DESIRE

by Misty Vixen

DISCLAIMER

If this is your first time reading Desire, you

can safely ignore this disclaimer.

If you’re a fan and you read Desire in its original

incarnation, i.e. one novella and several episodic short

stories, then you might be wondering what’s different

between that version and this one, I want to be clear.

Quite a bit!

This first novel covers the novella that originally

launched the series. It contains roughly 12,000

words of brand new content.

I hope this helps you decide whether or not

it’s worth purchasing!

Table of Contents

CHAPTER 01

CHAPTER 02

CHAPTER 03

CHAPTER 04

CHAPTER 05

CHAPTER 06

CHAPTER 07

CHAPTER 08

OTHER TITLES

ABOUT ME

CHAPTER 01

Derek sat in the space station terminal and tried not to feel nervous.

He wasn’t very good at it.

Especially in unknown situations that were very new to him. And this was about as new as it had gotten so far in his brief twenty two years of life. He looked around the area, trying to distract himself. The place was packed. There were half a dozen different species traveling through the station, though it was mostly a human place. He saw a few of the petite, pale, technology-studded xenians, some furred cyvits, with their cat ears and tails, a few gray-skinned, large-eyed quine. His gaze stopped to linger on a particularly beautiful xenian woman.

She was average height and weight for a xenian: maybe five feet tall and probably not over a hundred pounds. Her skin was dead pale and he could see silver nodes of technology sticking out of her arms and her neck. She was standing by the window and he could see her face in the reflection, her glowing white eyes. Her short brunette hair was pulled into a ponytail. She wore pink shorts and a red t-shirt.

Derek felt a stab of lust as he studied her, then, on its heels, a strange guilt that he didn’t believe in. Well, some of the guilt was legitimate. It wasn’t the greatest thing to do, turn every pretty girl you saw into a porn star in your head, but he’d done well to keep it to himself, and who didn’t do that? He never hit on girls when they obviously didn’t want to be hit on, he’d never grabbed a woman or tried to force himself on one. If the answer was no, he accepted that without a problem. The two relationships he’d been in so far had been good ones. The first ending due to the fact that they were both going to colleges on different planets, and because the love and lust had fizzled a bit and they were discovering that they didn’t really go well together.

The second ended for much the same reason about six months ago.

There’d been no hurt feelings, no big fights, just a kind of loneliness and sadness at seeing another good person exiting his life.

But the other guilt, the larger part of it, he knew was false.

Living in a galaxy where over half a dozen different species of beings mixed and mingled meant that, if you were a human at least, (xenian, too, he knew), it was a large social taboo to date or sleep with someone of another species. A lot of people still did it, well, maybe not a lot, but some, but you could still see the general disapproval. Humans had only been among the aliens for four decades now, it would take a bit longer to ease the racial tensions.

Or maybe they would never ease.

Either way, he didn’t care. Though his two girlfriends had both been human, he would have gladly dated a xenian or a dysil or a cyvit. He was very attracted to them. Love and lust were often blind, and so long as two, (or more), consenting adults were enjoying the relationship or just casual sex, what difference did it make?

This led him back to what he was doing here in a space station waiting for a shuttle to come and whisk him away.

Three days ago, he had received a message.

It was unannounced and unknown, and when he read it, he almost passed it off as spam. But something seemed off about it. It seemed too well-craft and also too personalized to be spam. Plus, it wasn’t asking for credits or any personal information. It was an invitation to a very private, very high-quality space station, a sex resort.

Desire.

He’d never heard of it before. When he started to do some research, he found out that they were definitely private and exclusive. A lot of people talked about it, but few people were allowed in. It was more than a brothel, more than a sex resort, though he wasn’t entirely sure what. The message was written, apparently, personally by the owner and founder of the station. She explained that a few times a year, out of a kind of compassion and want to give back to the community, they selected, through a highly complex process, people to come and visit the station and enjoy its many pleasures. And he had been selected.

They were going to give him an all expenses paid, one week trip to Desire. And they meant all expenses paid. The woman, who called herself Venus, promised him that he would not have to spend a single credit beyond actually getting to the port.

He’d debated for a solid two days while doing his research. Ultimately, he decided that it was a genuine offer, and he decided to accept it. He’d sent another message back saying as such and had almost immediately received a response with information on where to go to be picked up. He’d packed his bags and headed for the nearest port, then had ridden a shuttle up to the space station in orbit, where he was now.

And here he waited.

Although he didn’t have to much longer. He saw a ship gliding silently towards the private docking bay that he had been assigned a ticket to. His heart fluttered a bit. So this was really happening. He was actually going to get on a shuttle and be brought to a space station that catered exclusively to sexual pleasure.

His mind had been wandering for days with fantasy after fantasy.

He’d always dreamed of having sex with an alien woman. A xenian or a cyvit or a dysil. He thought it would be amazing, a truly unique and insanely pleasurable experience, but he could only imagine. It didn’t seem real, though, he realized as he watched the ship settle into place and begin docking procedures.

It seemed like a dream, or a trick, or like magic.

Like it would disappear at any second.

Not just the ship, but the whole thing. The trip, the space station, the women. There was a subtle but noticeable vibration as the ship finished docking. Almost feeling like his body was moving on its own, Derek grabbed the duffel bag he’d packed, just some clothes and a tablet, and stood up. He crossed the area stiffly, coming to the private bay where he swiped his thumb and had his retina scanned.

Once the biometric machine confirmed he was who he claimed to be, the door opened. As he stepped inside, it shut firmly behind him. The room beyond was small and simple, just a basic receiving bay, but it was very clean and smelled very nice. Definitely high class. He waited while the airlock at the far side of the room did its thing. The feeling of falseness wouldn’t go away. He felt like a man in a dream.

Was he really doing this?

The airlock hissed open. A shockingly beautiful redhead was standing on the other side, wearing a very revealing outfit that left very little to the imagination and seemed to do everything it could to show off her figure.

Which was amazing.

She was curvy in all the right places. Her skin was pale, smooth, and flawless. Her eyes glowed a deep electric blue. Her large, beautiful breasts and thick thighs were showcased very nicely by the scraps of clothing she was wearing, and her long, red hair hung down, framing her face. She, too, seemed unreal, like she had stepped out of a picture.

“Hello, Derek,” she said, and wow did she have a sexy voice. “My name is Juliet. I’m going to be traveling with you to Desire and tending to whatever you need.”

“Hi,” he said after a moment, feeling extremely awkward. He never really received direct attention like this from a woman this attractive.

“Would you like to come onboard now?” she asked brightly.

“Yes.”

He walked forward and joined her in the airlock. She took his hand and laced their fingers together, making his heart start to hammer more. Her skin was soft and warm and very smooth. He cleared his throat uncomfortably as a question occurred to him.

“So, am I the only one on this flight?” he asked.

“Yes. Just you and me. And the pilots, technically, but you won’t be seeing them.”

“Oh. Okay. Um...how long will the flight be?”

“About eighteen hours.”

“That...seems like a long time.”

“Oh, don’t worry. This isn’t like normal shuttles. This is more like a luxury cruise. The cabin you’ll be staying in has lots of things to keep you entertained...like me,” she said.

He didn’t know how to respond to that, so he said nothing. The airlock finished doing its thing and they stepped through. After passing through a small entryway, Derek began to get a feel for the enormity of what was happening.

The cabin was seriously nice. The floor was covered in plush, soft blue carpeting. The wall ahead of him was a kitchen area done up in some smooth gray material. He saw a full-sized, polished silver fridge, counter-space, dishwasher, sink, oven, microwave, and coffeemaker, along with several other fancier food-making things he didn’t recognize at first glance. Everything was new and polished. There was a large, comfortable couch and a huge TV taking up one corner, and across from it was a king size bed. Through an open door at the back of the room, he could just make out a toilet and a huge tub. Derek slowly walked into the middle of the room.

“Holy shit,” he said.

“Have you ever traveled like this before?” Juliet asked.

“No, not like this,” he replied.

“You’re going to enjoy it tremendously. Now, is there anything I can interest you in? We’ve got a huge library of media, or we could get something to eat if you’re hungry, or we could get straight to the fun stuff and I could blow you,” she said.

He turned to look at her. “What?” he asked.

She smiled at him. “I said, I can give you a blowjob if you like. I swallow,” she replied.

“I, um...uh, yeah...yeah, let’s do that,” he said, feeling amazingly stupid because of how turned on he was right now.

He was sure it was because all the blood was rushing to his dick just then, as he could feel it swelling and stiffening, straining against the fabric of his boxers and jeans.

“Well then, how about you take your clothes off?” Juliet suggested as she got out of her small top.

Her breasts were freed.

They were huge.

They were also perfect. They were large, yet very perky and firm, speckled with a dusting of freckles and topped by perfectly sized nipples that were the sexiest shade of pink. They jiggled as she tossed aside the top, then pulled down the tiny skirt she’d been wearing. She hadn’t been wearing panties beneath it, apparently.

Now she was naked before him, and it was like looking at a goddess.

Her thighs were very thick, so much so that they rubbed together. Her hips were broad, curved, and flawless. As she walked towards him, he could see her vagina: a smooth pink slit. It looked perfect, like the kind of pussies he saw in very high production porn. She looked like she had been designed to pleasure.

She came to stand before him and he realized two things: the first was that she was almost as tall as he was, the second was that he still hadn’t started taking his clothes off. He awkwardly kicked off his shoes and then took off his shirt.

“Here, sit down, I’ll take care of the rest,” she said. Her voice had gone from bright and cheery to husky and seductive.

He sat down and let her take care of the rest.

With quick, sure hands, she undid his button and belt, then unzipped his zipper, staring up at him through falls of fiery red hair as she did, her eyes locking with his.

“When was the last time you got your dick sucked?” she asked.

“Um, like...two and a half months ago,” he replied.

“Oh my...far too long. Have you ever been with an escort before?”

“A few times. That’s who last, uh...did that for me.”

“Well, that’s basically what I am. Though I’m a very, very high class one. I used to be two thousand credits a night, you know, before I started working on Desire...there you are,” she whispered as she pulled his pants and boxers off.

Derek shifted uncomfortably. He felt very exposed, especially considering the fact that he’d never been too keen on the size of his dick.

“Don’t worry,” Juliet said as she reached up and gently gripped his cock. He shuddered at her warm touch. “I’m only here to pleasure you. And to set you at ease, I think you’re really cute. So just...sit back and relax. I promise you’ll enjoy this.”

“Okay,” he murmured, leaning back and propping himself up on the heels of his palms. He shuddered again as he felt her hot breath whispering across the head of his dick. Then she leaned in, slowly, and stuck her tongue out.

Derek groaned loudly as she dragged it slowly, deliberately across the head. Pleasure sparked along his cock, sending jolts of joyous sexual gratification into him, making him twitch. “Holy fuck,” he groaned.

Juliet grinned and kept going, licking slowly across the head of his dick. She seemed to be trying to coat the whole thing in her saliva. It felt fucking amazing. He groaned, panting in pleasure at this point, and watched her work. This was actually happening. A high class, super fucking hot escort was licking his cock.

Then she put it into her mouth.

“Oh, Juliet, yes...” he moaned.

She started bobbing her head, her thick red lips sliding smoothly up and down the rigid length of his dick. Her eyes were closed and she seemed to be focusing intently on pleasuring him. This was really happening. He couldn’t stop thinking that. Couldn’t really get past it. But fuck did it feel so good to have her sucking his dick like this.

He’d never had head like this before.

“Ugh...Juliet...I’m gonna come,” he moaned.

She didn’t seem to hear him. She kept going, kept sucking, kept bobbing her head. Her beautiful lips continued up and down ceaselessly, like a machine. She started going a little faster and he felt one warm hand cup his balls.

“Fuck, I’m going to come in your mouth if you keep going!” he cried.

She started to go even faster, her lips sliding rapidly across the head of his cock, and she’d brought her other hand up, gripping his shaft with her thumb and first two fingers, encircling it and moving her hand in sync with her head. With her other hand, she was gently massaging his balls. He tried to give her a third warning, but there just wasn’t time. With a cry of absolute pleasure, of pure sexual satisfaction, he began to come.

It was the greatest, most powerful, most pleasurable orgasm of his life.

Or so it seemed at the time.

Derek let out a sound that tried to be a word but failed. It was a noise of exultant release, of tremendous sexual gratification. A sound of absolute, pure, raw pleasure. He could feel his seed begin leaving his body in the first hard contraction. His cock kicked powerfully in her mouth and the first volley of clearish-white stuff burst from the very tip into her mouth, practically going down her throat. He cried out as the second one came, then the third. Waves of absolute rapturous bliss were spiraling out from his core, filling his body with what seemed like an impossible pink light of uncut sexual pleasure.

He was coming in her mouth.

And she was still sucking.

Not only that, she was working the shaft, too, and he could feel her massaging his balls, almost as if she was trying everything she could to pump him dry, to the last drop. It felt like his cock had turned into a firehose, there was so much of it coming out. It was like there was no end to it. But, finally, it did come to an end. His orgasm petered out and his dick finished its dance, dry-kicking several times before finally coming to a halt.

He realized that Juliet had swallowed several times during the ordeal.

She let go of his balls and his shaft, then slowly pulled his cock out from between her pressed together lips, sucking as she did, getting everything out. He groaned at the unexpected pleasure, then his cock flopped free from her mouth, softening, feeling strange being coated in saliva and exposed to the open, warm air of the cabin.

“Just so you know, I wanted you to come in my mouth,” she said. “I know how much guys like doing that, and how much they like it when girls swallow for them.”

“It was...fucking...amazing,” Derek replied, trying to get his breath back. He felt flushed and sweaty and nearly catatonic, floating in a sea of post-orgasm pleasure.

“And that was just my mouth,” Juliet said as she got up. “Wait til you get my pussy. Or my ass, if you want.”

Despite how tired he was, he raised his head and tracked her progress as she slipped into the bathroom. “You’d let me fuck you in the ass?”

“Sure. And without protection. I’ll let you come in my ass. I’m a high class escort, dear, you can pretty much do whatever you want to me. I’ll let you know if it’s too far,” she said. He heard gargling and then spitting. She returned after doing it a few more times. “Don’t take that personally,” she said, “I actually like the taste of it. I just figured you’d want to make out with me.”

“Fine by me, and yes, I’d like to,” he replied.

She joined him on the bed, climbing onto it, her huge tits swaying as she did. They laid together, facing each other, in the center of the bed and he began making out with her. Her full, red lips were wonderfully hot and soft. She was an excellent kisser, easily the best he had ever kissed. Juliet moaned softly as they made out and began twining tongues together. And the way she tasted, it was some kind of sweet, alluring taste that made him just want more. Derek laid one of his hands across one of her huge breasts and began to gently massage it.

He’d never groped such a large breast before.

He continued groping and kissing her, and then, almost moving without thinking about it, he stopped kissing her and slipped his hand around and down to her thick, bare ass and began to grope it as he lowered his head and started to suck on one of her nipples. He’d always wanted to suck on the huge tits of a beautiful, pale redhead. And now here he was. Juliet moaned loudly as he started giving her nipple attention.

“That’s it, Derek,” she whispered, running her fingers through his hair. “That’s such a good boy. Suck my tits,” she moaned softly.

Derek could already feel his erection returning. He wanted more. He wanted pussy from her, wanted to be inside of her, wanted to bareback her. He wanted to come inside of her, to blow a huge load inside of her vagina.

He surprised himself by suddenly sitting up and pushing her onto her back. She let out a startled gasp, but not a bad one.

She grinned up at him as he slipped his hands in between her thick thighs and pulled her legs apart. “Use me,” she whispered huskily, her eyes wild. “Use me like a fuck toy, Derek.”

“Shut up,” he replied, again surprising himself.

She moaned softly and bit her lowered lip when he said that.

Once her legs were opened, he settled down between them, grabbed his cock, and placed the head of it at the entrance of her pussy. He could feel heat coming off of it. Derek pushed his cock into her and she moaned loudly.

“Oh, yes...” she moaned loudly.

Derek uttered some low sound of pure pleasure as he shoved his cock into her. Her pussy felt so good that it was like a drug. Almost unable to help himself, he started pounding her right away. She cried out and spread her legs wide for him.

“Fuck me! Yes, fuck me!” she screamed, then she began moaning loudly, her voice going up in pitch as she cried out in desperate pleasure, panting. Pure sexual bliss was tearing through him as he fucked the shit out of her, driving into her bare pussy over and over again, burying himself completely within it. He was fucking an insanely hot redhead. It was really happening. Derek groaned as she wrapped her legs around him.

“Please...yes...more...” she moaned desperately.

He leaned down and kissed her. Halfway through the kiss, she began shouting, breaking away from him, and he realized that he had made her orgasm.

“Oh yes, I’m coming! Oh fuck...hit me!” she moaned.

“What?” he replied.

“Hit me! Slap me!” she demanded.

He slapped her. He’d never slapped a woman before. He’d never struck anyone before. A jolt of dark excitement slithered through him as he did it.

“Yesyesyesyes!” she shrieked.

He could feel her orgasm intensify. Her vaginal muscles were clenching and twitching and spasming wickedly, massaging his cock, and he could feel her pussy getting way hotter and wetter. “Again!” she cried.

He hit her again, harder this time, grunting with the effort. Her cheek was red now. She cried out, really screaming this time, and that was when a spray of feminine sex juices began to escape her pussy from around his cock. He groaned loudly, feeling the liquid spraying his balls and thighs, and he started coming too.

His second orgasm was somehow even more powerful than the previous one.

“OH JULIET!” he screamed in absolute ecstasy.

He began to deposit his seed into her, filling her up with it, coming into her perfect pussy. He felt it leaving his body, spraying out one hard, pumping contraction at a time. His hips worked of their own volition, jerking forward violently, pushing himself deeper into Juliet, who was screaming her way through her own climax.

The pleasure was impossible.

It was like he had been thrown into a world of pure bliss. Every nerve ending seemed to scream with blinding ecstasy.

Eventually, the orgasm stopped, and he was left panting and slicked with sweat, lying against Juliet’s naked, voluptuous, perfect pale body. She was gasping for breath, too. He was still inside of her. He could feel his cock slowly softening. A feeling of immense satisfaction rolled through him. He finally took a deep breath and gently pulled out of her, then rolled off her, flopping onto his back, and let his breath out.

“Wow,” he said.

“Told you,” she murmured. “I didn’t freak you out or anything, did I? I normally don’t ask for things from clients but...I dunno, this feels kinda special for some reason. Not sure why. I just really wanted you to hit me...I’m really into that.”

“I could tell,” he replied. “No, I mean, it didn’t freak me out. I feel kind of bad, though. I’ve never done that before, in any capacity, fake or real, to anyone. But I liked it. A lot. Like...I really liked it,” he admitted.

“It’s okay to like it,” Juliet said. She shifted closer to him and then curled up against him. He could feel her huge, soft breasts resting on his chest. “On Desire, there’s whole buildings dedicated to stuff like that. Rough stuff. Maybe you could explore it.”

“Maybe...”

“I don’t want to pressure you, but Desire, it’s not like other...it’s a place of safety. It’s not a place of deviancy or depravity. Okay, well, it is, but it’s not like...there’s no shame there, you know? There’s no judgment. It’s all very open. You don’t have to hide anything about yourself. Do you like to hit women during sex? That’s fine. Do you have fantasies about breaking into someone’s house in the middle of the night, holding them down, and forcing them to fuck? That’s fine, we can accommodate that. Do you secretly want to really just beat the shit out of your partner during sex? Or get the shit beat out of you? That’s cool, too. The only thing that’s key is respect.”

“Respect? In what regard specifically?”

“You must have respect for your partner, whoever your partner is. And they must have respect for you. If you or them says no, and it’s genuine, you must respect that, and you can’t give them shit for it. Sexual respect is absolutely paramount. And by genuine, I mean you or them isn’t acting, not those BS stories we here about how ‘well, she kinda wanted it...’ or stuff like that.”

“That’s a good point,” he said.

She nodded. “Desire is a place of free of judgment, a place of sexual exploration and liberation. Basically, so long as there are consenting adults, you can find it on Desire. We all have a good, healthy attitude towards sex.”

“That’s so amazing.”

“It is. You’re going to love it there...now, how about we wash up?” she suggested.

He nodded. He really felt like he needed a shower. The pair of them climbed out of bed and made their way into the bathroom. It was huge, coming complete with a pair of sinks, a toilet, a good-sized shower stall, and a pretty big hot tub. He definitely wanted to make use of that. They got into the shower stall together after the water was on and set to a comfortable temperature. Derek found his gaze drifting up and down Juliet’s pale, voluptuous body, taking in her wet, naked form. She was the hottest woman he’d ever seen.

“How did you get into this?” he asked.

“Into being an escort? Or into working at Desire?” she replied.

“Either, both. I mean, it’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it.”

“No, it’s fine. I’m not ashamed or anything. I just usually don’t get asked questions like that. Well, let me see...I’ve always been pretty sexual. Well, not always obviously, but when I came into my teens, I just...knew. I also knew that I was bisexual, well, practically pansexual. I’m into aliens, too. But as for the escort thing...well, I’d wanted to be one since I was about fifteen, because it seemed like a dream job to me. With how healthy society’s view is towards prostitution and brothels, I felt pretty confident that I’d be safe, and earning a shitload of money. And I love fucking, so it all clicked together pretty well.

“The day I graduated high school, I went and began the paperwork for my escort’s license. That took a week. Once I got it, I immediately took a shuttle up to a space station that orbited the planet I was living on, which was kind of boring. I had to fly out to a big city to get my license, but I’d been doing research, and I knew there was a great brothel up on the station. I contacted them ahead of time and once I’d gone through an interview, had a background check, and a medical checkup, they accepted me in.

“Within ten days of graduating high school, I was a full fledged escort.”

“What did your parents think?” he asked.

“Oh God, they were horrified. They were both engineers and they kept asking how I could make such a stupid decision, how I could throw it all away? I finally told them, right before I left, exactly how I felt about it. ‘It’ being what they wanted for me. I told them that I’m not delusional enough to think that I’m smart enough to be an engineer or a doctor, but also I wasn’t doing it out of desperation. Just because I wasn’t smart enough to be an engineer didn’t mean I thought I was stupid. I knew I had options, I also knew exactly what I wanted to do. I saw my parents, overworked and often miserable, and knew I didn’t want that.

“I wanted, and still want, to be happy in my life. That’s what’s important to me,” she explained.

“That’s...a very good point of view,” he murmured.

“I like to think so. It’s served me for fourteen years now.”

“So wait, you’re-”

“Thirty two, yep. How old are you?”

“Twenty two.”

She grinned. “So, you like older women? Not that I’m all that much older than you.”

“I do, a lot. And from a twenty two year old’s perspective, thirty two seems like an appreciable distance away. Not that I’m saying you’re old, or anything.”

“No, I get it, that makes sense. So, as for how I came to Desire...well, honestly, they reached out to me. Two years ago. This beautiful cyvit came through the station and ended up seeking my services. She was so fucking hot, and she ate pussy like a goddess. We ended up spending three whole days together. At the end of it, she made me a job offer. Said I’d be perfect for Desire since she’d gotten to know me. I accepted, and here I am.”

“Huh,” he murmured.

“Yep...okay, I’m all clean, wanna soak in the hot tub?” she asked.

“Yes, definitely,” he replied.

They turned off the water, then slipped out of the shower and into the tub. The water was steaming, but not uncomfortably hot, and crystal clear. Derek felt his whole body relax as he slipped into the water, submerging himself up to his neck and leaning back, his head laying against the padding running along the tub’s edge.

“This is amazing,” he murmured.

“It is,” Juliet agreed, settling in across from him. She laid her feet in his lap and almost without thinking about it, he began to massage them. “Mmm...” she moaned. “That’s really nice. You’re a real sweetheart, you know that?”

“Why do you say that?”

“Most clients, you know, they’ve paid me to service them. Which I’m fine with. For the most part, I don’t really get much in return. Which, again, I’m okay with, cause I can go find other people to service me on Desire, and for free, since I work there. So it’s always really appreciated when a client does something nice for me.”

“Good...cause I want to do something really nice for you,” Derek replied.

“What’s that?” she replied, clearly intrigued.

“Hop up on the side of the tub, and I’ll show you.”

“Ooh, okay.” She got out, water sliding off of her as she rested her huge, pale ass on the side of the tub. He moved across it and placed his hands on her knees, then opened up her legs, exposing her slick, smooth, bald vagina. It looked absolutely perfect. He leaned in his head in. “Oh, you’re going to eat me out?” she asked excitedly.

“Yep,” he replied.

“Awesome! I love getting eaten out.”

Derek tried to recall all he’d learned, from his limited experienced and what he’d seen online and had read about in erotic novels. Whenever he’d done it for his girlfriends, they had really seemed to like it.

He leaned in and carefully spread the lips of her taught, perfect pussy with his thumbs. As he made contact with her skin, she shivered briefly. Derek let his breath out slowly across her sensitive skin and clit, and she let out a small moan, shivering again. Leaning in closer, Derek stuck his tongue out and gently touched the very tip of it to her clit. Then, slowly, he started to massage it, using only the tip of his tongue.

“Oh-ho-ho yes...” she moaned, spreading her legs wider. “You know all about building up the pleasure...” she whispered.

Invigorated, Derek kept going.

Very slowly and gradually, he began to increase the speed and pressure with which he tongued the small nub of her clit. He could feel another erection stirring beneath the water and he knew that he had to have her again, and soon.

But not before making her come.

She began to moan even louder, running her fingers through his short, wet hair, as he licked rapidly at her clit.

“Oh yes, that’s so-oh that’s so good!” she cried. “Keep going!”

He kept going, very eager to please this redheaded sex goddess. Before long, he was using more of his tongue, licking rapidly at her clit, at her extra sensitive area. He could feel that she was close to coming. He wanted to make it a really good one, so as he began using his lower lip in addition to his tongue, then he slipped a finger inside of her and started fucking her with it, pushing rapidly up into her most sensitive spot of all.

“Oh fuck yes, Derek! That’s the fucking spot!” she shrieked.

And then she was coming. He leaned back, continuing to finger her throughout her orgasm. She began to cry out, her voice carrying very well, echoing in the bathroom. He could feel her vaginal muscles begin to clench and tremble and spasm. After just a few seconds, she let out a loud, long crying moan of pure sexual release and a hot spray of feminine sex juices escaped around his finger, getting all over his hand, wrist, and forearm, and spraying down into the water. Her whole body shook and trembled from the climax.

Her breasts jiggled in a particularly beautiful way.

As she came down from it, he slipped his finger out of her. Juliet took a deep breath and let it out slowly, then all but collapsed back into the water. She laid against him, breathing heavily, resting her wonderful, naked, wet body against his own.

“That was amazing,” she whispered. “Thank you so much. That orgasm was so fucking fantastic. Oh man, I am so making you come hard.” He felt her hand brush his cock beneath the water, which was rock hard now. “Oh my, someone’s hard again already...I saw the way you were looking at my ass. Do you wanna fuck me up the ass?” she asked.

“Yes, I really do,” he replied.

“You want me to ride your cock with my ass?” she asked.

“Yes. Though can we do it in the bed? I feel like if I spend much longer in here, I’ll pass out,” he replied.

She nodded. “I know what you mean.”

They got out and quickly dried off. Once that was finished, they hurried into the bedroom, which was pleasantly cool after the hot water of the tub. They laid down together and she began kissing him again while massaging his cock. Her kisses were deep and passionate, and she made liberal use of her tongue, slipping it smoothly into his mouth and twining it with his own. His cock was throbbing in desperate need and anticipation.

He wanted to come in her ass so badly.

After a bit, she found a bottle of lube in the headboard and squeezed some out into her hand, then began to massage his cock again.

“Get ready for it,” she whispered, tossing the lube away and wiping her hand off on the blanket. “It’s gonna be fan-fucking-tastic.”

“I’m ready,” he replied.

He’d never tried anal sex before. Neither of his two previous girlfriends had been into it, and they hadn’t been willing to experiment. Which was fine, he hadn’t held it against them, but wow was he looking forward to this.

Once he was properly lubricated, Juliet straddled him, facing him, staring down at him with her vivid, wide eyes. She reached behind her and gripped his cock. Resting on her knees, she began to lower her ass towards his erect dick. He felt it touch her, then felt it begin to slide into her, up her fat, pale ass.

Her ass was seriously huge and insanely hot.

He groaned loudly as she worked the head of his cock up her ass, then slowly began to take it into her.

“Have you ever gotten to do anal before?” she asked as she kept lowering her big pale ass slowly onto his dick, taking it into her an inch at a time.

“No,” he moaned.

“Ooh, so this must be really nice,” she murmured.

“It is. Oh fuck, it is.”

She kept lowering and raising herself slowly until she had him completely inside of her. She was so fucking tight. That was the word that kept coming to mind: tight. Her ass was seriously fucking tight and his cock could barely fit into her, even slicked up. And the pleasure that caused, the insane sexual bliss…

It was amazing.

Derek stared up at her huge tits, which were hanging there in front of him, looking just spectacular. He reached up and began to grope them as she started riding his cock, moving her big ass slowly but smoothly up and down its rigid length. He groaned again, even louder than before, as the pleasure spread, filling him.

“Gonna come soon?” she asked, her voice a mixture of sultry seduction and playful teasing. She was grinning coyly at him.

“Yes,” he moaned.

“Good boy,” she whispered. “Come in my ass. I want you to come in my ass. I love it when guys come inside of me. Fucking fill me with it like a whore.”

That did it. That triggered him.

He couldn’t hold back any longer. He stopped squeezing her huge tits and reached back, instead grabbing her fat ass now and then thrusting up into it. She cried out as he pushed deep and hard into her, his cock firing off its first volley. He was coming again. He didn’t think he had so many orgasms in him in such a short span of time, but here it was, he was coming yet again. He groaned and panted, crying out in desperate, impassioned pleasure as his cock spat more of his seed out into her, inside of this stunning, voluptuous redhead.

This beautiful escort that was his and his alone for the rest of the flight.

Juliet moaned as he came in her. Pleasure lapped through him, filling him, threatening to overwhelm him. When it was over, he came back to himself. Opening his eyes, he stared up at her large breasts, at her beautiful face, at her red hair.

“So, was it everything you’d hoped it would be?” she asked as she got up off of him.

“Yes,” he groaned as his softening cock fell out of her. “More than.”

“Good.” She stood up, stretched, popped her back loudly. “I’m gonna go take another shower. You wanna join me?”

“Yeah, I could use one,” he replied, slowly getting up. He felt lightheaded. “It’s gonna be a little bit, but...I wanna fuck you again. I want to come in and on you as much as I can.”

“Good, I’d like that,” she said.

They headed back into the shower together.

CHAPTER 02

In the end, he managed to have six orgasms before his body pretty much gave out.

They fucked five times after she’d blown him over the course of five hours, with the last lovemaking session lasting a little over forty minutes, something he’d never done before. But holy fuck had it been amazing.

He’d practically passed out afterward.

Derek remembered waking up a few times, feeling groggy and almost incapacitated by sheer exhaustion. Juliet was always there, either nearby or up against him. Sometimes she was asleep, sometimes she was awake, reading, and when she’d noticed him waking up, she’d smile at him and asked if he wanted anything. He’d asked for water once, and another time he’d asked her to blow him, and she’d done it, taking his load into her mouth once more. He’d gone back to sleep almost immediately after coming then.

When he’d woken up again for real, Juliet was still there, beside him.

“How long until we get to Desire?” he’d asked, sleepily rubbing his eyes.

“We’re here,” she’d told him.

“What? For how long?”

“About three hours.”

“Why didn’t you wake me up?”

“I thought you could do with the rest.”

He’d figured she’d had a point, and in the end, it didn’t matter. It wasn’t like it had cost him anything to stay in the dock or on the ship for a few extra hours, and he felt rested now. So he’d gotten up and fucked her in the shower, and it had been amazing. Now, he was dressed, holding his duffel bag firmly in hand as he waited in the airlock to step onto Desire. Juliet had told him that this was where they parted ways.

Another girl, his ‘pleasure guide’, would be waiting for him on the other side of the airlock, apparently. He wondered what she would look like. If she was as hot as Juliet had been, then he thought he’d be pretty happy.

The airlock finished doing its thing.

The door opened.

He saw his pleasure guide come slowly into view and knew that yes, his stay on Desire was definitely going to be very, very interesting. She was a dysil, one of the more attractive races. Of course, basically all of the alien races they shared the galaxy with were attractive to him. But dysil...oh wow, they were something else.

A lot of people didn’t like them because they kind of resembled old Christian demons. They had orange skin, little black horns that grew out of their foreheads, and thin black tails that ended in a triangular tip. Otherwise, they looked basically human. The woman standing before him was even more attractive than Juliet had been, although he had an idea that it had something to do with the fact that she was an alien. There was an exotic allure to her. Her skin was a deep orange color. She had long brunette hair that hung loosely over her shoulders. Her eyes were a deep, beautiful blue that really stood out against the rest of her.

She was, like many other female dysil he’d seen, very curvaceous. Voluptuous, like Juliet had been. Her large, full, perky breasts were pressed together and she was showing off a lot of awesome cleavage with a low-cut t-shirt. Her thick thighs and curvy hips were showcased nicely in the pink running shorts she was wearing. She was also barefoot, and he could tell that she at least wasn’t wearing a bra, and probably wasn’t wearing panties.

“Hello, Derek,” she said. Her voice was sexy, but also kind. He immediately got the impression that she was very sweet and loving.

“Hello,” he replied.

“Welcome to Desire. Did you have fun with Juliet?” she asked.

“Uh...yeah. I did,” he replied awkwardly, and could feel himself blushing. He normally didn’t really talk about sex with anyone else.

Well, definitely not with extremely attractive women.

“Good! I’m going to be your pleasure guide. My name is Anya. I’ll be accompanying you everywhere you go for the duration of your stay, unless you ask otherwise. I’ll also sexually pleasure you in whatever way you desire. Soon, I’ll take you to our hotel room, but before we do that, there’s a few things that we have to go over.”

“Um...okay,” he replied. “I’m listening.”

“Excellent. Please join me.”

She walked out of the small receiving bay beyond the airlock and he followed her into a slightly larger room with several chairs along the walls. It looked like a small waiting area for the private docking bay he’d come into.

Anya led him to a computer built into a nearby wall and turned it on.

“So, first things first, rules. Although we have a very open policy on sex in its many, many forms here and people tend to very liberal about who they have sex with, we do put an absolute premium on respect and safety. We have a number of methods of protecting everyone onboard, but our first line of defense is the safe word. Everyone onboard chooses a safe word before coming into the station. It is recorded and kept in our database. If you say this word, anywhere in the station, a security team will respond immediately for your safety. Please understand the responsibility that comes with this. We don’t take it lightly. Treat it as if you were calling the police. Make sure it’s a word that you will remember and that you won’t use otherwise. If you have trouble coming up with one, we have a list that can help,” she explained.

He thought about it for a moment and she waited patiently. A word suddenly popped into his head and he thought it’d be perfect.

“Okay, I have it,” he said.

“Great!” She typed something into the computer, then indicated a small speaker beside it. “Step up and speak the word clearly and slowly into the mic.”

He did so. “Cartography.”

“Good choice,” she said, typing in more commands. “Now just press your thumb to this pad,” she said, and he did so. The computer beeped. “Okay, good. We’ve got that out of the way. Now, it’s expected and even encouraged that you be very open about your desires to anyone you wish. You may ask anyone on the entire station if they wish to engage in sexual activity with you, from the guests to the technicians to the security personnel. However, if you receive a no, you must absolutely respect that. We don’t tolerate guilting anyone for their right to say no here. Now, there is an addendum to that.”

“An addendum to saying no?” he asked.

She nodded and smiled. “Correct. You will notice that some of our guests are wearing bright red bandannas tied around their arms. This is to indicate that they are open to being forced to have sex by anyone. There are also certain hotels that, if anyone rents a room in them, they are agreeing to allow anyone to break into that room and force them to have sex.”

“So...wait, let me get this straight. If I see like, a really hot woman walking around with a red bandanna tied around her arm, I can grab her, pull her into an alley and...fuck her? And that’s perfectly okay?” he asked.

“Correct. Unless she says her safe word, yes, that is perfectly accurate. These are people who get off on being violated. We accommodate many kinks here on Desire. Now, that about covers the basics, would you like me to escort you to our hotel room?” she asked.

He nodded. “Um, yeah. That sounds great.” He began to follow her, then hesitated. “So you’re going to be like...living with me. Like, all week?”

“Yes, unless you wish otherwise,” Anya replied.

“No, I think I’ll be pretty happy to have you around. And we can fuck...whenever I want?”

She smiled. “Yes, Derek.”

“Cool.”

…

She led him through the space station called Desire.

It was huge. It was like a city.

They came out of the docking area and stepped into a thoroughfare as wide as a city street, wider even. There was no roof overhead. Instead, a holographic projection showed a very realistic looking night sky, with beautifully twinkling stars and a pair of amazingly bright, blue moons overhead. The main walkway had structures along either side, tons of them. As they walked along, he felt utterly overwhelmed.

There were bars, strip clubs, night clubs, restaurants, hotels, pools, and many other buildings he could only guess at. At one point, he stopped and stared as they passed a glass-fronted structure that was a hotel. There were four rooms essentially on display, and in three of them he saw people fucking. The first room had a beautiful, fit blonde getting double-teamed by two guys. The second had a pair of petite, pale xenian girls going at it with a strap-on. The third had a couple, a human man and a pink-furred cyvit woman, having seriously hot sex.

“Wow,” he said.

“You want to stay and watch?” she asked.

“No, I...it’s fine,” he replied. “I want to get to the hotel.”

She nodded and they kept walking.

The sheer amount of people, of beautiful women, was stunning. There were just so many model-pretty women walking around, and almost all of them were either wearing something very revealing, going topless, or wearing literally nothing at all. He was in such a daze that he hardly noticed when they came to the hotel they were staying at. Anya led him in through the front doors and into a large lobby.

“Wow,” he murmured. “This place is nice.”

“This is one of our very high-class hotels,” she replied, still holding his hand. She had laced their fingers together at some point. It felt strange, but in a good and exciting way, to be holding hands like that with basically a complete stranger. Hand-holding, especially with the fingers laced together like this, was something that always struck him as being more intimate than it appeared. He was never sure why that was.

“Do I have to check in?” he asked.

“No, you’re already checked in, with the thumb scan,” Anya replied.

She led him through the lobby and to a bank of elevators. They took one up to the fifth floor and she continued leading him towards their room.

“You nervous?” she asked.

“Yeah. I mean, this is all kind of...sudden, you know?” he replied.

“I understand. Try not to worry. Desire is a place of caring, love, and kindness. And filthy, filthy fucking, but we want everyone to be happy, comfortable, and safe here. Also to make them feel really, really good. And I promise I’m going to make you feel good,” she said.

He wasn’t sure how to respond to that.

They came to their shared hotel room.

“Holy shit,” Derek murmured as he stepped in and looked around. “This is like...as big as my apartment.”

“We put a premium on comfort here,” Anya replied, closing the door behind them.

The door led into a short hallway that opened up into a large living room that came complete with a C shaped couch which looked both expensive and deeply comfortable, a massive flat-screen TV built into the far wall, a desk with a laptop and rolling computer chair, and a small dining area. The entire far wall was glass. A large, open doorway to the left led into a kitchen area that looked as well-stocked and functional as any regular kitchen, all of it done up in sleek, polished white tiling. Another door led into a bedroom that had a massive king-size bed with a freaking hot tub next to it. A final door led into a bathroom that was half taken up by a shower stall that had three showerheads. Derek set his bag down on the floor next to the bed.

“This is...man, I could never afford something like this,” he murmured. He looked at Anya. “Can you elaborate any further on why I was chosen for this? I mean, it seems so...weird. So totally out of the blue.”

“We like to find new people for the station,” she replied. “Kind of like giving back to the community, you know? You’re one of just four people that get to come here ever year like this. Having fun so far?”

“Oh yeah, definitely,” he replied.

“Well, you’re about to have a lot more,” she said, walking up to him. She stood before him, and he realized then that she was about as tall as he was. He didn’t know why it had taken him so long to realize, but he really liked her height. “So, what would you like your pleasure guide to do for you right now, Derek?” she asked.

She was standing very close to him now and she’d gone from friendly professional to sultry, seductive escort in no time at all.

“Uh...how about you take all your clothes off?” he asked, swallowing, trying to maintain his calm. It wasn’t easy.

She smiled. “I think I can do that.”

She took a small step back, then took off her t-shirt. Huge, perky, firm orange breasts fell out, bouncing fantastically as she tossed the shirt aside. Holy fuck, they were huge. She had light orange nipples. She turned around and bent over slightly as she pulled her shorts down, revealing an equally impressive thick, round orange ass. Her tail swayed gently back and forth. Yes, he confirmed, she was not wearing panties.

“Wow,” he whispered as she turned back around.

Her thighs were so thick and well-padded. Her vagina was a smooth, taut pink slit between them. Her hips were broad, curvy, and absolutely beautiful.

“Now what would you like me to do?”

His cock was already stiff, straining to be released from its cloth confines. “Lick my cock until I come on your face,” he replied.

She smirked. “I can do that.”

He didn’t know why that suddenly came to mind, but it was something he wanted. One of those specific fantasies he wanted to fulfill. She gently pushed him back against the bed, so that he sat down on its edge, then knelt before him. Anya pulled his pants and his boxers down after getting his shoes off, freeing his cock.

“Have you ever been with a dysil before, Derek?” she asked as she took his cock in her hands and began to massage it.

He groaned. “No. I’ve never been with an alien before,” he replied.

“Oh my. Then you are in for quite a ride. We dysil are very...sensual. I believe us to be the most sensual race in the galaxy.”

Then she stopped talking and leaned in, sticking her tongue out. He groaned and a shudder of pleasure shivered through him as her hot, wet tongue made contact with the head of his dick. She began to lick it, slowly, sensually, dragging her tongue all over the head. He groaned loudly, leaning back and resting on the heels of his palms, pleasure like electricity blasting through him, making him jerk in pure bliss.

Apparently, it was a fantasy that he really did like.

Because he started coming after only about a minute of this treatment. “Oh fuck,” he moaned as a hot wave of pleasure pulsed through him. Anya seemed to have a sixth sense for knowing when he was about to come, because about a second before he did, she stopped licking, crouched down a little more, and aimed his cock at her beautiful, smooth face, then started jerking him off. His dick kicked hard in her grasp, letting out a thick spray of his clearish-white seed. It landed across her right cheek and her forehead.

She kept going and so did he.

As she furiously beat his dick off, it continued jerking and twitching her strong, sure grasp, spitting out thick sprays of his seed. He moaned as constantly renewing bursts of hot pink pleasure filled him, radiating out like supernovas from his core each time that his cock spurted another jet of his stuff. He groaned loudly, panting in desperate pleasure through the whole thing, utterly losing himself in the rapturous sexual release.

Slowly, the orgasm wound down, and so did he.

When he came back to himself, his senses returning, he looked down and saw that he’d covered half of her face in his seed.

“Wow,” he said.

“Wow indeed,” she replied, letting go of his cock and standing carefully up. “You came a lot. That was a huge load.”

“Yeah, sorry,” he murmured.

“Don’t be sorry,” she replied as she walked into the bathroom. He heard running water. “I take it as a compliment.”

“How’s that?” he asked, falling back onto the soft mattress and blankets.

“I’ve been in this line of work for awhile now. Over a decade. And I’ve managed to deduce that there is a correlation between how much a man has enjoyed the sex and how large his load is. It isn’t always true, but it’s often true. And I can tell that I did a really good job with you. Of course, the experience was being enhanced by the fact that you have never been with an alien girl before now,” she explained.

A moment later, she emerged from the bathroom, her face freshly washed.

She looked like a sex demon, like a contemporary succubus. He imagined that she would enjoy the comparison.

“Now what?” she asked, sitting her huge ass down on the bed next to him. “Would you like to know what alien pussy feels like?” she asked, and he saw her tail move slowly over. Its tip dragged along the side of his softening cock, sending a spark of pleasure into him. He grunted and shifted slightly.

“Yeah, I’d really like to know what that feels like,” he replied.

“How would you like me?”

“On your back,” he replied, already feeling the stirrings of another erection. Fuck, this place made him so horny.

He had no idea where all this stamina was coming from.

“Yes, sir,” she replied, crawling onto the bed, laying down on her back, and spreading her long, beautiful legs.

He sat up and turned around, staring at her pussy, smooth and bald and taut in between those amazing, thick thighs.

Derek felt a shudder of pure, animal lust ripple through him. He quickly got onto his hands and knees and crawled forward. He wanted to be inside of her so badly, wanted to know the feel of her dysil vagina, wanted to know what it was like to make love, to have unprotected sex, with an alien. Derek had fantasized about it hundreds, perhaps thousands of times. He’d watched alien porn more than he’d watched human porn.

He’d been waiting for this for about a decade, ever since puberty had hit.

“Make love to me, Derek,” she murmured. “Use me to pleasure yourself. Use my body like a sex toy.”

He didn’t know how he felt about that, but there was some small but potent part of him that liked what she was saying, that wanted to do exactly that. He laid down on top of her, settling in between her thighs, already stiffening again. Grabbing his cock, he clumsily tried to get inside of her. He was so eager that it took three times, but he finally managed to slip inside of her pussy. Both of them moaned in sexual unity as he penetrated her.

Holy fuck.

Inside, she was like a dream. Like a living fantasy. He could feel the raw heat radiating off of her pussy like an open furnace. And she was so fucking wet inside, it was crazy. And oh fuck, she was tight. She was so fucking tight.

Derek worked his way into her, pushing and then pulling back, then pushing deeper, and felt her vagina accept him, felt the raw bliss of his bare cock rubbing against her bare pussy. He moaned loudly, panting now, and laid down against her, felt her huge, firm tits pushing against his chest. He loved the skin on skin contact. She was so soft and smooth and hot. He was really doing this. He was having unprotected sex with an alien.

There was absolutely nothing in between them.

“Yes, fuck me...” she moaned, and she wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer, forcing him even deeper into her.

“Oh, fuck, Anya!” he cried.

That animal lust, normally locked down deep inside of him, abruptly burst out of its bonds. He pushed himself up, staring down at her beautiful face, at her perfect, huge rack, at himself down in between her well-padded thighs and those broadly curved hips, at his own cock sliding in and out of her.

And he began to really fucking pound her.

She cried out. “Yes! Oh fuck, that’s so good! It feels so fucking good in my pussy!” she screamed, sounding on the way to incoherent.

He was grunting now, fucking her furiously, sliding rapidly in and out of her, his cock feeling aflame with impossible sexual pleasure and deep gratification. He knew he couldn’t sustain this, he was going to come soon, very soon, but he wanted to. He wanted to do as she’d asked, wanted to use her body like a sex toy, wanted to pound her, wanted to come inside of her. He wanted that most of all, to fill her with his seed, to inseminate her.

“Come in me,” she whispered, her voice harsh and ragged with lust. She stared up at him, her eyes flashing with intense desire and need. “Fucking come in my pussy. Fill me up like a fucking slut,” she growled.

He triggered immediately.

The orgasm was even more powerful than the one before, more powerful than any he’d had so far on his journey to Desire, maybe even the most powerful in his life. It felt seismic. He cried out, a harsh, brutal scream of raw, furious pleasure. As he thrust hard and deep into the dysil pussy he was fucking, Anya cried out with him.

His dick contracted and jerked almost painfully inside the tight confines of her pussy, and he felt the first of his seed leave him in one hard burst.

“Oh, yes!” Anya cried. He continued thrusting into her, his hips moving of their own accord, powered by the raw intensity of his climax. “Fucking come in me! Make me your fucking whore, Derek!” she shrieked.

“Oh, ANYA!” he screamed as his dick continued kicking and jerking violently inside of her, spewing his seed out in thick, hard spurts.

He filled her.

Pleasure was a physical thing, a force that overwhelmed him, blasting out his other senses, leaving only the pure sensation of absolute sexual release and gratification. It seemed to keep going and he was lost to time, lost to space, lost to everything but his orgasm. When it finally did start coming to an end, he was deposited into a sea of pink bliss, basking in the post-orgasm glow of soft, comfortable pleasure.

“Wow,” he said.

“Wow,” Anya echoed.

They were both gasping for breath, slicked with sweat, entangled in each other. He was still inside of her. She felt warm and soft and comfortable inside. Gently, slowly, he pulled out of her. His cock was extremely sensitive, painfully so. Once he was out, he rolled off of her, laying on his back, staring up at the ceiling, which was spinning slightly.

“That was something else,” he whispered.

“It really was. That was intense. You were like...you were so into that. I could feel that. God, I haven’t had a fuck session that intimate and intense in like a year,” she murmured, and then she rolled against him, her large, perfect breasts laying on his chest. She placed her hand on his stomach and began to rub it affectionately.

“I think I need a shower,” he murmured.

“Me too.”

“Did you come? I...it kind of got crazy there at the end.”

“Ohhh yeah, I came. I came a lot,” she said. “That orgasm was fucking awesome.”

“Okay good.”

Slowly, he got up off the bed, having to sit there for a moment first, his feet planted on the soft carpet. He made his way carefully to the bathroom. He felt lightheaded from that orgasm. Anya walked along with him. They entered the bathroom together and she turned on the shower. They both stepped inside.

“This shower is almost as big as my actual bathroom,” he said as she slid the sliding glass door shut behind them.

“You like it?” she asked.

“Yes. It’s fantastic. This whole place is amazing,” he replied, grabbing a bar of soap and lathering it up.

“Here,” Anya said, holding her hand out. He gave her the soap. She lathered it up in her hands, set it aside, and then began to run her hands over his body. Slowly, she turned him around and then began to massage his shoulders.

“You hungry?” she asked.

“Yeah, actually. I’m starving,” he murmured, his eyes closing. She gave a fucking amazing massage.

“You want to eat in or out?”

“Out would be nice. I want to see more of the station.”

“Okay. What kind of food are you craving?”

“Well...Mexican would be great. You got any of those little, simple, kind of bolthole restaurants here? Or are they all fancy?” he asked.

“I know the perfect place,” Anya replied.

CHAPTER 03

She took him to a place simply called Tacos & Burritos. And that’s exactly what they served. It was one of those restaurants where almost all of the interior was dedicated to the kitchen and you had to sit outside on the deck if you wanted to hang around, which was fine by him. It had that family-owned, lowkey kind of feel where the food was more expensive but it tasted unique and fantastic. Derek got two tacos, a burrito, and a large soda, and almost paid for it before he remembered that he didn’t have to.

Anya got two large burritos and a drink. They gathered their meals and sat outside. It was still night out and they ate beneath the artificial moons and stars. What felt like a very realistic cool breeze blew occasionally.

“What time is it, locally?” he asked.

“About two in the morning,” she replied. “But this place doesn’t really sleep, to be honest. It runs twenty four-seven.”

“That makes enough sense.”

“So, tell me about yourself Derek. What’s your life like?” Anya asked amiably.

“Honestly? It’s very boring. I just got out of tech school not all that long ago. Four years taking courses in whatever I could find. I’ve got a degree in General Technology, which is kind of like a jack-of-all-trades degree. I’m good with computers, hardware and software, engines, lightning systems, A/C units, generators...”

“That’s really impressive.”

“Maybe. I dunno, it doesn’t feel impressive. It just kind of comes naturally to me. Although, I mean, I’m not like an expert at anything is the problem. I’m only decently competent at several different things.”

“It’s still impressive, Derek. What about your personal life? If these questions are too personal, just let me know. We’re pretty...open and blunt here on Desire,” Anya said.

“It’s fine. I don’t have anything to hide, really. I don’t have too much of a personal life. I had some friends, but they moved away after high school, made a few more in college, but same thing happened as they got opportunities on other worlds. Had two girlfriends, one in high school, one in college. They were nice, but they didn’t really go anywhere. I think we were just dating each other to say that we were dating someone.”

“How were they in bed?” Anya asked.

He laughed. “Nowhere near as good as you or Juliet. The first girl I lost my virginity to, and she was a virgin too. So...well, it was fun exploring, but neither of us were very good. The second girl was a year above me and more experienced. She was fun. And I...well, slept with prostitutes a few times after my last breakup because I figured, why not?”

“Sex with prostitutes can be really fun and satisfying,” Anya replied. “Of course, I’m a little biased, I’ll admit.”

He laughed again. “What about you? How’d you get here?”

“I’m friends with the founder,” Anya replied.

“Really? Who is she? She’s the one who sent me the invitation, I think.”

“She...prefers to remain a mystery, for now,” Anya replied cryptically. “Suffice to say, we’ve been friends for a long time, and I was one of the first high-class escorts she wanted working here on Desire. It was quite the endeavor. She put together nearly a billion credits to get this operation up and running. That was about ten years ago. Of course now, this station sees about a billion credits per month.”

“Holy shit, seriously?”

“Yep. People pay absolutely premium top credit to be here. And we’re very exclusive. We don’t cater to every famous actor or musician or politician with a shitload of cash. No, you’ve got to be special. Honestly, a lot of money comes from our media campaign.”

“Media campaign?”

“Oh yeah. The sheer amount of interracial porn we make here is just...nuts. We have our own website set up on the Net. You need to pay to become a member, but once you do, we do not disappoint. I mean, we’ve got all the bases covered. BDSM stuff, forced sex fantasies, lesbian and gay, orgies, spycams, interracial sex between any and every species you could possibly want. We also do requests, for the right price. We’ve got our own digital magazine that we release bi-monthly and our own porn production house. We make actual porn movies here. And we don’t fuck around, everything we do is well-acted, well-written, and high production. We sell sex toys and interviews and customized like...everything. Hell, we’ve got about fifty authors here that write romance and erotica under our own freaking imprint. I mean shit, we’ve got interactive porn video games. So yeah, that’s where our billion a month comes from.”

“Holy...just...shit,” he marveled.

“Yep. Impressive, isn’t it? I’m not just an escort. I write every now and then, I star in porns and I help produce a few of the movies here and there.”

“Okay, that is impressive. I’m not very creative,” Derek replied.

“Maybe. I dunno, I guess I feel the same way you do about it. Writing and acting kind of just come naturally to me. I don’t think I’m great at it, but the stuff I do is...commercial enough and well-written enough to sell, usually.” She shrugged.

They kept eating, chatting lightly, figuring more out about each other. When they were finished, they got up and she offered to take him on a tour of the immediate area. He agreed and they walked around for close to two hours.

She was right. They catered to pretty much everything here.

In a way, the tour felt like an extended version of the strange dazed walk they’d taken on the way to the hotel. Only this time she was pointing stuff out and giving some details. They passed brothels, they passed strip clubs, they passed places that catered to BDSM, places that catered to guys who were into mature women, places where you could go to watch people fuck, live, or you could start fucking if you wanted, places full of dysil, or xenians, or cyvits. They passed a club dedicated to foot fetishes. And another dedicated to auto-erotic asphyxiation.

After awhile, he was starting to feel kind of burned out, especially considering the fact that he’d pretty much been in a crowd non-stop for two hours straight. Everywhere he went it was loud and packed. He’d wanted to go back to the hotel.

“So, feeling horny again?” Anya asked.

“Yeah, I am. I mean, I can only be around so many hot, naked women for so long before I start getting really fucking turned on,” he replied.

“Anything in particular you’re looking for?”

“Two things, actually. Two things I can have at once. I want to have a threesome. I’ve never had that before. And I also want to try sex with a xenian woman.”

“Okay, I can make that happen. I’m guessing you want me to be the other girl in the threesome,” she replied.

“Yes, definitely.”

“Good. I’ve got the perfect girl. She’s a good friend of mine. Her name is Jezzy. You’ll love her. Come on, let’s make this happen.”

…

When they got back to the hotel room, Derek found that he didn’t have to wait basically at all for that threesome.

He walked into the bedroom and found a naked, pale, pink-haired xenian lady waiting for him. She was lying on her stomach on the bed, kicking her feet in the air, staring at him with her chin rested in her hand, grinning broadly.

“Hey you,” she said.

“Hi,” he replied, finding his eyes drifting over her naked body. Fuck, she had an awesome, fit, tight ass.

Xenians were a technology obsessed race, and almost all of them had tech on and in their bodies. Their eyes glowed, typically white, but sometimes they chose different colors. Jezzy’s eyes glowed the same bright, vivid pink as her hair.

“Wow, you are beautiful,” he said.

Her smile widened. “Thank you! And you’re very cute. Anya tells me that you’ve never been with a xenian girl. In fact, you’ve never done it with an alien before her. But what she didn’t tell you is that xenian girls do it best.”

Anya rolled her eyes. “Give me a break. Xenian girls don’t even rate second.”

“Oh yeah, then who does?”

“Kai. Kai fuck like crazy. But dysil do it best. Xenians are neck and neck with cyvits for third, though,” Anya replied as she began taking her clothes off.

“Where do human girls rank?” Derek asked.

“Somewhere near the bottom...no offense to your species.”

Derek began to say something but his mind stumbled when her enormous orange breasts left her bra, bouncing as they did.

“It’s fine,” he said finally.

Anya laughed. “Good. Now, would you like to have this threesome?” she asked.

He nodded.

“Then you should probably take your clothes off,” Jezzy said. “It’s so much better to fuck completely naked, I love skin-on-skin contact.”

She had a point.

He quickly joined Anya in stripping down. It felt weird, getting naked in front of a woman he had met literally a few minutes ago. But, then again, when they’d first met she’d been totally nude, so...he felt a little less weird about than he would otherwise. And holy fuck he was turned on. There was a lot of hot excitement bubbling around in his stomach and he was already hard. As he and Anya climbed onto the bed, Jezzy sat up, and he got a better look at her. Like most other xenians, she had a trim, petite frame.

He doubted she broke five feet or a hundred pounds. Her skin was smooth and milky white in color, broken only by silver nodes of technology. She had a line of small silver discs going up the outside of each arm, as well as a pair of flat, smooth gray devices implanted over her collarbones. A single gold and silver node of technology resided in between her breasts. And her breasts...they were beautiful.

High, small, and firm, with vividly pink nipples. He looked down lower, his eyes drifting across her smooth, taut stomach, her narrow hips and trim, athletic thighs. He could see the pink slit of her pussy, smooth and bald and beautiful.

He was going to be inside of that pussy very soon.

Derek still was having a hard time accepting that this was happening. He was having a threesome, an actual threesome, with two insanely hot alien women.

“You two get acquainted,” Anya said. She laid down, lounging on her side with her head propped in her hand, her huge breasts looking beautiful. “Then I’ll join in.”

“Sounds good to me,” Jezzy said. Her pink eyes seemed to flash. “Come here, cutie.”

He came to her and she gently but firmly pushed him onto his back. She was strong, a lot stronger than she seemed. That was another thing about xenians: their implants and a dense bone structure helped grant them a lot of strength. She laid against him and pressed her lips to his. As he slid his hand down her side to the smooth curve of her hip, then back around, groping her ass, he felt how hot she was.

Another thing about xenians: their natural body temperature tended to run several degrees higher than a human’s due to their tech implants.

And from what he’d heard, it made them very hot on the inside.

Jezzy closed her eyes and moaned softly as they continued making out. She hooked her leg over his and rubbed her skin against his own, then, slowly, she slipped her tongue into his mouth. He laid a hand across her breast and groped it gently as they began twining tongues. This was like the times he’d slept with the escorts, although honestly it was far more comfortable, more intimate. Juliet and Anya were right about Desire: it was a place of intimacy and comfort and security. He felt a connection with Jezzy as they twined tongues.

After a moment, they stopped kissing. He glanced down at her chest, at her breasts first, but then at her implant between them.

Slowly, he reached up and ran a finger across it, then hesitated. “Sorry,” he murmured. “I know that implants can be a very, um, sensitive topic with some xenians in regards to other species, especially when it comes to touching.”

“It’s okay,” she replied. “Touch me anywhere you want, Derek. I don’t mind.”

He traced the outline of the implant. It was hot to the touch and very smooth and polished. There was something strangely sexy about it.

“Would you like me to suck your dick now?” Jezzy asked.

“Yeah,” he murmured.

She grinned, kissed him once more, and then moved down. He watched, getting a little nervous now, but not as much as he had when he’d been with the other escorts. And with his girlfriends. There had always been that twinge of discomfort at exposing himself so thoroughly, and the apprehension that the women involved would be disappointed with what they’d ended up with. With body modification being essentially affordable and effective, a lot of guys were getting bigger dicks. But Derek couldn’t bring himself to do it.

It just seemed...dishonest.

He didn’t think he had a particularly small one, and when it came to unaltered size samplings, statistically he was about average. But wow did it look disappointing compared to the porns he watched, and not even the professional ones, but the amateur ones. Based on that alone, it didn’t seem like he was average, but inadequate to say the least. But none of the women who had seen his cock had said anything, and they seemed to enjoy what he did for them. He’d tried to get good at using his tongue and fingers, too.

But with Anya and Jezzy, and Juliet, it was just...different. It was almost like they didn’t really care about the size of his dick. And not in that ‘they’re just being nice’ kind of way, but as in they actually didn’t care.

They just wanted to have fun sex and they accepted what they saw without a problem. They were more interested in him than his dick.

And that might have been the absolute best aspect of Desire so far.

Derek felt a rush of excitement move through him as he felt Jezzy’s hot breath against his cock. She stuck out her tongue as she gripped its shaft with her small but firm fingers and began to lick it. He groaned loudly, then noticed that Anya was now getting involved. She got up against his other side and began to join in on the licking.

“Holy shit,” he moaned.

This was really happening. Two women were licking his cock at the same time.

Both of them dragged their hot, wet tongues over the head of his dick, then up and down its shaft. Occasionally, they would pause and kiss each other. And they were clearly very into kissing each other. And Derek was very into it, too.

“Jezzy,” Anya said suddenly. “Why don’t we play a game?”

“What game?” she replied, then licked across his cock again, causing him to shudder and exhale harshly.

“Let’s see how many times we can make him come.”

“I love that game!”

“I think I’m going to love that game, too,” Derek said.

Jezzy grinned up at him. “I know you’ll love it.”

She took his cock into her mouth and started sucking. He moaned, watching her as she began bobbing her head with a smooth precision. She looked so fucking sexy doing it. The way she closed her eyes and seemed to be focusing wholly on pleasuring him, and looking like she was actually really enjoying it. She sucked him off for another half minute or so, then took it out of her mouth and passed it over to Anya, who took up the job.

“Oh fuck,” he whispered as the dysil began to suck his dick.

It was the first time he’d had her actually suck it. And she was very skilled at it. He found himself staring at her horns, then down at her eyes. She was looking him in the eyes. It heightened the effect of the blowjob even more.

When Anya passed it back to Jezzy, that was it, that was all he could take. He moaned loudly as he started to come in her mouth. The hot pale xenian sucked him dry, gently pumping his cock with her fingers and thumb. Anya reached down and began gently massaging his balls. “Oh fuck!” he cried. “Oh God, Jezzy, it’s so fucking good. Suck me dry,” he moaned.

Jezzy did just that. She took everything he had to offer, sucking all of his seed out as pleasure filled him.

“That’s one,” she said after taking his cock out of her mouth.

“Let’s go for two,” Anya said.

Jezzy got up off the bed as the big-breasted dysil climbed on top of him. He was laying there, sweaty and flushed now. He heard Jezzy rinsing and spitting. Before his cock had a chance to start softening, Anya gripped it and took it into her.

“Oh fuck,” he moaned. “Oh yes, give me more,” he whispered, grabbing her broad hips.

“I’ll give you more than you can handle,” she replied. “I’m your slut for tonight.”

“Me too,” Jezzy said, running and jumping back onto the bed, making both of them bounce and his dick to go deeper into her. She cried out and he groaned again. “Come on, hurry up. I want him in my pussy,” she complained.

“Shut up, whore,” Anya replied.

“Yeah, I’m the whore,” Jezzy replied, rolling her eyes. Anya began to open her mouth to say something, but whatever it was became lost as Jezzy began sucking on one of her huge breasts. Anya gasped.

“You two are fucking awesome,” Derek murmured.

“This is very true,” Anya replied. “Okay, your turn.”

She got up off of him and Jezzy quickly clambered atop him. Grinning down at him, she grabbed his cock and guided it into her, then lowered herself quickly. Holy fuck, she was so tight, her petite body making her so, and she was so hot and wet inside, noticeably hotter than Anya had been. “Oh, fuck, Jezzy!” he cried, grabbing her trim hips and thrusting up into her hard enough to make her bounce.

“Yes!” she screamed. “Fuck you’ve got a big dick!” she moaned.

“Very glad you think so,” he replied, breathing rapidly now, his whole body alive with sexual pleasure. She kept riding his dick, and staring up at her small, bouncing pale tits, at her tight, fit, awesome body, then down at his cock, glistening with a mixture of both their saliva and vaginal juices, brought forth his second orgasm.

“Oh, I think he’s gonna come!” Jezzy said.

“Yes...I’m gonna...oh fuck!”

He was coming again. It felt amazing. A fresh pulse of pleasure blasted through him as he began to fill her tight, alien pussy with his seed. She cried out as he thrust up into her, making her rise up again and her high, firm tits bounce. He was digging his fingertips into her hips as he came inside of her.

As he finished, exhaling harshly, and went limp against the bed, Jezzy grinned down at him and said, “That’s two.”

CHAPTER 04

In the end, they made him come four times before he basically passed out.

The last time he’d been fucking Anya doggystyle and he’d pulled out and came in Jezzy’s mouth. She’d sucked it all out, bobbing her head as she did, and when he’d finished, he’d been asleep within two minutes.

He woke up fourteen hours later, starving and horny.

Anya and Jezzy were still there, and he’d fucked both of them.

Now they were showering.

“I’m super hungry,” Jezzy said. “Anyone else?”

“Yeah, definitely,” Derek replied. “I’m starving.”

“What are we in the mood for?” Anya asked.

“Breakfast foods? What time is it?” Jezzy suggested.

“It’s closing in on seven at night,” Anya replied.

“Holy shit. That seems...weird,” Derek murmured.

“Your sense of time tends to go out the window when you’ve got two horny alien girls fucking your brains out,” Anya said.

“I suppose so.”

…

It felt weird to head out into the station and looked at the sky and see that it was almost dark again. It had been dark when he’d gone to sleep. Although a lot of things had been feeling weird ever since he got that message to come to Desire. Although basically all of it had been a very good kind of weird.

He and Anya and Jezzy found another small cafe that served breakfast foods. They all ordered meals, Derek getting some steak and eggs and a big glass of milk, and sat around a table together on a patio beneath the twilight.

“So, having fun yet?” Jezzy asked with that small smile he’d seen her wear a dozen times so far in their short time together.

“What do you think?” he replied.

She laughed. “Fair answer. It’s hard to find someone not enjoying themselves within the first hour here on Desire. I’m curious though, how’d you get here? Not that I don’t like you a lot, you give me good vibes, but it’s freaking expensive here.”

“I was invited by Venus,” he replied.

“Oh, one of the free trips. Wow, you are fucking lucky, man. We do like four or five of those a year. They are so rare.”

“I feel like I won the lottery,” he said.

“You basically did,” Anya agreed.

Their food came and they spent a few minutes doing nothing but eating. Apparently the women were as hungry as he was from all the fucking. He devoured his meal in a little under three minutes, then sat back.

“Holy shit, that was amazing,” he said.

“The food always is,” Anya replied. “Everything here is top tier. We cost the most cause we’re the best.”

Jezzy straightened up. “Ah hell, I just checked the time. I actually have to be somewhere. I’ve got a live show to do in an hour and I need time to shower and stretch.”

“What kind of show?” Anya asked.

“Stripping that turns into masturbation. And maybe I’ll fuck someone in the audience,” Jezzy replied.

“That sounds...really interesting,” Derek murmured.

She laughed. “By ‘interesting’ I think you mean ‘it makes me horny’. But don’t worry, pretty much everything on Desire does that, that’s mostly why we’re here.” She stood up and moved over to him, then leaned down and kissed him on the mouth. “See me again sometime.”

“I will,” he replied earnestly.

She gave Anya a kiss as well. “Try not to break him,” she said.

“I know what I’m doing,” Anya replied, and gave Jezzy’s tight ass a hard smack when she began walking away.

“Later, dears,” she said, and then was gone.

“She’s something else,” Derek said. “So are you,” he added.

“I’m glad you think so. Now...you’ve got that horny look on your face again. Have you given any thought as to which fantasy you wish to fulfill next?”

He felt a shiver of lust ripple through him. “I have.”

…

“What about her?” Anya asked.

“No...I want an alien,” Derek murmured in reply.

“Okay, fair enough. I’m guessing one you haven’t gotten to stick your dick in yet?” she replied quietly.

“Yeah...a cyvit,” he said.

Cyvits were basically cat-people. They had tails and ears and fur that greatly resembled a cat’s, as did their general facial features.

“Nice. Cyvits are very soft. And good lovers. Hold on a moment,” she said, and her eyes went out of focus. He realized she was accessing her internal database. Most people, across almost all the species, had some kind of computer built into their head, hooked into their awareness, that could be accessed through subliminal commands and displayed across their vision. It hooked into the galactic internet. Humans called theirs the Link. He wasn’t sure what dysil called theirs. A moment later, her eyes regained their focus.

“Just checked in with the security network. There’s a cyvit wearing a red bandanna not too far from here. She’s got pink fur and she is a looker,” she explained.

“Awesome. Let’s go find her.”

The next thing he wanted to do, as awkward as it made him feel, was the whole forced sex fantasy thing. He was deeply intrigued and, okay, yes, turned on by it. He didn’t quite want to admit that, but fuck he thought it was hot. It was a fantasy he’d wanted to try for a few years now but he’d never been with anyone who was willing and he’d been so enamored by simple sex with the escorts he’d been with that it had never come up.

But now it was available to him, here, on Desire.

They found the cyvit walking along a fairly untraveled thoroughfare. The place seemed like a quieter, less frequented section of Desire. Perfect. She was wearing a very short pink skirt and a pink tanktop. Given that she had pink fur, she almost looked naked. She was fairly curvy and he found it difficult to stop staring at her thick, well-formed ass as he and Anya followed after her. Seriously, her ass was amazing.

The short skirt was the kind that clung to the body instead of hanging off of it. Derek imagined ripping up her skirt and revealing that thick ass and those curvy, pink-furred hips, and pulling her shirt off, getting a good look at her tits, and could feel his erection throbbing. He wanted to do this so badly right now it almost hurt.

“Let’s do it,” he whispered. “I want her.”

“Good. Fuck her hard, she’s going to love it,” Anya replied softly.

They quickened their pace, now coming up behind her. Ahead of the beautiful cyvit, there was an alleyway. It was perfect. Moving together, the two crossed the final five feet between them and the pink-furred cyvit.

Derek slipped one arm around her, grabbing her just below the breasts. He clapped his other hand firmly over her mouth.

“Don’t struggle, don’t scream, and you won’t get hurt,” he growled in her ear, then picked her up and began carrying her into the alley. She let out a startled cry and struggled briefly, her legs kicking into the air. He held her tightly and kept going, hurrying down the length of the alleyway until it terminated in a T. More alleys went off to the left and right. They were vacant. Derek noticed that the floor was not metal but a fairly soft carpet. Interesting. It was probably made for activity like this. He tossed her onto the floor.

“Please, don’t hurt me,” the woman whispered.

“Then shut the fuck up and do what I say,” Derek snapped. He was surprised at how naturally this came to him. And kind of worried.

But he was enjoying this way too much right now to worry any further.

“No, please, just let me go,” she moaned.

Derek reached out and grabbed her t-shirt. He found it made of a fairly thin cloth, so he tried ripping it. It came apart pretty easily in his hands. He tore the thing right off of her and realized that she was not wearing a bra.

Her breasts were quite sizable.

They bounced as they were freed from her top. They had to be about as big as Anya’s were. “Don’t! Stop!” she screamed.

He slapped her and she gasped, cringing away from him.

“Shut the fuck up, bitch,” he growled, then began groping her tits. “Hold her down,” he said to Anya.

The dysil crouched behind the cyvit and placed her hands firmly on her shoulders, shoving her down onto the floor. After groping her big tits for a little while, (Anya was right, her fur was very soft), he reached down and began tugging her skirt off. As it dipped down below her waistline, exposing her broad hips, then her thick thighs, he smirked at what he saw. She wasn’t wearing any panties. Her pussy looked very nice.

“You slut,” he said as he pulled it off. “You weren’t even wearing any panties.”

“Please...” she whispered.

“Suck my dick,” he said, standing back up and pulling his cock out.

“Don’t make me do it,” the cyvit woman moaned.

“Suck it or I’ll hurt you,” he growled.

“And I’ll help him hurt you,” Anya said. She laid a hand over the cyvit’s neck and squeezed briefly. The woman trembled in fear, moaned, then got up onto her knees.

“That’s a good little fuck toy,” Anya whispered. “Service him. Service my master.”

The cyvit moaned again but now he could clearly tell that she was enjoying this. Something in her body language and the look on her face tipped him off to this. Well, this was hot. Especially when she tentatively leaned in and cautiously stuck her tongue out. Slowly, she touched her tongue to the tip of his cock.

Sighing in frustration, he grabbed her head with both hands and forced his cock into her mouth. She cried out, her voice muffled. He started fucking her in the mouth, hoping that he wasn’t actually hurting her. Or maybe she was into that. Either way, she wasn’t resisting too hard. He continued fucking her mouth for about another minute or so before pulling out. She coughed raggedly, falling to her hands and knees.

“Now, are you going to suck dick like a good whore or am I going to have to fuck you in the mouth again?” he asked.

“I’ll suck it,” she moaned, coughing. “I’ll suck your dick.”

“Good. Get to it.”

She sat up and took his cock into her mouth a bit more quickly this time, then began sucking as she bobbed her head rapidly. Pleasure sparked through him, radiating out from his cock. He groaned and placed a hand on the back of her head.

“Fuck, that’s good,” he whispered.

Anya was grinning fiercely at him. She seemed very turned on by the sexual episode. After a bit longer, he pulled his cock from her mouth, then placed his hands onto her shoulders and shoved her onto her back.

“What are you doing?” she moaned.

“Shut the fuck up,” Derek replied, getting down on top of her. She had legs closed. He tried to open them. “Spread your legs,” he said. She moaned and shook her head. “Spread your fucking legs!” he screamed, then surprised himself by punching her in the face. Not very hard, but definitely hard enough that she cried out in surprise.

She opened her legs.

As soon as she did, he forced himself down in between her thick thighs and quickly guided his cock into her.

“No!” she cried as he penetrated her.

“Yes, you fucking slut,” he replied, forcibly pushing his entire cock into her. She yelled out and tried to push him off, but Anya held her arms down.

Inside, she was a dream. Her cyvit pussy was hot and slick and it coiled tightly around his cock, sending concentrated bursts of pleasure through him.

“Fuck, you are tight,” he groaned.

“Please, stop!” she screamed.

“No one’s going to help you,” he replied, and slapped her twice.

She seemed to kind of give up then. He kept pounding her until he suddenly pulled out of her. “Flip her over,” she said.

“Great, I can use her too, now,” Anya said.

He hadn’t even thought of that. They flipped her over and forced her up onto her hands and knees. Derek stared at her big ass and her tail, which was twitching back and forth. Anya was pulling her pants down. She got them and her panties off and tossed them away, then sat down with her legs spread, grabbed the cyvit’s head and buried her face in her crotch.

“Eat my pussy, bitch,” she growled.

Wow, she was really convincing at this stuff. The cyvit moaned something but it was lost to Anya’s pussy. She moaned again, much louder, as Derek stuffed his cock into her. He felt so weird, so out of place, doing this. It was so unlike anything he had ever done before, something he thought he’d never be doing, or get to do. This level of roleplay, of fantasy, was something he’d only ever dreamed about.

He was close to coming. Being inside of a woman, a cyvit, that he had met just minutes ago, and under these circumstances, was a bit too much for him. This whole station was a bit too much for him. He’d feel more embarrassed for blowing his load too early except that every time he had sex here, the women seemed to so thorough enjoy it.

Right before he was about to trigger, he slapped her ass and said, “Here it comes, bitch!”

She yanked her head from Anya’s crotch. “No! Don’t come in me!” she yelled.

“Too late!” Derek groaned.

“Get back to work, bitch,” Anya snapped, grabbing her head and forcing it back down into her crotch.

She moaned as the cyvit continued eating her pussy.

Derek was coming inside of her. He could feel his seed leaving him in hard, hot spurts. Could feel himself spraying down her insides, filling her alien pussy up with his load. He groaned, hunched over her, grabbing her hips, awash in a sea of pure pleasure. When he was finished, he pulled out of her and sat down heavily.

Anya was finishing up her own orgasm and when she was done, she released the cyvit, who got up onto her knees, looked around in a bit of a daze, and then sat down.

“Thanks,” she said.

“Right back at you,” Anya murmured.

“I, uh...I’ve never done anything like that before,” she said.

“Me neither,” Derek said.

She looked over at him. “Really? Never?”

“No, never. Not once.”

“That’s hard to believe.”

“Why?”

“Cause you’re really good at it. I thought you were experienced. You didn’t seem...nervous or unsure of yourself,” she said.

“I was definitely nervous,” he replied. “Um...I’m Derek, by the way.”

“Zoey,” she said, then glanced at Anya, who introduced herself. Zoey looked down at herself, frowning. “I need to clean up.”

“Oh, here,” Anya said. She stood up, walked over to a door in a nearby wall he hadn’t noticed, opened it with her thumbprint and disappeared into it. A few seconds later, she came back out with a handful of toiletpaper.

“Thanks,” Zoey said, wiping at herself. “Wow, you blew a big load,” she murmured.

“It felt really good,” he replied.

“Yes, it did,” she agreed. After a moment, she stood up and then awkwardly pulled her clothes back on. Although her shirt was beyond salvage. She stared at the ripped remains of the shirt and sighed, then found a nearby trashcan and tossed it away.

“Sorry,” he said.

“Oh, it’s fine. I was hoping you’d do that. That’s why I wrote that shirt. I bought it specifically for this. I guess I’ll just have to go around with my tits out,” she said.

“That’s not a bad thing,” Anya said.

They all fell silent, standing there together in the anonymous back alley, as though uncertain of where to go next.

“So, um...wanna get some food or something? I mean, I’m okay if you just want to leave, but I haven’t really gotten to know anyone here,” Zoey said.

“I’m cool with that,” Anya said, looking at Derek.

“Yeah, sounds great,” he replied, then he offered her his hand. She looked at it, and a small smile appeared on her face. She took it and laced their fingers together.

“You’re sweet,” she said as they started walking out together.

Anya took his other hand. “He is,” she agreed.

…

Zoey was fun and sexy.

It turned out that she was the CEO and founder of her own business that helped make people’s vacations happen just the way they wanted. Her business was, in her words, ‘stripped-down, sleek, and effective’. She had fifteen employees and one location, and her business pulled in about five hundred thousand dollars a year of pure profit, after taxes and expenses. She’d started it two years ago. He thought it was ridiculously impressive.

They ate dinner at a fancy place that served steak, lobster, and all sorts of other fancy goods. He got himself some lobster, as he’d never actually tried any before, and had been a little disappointed with it, given all the talk there was about it. They ate and chatted for close to an hour and a half before Derek surprised himself by inviting her back to his suite. He’d been more surprised when she’d grinned at him and said yes.

Now that the sex had been enjoyed and he was actually getting to know her, Derek was fairly intimidated by her. She was smart, supremely hot, razor sharp in the business world, and a full decade older than him.

So the fact that he had successfully invited her back to his suite for more sex kind of blew his mind, even with the fact that he’d fake forced her to fuck a few hours ago. Now, the three of them were stepping off the elevator and into the quiet, warm hush of the corridors crisscrossing this level of the hotel.

They moved down them until they came to his room and he opened it up.

As she was led inside and got a good look at the place, Zoey let out an appreciative whistle. “Damn,” she said. “This is better than my room. How much did you pay for this?”

“Nothing,” he replied.

“Oh yeah, free ticket. Damn. They must like you,” she murmured.

He figured she kind of had a point. The whole deal about him being here still didn’t quite sit well with him. Something still seemed a little off about it. But whatever, he was here and he was going to fuck the shit out of this smoking hot, thirty two year old cyvit entrepreneur CEO with the help of his highly sexual dysil pleasure guide.

It was an unreal, and good, night.

She’d ended up buying another t-shirt that she was now stripping out of, walking into his bedroom. As she took off her skirt, her tail swayed back and forth a little faster. She was getting excited. Derek was already there himself. He kicked off his shoes and began pulling his clothes off. As he did, Zoey turned around and looked at him, then at Anya. She had a look of hesitation and uncertainty on her face.

“So...I’m going to be a total bitch and ask if I can have him all to myself, at least for the first time we fuck. I mean, like...you know, the first time we fuck under these conditions,” she said.

“I’m fine with that,” Anya replied.

Zoey looked inquisitively at Derek, who just nodded dumbly. “Yeah...that’d be fine,” he replied, staring back at her. “Any particular reason?” he asked.

She twisted her lips, seeming to consider it. “You...remind me of someone,” she admitted finally. She seemed embarrassed.

“I do? Who?”

“My first human boyfriend. We started dating right at the beginning senior year and I put up with a lot of crap for him, cause of racists, but I was in love. Or I thought I was. I think I was more in love with being in love than anything else. But I was very happy with him. We taught each other how to fuck, as we were both fairly inexperienced at the time. When high school was over and it was time to go to college, we both got accepted...to different colleges. As in, on different planets. I had put in an application at a very prestigious college a few systems over, thinking I’d never get in in a million years, but, well, surprise surprise, I did. So we broke up.”

“I’m sorry,” Derek said.

“Me too, but it all worked out for the best, in the end. We still talk sometimes. By the time we were out of college, we’d both gotten into new relationships, so...never really got back into it. But I have a soft spot for humans, especially humans that remind me of him. So that’s why I want to have kind of a more intimate lovemaking session,” she explained.

“Okay, that makes sense,” Derek replied as he finished getting naked.

“You won’t mind if I watch, will you?” Anya asked. “I really like to watch.”

“Not at all,” Zoey replied, regaining her lusty grin.

They got into bed together. This time, it wasn’t fast and frantic and furious. It was slow and sensual. They laid together in the bed and she pressed herself against him. All her fur was so soft and warm. He laid a hand across her bare hip and could feel her large breasts pushing against his bare chest. Leaning in, she pressed her lips against his own and kissed him deeply and passionately. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him close to her.

Derek slipped his hand back and settled it on the curve of her thick, well-maintained ass. She had that perfect ass that was thick and big but also fit and firm. She must spend a lot of time at the gym. And now she was here, with him, pressed up against him, slipping her tongue gently into his mouth. He found her tongue slightly rough as they twined together. It was a strange but not unpleasant sensation. Her eyes were closed and she let out soft moans occasionally as they made out. This was definitely a different kind of sex.

He moved his hand up between them, wanting to feel the weight of her breast again, feel its firmness under calmer circumstances, and took it in his grasp. She shifted slightly, allowing him easier access, and let him grope her big tits. They were, like her ass, big and beautiful but also firm. He groped and massaged them for quite awhile as they continued to kiss and twine tongues. Zoey brought one leg up and over his own legs, pulling them even closer together. She was definitely very passionate and not shy.

After a little bit, he broke the kiss. “I want to do something nice for you,” he said.

“Oh?” she replied, grinning at him, her eyes wide with excited passion and lust. “And what exactly would that be?”

“Lie on your back, spread your legs, and I’ll show you,” he replied.

“He’s really good at this,” Anya said, and he found himself kind of proud and happy that someone like her had that to say about him. She’d probably been eaten out by hundreds of guys and girls, so to get praise like that was pretty nice.

He’d only managed to go down on her once so far, during the crazy sessions with Jezzy.

Zoey laid on her back and spread her long, beautiful legs for him, exposing herself. He wanted to make her come, wanted to pleasure her. He really liked her. Derek laid down between her legs and went to work on her pussy. Carefully spreading the taut lips, he gently massaged the small nub of her clit he found there with the tip of his tongue. She moaned loudly as he started eating her out, gasping occasionally.

She seemed to be seriously enjoying herself.

“Oh, Derek, fuck...this is so nice...” she moaned.

He kept going, slowly building the pressure and speed at which he ate her out.

“Derek, that’s so good!” she cried. He could feel her twitching and writhing around, could feel her brushing her thighs up against either side of his head as he licked at her pussy. He slipped a finger into her after a few minutes, wanting to make her have an awesome orgasm. As he pressed up into her most sensitive spot repeatedly, she let out a long, powerful cry of ecstasy and she was coming. He sat up and kept fingering her, now rubbing her clit with his thumb, and she screamed even louder. “OH FUCKING GOD YES I’M COMING SO MUCH!” she cried, trembling all over now.

A hot, thick spray of feminine sex juices escaped her pussy, getting all over her thighs and his hand, wrist, and forearm, and making a dark stain on the bed. He kept going until she had finished with her orgasm and then pulled back. She laid there, gasping for breath, staring up at the ceiling. She took a deep breath and then let it out slowly.

“That was very, very nice,” she said, then sat up. “You were right, Anya.”

“Yep,” Anya replied.

Zoey looked down and frowned. “Ugh, one downside of being a squirter,” she said. “Will you help me change the blankets real quick?”

“Yeah,” he replied.

“I wouldn’t care so much except that it seems to get cold so fast and my God, there is nothing more interrupting to sex than rolling over onto a patch of cold,” she said, getting up. He nodded in agreement.

Anya went and grabbed them fresh blankets. Luckily it hadn’t soaked through into the sheets below, so they just had to replace the blanket, which was easy enough. Once that was done, they got back on top of it.

“Now, it’s my turn to do you,” Zoey said, pushing him onto his back, grinning at him. She laid down between his legs and licked up his cock, causing him to groan and twitch. “I’m quite good at this, too,” she said.

“I don’t doubt it,” he murmured, and she took his cock into her mouth and started sucking him off. She really was great at it. He groaned, staring at her as she worked, her head bobbing rapidly and smoothly. Pleasure sparked and jolted through him, filling him as she gave him head. She kept it up for another couple of minutes, then stopped right before he was about to come. He looked down at her and she stared back up at him.

“Sorry, I really want you to fuck my pussy,” she said. “Like...right now.”

“Fine by me,” he replied, moving out of the way. She took his place, laying down on her back once more and spreading her legs.

Derek quickly got in between them and guided his cock into her hot, wet waiting cyvit vagina. They both moaned in pleasure as he pushed his way into her.

“Fuck yes,” she whispered.

He found himself staring down at her, into her beautiful green eyes, as he penetrated her. Burying his cock inside of her, he began making love to her. He slid in and out of her slowly at first, relishing the feel of her hot, wet pussy against his bare, rigid cock. Her face seemed to twist with emotion as he made love to her and stared down at her, and he found himself wondering if maybe she was having nostalgic flashbacks to her first human boyfriend. He didn’t know how to feel about that, but he wanted her to feel good.

Because she seemed to want it, Derek leaned down and kissed her. She wrapped both her arms around him, held her tightly to him and kissed him back deeply. They made out passionately as he continued making love to her, sliding in and out of her, going a bit harder and faster now. Her pussy felt absolutely amazing, and the feel of all her soft, warm fur only enhanced everything. She broke the kiss, looking up at him.

“Yes...” she moaned, whispering softly. “Make love to me, Derek.”

“Zoey,” he groaned in response, leaning his forehead against her. “It feels so good.”

“It does,” she moaned. “It does. It feels so fucking good. I want you to come inside me,” she whispered. “I want to feel your orgasm.”

She wrapped her legs around him and pulled him closer, forcing him deeper into her tight, hot pussy. “Come in me,” she whispered again.

He started fucking her a bit faster, wanting the same thing, wanting to please her, wanting to achieve his orgasm and start filling her up. It didn’t take very long. He cried out as his dick kicked hard inside of her and loosed the first spray of his seed. He moaned in primal passion as he continued coming and she kissed him deeply. He moaned into the kiss, feeling her wrap all of her limbs around him, holding him tightly.

His hips jerked and his dick kicked violently as he came into her, filling her up as she’d asked him to do. All of his seed came out in thick, powerful spurts and it filled him with raw ecstasy, with pure rapturous bliss.

When he finished, she let go of him and he carefully pulled out of her. Both of them let out long breaths of release and he laid against her, sweaty now. They laid there for a little bit before Anya stood up.

“Should we all shower together? I’m fucking horny after watching that,” she said.

Derek laughed and looked down at Zoey.

“I’m down to fuck,” Zoey said, looking up at him.

CHAPTER 05

Zoey was something else.

She was special in a way that Derek realized he was only beginning to grasp the bare edges of. He, Zoey, and Anya took a long shower together, and he’d watched the two women first kiss passionately, then take turns pleasuring each other. Then he’d had both of them suck him off until he’d come in Zoey’s mouth.

She had sucked him dry.

Then, because they were still horny, he’d ended up taking turns fucking them on the floor of the shower.

That had been wonderful.

When the shower was finally over, (he was shocked to find it had lasted over an hour), Derek had realized how tired he was, which felt kind of weird given that he’d slept for twelve hours, but apparently travel, even basic travel that happened like two days ago, wore him out, (maybe it was the notion that he’d traveled lightyears, a kind of mental exhaustion), and, mainly, it was all the sex that he was having.

Sex was exhausting.

Sex with multiple, experienced women with lots of endurance was far more exhausting.

So when he’d tentatively suggested staying in for the night, Zoey had actually seemed kind of happy to do so.

“I am a little worn out,” she’d said.

And so they’d stayed in, gotten to know each other a bit better, ate a huge meal later on that they ordered up to their room, eventually had another threesome, and had finally gone to sleep, all three of them naked and satisfied in the huge, luxurious bed.

…

Derek woke to movement, and then to a hot, wet pleasure on his cock.

He opened his eyes, seeing only a dim light and Anya’s sleeping face. “What the fuck?” he whispered, realizing there was movement beneath the blankets. Then he groaned as the pleasure intensified.

He lifted the blankets. “Zoey?”

“Shh. Relax,” she whispered, and he let out an involuntary groan of lust and pleasure as he felt her tongue dragging up the bottom of his cock. He relaxed, laying back, letting her work. This was, by far, the best way to be woken up, he surmised as she took his dick into her hot, wet mouth and started sucking him off.

He saw the blanket rising and falling gently as she bobbed her head.

The pleasure was intense, powerful, made all the more so by the fact that he’d just woken up from an intense sex dream. He felt almost overpowered by lust and desire and desperate need. He lifted the blankets again.

“Can we fuck?” he asked.

“Yep,” Zoey replied, and lifted the blankets up the rest of the way. She quickly climbed onto him, straddling him, looking like a porn star or model or some other avatar of raw sexuality as she reached down, gripped his saliva-soaked cock, and slipped it inside of her. Both of them released sounds of intense gratification as they became physically linked. Inside, she was perfect. Hot and wet and tight and perfect.

He reached out and his hands found her soft-furred, bare hips.

Derek gripped them tightly as she started to ride him, moving slowly at first, raising up and down, taking his entire rigid length into her.

“Oh fuck that is so goddamned good...” she moaned, resting her hands on either side of his head, pressing down into the pillow. “You look so fucking hot right now.”

“You look like a fucking sex angel right now,” he replied.

She gave out a husky laugh and began to go faster, her face twisting as the pleasure hit her in waves. And Derek was sure he looked much the same. It felt simply amazing. He began thrusting up into her, the need to fuck, to screw her hard, overwhelming him.

“Oh fuck yes!” she cried, the bed shaking now.

They fucked for as long as they could, but both of them were out for nothing but pure pleasure and an orgasm as fast as possible.

“Oh fuck, rub my clit...” she moaned.

“I got you,” Anya said, surprising both of them. Though, Derek reasoned, how was she supposed to keep sleeping through this?

As Anya reached in between them, finding her clit and beginning to rub it fast, Zoey started moaning with a renewed intensity. Just about the second he felt her start to burst into orgasm, he did as well. They came together, an event that felt powerful, both of them unified in their mindless bliss, feeling absolutely nothing but each other and the flare of the orgasm. It seemed to go on for a long time, though in the back of his mind, Derek knew his orgasm probably hadn’t lasted longer than ten or fifteen seconds at most.

When they were finished, Zoey laid down against him, holding him tightly to her.

“Sorry we woke you,” she murmured sleepily.

“I don’t mind,” Anya replied. “Though now I’m horny.”

“Give me a minute,” Derek said. “Need a break, then I’ll fuck you.”

“That’d be much appreciated.”

As he laid there, Derek was surprised by how smoothly that had gone. That conversation, though short and seemingly simple, seemed miles, lightyears ahead of where he’d been even a few weeks ago when he’d had sex with an escort last. He’d been equal parts awkward and enamored around them, and although they had all been nice to him, there was a certain detachment to them, a kind of...insincerity to their words and demeanor. Not that he blamed them at all. It was their job, he was just a client. That was really the nature of the relationship.

But it was very different with Anya. And obviously different with Zoey. She was having sex with him because she wanted to. There was literally no incentive for her to do so. Actually, she could certainly find way, way more attractive and skilled lovers on Desire with absurd ease. Why was she here, fucking him? Was it really just because he reminded her of someone? Surely there had to be more to it than that.

Derek realized he was getting horny again. How could he not, with a beautiful, naked alien woman pressed against him and the knowledge that another incredibly beautiful, equally nude alien woman was waiting for him to stick his cock inside of her?

As soon as he was hard, he motioned for Zoey to get off of him, then rolled over onto Anya, in between her spread open legs.

“Hello,” she whispered, staring up at him with wide, lusty eyes.

“Hello, beautiful,” he replied, and kissed her hard as he penetrated her.

…

After sex, the three of them showered, then dried, dressed, and went out for breakfast.

“Is everything okay?” Zoey asked suddenly.

Derek realized that he’d been kind of staring off into space, not having said anything for a few minutes now. He glanced down at the remains of the meal he’d eaten. They’d finished eating about half an hour ago and had just been sitting around the diner talking.

“No,” he replied, then hesitated. “I guess wrong is too strong a word. I’m just...thinking.”

“What about?” Anya asked.

“Well...about you,” he said, looking at Zoey.

“What about me?”

“I don’t want to complicate things, but I’m just curious about why you’re sleeping with me? Why you’re choosing me and Anya over everyone else on Desire right now.”

“I like you,” she replied. “Both of you. And I believe I mentioned that you resemble a long lost love of mine. Although at this point that’s not the dominate reason any longer. I just...like you.”

“Why?” he asked.

“What do you mean why? I mean...why not?”

“I guess I just...you’re this amazingly attractive, rich, genius CEO of your own company who paid mega credits to come to a place like Desire, and instead of spending time with high class escorts who literally pleasure for a living and are probably way more skilled than I am, you’re hanging out with me. It just seems...weird.”

“Not everyone comes to Desire for straight up kinky sex,” Anya pointed out. “People come for all sorts of reasons, and some don’t even realize it until they actually get here. Some people come for some real companionship and connection.”

“Yeah, I mean, I thought I’d just come here to get laid a ton, but...this is more interesting than sex with an escort. And, I mean, honestly, I kind of get that too, with Anya. And I just...like you, Derek. I get a good feeling from you. It feels...I don’t know, natural, to spend time with you. I feel comfortable around you, both of you, honestly. I like this.”

“Okay,” Derek murmured.

“You don’t seem convinced,” Zoey said.

He sighed. “I’m not trying to be difficult. I guess I just...” he considered for a few seconds, trying to parse out his thoughts. “The idea that someone like you could be that interested in someone like me is a little absurd, are my thoughts on the situation.”

“I guess that’s fair,” Zoey replied. “My kind, CEOs and executives, aren’t really known for doing much more than blowing lots of money on hot people to fuck them and be seen with them. But I guess I’m not a regular CEO. I value real interactions more than sex with strangers. Although I obviously don’t place no value on sex with strangers, or else we wouldn’t have met.”

“That makes sense,” Derek said. He knew there was more to this, but didn’t really want to keep digging into it right now. “What should we do next?”

“I know I’m probably insane for asking but...can we go bowling? I really want to go bowling. I used to do it when I was a teenager and it was so much fun.”

“It’s not insane at all. We’ve got lots of non-sex places of fun and recreation on Desire,” Anya replied, standing up. “Come on, I know a place.”

…

They went bowling.

Overall, it was a pretty good day.

Zoey turned out to be pretty good, and Anya better than her. Derek was just okay at it, but didn’t mind. The simple satisfaction of hurling a ball down a lane and knocking over some pins, and the peaceful joy of talking with the two women, was more than enough for him. They stayed long enough playing to get hungry again, and went through a large pizza, some wings, and a plateful of nachos. When they were finished there, they went on a long, meandering walk through the station, stopping to watch people fuck about half a dozen times.

By the time night was beginning to fall again over the station, the holographic sky looking basically identical to real skies that Derek had lived under all his life, he, Zoey, and Anya were heading back to his hotel room again, and he thought that Zoey was getting horny. He knew he was. It was a surprise that they’d somehow gone without having sex almost the whole day. They hadn’t even fooled around since their sex after they’d woken up. And he had an idea that had been intentional on Zoey’s part.

Something had told him to wait.

“So...” he said as they got back to the hotel room.

“So?” Zoey prompted, and was wearing a small smile.

“Want to have sex?” he asked.

“Yes. Although I honestly want to have a specific kind of sex. A kind of sex that...” she lost her smile suddenly and looked apologetically at Anya, “will require just Derek. But then afterward we can have a threesome. I’m sorry, I’m not trying to be a bitch.”

“It’s fine, Zoey. Have fun. Like I said: I like to watch.”

“Thank you.” She looked back at Derek. “I want to have some more rough sex, like what we had when we first met. It doesn’t have to be particularly elaborate, just, you know, throw me on the bed, scream at me, fuck me hard, slap me around...and choke me. Oh fuck, choke me hard. I don’t know why but I really want that.”

“I, uh...yeah, I think I can do that,” he replied, thinking about it. He was uncomfortable with how aroused he was getting at being told this.

“Okay, awesome,” she said, her eyes getting wider, as was her smile, already lost in the idea of this happening.

Well, he could always stop and apologize if it got too weird…

Not that he thought that would happen.

“So, uh, how do we start?” he asked.

“First we get naked, then you just, you know...tear into me. However you want. Don’t worry, I’ll let you know if it gets too rough. We’ll have our own safe word for this occasion. If I say...kidney, then you stop, okay?”

“Okay,” he replied.

Anya moved over to a nearby chair and settled into it to watch the pair of them go at it as they began undressing. Derek’s heart was racing now. Partially from anxiety, but mainly from dark, lusty excitement.

This was going to be…

Interesting.

They finished stripping, both of them taking off their underpants at about the same time, and stood there looking at each other. He stared at Zoey, this beautiful, genius fucking entrepreneurial alien woman, who stared back at him with a kind of submissive expectation and lusty desire. She was breathing a little heavily.

Derek did the first thing that came to mind.

He slapped her hard across the face. It didn’t have the same satisfaction (was that fucked up to think?) as he imagined slapping a furless face would, but it still sent a dark thrill racing through him. “Get on the bed!” he screamed at her, and was surprise by how angry he sounded.

“Okay! Please, don’t hit me,” she begged as she quickly began getting onto the bed.

“Then shut the fuck up and do as your told, you stupid bitch,” he snapped at her, getting onto the bed with her. Before she could get into position, he shoved her, then violently flipped her over and laid down on top of her.

Holding her hands down by grabbing her wrists, he kissed her hard on the mouth. She reluctantly began kissing him back, and he felt he knew what came next. He pulled back and sighed, then slapped her again.

She cried out and cringed away from him, trying to press herself deeper into the mattress, and he wrapped one hand firmly around her throat. Staring into her eyes, his face inches from hers, he growled: “You’d better start doing a better job, or I’ll really fucking give you something to complain about. Do you understand me you alien bitch?”

“Yes,” she gasped, eyes wide. “Please...”

“Shut up,” he said, and let go of her, then resumed kissing her. She kissed him back with some more passion this time, twining their tongues together. He groped her big, furry breasts, relishing the feel of all her soft, warm fur against his skin as they made out. Before long, he stopped kissing her and got up and straddled her face.

“Open!” he screamed, then made a fist and held it up, threatening her.

Zoey cried out and opened her mouth quickly. As soon as she did, he shoved his cock in and began violently fucking her face, slamming her head down into the pillow. He could feel her hot, wet mouth, feel his steel hard dick hitting the back of her throat over and over again, making her gag. This wasn’t a particularly good way to get good head, but it provided a completely different pleasure: the dark thrill of pretending to violate her, to stare her in her eyes as he did it, one hand resting on her head, in between her cat ears.

She was gagging and gasping and crying out, her voice muffled, as he kept fucking her mouth hard. He’d definitely watched porn like this before, but actually doing it, actually holding a really attractive woman down and fucking her face hard, listening to the sounds she made, feeling your cock in her mouth, it was…

It was a lot different.

Way more powerful.

Eventually, he stopped, and she gasped, breathing heavily as he pulled his dick out of her mouth. She tried to sit up but he shoved her back down.

“Open your legs,” he said, but she shook her head, keeping her thighs squeezed shut. “Spread your legs, whore!” he screamed and hit her.

This time it wasn’t a slap, but a punch. He punched her in the eye. Not very hard, but harder than he meant to, and he hadn’t even fully intended to hit her like that. He was sure that if her skin was more visible, she’d have quite a black eye soon. He hesitated briefly, wondering if he’d gone too far, if he’d hear her word.

But he didn’t. She just cried out, covering her face.

“Spread your legs!” he screamed at her, and then forced his hands in between her thick thighs. She cried out, begging him to stop.

“Please, don’t! Don’t! I want to leave! Just let me leave!” she screamed, and he felt real guilt stab at him as he forced her legs apart, because she sounded so convincing. He almost stopped, but then he got her legs fully open, and saw the way her pussy was glistening, and felt a renewed surge of lust. Quickly laying down between her thighs, he forced his cock into her, and she cried out again. “No! Stop! Stop now!” she screamed.

“You’ve been bad,” he growled. “And now you’re going to be punished.”

“No!” she screamed and he slapped her twice, as hard as he could.

“I said shut the fuck up!” he screamed back at her at the top of his lungs.

That actually seemed to frighten her and she looked up at him. He placed his hands on her shoulders and forcefully held her down, then laid into her, really fucking her brains out, pounding her hot, wet, sweet pussy as hard as he could.

“No! Please! It hurts!” she begged, pushing at him.

He shoved her hands aside, then clapped a hand over her mouth. “I don’t give a fucking shit, you stupid whore,” he growled, his face very close to hers now. “You’re going to do as I say, lay there, and take it like the worthless slut you are, or I’m really going to punish you. This is your last fucking warning, bitch.”

“No! Stop!” she screamed, muffled.

He made a fist and punched her in the ribs, not very hard, but hard enough that she could definitely feel it. She cried out, and he again listened closely for the word, letting up briefly on her mouth, but she just moaned after crying out from the shock of the blow. He could actually feel her getting wetter.

Well, clearly she was enjoying this.

Time to finish her off.

“All right bitch, you asked for it,” he said, and wrapped both hands around her throat.

Her eyes absolutely lit up with pure sexual rapture as he started squeezing. She cried out, though now it sounded closer to bliss than anything else, and bucked her hips against him. He kept fucking her, pounding her sweet cyvit pussy, burying his cock inside of her, absolutely in love with the feeling of it, with the absolutely rapturous experience that was bareback, violent sex, and then she let out a strangled scream as she began to come.

And he started to come immediately as well, orgasming hard inside of her pussy.

Letting go of her, Derek joined her in voicing their mutual, unified pleasure as they orgasmed together. He emptied his cock into her, feeling it jerk and twitch violently inside of her vagina, which was releasing a hot spray of feminine sex juices, convulsing around his dick. His seed left him in hot spurts, sending bursts of total pleasure throughout his entire body. She wrapped her legs tightly around him, screaming his name at the top of her lungs, utterly enjoying the full-body orgasm that was so rapturously engulfing her.

And he enjoyed his own orgasm as it burned through him, forcing his hips to jerk violently, shoving his rigid, twitching cock deeper inside of her each time until finally he had nothing left to give, he was empty, she’d pumped him dry.

Then they were laying there together, gasping for breath, holding each other.

“Goddamn, you two. I felt that,” Anya said.

Zoey said something incoherent and Derek tried to say something. He carefully pulled out of her, then rolled over onto his back, the room spinning as he tried to get his breath back. He felt overheated, overloaded really, from the crazed sex session and orgasm. And guilty too. He’d really fucking gotten off on beating her and choking her and abusing her, and he wasn’t sure at all that he liked the fact that he liked that.

“Fuck,” he whispered finally. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Zoey replied, sounding calmer now, serene almost. “Oh am I ever okay. Thank you so much for that fucking world-class orgasm, Derek. You did phenomenally. And you came so hard. God, you fucking filled my pussy up. I mean, just...wow. I need a shower.”

“Me too,” he murmured. “You sure you’re okay? I hit you kinda hard...”

“I’ll be sore and have a few bruises,” Zoey replied, sitting up, “but it goes with the territory.” She reached out suddenly and laid a hand on him. “Don’t worry, okay? I really wanted that. You did perfectly, okay?”

“Okay,” he replied, trying not to worry. That had been fairly intense.

The pair of them got up off the bed and headed into the bathroom, and Anya joined them as they slipped into the shower, turning the water up nice and hot.

“You doing okay?” Anya asked.

“Yeah, just a little...uncertain about all this,” he replied uncomfortably.

“Try not to worry about it too much,” Zoey replied. “We like what we like, and as long as everyone’s consenting and enjoying themselves, then there’s no reason to get upset.”

“Yeah, I guess so,” he said. He didn’t think this matter was settled at all, but right now he didn’t really want to get into it. He was intent on enjoying himself. Derek washed up, as he’d worked up a sweat during the sex session, and let the hot, soothing water wash over him, relaxing him. “So what now?” he asked after a few minutes of companionable silence.

“I’m feeling kind of introverted, honestly. Would you two be into just hanging out here for the rest of the night? I know we kind of did that last night...”

“I’m okay with it,” Derek replied.

“Same,” Anya said. “And you promised me a threesome.”

“I did,” Zoey replied with a smirk.

And so it was decided.

…

Derek had sex with Zoey five more times before they had to part ways.

It happened unexpectedly. They had a relaxing night, after they’d had that threesome. They’d ended the night with a second threesome before sleeping, and he’d made love to her twice in the night. Once he’d woken up her up, once she’d woken him up. The next day, they’d fucked again in the shower, preparing for another day, and right after they’d had lunch, she’d gotten an emergency call. Her second in command, the one currently running the company in her absence, was pregnant, and apparently she had started going into labor two weeks early.

She’d had to gather her stuff, check out of her hotel, and head for a shuttle. They’d accompanied her the whole way.

“I’m really sorry about this,” Zoey said as they came to the airlock holding her private ship. “It’s just...it’s an important time and I really don’t want to leave the company running without myself or my second in command...”

“It’s okay, Zoey,” Derek replied. It was kind of amusing to see her flustered like this. “I’m honestly happy just to have met you and enjoy your company.”

She smirked. “Is that what you call fucking the shit out of me like ten times and beating my ass in the process?” she asked.

“I...uh...yeah?” he replied. Now it was his turn to be flustered.

Her smirk became a kindhearted smile and she hugged him suddenly. “I’m very glad I met you, Derek. You’re a good person. You have my number. So we can talk. And I fully intend on coming back here for a proper, lengthy vacation sometime this year. So maybe I can take you with me when I come back?”

“That would be fucking awesome,” he replied.

“That’s what I like to hear.” She gave him a long kiss, then hugged and kissed Anya as well. “I’m very glad to have met you as well, Anya. You are one of the sexiest women I’ve ever enjoyed in my life. And a good person, too. I’d tell you to take good care of each other, but I think both of you are going to manage that.”

“I think so, too,” Anya replied. “Goodbye, Zoey. And good luck.”

“Thank you.”

She said her goodbyes to them once more, then disappeared into an airlock. He and Anya stood there for a moment.

Derek was definitely going to miss her.

She was something else.

“So...you given any thought as to what your next sexual adventure might be?” Anya asked.

“I have, actually. I know exactly what I want to do,” Derek replied.

“And what would that be?”

He told her. She smiled broadly. “I can help with that.”

CHAPTER 06

Derek was going to have sex with an Amazonian.

The Amazonians were a unique group. He’d actually ended up doing a fair amount of research on them, as he’d always been enamored with tall women and the fact that the Amazonians tended to average around seven feet in height called to him. They were part of an experimental program in the military, where women who tended to be taller than average and wanted to go into the military could apply. They were given genetic modifications and specialized training, to be turned into super soldiers, essentially. The program had gone on for something like ten years, but ultimately they were cut and phased out of the military.

Most of them had gone on to become mercenaries.

He’d never really been able to figure out why they’d been phased out, honestly. They seemed like extremely effective warriors.

He’d always wanted to have sex with one. It felt more like a fantasy than anything else, because it just seemed so unrealistic. But Anya said that there were several Amazonian women on the station at any given time, as they made bank as high class escorts for men and women who had similar tastes as he did. Not to mention the BDSM crowd who liked to be on the submissive side of things could be dominated in a way unlike any other with these ladies.

Well, except maybe avix. They were even taller.

They were going to a hotel that catered to the Amazonian women who came to visit the station. Anya had called ahead once he told her what he was looking for: a pale redhead. He had a thing for those, too. She’d shown him a picture of a shockingly beautiful redheaded woman, laying on a bed on her side, head propped up by her hand, wearing just a black bra and panties that stood out in stark contrast to her brilliant, flawless white skin. Her vividly red hair fell around her face, which was kind of angular and lean.

It was a strange-looking face, but not a bad one at all. It made her look distinct and lent her a kind of strange, elegant beauty. She had bright, brilliant blue eyes and was smiling seductively at the camera.

And her body…

She was clearly curvy. She had the look of someone who had worked out vigorously for years and then, a little while ago, she’d started slacking off. She was still kind of fit, but she was pleasantly padded in all the right areas while still maintaining a kind of athletic look. He couldn’t believe he was going to get to fuck her.

Her name was Elise and she used to be a model.

As they walked into the hotel and rode the elevator up, he realized that he actually recognized her. He’d seen her maybe five years ago on the cover of some magazine in lingerie and he’d jacked off to her probably fifty times.

Holy shit, and now he was actually going to have sex with her.

This was a literal dream come true.

“You nervous?” Anya asked as they stepped off the elevator and made their way down the corridor to Elise’s door.

“Very,” he replied.

“I can understand that. Elise is...very tall,” she said. “But don’t worry, she’s great. Kind, sweet, and very skilled at getting guys off. Trust me, you are in for a world of pleasure.”

“That’s what I’m hoping.”

They came to her door and knocked on it. He noticed that the doors in the hallway were about a foot taller than what he was used to seeing. The door opened up and Derek found himself staring up at a redheaded goddess. Elise stood there before him, in person, wearing a white bathrobe that clung nicely to her curvy frame.

“Anya! It’s been way too long,” she said, grinning broadly and enfolding the dysil in a hug, pressing her head between her large breasts. As she did, the robe slipped open a little, showing off a lot of her impressively huge rack.

“I missed you, too, Elise,” Anya replied.

Elise smiled and released her. She moved to adjust her robe, as now a lot of her breasts were showing, then she seemed to reconsider it, shrugged and stepped back. “Come on in, you two. I’m excited to get started. It’s been a slow day.”

“Really?” Derek asked as he came in.

“Yep. You’re my first visitor all day, and I only had two yesterday. Guys just aren’t into me...okay, that’s not true. Guys are into me, they’re just intimidated by me. Although, you know, you’d think this would override that,” she said, turning as they came into the living room area and opening up her robe.

She was completely naked underneath.

Derek felt a bolt of pure lust shoot through him. Holy fuck, she had the biggest tits he had ever seen in his entire life.

She grinned. “Well, he sure thinks so.”

“I’ve got to fuck you like right now,” he said.

Her grin became a smirk. “Oh? Right now?” He nodded. “Right here?” He nodded again. “Okay then.” She dropped her robe onto the floor and laid down on it, on her back, spreading her long legs. “Then fuck me,” she said. “Fuck me like a whore.”

Derek felt overcome with lust. He wasn’t even thinking clearly. He got out of his clothes as quickly as he could, wanting to be completely naked so that he could feel all her hot, smooth, pale skin rubbing against his own. As soon as he was naked, Derek all but jumped onto her. He spent the first few moments frantically kissing her and she kissed him back with a sudden, fiery passion. He groped her enormous tits.

They were actually bigger than his head.

And the way she was kissing him...she clearly had a lot of experience. Her lips, her tongue, the sounds she was making, and the taste of her. All of it combined to make a beautiful, heady experienced. He broke away from the make-out session after about a minute because he needed, needed to be inside of her.

She spread her legs wide for him and as he got down on his knees in between them, he took a few seconds to stare at her long, pale, luxurious body, to let himself realize that this was actually happening. Everything about her was strange and out of proportion. She seemed like a giant to him, although she was just a foot taller than he was. It still felt so unreal, but it was actually happening. Her limbs were so long, her thighs so thick, her hips so broad.

“Well?” she asked.

He laid down in between her tremendous pale thighs, laid the head of his rock hard cock against the hot, wet opening of her vagina and pushed it inside. She was so fucking wet inside that it slipped in without much trouble, but holy fuck was she tight. He groaned loudly as he pushed all the way into her, and she cried out in ecstasy at the same time.

“Oh, fuck yes!” she cried as he started pounding her pussy.

“Fuck, Elise, you are so fucking tight!” he yelled.

He felt almost primal now, like an animal, wanting to just fuck and fuck and FUCK. He was slamming into her pussy, grunting furiously, and she was screaming in pleasure now, her voice going up in pitch.

“Yes! Yes! Yes! I’m going to come!” she screamed.

“Me too!” he moaned.

And then they were both coming. As they frantically fucked, they both began to orgasm. He felt her pussy spasm, clench around his cock, and a hot, wet flood of feminine sex juices escaped her pussy as he began shooting his load into her. His dick kicked hard, spasming violently as it jetted out thick gobs of his stringy seed.

Both of them moaned and writhed against each other as they came and climaxed.

When it was over, he rested his head on her huge tits, which were heaving as she tried to catch her breath.

“Holy mother fuck,” Elise whispered. “That was fantastic. I mean...fuck,” she said.

“Sorry I didn’t last all that long,” Derek said, pulling carefully out of her and struggling to his feet. He looked down at her. Now that he wasn’t insanely horny, he realized that he’d barely lasted for more than a minute.

“I don’t even care,” Elise replied. “That was passion. That was real. That’s the kind of sex I love. When you’re fucking someone that is so, so, SO fucking into you and you can just feel it. You went a little crazy with lust there,” she explained.

He chuckled. “I guess I did.”

“I take that as a big compliment,” she said, getting up.

Freshly fucked, Elise looked even more beautiful. Her face was flushed and her red hair was in disarray now. She moved off towards the bathroom and he and Anya followed her. “That was hot,” Anya said.

“I agree,” he replied, going into the bathroom with the Amazonian. As she wiped at herself with a wad of toilet paper, cleaning up the mess he’d made, he walked over and started up the shower in the enormous glass stall he found.

Derek had been taking a lot of showers recently, but he supposed it made enough sense. There was nothing quite as great as feeling a soft, warm rain after fucking like crazy and blowing an enormous load. It was especially enhanced by that sedate, mellow post-orgasm glow.

“Ooh, good idea,” Elise said as she finished cleaning herself up. Anya was already taking her clothes off. Soon, the three of them were in the stall together. Derek found himself staring up at Elise’s huge, naked, wet body as they washed up.

“I really don’t intimidate you, do I?” she asked.

“What? Of course you do,” he replied. “You intimidate the hell out of me. It’s just that...you turn me on a whole lot more. And, well, you seem...reasonable. I mean, in the few minutes that I’ve known you,” he added, chuckling uncomfortably.

“Well thank you, I’m quite reasonable,” Elise replied. She stepped up to him and took his head gently in her hands, then brought his face to her huge, wet tits. “Suck my breasts,” she said softly, and everything seemed to change.

As he took one of her pink nipples in his mouth and sucked on it, gently at first, he felt desire begin to fill him again. She moaned softly and he could feel her hand on the back of his head, carefully massaging his scalp.

“Yes, suck my tits,” she whispered.

He switched to the other and sucked on it as well, then licked across her nipples, across the skin of her enormous breasts.

After a moment, she pulled him back.

“You sucked me, now I’m going to suck you,” she said, then leaned down, gave him a firm kiss on the mouth, slipping her tongue in briefly, and then dropped to her knees. Then she dropped a bit lower, actually sitting down, and then she leaned in and took his cock into her mouth. Holy fucking shit, she could really suck dick.

Her big mouth really helped.

She bobbed her head, slowly at first, sucking powerfully, then began to go a bit faster. Pleasure lit within him, spread through him like a hot pink energy, filled him. He stared down at this redheaded sex goddess, this seven foot woman who was sucking his dick, and thought that there was nowhere in the galaxy he wanted to be right now but right here.

“Oh, Elise, that’s so fucking good,” he whispered. “Fuck, you suck good dick...”

She let out a muffled chuckle and kept going, moving even faster, her lips now only passing across the head of his cock, overwhelming him with pleasure. He was coming within thirty seconds. She took his whole load into her mouth, sucking powerfully and massaging his balls gently with her huge hand.

“Oh fuck! Oh, Elise!” he moaned, reduced to a babbling idiot by the sheer pleasure of it all. She sucked until there was nothing left coming out, then sucked a bit longer, then slid it slowly out of her mouth. She grinned up at him, opening her mouth for him briefly, showing him his huge load, then she swallowed.

“You taste good,” she said, then licked the tip of his cock once more, sending a spark of pleasure through him and causing him to twitch and groan. Then she stood up and rinsed her mouth out. “How was that?”

“Fucking amazing,” he replied.

“It sure looked seriously hot,” Anya replied.

They finished washing up and once they were clean again, they dried off and headed back out into the bedroom.

Elise glanced down at his cock. “Well, well, well. Someone is still not satisfied, are they?” she asked in mock annoyance. “I guess you’ll just have fuck me again.”

“I’d love that,” he replied.

“How do you want me?”

“I want you on your hands and knees. I want to fuck your pussy, then I want to fuck you up the ass. And I want you to be eating out Anya the whole time,” he replied.

Elise grinned broadly. “That sounds fantastic,” she said.

Anya seemed pleased with the plan as well. They got into position. Anya laid on her back against the head of the bed, her shapely, orange legs spread open. Elise was on her hands and knees, head down, buried in Anya’s crotch, who began to moan as the giant redhead ate her out. Derek found some lube and set it aside, then quickly got into position behind her. Staring at her fucking huge, pale, well-maintained ass, he felt awestruck.

Her pussy was a glistening pink slit in front of him, beckoning him.

Derek slipped his cock back inside of her. Both of them moaned as he did so. Fuck, he couldn’t believe how tight she was. It was amazing, incredible, nothing but pure pleasure. Absolute bliss. Rapturous sexual gratification. He was going bareback inside of a fucking Amazonian. A fucking seven foot tall, redheaded sex angel. He smacked her huge ass hard enough to leave a red handprint and she moaned loudly.

Anya was really, really getting off on the oral. She had her thighs practically crushing Elise’s big head, crying out in pleasure, panting. Holy fuck, this was hot. He didn’t want to blow his load just yet, he wanted to come in her big ass. So, he pulled out after fucking her pussy for a few minutes, lubed down his cock and then began to fit it into her enormous ass. Damn, her ass was even tighter. And fuck, it felt good.

“Oh, Elise,” he gasped as he worked his cock up her huge ass. She moaned in response, and suddenly Anya was crying out.

“Fuck! I’m coming!” she screamed.

Derek was on his way there, too. He knew he’d need a break after this. Her ass felt just amazing. He grunted as he kept fucking her up the ass, slapping it several more times, then grabbing her broad hips and pulling her against him, forcing his cock deeper into her. She moaned loudly, pulling her head from Anya’s crotch.

That was it, he could endure no more.

He was coming again.

“Oh, Elise!” he cried, hunching forward, moaning loudly as he began to fill her ass with what seed he had left. Elise was moaning as he pounded her ass, the sound of their skin slapping together mixing with Anya’s cries of pleasure as she came. Pleasure washed through him, filling him. Slowly, as it passed, he came back down from his third orgasm. Pulling out of her, he flopped over onto the bed and tried to get his breath back.

“Wow,” he said. “Your ass is amazing.”

Elise laughed and got up. “Thanks,” she said. “I think I need another shower.”

“Me too,” Anya said, looking very satisfied.

He nodded. “Same.”

They got up and headed for the bathroom. As they slipped back into the shower and began washing and coming down from their sex session, he found himself wondering about her. Elise had to be an interesting person, to have a fascinating history.

“So...tell me about yourself, Elise,” he said.

“You want to know about me?” she replied, sounding a little surprised.

“I mean, yeah. You’re a freaking Amazonian escort. You must have a really interesting history. If you don’t want to talk about yourself, that’s fine.”

“No, I don’t mind. I just...it’s rare that people ask. I don’t think I have a particularly interesting life, but I’m the one living it, so I guess I don’t have the best perspective. Where to start? Well, I'd gotten out of the military at twenty four. They found me when I was eighteen, a prime candidate for the Amazon Program. I was six foot two and I ran track and I'd been spending a lot of time working with technical things. They recruited me right out of high school.”

“What actually was the Amazon Program?” Derek asked.

“A gimmick, basically. Military was looking for gimmicks and that's what they got. It was some half-baked initiative cooked up by some trumped-up General turned politician. Take a bunch of tall, well-built girls looking to kick some ass, give them surgery and gene therapy and chemical treatments to make them even taller and more badass and train them in the military. It worked surprisingly well, but they shut it down after about nine or ten years. Well, officially, at least. Some of the girls stayed on in the military but I wanted out.

“I drifted for awhile. I had seen some combat. A lot of the girls went into mercenary work. One of my friends, her name was Emily, did that. But I just wanted some actual peace and quiet after all that. I had money leftover and I ended up modeling. I started hanging out on the Net and ended up finding this want ad for a model, a tall model. I figured, why the fuck not? I applied. They snapped me right up and the rest was history. I was twenty four and I got signed with one of the biggest modeling agencies in the galaxy.

“For the next eight years or so I was everywhere. I was on fire. Rich. I think I went a little crazy. It's why I'm not still rich, not exactly, cause I was spending so much, and I felt untouchable. Then, about three years ago, I did a nude photo shoot. Agency dropped me just like that. I would've fought them more, I know it's because I'm not 'normal', because I've seen other girls do nude photo shoots and it's not really a big deal, but at that point I was kind of tired of the game. So I ended up moving to this nice little paradise planet and set up my own kind of online thing. People would come to me sometimes, people who didn’t give a shit that I’d done a nude photo shoot, or people that actually wanted that. And I’ve worked as a prostitute off and on ever since I left. But now I shoot porn,” she explained.

“Really?” he asked.

“Yep. An old friend of mine from my modeling days had hooked up with a few other alien girls and a very cute, young human boy...a lot like you, actually. They had set up this porn gig and blew the fuck up. Asked me to join before too long. So that’s what I’ve been doing. It’s a lot of fun and we all live together. I’m here mainly on vacation, but also as a favor to the owner...okay, and to stuff some more credits into my own bank account. I get paid good. Though like I mentioned, it’s been a slow time so far. I think it might be because they opened up a new kai brothel nearby. You know how rare those ladies are,” she murmured.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen a kai in real life,” Derek replied. “But, uh, that’s really cool. Except for you getting kicked out. That’s a little hard to believe that they’d actually do that. I mean, you’re so insanely hot…”

“Most people never get completely comfortable around me. I mean, I’m damn near seven feet tall and I still know how to fight and could break most people in half if I wanted. Guys especially have a tough time with me. I think it’s a lot easier to cast someone out if they make you uncomfortable, even if you know you don’t have a legitimate reason for being uncomfortable.”

“That’s true,” Anya murmured unhappily.

“Yeah, it is,” Derek agreed.

“Which is why this has been so nice. You’re so...relaxed around me. I mean, you’re clearly buzzing with lust, but that’s fine. That’s appreciated. But we can just have this conversation casually like this. There’s no tension in you.”

“I’m glad. You should be happy,” he replied.

“Thank you,” Elise said, and she stepped forward and wrapped him in a hug, putting his head between her huge, pale breasts. He hugged her back, feeling another jolt of lust hit him. He reached down and settled his hands on her huge ass. He heard as much as felt her laugh. “I think you’re getting horny again.”

“I’m still horny,” Anya said.

“Maybe we should have a threesome,” he suggested.

“Well, you’re the one in charge, technically speaking,” Elise replied.

“Then I would like to have a threesome.”

Anya laughed now. “Good. Threesomes are so much fun. Especially when you have an Amazonian involved.”

“Amazonians do it best,” Elise said.

“Well...I don’t know about that...” Anya murmured.

“Maybe we should ask Derek.”

“I’m not going to say anything in this debate beyond the fact that both of you are fantastically amazing lovers,” he said firmly.

Elise grinned. “Smart. Come on, let’s go. We’ll need the big bed for this.”

They left the shower once more and dried off again, then hurried back into the bedroom. Derek could already feel himself stiffening. But there was a thought planted firmly in his head, a way he wanted to begin this.

He was going to eat her out.

“Why don’t you two start making out? I’m going to do something nice for you,” Derek said.

“Oh really?” Elise replied.

“You’ll enjoy this,” Anya said as she laid next to her, then pressed her lips against Elise’s. He hesitated for a moment, watching the two extremely beautiful women lock lips and twist tongues together. Elise was moaning softly and Anya had a hand on one of her huge, pale breasts, gently groping and massaging it.

Elise spread her legs for him.

That got him moving. He settled down in between her freaking enormous thighs, (okay, now she intimidated him even more, it would be so easy to even accidentally crush his skull), and set to work on giving her pleasure. He gently spread her pussy, exposing her clit, and then leaned in with his tongue stuck out.

Elise let out a low moan of pleasure as he made contact.

There was something intensely satisfying about making an Amazonian woman, who had been in the military, had been a famous model, and was currently a porn star, make that sound. He continued tonguing her clit, wanting to bring her to orgasm, wanting to give her that enjoyment. He slowly massaged her clit with the tip of his tongue, listening to the sounds she was making as she made out with Anya.

As he really settled in to eat her out, slowly going faster, gradually applying more pressure, using more and more of his tongue, more than ever he felt like he was in a dream or a very vivid hallucination. The idea that he was doing this, orally pleasuring a fucking Amazonian, a famous model that he had actually jacked off to at several points over the past year even, was ludicrous. He wondered what the odds of that were? How unlikely was this? The lottery nowadays was astronomically, unthinkably massive and the odds against it stacked so high they probably soared into the stratosphere of Earth. He didn’t think it was quite that unlikely, but it sure as hell felt that way. And honestly? He’d much, much rather enjoy this than the lottery.

That was probably a stupid notion. This would end, the lottery would set him for life. Then again...Anya and some of the other ladies he’d been with had really given him the impression that you couldn’t just buy your way onto Desire. You had to be accepted by them, accepted by the people who ran this place, who lived here. And they seemed to know their shit. You had to be a good person to get onboard this station.

And through whatever combination of technology, social engineering, and natural intuition, they seemed to have figured out how to create such a fine mesh that assholes and misogynists and racists and generally shit, close-minded people didn’t get onboard. The idea that he had made it through that mesh, that he had earned his way here...it was very odd, in a good way. He didn’t think of himself as a great person, per say, but he at least liked to think that he wasn’t a bad person. He didn’t know precisely how validating this vacation, and being so wholeheartedly and eagerly accepted by these women, was, but it sure as hell felt ridiculously validating.

“Ohhhh...fuck, Derek...” Elise moaned loudly.

He’d been eating her pussy for a good five minutes now, feeling her twitch and writhe in pure pleasure against the bed, and now he slipped a finger into her absurdly hot, wet, tight opening, pressing hard and fast into her most sensitive spot.

“That’s just...oh fuck!” she shrieked, as if caught off guard by the sudden orgasm that abruptly blasted into being.

He continued eating her out and fingering her throughout the whole thing as she jerked and spasmed violently. She managed not to crush his head between her immensely huge and powerful thighs as she orgasmed. And she got her sex juices all over his chest and neck and shoulders, which he didn’t mind.

When she was finished, she took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Oh my,” she said, looking down at him, “you are, ah, quite brave. Not too many guys go down on me, and fewer still actually stay there when I come.”

“Well...it seemed like the right thing to do,” he replied.

“Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate it, and I can control myself, even in orgasm, I’m just saying it takes guts. I like you,” she said, smiling at him, beaming really. Her face flushed, her gaze sedate in the post-orgasmic glow.

“I like you, too. I’m really glad I could make you come. I need to wash up, though,” he murmured as he sat up.

“Oh yes, do that. Uh, Anya, help me replace this blanket really quick, then we can keep going with this threesome.”

“Gladly,” Anya replied.

He got up and left them to it, hurrying back into the bathroom and slipping into the shower once more. He was rock hard, his cock throbbing in anticipation. He really, badly wanted to be inside of her again and he was looking forward to a nice, long, extended fuck session. He washed off as fast as he could, then dried again and hurried back into the bedroom, drawn back by the sounds of Anya’s highly sexual and wonderfully seductive moans.

He found her on her back, Elise fingering her.

“Fuck, Elise, your fingers are so fucking strong,” she moaned.

“That they are,” Elise agreed happily, “hello Derek.”

“Hi,” he replied, watching the display with pure lust.

“You look horny. What would you like to do?” Elise asked.

“Fuck Anya,” he replied.

“Okay then.”

She stopped fingering her and shifted slightly away. Anya caught her breath and seemed to fully come back to herself, pulled out of that lusty wonderland of sexual bliss. She locked eyes with him and spread her legs, her pussy bare and glistening.

“Hurry,” she said, clearly in the grips of raw desire.

As was he. He hurried and laid down between her thick thighs. She gripped his cock and guided him expertly into her and they both moaned in sexual unity as he penetrated her once more, sliding smoothly into that perfect alien vagina of hers.

“Fucking...fuck! I still can’t believe how goddamned good you feel, Anya,” he moaned as he began making love to her, sliding in and out of her, probing her dark, wet depths, feeling the rapturous bliss of her sex fill him like waves.

“Your cock feels pretty amazing, too,” Anya gasped in reply. “I mean, I love sex, and I’ve had a lot of it, but you...something special about you...ah-fuck yes!” she cried as he started going faster, hitting a sensitive spot of hers. She raised her legs up, spreading them wider, as he made frantic, furious love to her.

He kissed her deeply, pressing his lips against her own orange luscious ones, and felt her tongue slip into his mouth, twisting and twining with his own. He tasted her strange, alien taste, relishing it, loving every aspect of his encounter with her. And before he could let himself come, he stopped, not wanting to, not yet.

He knew precisely how he wanted his next orgasm to transpire.

“Could we do doggystyle, Elise?” he asked.

“You got it,” she replied.

“I’ll need you here, Anya,” he said. “I want to pull out and come in your mouth.”

“Okay,” she replied. “That’ll be pretty hot.”

“That’s what I’m hoping.”

Elise got on her hands and knees, presenting her huge, pale ass to him, and he slipped right back into her pink, glistening pussy. She moaned as he pushed into her, settled his hands on her huge, broad hips, and started pounding her. Her hips were easily twice, maybe even three times as wide as his own. It felt fucking unreal to fuck her, to slam into her from behind, to pound that sweet Amazonian pussy of hers.

After banging Anya for as long as he had, Derek managed to last another minute and a half or so before his orgasm was upon him.

“Going!” he called and pulled out. Twisting to the right, he aimed his cock at Anya, who was not only waiting, but skilled at this particular procedure. She took his cock, covered in Elise’s and her own pussy juices, and began sucking, bobbing her head smoothly, cupping his balls in her hands and massaging them carefully.

“Oh fuck!” he screamed in raw absolute bliss as his orgasm flared into being.

He came into Anya’s wonderful, willing mouth and she sucked and sucked and fucking sucked his cock dry, draining him into herself and swallowing several times. The orgasm was pure pleasure, filling him, burning into him. When he was given his senses back, he found that he was still horny, still hard, and was extremely grateful. He’d been banking on that.

“Thank you,” he gasped as Anya pulled his cock from her mouth.

“It’s what I’m here for,” she replied.

“That is very much appreciated,” he said, and stuck his cock back into Elise. He smacked her huge ass and started pounding her again.

“Oh fuck!” she cried unexpectedly. “I thought you were done!”

“Not yet,” he replied, and kept fucking her, their skin slapping together as Anya left for a moment to wash her mouth out.

“I know-ah!-this is a little unusual, but I have a request,” Elise said between moans.

“What is it?” he replied, panting, almost grunting in feral ecstasy.

“Can I ride you? I really, really want to ride you.”

“You got it.”

“Oh, thank you,” she groaned.

He pulled out of her and they switched positions. Okay, he was going to be ridden by an Amazonian. He had to admit, he was intimidated, and a little scared, but if she was actually asking him for it, she must really want it. And he really liked her, he wanted to make her happy. Plus, he did trust her. He laid down on his back in the middle of the bed and she straddled him. Fuck, she did look seriously huge and intimidating.

Her breasts hung over him like that of some larger than life sex deity. She looked like a goddess, all curves and pale skin and red hair.

“Don’t worry, this’ll be great,” she said.

“I’m not worried,” he replied.

“You’re a sweetheart.”

She reached down between them and gripped his cock, still stiff and sticky now and ready for more attention. With ease, she slipped him back into her, taking him inside of her tight, very wet Amazonian pussy.

Anya returned as they resumed making love.

“Oh fuck,” Elise whispered as she lowered herself down his rigid length. The pleasure slipped into him as she started to ride him, slowly at first, and he reached out and grabbed her enormously broad hips. She moaned as she fucked him, pleasuring herself with his dick, making the bed shake as she began to go a bit faster. He could see, as he soaked in that tremendous, hot bliss, that there was a lot of control in her. She held herself tightly, her muscles well-defined against her pale skin, her stance solid. He did feel safe with her.

She kept riding him, shoving his cock up inside of her, until he was just about ready to pop, then she got off of him.

“Sorry,” she said, “I know how frustrating that can be, but I had an idea.”

“What idea?” he replied.

“Anya, in the drawer there, on the nightstand beside you. You’re both going to like this.”

“Okay...” Anya rolled over and opened the drawer. “Oh shit, is this what I think it is?”

“Yes. It’s one of the fancy ones,” Elise replied.

“What is it?” Derek asked.

Anya pulled a strap-on out of the drawer. “It’s a very expensive sex toy. It’s like two grand or something. It, through a means I’m not entirely sure about, basically connects to the wearer’s nervous system. Basically, it’ll let me not only fuck Elise, but actually feel it.”

“Oh wow, that’s awesome,” Derek replied.

“Yes. I thought you’d two like to double-stuff me. And given your obsession with it, I figured you’d want to fuck me in the ass again,” Elise said, looking at Derek.

“I would love that,” he replied.

“I figured. Come on. Get the lube.”

He found it and lubed up while Elise got into position. She opted to lay on her side, bringing one leg up, resting the heel of her foot on her knee. Anya threw her legs into the air and pulled on the strap-on like she was trying to get into a pair of tight pants. Finally, she got it on and rolled over, disappearing from view as she got up against Elise’s front. He did the same, getting closer to her enormous ass.

This was going to be interesting.

Properly lubed up, Derek began to work his way back into Elise’s stunning ass. It was just as tight and wonderful as he remembered, and she moaned in response to his penetration. Not long after he reached around to her other side, his arm just long enough that he could grasp and gently massage one of her enormous breasts, he heard her moan again and shift. Anya moaned almost immediately after.

She had joined the threesome.

All of them became united in sexual gratification and wonderful bliss, linked together physically and emotionally as they fucked, the pleasure burning into them, through their bodies, consuming them. Derek felt a surge of primal desire as he thrusted into her, grunting and holding the enormous seven-foot woman close to him tightly as he fucked her in the ass, and he felt Anya on the other side moving as well, putting her beautifully broad and powerful hips to good use. In that moment, it felt like the only thing that existed was the three of them, enclosed in this warm and comfortable room, this place they had to themselves where they could do whatever they wanted with each other without any kind of interruption.

It was like paradise.

Derek felt his cock frying with hot bliss and knew that he was thrusting closer and closer to a climactic ending, a rapturous orgasm, and he wanted it so badly. He could hear Anya voicing her own pleasure, had an idea that she was close to her own climax, and from the sounds of it, Elise wasn’t all that far behind as well. She seemed to deeply enjoy having both of her holes fucked at the same time. He began groaning her name as he thrusted harder, deeper, faster into her, and she cried out. Derek lost himself in the bliss, pounding that sweet, huge ass of hers, drilling her hard, giving himself completely to the pleasure.

And then he was shoved over and into the deep, dark abyss that was a truly wonderful orgasm. He cried out, his whole body reacting, muscles contracting as the first spurt of his seed burst out of his cock and into her, and then he was going and going and just going into her, his cock twitching and spasming violently inside the hot, tight confines of her fat ass, emptying itself apparently as fast as was possible, shooting thick sprays of his seed into her. He emptied himself, the pleasure washing over and through him in pink waves, blinding and deafening him, robbing his other senses as the sensation of touch overtook all.

He came hard inside of her, what felt like a cataclysmic orgasm occurring, and lost himself there for awhile.

When he was finished, and his consciousness was deposited back into his corporeal body, Derek found himself taking a deep breath and let it out in a long, slow exhale. His body felt overworked, taxed, covered in sweat, his head spinning like he’d just gotten out of a long, hot soak and had stood up too fast.

Carefully, he pulled his painfully sensitive cock from out of Elise’s ass and rolled over onto his back. Both women were finishing up, both of them screaming and shouting their way through their own beautiful, full-body orgasms.

He listened to them voice their pleasure as he tried to get the room to stop spinning.

“Fuck me...” he whispered as he floated in that place he was happily becoming more familiar with, that sea of post-orgasmic bliss that he came to after having amazing sex with a seriously fucking hot woman.

“Again?” Elise asked.

He laughed weakly. “No...no...not for a little while. I need a break. I’m tapped out for now,” he murmured.

“I kinda figured. I fucking felt that one,” she said. “That was intense.”

“It sounded like it,” Anya said. “Phew...it was for me too. Damn, this toy is nice.”

“I’m surprised you don’t have one,” Elise replied.

“Oh I do, I just haven’t used it in a little while. Honestly forgot about it.” She let out a long, happy, contented sigh.

“So now what?” Elise asked.

“I’m not sure, but I know it involves a shower,” Derek replied.

“Yes,” Anya agreed.

They continued laying there together, the sweat cooling on their skin, for now simply enjoying the physical closeness of laying on a bed naked together.

CHAPTER 07

He spent the rest of the night with Anya and Elise, although he was so exhausted that he’d drifted off before he had another chance to get it up again that night. Then again, he’d had five orgasms in a relatively short period of time. Something he hadn’t even been sure he was capable of. Although he had woken up at least once in the night and fucked Elise until they both had orgasmed, and then he’d immediately gone back to sleep.

When he woke up for real the next morning, she and Anya had taken turns riding him until they both had come, then he’d orgasmed one more time inside of Elise. She had told him that today was her last day, and she had things she needed to do before leaving. He was sad to see her go, but was also pretty grateful for the time he’d gotten to spend with her, and the fact that he had gotten to meet and know her at all.

Now, he and Anya were walking slowly through the station, holding hands, fingers laced. She was wearing a sports bra and very tight, very small shorts that seemed to barely contain her thick thighs and wondrously broad hips. She touched the backs of his thighs every now and then with the tip of her pointed tail.

“You know some really interesting people,” he said.

“I am lucky that way,” Anya replied. “Elise is probably one of my most interesting friends. I know a few Amazonians at least casually, but she’s the one I feel the closest with.”

“What’s it like to have like...all these casual relationships where you see people maybe once or twice a year?” he asked.

“It’s...fun.”

“I always thought it would be really difficult to maintain.”

“No, it’s not, not at all. Although honestly...it does depend on your personality type. A lot of us who live here on Desire, and visit Desire...I mean, we have our own shit going on. Our lives are not our friends. Don’t get me wrong, I love my friends, and I would do a lot for them. But often our lives are our careers, or our passions. I would say that most of my friendships are the type like I have with Elise. We don’t see each other more than once or twice a year, sometimes we’ll go over a year without seeing each other, or even talking to each other, but when we’re nearby, we hang out, hook up, and it’s like no time at all has passed. We pick up like we just saw each other last night, easy as that. I think it’s the best way to be, honestly.”

“It sounds nice,” he murmured.

“It is. So...what do you feel like doing today?”

“Actually...something kind of weird,” he replied.

Anya laughed. “We have all sorts of weird shit on this station. You aren’t going to surprise me,” she said.

“I mean, that’s why it’s weird. Because it’s not weird. I’ve been having this amazing sex with all these alien women, with you, with Elise. And it’s absolutely fantastic. But now I kind of want an opportunity to fuck hot human women again. It was really good with Juliet...”

“That’s not so weird,” Anya replied. “And I can easily accommodate that. Just hot human women? Or like some kind of fantasy?”

“Well...actually, yeah. There is one fantasy I’ve been thinking a lot about for some reason just recently...”

…

The mixture of emotions that Derek was feeling right now was probably among the most intense since he’d actually gotten onboard the station.

He was sitting in a...fuck, what did they even call this room? He honestly couldn’t remember. It was where they put you to wait for, first, the nurse to come in and ask you a series of preliminary questions, then the doctor to come in and ask the rest of the questions. He wanted to say waiting room, but that wasn’t right, because he’d been in the real waiting room just a few minutes ago. And this place was making him fucking nervous!

Hospitals and clinics freaked him the fuck out.

He kept trying to tell himself that he wasn’t actually here to be checked up, that no one was going to stick him with a needle, (centuries of medical marvels and technological advancements and they still needed goddamned needles), but it didn’t help.

Of course, he was also fucking horny as hell.

It made for a really weird combination of feelings. Or maybe it didn’t. He also got anxious like this before most sexual interactions. Maybe it was just the level of anxiety, and maybe that was somehow feeding his lust, making him a lot hornier. He had a raging hard-on right now and he was practically trembling.

Suddenly, the door opened.

An extremely attractive, young blonde woman wearing pink scrubs walked in and he felt his whole body throb with lust. He had no idea why, but for whatever reason, he found scrubs stupidly attractive on women. Her hair was long, spilling over her shoulders, her skin lightly tanned. She had bright green eyes and a pleasant smile on her red lips.

“Hello. I’m Susan,” she said.

“Derek,” he replied, awkwardly.

“Very nice to meet you, Derek. We’re going to take very good care of you here today. If you’d like, I can begin,” Susan said.

“Yeah, that’d be great.”

He was standing at the foot of an examination table that looked like such, but also seemed to have some modifications. Namely that it was a bit bigger, and probably a bit more comfortable than what they normally had in clinics and hospitals.

Exam room, he thought suddenly as Susan stepped up to him, smiling at him and staring directly into his eyes, that’s what this room is called.

Why that came to him now, he had no idea.

Susan put her lips to his, embracing and kissing him gently at first, then deepening the kiss slightly. She tilted her head, moaned softly, slipped her tongue firmly into his mouth. She tasted sweet, a bit like strawberries and honey. He immediately hugged her to him, feeling her wonderful, slim body beneath the scrubs. He wondered precisely where this was going to go, and decided to see where Susan took it.

Anya had told him the nurse was just the first part of the encounter.

He slipped his hand into her pants and gripped her ass. It was in fantastic shape, firm with a bit of padding to it. After a moment, Susan stepped back.

“Sit,” she said, and he did, sitting on the edge of the examination table, or bed, or whatever it was. She took off her top and set it on a nearby counter. Her breasts were beautiful: perky, firm, b-cups. She took his hands and brought them to her breasts, settling them. He groped them gently, his lust pulsing more than ever.

After a little bit, she gently removed his hands, that confident smile never leaving her face, and she fell to her knees. Placing her first fingers on his knees, she gently parted them, then worked his pants, getting them undone and freeing his cock. He exhaled sharply as she leaned in and licked across its head. A wave of hot, blissful rapture shot through him, and another appeared immediately as she continued licking slowly across the head of his cock. He watched closely as she then slipped his cock into her mouth and started slowly sucking him off, moving her head up and down, her eyes closed, a look of focus on her beautiful face.

And Susan was beautiful, extremely so.

She reminded him of several of the women he’d gone to high school and later college with who were at the top of the social hierarchy. Women who would never in a million years have a conversation with him, let alone date him. He was about as attracted to these women as most guys, and for the most part he’d actually been able to make some kind of peace that he was never, ever, going to have any kind of real romantic or even erotic interaction with them. Probably because his real desires lay in alien ladies.

So having this woman named Susan who looked as attractive as she did, on her knees, topless, sucking him off, was fucking unreal. He reached down, settling his grasp across the back of her head, and she let him, beginning to go faster, her lips sliding up and down his cock. The pleasure hit him in waves, slow and wonderful, hot and wet and expertly delivered.

“Holy shit, Susan,” he whispered, “you are just...you are really good at that.”

She laughed softly and kept going, moving her lips faster, sucking him off more powerfully while encircling his cock with her thumb and first two fingers. His dick felt aflame with sexual satisfaction. Somewhere nearby, he knew that Anya was receiving a similar treatment, getting eaten out by probably another really hot nurse in pink scrubs.

That was it, he couldn’t last any longer.

He cried out, involuntarily pulling her head closer to him, as his hand was still laid across the back of it, and shoving his cock down her throat as he began to come. She let him, and he moaned loudly as he came down her throat, his seed spraying out of him in hot, hard spurts. Then she swallowed and he cried out.

“Oh fuck, Susan!” he moaned, feeling her hot, slick throat muscles tighten convulsively around the head of his orgasming cock, sending a massive spike of pleasure into him, and then she swallowed again, and again.

The pleasure was overwhelming.

When he finished emptying his cock into her, she swallowed once more, then slowly pulled his dick out of her mouth. When it was free, he fell back onto the bed, breathing heavily. “Thank you,” he managed.

She giggled and stood up. “You’re welcome, Derek.” She pulled her top back on. “The doctor will be in to see you soon.”

Then she opened the door and left, closing it gently behind her. He laid there, staring at the ceiling, not thinking about much. Well, not much beyond the fact that that blowjob had felt so goddamned fucking good.

He was still laying there, calmer down, his softening, saliva-slicked cock still out, when the door opened up again. Derek reacted mostly out of automatic reflex, covering himself and sitting up, but made himself relax. He was in a brothel. The only people coming into this room were women who were going to have sex with him in one form or another. He studied the woman now walking into the exam room.

She as sexy as Susan had been, but in a completely different way.

She was probably over twice his age. She had that look of maturity about her, maybe in her mid to late forties. She was very pale, had short, black hair that framed her face, and crisp, intelligent blue eyes behind black-framed glasses.

“Hello, Derek,” she said.

She wore a doctor’s white lab coat that looked a little odd because it was pulled closed and held in place with a little clip near the middle.

“Hello,” he replied.

“My name is Doctor Parson, but you can call me Lisa, if you like,” she said.

“Okay, uh, Lisa.” He stood up, feeling weird with his cock out. His pants fell down around his ankles.

“I’m here to give you a...clean bill of health,” she said with a little smirk, “shall we begin?”

“Yes,” he replied, already beginning to stiffen back up. “I’d really like that.”

“So would I. You’re cute,” she said.

Lisa stepped up to him and began kissing him in much the same way Susan had. There was something a bit calmer about her, more deliberate. She made out with him slowly, enjoying the experience as they locked lips. He hugged her to him. From what he could feel under her lab coat, she was a bit curvier than Susan had been, though not by much. Lisa slipped her tongue skillfully into his mouth, twining it with his own. She tasted like...nothing specific, really. Just her own, natural taste. He liked it.

After a bit, she broke the kiss and took a step back, disengaging herself from him. Reaching down, she undid the little clip holding her coat closed. It fell open, revealing her to be completely nude beneath. She had spectacularly beautiful breasts, probably on the upper side of medium or the lower side of big, with sexy pink nipples. Her hips and thighs had a pleasant padding to them. “How would you like me?” she asked.

“Uh...sit on the edge of the table,” he replied.

“You got it.” Lisa dropped the coat and moved forward. They switched places and she hopped up onto the end of the exam table, where he had gotten his blowjob not all that long ago. She spread her legs, staring at him with those intense blue eyes. Glasses were pretty rare nowadays, he thought as he finished stiffening back up and got up against her. No one needed them anymore, and they’d gone out of fashion a few years ago for whatever reason. Maybe they were coming back, or maybe she just really liked them.

Either way, he really fucking liked them on her.

Derek kissed her again as he laid his cock at the entrance of her smooth pussy. She shifted slightly, giving him better access, and he penetrated her. They both moaned as they came together and he worked his way completely into her. Inside, she felt like a dream: perfectly hot and wet, slick yet really tight.

She was a perfect fuck.

They made out more passionately as he gripped her and began having sex with her, driving into her slowly at first, enjoying the drag of her pussy surrounding his cock.

“Oh wow,” he whispered, breaking the kiss as the sexual euphoria really hit him, and he felt Lisa’s lips twist as she smiled.

“That’s a good pussy, huh?” she asked.

“Yes,” he gasped, and she wrapped her legs around him, “fuck. You are so fucking hot.”

“I’m glad you think so.” She resumed kissing him, twisting her tongue more passionately with his as she pressed her broad hips against him, forcing him deeper inside of her.

“I have no idea if it’s rude or not to ask but...how old are you?”

She laughed, then moaned as he hit a sensitive spot. “Forty eight,” she replied.

“Oh fuck yes,” he whispered.

“You like older ladies, huh?”

“Yes. A lot.”

“Mmm...how old are you?”

“Twenty two.”

“My, my. I’m over twice your age. You must be in paradise right now.”

“Basically,” he replied, then he shifted. “Here, lay down on your back.”

“You got it.”

She released him from her grasp, laid down on her back and brought her legs up, holding them and spreading them, her legs folded. She looked fantastically sexy, exactly like a veteran porn star. Her tits bounced beautifully and she was panting and moaning.

“Yes, give it to me, Derek...” she groaned loudly as he drove deep into her mature pussy. “Fuck me hard...”

He started going harder and faster. She began crying out, her voice carrying well in the exam room. Reaching down, he settled his hand on her lower belly, and his thumb found her clit. She began screaming louder as he started to rub it, slowly at first, but gradually applying more pressure, going a bit faster, and…

She popped, coming hard, her vaginal muscles contracting furiously around his cock, which quickly pushed him over the edge into his own orgasm.

“Oh fuck!” he screamed, grabbing her firm hips and really pounding her, driving his cock as deep into her as he could as he emptied it a second time, spurting his seed out into her, pumping her sweet, mature pussy full of it.

He felt her come all over his boxers and legs, as he’d never actually pulled them down. But feeling her climax felt so fucking good, and coming inside of her was truly a trip to paradise. When he was finished, he pulled out of her.

“Would you be a dear and get me some tissue?” she asked, holding her hand over her pussy.

“Oh, uh, yeah sure,” he replied, seeing a box of it on the counter nearby. He pulled out several and handed them over.

“Thank you,” she said, replacing her hand with the tissue. “How about a shower? And some new underwear? I made a mess of yours,” she said.

“That sounds good,” he replied.

She finished cleaning herself as well as she could, tossed the tissues away, then stood up. “Come on, there’s a shower nearby.”

…

“You look like you had fun,” Anya said as he found her in the waiting room. She got up as he approached, took his hand, and they began to walk out of the ‘clinic’.

“Yes. I did,” he replied. “That was...very satisfying.”

“Good! It was for me, too. I got two redheads and I fucking love redheads. I fucking destroyed the doctor with one of those special strap-ons. Made her scream loud.”

“Mine was pretty loud too,” Derek replied, unable to keep from grinning.

“So now what?” she asked.

They stepped back out onto one of the thoroughfares that crisscrossed the station. “I’m not sure, actually,” he murmured, looking up at the holographic sky.

Anya smiled. “I’m sure we can find some kind of trouble to get up to.”

CHAPTER 08

“So...what is this, exactly?” Derek asked.

After the stint at the brothel disguised as a clinic, he and Anya had a hit a bar and he’d met a really sexy brunette that he’d ended up taking back to his hotel room. There, he’d had a threesome with her and Anya, and she’d told him it had been a lot of fun and, after a shower, had headed back out into the night.

He’s stayed in with Anya, exhausted from everything that had been going on, and they’d simply chatted and ended up watching a movie and eating dinner before finally having sex once more and falling asleep. The next morning, she had ridden him until he’d pumped her pussy full his seed once more, showered, and had breakfast.

And then she’d taken him to a small tram, one of many that cut through the station, for people who needed to get to the other side of the station, given that the thing was over two miles wide and jam-packed with all sorts of structures. Anya had remained cryptic, assuring him that he’d enjoy himself. He could tell now that they were approaching the center of Desire. There was a huge tower that was made largely of glass residing over it all.

“What is that?” he murmured as the tram came to a halt and they got out.

“That is the Tower of Glass,” Anya replied as she began to guide him towards it. “This is the heart, brain, and nerve center of Desire. Everything is run through here, from the security to the communications to our various media and entertainment campaigns...all of it. It’s impressive, isn’t it?” she asked.

“Yeah...why are we here?” he asked. “I can’t imagine a lot of fucking goes on in a place like this...”

“Oh, you’d be surprised. All the break rooms have beds. People fuck all the time here. Sometimes I do shifts in this place, fucking cute young techs that help run this place,” she replied. For some reason, she seemed to say it with a bit of significance.

“That still doesn’t explain why we’re here.”

“Don’t worry, you’ll know very soon. I promise, it’s something you love. Better than all the other things you’ve done so far.”

“Holy shit, seriously?”

“Yep.” She seemed fairly confident.

They came to the tower and passed through a security checkpoint with ease, almost as if they were expecting the pair. Anya led him through a beautifully crafted lobby area, down a hall, past another security checkpoint, and finally they came to an important looking elevator. Anya keyed in a special code and the doors opened.

“This goes straight to the top,” she said as they stepped onboard. “It’s the only one that does.”

“What’s at the top?” he asked.

“Not what. Who.”

“Then who?”

“You’ll see.”

They rode the elevator up in silence. He was nervous, but also excited, wondering what the hell this could be. Finally, the elevator came to a stop. The doors opened. He began to head out, but hesitated as he saw that Anya wasn’t joining him.

“You coming?” he asked.

“No. Don’t worry, I’ll be waiting for you down at the bottom. Go on.”

He lingered for a few seconds, then gave her a brief kiss and left the lift. The doors closed behind him. He found himself in a short corridor. There was just a single door at the end of it. He walked down it, filled with wonder and uncertainty. As he approached the door, it slid open. Beyond it was a large, extremely impressive office. The walls were curved and made entirely of glass, offering a truly stunning view of the station spread out to all sides. A large desk sat dead ahead of him, a business table surrounded by an orbit of comfortable looking chairs sat to the right, along with what appeared to be a small kitchen area and a lounge.

To the left he saw a huge, luxurious bed.

Behind the desk was perhaps the most beautiful woman he had ever seen sat. Not sexy, not erotic, but beautiful. Elegant, he thought. Exotic.

She was a kai.

They were an extremely rare race. Their species was a bit xenophobic and also had, a few generations ago, basically perfected birth to death ratios, so their species never really grew and thus, they never left their home system, which had enough resources in it to last thousands of years. Some of them got wanderlust and headed out into the galaxy at large, but it was very rare. There were only something like two thousand of them outside of their home system. The fact that he was looking at one in the flesh was nothing short of stunning.

And kai were beautiful.

She had light blue skin, a thin, fit frame, though she was a few inches taller than he was. Her face had strange angles to it, belying the unique bone structure below, lending her an exotic allure. Her eyes sparkled gold and her hair, deep, deep red, was shoulder-length and down, framing her elegant face. She stood up and for some reason he expected her to be wearing a business suit, but she was wearing a t-shirt and gray sweatpants.

“Derek,” she said, and her voice was so smooth and rich and beautiful. Was he going to get to fuck a kai?

“Hello,” he said slowly. “Um...”

“My name is...well, I call myself Venus. Kai names are very hard to pronounce, especially for humans. You’re cuter than your picture,” she said with an easy smile. She came from around the desk and approached him.

Everything about her seemed to be smooth, her movements precise, yet languid and relaxed. She came to stand before him, reached out and took his hand.

Her skin was warm and soft.

“Will you sit with me?” she asked.

He nodded, feeling like a man in a dream. She led him over to the lounge area, to a very comfortable love seat close to the windows that edged the room. The view was breathtaking. They sat down together.

“I understand you’ve been having fun in my station,” she said.

It finally hit him. “You’re the one who started all this?” he asked, feeling stupid that he was too overwhelmed to recognize her name as the name tied to the message that had gotten him sent here in the first place.

She nodded. “Guilty as charged.”

“This is...amazing,” he said. “I’ve been having a spectacular time.”

“Thank you, and I’m glad.” She paused, stared out over the station. She seemed to be collecting her thoughts. “I suspect that you’ve been pondering why you’re here.”

“I have been,” he admitted. “Not just here, but in the station.”

She nodded. “What you’ve been told is true: we do offer free trips to certain people a few times a year. But normally the accommodations are not so stellar. Not that even our basic hotel rooms aren’t a step above most others. But I have a reason for having you come here. I’ve been watching you through the security system, listening to you, and getting a feel for you through Anya and a few of the other girls,” she explained.

“Why?” He felt bewildered.

She smiled. “I want to offer you a job.”

He blinked a few times. “What?”

Venus laughed. “I want to offer you a job, Derek. You just graduated from college, you’re a jack-of-all-trades technician. If it isn’t obvious, we need a lot of technicians to keep this place running. And I like to hand-pick my staff as often as possible, although that’s far rarer these days, given how large the station is. But I do still like to take a particular and personal interest in some of the hiring process when I can. And you...are something special.”

“Why? I mean, I don’t have much experience in actual tech work, and I didn’t even graduate top of my class. Like, not even close.”

“That doesn’t matter. I’ve seen your files, your grades, your work. You are smart enough and dedicated enough to do the work,” Venus replied.

“How did you find all this out about me?”

“I have connections, an extensive intelligence network. And I believe Anya must have mentioned our search algorithms we have through the Net. It isn’t just...grades, Derek. It’s not just smarts. I don’t need cold geniuses helping to keep this place running. I need people who are sexually liberated, people who have respect, who are open-minded, who are kind, thoughtful, and empathetic. You are all of these things, Derek. You are this...rare, perfect combination of all these great qualities. And I want you for my station, Derek.

“I want you to help me maintain Desire.”

He was silent for a long moment, his thoughts racing. Finally, he spoke. “When you say that, what, specifically, do you mean?”

“I want you to live here, on the station. You would have a great salary, great benefits, and free access to most of the station’s services. Essentially, every weekday, you’d work eight hours. You’d have access to list that’s updated remotely to problems that need tending to. Repairs, maintenance, etc. You take care of as much as you can in that eight hour window. You get a half-hour lunch break. The first month will be probationary in terms of your work, so someone will shadow you, to make sure everything is good. Once that month is over, you’ll be allowed to supervise yourself for the most part. Now, obviously, I’m placing a lot of trust in you, and I don’t want to come off as cold but...people who betray my trust typically don’t enjoy the consequences.”

“I completely understand that,” Derek replied. “This all sounds...great. This sounds like a dream job. But, I’m still having some troubles with...well...why me?”

She laughed. “Desire isn’t just a space station to make money. We’re not just one giant brothel. I wanted to start Desire with one primary goal in mind: to create an environment of safe, healthy, respectful, and, most of all, fun, sexual exploration and liberation. Obviously, I need people like that to help facilitate and create this environment, from the security guards to the technicians. We’re very careful about who we hire. You’d be perfect.”

They both fell silent again. He thought about it for awhile, staring out over the station. He really considered it, and Venus seemed to be waiting patiently. Did he have even a single reason to say no to this? He’d graduated, he’d been living on his own for a few years now, he didn’t have a job lined up, and he was single. He didn’t have any serious friends left, he was basically adrift. No, he couldn’t think of any reason to say no.

“I’ll do it,” he said.

She smiled. “I haven’t even told you how much the salary is.”

“I don’t really care, this place is just too fantastic to leave,” he replied.

“Good! I’m glad you think so! Okay, well...I figure you can finish out your week. Then, you can have another week, or two if you need it, to wrap up whatever affairs you have to and get moved into an apartment here. Then you get settled into work. Does that sound good?”

“That sounds great,” Derek replied.

“Good, and...there’s one more thing,” she said, and she reached out and laid a hand casually across his thigh. “I’d like to consummate the deal, if you’d be interested.”

“You mean...”

“Yes. Sex. I’d like to fuck you, if you’re interested.”

“Are you fucking kidding me? Sex with you, with a kai, with a fucking genius, smoking hot business CEO billionaire? Of course,” he replied.

She laughed. “Well, thank you. You seem to know how to compliment. Come on, let’s go fuck,” she said, getting up.

He got up with her. They crossed the room and he realized they were going to fuck right here in her office, overlooking the whole station. She pulled her t-shirt over her head, dropped it, and then pulled her gray sweats down.

She wasn’t wearing panties, and she had a fantastic fucking ass. She pulled off her sports bra and turned to face him, standing totally naked before him.

“So, what do you think?” she asked.

“You are so beautiful,” he replied, halfway through getting undressed.

“Thank you,” she said, and she seemed to actually be a little shy. “I’ve had a lot of compliments, but beautiful isn’t often one of them. Okay, well, it’s not usually one of them after I’ve gotten my clothes off.”

“That’s too bad, because you really are so beautiful. Don’t get me wrong, you’re sexy and erotic and alluring and exotic, but you’re also just straight-up beautiful.”

“Come on, you’re going to make me blush. Let’s seal the deal.”

She climbed onto the bed. As he finished getting undressed, he studied her nude form. She was tall, long, and lean. She had high, firm breasts, B-cups maybe, and trim, athletic thighs. Her golden eyes flashed as he climbed onto the bed and she stared at him. He climbed on top of her, wondering how she wanted to do this. She let him lay atop her and they began to kiss. It was slow at first. She seemed to be savoring the experience, letting it go at its own comfortable pace. He ran his hands over her fit, firm body, groping and massaging gently.

He loved the feel of her skin against his, the way she made soft moaning sounds as they kissed, the easy dexterity with which she twined their tongues together. She rubbed herself gently against him as they made out, kissing with slowly increasing passion. After a little bit, wanting very much to pleasure this woman, this goddess of beauty and eroticism, he broke the kiss and began to kiss down the length of her light blue body. She smiled at him, watching his progress with a kind of lusty benevolence.

He kissed across her breasts, pausing to lick at her nipples, making her gasp and shudder with pleasure, then moved down lower until he was between her trim thighs. Gently parting the lips of her alien pussy, he began to eat her out, going slowly at first, massaging the small nub of her clit with the tip of his tongue.

She moaned his named loudly.

Invigorated, he kept going, gradually increasing the pressure and speed, eating her out faster and harder, causing her to scream in sexual ecstasy.

Within minutes, he had her coming. He watched a spray of clear sex juices escape her pussy, spraying her thighs and the blanket.

“Oh my, Derek, that was fantastic,” she said, breathing more quickly, her beautiful chest rising and falling. “Let me do you now.”

“If it’s all the same to you, I really want to make love with you now,” he replied. His erection felt almost painful, he could hardly hold back his desire to be inside of this woman, inside of Venus the kai. She smiled at him and spread her legs.

“Have at me, Derek,” she said.

He needed no further invitation.

Quickly laying down between her thighs, laying against her and staring directly into her sparkling golden eyes, (they must be implants, he figured), he slipped himself into her extremely wet vagina. Inside, she was a dream, perfectly tight and so, so hot. They both moaned in sexual unity. He pushed his way into her, burying himself completely within her perfect depths. He began making love to her, thrusting faster and faster.

The sound of their sex filled her office.

“Yes, Derek, give it to me,” she moaned. “Make love to me.” Her voice was like music, like an angel’s voice.

He groaned in response, the pleasure filling him now. In that moment, there was nothing in the entire universe but her and his blissful rapture. There was nothing but the two of them, making love, twined together, in unity with their pleasure and their sex. She kissed him deeply and wrapped both of her legs around him, holding him tight to her.

He could hold onto his orgasm no longer.

Not knowing how long he had lasted and not caring, he began to come inside of her. “Yes!” she moaned. “Oh Derek, fill me up!”

He did just that, his cock kicking violently as his orgasm blasted through him, blowing away all other senses, leaving nothing but the perfect pink pleasure of the climax. He came and came and came inside of her, his dick jerking as it spewed out his seed, filling up her alien pussy. Each new kick sent a fresh supernova of sexual satisfaction careening through him. When he came back down from it, he did so slowly.

Derek laid against her, both of them sweaty now.

After a long while, Derek said, “I think I’m going to like it here.”

Venus smiled and kissed him. “I know you’re going to like it here.”

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ABOUT ME

Hello, I’m the author! There isn’t too much to me personally. I live somewhere in the United States and I like to write stories about people having sex and people having adventures!

So what makes me special? What sets me apart from most of the other thousands of erotica authors out there?

Well, a few things that I can think of.

I write about younger, often more innocent twenty-something guys. I’m honestly sick of all the billionaires and NAVY Seals and cowboys and firefighters. Most of all, I’m fucking sick and tired of all these BS ‘Alpha Male’ types. I don’t really want to bring down anyone who is writing or reading that, but I thought it was high time we started hearing about guys who are more realistic and down-to-earth.

Another big focus of mine is human guy on inhuman lady sex. There are certainly tons of stories about hot chicks getting laid by werewolves and dinosaurs and even Bigfoot! But there’s not enough out there, in my opinion, about regular guys fucking hot alien or monster or otherwise inhuman ladies. I love writing about human guys getting laid by mermaids and dryads and sexy aliens and genetically engineered female super soldiers and robots.

Finally, I like emphasizing sexual encounters, casual and longer engagements, that focus on consent, communication, trust, and respect. I like both parties involved getting what they want out of the sex. (Or I should say all parties, given how many people are fucking at once!)

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