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  The John Blake Chronicles – Volume 3

  Voyage of Discovery

  By

  M Tefler

  (c) 2017 M Tefler

  Dedicated to:

  This book is dedicated to Dave, my second editor. Your support and suggestions have been invaluable, as have all the times you made me smile; one of the most enjoyable parts of writing a new chapter is reading your feedback afterwards! Thank you for all your hard work and dedication over the last two years.

  Foreword

  This is the third book in the John Blake Chronicles and is a direct continuation of Volume 2, covering chapters 21 to 30 of the story.

  The crew has grown, as have the challenges, with John and his girls securing a triumphant victory against pirates and Kirrix slavers. Now they plan to travel into Grey Space to visit the homeworld of the Ashanath Collective and purchase new upgrades for the Invictus. It’s only a routine journey through friendly alien territory... what could possibly go wrong?

  Contents

  The John Blake Chronicles – Volume 3

  Dedicated to:

  Foreword

  Three Square Meals Ch. 21 – The new student introduces herself

  Three Square Meals Ch. 22 – Making startling discoveries

  Three Square Meals Ch. 23 – Dire consequences

  Three Square Meals Ch. 24 – Taking a look in the mirror

  Three Square Meals Ch. 25 – Ashana, the homeworld of the Greys

  Three Square Meals Ch. 26 – Dana works on the ship, Alyssa works on John

  Three Square Meals Ch. 27 – Putting the upgrades to the test

  Three Square Meals Ch. 28 – Forging ahead against the Drakkar

  Three Square Meals Ch. 29 – First encounters

  Three Square Meals Ch. 30 – Knowing what you are

  Author’s Note

  Three Square Meals Ch. 21 – The new student introduces herself

  John walked out of the kitchen carrying the serving dish, steam rising from the piping-hot food within. He placed it on the raised serving platter, then stepped aside to let Alyssa put down the bowls full of vegetables.

  “So what’s for dinner then?” Sparks asked curiously, eyeing the golden brown crust on the potatoes.

  “It’s called Shepherd’s pie,” John replied, pulling out the chair for Alyssa to sit.

  The blonde nodded sagely to her old friend. “Made from genuine shepherds!”

  John smiled when he saw Sparks’ look of bewilderment at Alyssa’s joke. He knew that the redhead would never have encountered a dish like this before on her asteroid homeworld. “It’s made from lamb mince; I suppose ancient shepherds would have lived on something like this.”

  Jade leaned forward, her emerald cat-like eyes sparkling. “It smells wonderful, Master!”

  “I thought you might like it, honey,” he said affectionately to the green-skinned Nymph.

  She beamed at him in delight, gazing at him with open adoration. He still found the Nymph’s total devotion to him as her master a little unsettling, but the earnest alien girl was so endearing with it that he’d started to develop strong feelings for her.

  “Red wine with dinner, Commander?” Calara asked him with a raised eyebrow, distracting him from his brief introspection.

  He nodded, and smiled at the Latina. “A nice bottle of Pinot Noir, First Lieutenant.”

  His gorgeous Tactical Officer grinned at him, the novelty not yet worn off her recent promotion. She strode over to the bar, to find the bottle of wine and some glasses. John served up while they waited for Calara to return, then he watched as the girls settled down to their meal. It was always a pleasure to see them enjoying some dish for the first time and he wasn’t disappointed by their appreciative reactions to their first taste. The Latina had been exposed to a wide variety of meals, growing up with a loving family, but for the two Karron orphans and Jade, almost everything was a new experience.

  Alyssa shared a glance and a smile with Sparks as they tucked in. “Sure beats dog-eared protein bars and ‘mystery’ stew, right?”

  Calara looked at them curiously and asked, “Was it called mystery stew because the cook didn’t want to reveal the ingredients?”

  Sparks shook her head and grinned. “It was a mystery whether you’d survive eating a bowl of that shit!”

  The blonde and redhead laughed at the old Karron joke, but Calara darted a glance at John, a look of profound sympathy on her lovely face. He nodded, knowing exactly what she was feeling. John still found it astonishing that the two orphaned girls could be as cheerful as they were, considering their horrific upbringing.

  Everyone was famished after working up an appetite in the busy day, so there wasn’t much conversation after that as they finished the meal. Soon the girls had cleared their plates, then sipped their wine as they relaxed. John noticed that Sparks was the exception, having only nibbled at her dinner, not eating much at all.

  "Not feeling hungry honey?" he asked her with concern.

  "I am," she replied, giving him a coy look under her long lashes. "I'm just leaving plenty of room for dessert."

  She looked at him lustily under hooded eyes and he decided they had waited long enough. He stood up from his chair and when he held out his hand, the redhead's eyes flashed with excitement as she rose to join him. He looked around the table and saw the other girls watching them with knowing smiles.

  "We'll see you later," Alyssa said, unable to conceal her delight.

  Sparks interlaced her fingers with John's and he walked with her out of the lounge and headed for his room. The tension was thick in the air and John couldn't wait to see what the sultry redhead had in mind for him tonight. She stopped at her room and turned to face him.

  "Go and relax, I'll be with you shortly," she promised, her electrifying smile letting him know the wait would be worth it.

  "Ok will do," he said with a grin and she blew him a kiss before disappearing into her room.

  John walked into his own room and decided to freshen up. He undressed quickly, eager to get into the soothing warmth of the shower, then closed his eyes as the water sluiced over him. He couldn't wait to see what Sparks had in mind for him tonight, so he didn’t linger under the automated driers, quickly returning to the bedroom for her grand entrance. Fortunately, he didn't have long to wait. Just as John sat down at the end of the bed, he heard the rhythmic clicking of high heels as his lover approached.

  Prepared as John was, his mouth still dropped open in shock as Sparks glided into the bedroom with the poise and grace of a catwalk model. He gasped in wonder, his eyes feasting on the lascivious delight that had just entered his room.

  Sparks was dressed as a schoolgirl, her voluminous auburn hair tied into pigtails, which were held in place by cute bows. John gazed at her outfit and was fairly certain it wouldn't meet any school board's approval. She was wearing a very short red plaid skirt and a cropped, white, short sleeved shirt that left the bronzed skin of her midriff exposed to his hungry eyes. Over the shirt, she wore a grey waistcoat that struggled to contain her bust, forcing up her big breasts into an impressively indecent display of cleavage. Two letters in red were stitched on the tautly stretched material of her waistcoat, with "JP" emblazoned over the curved side of her right breast. Finally, she was wearing thigh-high stockings, a skimpy black garter belt, and four-inch stiletto heels, showcasing her long elegant legs to perfection.

  With a coy smile teasing her lips, Sparks pirouetted gracefully, letting him fill his eyes with the sight of her breathtaking body that she had dressed so tantalisingly for his pleasure. She crossed the room with a slow, sensual walk and stopped just in front of him.

  "Do you like?" she asked with a flirtatious smile.

  John gaped at her in amazement. "I think you're the sexiest thing I've ever seen!"

  "I seem to remember you liked the idea of me being a naughty schoolgirl..." Sparks said airily, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

  He ran his fingers over her toned stomach, enjoying feeling the deliciously soft skin. Sparks watched him with a sultry look on her face, clearly enjoying his obvious appreciation of her endeavours. She smiled lustily, knowing exactly what he was thinking as his hands traced over her svelte figure.

  "Alyssa told me you stuffed her so full of cum once, you made her bellybutton pop out," she purred with arousal. a challenging glint in her eyes. "I'd like you to do the same to me tonight...”

  "Honey, you're not even going to be able to move when I'm done with you." John promised, his fingers lightly tracing a circle over her trim stomach. Lifting his hand higher, he stroked the JP logo that was stitched carefully onto her outfit and raised his eyebrow questioningly.

  "John's Property," Sparks replied, answering his unspoken question.

  "That's a very nice touch," he said with an appreciative smile, pulling her towards him and kissing the letters one after the other.

  Sparks’ eyes flashed with lust as she purred, "You like owning me?"

  "Definitely. I have all sorts of plans for your hot little body," he promised the aroused girl. John rose to his feet, so that she had to look up at him, even with the extra height from her shoes.

  Sparks kicked the high heels off, to reduce her height and emphasise the arousing size difference between them. She gasped in excitement as he scooped her up in his arms and placed her on the middle of the bed. John followed after her, with her watching his every move, the eager anticipation clear on her face.

  "You made me look like this..." she teased, stroking one
hand along her toned thigh and the other down her slender neck to cup her full breasts. "What would you like to do to me?"

  "Tonight, I'm going to fuck you so hard, you’re going to have trouble remembering your own name...” he growled, his eyes flashing dangerously with lust. “Then I’m going to fill your belly with so much cum, you'll think you're pregnant!"

  Sparks moaned hungrily as she stared into his eyes, her pupils rapidly widening, the golden coronas around the pupils dilating.

  "You'll need to get used to that feeling... I have every intention of breeding your hot little ass." he promised with conviction.

  She gasped as she felt a surge of elation, her young body desperate to be used in that way. Falling back on the bed she writhed with need, her thighs squeezing together as she let out a sexy moan.

  John placed a possessive hand on her toned stomach, savouring the warmth of her skin. "You really want it, don't you?" he asked rhetorically, already knowing the answer. “My baby in your womb, me making you mine forever...”

  The redhead bit her lip and arched her back so she could lean into his hand, nodding wantonly.

  "It turns you on to think of you and your 'sisters' all knocked up. You probably want me to do you all at the same time," he stated, barely keeping a lid on his burning desire to get started right now.

  "Oh my God..." Sparks groaned. "Fuck the foreplay, I need you inside me!"

  John moved confidently between her stocking clad thighs, watching as she spread her legs for him in invitation. He lifted up the short plaid skirt and saw she wasn't wearing any underwear, exposing her glistening folds to his eager view. Nodding his appreciation, he nuzzled the head of his cock between the lips of her pussy, feeling how wet she was for him. He leaned over her, taking her wrists in his hands and held them above her head, pinning them to the mattress.

  He was only inches away from her and stared into her lovely sky-blue orbs. “So beautiful... I can’t believe you’re mine.”

  Sparks turned away instinctively, as if trying to hide the scarred cheek, forgetting for a moment that he’d healed her weeks ago. She blushed when she realised what she was doing, then looked up at him again, tremendous gratitude in her eyes. “I am yours... yours forever!”

  Her look turned more sultry as she revelled in being restrained like this, her chest heaving as she took in deep breaths. Writhing in his grasp, her big, sensitive breasts brushed against his chest as he hovered over her, the contact making her moan with excitement. She’d been flat as a board only a month ago, but being fed a steady diet of his cum had transformed her into the statuesque beauty she was today.

  John applied more pressure with the head of his cock, forcing his way in and making her slim young body yield to his massive girth. “There you go, let’s fill you up...”

  "Fuuuck!" she wailed, as her malleable body stretched to take every inch of him.

  "That's a good girl," John crooned in her ear, as he pushed deeper. He’d already stretched her pussy to take him, but he needed to completely bury himself inside her. Feeling the contact with her cervix, he kept up the pressure until her last barrier surrendered to him and he was able to sink the last couple of inches into her stuffed belly.

  Sparks trembled beneath him, lifting her knees higher to open her pelvis and let him really penetrate her with everything he had. “Does that feel good, Sir?”

  “That feels amazing,” he groaned, his cock brushing the back of her womb as she took his entire length. "Now flex that tight little pussy and let me know you're happy I'm home."

  Sparks moaned with passion and followed his orders, using her powerful internal muscles to grip him tightly as though welcoming his cock with a hug. "I wish you could stay inside me all the time!"

  "You really are a naughty schoolgirl! That's very selfish," John playfully admonished her, rotating his hips and grinding himself against her clit. "Think about your poor sisters. How am I going to impregnate them if I'm up to my balls in your pussy the whole time?"

  "I'm sorry, Sir,” she groaned, closing her eyes as she revelled in the sensations. “I've been a bad girl."

  "You have, but I'm going to have to punish you another time," he promised. "Tonight is about packing your teenage belly full of spunk!"

  "You like that I'm only a teenager, don't you?" she asked, opening her eyes and watching him through hooded eyes. "You're old enough to be my daddy."

  "I might be old enough to be your daddy,” John said as he met her searching gaze. “But I’ve got things in mind for you that no father should be thinking about..."

  John was a forty year old retired Marine and a trader, while Sparks was an eighteen-year-old orphan he’d rescued from indentured slavery as gunsmith for an asteroid gang. It was a significant age gap, but seeing the look of unadulterated delight on her face as her snug nubile body gripped his shaft, reassured him that they shared more than a few common interests. More than just their glorious sexual compatibility, they were building strong bonds of love and trust between them.

  He pulled back then slowly stuffed her full of his cock, forcing her pussy walls to stretch and feeling the rippling flesh making way for him.

  Sparks groaned, rocking her hips gently to meet his thrust. "Oh God, that feels so good!"

  "I know, honey. You need a good fucking, don't you?" John said, gazing into her eyes.

  "I do," she agreed lustily. "Don't hold back, I really want you to give it to me!"

  John nodded his agreement, pulling back and then thrusting forward again, more forcefully this time. He began to maintain a steady pounding rhythm as he pinned her underneath him, holding her arms tightly above her head. Whenever he was up to his balls inside her, he ground against her clit, which drew gasps of encouragement from the redhead. She brought her stocking-clad legs up to rest across his back, allowing her to thrust back against him. Sparks panted breathily and used her strong supple body to rock in perfect rhythm with his thrusts, making each pistoning movement feel longer and deeper.

  "It looks like I'm really going to have to thank Jade," John said, a broad grin on his face.

  "Why's that?" Sparks panted breathily, her hips moving with a delicious sensuality.

  He groaned as her athletic young body flexed and bucked underneath him. "After those dance lessons, you and Calara fuck like minxes!"

  The redhead groaned with lust, remembering the gorgeous Latina riding her man so erotically just this morning. "I love the thought of you fucking the girls, it gets me so wet...”

  "My very own sexy little harem," John agreed. "A perfect selection of tight teenagers for me to ride whenever I like!"

  "Oh fuck! You're such a bad boy!" Sparks gasped as he held her down. "Fuck me harder!"

  Her thighs trembled as they clung tightly to his waist, her muscles aching under the strain as he fucked her without mercy. A long wail escaped her lips as she cried out her orgasm, her pussy desperately trying to grip the huge cock that was driving her so wild.

  John maintained the pace, keeping her body at fever pitch as she came long and hard. He eventually eased back a little, just stroking in and out of her as she rode out her orgasm until she began to relax. That was when he suddenly rammed in hard and ground his pelvis against her, maintaining the pressure and friction on her clit. Pinned in place, the redhead could only writhe underneath him as he made her responsive young flesh sing for him again.