be better if we waited until night?"

  "No. Not here. We were lucky no one came. But luck might run out," she said, sliding her finger over the tip of the knife.

  "We kill whoever comes along. What's the difficulty?" Emma asked and pulled a knife out of her back, "This time they won't catch me asleep.”

  "You have no idea what you're saying," Victoria told her, "the people here... They're not normal. I've never seen people like that. They like it when you hurt them," she said.

  "We already have something in common then," Emma replied, blinking at her, "Don't worry about us. Do you still have bullets?" She asked me.

  "Yes, only two. I should have brought a bigger gun or a lot more bullets. Damn, we were stupid."

  "Were we? They didn't even give me a gun except this knife,''.

  Victoria pretended not to be aware, but we both knew she was listening to us. Her eyes almost rolled when she heard that we had only given Emma a knife. It was like a warning that if even we didn't trust her, she shouldn't either.

  "I still want to join your crew," she said, ignoring the rest of the conversation.

  "What scares you so much about being a princess?" Emma asked her.

  "I'm not afraid of anything! Victoria replied and walked up to her, "I just don't want the life I saw my parents having. Always busy with something serious, without being able to rest, have fun, nothing like that. Even the people they got along with were all fake. I want more than that for myself. I just didn't expect to end up here...". She said and looked around.

  The sun was getting stronger. Neither the compass nor the clock worked there. The controls were totally messed up. The pointer of both objects was moving in circles.

  "We better take a quick shower," Emma said and undressed in front of us, "That water is clean, right?" She asked, looking at the crystal-clear waterfall.

  A thread of water flowed down from above, the water splashing over the rocks that withstood the pond. I had no idea where the water was going but the truth was that the lake only filled up to a certain point.

  "Yes, it is," Vic said, her eyes on Emma's ass, "we better have one as well..." she said, shyly, as she disguised her blushing cheeks.

  We entered the waterfall. None of us had clothes. We left them on the floor and now we stared at each other. Victoria brought her hands together, dipping them in the water and then dumping them over her. The water flowed down her breasts, running down her flat belly. I was already hard. They could see it. Vic approached me and grabbed my length. The water only made it to my knees.

  "What are you doing? I asked her.

  "What do you think I am doing? I have been here for days, in the dry season. If we're going to get out of here and we could die on the way, at least I'll make the most of it now," she told me, and her hand slid down my dick.

  I let out a low groan. She laughed and crouched. Emma said nothing. She washed her body while Vic's lips closed around my dick.

  My dick was banging against the bottom of her throat, but that didn't stop her from carrying on. Her head bobbed back and forth, the water swirling around us. All this as Emma was washing herself, her hands tumbling downhill. A bubbling rose around her. Emma's chin grazed the water and tiny waves tossed the water out. No one had ever sucked me off in a waterfall on a deadly planet where I could be killed at any time. I didn't even think many people could say that happened to them. And yet, there I was. Looking into her eyes, her face upwards, and her lips sliding down my length. I was controlling my moans as best I could. They would come out of my mouth, muffled, almost like a long sigh. About a half of Vic's hair was in the water and her tits swayed, sometimes dropping into the water as if someone had thrown themselves into the waterfall.

  "Don't stop," I told her.

  She closed her hand around the base of my dick and stroked up and down, keeping her lips on the tip and her tongue spinning around. Damn it. For a princess she really knew what she was doing. Turns out, she had learned a few things on her home planet. She had curves in all the right places. I couldn't take my eyes off her. The saliva that ran down her chin and mixed with the w
ater, her twisted eyes or even the purple and moist strands of hair that had stuck to her forehead. Emma was masturbating in front of us, watching everything, without saying a word. She enjoyed the view. It was as if she had a private cinema all to herself. Her lips were already red from biting them so much. The moans were soft and short. What happened next was impossible to predict.

  Emma placed one leg on the rocks and kept the other on the ground. She had her legs wide open, her pussy on display, pink and wet, filled with fluids entangled in her thick labia.

  Vic stopped. Her lips slipped off and she stood up. We were now both looking at Emma. Her hair only reached her shoulders, but now that it was wet, she was left with a small fringe that covered half her forehead. First, she squeezed one of her tits and moaned as low as possible.

  "What are you doing?" I asked her.

  She still had her legs open, one of her feet resting on the rocks, 'Don't talk,' she replied.

  Then the hand sank down through the body, until it reached the protruding clitoris. It had a lively and bright color. She laid two fingers on it and rubbed them there, faster each time, throwing her head back, enjoying every second. We couldn't take our eyes off her. It was beautiful, provocative, unique. She laughed amidst the moans, her legs trembling, and her fingers wrinkled.

  "Fuck her in front of me," she told me, her eyes wide open.

  I didn't think I could reject her request. Not that I would even think about it. I looked at Vic. She was already gazing at me. We kissed again. This time it lasted almost a minute. The truth is that having Emma there, masturbating, made us even hornier. We couldn't hold on much longer. Vic was totally wet, and I was as hard as a rock. Her body was calling me, and it was time to give her what she desperately needed.

  She bent over before me, her hands stretched out and resting on the rocks. The last thing on our minds was our fear of dying there. We didn't care anymore. At that moment, we just wanted to fuck ourselves to exhaustion, until our bodies could no longer hold still. I placed one hand on her right hip and grabbed my dick with the other, guiding it into Vic's interior. She was so wet that it wasn't hard to shove everything in. She covered her mouth with one hand.

  "Don't be nice," she asked. Damn it. The women I was meeting on my trip all enjoyed to be fucked hard. I was getting lucky as fuck.

  I began; fast and hard. With each thrust, my belly bumped against her ass. I'd put my dick all the way in and she'd moan, stifling them, swinging her butt into my dick. She was never satisfied. She always wanted more. Emma was still using her fingers. She had traces of fluid running down her legs and a trail of saliva on her chin. That was amazing. I didn't even care if I died there anymore. We all knew we couldn't waste much time there but I don't think any of us really cared. There was just one problem about fucking there; there weren't many positions that we could try. I kept fucking her with her bent on all fours right in front of me. The water swirled around us. No matter how hard we tried not to make any noise, whenever my dick slipped in, the air was forced out and made a slight sound of something popping out.

  "I'm about to cum," Vic said, closing her hands, her fists clenched, her face already covered in sweat.

  I'd never fucked in the water before. It was a different feeling. Not that it was bad but strange was a better word. I felt the water crashing against my totally hard cock and filling her pussy. Still, I didn't stop. She was tight and warm.

  "I want it too," Emma said, lowering her leg, "She's right about one thing. If we are going to die here, at least I will die happy and satisfied.

  "Wait...wait...just a little bit," Vic said, amid moaning.

  Her body twitched, her back tilted up. Her breathing became increasingly breathless. She was close to the climax. I clenched her hips, pulled her even closer to me and hit her even harder. She came, her tits swaying in the air, rubbing in the water, while she tried to talk but failed. I took three steps back and asked her if everything was all right.

  "Yes, yes, thank you very much,' she said. Only then did she dip both her hands in water and splashed her sweaty face.

  "What are you waiting for?" Emma said, putting herself back in the same position.

  She was thinner and, no doubt, had more body flexibility than Vic. It took me a few seconds to find a position where I was comfortable fucking her like that, with one leg on the ground and the other leg on the rocks. I was slightly tilted but wouldn't fall if I paid attention. Despite her slender body and small tits, she had the best ass between the two. It wasn't huge but it was chubby enough that I couldn't even grab it with one hand. I really needed to use both hands to be able to grope her. Now it was Vic who bathed while we did it. She didn't seem so excited to watch. Maybe she just didn't have that kink. In my opinion, she was a little too narcissistic to enjoy watching others.

  Emma and I fucked for the first time. We'd kissed before, she'd sucked my dick, and yet we'd never gotten to that point. She wasn't as tight as Vic, but her pussy clenched my dick. With every thrust I gave her, her body stood there, decompressing and compressing. I had no idea how much time we wasted there. Vic had already left the waterfall. She was now dressed, sharpening her sword on one of the rocks. We had brought the knives of the men who had attacked us the day before. They could be very useful in close combat.

  I felt my stomach squeezing. I wasn't going to last much longer. I warned Emma and she asked me to not stop. I had never finished inside anyone before. She told me not to worry. I allowed myself to go. A few seconds later, I stuck my short fingernails in her skin as I held her, firing all my white liquid into her. I even gave her a few nudges to make sure there weren't a few drops left on the tip. Wow. I was totally immersed in everything that was happening around me. That had really happened. I had fucked a princess and a serial killer. Now I was sure I couldn't die there. I didn't want it to be just a one-time thing.

  After we finished, we cleansed the body, dived a few times and made sure we got out of there all cleaned up. We let the scarce sun rays, which seeped through the cracks, dry us and only then we got dressed. Emma picked up one of the knives and gave me the other, instructing me to keep it in my back pocket and to only use it if I found it really necessary.

  Chapter II

  "Stay close to me," Victoria told us, "we have to be careful. Keep your eyes open wherever you go. This mountain is full of little potholes and stealthy thieves," she said.

  "How did you survive here?" Emma asked her...

  "I only go out at night. I try to make the slightest noise. I'm a princess but I've taken fighting and defense classes. I know a few things about how to survive in an environment like this," she said.

  "What about the rest of your crew?" I asked her as we were getting ready to get out of there. We were already dressed and had our guns in our holsters.

  "Most of them died as soon as we landed. We were attacked on the spot. We were unlucky to fall so close to the area. The rest died trying to save me. I didn't want any of this, you know? I just didn't want to be a princess anymore," she told us and laid her hands on one of the rocks. Her teeth gushed into each other and she scraped her fingers on the rock.

  "It is not your fault,' I said to her, 'you could not have foreseen that your ship would fall here,'.

  "Even so... I should have done something more,' she said to me.

  "Come on, that's enough. Let us continue. You are boring me," Emma replied, swinging the knife between her fingers.

  "Emma! You really have to learn not to talk at certain times," I told her.

  "I just think it's better to get going than to waste time talking about it. That won't get us anywhere. I know it's not her fault. You know it too. And she'll understand that too," she said.

  Damn it. I hated to admit it, but she was right. There was nothing we could do there.

  I did not answer her. Vic was the first to leave. She turned right and we followed her. That feeling of being followed was clinging to my back. It was as if I knew that there was someone on top of the mountai
ns who was watching us. Neither Emma nor Vic seemed worried. I kept those thoughts away from me and continued to follow them.

  The deeper we got into the mountain, the more the sun's rays diminished. They were now just a thin beam that would sometimes fondle our faces seconds before it dissipated. A noise passed across the mountains; loud, thick voices that seemed both close and far. I couldn't even tell. Emma kept the knife close to her thigh and Vic had hers, even sharper, close to her chest with the sharp part forward. Only I had a gun in my holster. I only had two bullets. I also had a knife attached to my pants but, truth be told, I didn't even know how to use it. It was only to be used as a last resort in case I genuinely needed it.

  "It feels like we're going in circles," Emma said.

  "And we are. This is complicated but believe me, we're on the right track," Vic replied.

  We took two or three more steps when a few pebbles fell off the mountain. I only had time to look up and see the shadow of a foot moving away before a grunt of different voices rained down on us.

  "Shit. Get ready," Vic said, "a group is coming. Follow me quickly. If we fight with them here, we won't have a chance. We can't even move," she told us.

  "So where do we go?" Emma asked her, "It's not like there are doors around here that we can go to switch locations," she said.

  "Kane, go back. On that intersection from before, turn to the opposite side. It will take us to a wide space where we can fight without problems," he said.

  "Why didn't we go there right away?" Emma asked her, as we retreated, the voices thickening.

  "There's no way out. It's great to fight, but that's it," she said.

  Emma nodded her head. We ran there. I didn't even stop to look back or up. My heart was beating faster and my feet and knees were already aching. I wasn't used to any of that and yet I wouldn't trade the adventure for anything else. I'd waited all my life for something like that. My blood boiling, the clothes clinging to my body and the adrenaline pumping through my veins. As soon as we reached the end of the line we turned back. It didn't take more than a few seconds for 3 people to show up at the only entrance to that place. All three had metal sticks in their hands. It seemed to me that almost no one there had guns. Most likely they had already spent all their bullets fighting each other wildly.