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Sharing Too Much	By : FairySlayer Category: +1 through F > Atomic Betty Views: 5957 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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(Originally posted September 30, 2006)

There was dead silence as Maximus I.Q. stared speechlessly at Atomic Betty's crew through the communication link. His eyes were nearly bulging out of his head and his mouth was agape as the flustered super villain tried to say something, but words failed him. At his side, Minimus P.U.'s toady face showed equal horror before spinning around, but even his nastier side was too shocked to speak.

Atomic Betty's knees wobbled as Sparky helped her up off the floor of the Starcruiser, but even he seemed to have trouble believing that this wasn't all some horrible dream. X-5 finally broke the awkward silence. "On behalf of our commander, we must apologize to you, Maximus, and you too, Minimus."

"Chief, are you all right?" Sparky quietly asked the bleary-eyed girl, but the answer was obvious as she fumbled to find something unseen in her captain's seat. He draped her left arm over his neck and put his right arm around her back, under the shaky girl's shoulder. "Why don't you lie down for a while," he whispered while carefully leading her to the hatch.

With their enemies still staring in disbelief, X-5 continued, "The chief has been under extreme pressure lately and I'm sure she didn't mean to snap at you, especially in such a highly-personal way."

Sparky couldn't resist looking back and interjecting, "But it's your own fault, really, for doing so many evil things lately. What's with that anyways? Maybe if you'd just give it a rest…!"

"I think I'm gonna be sick," Betty groaned, instantly getting her pilot's attention.

"Uh oh," Sparky whispered as he quickly put his free arm under her knees and lifted her up in his arms. He hurriedly carried her off the bridge as Maximus' face turned to an indignant scowl.

Now furious, Maximus verbally assaulted the robot, "This is… outrageous! Sure, I wasn't particularly pleased to begin with, seeing how you just destroyed the Pharaohtine ship I'd just, uh, acquired. But to be subjected to such crude and degrading insults is just so… insulting!" An evil grin formed on the large cat's face as he smugly added, "As a matter of fact, I might even file an official complaint with Admiral DeGill."

"But boss," Minimus interrupted, "I think you really hurt her feelings." Then, his head quickly spinning around, his nasty face added, "Heh! You should definitely do that more often!"

X-5 again tried to appease the evil overlord. "While you have every right to seek redress in this matter, I believe the captain will be the first to admit that her behavior was inexcusable, once her illness passes. Do not be at all surprised to receive a full apology from her once she recovers, whether or not you file charges."

"Be that as it may, just let her know that I am really disappointed with her right now," Maximus sneered, much to Minimus' bewilderment.

"I understand, and, again, we are all truly sorry for all of this. Well, at least everything that happened after we blew up that super weapon," X-5 offered once more.

Maximus shut off the signal as a look of grave concern covered his face, further confusing his minion.

"Geesh, Atomic Betty really hasn't been herself lately, huh?" Minimus offered. To the two-faced monkey's further surprise, his master broke out in gales of evil laughter and just walked away. Making sure that he was alone, the underling sheepishly brought up the recording of the last communication and, after stopping to curiously examine his fingers, began playing it back.

Meanwhile, Sparky carefully guided his shaky commander from her personal bathroom back into her dimly-lit cabin. The captain's quarters were rather Spartan, containing only a bunk, a small empty desk, and a single wooden chair. Not being a full-time operative, Atomic Betty had never needed to use them before because the Starcruiser could roam the galaxy faster than she could walk between classes back on Earth; and, until recently, most of her missions had been rather short.

"Made it just in time," Sparky assured her while laying her down on the bunk. "School was already out when you left your planet, so we'll just teleport you home once we're sure you'll be okay." Sparky stared thoughtfully for a moment as Betty slumped onto her side and curled up into a ball, facing him. His eyes couldn't help but watch as her skirt changed texture and shape in response to her movement, only revealing the outline of her shapely bottom while making sure it remained covered at all times. Without realizing it, Sparky nodded to himself while watching the intelligent fabric do its job, as it had often saved him from embarrassment by suppressing a certain bulge at inopportune moments.

His admiration was interrupted when he finally noticed that Betty's eyes were wide open, quietly watching his face as he seemed to stare approvingly at her body. Too bad the uniform can't stop me from embarrassing myself out of stupidity, Sparky thought as he looked at her sheepishly. Fortunately, she only gave him a weak smile while staring into his eyes, and he thought that, as usual, she had already given him the benefit of the doubt about his seemingly-inappropriate gaze. Strangely, neither one considered what had happened on the bridge just minutes earlier.

"Are you sure you don't want to go to Guardian Medical Center? That's what it's there for, and we can still have you back home before dinner."

Betty's smile faded and she shook her head before staring off into space, so Sparky figured that there had been enough embarrassing moments that day and he started to leave. However, he immediately turned back around and pulled her bunched-up panties from his pocket. "You'll probably want these back, too," he offered nervously while placing them on the desk.

Betty reached out for them and started to sit up, so he tried to hand them to her. Instead, she put her hand on his wrist and firmly drew him towards the bed. Then she really surprised him by biting her lower lip for a second before asking, "Can you stay?"

"Of course!" the Newtropian apologized while sitting on the edge of her bunk. She laid her head back down and looked up at him with her big green eyes, forgetting to let go of his arm.

"Are you mad at me?" she whispered plainly, barely waiting a moment before shooting him a curious look and adding, "Because I don't even know why I did that."

"No, don't be ridiculous!" he whispered back with an intensity that made her cringe, and she gripped his left hand tightly. "That feline fathead kept you up almost every night for over a week: it's no wonder you came down with some nasty bug. So don't worry. You just get a good night's sleep and I'll get my mamoola to make you some Taraniff worm stew. You'll be good as new in no time."

"You've always been so good to me, Sparky," she said almost sadly while absentmindedly stroking his hand. "You always look out for me, and not just because you're following orders. You actually care about me." Then she quickly added, "and X-5."

The green-skinned lieutenant began to blush bright yellow. "Aww, you're more to me than just a captain. Heck, you're the best captain a guy could ask for." He was so busy trying to be humble that he didn't notice that she had slipped her underwear from his grip and held his hand against the side of her face. "And we're good friends, too."

She gripped his upper arm and started to pull herself up, so he helped her up and she put her arm around his shoulder to steady herself. After looking up and down his face, she brought her left hand up to his cheek and whispered, "I remember when Dr. Cerebral tried to shoot me with the stupifactor ray, and you jumped in front of me so that your intelligence would be drained instead."

"I just figured I had a lot less to lose," he tried to laugh it off as the intelligent fabric in his pants stiffened up around his groin. "Besides, anything requiring intelligence is X-5's job, anyway."

"And when I was hanging above a pit of tinsel vipers, you and X-5 jumped in to distract them so I could get away."

Nervously, he admitted, "Well, falling in was an accident."

"Shhh!" Betty pressed a finger against his lips. "You don't have to be so modest with me."

"Modesty is good!" he said while gently guiding her hand from his face. "As a matter of fact, I should give you some privacy so you can change into your normal clothes without all that spinning around. X-5 is driving too slow, but I'll get you home in five minutes." He tried to stand up and help her to lie down again, but she wouldn't budge.

"Sparky?" She looked at him, almost frightened, getting his full attention. "Do you love me?"

Without hesitation he answered emphatically, "Of course I do." Then he gave her a gentle hug, holding her against his shoulder for several seconds and stroking her hair. "You're like a sister to me."

As he began to let her go, Betty leaned in closer to him, her pretty little nose just touching his large honker. "I mean more than just friends, more than family…"

One eye squinted to show his confusion. "You mean, like, food?"

Licking her lips, she tilted her head while leaning in, and then she kissed him hard. His eyes nearly bulged out of his head as he pulled away, accidentally dragging her off of the bed with him. Realizing this, he grabbed her again to stop her from falling but lost his footing. Instead, he tumbled back and she landed on top of him, her head hitting his lower belly as his butt hit the deck. Betty just laughed as he pushed himself up on his elbows and looked down at her in shock.

"I have to prove that I love you, too. Don't I?" she giggled while unfastening his belt buckle and peeling down his pants to his hips. His green shaft popped up to attention, with its dark-yellow head pulsing as his heart raced wildly. Betty held onto his hips as he tried to pull away, clumsily yanking his pants down to his ankles and trapping him by his feet. She then just gazed at his exposed member in awe, surprised at how much larger it was than her cousin Kyle's erection — the very last time she ever had to give him a bath. Sparky's hairless sack firmed up in the cool air and the small tuft of pink fur above his cock stood on end as she admired his partial nakedness.

"Chief!" yelped the confused pilot. Betty climbed over him on all fours and, after barely managing to undo her belt buckle, just about collapsed with her chest on his. He struggled to stay propped up as they lay there, face to face. "We can't do this!"

She muffled his continuing protests with a long, tender kiss while keeping a tight grip on his upper arms. Soon the warm feeling of her tongue sliding around in his mouth, the taste of her strawberry lip gloss, and her bare thigh grazing against his manhood got the better of him. He started kissing her back furiously while slowly lowering himself, giving in to his commander's desires. Once he was laying flat on the floor, he reached up to embrace her but she slid back on her knees, kissing and biting his face, neck, and chest while the head of his cock was pushed down against her tight butt cheeks. The redhead pushed his shirt up and began kissing and nibbling his flat stomach, slowly pushing his uniform top off as she worked her way back up his bare chest and neck. After it was bunched up to his chin, she shoved his shirt over his head roughly, jerking his arms over his head and getting it caught on his large nose momentarily. The young captain left it on his forearms and feverishly began kissing his face and lips again while caressing his neck and shoulders.

Sparky struggled for a moment to free his arms and wrapped them around the young girl, who immediately reached back and guided his hands under her top, placing them on her waist. Without breaking their kiss, she then pulled her top up to her neck and wriggled her arms out of it. Even then, she bunched up the collar between their faces so that their lips were separated for less than a second as she pulled it from between them. His member slid from its resting place and he felt a sudden chill on its base, it now being wet with her juices. He suddenly turned his head to the side and tried to slide his groin down away from her.

"What's wrong?" she asked while propping herself up on her hands and staring down on the embarrassed subordinate who wouldn't even return her gaze.

"I," he stuttered. "I think I wet myself," he sheepishly admitted.

Bringing her lips right to his ear, she whispered, "You mean this?" Arching her back slightly, she slid her knees apart and brought her hips back until her moist slit was against the top of his rod. Slowly, she began rubbing her sex up and down against it, tickling it with her sparse red pubic hair as it picked up more of her juices from between her soft lower lips. "That's all me, silly."

He let out a slow gasp and finally looked back up at her. "Do you need to use the bathroom or something?"

The lovely guardian giggled in response. "It's because you make me feel so good." After laying a gentle kiss on his lips once more, she added, "It makes it easier."

"Makes what easier?" he sincerely wanted to know.

Betty flashed him a mischievous smile. "You've never done this before?"

Unable to stop staring at her eyes, he only shook his head weakly. Betty fumbled to unzip her skirt and then tossed it aside.

She lifted herself on her arms until she could get up on her knees, then she placed her hands over his, still on her waist. Sparky marveled at her taut mounds that her uniform had been hiding for so long. Though they weren't huge, they were a sweet pair of firm, round-bottomed apples tipped with tiny pink areolae that seemed to point upwards. She guided his hands up to her small white globes and massaged herself through his shaking hands. Then she bent her hips and carefully kneeled back until her slit ran up the top of his stiffness, the tip sliding gently along the outer folds of her most-tender spot. Once the head was halfway up her love zone, she slid her sex down the underside of his shaft, making sure it was nice and slippery.

"Neither have I, but it's going to be wonderful," she assured him.

Leaning forward and placing her hands on either side of his head, she began to kiss him again while leaving enough room for him to cautiously explore her breasts. Kneading them gently at first, he then began to trace a circle around her hard little nipple with the fingers of one hand while giving her other a gentle squeeze that made his commander shudder. In response, she bit his upper lip, holding it between her bottom teeth and upper lip for a few seconds as she growled playfully. It almost made him laugh, but everything was so intense and so wonderful that he could only go with whatever the precious little girl on top of him had in mind.

Without warning, she stopped her oral assault and put her forehead against his, her large, beautiful green eyes staring into his wide white circles. Thinking that he might have done something wrong, he stopped fondling her breasts as well and waited to find out what was happening. Breathing so hard that she was almost moaning, Atomic Betty spread her thighs wider and pressed forward, working the head of his soaked cock into the folds of her dripping pussy. The wound up pilot slid his hands to her side and face as she dropped her chest onto his and hugged his neck tightly.

With short ragged breaths, she pushed herself down onto him, impaling her sensitive channel on all fifteen centimeters of his tense organ in one long, slow motion. He fit so nicely in her young love tunnel that she just stopped to enjoy the sensation of fullness and love that filled her at that moment. The pause also gave Sparky just enough time to relax as he got used to the tight, warm wetness inside of her. While he caught his breath, she nuzzled his face tenderly with her nose and lips, occasionally planting a soft kiss here and there.

However, it also gave him time to realize the sheer wrongness of it all. "What are we doing?" he whispered as two powerful yet conflicting feelings raced through his mind.

"I'm proving how much I love you," she answered without stopping her tender ministrations.

While feebly turning his head away from her yet also gripping her back and shoulders tighter, he moaned, "I already know, so you don't have to."

"But I want to," she insisted while slowly starting to rock back and forth on his tool, then she resumed kissing and biting his exposed neck. Before he could say anything else, she returned her face to his and forced her tongue into his mouth, removing all doubt that she wanted him.

Awkwardly at first, he began to lift his hips in time with her motions, driving their bodies together with a little more force on each stroke. Soon, he was trying to move his penis in and out of her a little with each thrust, but when she resisted his movements he relented and just worked his manhood deep inside her. Betty started grinding her whole body against his, letting her breasts and stomach mash against his body as she desperately pressed her clit into his groin with each stroke. He could feel the redhead trembling as she broke off their kiss and wrapped her arms tightly around his head. Her eyes and teeth clenched as she buried her face in his shoulder, and he could feel her struggling to maintain her rhythm.

Instinctively, he gripped her buttocks and helped guide her motions the best he could. Breathing sharply through her nose with occasional moans, Betty concentrated on the feeling of the alien cock boring into her. She was surprised to feel his tender kisses against the side of her face as she reached her breaking point. A fantastic warmth rushed through her body and her insides immediately tightened up, causing her to buck her hips violently as the orgasm ripped through her like a storm. Her knees buckled and she fell completely onto her subordinate, but he immediately took over and worked himself as best he could from underneath. The feeling of her insides trembling ran through him like electricity, suddenly making him more sensitive to all of the wonderful feelings of the young girl's naked body against his.

Betty let out a loud squeal as she sucked air in through her tensing throat, but Sparky kept on working her like she had been guiding him. The mixture of almost painful contractions and overwhelming joy filled the young girl, bringing a few tears to the corners of her eyes. Finally, she unclenched her fists, releasing Sparky's hair and slowly gripping his head and shoulders.

"Shhh… Shhh…" she insisted as she was able to move again, this time to counter the tender motions that her lover was making inside of her. "Shhh, it's okay," she assured him as they came to a stop. Still buried deep inside of her, it took several seconds for his tense rod to relax again, especially as their heavy breathing made it shift ever so slightly back and forth. Sparky was interrupted from wondering if this is how it was supposed to end when Betty opened her eyes and he turned to look at her.

"Are you okay?" he worried aloud when he saw her tears, but she then smiled at him as he brought a hand up to wipe them away. With a slow, sexy blink, she gave the edge of his palm a warm, lingering lick.

Bringing a hand up to his face, too, she gently ran a finger over his mouth before hooking his lower lips with it. Then, she moved her head over his and rained a series of soft, wet kisses all over his face. Pulling her knees together for better leverage, and to relieve her aching thighs, she lifted her groin up off of him until his head was just at the entrance of her love channel. "Now it's your turn," she warned him while unsteadily lowering herself back onto his green pole. Feeling the wonderful smooth wetness stroking the full length of his cock made him gasp as his eyes rolled back in his head. With her elbows bent, she pressed her hands into his shoulders to both pin him down and support her again-shaky body on his. Sparky brought his hands up to her hips and, with some effort, stabilized her up and down motions.

Despite her vagina being extremely sensitive right after such a powerful orgasm, Betty was determined to get Sparky off no matter what, and his eagerness to help her long sliding motions only reinforced her resolve. Betty winced in a mixture of discomfort and embarrassment, feeling a pang of guilt for cumming before Sparky when she had desperately wanted to thank him for all his kindness and understanding.

Now that her adrenalin had been all but depleted, the dizzying weakness returned and she started to feel nauseous again, but she struggled to contain it because she didn't want to disappoint her loyal crew member. She just closed her eyes and concentrated on completely engulfing his smooth shaft before immediately lifting herself up off of it once again, going slowly to conserve her strength. For a moment she considered letting him get on top to finish off however he wanted, but she knew he would sense her frailty and insist that she return to bed; worst of all, in this state she wouldn't be able to stop him from being so noble.

Fortunately, Sparky was soon bucking up against her motions, sparing her some effort and signaling that he was close. With her last bit of strength, she laid down on him again and held on while kissing his cheeks and letting him do most of the work. As he closed his eyes and bit his lip, she started whispering words of encouragement in his ear, "Come on, Sparky, you can do it… I want you to show me how you feel… Let it all out…" As her insides relaxed, his pounding no longer irritated her and she started to enjoy the sounds of his loud moaning as he gripped her behind and rubbed his face against hers. All of this was starting to turn her on again, but just enough to make her hope that she could hang on until her good friend was satisfied.

Suddenly he pulled her down onto him, forcing her knees to slide out to her sides as she helplessly took his full length inside her. "Oh, chief!" She rested her face against his and weakly pushed herself down on his body as his meat exploded inside of her, spasming so hard that it even made her tingle again. Burst after burst of his hot sticky semen spewed deep inside of her, filling her with a different kind of warmth that was nearly as pleasant as the one before. As he dug deep inside of her for one or two final spurts, she rested her head between his chin and shoulder, letting her tired arms fall to his sides. He immediately wrapped his arms around her to keep her from falling off of him, but he could only stare up at the ceiling in a daze until the effects of his orgasm finally started to fade.

Eventually, he could feel their juices together drizzling onto his groin and balls while his member softened and started to come out of its happy place. "That was fantastic," he whispered in awe as he began to stroke her hair and back. There was no answer other than her heavy breathing, so he carefully lifted his head and looked into her face.

She was out cold.

He gazed lovingly at her, with her eyes just barely closed and her mouth wide open. Even with her hair a mess, her flushed face, the remains of a few tears, and even a little saliva hanging from the corner of her mouth, she was absolutely adorable. He smiled and kissed her forehead, and she responded by moaning and bringing her arms up to cuddle against his chest. He laid his head back down and sighed.

She's so cute like this, almost like my little sister, he thought with a smile.

Without warning, Betty's whole body wretched violently and she suddenly threw up on his chest and shoulder. Before he could react, she lifted her head, grimacing and gagging before releasing another burst of vomit onto him. Then, as quickly as it had started, she laid her head back down on his chest and was unconscious.

Sparky moved her head to a dry part of his chest. Feeling the warm, acrid liquid drip down his chest and neck, he winced and thought, Just like my little sister.
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