Family Doesn't Always Mean Blood - Sex Stories

Family Doesn't Always Mean Blood

... chance in protecting them. The pirates came into view presenting two RFL-3N Rifleman's, a TDR-5S Thunder Bolt, a CPLT-C1 Catapult, and the most feared of all, the one Mech that brought a bitter taste to the mouths of even the most experienced Mech Warriors... the AS7-D Atlas. Their father's Stinger looked so small and fragile standing before the menacing force. They could only see the upper torso of their father's Mech due to the fact he was standing in front of the warehouse, he was facing away from them but they could see through the Stinger's motions that their father was trying to reason with the pirates. Amanda stood up concerned when the pirates brought their weapons to bear, she saw her father fire his medium laser at the Atlas. The laser blast ricocheted harmlessly off the thick torso armor and flashed off endlessly into the air. The five pirate Mechs opened up together on the Stinger, laying one shot from each weapon into the thin armor of the recon Mech. The combined savageness practically vaporized the families restoration project. When the smoke and dust cleared away the children could no longer see any part of their dad's Mech, it just looked like a charred piece of ground where their dad had been standing. The pirates exited their Mechs and scouted the place looking for someone. They knew from the short range sensors that at least one other person was somewhere around, it turned out to be an amazing stroke of luck that Devon and Amanda were hiding just meters ...

... beyond the limited range of the sensors. The pirates found the one they were looking for hiding in the warehouse armed with a Zeus automatic heavy assault rifle. The mother, Susan, felt her heart pounding as she caught a glimpse of the pirates entering the warehouse and knew she had to defend herself. She tried to take a few deep breaths to calm her nerves and steadied her assault rifle. She leaned out from some crates she was hiding behind and squeezed the trigger, sending 11mm full metal jacket rounds towards the pirates. They jumped down and rolled behind cover and started to shoot back with their own rifles. Susan was so intent on nailing the bastards that she failed to notice the pilot of the Atlas flank around to her left. The pirate fired a burst of three rounds and one of them caught Susan just above her waist. The bullet tore through Susan's lower organs, exiting through her right side. She crumpled over losing her grip on her rifle and the Atlas pilot ran up and kicked it away from her. Susan was trying to crawl but the pain ripped through her, a stabbing burning sensation screamed at her from within her abdomen. she tried to get up but slipped on her blood and fell face first onto the ground. The five pirates surrounded her and one of them grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up. "Ahhh... that's too bad, this bitch is sweet, could have been a nice fuck!" he said as he dropped her to the ground. One of the others replied chuckling. "Doesn't matter, she still is." ...