Gifts are presented and examined

Later, Captain Joamo once again stood outside the Royal Cabin. This time she was less nervous. She was here to fulfill her duty and hand over the Princess' new toy. Hopefully, she would like him. Then all they'd have to do was to sail safely to Tasim-4 and deliver their important cargo.

"Enter!" the Princess yelled, and the door opened. It was quite dark. The two of them stepped inside, and the door closed behind them. Stan noted with curiousity the carpeted floor below him.

It was hard to see in the dim lights, but the Emperor's daughter appeared to be somewhat appropriately dressed. She was inclined on a relaxing chair, watching some movie on a screen on the wall.

"Your Royal Highness, we have completed the Queen's orders. Here he is."

Princess Yulia, 18, looked up at the two and snapped her hands. A lamp above them turned on, illuminating the newcomers with a cone of light.

"He looks boring."

"I can assure you he is perfectly --"

"UNDRESS!" Yulia commanded, and turned off the screen. Stan looked at Captain Joamo, who nodded, and he began to unbutton his shirt.

"No, not you!" the beautiful blonde Princess said, "The Captain!"

"I beg your pardon?" Serrah said.

"You heard me. Undress!"

This was not how they should treat a hero of the Empire, she thought. She deserved better. Yet she also knew that the Emperor and his family was all-powerful. Their word was law, and the Princess was a small part of the royal family. Reluctantly, the brunette unzipped her suit, and let it fall to the floor.

"Underwear too!" the Princess commanded. Serrah just barely avoided to roll her eyes. Soon the brunette was standing there in the nude, her sexy body exposed to the Princess and Stan.

"Now get down on your knees!" she commanded, and threw a pillow over to Serrah.

"No, not facing me, facing him! God, you are so stupid."

Stan grinned as the Princess commanded the Captain around. He looked down at her, now kneeling in front of him. He was already getting hard by the sight of her fine body.

"Come on, take out his cock! Let me see what you've come up with!"

Serrah traced the outline of his cock through his pants. Phew, he was ready. She unbuttoned his pants, then reached inside and pulled it out. Looking over at the young Princess, she slowly jerked the thick meat, making it harder and harder until it stood proudly by itself.

There was no apparent reaction from the spoiled 18-year-old blonde.

"Go on..." she said.

Serrah didn't have to ask for instructions. Pushing her tongue out, she licked slowly from the very base of his cock. She locked eyes with the Princess, and, as if demonstrating the impressive length, she took her time, letting her soft, wet tongue slide upwards towards the swollen head.

The brunette looked up at the stud she had created, and gave him a smile. Then she opened her mouth and descended on him. This time, she was able to open wider, getting 3 inches inside her wet orifice. She bobbed her head tenderly up and down the big cock. Gradually, she realized how much she loved it, and soon, more of the thick shaft entered her mouth. Soon, she felt it against her throat, and she gagged. Stan groaned deeply, encouraging her. She was his slut now, she realized, but it wasn't scaring her. She reached down to her pussy. Yeah, just as she had guessed. She was dripping.

"OK, stop!" the Princess suddenly interrupted. Reluctantly, Serrah let the thick penis slip out of her mouth. Gasping for air, the brunette failed to notice all the saliva dripping down from the thick shaft to her firm tits.

The Princess stood up, and the ceiling lights came on, bathing the room in a soft, sexy glow. Stan could finally see the girl. She was gorgeous. Long, blonde hair in soft waves, framing the cutest face he had ever seen. Her button nose sprinkled with soft freckles, and her eyes deeply blue, she was the epitome of teenage beauty.

Princess Yulia casually let her silky blue dress fall to the floor. The two others watched the blonde in silence as she started to make her way towards them. The curvy 18-year-old reached back to unclasp her white bra. When she revealed her big tits, Stan stared like a fourteen-year-old boy hiding in the girls' locker room. He had never seen anyone like her; The Princess was sculpted to perfection, and her breasts were out of this world. They were quite large, but not comically so, just perfectly out of proportion to her otherwise petite body. With a natural bounce as she tiptoed towards them, he noticed just how firm and perfectly shaped they were.

"Impressive, Captain Joamo," the Princess said. "both the cock..." she added, stopping two feet in front of the pair. She reached out and let her index finger run along the length of the massive erection. She looked at it, then up at Stan and winked. The lucky man swallowed his drool. Princess Yulia turned to Serrah, and put her finger on the brunette's full lips. Serrah acted on instinct, sucking on the delicate finger. The Princess smiled wickedly. "... and the cocksucker!"

"Now, you can undress too," she said, and Stan didn't waste a second shedding his suit.

"While you..." she continued, pulling her finger out of the brunette Space Captain's mouth, "have a job to do."

"Certainly, Your Highness," Serrah said, "I shall return to the bridge". She bent down to gather her clothes.

"Not that!" the Princess said. She pushed the brunette's head into her crotch. "Eat my pussy!"

Stan slowly stroked his slick cock as he watched the surprised brunette pull the Princess' panties down. Her pussy was perfect, of course, with smooth, thick outer lips and a small patch of hair above the slit. He grinned as the curvy blonde pushed Serrah towards her pussy, forcing her to lick it.

"So, can he fuck?" the Princess asked.

"Mmmf," Serrah replied, unable to escape the deaths grip of the Princess. The blonde looked him straight in the eye.

"You know I'm the Princess, right? I could pick and choose studs back in the capital."

"Yes, I've been told so," Stan replied, almost frightened at how much he craved to sink his monster deep inside this bombshell.

"Aah..." she sighed, as the Captain hit a particularily good spot with her velvet tongue.

"You do look promising," Princess Yulia continued, "but a big gun is useless if you can't shoot. There's nothing more pathetic than a hung man who can't please a woman!"

Stan chuckled. He had gradually realized this was just her way of testing him. The Princess tried to intimidate him and make him lose his self-confidence. However, he felt strangely confident. During that amazing threesome with Serrah and Meea, he surprised himself with an almost sixth sense on how to talk, touch and fuck. A slick grin formed on his face as he pictured their hot bodies trashing in orgasm. Gone was the clumsy, nervous and selfish guy of his past. Maybe it was side-effects of the procedure. Maybe something else. He didn't care. He knew he was ready.

Holding her gaze, he said calmly,

"Yeah, don't worry. I'll fuck your brains out."

"Good," she said, but Stan could see a tiny smile form on her lips. "Her first."