The Ecstasy of Tral-Gothica, Victor Hadnot and Amanda Travis [short books for teens txt] 📗

In a semi-closed system like that, one could technically go forever, without ever needing to stop, to refill, and if you did, it was water. That magical element that could be used to save lives, and power cars and other craft.
For just decades the super-corps went around buying up patents that had anything to do with water powered vehicles, after all, what good was a clean, green-friendly method of transportation, that didn’t require that you visit the pump to refuel? There was no money in it, the public couldn’t be held hostage to Central Oil and Public Co., all mega oil companies that owned the rights to every oil and gas discovery on Earth. The problem began when those patents all began to expire and their patent attorney’s were severely hampered by the Trilberg-Aven decision, which in effect said that oil companies couldn’t oppress progress for gain. That opened up a floodgate of lawsuits, where small companies and inventors, began to sue and win in court, decisions that would allow fair competition. If you could make a product that didn’t destroy the planet, and got the job done equally and in most cases, better, then, you were free to explore the market. And because the same applied to the oil companies which in turn, owned the big pharmacy companies, cures that were before touted as being impossible to find, suddenly emerged, some being a century old in its discovery. Rich people had sat on cures for cancer, Aids,
cerebral palsy, Alzheimer’s, you name it, even the common cold. Why? Why was this going on? Because a few super rich families managed to create an aristocracy. Thy believed that their wealth and survival, was more important than the well being of the planet. And even when the first colonizations began to take place, the Moon, Mars, and other places within the solar system, which eventually led to the technology to colonize on other worlds beyond Earth’s solar system, the greed and immorality of oppression prevailed. The government simply didn’t really exist anymore, if it ever did. Wealthy people began to leave their wealth to their clones instead of their children, to which it might have been debatable if that would have made any difference, because each child that inherited rarely did anything to make it better. But with the ability to will your entire wealth and legacy to yourself, well, there went any kind of illusion that human society hadn’t reached a point of decay and depravation. The old adage, “Fuck the poor”, really rung true.
Things seemed to work for them, until, intelligent life was found on most of the so called inhabitable planets. And the very wealthy wanted to get as far away from Earth as they could, having turned it into something, less that the jewel it once was. The water was polluted beyond repair. The air was corrupted beyond repair. The ground was polluted beyond repair. And like rats abandoning the ship before it sank, so were the super wealthy. However, on distant worlds, you need people, populations, the natives don’t want you there, killing and polluting, corrupting. We didn’t belong there, we had managed to destroy our once beautiful world, and now, we were doing the same to everyone else’s.
Stella found Simon in a pub doing backdoor deals. He was very skilled at the art of selling and buying. When he saw her he motioned her over with a smile on his face.
“Hey, babe, when did you get into town?” he asked, while some of the people he was with, made room.
“Just got in about an hour ago.” She uttered and kissed him.
“Good. Well, let me finish up here. A couple of the people here are off world, they want to buy some of my crop for medical uses.”
“Why don’t they just grow it on their own world?”
“Not every planet’s ecology is suited for optimal production. Tral-Gothica just happens to grow some of the best industrial and medal grade hemp. Some of their stuff just doesn’t have the same properties of mine.”
It was true, one of the big problems was that the soil on a lot of planets that were now inhabited with colonies from Earth, wasn’t exactly compatible with the planet life on Earth. The discovery that Earth had planet specific traits, that allowed plant-life to flourish, didn’t translate too well on other worlds, where their was already a complex ecosystem. Soil composition, air, weather, climate, some plants did well, most could not make the adjustment, while others went through all sorts of strange and harmful mutations. Take the lowly carrot for example. On Earth, it was a nutritious vegetable. On some other planet, it mutated to the point, that one bite was so poisonous it could kill a man almost instantly. Colonization was far more complicated than what might have been imagined, or scientifically anticipated. Each world had its own set of rules, its own origins. You go to that world, you have to learn to play with that world’s rules. And that is what made Tral-Gothica such a wonderful place for mankind to naturally settle. For while it did have its own indigenous population, for which humans oppressed and in some cases, enslaved, having not learned anything from Earth’s past history about what happens when you enslave and oppress, conduct genocide; the very rich only caring about the bottom line. It was the history of making money that only mattered to them, and, they’d crush you or anyone else that got in their way.
But, people had a way of surviving and fate had a way of foiling the mighty and the powerful. It turned out that those planets that had sizable populations of humans, ranging in the millions, did better than those whose population, for whatever reason, never grew beyond the thousands. So, as much as they didn’t want to do it, super-corps needed the little guy, in order to further their agenda of stellar conquest. After Simon was finished with business, they went to someplace quiet and had a nice little romantic dinner. Then they went to his hotel room, where they settled in for the night.
Simon and Stella began to make out almost from the moment they had privacy. They slowly and sensuously removed each other’s clothes, tossing them wherever, and they fell on the bed. Simon was very handsome and rugged looking. He didn’t look like a model, he looked like the kind of guy that Stella liked, strong features, toned body, a type of seductive musk about him. Simon kissed Stella slowly as he moved down towards her voluptuous breasts, kissing them and sucking her tits. She shifted and moaned as he touched her. She ran her hands in his thick locks, pulling him back up so she could kiss him, then pushing him back down to the pleasure. She could feel his teeth as they lovingly pinched her nipples, her nipples was so puffed up from arousal. His seriously hard cock was involuntarily rubbing against her body. Oh, she could feel his inches as they grew. He made love to her breasts for awhile then slowly moved on down to her pussy. Oh, yes, that was what she wanted, as she felt his tongue slowly enter into her hole. Oh, yes, he began to lap her cunt like a dog laps water, licking up her wet pussy juices. She was hot now, breathing heavy, as she held his face to her cunt, letting her strong legs coral him there. Fuck me! Her thoughts raced. Simon began to alternated from his skilled tongue to his rough manly fingers, sticking them in her body, rolling then around inside of her. Then, he rolled her over on her stomach, she stuck her butt up slightly, as he cracked open her butt cheeks and began to lick her tight wanting asshole. Oh, that’s it, baby. Her mind raced with pleasure and passion. She felt his tongue entering her butt hole, darting in and out, oh, the tension and passion of the feelings. Then she lifted herself up, her butt sticking up even more, as she positioned some pillows under her pelvis.
“Take it, babe!” The words slipped out of her breathless mouth.
And he did, as she felt his big juicy cock. That thick throbbing wand of pleasure, as it entered into her asshole. Oh, damn! It was so good! Every inch of dick finding it’s way up her butt. But, he didn’t stop there, he began to rock in and out, roll it around in her body, exploring her insides. That led to a serious anal pounding, as his balls slapped against her pussy and his dick, drilled her asshole. Then, she rolled over and he cracked open her legs and pushed them all the way to her shoulders, exposing her wet dripping pussy. He began to lick it some more, slurping up her cunt juice. She violently shifted around, not able to stand it anymore, and took command of his cock, that wonderful cock of his, and she began to suck and roll and gnaw on it, like the love bone that it was. His cock swollen in her mouth, throbbing and erecting, it was alive with little gestures and pleasure in her throat. Mmmm, how she liked to suck dick. Her tongue teased his dick head. Swirling around his cock head, then she would violently force as much of his dick into her mouth as she could. Simon always had a rather meaty dick, a nice ten inches of pleasure, hung nicely, she always considered it to be a pretty dick. Some men might has a big dick, but it wasn’t pretty. Simon’s cock was beautiful and she sucked it so hard, rolling and slurping and licking that thing, trying to tame that which refused to be tame. She could feel him tense up, he was almost there, but she selfishly want him in her pussy. So, she backed off, and positioned herself, as he shifted on top of her, with her legs cracked wide open, he held each one, as his cock entered into her pussy hole, with command and importance.
“Take it, babe! Violate the hell out of it!” she commanded him.
And he began to bang the fuck out of her. Going in and out, dick flying inside of her, giving her such wanton pleasure. And then, just when she thought she couldn’t stand it anymore, he switched to her exposed asshole, and began to finish it off. Oh, the sheer size of his dick and the massive length, it fitted just right inside of her asshole. Then, he began to shake and utter, as he began a long series of cum. It was so intense, that he spread her legs out to the point that she was doing a v-shaped split, his cock stuck firmly inside of her wanton asshole. She took hold of his face and looked him in the eyes as her own cum sequence began. She held his face so hard that it began to turn colors. And then, with one found swoop, they both came and collapsed in ecstasy.
They just lay there, two young people, breathing heavy and sweat covering their bodies. At one point, she licked her lips and tasted her own shit, from his dick, she took a little on her finger and inserted it into his mouth and sealed it with a long wet kiss.
“Taste like chocolate...” she uttered while trying to catch her breath.
After a long time, and a little post-play, they took a shower. Cleaned up nicely, kissed one another and spooned, as they went to bed. It was a nice evening. Romantic dinner. Hot nasty sex, which was how she liked it. Simon had been trained by her, because when they first made love, when they were much younger, just teenagers, he