DESIRE 3

by Misty Vixen

Catch up on the Desire series!

DESIRE

DESIRE 2

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.

Basically nothing.

This third novel covers episodes seven through

twelve from the original series, as well as the bonus

short stories from Collections Four & Five, and

The Complete Second Season.

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

OTHER TITLES

ABOUT ME

CHAPTER 01

“Come on...come on...”

Derek resisted the urge to hold his breath or cross his fingers as he waited for the latest change he’d made to run through the system he was servicing. He’d been at it for two hours now and he was supposed to have gone home an hour ago. Anya was waiting for him and he really wanted to see her. Derek liked his job, but he was tired. And horny. Actually, really horny. It was distracting. He’d actually been less sexually active lately.

Which he didn’t even think was possible, given where he lived.

There was a soft chime and he returned his attention to the computer. Studying it for a moment, he let out a sigh of relief. “Thank fucking God,” he muttered, then sent one more basic check running through the system to be double sure, since he didn’t want to leave and miss something. He was currently in the back of a brothel that was dedicated to cyvits, which made his lust problem even worse. God, did he love fucking cyvits.

And there were some hot ones around.

The woman who was coordinating with him and had let him into the back to figure out what was going wrong with their internal system had been an orange-yellow furred goddess with a huge ass that was very flirtatious and touchy.

“Hey, how’s it going?”

Speaking of which…

“I think I’m almost done,” Derek replied. He turned around and looked at her as she approached him. Fuck, she looked really good. She seemed to be about his age, wearing just a sports bra and some really tight, small shorts that did very little to conceal anything about her ass, hips, or thighs. Fuck, she looked particularly good for some reason. Maybe it was because he’d only been having sex with Anya just recently. Not that that was a problem, he realized that he actually kind of liked ‘down’ periods where it was just the two of them.

But there was nothing saying he had to only fuck Anya…

“You seem like you’ve been working hard back here,” she said, and abruptly straddled him, sitting down on him, staring at him with a sultry smile. “And I’ve seen the way you were checking me out. How about you let me give you a reward?” she asked.

“I...uh...okay,” he replied, feeling that same stupid smile forming on his face.

Derek had an idea that he was never going to stop being stupid in the face of raw sexuality from an attractive woman.

Especially with women he didn’t know.

He didn’t even know her name.

The cyvit leaned in and started kissing him, pressing her lips to his. As they started kissing, he reached back around and got two handfuls of her thick, fat, well-padded ass. She moaned softly as they made out and began twining tongues together and he felt all other thoughts and concerns and notions being buffeted out of his mind by a strong, lust-driven mental wind. He tasted her, touched her, felt her. The mysterious cyvit woman.

He could feel his cock straining against his uniform.

As they kept kissing, he reached between them, working to get her sports bra up and off. She paused, helping him, and got it up and off of her. Abandoning it, she leaned back for a moment, letting him see her wonderful b-cups. He felt them up for a little bit, then she leaned in and they resumed kissing.

She stopped kissing him and then leaned closer to his ear. “You want me to fuck you?” she whispered.

Her breath was hot in his ear and sent chills all through him. “Yes,” he managed. “Please, that’d be fantastic.”

“Okay then,” she said and got up off of him.

The mystery cyvit got down on her knees, looking truly stunning, topless and beautiful, and unzipped his uniform. She skillfully freed his cock, which was as hard as a bar of lead, and leaned in. He groaned softly as he felt her hot breath whisper across his exposed shaft. She licked up the bottom several times.

A thought occurred to him. “Is this...uh...um...am I going to owe you for this?” he asked. This was a brothel, after all.

She grinned and shook her head slowly. “No, this one’s on the house. You’re cute,” she replied, then took his dick into her mouth.

He groaned loudly as the pleasure began burning into him. The cyvit bobbed her head smoothly, her lips sending sparks of white-hot pleasure twitching into him. She did it quick and dirty, working up a good mouthful of spit and coating his cock in it. After a little bit, she stopped sucking his cock, stood up and took off her shorts.

She was not wearing panties.

The woman turned around, showing him her fat ass, and good lord was it every bit as hot and sexy and thick as he’d imagined.

She backed up and sat down slowly into his lap, reaching between them and grabbing his cock, then guiding it into her pussy.

“Oh fuck...” he moaned as she accepted his length into her bare pussy. She gasped and groaned at the same time as she penetrated herself with him, raising and lowering herself repeatedly, inching him into her.

It still blew Derek’s mind, stuff like this. He was bare-backing a complete stranger in the back of a brothel, and she had initiated it. Stuff like this had never even approached happening in his previous life, before Desire.

That’s why this place was like a paradise.

He widened his legs for her a bit and she rested her hands on his knees, riding his dick, sliding her amazingly tight, alien vagina up and down it rapidly. She was moaning louder now, fucking him, panting in desperate pleasure.

Derek simply sat back in the chair and allowed himself to be fucked. He watched the stunning show of her fat ass, her nude, furry body as she bounced on his dick. She was in great shape. Her tail twitched back and forth. It looked so sexy, growing right out of her back, just above her ass, where a tramp stamp could be.

Girls with tails really got him going, for some reason.

“What’s your name?” he asked, panting, as he watched his cock disappear into her pussy over and over again.

“Right now, I don’t have a name,” she answered, her voice seductive and husky. “Right now, I’m a whore. I’m your fuck toy.”

“Oh fuck...” he groaned again, getting even more turned on.

This mysterious woman, this whore, kept riding him, going faster and faster, and then suddenly she got up off of him. In barely a few seconds, she had spun around, dropped to her knees and took his cock into her mouth. She began sucking, bobbing her head rapidly, massaging his balls. He groaned again, louder, crying out as his dick responded immediately and started coming. He cried out again, louder, and placed a hand on the back of her head, in between her cat ears, as he came in her mouth. His cock kicked as it began spitting out thick spurts of his seed. It felt like there was a lot of it. Well, he was really turned on right now.

The cyvit sucked him totally dry, swallowed and pulled his cock slowly from her mouth. “There,”  she said, gathering her clothes and dressing, “you have been rewarded.”

“Thank you,” he replied, sitting back in the chair, his softening cock still out, feeling a little cold, covered in her saliva and pussy juices. He tucked it away and zipped up, sitting up and stretching, popping his neck. “Seriously, that was amazing.”

“You’re welcome,” she replied as she finished dressing. “Come back and see me sometime. I like you.”

“I can do that...think you could send me a message to my profile?”

“Yes.”

“My name’s Derek Parker. And I really look forward to seeing you again.”

“Me too. Later, cutie.”

She walked out of the room. He found his eyes drawn to her thick ass again, then he felt some of his intelligence coming back as she left. He turned back to the computer and felt relief. His repair had taken, his job here was done. He returned the computer to its natural state and logged into his work page with his Link, reporting the job as finished. As he got up, tracked down the proprietor and updated her on the situation, he found a small sense of disquiet settling in him. Derek tried to figure out what was bugging him as he left the brothel.

Was it his relationship?

It had been a little over three weeks since Anya had moved in with him. The process had taken a little while, but had gone surprisingly smoothly. He’d initially been a little worried about living with her. Not that he would have any problems with it, but he thought she might, given how solitary she liked to be. But it had gone well.

So that couldn’t be it. They were both pretty happy. They’d spent a lot of time together.

Was it the lack of sex?

There were a few different reasons his sex life had dwindled to just one person over the past week, (he paused as he realized the ridiculousness of that thought. Just one person? Before Desire, he’d have been over the moon to have even a single person to fuck regularly. And although he loved having sex with Anya, he had gotten used to having multiple sexual partners), and one of them was that his two regular lovers had been absent recently.

He’d stopped working with Naomi not too long ago, as he’d passed his probationary period. (He had an idea that it had gone on longer than it should have, not because he was lacking in skill, but because Naomi was looking for excuses to keep being around him and fucking him in between jobs.) She was off training someone else and she was very busy, so he hadn’t seen her at all for a little over a week. On top of that, Juliet, his stunning redheaded fuck friend, had gotten very busy shooting porn, so they hadn’t seen much of each other either.

Obviously, he and Anya had no problem going out and finding fuck friends or even just escorts and prostitutes to fuck, but after the move, Anya had felt a little overloaded and just wanted to stay in and not have to really do anything or go anywhere, and he’d been inclined to join her. Especially because while she was very into writing this new book of hers, he was very into learning about the technical guts of Desire.

There was a lot to learn, and he was picking up on it pretty well.

Or at least he thought so.

So their time together tended to consist of sleep and sex and food and working and hanging out. It was really nice, very peaceful.

Although Derek had an idea that now, after that encounter with the mystery whore, as she called herself, that he was going to start really wanting to go out and find some new fuck friends. As it was, he was turned on as hell right now.

So it wasn’t anything in his personal life that was bugging him. His work life? No...he felt really confident that he was doing a good job. He almost always knew what to do, and if he didn’t, there was a handy database in his Link that could easily be accessed. He got to his jobs and did them fairly promptly and took it all very seriously.

Or well, you know, he tried to. Sometimes he got distracted when women started hitting on him...and sucking his dick.

That was happening more now.

Walking through Desire, heading for his new apartment, (his second new apartment), he finally had it. It was the job he’d just done. It was the fourth job he’d had over the past week or so where the problem hadn’t been obvious and there seemed to be no reason why it was malfunctioning. Yes, that was what was bugging him. But why should that be? He supposed it was because almost every job he had taken on in his time on Desire made sense. They were obvious problems with obvious solutions. But these were different.

And they felt oddly similar to each other.

Derek shook his head and stopped thinking about it as he stepped into his new apartment building. He’d stopped going back to his place of work a little over a week ago, since there was no reason. He had his own personal toolkit now, and any clerical work he could do could be done either over his Link or at least over his laptop from home. And he found himself really missing Anya lately. He didn’t like being away from her.

Maybe it was stupid, and he did get a little paranoid about that, he didn’t want to seem clingy or overly dependent, because Anya was appreciably older than he was and very independent. But she didn’t seem to mind. If anything, she seemed to be pretty clingy as well. Although they both were working on separate projects, he found her wandering into his office (he’d taken over the second bedroom in their new two-bedroom apartment) about once an hour for attention. Not that he minded. Sometimes, he went and did the same, wandering out to the living room and bugging her at her desk where she was writing.

Derek came to his front door and opened it up. He stepped inside and looked around, immediately enjoying the comfortable, serene feeling he got from seeing their soft cream-colored carpet and painted walls. The apartment was neat, sparse, and organized, but it was also just lived-in enough to avoid feeling austere and lifeless. They’d sprung for some really nice stuff, getting a pair of black reclining chairs and a big, comfy couch that was situated around a large coffee table and a huge TV mounted on the wall.

They also had an ‘open’ layout, with just a bar that came with stools separating the kitchen, which was done up in pure white tiling and came with a crap-load of really nice, high-tech amenities, from the living area. Anya had her desk at the back of the living room, in the corner. She was currently hunched forward, typing away at her laptop, a big pair of black headphones with blue flames carved into the cups on her head.

He walked up behind her and laid his hands on her shoulders. She didn’t jump, like he thought she might. He never seemed to be able to startle her. Which was nice, because he didn’t want to. She simply laid back and reached up, taking his hands and squeezing them. She then took off her headphones, setting them on the desk.

“Hey honey, how was work?” she asked.

“It was okay. Sorry it ran late,” he replied and he started to massage her shoulders.

“Mmm...it’s okay. This makes up for it,” she said. He continued rubbing her shoulders for another few minutes. “You got laid,” she said suddenly.

“How can you tell?” he replied after a few seconds.

“I can smell it on you,” she said, and he could hear the smirk in her voice. “And it’s just the way you act. You’re a lot more relaxed after you’ve blown your load in some hot chick. Who was she?” Anya asked.

“A cyvit. I never even learned her name, she wouldn’t tell me. She came in and offered to fuck me as I was finishing up my last job.”

“I take it she was hot.”

“Super hot. She had such an amazing ass,” he replied.

“Okay then. I guess that kind of breaks our unspoken ban on fucking new people.”

“Is that...a bad thing?”

She laughed. “No, of course not. I just noticed that we kind of fell into it through circumstance. Honestly, I’ve been wanting to go out and fuck someone for a little bit...but you’re home now. How about we go pick up a hottie for a threesome?” she suggested.

“That sounds fucking awesome,” he replied.

She laughed and stood up. “Okay, let’s go shower up and hit the station.”

…

One night, maybe two weeks ago, not long after he and Anya had settled into their new apartment together, Derek had taken some time to write down a list of fantasies he had. There was the basic stuff at first, a list of all the alien species that he intended to have sex with. Cyvit, xenian, dysil, quine, avix, and kai. At this point, he’d had sex with every species on that list but an avix. Then there were the Amazonians and sexbots, both of them technically creations of humanity. And he’d had sex with an Amazonian...though he really intended to do it again. Because holy fuck was it hot to fuck a seven foot tall woman.

He hadn’t made it with a sexbot yet, though.

But those were basics. There was some BDSM related stuff. He wanted to capture a woman again and do the force-play thing. Because that was hotter than he cared to admit. And there were a few other types of force-play that Desire offered. And then...he really wanted to fuck some pregnant women. And some military women.

Derek had a thing for military women.

It was a long list. Right now, though, he was intent on crossing off something next on the list: a threesome with him, Anya, and one of the species he hadn’t had a threesome with her yet. So far, he’d actually only had a threesome with Anya and a dysil, a xenian, and a human. (They’d had a few threesomes with Juliet, and holy fuck, that was amazing). There was a part of him that was concerned and even a little disturbed when he realized that he basically had a fuck list that he was checking off after each sexual encounter.

It rang of being a sociopath douche-bag who treated women like fuck toys and notches on his belt. Which he wasn’t. And he didn’t. He’d almost gone to Anya with the problem, as he normally did when he had issues like this, because she was pretty good at explaining things are they truly were, not as he thought they might be. But instead he’d decided to reason it out some more. It occurred to him, finally, that the only reason he was concerned about this was because he happened to like women. That was a narrative that just cropped up a lot in regards to men who sought women sexually. If the genders were reversed, the woman in question would get grief as well, but not for the same reasons. And what about if they were the same genders?

But that was all on the surface.

What truly mattered was what lay beneath. For the first part, a lot of people, if not almost everyone, on Desire probably thought and acted the same way. While it wasn’t necessarily true that ‘everyone else is doing it so it’s fine for me to do it’ was correct, it was more of the atmosphere of the station that was making it okay.

The core of the issue was this: having a list of women you wanted to fuck and acting on that was not inherently right or wrong.

How you did it was what mattered.

Derek respected every woman he came in contact with. During the few times he’d received a no in his time on the station, he hadn’t made an issue out of it, had thanked the woman for her consideration and had left her alone.

He was kind and respectful to every woman he brought to bed.

He did his best to try and get them off and accommodate them in whatever they asked for.

He never lied to them. He never tried to lead anyone on. When asked about his relationship status, he didn’t try and pretend like he was single. It didn’t really matter on Desire, honestly, but he wouldn’t lie anyway.

There was this idea, it wasn’t as prominent as it used to be but it was still there in the more conservative parts of humanity, that if you were just interested in fucking someone, then that was wrong. Nothing else mattered, only being interested in sex was wrong. He didn’t know exactly where it had come from or why it was so stigmatized. He knew some of it must be a side effect of people, (mainly guys), who did everything they could, used every underhanded method they could think of, to convince women to have sex with them, and were real jerks about it. That made sense, those guys were assholes.

But that didn’t mean everyone who was looking for sex and getting off and nothing more was a bad person.

Which was one of the biggest reasons Derek loved living on Desire. He’d been here for a little over a month now, and he’d had a few dozen casual sexual encounters, had a few more longer-lasting fuck friends, and was in a serious open relationship with one woman. That woman was currently holding his hand, lacing their fingers together, looking sexy as all fuck. After the shower, Anya had dressed up, throwing on a dress with no panties or bra. The skirt was tight and short and showed off a lot of her thick thighs.

Her ass was almost hanging out of it.

And her huge orange tits were pressed together, on display, looking just stunning. She had applied some makeup and polished her horns. Her tail stuck out of a hole in the back of the dress. It was honestly hard not to pull her into one of the various tiny sex cubicles that were all over Desire and just fuck her brains out. Seriously, there were thousands of them. Every building had at least one. It was basically just a small room with a bed and nothing else. Though often there was a communal shower area nearby.

He just realized that he hadn’t fucked a random stranger in one of those shower areas. He’d only ever used them twice and both times he’d been alone by chance. God, wouldn’t that be fucking hot? He made a note to try and do that.

“Where are we going, exactly?” Derek asked.

They hadn’t actually talked about that. Anya just seemed to know where she was going, so he’d followed her lead.

She was the native here, after all.

“There’s a nightclub I used to hit up in my earlier years,” Anya replied. “My old stomping grounds, you might say. I had a lot of good luck there. Picked up a lot of people here. Mostly chicks, but a lot of dudes, too. Fucked a lot in the back rooms. I always intended to come back, but I never did for one reason or another. I’d honestly kind of forgotten about it. It’s a nice little place. Drinking, dancing, I think there’s a little casino in the back, an arcade, too, actually. Oh wow, you wanna hit the arcade while we’re here?”

“That would be so fucking cool,” he replied.

“Good. There was this shooter I remember playing a ton back in then, it was super creepy and there are tunnels of gray metal and black stuff and horrible alien monsters everywhere. It was like an action-horror shooter. It was hard to find people to play it with and I never beat it.”

“You are like the best girlfriend in the whole galaxy,” he said.

She laughed. “Am I?”

“Yes. Without question.”

“Good. Come on.”

The club in question was called, simply, Nite Life. There was a buzzing blue neon sign over the doorway. Anya led him inside and he took a look around. The place seemed pretty mellow for a nightclub. A nice sedate atmosphere. He liked it. There was the dance floor, in a little bit of a pit, off to the left, with a stage for people to perform on. He wondered what kind of performances would go on there. There were maybe a dozen people dancing in the pit. Off to the right he spied what might have been a bar and restaurant area, where another dozen or so people milled about, eating and drinking and chatting with each other.

He saw several attractive women, but they all looked engaged in conversation with guys that were clearly into them. What if they couldn’t find anyone? He supposed it’d be easy enough to find a brothel…

Derek looked over at Anya as she led him down the middle, towards another section of the back. No, he had Anya. Who the fuck would be able to resist her? And even if they didn’t find anyone, well, it looked like he was going to have an awesome night of arcade games and maybe some nachos and wings with his girlfriend.

The back area was indeed split up into two rooms: a small casino area and an arcade room. They stepped into the arcade room, finding it mostly empty. Anya didn’t waste any time, making straight for a big screen with old-school handheld pistols mounted at its base. “Here, log in, we can play for free here if we’re employees.”

“Are you still technically an employee? I don’t think I’ve seen you escort for anyone since we’ve started dating. Or shoot any porn,” he replied.

“I am an employee,” she replied. “And no, I haven’t.”

“Any particular reason? I mean, I said I was okay with it...”

“I just...don’t feel like it anymore. I mean, I’d honestly been ramping down on it a lot before we met. I like fucking, I love fucking, obviously, but I’ve become a bit more introverted over the past few years. I’ve just gotten...choosier. Pickier. I guess the real truth of getting older is that you get more selective and have less patience.” She laughed. “But yes, dear, I’m still an employee. I’m technically part of the multimedia staff. That’s actually why I’ve been working hard on my book recently, because I feel a little...guilty about how lazy I’ve gotten lately. I mean, it’s not like I’m on a payroll, I’m more work-for-hire, but I made a lot of money while I was here and, on top of that, I get a lot of benefits and discounts. Now,” she said firmly, turning to face the screen and logging into the system with a swipe of her thumb, “no more work talk.”

“No more work talk,” he agreed, logging himself in as well.

He grabbed the other pistol and Anya started up the game.

The next two hours seemed to pass way too quickly. Anya was sure right about the game, which was given the simple yet effective title of Dark Corridors: it was fun. Scary, too. The atmosphere was downright chilling. The pair of them moved through the levels of the on-the-rails shooter, starting in a derelict mining colony and then moving into a top-secret military research installation and then delving into a series of dark tunnels and caverns. They’d paused after almost an hour to get some food, picking up an order of nachos and wings from the restaurant area, eating quickly and then getting right back to the game.

It was around the two hour mark when Derek was plucked out of his concentration. At first he didn’t know why. The sensation was similar to being woken up, and yet you had no idea why you had woken, only that you were sure that there had been some noise somewhere in the house. Something was pinging his social radar. He took the time to take a quick look around the arcade. They were alone save for one other person.

A quine, a female quine, was across the room, playing a racing game. At first, he didn’t know why he’d been aware of her, then realized that he must have seen her in his peripheral vision, or maybe he’d heard her. Or maybe he was developing some vague sexual sixth sense during his time on Desire. He’d swear that Anya had such a thing. He realized that he’d seen her before at the restaurant. They’d caught eyes, and then she’d looked away.

She was very beautiful.

“Derek, what are you doing? You just died,” Anya complained.

He turned back to the game. “Shit, sorry babe,” he replied, hitting the respawn. They didn’t have many lives saved up. “How far into the game do you think we are?”

“Maybe about a third of the way through,” she replied.

“Holy shit, that’s a really long arcade game. Can we save?”

“Yeah, we can save. Something distracting you?”

“There’s a really hot quine woman over there,” he replied, nodding back behind them. Anya paused the game and turned around, looking at the woman.

“Oh yeah, I saw her in the restaurant. She was making eyes at us. I mean, I think she was. It was a little hard to tell. I have a difficult time reading quine. But she is really hot, yeah,” Anya agreed. “You wanna...”

“Yes. Very much yes,” he replied.

Anya grinned. “Okay, lemme save,” she said, turning back to the screen. She quickly saved and then dropped them out of the game. As she turned around and began crossing the room, Derek followed in her wake, wondering how she was going to handle this. Anya seemed to have about a dozen different ways in picking people up. Some of them were subtly different, others were a bit more obvious. And he had no idea how to predict which one she’d use. Plus, he was more than happy to let her do it, since he sucked at picking up women.

“Hey there,” Anya said, coming up to her and leaning against the side of the arcade cabinet.

“Hi,” the quine replied, pausing the game. She really was beautiful. She had a good, thick build, curvy like Anya, her gray skin soft and flawless. She looked at them with her somewhat creepy but hauntingly beautiful luminous black eyes.

Quine were aquatic naturally. Derek knew they could have surgeries done to allow them to live permanently above water, and some small percentage of them did. They had basically the same proportions as humans, though they tended to be taller. They had no hair anywhere on their bodies and gill slits above their collarbones.

“I’m Anya,” she said.

“Casey,” the quine replied, glancing at Derek.

“He’s Derek. He’s my boyfriend.” Anya leaned forward a little, showing off her impressive orange cleavage. “Would you be interested, Casey, in coming back to our apartment for a night of fun?” she asked.

Okay then, so she was just going full frontal. No real subtly there.

Well, that worked good too.

“Oh, um...” Casey looked between them and he thought she was breathing a little heavier now. “Well, I...”

“If the answer’s no, that’s okay,” Anya said. “But we think you’re really pretty, and we would love to fuck your brains out.”

Wow, no subtly at all.

But she seemed to be responding to it.

“Oh wow,” she said, offering a small nervous laugh. “I...yes,” she said suddenly. “Yes. I would love to come back to your apartment with you.”

“Perfect!” Anya declared. She extended her hand. “Shall we?”

“Yes,” Casey said, taking it and getting off the arcade motorcycle she’d been riding.

“You have a sexy name,” Derek said, and surprised himself by saying it. He still was terrible at hitting on women and either let Anya do the talking or stumbled his way through whatever conversations he found himself in.

“Thank you,” Casey replied quietly, and he thought that if she could, she’d be blushing.

Anya looked at him and grinned.

He reached out and Casey took his hand as well. The three of them left the arcade.

…

“So what brought you here?” Derek asked as they walked back to his and Anya’s place.

“I’m, uh, friends with a woman who works here. She’s a, uh...an actress,” Casey replied.

“It’s okay Casey,” Anya said, “you can be open. She does porn?”

“...yeah.”

“Okay, cool. You seem pretty nervous.”

“I am,” Casey admitted. “I’ve never, um...I’ve never been a very open person. Sexually. My friend, she thought I could use some...relaxation. Some broadening of horizons, I guess. She kept offering to pay for a trip out here. I’m actually staying with her at her apartment.”

“How long have you been here?” Derek asked.

“Just three days now.”

“Have you...broadened your horizons?” Anya asked with a smirk.

“I...yeah. I mean...” she sighed. “No, not really.”

“What do you mean?” Derek asked.

“I’ve slept with a few guys, and a girl. But all quine. My friend’s quine. I had sex with her. That was probably the most interesting thing that’s happened so far. We’ve been best friends for twenty years and I’ve wanted to have sex with her for most of that, and I finally worked up the nerve to ask, and it was...”

“Amazing?” Anya asked.

“Amazing,” she agreed. “It wasn’t just that she’s so good in bed, but we’ve been friends for so long, and-” She stopped, looking at them each. “This is weird, just...talking about fucking my best friend with total strangers.”

“Do you want to stop?” Derek asked.

“No. I just, it’s weird. I mean, it is weird, but what’s really weird is that I don’t mind telling you about it. So...yeah, I fucked her. But the four others I’ve slept with were all my own species, and I’ve always wanted to have sex with another species. Especially...” she hesitated and glanced over at Derek, “especially a human. I’ve wanted to fuck a human guy for so long.”

“I can assure you that his human dick is fucking awesome,” Anya said. “And I can also assure you that I know exactly how to pleasure a pussy.”

“Oh, that sounds...just wonderful,” she said. “This is so crazy. I’m going to have a threesome with total strangers who are also different species. I’ve never actually had a threesome with a guy and another girl before. Just two guys...and just yesterday.”

“You are going to have a lot of fun,” Anya said.

They came to their apartment building, led her inside and upstairs, into the apartment itself. “Wow, you’ve got a really nice place,” Casey murmured as they came in.

“Thank you,” Anya replied.

“What do you do? I mean, I’m assuming you work here.”

“We do. We live and work on the station. I’ve been here for years now. Currently, I’m an author. Derek just started over a month ago and he’s a technician,” Anya explained.

“That’s so cool. An author and a technician...” She looked at them more directly now, as if she suddenly remembered why they were here.

“Shall we?” Anya asked.

“Um...yes,” Casey replied with an awkward grin.

They all moved back to the bedroom. Most of the room was dominated by the extra-large bed. It was basically a king size that had an extra two feet added to the width and the length. Derek planned on, at some point, fucking either an avix or an Amazonian in here.

“Whoa, nice bed,” Casey marveled.

“It is very nice,” Derek agreed as he took off his shirt and kicked off his shoes. He could already feel himself hardening even as he stared at Casey in something like wonder. He and his girlfriend had just picked up a complete and total stranger at an arcade like fifteen minutes ago, and now she was in their bedroom and they were going to fuck her.

That was crazy.

That was literally a fantasy of his two months ago, something that he thought would probably remain a fantasy for a long time. It was as ridiculous as it was fucking awesome. Anya also began to strip with a practiced ease. Casey took notice of this and then cautiously removed the tight t-shirt she’d been wearing. She had on a black sports bra underneath. She hesitated, glanced over at Derek and caught him staring.

Instead of reacting like he thought she might, she smiled, and not just shyly, as though trying to reach for some of the natural sexiness that must reside somewhere in her. She turned to face him a little bit and pulled off her sports bra.

Casey had some large, beautiful breasts.

“Nice!” Anya said, looking intently at them.

“Very nice,” Derek agreed.

“You want to touch them?” Casey asked.

“God yes,” he replied, abandoning the stripping for the moment and stepping forward. He laid both hands on her big, gray breasts. They felt amazing. He loved Anya’s breasts but...damn these were nice. They were a fantastic size, that perfect size and shape that meant they were just a bit too big to get his hands comfortably around. They were firm and warm and soft.

“These are really nice,” he murmured.

“Here, let me help you two finish getting undressed,” Anya said impatiently.

While she began the process of pulling their pants down around their ankles, Casey leaned in and kissed him. He was slightly surprised by the move, but not unpleasantly so. He let go of her wonderful breasts and hugged her to him, deepening the kiss, slipping his tongue slowly into her mouth. She immediately moved her own tongue forward to meet his, to dance and twine with his, and he tasted the strange, rare taste of a quine.

He’d only ever made love with a quine once before now.

He felt Anya’s hands undoing his belt and jeans skillfully, then she yanked his pants and boxers down sharply, freeing his cock. Casey reached between them and he felt the soft warmth of her hand as she gripped it.

She broke this kiss and looked down. “This is the first time I’ve ever touched a human dick,” she said quietly.

“How is it?” he asked.

“It’s nice,” she murmured, then kissed him again. “We should get started.”

“We should,” Anya replied. “And I’ve got an idea. Babe, go sit on the bed, near the headboard. Casey, how about you get onto your hands and knees and suck his dick, then squat down a little and I’ll totally eat your pussy out.”

“Oh that sounds wonderful,” Casey replied.

“I agree,” Derek said.

As they made for the bed, he studied her. She definitely had that thick build, her thighs wonderfully well-padded, her hips broad, and he really hoped he got to fuck her doggystyle, because she was sure to have a fat ass.

Didn’t quine love anal? He thought he remembered hearing that.

He sure hoped so.

Once he was sitting down, Casey got onto her hands and knees in front of him, her head over his crotch. Anya got onto her back and slid her head in beneath Casey’s own crotch, in between her wonderful thighs.

“Let’s do this,” Casey said, then lowered her head and took his cock into her hot, wet mouth. Pleasure blossomed within him and Derek groaned. She started bobbing her head smoothly, letting her lips drag across his head, slowing each time she reached it, increasing the pleasure a great deal. Casey immediately began moaning as well as Anya set to work. He knew from personal experience that Anya was very skilled with her tongue and mouth. And judging by all the screaming orgasms she’d given their varied lady friends with benefits, he was guessing that Casey was going to learn that too. Both he and her were moaning in pleasure now. Casey was definitely good at sucking dick. He laid there with his back to the pillow he’d laid against the headboard, watching the beautiful alien woman work. They continued pleasuring each other for a bit longer, then Anya wanted to change things up. “Up and off,” she said, patting Casey’s hips.

“Okay,” she replied, panting now. She took his cock fully out of her mouth and shifted. As she did, Anya got up.

“Lay down, dear. We’re going to take turns riding your cock.”

“Fine by me,” he replied, eagerly shifting position. He settled down, moving the pillow and then resting his head on it.

“You’re the new girl, so you get the first ride,” Anya said.

Casey leaned in and kissed her fully on the lips. “Thank you,” she said, and then mounted him. He stared up at her beautiful alien body as she eagerly straddled him, reaching down between them and gripping his saliva-slicked cock.

She guided it into her and groaned loudly, almost as if in relief.

“Fuuuuuck...” she moaned and started bouncing on him, riding him.

Fuck she was wet. He groaned, reaching out and grabbing her broad hips. “Goddamn, Casey,” he moaned. “That’s so fucking good.”

“I’ve been waiting for human cock for years...” she gasped. “Oh you were right, Anya. This is fucking incredible. Something about the shape of it...it just...oh it’s hitting me in the right place and it’s gonna...gonna-fuck yes!” she shrieked and then she was coming.

“Hot damn,” Anya said, reaching out from behind her and beginning to play with her big breasts. “She loves your cock, babe.”

“I love her pussy,” he groaned in reply as the hot sexual gratification magnified as she began to climax. Her muscles worked furiously, tensing and twitching around his stiff cock, massaging it. And she got even wetter, and hotter. She moaned and almost howled her way through the orgasm. He had an idea that she was releasing a lot of pent up sexual frustration and fantasy. He knew exactly how he felt, after that first time he fucked Anya.

Alien sex was just...divine.

And right now, Casey’s pussy was truly divine. Pleasure burned into him as she bounced furiously on his cock, orgasming all over it, a lot of sex juices spilling out of her. He supposed it made sense that an aquatic race would be really wet during sex. He was grateful for it, although fuck it was so hard not to come inside of her. He was so glad that he’d fucked that cyvit earlier and had such a fantastic orgasm in her, because if he hadn’t, he’d be pumping Casey’s pussy full right now, and that would surely frustrate Anya.

“Okay, switch,” he said as soon as she finished coming.

“Having some trouble there dear?” Anya asked with a grin.

“Her pussy is so good,” he replied.

“It’s that dick of yours, I can’t help but just fuck it like crazy,” she replied, getting off of him. His cock slipped out of her.

“It is great,” Anya agreed, mounting him and taking his cock into her. She began to ride it. He groaned loudly, reaching up and groping her tits.

“Mmm...I love this,” she whispered, bouncing on him. “You do have a fantastic dick, honey. And I’ve had a lot to sample.”

“Thank you,” he replied, laughing.

Casey came forward and began kissing Anya passionately and he fought again not to start blowing off inside of a pussy. They both looked so sexy, so absurdly erotic and hot, that it was a real challenge not to.

Both women continued kissing and twining tongues, and ended up switching twice more before they decided to switch positions. It struck Derek, as he watched them switch between riding his cock, that there might not be anything quite as good as having two really attractive women take turns riding your dick bareback.

Of course, he felt that way about a lot of stuff when it came to sex with women.

“Okay, now it’s my turn to get some oral,” Anya said, taking up the position Derek originally had and beckoning to Casey.

“It’s only fair,” she replied, getting onto her hands and knees. As he got in behind her, looking at her ass, she looked back over her shoulder at him. “Oh, and Derek? I don’t know if you know this, but quine love anal. So feel free. And you don’t even need lube. Our natural physiology makes it naturally lubricated.”

“That’s awesome,” he replied, eagerly getting up against her.

She did indeed have a thick, fat fucking ass. It looked like a porn star ass. He slipped his cock slowly into it, inching his way inside of her, causing her to moan as she leaned down and buried her face in Anya’s crotch.

Both women groaned loudly in ecstasy as the pleasure hit them.

This was a great way to end the threesome.

He grabbed her broad hips and started pounding her fat alien ass, groaning as the pleasure tore through him, pushing him closer and closer to an orgasm.

And then it happened. He popped and his dick began to jerk violently inside the tight confines of her ass. Casey moaned loudly as he began to come inside of her, shooting his load up her ass, thrusting forward sharply with each fresh pulse of pleasure. He moaned, hunched forward, lost in the orgasm. When it ran its course and there was just dry-kicking, and then that had finished, he pulled out of her and sat down heavily on the bed.

Anya began to scream as she had her own orgasm.

Derek watched it sedately, feeling that good, amazing post-orgasm feeling washing through him, like he was floating in a cotton candy sea, or maybe like he was drugged. When she was finished coming, Anya let go of Casey’s head and their new sex friend fell against her, resting her head on Anya’s softly padded stomach.

The three of them lay there together, getting their breaths back, silently enjoying the dreamy pleasure of a fantastic threesome.

CHAPTER 02

The weekend was here.

Derek felt that familiar apprehension, that sexual anticipation trembling through him like a caffeine high. The past two days had been pretty nice, for the most part. Casey had spend the night with them and they’d had sex twice more. In the morning, they’d treated her to breakfast, and then he’d had to go to work. When he’d come home, she had been gone and Anya was back to writing her book. Apparently she’d stuck around for a few hours after he’d left and then the two of them had made love once more, then Casey had left, suddenly invigorated by the new experience they’d given her, intent on fucking a lot more people.

And so the rest of the night and most of today had passed by normally. He and Anya had stayed in last night in preparation for tonight and the next two days, because the weekend was here and he’d been working harder than usual. Three more of those weird jobs had cropped up, and he’d fixed them. Derek had started turning them over in his mind as he’d worked around the station, trying to discern if there was some kind of pattern. There didn’t actually seem to be. They were at seemingly random spots, and they were all different pieces of equipment, some of them hardware, some of them software, and they never broke in the same way.

But it was that aspect of no obvious reason for the breaking that was bugging him.

Not now, though. He wasn’t going to worry about it any longer. It was the weekend crew’s problem. He was fully intending on having some fun tonight. In fact, that’s where he was going right now. He had taken a little bit to check out his profile and see if anyone was hitting on him. He didn’t get a lot of requests or messages, but he got more than he thought he would. And sure enough, today he’d gotten one that he just could not pass up.

The message itself was pretty tantalizing and straightforward. Her name was Jess and she was a redhead and she basically said that she thought he was really cute and would he be interested in swinging by her hotel room and having a quick fuck. He’d become far more interested when he’d looked into her profile and saw that she was a professional athlete, a volleyball player, who was on vacation.

And then he’d seen her picture.

Good fucking God was she fit and hot.

Going off of the picture she’d tagged to her profile, she seemed to have some awesomely developed thighs, a tight stomach, some beautiful hips and some damned nice breasts that were showcased nicely in the tanktop she’d been wearing.

And so he’d quickly sent her a message, saying that he’d be thrilled to spend some time with her, and she told him to meet her at her hotel in an hour. So he’d left his most recent job and hurried home, taken a quick shower, then had informed Anya of the situation. She’d wished him luck and told him to have fun, and then she’d passed him a small camera and told him to, if he got permission, film it. Which was part of why he was so anxious.

Filming himself fucking wasn’t really something he’d ever been into.

He’d done it a handful of times since coming to Desire, never before, and it always felt awkward. He’d done it a few times with Anya, and once with him and Anya and Juliet. And he had to admit, there was definitely a certain thrill watching it and knowing that it was a really sexy woman fucking him for once in the porn. So he’d just told her that he’d see what he could do, then he’d dropped off his toolkit, showered and changed.

And then he’d started making for her hotel.

He’d just gotten off of the tram he needed to take a few minutes ago and already he had an erection, thinking about Jess.

Derek had a lot of desires, was attracted to a lot of different women, but he’d always wanted to have sex with a really hot athlete. He’d watched the occasional show on one of the hundred or so sports that were out there now, and only really watching the women’s teams, and wondered. What it would be like to have sex with someone like that? With those stunning tanned goddesses with thick, athletic thighs and developed muscles and sturdy builds. It was also probably what drew him to military women, but that was a little different.

He was going to find out now.

There it was, her hotel. It was moderately nice, although all the hotels in Desire were nice. He didn’t think they had anything below a four-star hotel anywhere on the whole station. It was times like this that Derek really marveled at the genius of Venus, the woman who founded and, to this day, still ran Desire.

She really was a genius. And so hardworking that it must be ridiculous.

Did she ever sleep?

He found himself wanting to visit her again as he stepped into the hotel and made for the elevators. He’d had sex with Venus during his initial visit, when she’d brought him here under the pretense that he’d basically won a free vacation, while in actuality she was scoping him out for a job as a technician.

When he’d passed and accepted the offer, she’d ‘sealed the deal’ so to speak...by fucking him. Right there in her office.

That had been seriously amazing, and not just because she was a kai and they were extremely rare. She was really good at sex.

Derek found the elevator and hit the call button, then sent a quick message through his Link to Jess, telling her how close he was. The response was prompt.

I’m ready for you.

“Come on, hurry up,” he muttered, hitting the button a few more times and seriously considering just taking the stairs when the bell dinged and the doors slid open. Derek hurried in and punched the three button, waiting impatiently.

He was so fucking horny right now.

The elevator made its tortuously slow ascent and let him out on the third floor. He fought the urge to run as he navigated the hallways and finally came to Jess’s room. He knocked on the door and it opened up just a few seconds later.

Jess greeted him.

“Hey there,” she said, smiling at him.

“Hi,” he replied. He was surprise to see that she had almost a shy smile. There was something awkward and nervous in her movements.

How freaking nervous could she be? She was like a fucking ten and he was maybe a six? On a good day?

“Come in,” she said, stepping back after an awkward few seconds of silence passed. He came in and she shut and locked the door behind him. She stood there in the short hallway, staring at him again, and it was becoming more obvious that she was nervous.

They both tried to talk at the same time.

She laughed suddenly. “You go,” she said.

“I was just going to say, um...you’re so fucking attractive,” he replied.

“I...thank you,” she murmured, and he saw that she was blushing fiercely now. It was a little harder to tell, what with her being tanned to a healthy bronze. “Um, come on. The, uh...the bed’s in here,” she said, turning around and walking away.

He followed after her, looking down at her thick ass, which was held in some pretty tight, small shorts. She just had on a sports bra otherwise. They moved into the bedroom beyond the hallway and he saw an unmade queen size waiting for them.

“So...you wanna get right down to it?” she asked.

“We can if you want, but...you seem really nervous. Am I making you nervous?” he asked.

“No. I mean...yes. I mean-” she sighed suddenly and sat down on the bed. “Not you specifically, just this situation. Nothing about you.”

“Tell me about it. We can take some time to talk,” he replied.

“Okay.” She fell silent, gathering her thoughts. “I’ve never done something like this before.”

“Ever?” he asked.

“No. I mean...I’ve always been kind of a paranoid person. And I was raised by a conservative, fear-mongering mother. Always with the stories of what would happen to me if did something like this. Hook ups, one night stands, stuff like that. I’ve had a few boyfriends and I mean, I really like sex. I’m not like...a virgin or anything. But it kind of just...worked out, you know? I mean, it said on my profile, I’m a volleyball player at a pro level.”

“I imagine that takes a serious amount of time and dedication,” he replied.

She nodded. “It does. I played for fun all through high school, then went to college and got more serious about it. I was halfway through a business degree when I got approached by a talent scout. I’d been playing on the college team for four semesters at that point and I was getting really good. And I decided to take the opportunity. I dropped out, signed a contract for a hundred thousand credits and got right to work.”

“How long have you been at it?”

“Ten years,” she replied. “Never looked back. I just...this works for me, you know? I didn’t really care about business or a lot else. I love staying fit, working out, practicing, and doing the volleyball thing. It does indeed take a shitload of time. I haven’t been in a relationship for five years now. There just isn’t time. And I don’t regret or lament that. I’m happy by myself or with my friends, my team. But...I have been regretting the lack of sex. I also haven’t had sex in five years.”

“Five years?!” he replied, unable to contain himself.

She laughed and rubbed one arm. “Yeah. Mostly it doesn’t bother me, but sometimes...God I miss getting fucked, you know?”

“I know. I’ve had periods of...inactivity,” he replied.

“Not anymore I bet,” she said, looking at him steadily. “I saw your profile. You work here, as a technician. I imagine you just...fuck, all the time. I mean, who wouldn’t?”

He laughed nervously. “I...I mean, not all the time...how’d you end up here?”

“Well, some of the girls on my team come here from time to time. They started mentioning it to me about a year ago, telling me I should go, they could hook me up, all that. My latest contract just ended and I signed another one, but under the condition that I get six months off. I just turned thirty recently and after a decade of hard work...I want a fucking break. I mean, I can sure goddamn afford it. So after visiting my family and kicking around my home colony for a few weeks, I finally took my friends up on their offer. And...here I am.”

“Have you hooked up with anyone yet?” he asked.

She shook her head. “I got here this morning. Got settled in. I’ve gone out walking and got hit on a lot, I just...” she sighed. “I get so nervous.”

“I understand,” he replied. “So I’m the first one you’ve gone after?”

She laughed. “‘Gone after...’ yeah, you are. I was just scanning profiles and you...”

“I what?”

“It’s so lame.”

“You can tell me.”

“You remind me of this boy I had a really bad crush on in high school but I never asked out. You look a lot like him. And you look...nice. I figured you’d be a safe bet.”

“Well, I am,” he replied. “I mean, of course anyone would say that, but...let me try to put you at ease. I’m absolutely down for a sexual encounter. I’ll listen to you, and if at any moment you want to stop, tell me and we can stop. I won’t be upset or try to make you do anything. Although, to be completely honest, I will be disappointed. But I really will respect it if you want to stop. Also, I am in a relationship, if that matters to you.”

“I saw that, on your profile. She is so fucking sexy. I bet she fucks like a demon...uh, was that racist? I mean cause she horns and a tail and...too personal? Shit.”

“No, it’s fine. She does fuck like a goddamned succubus,” he replied and she grinned. “And she’s okay with this. She knows about this.”

“Okay. All of that sounds good. I am feeling better, now that you’re actually here and we’ve talked about everything. I’m still nervous, but...if I can just do this, if I can just get past one casual fuck, one fun fling, I think I’ll be able to do more.”

“I think so, too. Also, I’m definitely going to try and show you a very good time, considering that this is your first one night stand. Um, would you like to begin?” he asked.

“...yes,” she said after a moment, smiling at him.

He reached out and placed a hand on her thigh. She looked down at it, then up at him, chewing on her lower lip.

“You are seriously fucking hot,” he said.

“I’ve always thought my face was a little funny looking,” she murmured.

“No, it’s not. It just looks different,” he replied. He had noticed that her face had a somewhat angular look to it, her bone structure a little odd, but it wasn’t bad. “It’s actually hot.”

She snorted. “You’re just saying that.”

“Come on, I’m not just being nice. It’s not like I’m trying to talk my way into your pants.”

“I guess you have a point...well thank you,” she said. “I’m going to kiss you now.”

She leaned in and pressed her lips against his. They were warm and soft. He felt his pulse spike as he kissed this beautiful woman. He slipped his hand over the back of her slender neck and pulled her gently closer to him as he tilted his head slightly to the side, deepening the kiss. She let out a small moan and closed her eyes.

He continued kissing her, gently, slowly, letting her warm up to him, to the situation. He could tell that she was still nervous, but it was reduced enough that she could manage it and, hopefully, push past it.

It didn’t take long for her to open up their lips and slip her tongue cautiously into his mouth. He moved his own tongue forward to meet hers and they touched and twined together, and he tasted her natural taste and found it wonderful. Derek was gently massaging her thick, firm thigh, but now he moved his hand up, in between her thighs. His fingertips brushed her vagina through the thin fabric of her shorts and she gasped softly.

“Okay?” he asked.

“Yes,” she whispered. “Touch me more.”

He resumed kissing her and ran his hand over her other thigh, then up her taut midriff to her sports bra, where he began to gently grope one of her breasts.

“Here,” she whispered, breaking the kiss again to pull her bra up and off, freeing her beautiful breasts. He saw that she had an even tan.

“You tan naked?” he asked, taking one of her breasts in his hand and groping it gently. She shuddered briefly at his touch, inhaling sharply.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“You okay?”

“Yeah, I just...it’s been so long since anyone’s touched my bare breast. I forgot how sensitive they were, how good it felt just to be touched there.”

“Here, lay back,” he said.

She nodded and they got further onto the bed. She laid down on her back and he leaned down, his face over her chest. She shivered again as his breath whispered out across her skin. He began to kiss gently across her tan breasts and she moaned softly. She moaned again, louder, as he licked across one of her wonderful pink nipples.

“Oh, yes...” she whispered. “Oh God it’s been so long...”

He continued pleasuring her breasts, kissing and licking them, then he began to suck on one of her nipples. As he did this, he slipped a hand down into her tight shorts, getting a finger in between the lips of her pussy and finding her clit. She jerked and groaned as he did this. “Oh please,” she moaned, “oh please, Derek, I’m going-ohhhhhh yessssss!” she shrieked and he looked down in surprise, realizing that he’d already made her come.

Her powerful hips bucked and jerked as she orgasmed and she cried out long and loud as the climax ripped through her. Her shorts immediately became dark with sex juices as they escaped her vagina. He watched her long, athletic, tan body writhe and twist as she came. She was beautiful and tantalizing.

His erection was almost painful now.

She slumped against the bed, breathing heavily.

“Oh shit,” she whispered, blinking several times. “Oh wow.”

“You okay?” he asked.

She nodded. “Uh-huh. Yeah. I just...I need a minute.”

“Okay,” he said, laying down beside her, looking at her.

After a moment, she took a deep breath and let it out. “You want to have sex now?” she asked. “I mean, I can suck your dick if you want, although I’m out of practice.”

“I’m okay for sex,” he replied. “Cause I really want to fuck you. Like so fucking bad right now,” he replied, almost incoherent with lust.

“Okay, okay, hold on, get naked,” she replied.

He quickly began to take his clothes off. She shed her shorts and tossed them onto the floor, then rolled over and grabbed something on the side table. Holy fuck her ass was amazing. He stared at it as he finished getting naked.

Truly, a stellar ass.

She came back and handed him some lube. “I just...it’s been awhile. I want to, you know, make sure it goes well,” she said, still clearly nervous, but he could also see a powerful lust and need in her face.

“It’s fine,” he replied, taking it and lubing his cock up. He rubbed his hand off on the blanket and tossed the tube aside.

She laid on her back and spread her legs. He looked down, staring at a beautiful, glistening pussy, ready for him.

“You’re really okay with this?” he asked as he got in between her thick thighs.

“Yes, I want this. I’m ready for this. Just...go slow. I mean, I’ve been fucking myself with a dildo for the past few weeks, but still-”

“It’s fine. I’ll go slow,” he replied, gripping his cock and laying the head of it at the entrance of her vagina.

He could feel the heat.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

He began to work his way inside of her, just the head at first, then a bit more. She gasped softly. “You okay?” he asked.

“Uh-huh, keep going,” she whispered.

He was staring into her face now, holding himself up. She was absurdly beautiful, her face flushed, eyes wide, red hair wild and sexy. He inched his way in slowly, carefully.

“How is it?” he asked.

“It’s okay,” she whispered. “It’s going good. Oh...keep going. It feels good...” she moaned.

He kept going until he was buried completely inside of her. She groaned even louder, then brought her legs up and wrapped them around him.

“Fuck me,” she growled.

He started fucking her.

She felt absolutely incredible inside. Between her long sexual hiatus and her natural athleticism, she was so fucking tight. Maybe it was his imagination, but goddamn did she feel good. This was some of the best sex he’d had in a little while, and he felt kind of guilty thinking that, because of Anya, but fuck…

“Keep going,” she moaned, and pulled him down against her, kissing him roughly. He groped her firm breasts as they made love. He was going faster and harder now, causing her to keep breaking the kiss as she cried out.

“Ugh...Jess...you feel so fucking good,” he groaned.

“So do you, Derek,” she whispered harshly. “Oh fuck, this is amazing. I can’t believe I went five fucking years without doing this. I’m so fucking doing this like all the time from now on. Holy fucking shit this feels so GOOD!” she shrieked, and then she was coming again.

Derek groaned in pure sexual rapture as he felt her already tight vaginal muscles begin to constrict and twitch and twist, squeezing his cock. Her bare pussy felt like paradise. An incredible spray of sex juices escaped her pussy around his cock as she screamed her way through a second orgasm, and he almost came. Almost. But he forced himself to hold on, because he realized that he’d forgotten to ask an important question, and Jess couldn’t really answer with anything like coherency right now.

He managed to not come, barely, as she finished orgasming.

“Jess, I forgot to ask,” he gasped.

“What?”

“Can I come inside of you?”

She hesitated, then nodded. “Yes. You can.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure. It’s fine. Do it.”

“If you’re not sure-”

“Do it, Derek!” she yelled, and he started coming.

He wasn’t sure he could hold on any longer if he tried his hardest. He let out a half-scream as the first pulse of his orgasm blasted out from his core. He was coming inside of her. In that moment, all he could think about was the fact that he was orgasming inside of a redheaded professional volleyball player with nothing between them and that just made it all the more powerful. He grunted as he came furiously into her, pumping her pussy full, shooting a huge load one hard spurt at a time, each twitch of his cock a fresh supernova of absolute sexual release and rapture. He didn’t know how long it lasted, but the orgasm seemed to go on for longer than usual.

When he was finished, Derek came back to himself and carefully pushed himself up. He stared down at Jess, who was looking up at him.

“Wow,” she whispered. “That was...”

“Intense,” he replied.

“I take it you enjoyed that.”

“Oh yes. I did.” He began to pull out of her.

“Wait,” she whispered, and he realized she still had her legs wrapped around him. “Don’t pull out, not yet. I like you inside of me.”

He settled down against her. “I do, too.”

They laid there together in silence, staring at each other.

“Are you okay?” he asked finally.

“Yeah. I’m good. I’m really good,” she said. “I’m sorry I hesitated, when you asked if you could come in me.”

“It’s fine, you don’t need to apologize.”

“Yeah, I guess not, it’s just...that was something my mom always used to tell me. If I ever did it unprotected, I’d get sick and/or pregnant.” She laughed. “It’s so stupid now. I mean, we have perfect birth control and STDs aren’t even a thing anymore, but I didn’t know that in the beginning, growing up, you know? So it just gives me a moment of pause, even still, like an automatic reaction. But I actually like getting...you know, orgasmed in. I don’t know why, either, but I just like it. Maybe cause it feels so taboo.”

“It’s pretty great to be able to do, from my perspective,” he replied.

She grinned. “Yeah, that makes sense. Okay, you can pull out now.”

“Okay.”

She released him and he carefully pulled his softening cock out of her, then sat down on the bed, feeling that kind of strange feeling he got after fucking a total stranger and the sex was over and then the post-orgasm glow was over and they were both pretty much back to normal, sitting or laying there, not sure where to go next.

“You want me to go?” he asked.

“Do you want to?” she replied.

“I mean, I have to, eventually. If you wanted me to stay, I could probably do so for about another half-hour. I’ve got plans with my girlfriend tonight,” he replied.

She laughed and shook her head. “That’s so...weird. I mean, I’m not like judging you or anything, it’s just so weird. I fucked a guy I just met, and then he’s going to go home to his girlfriend, and probably talk about the sex we had, and it won’t be a problem.”

He nodded. “Yeah, I know how you feel, actually. So do you? Want me to stay?”

“Yeah, if you would. I have to take a shower and I really like taking showers with guys.”

“I’d love to shower with you, Jess,” he replied.

She smiled and stood up, then stretched.

“Holy God, you are so fucking fit and hot,” he marveled.

“I sure hope so, I fucking work out often enough. Come on, your stuff is leaking down my thighs,” she said, heading for the bathroom.

He followed after her.

She started up the shower and they slipped in. “Would you be willing to see me again?” she asked. “I’m here for two weeks.”

“I’d love to,” he replied.

“Perfect! And maybe...I’ve never had sex with an alien. Let alone a girl alien. Do you think your girlfriend...”

“I think my girlfriend will fall in lust with you,” he replied.

“Oh. Heh. My. Well, that sounds really nice. I’d appreciate it.”

“When do you think you’d like to hook up again?”

“Tomorrow night?”

“Sounds good. Message me.”

“I will, and...” She stopped washing up and turned to face him fully, then wrapped him in a hug. “Thank you. Really. This was...it helped a lot,” she said.

“You’re welcome,” he replied. “Also, thank you for letting me have sex with you, because my God you are amazing in bed.”

She laughed. “Good to hear.”

…

An hour later, he was walking through the station once more, holding hands with Anya.

“So, we’ve finally got a moment. First, how did it go?” Anya asked. They’d been busy ever since he’d gotten home. First she’d been into writing her book, and then they’d taken a quick shower and dressed, with Anya eager to get out of the apartment and start their weekend off properly. Although he’d already done that.

“It went amazing,” he replied.

“That good, huh?”

“Oh yes. It was actually a really...I guess, sweet? experience. She hadn’t had sex in five years, and she had never been able to work up the nerve to have a casual encounter. Also, she’s a fucking professional volleyball player.”

“Oh my God, that sounds amazing. She was human?”

“Yes. And a redhead.”

“Ugh...you’re so lucky,” she growled.

“She wants to hook up again. She’s here for two weeks. And she wants to meet you.”

“Oh fuck, I’m so fucking her brains out.”

“I figured we can have a threesome.”

“Or three of them,” Anya said.

He laughed. “That’d be great.”

“Okay, so secondly, what are we doing? You said you had something specific in mind. You looking to cross another encounter off your fuck list?” she asked.

He hesitated. “You know about that?”

“Oh come on, Derek. Who the hell doesn’t have a fuck list on this station?”

“I suppose you have a point. And yeah. Two things, actually.”

“Okay, what are they?”

“Have sex with an avix, and have a threesome with an avix and you.”

“Part of your list is dedicated to having threesomes with me and other species?” she asked. He nodded. “Well, aren’t you sweet? Let’s see, we’ve done it with another human, cause of Juliet. And then there was that dysil chick we picked up during the layover. And then that cyvit escort we fucked like crazy. And Jezzy, of course, so that’s xenian.”

“Whatever happened to her? I haven’t seen her once since I got back.”

“She’s so full of energy she can’t sit still for too long. So she’s in a lot of businesses. Porn, escorting, submissive sometimes, BDSM stuff, and just cruising the station for dick and pussy. I haven’t seen her either...did you film it?” she asked.

“Fuck, I totally forgot,” he replied. “After she told me about how nervous she was...”

“No, it’s fine. I’ll get to see her in action myself soon, hopefully. Okay, so, avix. We going to do an avix escort? Cause they’re expensive,” she said.

“Yeah, I’ve already got it worked out. There’s a brothel we’re on our way to. I can afford an hour with an avix for us with my discount. Although you’re right. Sex with an avix is expensive, even for Desire,” he replied.

“It’s worse for kai. You are so lucky that Venus fucked you. Most people in this entire galaxy go their entire lives without seeing a kai in the flesh, let alone actually having awesome unprotected sex with one. I’m guessing she let you bareback her.”

“She did, and it was just...oh man, it was amazing.”

“I’ll just bet. I’ve fucked her a few times. Her tongue is just divine.”

He nodded in agreement, and also really hoped that at some point, he would get another special visit from Venus.

That name she’d given herself was pretty apt.

“Here it is,” he said as he finished following the directions his Link had been superimposing over his vision. The brothel that they had come to was done up in a kind of muted blue-gray color scheme, and it was the exact shade of most avix skin.

It was called Tall & Sexy.

It seemed bigger than most of the other buildings around. “Come on, dear. Don’t dawdle,” Anya said, grinning and pulling him in through the front doors. He was familiar at this point with how brothels worked on Desire. You came in, checked in with the receptionist, and then they gave you a tablet and you made your selection. Or sometimes they showed you the ladies they had available via a screen built into the counter.

This is what ended up happening in Tall & Sexy, given that they probably had a fairly limited selection of escorts available.

Derek and Anya stood before the front desk, one section of which abruptly shifted and then became a grid of pictures. Only five of the slots were filled in with headshots of the avix escorts currently available. He and Anya studied them in silence. Again, he was struck by the strangeness of this: checking out escorts like he was ordering from a menu. It made him feel kind of bad, but, with more ease than before, he pushed that awkward guilt away. These women were here because they wanted to be, they were getting something in return for offering their services and their bodies. Nothing bad was happening.

“What do you think of her?” Anya asked.

He saw she’d pointed to an avix woman named Jynn. He tapped the picture and it zoomed out, becoming a full body image with stats next to her.

“Good lord, she’s eight feet tall,” he murmured.

“She’s very pretty,” Anya said.

“I’m okay with her,” he replied. When it came to avix, he didn’t have as many preferences. This was probably due in part to the fact that he’d seen so few of them, even among the media they were very rare.

“Good. We’ll take an hour with Jynn,” Anya said.

“Perfect. Please swipe here,” the receptionist, an attractive cyvit, said, indicating a small pad on the back of her terminal. Derek swiped his thumb. “Okay, with the employee discount, that’s five hundred credits. Head up to the second floor, room number twenty two.”

“Thanks,” Anya replied, and they headed off. “Nervous?” she asked as they made their way down a long, tall corridor.

“Well, yeah,” he replied.

“I’d poke fun at you, but I guess I am, too.”

“Why?”

“I’ve never had sex with an avix before.”

“What? Really? I though you’d fucked all the species.”

“Nope. Still missing an avix. So I guess we both get to check things off our fuck list tonight,” she replied. They hit the stairs and headed up.

“Why haven’t you?”

She paused, not speaking until they’d actually reached the door they were looking for. “You know, I have no idea. Guess I was too busy fucking everyone else.”

She knocked on the door. There was a pause, then it opened up. Derek found himself staring up at an eight foot tall female alien. She towered over both of them, an imposing sexual deity with blue-gray skin, slightly reptilian, slightly avian in appearance. She had a sharp face, and the most beautiful blue eyes. Like the quine she had no hair, but it didn’t detract from her beauty. She was wearing a robe that hung casually open, though he an idea that it only appeared casual. It seemed like it was a calculated move, appearing haphazardly open, as though through neglect or apathy towards it, while showing off just enough skin to tantalize, without showing too much.

“Hello,” she said. “Welcome.”

She stepped back.

“Hello,” Anya said as she took Derek’s hand and led him in. “You must be Jynn.”

“I am.” She closed the door behind them.

“I’m Anya. This is my boyfriend Derek.”

“A pleasure,” she said, smiling warmly at them. “It’s so rare that I get human men,” she added, turning and walking across the room she was occupying. It was a very large room, resembling a lavish hotel room. He spied a bed, a sunken hot tub next to it, and the other typical furnishings he’d come to expect in these rooms.

“Really?” he asked.

“Oh yes. I believe that the only type I get even less than human men is xenian men. Not sure why. But I’m glad to have you here. Both of you. Dysil women are...quite enthusiastic, in my personal experience,” she said, smiling down at Anya.

“She is very enthusiastic,” Derek replied.

Anya just smiled.

“Shall we begin?” Jynn asked, shrugging out of her robe and revealing her long, luxurious, nude body to them.

“Holy shit,” Anya whispered.

There was something intensely arousing and intimidating about seeing a naked alien woman that tall right in front of you. She was built trimly, her thighs smooth and athletic and slim. Well, slim for an eight foot woman. Her breasts were high and perky, a little under average sized, but on her eight foot frame they were quite large, almost as big as Anya’s were. Her vagina was a pale pink slit in between her thighs.

“Do you know how sex with an avix works?” she asked, looking at Derek now.

“I’m not sure. Is it...different?” he replied.

“A little. Our vaginas are malleable. Basically, when you put it inside of me, don’t move for about five to eight seconds, let it sit there. You’ll feel my pussy tightening up to conform to the size of your cock. Then you can fuck my brains out,” she explained.

“That is so awesome,” he said.

She smiled. “Most men have a similar reaction. How would you like to do this?”

“I’d like to kiss you,” Anya said. “You are so pretty.”

“Thank you. Then let’s begin with kissing.”

She climbed onto her enormous bed and they moved to join her. Derek felt almost jittery with excitement and apprehension. He’d had sex with an Amazonian once before, and that had been just...stunning in how good it felt and how amazing an experience it was. But this was going to be different. Elise, the redheaded sex demon he’d fucked during his original stay here, had been still basically human.

Jynn was an alien.

He and Anya quickly stripped and then climbed onto the bed with her, and Derek decided to let his lover go first. Anya seemed particularly eager. She laid down on top of her, staring down at her with wide, lust-filled eyes and an almost savage grin, and then pressed her lips against Jynn’s larger, thinner ones.

Jynn kissed back, responding passionately, and reached down, laying her big hands across Anya’s beautiful, fat orange ass.

He watched as the two women locked lips for close to a minute, twisting and twining tongues together, and then Anya broke the kiss.

“Your turn, dear,” she said.

He quickly got up against Jynn and laid a hand across one large breast. She smiled at him as he leaned in and then they pressed their lips together. Kissing her was strange, but not in a bad way. And her tongue. Wow, her tongue. It was long and prehensile, and she actually wrapped it around his tongue like a snake coiling around a tube. The feeling was strange but also very exciting. He continued kissing her until she let out a sharp cry, breaking the kiss. Derek looked down and saw that Anya was now down in between Jynn’s thighs.

She was pleasuring their escort with her mouth.

“That’s so good,” she whispered as Anya continued licking rapidly at her clit. She was breathing more heavily now. “In my own personal experience, dysil women tend to be the absolute best eaters of pussy.”

“She’s really good with her mouth,” Derek agreed.

They resumed kissing as he gently massaged and groped her breasts, then began to play with her light gray nipples. She was moaning quietly now, crying out occasionally as Anya hit a really sensitive spot. They kept going like this until she had made Jynn orgasm powerfully. Both of them moved away from her slightly, watching the eight foot woman climax. Watching a woman have an orgasm was something that he particularly enjoyed, but watching someone as big as Jynn have it was like a different level.

Her body twisted and writhed, her breasts jiggling beautifully, her mouth opening as she gave voice to the pleasure coursing through her, her features shifting as expressions of desire and passion and lust moved across her face. A hot spray of clear sex juices escaped her pussy, darkening her blankets and staining her inner thighs.

When it was over, she took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Okay...now it’s your turn. How about I do Derek first, then switch over to you, Anya, and Derek, you can fuck me?” she suggested, staring at them with sex-satisfied eyes.

“Sounds good to me,” Anya replied.

“Thanks babe,” he said.

Jynn had him lay down and she got down in between his legs. He noticed how careful her movements were and figured they had to be. It was probably easy to accidentally hurt someone his size when you were eight feet tall and really strong. Without hesitation, Jynn took his cock into her mouth and began to suck it, bobbing her big head up and down. He groaned, then did so again, louder, as he felt her prehensile tongue come into contact with the tip of his penis and began to massage it in a way he had never felt before.

“Holy fuck,” he whispered.

The pleasure sparked and burned into him, slowly spreading out from his core, filling him. He was amazed at its intensity and power.

“I bet that’s nice,” Anya murmured, laying beside Jynn now and groping her big ass, running her hand across her dry, blue-gray skin.

“It is,” he gasped. “Holy fuck, your tongue, Jynn, it’s...oh fuck...” he groaned.

She simply kept working, satisfying him, pleasuring him.

Not much later, he had to make her stop or he was going to end up blowing off in her mouth. It was something he wanted to do, but honestly, right now, he wanted to come inside of her pussy a lot more than that, and that desire was making him too impatient to wait for himself to get hard again. There was a chance he might maintain his erection, but he didn’t think so, not after what had happened with Jess.

“Okay then,” Lynn said, “we can move on to the next part. Anya?”

“Gladly,” she said, and eagerly took Derek’s place and spread her legs. Jynn got in between her thick orange thighs. She was on her hands and knees now, and she spread her knees out pretty far, in order to lower her pussy enough to give him access. As he got into place behind her, his cock throbbing in anticipation, he took a few seconds to appreciate the fact that he was getting ready to fuck an eight foot alien woman doggystyle.

Derek laid the head of his cock up against her opening and slipped it inside. He almost forgot what she’d told him, as he slipped in fairly easily, and began to worry, then he recalled her words and stopped moving.

It was very hard not to just start drilling. It was a powerful instinct after all the fucking he’d done over the past month.

But her vaginal muscles began working almost immediately. The sensation was extremely bizarre. Her pussy tightened slowly around him, almost like it was gripping his cock, and he became aware of how hot she was inside as her pussy tightened around him. It kept going until it was almost squeezing his dick and that’s when he started fucking her, sliding slowly in and out of her, and both of them moaned.

It felt amazing.

Her pussy was so fucking tight. He pushed his way into her each time, causing her to let out a muffled moan. Anya was crying out as well now as Jynn put that amazing tongue to work. He looked down at her broad ass as he started ramming into her. Her hips were at least twice as broad as his were. He felt so small compared to her. Why was that hot? He didn’t know why, but fucking a woman a lot taller and bigger than you were was just awesome. It made the sexual encounter a lot hotter. Listening to both women moan loudly in ecstasy only made it better. He was really glad that he had a whole hour. He was going to need it.

Because he was about to come.

Anya beat him to it. She let out a startled shriek of pleasure. “Oh my fu-yesyesyesyesyesyes!” she cried out in impassioned rapturous bliss. She had her legs spread very wide, both hands on Jynn’s head, forcing her face into her crotch as she began to orgasm. Her powerful hips jerked as she came. Jynn didn’t seem to mind.

Derek started come then.

His orgasm happened at all once, no warning, just boom! His seed was shooting out of him in hard contractions that made him groan in absolute pleasure. Hot waves of ecstasy rolled through him as he filled another alien pussy with his seed. He was climaxing inside of an eight foot tall alien woman, and that amplified his orgasm and his pleasure a great deal. His hips began jerking forward in sync with his orgasm.

Each time his dick twitched violently inside of her and pumped a fresh load of his seed into her, it made his hips jerk in an automatic response. He emptied himself completely into her, pumping her alien pussy full of his stuff, then, when he was finished, he carefully pulled out of her and sat down. None of them spoke for several seconds.

“That was really good,” Anya said.

“Uh-huh,” Derek replied, feeling dizzy with post-sex pleasure.

“I’m glad my services were adequate,” Jynn said.

“More than adequate,” Anya murmured sedately, clearly satisfied from her own orgasm. Derek nodded and reached out, laying a hand on Jynn’s leg.

“Well, we still have forty five minutes...now what?” she asked.

Anya grinned a sultry grin and sat up.

CHAPTER 03

“So is she coming over?” Anya asked.

“Yes,” Derek replied as he slipped into the shower. “Just checked my Link. She’s on her way right now and she says she’s really fucking horny.”

“Me too. This is awesome,” Anya said, getting her hair wet.

Derek watched her shower, nearly hypnotized by her nude, wet, voluptuous body. His weekend had come and gone. It had been very nice, a very satisfying weekend. They’d actually ended up paying for another hour with Jynn because they were both so fucking into her. The rest of the weekend had been broken up by several more visits to awesome places. They’d hit up that cyvit brothel he’d done the work for and found his mystery girl again. They had had a fantastic threesome together that lasted most of an hour.

He still didn’t know her name.

But she was an amazing fuck.

They’d gone to a bar and picked up a skinny brunette human. Bringing her back to their apartment, they’d fucked her almost into oblivion. She was a little orgasm machine. Between him and Anya, he thought they’d made her come a dozen or so times. Maybe more. She’d been under for like twelve hours after their fuck session. They’d also had a pair of xenian escorts come to their place the final night of the weekend and had a stellar foursome.

It had been a busy weekend.

But then the week had started and he realized, as he settled back into his job, that this was going to be their routine for the foreseeable future. During the weekends, they forgot whatever responsibilities they might have and had fun. When the weekdays came back around, they got back to it, putting fun...well, not on hold, exactly, but in the background. They still fucked at least once a day, usually twice.

Anya was a very sexual person and she was really building his endurance and showing him the limits of his own sexuality.

He worked and when he came home, he learned, shoving whatever technical knowledge he could into his brain, practicing with tools and parts and pieces at his desk. Anya wrote. She was writing a lot now, and reading, too.

“You know, it’s occurred to me that I don’t know what your books are about,” he said. “I don’t even know what your pen name is.”

“Well, if you’re that curious, I did use my real first name. It’s Anya Avarice.”

“Interesting.”

She shrugged uneasily. “It’s okay.”

“Why are you so uncomfortable talking about your books? I mean, clearly you’re into writing. And everyone who we’ve come into contact with, granted not many, who’ve read your books, seem to really like them.”

“I dunno, it’s...complicated.”

“We’ve got some time.” She sighed. “If you don’t want to talk about it, it’s fine.”

“No, it’s okay. I feel guilty.”

“Why?”

“I’ve had it relatively easy for most of my life. I...I just realized. We’ve never really talked about my past. Why is that?” she asked.

“You never brought it up, and I figured if you wanted to, you would.”

“Huh. I guess I’ve just gotten so used to being reclusive that I forgot even to bring it up. Well, I told you I was friends with Venus.”

“Yes. That’s actually all I know about how you got here.”

“Well, my parents are rich. They’re pretty smart and designed a few things that got patented and they used that money to start up a tech business. So I’ve always had money. I also have an older brother. I really lived in the shadow of the rest of my family. They’re all so fucking...smart. I mean like, geniuses. And I’m not. I mean, I know I’m not stupid, but I’m not a genius. And I don’t care about technology...um, no offense to you.”

He laughed. “It’s fine babe.”

“So I was miserable a lot, especially when it really started to sink in that I wasn’t a genius, and I cared more about chasing tail and writing fan fictions than anything else. I made a half-hearted attempt at college after high school, since my parents were paying and pushing me towards it. The only classes I really attended were like creative writing and novel analysis and poetry and philosophy. I was just so fucking bored with math and science and pretty much anything like that. I couldn’t stand it and I didn’t get a lot of the higher concepts. That began my kind of...drift. I went through most of my twenties not really doing...well, much of anything I felt really proud of. Mostly I just lived on my parent’s credits and fucked everyone I could. I mean, fun, yeah, but...I just felt like crap a lot because I wasn’t doing anything, you know? I didn’t feel like I was doing anything meaningful. I just felt like a drain,” she explained.

“I’m sorry,” he said quietly. “Why didn’t you...I dunno, escort or something? I mean, that seems right up your alley.”

She sighed and looked away. “That’s an embarrassing question.” He waited. “But I guess I can tell you. I used to be a bitch. Like, I looked down on some people. And escorts were some of them. It’s a big part of the reason I don’t like talking about that part of my life. I just thought...I don’t know what I thought. It wasn’t good. I thought that being an escort was a failing on the person’s part, somehow.” She sighed again. “Whatever, it’s behind me. When I was twenty seven, my parents finally cut me off, telling me to get my life together.

“And at that point, I mean...I’d screwed around my entire life pretty much. I didn’t know how to...function without their money. So I became an escort, out of desperation. I did it for three years and that...changed everything. The people I met, the experiences I had, the shit that I had to figure out on my own, it made me into a completely new person. The person I am today. Which, thank fucking fuck, you know?”

“Yeah, it sounds like it. I’m really glad you changed. But how did you get to Desire?”

“I mentioned that I knew Venus. We met in college, actually. She was visiting. She was already a billionaire by then and she was giving a speech. I was twenty. I went, because...heh, well, you know, I wanted to fuck her. I mean, who wouldn’t? She was a kai and she was hot. I approached her, hit on her, and she...actually responded to me. It was kind of like one of those movie moments. I was just some twenty year old nobody and she was this hot older billionaire chick and she took me out for a night on the town that stretched into five nights and we fucked. Oh did we fuck. And then she had to go. But we made a real connection that day and she checked in with me a few times a year. I almost reached out to her several times for help in figuring out my life, but I just didn’t. And I’m glad I didn’t. It was the kind of thing I had to figure out on my own.

“So, eventually, not long after I turned thirty, she actually reached out to me. We’d been talking more and more over the past year at that point. I was telling her about my escorting and finally she asked me if I wanted to come work for her at Desire, as she was doing a new round of hiring and looking for some dysil. So that’s how I ended up here. She paid for me to move out here, set me up with an apartment, and I just...fucked. I fucked a lot. Then I did some porn. But I’d been thinking about writing for several years at that point. Thinking about making a go of it. Moving here and getting settled seemed like the perfect opportunity.”

As she talked, they’d been washing up. Now they were clean and she killed the water. “What was your first book?” he asked as they dried off.

“Star Love, actually. The one everyone talks about. So, a quickie guide to my books. Star Love was written during my first year here. It’s just a simple romance novel about a dysil woman falling in love with...” she hesitated, then laughed, “well, with a cute human guy. And the difficulties of building a life together. It took me like nine months to write that goddamned thing. I kept quitting cause I thought it was garbage. But I made a few friends during my time here, and they read it while I was reading it, and forced me to keep going. And then I finally did it. One of those friends happened to be on the editing team for the Desire publishing imprint, and she managed to get it professionally edited. I did a few rewrites and then it got published.”

“Did it sell?”

“Yeah, it did. It wasn’t like bestseller status, more like cult status. I sold a few hundred copies at first, eventually got up to a few thousand. It was nice money, but really it was just supplementary compared to the credits I was getting from escorting. I took like a six month break, then I felt that writing itch and I had another idea. So I wrote Solar Winds in about six months that time. It was about a dysil girl heading out into the galaxy at large for the first time and all of her sexual experiences. It was barely based on some of my own experiences. That one sold a bit better. Third year, I wrote Super Nova, this time about a xenian woman named Nova. Really just another love story, this one a lesbian love story between a dysil woman and Nova. That one sold even better, I think cause of the lesbian angle. A lot of people like girl on girl action.”

“It is really nice,” Derek agreed.

They finished drying and went to sit on the bed. There was no real reason to get dressed at this point. “Last year I wrote Starless. That one was sadder actually. Basically it was just about a dysil woman who’d lost her boyfriend and she was dealing with that problem and eventually she meets a guy, another dysil, and they fall in love, and blah blah blah sappy happily ever after. I was feeling melodramatic that year,” she said.

“Any particular reason?”

“I had a falling out with a guy I thought I was kind of serious about. Nothing big and dramatic, but we hooked up after he’d come out of a bad relationship, but it was obvious that he wasn’t over her and that kind of ate into our relationship, such as it was. I mean, he was a great guy, a xenian, and I really liked him. We were thinking about moving in together. He was also a technician. But then maybe two months in this wonderful girl of his suddenly comes back and decides she just has to have him and she wanted to leave the station and start a new life together and he chose her...eh, it sucked. Whatever,” she said, laying back down on the bed.

“How’s our relationship going?” he asked.

She smiled up at him. “Fantastic. I love it. We’ve been together for over a month now, in one way or another, and I’m having a great time. You know what I really like about you?” she asked.

“What?”

“You aren’t clingy. But you aren’t distant. You’re like...just right. Whenever you come to bug me, I like it. It isn’t annoying. I’ve had clingy guys, and girls, in the past, and it’s no fun. And, I mean, I hate having to be that person, you know? I hate getting annoyed just because my partner wants attention, I feel like such a bitch. But no, I’m really happy. You?”

“You’re like...literally a miracle as far as I’m concerned,” he replied.

She laughed loudly. “Really, huh? Well, okay, I can live with that. Just don’t put me too high up. Expectations can be bad. I mean, I’m okay with you holding me to certain standards, but I’m not an angel.”

“Fair enough,” he replied. “So what about this book? You’ve been working like crazy.”

“Well, that’s the thing. I started out working on my fifth novel. It’s going to be called Love By Starlight. It’s about a three-way relationship between a dysil woman, a quine woman, and a human man. I’ve actually put the writing mostly on hold. I started going back and looking over my old works, and I decided, all at once, to re-release them. I’m going over them, doing edits and touch ups, adding scenes, and in the case of Star Love, I’m adding in a subplot. I also got to thinking about ideas I’d had, like little post-book ideas, so I’ve also been putting together a collection of short stories that features the characters from the books, like snapshots of their lives, you know? So that’s what I’ve been doing with all my time.”

“That’s so awesome, babe,” he said. “I’m glad you’re really getting into it. Although...”

“Although?”

“You didn’t actually answer my original question.”

She considered it for a moment, then nodded, frowning. “I guess I didn’t. Why don’t I like talking about my work? I guess because writing doesn’t feel...like I’m contributing to society, I guess. I mean, I’ve gone around and around on it a lot with a lot of people, and ultimately I decided that my writing gives some people pleasure, in one form or another, and that is worth it. That makes it valuable. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I don’t have an inflated sense of ego or anything. I don’t think it’s super valuable, but it’s worth doing. And I also don’t like talking about it because, up until now, I didn’t take it very seriously. And I always felt guilty when I talked to other writers who do take it seriously and have like ten books or more out, you know?”

“I can understand that,” he replied.

Anya was silent for several moments. “This didn’t freak you out or anything, did it?”

“This discussion? No. Why would it?” he replied, genuinely confused.

“I know that our relationship has largely been a relationship of convenience. And that’s not a put down, to either of us. We like it that way. It’s been an easy relationship so far and I’ve been pretty easygoing. It’s rare nowadays that I get heavy like that. I guess, I’m just a little paranoid, because as I mentioned before, I used to be a lot more unstable, and I’ve had guys leave me because I’m ‘too crazy’. So...that’s why.”

He laid down beside her and hugged her to him. She hugged him back tightly. “Anya, I’m fine with our relationship. I don’t mind if things get annoying or depressing or frustration sometimes. That happens. You can trust me.”

“I...okay,” she said. “Thank you.”

There was a knock at the door.

“Whew, just in time,” Anya said, letting go of him and sitting up. “I believe we’ve had our recommended dosage of emotions...let’s get our recommended dosage of sex now.”

“Let’s,” he agreed, and they got up off the bed.

It felt strange to have such a long, personal conversation with her and then immediately transition into sex. But that’s what their life was like, he supposed. And it wasn’t bad. It wasn’t like either of them was avoiding an issue. And there would be more time to talk about this later if they wanted. Derek opened up the door and then suddenly wondered if it would be okay to answer the door naked. Well, Jess had seen him naked before, and she was coming over her to fuck…

“Oh, wow, naked,” she said.

She was wearing what he’d first seen her in: a sports bra and really fucking tight white shorts. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail.

“Come in,” he replied, stepping back. “We just, uh, got out of the shower.”

“Figured there wasn’t a point in dressing,” Anya said.

“Oh my God,” Jess murmured as she came in and he closed the door behind her. “You are even more attractive in person. Holy shit.”

“You’re pretty damn hot yourself,” Anya replied.

Jess stepped forward, looking at once excited and nervous and almost awed. She began reaching for Anya’s big, perfect breasts, then hesitated, looking up at her. “I’m sorry. Can I just, uh...”

Anya smirked. “Yes, you can touch them. Go crazy,” she replied.

“Oh thank you.”

She laid her hands on them, groping and massaging them, squeezing them gently. “These are like the most amazing tits I’ve ever seen in real life. I mean, just...holy fuck. These are like unreal porn tits. Are they natural?”

“Yes,” Anya replied. “Well, natural in the sense that I had nothing done to them. I just got really lucky.”

“Good lord, did you ever.” She glanced over at Derek. “I feel a little weird. I’m sitting here drooling over and groping your girlfriend...”

“I don’t mind at all,” he replied. “Go right ahead.”

“Have you never been with a woman before?” Anya asked.

“Oh no, I have. Years ago. I dated two of my teammates separately. It was wonderful, and they were hot, but not like you. You are like...some kind of goddess. I mean, fuck, how do you even leave the house, Derek? How do you not fuck her all the time?”

“Oh believe me, he does fuck me like all the time,” Anya replied. “But he’s had a bit of time to get used to my awe-inspiring presence.”

“It is difficult to leave in the mornings,” he said.

“It’s made easier by the fact that you won’t leave without blowing at least one load inside of me. He wakes me up every morning by fucking me. Just shoves me over onto my back, gets in between my legs and fucks the hell out of me. We both come and then I go back to sleep usually.”

“That is so fucking awesome,” Jess murmured. She finally stopped playing with/worshiping Anya’s breasts. “We should get started, I guess.”

“It would be nice,” Anya agreed. “Now, get your tits out. I’m dying to see them.”

Jess grabbed her sports bra and pulled it up and off, over her head, and abandoned it on the floor. Anya let out a happy sound. “These are wonderful,” she said, cupping them briefly.  “And these perfect pink nipples...this is going to be fun. Come on.”

They headed across the room and got into bed, Jess pausing just long enough to peel her extremely tight shorts off.

“Oh, and your ass is just as amazing,” she said as she watched Anya crawl onto the bed. “And you’ve got such a hot pussy.”

“It’s pretty fantastic,” Derek agreed.

“Thank you,” Anya said, smiling happily and seductively. “I’ve never been with a professional sports player of any kind before. You are marvelously fit, Jess. I love your body.”

“I’m very glad,” Jess replied as she eagerly climbed into bed.

“Have you ever been with an alien before?” Anya asked.

“Uh, no, I haven’t.”

“Are you nervous?”

“I am, but my lust is kind of overriding that,” Jess replied.

“Good. Just let me and Derek take care of you,” she said, and then she pushed Jess gently onto her back and began to kiss her. Derek got up against Jess’s other side, gently groping one of her breasts while Anya groped the other and kissed her. The kissing was soft at first, the two women coming apart, smiling and then kissing again several times. Then Anya slipped her tongue into Jess’s mouth and the redheaded athlete moaned quietly.

She moaned louder when Derek began to suck on one of her breasts and Anya started playing with her nipple. The two women kissed passionately for a little while longer, and then Anya passed Jess to him, and he shifted, bringing his face to hers, his lips to hers, and they kissed. She was a very good kisser.

Jess broke the kiss and her eyes popped open as a sound of startled, impassioned pleasure came from her. Derek glanced down. Anya had a hand fitted in between those wonderfully thick thighs of her. His lover had found their fuck friend’s clit and was massaging it with her fingertip now. “Oh, Anya!” she moaned. “Oh right there! That’s just fucking perfect!”

Then she began to make out intensely with Derek again and he continued groping her breasts, kissing her and twining tongues with her, until Anya wanted a turn again. As the two women began to kiss once more, Derek helped Anya, sliding down and beginning to suck on one of Jess’s tanned breasts while at the same time reaching down and slipping a finger into her. Jess let out a scream this time, a crying moan of intense ecstasy.

“Oh fuck, both of you!” she moaned. “Oh fuck this is-it’s too much-I’m gonna-fuck!” she screamed and then she was orgasming.

They kept stimulating her, making her climax furiously, feeling her whole powerful athletic body jerking and twitching between them as she screamed her way through the orgasm. Derek felt a wonderful hot spray of sex juices escape her pussy and get all over his hand and wrist. When it was over, she gasped and went slack between them, breathing heavily, staring up at the ceiling. “That was so fucking amazing,” she whispered. “I forgot to mention...I’ve never been in a threesome before,” she added.

“Never?” Anya asked.

“Never.”

“That’s so hot. You’re gonna love this. We’re going to break you in right,” Anya said with a grin. “Now, how are you at eating pussy?”

“I’m great,” she replied, “although I haven’t had practice in years.”

“No time like the present,” Anya said.

Jess laughed and then got up. Anya took her place. “Get on top of me honey, stick your cock in my mouth and fuck it while she eats me out.”

“Happily,” Derek said, quickly straddling her face as Jess settled down on her stomach in between Anya’s well-padded orange thighs. As he shoved his cock into her mouth and rested his hands on her head, (careful of her horns, they were sharp), he heard her let out a muffled moan and a look of intense pleasure moved across her face. He glanced back over his shoulder. Jess was now face-deep in Anya’s crotch, licking rapidly at her pussy.

Fuck, this was so hot.

He started fucking his girlfriend in the mouth, sliding his cock smoothly in between her large, luscious lips. She sucked as he did this, making skillful use of her tongue. He kept at it, soon going harder and faster, because he really liked dominating the fuck out of Anya from time to time. After his BDSM sessions, he’d been a little freaked out by it all and had decided to let it settle for now. Occasionally had slapped Anya around and choked her while they fucked, and twice now he’d gone to a BDSM club for a quick session.

It seriously got his heart racing.

He was still pondering it, but he was a lot closer to deciding that yeah, he was probably going to make this a regular part of his life, because he loved it. And Anya seemed to like it. Soon he was shoving his cock practically down her throat, groaning at the pure bliss of it and the hot rush he got out of almost making her choke on his dick. He kept going until he had to stop or he was going to start letting off in her mouth.

As he pulled out, Anya let out a shriek of pleasure as Jess finally got her to orgasm. “Oh, yes Jess!” she screamed. “Oh yesyesyesyes! It feels so fucking good!”

He kept straddling her, watching her as she jerked and twisted and twitched her way through her orgasm, watched the expressions of pure passionate pleasure move across her beautiful face. He got off of her, as he was horny as fuck and wanted to start slipping his cock into one of them. He watched Anya until her orgasm had run its course.

“Okay,” she said, sitting up. “How about we take turns riding my boyfriend’s cock?” she suggested, looking at Jess.

“That sounds great,” she replied.

Now it was Derek’s turn to lay in the center of the bed. He did so and Anya called first dibs, since she pretty much ‘owned’ him, inasmuch as anyone on this station did. They both moaned in sexuality unity as she straddled him and then slipped his cock into her absurdly wet, hot alien pussy. She groaned as she began rising and falling, taking his whole cock into her.

“Fuck, babe!” he groaned, grabbing her broad hips. “You are so fucking wet...”

“Mmm, you’re really hard today,” she murmured. “It feels bigger.”

He thrust up into her and she cried out, her breasts bouncing.

“You look so hot when you fuck,” Jess marveled as she stared at them.

“I’m sure you do too,” Anya replied.

She rode his dick for another half minute, then got off of him. “Your turn.”

“Thank you,” Jess said, eagerly mounting him and smiling down at him as she gripped his cock and slipped it carefully into her. She was a big less eager than Anya, since she was no doubt still getting into the swing of fucking dick after a five year hiatus, but before long he was buried completely within her tight, wet perfection. She was so fucking hot inside and the way she looked as she began to ride him, bouncing on his dick with abandon, moaning and crying out...it was beyond amazing. He reached up, grabbing her tits.

“Jess, you feel so fucking good inside,” he moaned.

“Your dick feels so good too!” she screamed. “So fucking good!”

And then she was orgasming a second time.

“Whoa, nice,” Anya said. “You got her coming fast.”

She moaned, stirring his cock around inside of her orgasming vagina furiously as her sex juices escaped her and sprayed his stomach, thighs, and balls. When she was finished, she got off of him, gasping, taking a quick break and letting Anya do him. It was a genuine struggle not to come right away as both women took turns riding his dick and satisfying themselves on it for another five or so minutes.

But he managed to last until Jess climbed back onto him for about the sixth time and said, “You look like you are just dying to come.”

“I really am,” he groaned as she started fucking him again.

“Do it. Come in my pussy,” she said. “I want you to so fucking bad.”

He hardly waited as he gripped her firm, broad hips and started drilling up into her, their skin slapping together as he pounded her and she screamed in pleasure, and then he was coming, shooting his load deep into her. A tremendous gratifying bliss and sexual satisfaction exploded through him as he orgasmed into Jess for a second time. He cried out, grunting as he thrust up into her automatically as his dick pulsed and kicked, spitting his seed into her, pumping her perfect vagina full of it. He didn’t know how long it went on, but eventually he was brought back to reality and found himself staring up at her.

She was smiling down at him.

“You look pretty hot when you come,” she said.

“I think some of that has to do with the fact that you were making me come,” he replied.

“I suppose that’s true.” She got off of him.

“How was your first alien encounter?”

“Hot. Really hot. You are just...you are so fucking sexy.”

Anya laughed. “Good. I’ve got a strap-on, wanna fuck me with it?”

“God yes,” Jess replied.

Derek watched sedately as the two women started preparing to fuck again.

…

Derek was again questioning his own reality.

He was walking into a large, lavish hotel room with two women that he was as attracted to as Jess had been attracted to Anya last night. Right now, they were both together at his and Anya’s place, fucking to their heart’s content.

Derek had opted to go out on his own and find something he wanted very badly. Another thing to cross off his fuck list. And holy fuck had he ever found what he was looking for. Ahead of him, two sexy as fuck female Marines were leading him into their hotel room. He’d gone to a bar tonight after work and a shower where military personnel went. Specifically female military personnel. He knew it was more of a thing on the other side, that women tended to be wet for military guys, and guys tended to not quite like military women as much, probably because they were intimidated by them. But for whatever reason, being intimidated by a woman was a good thing in Derek’s book. He reacted quite well to it.

He had found Sergeant Alice Williams and Corporal Janessa Jackson.

And they had agreed to take him back to their place and let him fuck their brains out. More than that, actually.

They were into getting screamed at, choked, and slapped around.

More than that, probably.

Alice was the taller of the two, six foot three and decently built. She had short blonde hair and brilliant blue eyes and a fucking thick ass and thighs that were a lot like Jess’s: well-padded and muscular.

Janessa was almost the opposite of her. She was pale, her hair as black as space, her eyes a deep, glittering jade. She was slimmer, maybe five seven, with a leaner build, though she still looked very fit, very in shape.

He was going to fuck both of them.

They’d already settled on everything. They’d given him permission to bareback them, finish inside of them, abuse them in whatever way he wanted, and safe words. Everything was set. This was really happening.

Derek had fantasized about a lot of military women, and he had to admit, Marine chicks were at the top of his list. He wasn’t really sure why and hadn’t thought a whole lot about it. Like he did with most of his fantasies, he just tried to enjoy it. And right now he was really going enjoy this particular fantasy, as he would be fulfilling it. Hell, he’d have been happy with just one Marine babe, but he’d actually found two?

It was a dream come true.

“Shower with us,” Alice said. “You can get started with the domination in there.”

He hadn’t even gone looking for that rare type of woman who was both really tough but also really into being dominated like a complete whore. That had been a happy coincidence. “Get in the fucking bathroom, now,” he replied.

They both looked over at him with something like surprise, and he suddenly had the idea that they thought that perhaps they were doing him a favor. (Which honestly they were, from his perspective). But he had the idea that they thought he wouldn’t be very good at domination, because he really didn’t look like the kind of guy who would be. He didn’t know where exactly he fell on the scale, but he knew that he was at least better than most women thought he was. He still wasn’t entirely sure where that came from.

Only that he enjoyed it immensely.

“Yes, sir,” Alice replied, and both her and Janessa walked into the bathroom. He smacked Alice hard on the ass as she walked by and she let out a happy sound.

“Strip. Now,” he said flatly, following them in and shutting the door.

“Yes, sir.” This time they both said it, and he could tell they were slipping into character.

He watched as they both began to undress. God, they were both so fucking hot. She freed her large, firm breasts from her sports bra and then revealed her bare hips and thighs as she pulled off her tight-fitting pants. Both of them had opted out of panties. They were just as thick and firm and well-developed as he’d hoped. Her pussy was a taut pink slit between her thighs. Janessa’s breasts came out next, high and firm b-cups that were just beautiful. She quickly stripped down. They were both completely nude and exposed now.

“Turn on the water,” he said as he began to shed his own clothing.

Janessa quickly moved over and did as he’d instructed, but Alice lingered. There was something in her gaze that told him she was going to be difficult. He’d encountered a few difficult women. They acted that way because they really wanted to give him a reason to hit them. And he would be more than happy to oblige her.

“It’s ready,” Janessa said quietly.

“Get in the shower, now,” he replied.

“Yes, sir,” she murmured and slipped in.

Alice lingered. “What are you waiting for?” he asked. “Get in the fucking shower.”

“Make me,” she replied with a small, smug smirk.

He walked up to her and slapped her hard across the face, sending her stumbling back a few steps. “Get in the shower. Now.”

“I told you to make me,” she replied, staring fiercely at him, breathing heavily now.

He walked up to her and wrapped both hands around her throat. She gasped and then he clamped down, then yanked her forwards, so that her face was barely an inch from his. “Get one thing straight, you fucking slut,” he growled, his voice low, “I fucking own you right now. You are nothing but a fuck toy right now. You are a piece of fucking property, you fucking Marine whore. You’re going to do every single fucking thing I tell you, and you’re going to goddamn well like it.” He let go of her with one hand, raising it.

“You don’t. Talk back. To me,” he growled, slapping her hard across the face each time he paused for emphasis.

He let go of her and she gasped, falling back against the wall. “I’m sorry, master,” she said, breathing heavily. “I’ll be a good girl, I promise.”

“You’d fucking better. Now get in the shower,” he said, then he gave her another slap for good measure. He could see that same look in her eyes, and Janessa’s eyes when he glanced over at her, discovering that she’d been staring intently the whole time, that he’d seen in many women’s eyes. In basically every woman he’d done this with: intense lust and satisfaction. They were really getting off on this.

So was he.

He followed Alice into the shower and then shoved her up against the wall. She gasped and cringed slightly away from him. He slipped a hand around the back of her neck and held her firmly in place, then began making out with her and groping one of her big, firm breasts. Goddamn did she have a fantastic rack.

She kissed him back, using her tongue, and he could feel waves of lust coming off of her. She was ready to submit to him. He kept locking lips with her, eventually sliding his hands down to her thick, large ass and groping it, too. It was just as wonderful as he’d hoped it was. They kissed for a bit longer, then he stopped and turned to face Janessa. She was looking really good, petite and pale and beautiful, her black hair wet and down, plastered to her head, her eyes wide. He moved over to her, feeling the water falling onto him, and kissed her.

She tentatively responded. He broke away suddenly and angrily slapped her. “Do it like you fucking mean it, bitch!”

“I’m sorry, master!” she cried.

She started kissing him with more passion, slipping her tongue into his mouth. He ran his hands roughly and greedily over her fit, tight body, groping her breasts and then her tight ass. He was already having visions of her bouncing on his cock, or her beneath him, his hands wrapped around her slim pale neck as he pounded her brains out.

After another moment of kissing, he stepped back. “You two, make out,” he said.

They both nodded and came together. He watched intently as their lips met and the wet, naked women began to passionately make out. He could immediately tell that they were deeply familiar with each other. There was a comfortable intimacy between the two of them, and they looked divine as they twined tongues and groped each other.

“All right,” he said eventually, “on your knees, whores.”

“Yes, master,” they both said, quickly getting down onto their knees before him. He placed his cock between them.

“Lick it,” he said.

They both leaned in, tongues out, and started licking the tip of it. He groaned as pleasure began to spark.

“Oh fuck,” he whispered as they both licked slowly at his cock. Alice reached up and cupped his balls in her hand, then started massaging them gently. Her grasp was hot and wonderful. “That’s it,” he whispered, then placed a hand on the back of Alice’s head. “Suck it now, you fucking stupid whore,” he growled at her.

“Yes, master. I’ll be good, I promise,” she whispered and then took his cock into her mouth. She began to bob her head rapidly, sliding her wonderful lips up and down the rigid length of his cock. He let her suck him off for a good thirty seconds, then pulled his cock from her mouth and pushed it into Janessa’s. She immediately began to service and pleasure him, sucking him off like a professional. He kept going like this, going back and forth between the two fit Marine women, then stopped. “Now lick it. Lick it until I come, you fucking sluts.”

“Yes, master,” they both said and resumed licking his cock.

Between the amazing blowjobs, he was keyed up and he started letting off within twenty seconds. He groaned as Alice reached up, gripped his cock and started jacking him off. She passed his dick back and forth, so that he came all over both their faces, covering them in thick spurts of his seed. Waves of insane bliss roared through him as his seed got all over them, onto their lips and cheeks and foreheads and some in their hair.

Near the end of his orgasm, Alice put it in front of her mouth and started jacking him off directly into it. He moaned as he came into her open mouth. He could see the last of his seed jetting out, gathering on her tongue. When he was finished orgasming, she put his dick into her mouth and sucked as she pulled it out, cleaning it with her lips. He groaned loudly and then leaned heavily against the wall.

“Okay, clean up,” he said.

They both stood and began to clean up.

“Did we do good, master?” Alice asked.

“Very good,” he replied. “But you’ve both been bad, and I need to punish you. Hurry up.”

They both quickly washed off. He took a moment to clean himself up, then, once they were finished, he turned off the water and all three of them dried. So far, this was going fantastically. As soon as they were dry, the trio headed into the bedroom.

“On the bed! Now!” he snapped, giving Janessa a hard shove towards it. She cried out and stumbled, hitting the bed and falling onto it. Alice quickly climbed forward. “Spread your fucking legs, both of you.”

“Yes, master,” Alice said quickly as they laid beside each other, opening their legs for him. Already, he was stiffening, feeling a dark lust coursing furiously through him. He wanted them so bad just then, wanted to fuck the living hell out of them, to dominate them, to abuse them. To use them like whores.

To satisfy their urges.

He penetrated Alice first. Derek was deeply attracted to both of them, but Alice did it for him a bit more. She was tall and fit and tough and had these amazing fucking tits and he wanted to fucking dominate the fuck out of her. She moaned loudly as he settled in between her legs and slid his cock into her. She was extremely wet.

“Oh, master!” she moaned as he started fucking her.

“You like that, you little slut?” he asked.

“Yes! Yes! I love your cock, master!” she screamed.

Her pussy felt like a mainline of bliss. It was so fucking hot and tight, and the way she wrapped her legs around him, the way she writhed against him and the sounds she was making was just rapturous. He fucked her hard for another half minute, then pulled out of her. “Move your fucking legs!” he screamed, slapping her.

“I’m sorry, master, it felt so good...” she moaned.

“Shut up,” he replied, and got off of her, then shifted over to Janessa. She stared up at him submissively, chewing on her lower lip. “You’ve been a bad girl,” he said and then slipped his cock into her.

“No, master!” she moaned as he started screwing her. “No, I’ve been good.”

“Don’t fucking lie to me, bitch!”

He backhanded her, then wrapped one hand around her slim neck and began to choke her. She gasped and grabbed at his wrist. He forced her hands away with his free hand and kept choking her as he pounded her brains out. She twisted and writhed against him. Her pussy felt so fucking fantastic. He groaned loudly as the pleasure burned through him, his body already wanting to push him towards another orgasm.

No, not yet.

He’d already decided: he was going to climax inside of Alice.

But that was later. He kept choking her until he thought she might be close to passing out, stopping only when he felt her start to orgasm. He let go and Janessa sucked in a huge breath and began screaming her way through her orgasm.

“Oh fuck it’s so good!” she shrieked as he fucked her orgasming vagina.

He kept drilling into her until she’d finished coming, then he pulled out of her and switched back over to Alice. “Now I’m going to punish the fuck out of you,” he growled as he shoved his cock back inside of her.

She groaned. “Prove it,” she replied.

“Oh you asked for it,” he said, and then he slapped her twice, very hard, across the face. Deciding to take it a bit further, he made a fist and punched her in the ribs. She cried out and moaned. Well, that seemed to do it.

“I’ll fucking teach you to talk back to me you worthless slut,” he growled and punched her again, harder, in the ribs.

“Master, please!” she cried. He did it again. “I’ll be a good girl!” she moaned.

He gripped her blonde hair by the roots and yanked on it. “Tell me what a slut you are!”

“I’m a slut! I’m such a worthless slut!” she moaned.

“What else?!”

“I’m a stupid bitch,” she groaned and he could tell she was close to coming. “I’m a worthless whore! I’m nothing but a fuck toy for you, master!” she screamed, and that did it, she was coming, she was orgasming like crazy.

He joined her in coming, groaning and grunting as he fucked her and came inside of her. Both of them grunted and writhed against each other as they came together. Pleasure exploded through him as he emptied his seed into her amazing Marine pussy, filling her with it, coming hard inside of her. They both kept moaning and twitching until their orgasms had run their course. After a moment of getting his breath back, he pulled out of her.

“So, how’d I do?” he asked.

“That was just amazing,” Alice said. “Like, I’m honestly surprised as hell.”

“Yeah,” Janessa agreed.

“Why?” he asked.

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but I really thought you were an inexperienced kid playing at BDSM. I mean...you just have that look about you,” Alice replied.

“Kid? How old do you think I am? How old are you?” he asked.

“I’m thirty nine,” Alice replied.

“Thirty two,” Janessa said.

“Wow. Well how old do you think I am?”

“I dunno...twenty four?” Alice replied, Janessa nodding.

“Twenty two,” he replied.

“Nice. So yeah, usually when we go out looking for a guy to satisfy our...cravings, a lot of them don’t go all that hard, surprisingly. I think a lot of them balk and wimp out at the last minute. Especially guys like you. Guys like you just kinda...yell at us a little bit and slap us around some. But you, holy fuck, you went all the way,” Alice said. She rubbed at her ribs. “My ribs are gonna be sore from that. You kicked my ass.”

“Sorry about that,” he replied awkwardly.

“No, it was great! And you were just spot on with the screaming and humiliation. You fucking dominated us,” she said.

“You’re really good at choking,” Janessa added.

“Well...thanks. You two are amazing fucks as well,” he replied, not sure what else to say.

A moment of silence passed between them.

“So...round two?” Alice asked.

Derek grinned. “Get your whore asses up and back in that shower,” he snapped.

CHAPTER 04

It was time to cross another thing off of his fuck list.

He still felt weird about that, but he felt a lot less weird since Anya had told him that pretty much everyone on Desire had one. Right now, he was walking into a strip club. There was one not far from his and Anya’s apartment, just a block away, actually, and he’d seen it a ton of times in passing. As he came in and started looking around, he found himself thinking back to the previous night. He had not gotten a lot of sleep, because he just couldn’t make himself leave Alice and Janessa. They’d had another two longer sex sessions.

He’d finally got home at close to five in the morning, where he’d caught a three hour nap, then had got up, showered, apologized to Anya, (who was very understanding), and had gone to work. Mercifully, it had not been a long or difficult day. He’d gone home and had sex with Anya, who was really into her writing and editing again, so it had really just been a quickie, then he’d accidentally fallen asleep after and woken up feeling bizarre and annoyingly awake, his sleep schedule all fucked up now.

He’d spent some time with Anya, then they’d taken a shower and she suggested that he go wear himself out doing something fun. He’d thought about it and finally, something had come to his mind. Derek had always wanted to have sex with a stripper. It didn’t have nearly the allure it did back when it was in a kind of strange gray area of uncertain legality a long, long time ago. It was common now for strippers to double as escorts, and most clubs had rooms in the back. Despite that, it was just something he’d always fantasized about.

And so that’s what he was going to be doing tonight.

Derek looked around the strip club he’d come to. The left and front walls were lined with stages and poles where a half-dozen different women were dancing. They all looked exceptionally beautiful. He felt unease settle over him. This was so not his environment. He suddenly wondered how exactly he was going to do this. Did he just go up there and sit until one of them approached him? There were other people around.

Maybe this was a stupid idea.

Just as he was considering leaving and going to find a brothel, where it was all way more straightforward, Derek noticed a woman walking towards him. She was wearing little more than the bare minimum, just a black thong and a thin, almost see-through black bra, which stood out in stark contrast to her brilliantly white skin.

Her eyes glowed blue.

“Hello, there,” she said as she came to stand before him.

“Hi,” Derek replied.

“Would you like a dance?” she asked, pointing to some chairs off to the side in a slightly out of the way area.

“Uh...yeah, that’d be good,” he replied awkwardly.

She smiled and stuck her hand. He took it and let her lead him across the room, studying her as they went. She was a xenian, a beautiful, slim woman with bright, honey-blonde hair and shiny, silver nodes of tech studding her arms and legs. He could feel his heart beating harder in his chest and the very beginnings of an erection stirring in his pants. Sometimes he wondered if that was stupid or somehow pathetic, that something as simple as a woman holding his hands was enough to get him going. Granted, that woman was a stripper wearing almost nothing and she was going to give him a lap dance, but still…

Then again, he supposed that he’d rather be very easy to arouse than very difficult to arouse. Being difficult to arouse just seemed frustrating, for everyone involved. So he just enjoyed this fact about himself.

“My name’s Lucy,” the xenian stripper said.

“Derek,” he replied.

“What brings you to Desire?” she asked as she got him to the chair and sat him down in it.

“I, uh, work here, actually.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. I’m a technician. I’ve been here for a little over a month now.”

“I bet you’ve been having a lot of fun.” She began to dance for him, very close but not actually touching him at first.

“Oh yeah, a lot,” he replied, watching her. He could tell immediately that she was skilled and very flexible. “Uh...how long have you been here?”

“A year,” she replied, bending over and showing him her fantastic ass. It had a nice little bit of extra padding to it. She was in extremely good shape. She backed up and sat in his lap, grinding her ass slowly against his crotch. “Someone’s hard,” she said.

“You’re...really attractive,” he replied, trying to focus.

“Thank you. You’re pretty cute yourself.” She straightened up and turned around. Smirking down at him, she said, “I’m getting a certain feeling about you.”

“What kind of feeling?” he replied.

“I think you want to take me into one of the back rooms for a bit of extra special fun...am I right?” she asked.

“I’d really like that,” he replied.

“Okay. Come on. We just gotta make a quick stop for payment. Then we can have fun.”

She pulled him up out of the chair with a strength that surprised him, even though it shouldn’t have. He knew that xenians were much stronger than they appeared. So were dysil, though they tended to have larger builds, especially compared to xenians. He was definitely getting a hard on now, and excited thoughts were jittering through his head. Thoughts of having sex with this beautiful blonde alien named Lucy.

She took him to a door at the back of the building and punched something into a screen built into the wall next to it. “Thumb there,” she said, indicating a part of the screen. He pressed his thumb to it. There was barely a second pause, then fifty credits were deducted from his account. “Okay,” Lucy said, taking his hand again as the door opened, “let’s go.”

They went into a quiet hallway with a half dozen doors on either side. There were outlines to each door that emitted a faint glow, either red or green. He realized, after a few seconds, what they meant. Red was occupied, green was empty. Lucy selected the first green one and opened it up, then took him inside.

“You seem nervous,” she said as he looked around the room. There was a bed, a chair, a small table, and a shower cubicle in one corner.

She closed and locked the door behind them.

“I am,” he replied as she took him and sat him down on the chair.

“Why? You can’t be new to something like this. I mean, you’ve been living here for over a month. You’ve probably had sex like a hundred times already with a few dozen different people,” she said, standing before him.

“I mean, yeah. I have. It’s just...this is all still kind of new to me. I didn’t have much of a sex life before Desire. So I’m just settling into all this.”

“That’s cute,” she said, and leaned forward slightly. “Would you like to undress me?”

“Yeah,” he replied, and reached up, seeing a string sticking out where her bra was tied together. He grabbed it and pulled it slowly. The bra came undone and fell away, now just secured below her breasts.

She had very nice breasts. Beautiful, pale b cups that looked wonderful.

She turned around and had him pull the other string, that finished the job, and the bra fell away from her, onto the soft red carpet.

“Now, the other one,” she said.

He reached out and carefully gripped the thong she was wearing. He could already see her fantastic ass, outlined by the thong, and he revealed all of it, making her nude by pulling the thong down so that it pooled around her ankles. She stepped daintily out of it and then turned around, standing completely naked before him.

He found his eyes drawn down to her pussy, a pink slit between her beautiful pale thighs, tremendously appealing, and he wanted desperately to be inside of her. His erection was straining powerfully against his boxers and pants now.

“Now, we can begin,” she said quietly, and she settled down on top of him, straddling him. Leaning in, she smiled at him, her eyes glowing a sullen blue, and then she leaned in that last little bit and pressed her lips to his.

There was that almost electric pop that occurred when he kissed a brand new woman. She made a small, sexual, happy sound as their lips met. As they began to make out, he slid his hands down the smooth, soft warmth of her back and settled them on the swell of her tight, wonderful ass. Lucy slipped her tongue into his mouth, gently probing and finding his own tongue and twisting them together. She tasted wonderful.

After a bit, she stopped kissing him.

“Okay,” she whispered, smiling seductively at him, her face inches from his own as she stared directly into his eyes, “now it’s time for the next part. Are you okay to let me handle this encounter and take care of you? Or do you want to be in control?” she asked.

“I’m okay with you doing it,” he replied.

“You won’t regret it.”

She kissed him again, a quick peck on the lips, then she got off of him and dropped to her knees. Looking beautiful and tremendously erotic, crouching there naked before him, she quickly and expertly freed his stiff cock from his pants and leaned in. He could feel her hot breath against his skin, making him shiver in anticipation, then stuck her little pink tongue out and started licking slowly across the head.

“Holy fuck yes,” he moaned as pleasure sizzled up his dick and into him, making him twitch again in raw bliss.

Her tongue was wonderful and so very hot and smooth. She dragged it repeatedly, slowly across the head, pressing hard, like she was licking a particularly cold and difficult ice cream cone. Then, with a smooth movement, slipped it into her alien mouth and started sucking him off. He let out his breath in one hard exhalation and sat back further in the chair, watching her work, staring intently as her head bobbed.

He couldn’t stop looking at her beautiful pale face, her bright blue eyes, her lips sliding rapidly up and down the length of his dick.

“You are really good at this,” he whispered.

She made a small sound of affirmation in casual agreement and continued sucking him off, now cradling his balls in one hot hand and beginning to gently massage them. That sent waves of excited, mellow bliss through him. She kept going, working up a nice big mouthful of spit and coating his whole dick in it, then took it out of her mouth.

“Ready for me?” she asked.

“Yes,” he replied immediately.

She smiled. “I can tell.” Lucy stood up and turned around, giving him a great view of her fantastic, pale ass. She reached behind her and gripped his knees, then spread his legs open a bit. She moved back in between his legs and settled herself down into his lap, reaching back and gripping him. She lowered herself onto his erection, both of them gasping as they made contact and he began to slide into her.

And then she was lowering herself down his rigid length, hands on his knees, supporting herself as she moved up and down, inching him into her.

“Mmm, it’s big...” she murmured.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he groaned in response, sitting back in the chair and watching her fuck him. Pleasure, raw and exquisite, burned into him as she worked his dick into her, inch by inch, until her ass was in his lap and he was buried completely inside of her.

And then she was fucking him.

This hot, tight, blonde alien hooker was riding his dick, nothing between them, absolute pleasure beginning to fill him. He watched her tight, pale ass, watched his cock, slick with her saliva and sex juices, disappearing into her over and over again. She was moaning loudly now, going a bit more rapidly up and down his cock.

“You like that?” she asked, breathing heavily. “You fucking like this pussy?”

“Fuck yes,” he groaned. “Holy fuck, you feel so goddamned good, Lucy.”

“Good boy,” she whispered. “Good boy. I’m going to make you fucking come. I’m going to force you to fucking fill my pussy up. I’m going to make you give it all to me. Do you have a girlfriend?” she asked.

“Uh-huh,” he managed.

“You live together?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, right now, I’m your fucking girlfriend, Derek. You got that? Right now, you belong to me. You’re mine. Now fucking come in me, you bad boy,” she almost growled, going really fast now, bouncing and fucking herself furiously with his steel hard cock, “you naughty boy, come inside of me. Fucking fill me up like a fucking whore.”

He reached out suddenly and grabbed her trim hips, then pulled her down into his lap while simultaneously thrusting up into her, making her scream in shocked pleasure. “That’s it!” she screamed as they both felt the first hard twitch of his cock, the first thick, powerful spurt of his seed being ejected into her.

A mushroom cloud of pure bliss erupted within him as he began to orgasm inside of her. He did exactly as she asked, pumping her pussy full of his seed like she was a fucking whore and it felt stunningly wonderful.

And now she was coming too.

He could feel her vagina clenching and releasing, could feel that hot spray of feminine sex juices, even as he came into her. It magnified his own pleasure. He loved orgasming in sync with a woman. He was gripping her hips hard and could feel her grinding her wonderful ass against his lap as they both grunted and moaned in raw rapture together, his fingertips sinking in to her hot, pale flesh. They came and moaned together, each lost in their own universe of pleasure, until their orgasms ramped down, and eventually they came back to themselves.

Lucy fell back against him, his cock popping out of her, and he wrapped his arms around her, holding her. They were both silent, just getting their breaths back, floating in the tranquil sea of post-sex bliss.

“Worth the credits?” she asked.

“More than,” he replied. “That was great.”

“Good.” She paused. “You know, you’ve got a full hour...wanna go again? And then again after that? Cause I’m fucking horny.”

“Yes,” he replied.

She got up off of him and took his hand. “Let’s fuck in the shower next.”

…

Derek rubbed at his eyes as he stood in the artificial waterfall of the shower stall he’d stepped into. The water was wonderfully hot and soothing. It had been a long day. Almost a week had passed since his fun-filled night of pleasure dominating the two Marine women. Last night had been the end of his most recent weekend, and that had been nice. He and Anya had been feeling both introverted and horny, and not just for each other, and had ended up giving Jezzy, Anya’s xenian friend he’d only met once before, a call and learned that she was actually free.

She’d actually been free and had come over and they’d had a very excellent threesome and had hung out and caught up for awhile. She’d spent the night and he’d had sex with both her and Anya this morning. Which he had almost been regretting. He’d gotten to work and found a shitload of jobs flagged for him. He’d been running all over the station for nine hours straight, fixing all sorts of things. Almost all of them were yet again those strange problems that seemed to emerge from nowhere at all. He’d hardly had time to stop for a quick lunch.

Now he wanted to go home and just relax with Anya.

He’d felt a desperate need to shower as soon as he’d gotten off of work, had found the nearest public shower area, stripped down and shoved his uniform, boxers, and socks into a quick washing and drying unit, then had gotten into the shower. There had been no one around again. That seemed to be the case every time he used one of these. Again, Derek lamented that he still hadn’t had the chance to enjoy a hot shower fuck session with a sexy stranger. Then he almost laughed at how far his expectations and frustrations had come.

His life had changed so very much in such a short time.

Derek heard a door open somewhere nearby. His heart rate spiked briefly and he leaned out of the shower stall, poking his head in between the edge of the curtain he’d pulled (more out of habit than anything else, since he was actually beginning to get comfortable with the idea of being naked in front of strangers, since he was doing it so often now) and the wall. He heard the sounds of someone undressing, then bare footsteps.

And then a naked dysil woman stepped into view. She spied him immediately, seemed a little startled by his appearance, then smiled.

“Hi,” she said.

“Hello,” he replied, and suddenly he had no idea how to do this.

There was a moment of awkward silence. The dysil, who was just fucking fantastically beautiful, seemed to come to a quick decision. “Want some company?”

“Enthusiastically yes,” he replied immediately.

She laughed and walked towards him. “Good then. I’ve been looking for a total stranger to shower with for like a week now,” she said.

He stepped back and pulled the curtain open, letting a lot of the warmth and steam out. She slipped in and joined him in the square of enclosed space, which became at once intimate as she pulled the shower curtain closed behind her. Derek moved out of the way, letting her have the shower, and she stepped up to it, washed her face, then turned around and began wetting her hair. He studied her as she got wet.

She had a body type similar to Anya’s. Honestly, similar to most dysil he came across. They all tended to have thicker builds, and that translated in terms of women to very curvaceous and busty and awesomely attractive.

Her skin was a darker orange color than Anya’s, and her horns had been dyed bright pink. Her hair was a vibrant blue color, giving her a surreal appearance. The water rolled down her sweet, curvy orange body, across her full, luscious breasts and wonderfully pink nipples. He looked down lower, at her broad, smooth hips and thick, well-padded thighs and the narrow pink slit in between them. He was already getting a powerful erection.

“I’m Amy,” she said, her eyes still closed, head tilted back.

“Derek,” he replied.

She opened her eyes, favoring him with a beautiful smile, then glanced down. “Well someone is showing their interest,” she said. The smile turned into a smirk and she stepped forward. Gently, she gripped his cock, making him gasp softly as a jolt of anticipatory lust shot through him. “Or am I reading too much into this?” she asked, beginning to massage it.

“I...I’m very interested,” he replied.

“Oh are you now?” she asked softly, leaning in so that her face was barely an inch from his. “How interested?”

“Extremely,” he replied, swallowing. Being in such close proximity to a naked, insanely hot alien woman who was being this overtly sexual was as intimidating as it was exciting.

“Good.”

She kissed him.

Her lips were warm and wet and full and so very soft. Then she wrapped him gently in a hug, pressing his chest against her large, bare, wet breasts and he hugged her back instinctively, then groaned in surprised pleasure as she opened her thighs very slightly, allowing his erect cock to slip in between them, then pressed them back together and began to rub them against each other, stimulating him a great deal.

Amy grinned into the kiss. “You like that?” she murmured, her lips brushing his as she spoke.

“Uh-huh,” he managed, and she kissed him once more. He slipped his hands down the smooth warmth of her back, pausing briefly on her tail, then settling on the thick swell of her huge ass. He began to squeeze it.

“You’re really articulate when you’re horny,” she said.

“Uh-huh,” he repeated.

Here she laughed. “Well, that’s okay. We don’t need to talk.” And she tilted her head and kissed him deeply once more, this time parting his lips with hers and slipping her tongue smoothly in. It was wonderful. He’d gotten used to dysil tongue kissing, given how much he did it with Anya, and that thought sparked a sudden tremor of worried guilt. For a few seconds, it almost felt like he was cheating on her.

He didn’t know why, maybe it was because this was another dysil?

“You okay?” Amy asked, breaking the kiss briefly.

“Yeah, I-fine,” he replied.

“You sure? We can stop if you want. Is it...are you not as into other species?”

“Oh no, not that all. No, it’s not...” he sighed. “It wasn’t you. It was just...sometimes, it’s a lot more rare nowadays, but...I have a girlfriend living here on the station with me. And we’re super open and fuck other people all the time, just sometimes, when I’m by myself and doing stuff like this, occasionally I get kind of like a...”

“A hard slap of guilt?” she asked.

“Yes! Exactly.”

“It’s okay, I know how you feel. I’m actually in a three-way relationship with a xenian guy and a cyvit girl. I know exactly how you feel. That irrational, sudden fear that hits you like electricity when some part of your brain suddenly tells you ‘You’re cheating!’ It’s awful.”

“It is,” he agreed.

“Better now?” He nodded. “Good.”

She resumed kissing him, and he suddenly felt the urge to pleasure her, to hear her moaning loudly in sexual satisfaction, to feel her writhing against him. It was amazing how fast emotions slammed by, coming and going, during sexual encounters.

“Here,” he whispered, after they’d twined tongues and swapped spit for a bit longer, “turn around.”

“Okay...” she replied, letting him turn her slowly around in his grasp, until her back was to his chest.

Derek held this stranger named Amy against him, slowly beginning to kiss the side of her neck while bringing his hands up and groping her huge tits. They were about as big as Anya’s. And, he realized as began to play with her nipples, she was actually taller than Anya by a few inches. Which meant she was a little bit taller than he was.

That was so fucking awesome.

Amy gasped and moaned as he played with her nipples and continued kissing along her neck. She made a much louder sound when he moved his hand down in between her thick thighs and gently slipped a fingertip in between the taut, smooth lips of her vagina, found her clit and began to massage it slowly.

“Oh, fuck yes...” she moaned. “That is just fucking it. Fuck, this is exactly what I need after today.”

“What happened today?” he asked, switching to the other side of her neck, kissing her more.

“Mmm...nothing bad. Just a busy day at work, is all.”

“What do you do?”

“I give massages,” she replied. “Professionally. And, inevitably, almost every single time, I give happy endings for an extra fee. Usually just a quick dick suck or clit lick, but sometimes the full package. What sucked about today was that no one wanted to stick their cock in me. I mostly got chicks, which is fine, I love pussy and boobs just fine, too, but the three guys who came in were too busy and just wanted a quick suck off. Which, again, I’m okay with doing. It’s just that, ugh, I’ve wanted a hard dicking all day long.”

“I can help with that,” he replied.

“Yeah, I bet you can.” She reached down and pulled his finger away from her, then turned around. “You are doing a great job, but I want to come when you come. I love coming at the same time while a guy is inside of me. So how about I get you ready?”

“Okay,” he replied happily.

She got down onto her knees and took his cock into her mouth. Derek groaned as she started bobbing her head, sucking him off like a true professional, her lips rubbing against the head of his cock, causing pleasure to spark within him. Staring down at her exceptionally beautiful face and her horns and her tail sprouting out of her back, swaying back and forth in the waterfall, made him want her.

Made him need her.

She sucked him off for perhaps another thirty seconds before standing back up, apparently sensing his desperation to be inside of her. Turning around, she bent over, placing her hands on the wall and showing him her perfect, thick ass and glistening vagina.

“Put it in me,” she said, her voice husky and thick with lust.

He responded by doing exactly that, stepping up to her, gripping his cock and placing the head of it at the entrance to her alien pussy. They both moaned loudly in sexual unity as he pushed his way into her tight, wet perfection. Derek gripped her hips firmly, sinking his fingertips into her soft, hot flesh, and started pushing his way into her, going in a little deeper with each thrust, until he was buried completely within her, his hips meeting her fat ass.

“Oh fuck yes...” she almost growled in intense satisfaction. “That is so what the fuck I needed. I’ve been so horny-oh fuck yes!” she shrieked as he started drilling her. The sexual gratification and perfect bliss immediately began spiraling into him as he slid rapidly in and out of her hot alien pussy, satisfying himself within her, his cock throbbing in response to intense pleasure. The sound of their skin slapping together filled the enclosed space.

“That’s it! Fuck me! Fuck me like a slut!” she screamed, pushing back against him.

He pushed her down a little further and she moaned loudly as he fucked her. Her vagina was amazing, a thing of pure perfect pleasure. This was exactly what he needed too. Fucking this hot stranger in a public shower was exactly what he’d hoped for. As he kept drilling into her, he suddenly heard a new voice.

“Oh my God, can I watch you two fuck?”

It was a woman’s voice, coming from just behind the shower curtain.

“Well?” he asked as he kept pumping his cock into Amy.

“Yes!” she cried.

“Come in,” Derek said, a fresh wave of excitement coursing through him. He glanced over his shoulder as the curtain was pulled open. A hot, big-breasted, dark-haired xenian woman came in, quickly closing it behind her.

“Holy shit, you two are so fucking hot,” she said as she slid quickly to the side of them, no doubt getting the best view.

“Thanks,” Amy replied, then cried out as he hit a sensitive spot.

The mystery xenian, who was seriously fucking hot herself, sat down on a waist-high shelf on her side of the shower stall, opened her legs and began to masturbate, rubbing her clit vigorously. Derek couldn’t believe something like this was happening. Two strangers? Two seriously hot women? He wondered if he could fuck her, too.

But he had to satisfy Amy first, had to get her off, finish her off. And she’d wanted him to come inside of her, come with her at the same time.

“I’m gonna...I’m gonna...oh it’s so good...” Amy moaned.

“You gonna come?” he asked.

“Yes!”

“Okay, go!”

Reaching down beneath her, he got two handfuls of her huge, perfect tits. Already hovering at the edge of orgasm, it didn’t take much to push him over it. He glanced briefly over at the beauty xenian woman, already wet and so fucking hot, now fucking herself with two of her fingers as well as rubbing her clit, masturbating furiously, and that was it. Perhaps one second before he started to let off, Amy began to orgasm, and he cried out as he felt a hot spray of feminine sex juices escape her, felt her muscles constrict tightly around him.

And then he was coming along with her, pumping her full of his seed, spilling thick gobs of it in hard contractions into her alien vagina.

They came and writhed and panted and moaned together.

When it was over, he pulled out of her and she sat down heavily beside the mysterious xenian lady. He was extremely happy to find that he wasn’t losing his erection, that he was still very horny, and he turned his intense gaze on the xenian.

“Wanna ride too?” he asked.

“Holy fuck yes. Fuck me up against the wall,” she replied, immediately standing up. She jumped onto him and he grabbed her, gripping her tight ass as she wrapped her arms and legs around him, and he pushed her up against the wall right next to Amy.

“Shit, Amy, some help?” he asked, as his arms were currently engaged in holding her and hers were likewise engaged.

“Yep,” Amy replied, gripping his dick, which was still slick with her saliva and pussy juices, and aimed it up into the xenian’s pussy.

They both moaned loudly as he penetrated her as well.

“Holy fuck, you are tight,” he groaned.

“Perks of being smaller than everyone else,” she replied, then gasped and screamed as he pushed his way completely inside of her.

This was unreal, a fantasy, a dream of pure perfection.

“Fuck, this is fantastic,” she moaned as he held her up against the wall and started pushing up into her rapidly. “I haven’t had human in over a month.”

“You like human?” he asked, resting his forehead against hers.

“I do, a lot,” she replied, and kissed him.

He kissed her back, pressing his lips to hers, surprised at his own endurance. He really wouldn’t have assumed that he had it in him to do a back to back fuck session like this. But these two women were so fucking hot, and so was the situation. Fucking complete strangers in a public shower was a bigger fantasy of his than he’d previously thought.

“Would you rub my clit?” the xenian asked, looking over at Amy.

“Sure,” Amy replied, scooting closer and then reaching in between them. Derek looked down between the two of them, watching his cock disappear into her tight pale pussy over and over again, and watching as Anya’s dark orange finger found the xenian’s clit and began to work it skillfully. She let out a long moan.

“Oh yes yes yesyesyesyes! YES!” she screamed. Between getting fucked and getting fingered, they had her coming hard almost right away. Derek didn’t try to hold back, instead focusing on the pleasure, wanting to come with her, too. He loved coming in tandem with women. He grunted and moaned as he started coming, his cock kicking hard and spitting what was left of his seed out into her hot, tight pussy.

Both of them moaned and trembled and twitched together as his hips jerked forward, pushing himself up into her again and again as he laid heavily against her and the wall, (which was thankfully comfortably padded). When they were finished, they were breathing heavily, and he knew that he was done, at least for a few hours.

“Whew...that was great,” the xenian said, and he pulled out of her and let her down carefully. She gave him a kiss. “Thank you.”

“Thank you,” he replied with feeling. “You are...you both are amazingly beautiful and wonderful at sex.”

“Wanna hang out?” Amy asked. “I wouldn’t mind some company.”

“Normally I’d say yes, but I want to get back home to my girlfriend,” Derek replied.

“Fair enough,” Amy said.

“I’ve got nothing going on,” the xenian offered.

Derek took the opportunity to wash up for real, soaping himself up and then washing off. He then thanked and kissed both women once more and slipped out. As he headed for the towels, his Link chimed subtly. He grabbed a towel and began drying off, activating his Link and checking the update. It was a message.

Hey handsome, you’ve been looking really good lately. I wish we could meet.

He frowned, feeling a small chill move through him. Under normal circumstances, a message like this would excite him, but these definitely weren’t normal circumstances. This was the fourth message of this kind that he’d gotten just recently. The problem wasn’t just the message itself, which was kind of creepy enough as it was, because it implied heavily that whoever it was was watching him without his knowing it, but that he didn’t know where they were coming from. There was no name tied to the message, no kind of identification at all.

Which should have been impossible.

It should have been more so given his technical knowledge. Not that he knew everything, or even a great deal, but he knew a few tricks to get into the data, and everything had ended flatly in a void. The messages seemed to be coming literally from nowhere. The first one he’d initially took as spam. It was rare on Desire, but not unheard of. The second time he’d responded, as he hadn’t connected it to the original, because it seemed different, differently written. But there had been no response back. The third message was when he’d started to get kind of suspicious and started digging. And now it was continuing.

Where were they coming from?

Who was sending them?

It was something that was bugging him. He was going to have to further investigate the situation. Derek dressed and began heading home.

…

“Hello, dear,” Anya said as he came in. He found her lounging on the couch, smoking some weed and watching something. She paused it as he came in.

“Hey,” he replied, closing the door and coming to sit with her.

“You okay?”

“Yeah. Just...a little worried.”

She sat up. “What about?” He gave her a quick rundown of the messages he’d been getting. “That...is pretty weird. And creepy,” she said after digesting the information, frowning and mulling over it.

“I’m not entirely sure who to go to about it. I mean, maybe security, but that seems kind of extreme. I don’t want to jump right to that option.”

“What about Naomi?” Anya suggested.

“That’s a great idea, actually. Why didn’t I think of that? I guess it’s because I haven’t really seen her for awhile. Actually...” he paused, thinking about it, “I haven’t seen her in like...two weeks, now that I think about it. Huh.”

“Well, it shouldn’t be too hard to track her down. It’s probably nothing,” Anya replied, reaching out and taking his hand. “Try not to worry. Desire is a pretty secure place. Now...” she said, and he could hear her switching gears, a new tone creeping into her voice, “you got laid. I can tell. What happened?” she asked.

He laughed. “I don’t know how you can fucking tell, I had a shower...whatever. I was taking a shower at one of the public places, and this fucking smoking hot dysil walks in and asks to join me, and pretty soon we were fucking like crazy. I bent her over and fucked her brains out.”

“Did she have great tits? Most dysil do,” Anya replied.

“Amazing. And a big ass,” he said. “And then, while I’m in the middle of making her scream, a xenian chick shows up and asks to watch. We said yeah and she came in and watched until we’d both come. Then I was still so fucking horned up that I asked her if she wanted to fuck, and she did, so we fucked like crazy too.”

“Did you ruin that pussy?” Anya asked.

“I fucking destroyed her up against the wall,” he replied.

“Fuck, that’s so awesome...I went into a writing frenzy today because I finally sort of hit the home stretch of my book. I just wrapped it up like half an hour ago, so I was thinking about celebrating. And there was something I wanted to do. Something we haven’t had a chance to do yet. And I need your okay with it,” she said.

“All right...what is it?” he replied.

She smirked. “I’ve got Juliet on standby. Basically, I want Juliet to come over, and I want you to abuse the fuck out of both of us, and we film it all. I’ve never done that before, never gotten it filmed before. I mean, like, outside of porn. And even then, it was rare I was getting abused in porn. Actually, I did a lot where I was on the dom side of things. So, would you be okay with this? I’ve got the cameras set up and everything.”

“This sounds really hot,” he replied. “Although I think I’ll need a little bit of break after, you know, fucking those two women.”

Anya laughed. “Fair enough. I’ll let Juliet know she can take her time in getting over here. In the meantime, let’s just relax.”

He nodded. “Sounds like a great idea.

They laid down together on the couch and, after Anya had sent the message, she turned back on the cartoon she was watching and they began passing the blunt back and forth.

…

He managed to get about an hour and a half break before it was time to start having sex again. Not that he was complaining. He had more stamina than he used to, and given how insanely hot both Anya and Juliet were, it didn’t take a great deal of time for him to get it up again. They smoked a bit more and watched three more episodes of the cartoon. By the time the most recent show was coming to a close, he was getting horny, and it was Anya’s fault. She’d taken off her shirt and then her bra and finally her sweatpants, wearing only her panties, and she kept teasing his cock with her tail, gently caressing it through his pants with the tail’s tip.

He was hard and horny when Juliet buzzed at the door.

“I’ll get it,” Derek said, almost bounding up off the couch.

“Eager?” Anya asked.

“You know I’m eager,” he replied. “You got me horny with your whorish ways.”

“Is that such a bad thing, to be a whore?” Anya asked.

“Not at all.”

He opened the door. Juliet stood there, looking radiant and beautiful and excited. She was wearing a simple blue dress that was doing a hell of a lot to show off her amazing figure. Her red hair was down and loose, framing her beautifully pale face.

“I’m so excited about this,” she said as he let her in. “I mean, we’ve done stuff like this before, but you haven’t really cut loose.”

“Oh, is that what you’re looking for?” he asked.

“Yes,” Anya said, and he turned around to look at her. She’d since gotten up from the couch and had moved deeper into the apartment. He saw her disappearing into their bedroom.

“Let’s go,” he said, grabbing Juliet’s wrist and guiding her back. He heard her take a sharp breath in what must have been excitement. “I’m going to abuse the fuck out of you, if that’s what you’ve come here for.”

“I really have,” she replied. “I want you to fucking destroy me.”

“Same,” Anya said from the bedroom.

He pulled Juliet into the bedroom and saw Anya fiddling with not one but two cameras on tripods, one at the end of the bed, the other to its side.

“Nice,” Juliet said. “I so want a copy of this.”

“Don’t worry, you’ll get it,” Anya replied. She turned to face Derek. “Now honey, Juliet wants to be cuffed, hands behind her back for this one, and I want to be gagged. We’ve got the tools of the trade right here,” she said, pointing to the nightstand, which she’d cleared off and placed a tube of lube, two pairs of cuffs, and a ball gag. He could already feel his arousal kicking up another notch.

“Can we start?” he asked.

Anya smirked. “Yep. Gimme a second.” She went quickly to both cameras, turning them on. “Okay, we’re rolling. Go crazy.”

Derek got right to it. He already knew both their safe words.

“Take your fucking clothes off and get on the fucking bed,” he said as he took off his shirt and began undoing his pants.

“Wait...I changed my mind,” Juliet said suddenly. “I don’t want to do this.”

“I don’t give a shit,” he replied, quickly getting his boxers off. As soon as he got naked, Juliet started trying to leave. He grabbed her easily, turned her around and shoved her towards the bed. “Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” he snapped.

“Please, just let me go...” Juliet moaned, trying to get back up.

“Shut the fuck up,” he growled, walking towards them. Anya began to try to leave as well and he was rougher with her, wrapping his hand around her throat, causing her to gag harshly, and practically choke-slamming her onto the bed. “I said get your fucking clothes off and get on the goddamned bed! Fucking do as you’re told!” he screamed at them.

“Please, please don’t-” Juliet began.

He slapped her across the face. “Shut the fuck up! Take your fucking clothes off!”

“Okay!” she cried, cringing away from him.

“Please, let us go,” Anya begged. “Please.”

He sighed in frustration and came at her, grabbing her panties and literally ripping them off her broad hips, then he angrily climbed on top of her, again gripping her throat. “Fucking told you to get your clothes off, goddamnit, listen to me!” he roared, and slapped her three times across the face as hard as he could. “You fucking alien bitches never fucking listen!”

She moaned and squirmed away from him, so he punched her in the eye. She cried out and stopped trying to move. Derek looked over at Juliet, who was almost naked now. “Clothes! Now!” he screamed, and raised his hand.

She cried out and quickly finished stripping.

“Now,” he said, getting up off of Anya, “since you two are going to be difficult, I’m going to give you a little bit of help in acting like the fucking worthless whores you really are.” He grabbed the cuffs and shoved Juliet onto the bed.

“No! Don’t!” she screamed.

“If you don’t shut up, I’m going to hit you so fucking hard,” he growled, grabbing her wrist and slapping the cuff on it.

“Please,” she begged, “please don’t!”

“I fucking warned you,” he said, then cuffed her second wrist, so that her hands were cuffed behind her back. He rolled her over and punched her in the ribs, then backhanded her hard. She screamed and moaned. “I fucking warned you!” he screamed.

Anya got up off the bed suddenly. He let out a frustrated yell, falling more easily into character than he had before, and leaped up after her. He wrapped his arms around her and flung her around, throwing her onto the bed, and onto Juliet, both women crying out.

“You are really going to get it now,” he growled, stalking forward. He snagged the second pair of handcuffs and all but leaped onto Anya as she rolled off of Juliet, trying to get away. He slapped her as hard as he could twice across the face, then grabbed one wrist and slapped the cuffs onto it. From there, he cuffed her to the headboard.

“Don’t!” she cried, trying to ward him off with her other hand. He grabbed it and forced it away, then got on top of her and shoved his cock into her mouth. He began violently fucking her in the mouth. “You stupid worthless fuck toy,” he growled angrily at her. “You fucking alien bitch. I’ll fucking teach you to disobey me. I’m going to make you regret that. I’m going to punish the absolute fuck out of you.” He looked over at Juliet, reached out and grabbed her hair, then yanked. “And you!” he yelled as she cried out, “You’ve been bad too!”

“No! I haven’t!” she moaned.

“Don’t lie to me.”

He kept shoving his cock down Anya’s throat, more turned on than he’d been in awhile, or so it felt just then, and then finally pulled it out. She began coughing and gasping for breath. He got off of her and sat down between them, then grabbed Juliet and maneuvered her until her head was over his cock. Holding her head tightly in his hands, he forced his dick into her mouth.

“Suck it!” he screamed at her. “Suck it or I’m going to fucking hurt you so bad.”

She moaned and began sucking. He furiously began moving her head up and down. Gripping her skull, feeling her red hair against his skin, he pulled her rapidly up and down, feeling his cock hitting the back of her throat. He hoped he wasn’t actually hurting her. Well...hurting her in a way that she didn’t get off on.

Derek kept it up for a bit longer, then pulled her up and off of him, shoving her to the side of the bed. It was time for the next part, the awesome part.

“Now,” he said as he climbed on top of Anya, “it’s time for your punishment. Open your legs.” She moaned and shook her head, keeping them squeezed shut. “Spread your fucking legs!” he screamed at her.

“No! Let me go!” she cried.

He sighed and fit his hands in between her thick thighs. “You’re just making it worse on yourself. Now I have to punish you even harder,” he said, forcing her thighs open. She tried to keep them shut, and damn was she strong, but he knew she wasn’t using her full strength. Because if she was, he wouldn’t be able to get them open. Once he’d forced her legs open, he looked at Juliet. “Get over here! Lay on her leg!” he screamed.

She hurried, squirming as quick as she could, hands still bound firmly behind her back, and got on top of Anya’s leg, holding it in place and laying her head on her hip. Perfect. Derek laid down on top of Anya, in between her thick orange thighs.

“Now,” he said as he laid the head of his cock at the entrance of her alien pussy. He could feel the raw heating coming off of her. “Time for your punishment.”

“Don’t put it in me,” she moaned. “Don’t you fucking put it-ah!” She screamed as he shoved his cock into her.

“Fuck you!” she screamed, and he punched her in the ribs, causing her to yell again in pain.

Derek grabbed her face. “Keep mouthing off, keep making it worse, please,” he growled at her, then he hit her in the eye and slapped her twice. Anya moaned as he kept slamming into her. He began to go really hard, slamming into her hips with his own, forcing his cock deep inside of her over and over again. The headboard began banging loudly against the wall. Derek remembered Anya once telling him, during a session like this, ‘Fuck me like you hate me.’ Which he thought pretty much summed up these sessions nicely.

“Stop!” she screamed suddenly. “Stop! Get it out of me you piece of shit!”

“All right, that’s it,” Derek said, and he almost didn’t punch her in the mouth, because he thought it might be too much, but he’d done it before and she’d liked it then, so he socked her in the mouth, making her cry out again, and got up, pulling out of her. Reaching over Juliet, he grabbed the ball-gag and came back, then quickly fit it over Anya’s mouth.

“Quit moving!” he snapped as she tried to get it on. He managed to get it securely around her head, effectively gagging her, and then laid back down on top of her and shoved his cock in. “And now, I’m going to punish you, you fucking whore.”

He hit her three times in a row, almost as hard as he could, in her ribs. He knew she really liked that, and he didn’t really have to worry about seriously injuring her, because dysil bones were denser. Honestly, it hurt him, but he did get off on it almost as much as she did. “Fucking take it, you alien slut,” he growled as he pounded her brains out. The sex felt incredible, pleasure burning into him and dark excitement filling him.

Derek pulled out suddenly and grabbed Juliet’s head. “Suck, bitch!” he screamed, and then shoved his cock into her mouth. She obeyed immediately, submissively sucking his cock, and that just felt amazing, too. He let her do it for a bit longer, then went back to fucking Anya’s pussy, slapping her several more times, and then switched back and forth between her vagina and Juliet’s mouth a few more times.

“I told you I was going to punish you,” Derek said, taking Anya’s nipple between his fingers. Her eyes widened and she began shaking her head. “You don’t want me to? Well, you should have fucking thought about that before you acted like a fucking bitch.” He pinched her nipple hard and twisted it, and she let out a muffled scream, bucking against him. He did it again to her other nipple and she began to orgasm.

Fuck, her orgasms were hot.

“I knew you liked it you stupid fucking whore,” he said as he fucked her climaxing vagina. He wanted to come in her, but he wanted to come inside of Juliet more. So he kept going until she was done, then pulled out of her and got up.

“Eat!” he snapped, shoving Juliet’s face into Anya’s crotch and pulling her violently over, so that she was laying on her stomach in between Anya’s thighs. “Lick her fucking pussy, you stupid bitch,” he growled as he laid down against her.

“Okay, please don’t hurt me,” she moaned, and Anya groaned as she went to work.

“Shut the fuck up,” Derek replied, slapping her huge white ass hard before penetrating her, shoving his cock into her pussy from behind, making her scream. Holding himself up, Derek stared down at her huge pale ass, watching his cock disappear into her rapidly. The view and the feeling were tremendously satisfying, sexual gratification filling him, pushing him closer to an orgasm. But he wasn’t done yet.

He hadn’t abused Juliet enough.

She’d be pissed if he stopped now.

So he fucked her brains out while forcing her to eat out Anya for another few minutes, then pulled out and flipped her over onto her back, grabbing her legs and forcing them open. “You fucking bitch,” he growled as he got in between them and shoved his cock back into her. She stared up at him, her eyes wide, chest heaving as she gasped for breath, considerably breasts jiggling nicely. He slapped her twice across the face.

“No, please! I’ve been good!” she moaned.

“Shut up,” he replied, and wrapped his hands around her throat.

She moaned as he started squeezing, cutting her air off, choking her. She twitched and jerked against him, letting out a choked sound of pleasure, and he kept the pressure on, squeezing and squeezing as he continued furiously fucking her, the pleasure mounting. He let her go and she sucked in a huge breath and began to come. Groaning and twitching, she came all over his dick, and he started coming along with her, spraying his seed all over her insides as he blew his load. He grunted, hips still jerking as he climaxed inside of her, pleasure overwhelming him in powerful waves. He kept going and going and going until there was nothing left to give.

And then there was just the three of them, laying against each other, breathing heavily, slicked with sweat.

“How was that?” he asked.

“Fucking stunning,” Anya replied.

“Uh-huh,” Juliet agreed weakly. “God, I missed you two. This was a fantastic reunion…do you think you could undo me? This is getting uncomfortable.”

“Oh yeah, sure,” he replied, getting off of her. He rolled her over and undid the cuffs.

“Thanks,” she said, sitting up, rubbing at her wrists, then at her throat. “Oh wow, you were really laying on the pressure. You’ve never choked me that hard before.”

“Was it too much?” he asked as he released Anya.

“No, no way!” she replied. “It was a lot closer to what I wanted.” She smirked suddenly. “God, to think that this is what that cute guy on the shuttle who had trouble slapping me a little bit. You’ve come a really long way.”

“I suppose so,” he replied.

“He had a great teacher,” Anya replied, grinning.

His Link chimed again. He sighed and opened it up.

“What’s wrong?” Juliet asked.

“Message on my Link,” he replied.

“Why’s that bad?”

“He’s getting creepy messages from someone unknown,” Anya replied uncomfortably.

“How? That shouldn’t be possible,” Juliet said, frowning.

“Not sure. I’m working on it, but this one is from someone I know,” he replied, smiling broadly as he read the message.

“Oh yeah? Who?” Anya asked. “Must be a real pretty girl to get you smiling like that.”

“Jealous?” Juliet asked.

“Nope.”

“It’s Venus,” he said.

“Venus?! Holy shit, now I’m jealous,” Juliet muttered. “I’ve only met her once. She eats pussy like a fucking goddess.”

“She sure does,” Anya said, grinning. “What’s she want?”

“She wants me to visit her tomorrow after work for what she calls ‘a rare pleasure’.”

“Wonder what that means,” Juliet murmured.

“It means Derek is gonna blow the biggest load ever, I’m sure.” Anya sat up and stretched. “Well, she gets you tomorrow, but we get you tonight. I’m not done.”

“Me neither,” Juliet said, staring intently at him. “You have a lot more abusing to do.”

“Shut up, get up,” Derek replied, reaching out and grabbing her face. “Get in the fucking shower and clean up, you worthless, filthy fucking whore.”

“Yes, sir,” she whispered, quickly getting up.

He shifted to Anya. “You too.”

She offered him a small smirk. “Make me.”

Derek made her.

…

He had to admit, he was nervous.

He’d only ever met Venus, the billionaire genius who founded, owned, and basically ran Desire, once. When she’d hired him. And they’d had sex then. Amazing, bareback sex to seal the deal. She’d send him a few messages since then, asking how he was doing, how he was settling in, and making sure he was treating Anya right, given their friendship. The last message had been a little under a month ago. The fact that she was asking him to see her, at her personal home no less, was a pretty big deal. He’d always wanted to see her again, but knew that she was ridiculously busy. He’d made sure to shower fast right after work and then head straight there.

He was interested to see where she lived.

And he was here now. He’d gotten off the tram a few minutes ago, making his way into a really upscale part of the station. And considering that the whole station was upscale, he was impressed. It looked like an actual neighborhood on a planet. There were houses with front lawns, trees, and plants as well. Flower gardens. It looked real. Venus had told him to just walk into her house. That made him uncomfortable, but…

Well, it’s what she wanted.

He walked up to the front door and hit the access button. It opened up. He walked inside, closing the door behind him and looking around. She had a really nice, if sparse, home. He looked right and saw a living room, a huge L-shaped couch, a cut crystal coffee table, a huge screen built into the wall. Left was a kitchen decked out with all sorts of high-tech food-making machinery. He moved down the hallway ahead of him.

“Uh, Venus? I’m here,” he said.

“Come to me,” Venus replied from somewhere deeper within. She sounded incredibly seductive and erotic.

He hurried forward and passed a bathroom, an office, a gym, and finally came to her bedroom. It was fairly large, mostly dominated by a huge bed in its center. Derek slowly walked into the room, staring at the bed.

Venus was on it.

She was completely naked, and laid out spread-eagle. Both of her legs and one arm were fixed to the bedposts with cuffs and rope.

“If you can take care of my other arm, you can...use me, however you see fit, Derek,” Venus said, smiling at him.

He hesitated for just a second, then hurried forward. He thought that maybe he’d had his fill of BDSM and rough sex after last night, as they’d had another two fuck sessions after that first one, (Anya had a noticeable black eye, and Juliet had a split lip and a lot of bruises, which he still felt bad about, but they both had told him it was fine, more than worth it), but apparently not. He was already getting hard, already thinking about all the things he wanted to do to Venus. He studied her intently as he walked closer.

Venus was a kai, an extremely rare race. There were perhaps two thousand of them at any given time in the galaxy at large. The rest of their race lived in their home system and almost none left, as they were xenophobic. As a result, kai were sought after, most of them were celebrities of one sort or another. It probably helped that they had an exotic, almost ethereal beauty to them. They tended to be tall, averaging maybe six foot three or four and had either light blue, purple, or light red skin. Venus, as she called herself, was a visage of alien beauty.

She was tall and trim, a few inches taller than he was. Her blood red hair was spread out around her head and her eyes, golden and glittering, tracked his movements excitedly. Her light blue skin was flawless and beautiful. Her high, firm breasts looked fantastic, as did her trim, athletic thighs. “You should consider yourself extremely lucky, Derek,” she said as he grabber her wrist and cuffed it into place.

“Oh believe me, I do,” he responded with feeling as he began to strip.

“It’s so very rare that I allow anyone to do something like this to me, to use and abuse me. It’s even rarer that I allow men to. You are one of now one dozen men in my entire life who I’ve allowed to use me like a fuck toy, to hit me and choke me and scream at me, to demean and humiliate me. Part of the reason is that I don’t often feel the urge. I’ll get the submissive craving perhaps once every six months or so, sometimes a whole year or more will go by. But I am very in the mood, and you were on my mind, and the thought of you using and abusing me gets me extremely wet,” she said, staring at him still with those golden eyes.

“It gets me seriously hard,” he replied, pulling his boxers down.

“I can see that,” Venus replied, grinning. “Now Derek,” she said as he climbed onto her, making him pause, “one thing. My safe word. It is supernova. Do you understand?”

“I understand,” he replied.

“Good. Then use me like a fuck toy. Don’t hold back.”

“Oh I won’t you stupid fucking whore,” he replied, and he slapped her hard across the face.

She cried out. “Don’t! Stop!” she moaned.

“Shut up,” he replied, laying down and beginning to kiss and grope her roughly. He still couldn’t believe he was getting to do this with her. He shoved his tongue into her mouth as he groped her breasts roughly. She resisted him, trying to turn away from him, so he grabbed her jaw and forced her to face him. Abruptly, he pulled away and slapped her. “Stop!” he snapped.

“Please, I’ll give you money, I’ll give you whatever you want, just let me go...” she moaned, continuing to struggle against the bonds.

“The only thing I want is this,” he replied, and got on top of her, straddling her and shoving his cock into her mouth.

She groaned and gagged as he violently fucked her mouth, placing both hands on her head and slamming his cock into her roughly. She let out muffled cries as he did this. It felt great, the pleasure burning into him, the dark excitement of doing this more powerful than usual. He had to stop after just half a minute or he was going to blow off in her mouth.

“Please!” she cried, coughing. “Don’t do this!”

“God, just shut the fuck up,” he growled, slapping her again, the sound loud in her bedroom. She cried out, cringing away from him. “You fucking whores talk so fucking much,” he said as he got down in between her legs, which she was trying to close, but the ropes kept her firmly in place. She couldn’t protect herself at all.

He shoved his cock into her stunningly perfect alien vagina, groaning at the intense sexual gratification and ecstatic rapture as he penetrated her. She cried out, screaming as he started fucking her. Derek started going hard, really slamming into her, pound her fucking brains out. He slapped a hand over her mouth and the sounds she made, the muffled screams, sounded darkly erotic. “I’m going to fucking punish you,” he growled, and wrapped both of his hands around her slim light blue neck. She gasped.

“No! Please!” she begged. “Please, don’t!” She was crying now.

That made him hesitate, but only slightly. The crying always kind of threw him off, because it really made him feel like shit, making his partner cry. But they were always acting, it wasn’t real. He had to keep reminding himself of that fact. Derek kept choking her with one hand and used the other to slap her several times across the face, then backhand her. She was struggling more violently now. He kept choking her, feeling her body reacting, feeling her getting closer and closer to an orgasm. He really wanted this to last longer but…

But fuck it felt so fucking good!

Her vagina felt different from any of the other women he’d slept with. It was hard to explain except to say that it just felt better, the pleasure was just amazing. And getting to do something like this with her…

She started coming. He let go of her neck and Venus began to scream in ecstasy. He cried out as he started coming inside of her, joining her in rapturous bliss as wave upon wave of pleasure rolled through him. He squirted out his seed into her, pumping her pussy full of it one hard contraction at a time, filling her, caught in the pure sexual satisfaction of orgasming at the same time as his lover, of shooting his load into her.

Slowly, they came down from their orgasms. When they were done, he found himself laying against her.

Derek pushed himself up, looking down at her. “You okay?” he asked.

“Sure am,” she replied, she had her eyes closed, a look of focus on her face, as though she were savoring something particularly good. She took a deep breath and let it slowly, then opened her eyes. “I’m great. That was deeply satisfying.”

“Sure was,” he agreed, and he began to help her get out of her bindings. As he did, a thought occurred to him. “Venus...” he said.

“Yes?”

“I need a favor.”

“I’m a very busy woman, Derek...but I’ll see what I can do. What is it?” He quickly explained to her about the messages. By the time he was done, she was out of her bindings and was sitting up, looking disturbed.

“That should not be possible,” she murmured quietly. “Yes, I’m going to help you with this Derek. Will you permit me and my technical staff access to your account?”

“Yeah, sure,” he replied.

“Thank you. Don’t worry, Derek. We’ll figure this out. Now, will you shower with me?”

“I certainly will,” he replied, and followed her into the bathroom.

CHAPTER 05

Derek was frustrated and irate.

He was walking through the thoroughfares of Desire. In the past few days, he’d basically just been trying to live his life. He’d initially felt a lot better, handing his strange problem over to Venus and her tech team. They had gotten into his profile and were hunting. He tried to put it out of his mind, because he knew there wasn’t really anything he could do at this point, and get on with his life. He’d gotten a few more messages, and then, yesterday, they’d just stopped. And he hadn’t gotten another since.

Initially, he thought they’d discovered the problem, who was doing it, but then he noticed another surge in jobs he was getting. They had him busy, harried, and overworked. Normally he wouldn’t mind, but the list of jobs he was getting was ridiculous, and he couldn’t seem to actually get through to anyone above him. He still hadn’t been able to contact Naomi, who was still technically his supervisor. He’d sent her a few messages, but they’d gone unanswered. Stranger still, whenever he stopped by his actual place of work, no one seemed to be available. Either no one was around or they were too busy with their own works.

And that wasn’t even the weirdest part.

He hadn’t had sex with anyone but Anya since his encounter with Venus. Derek hadn’t even put together that something strange was going on until earlier today. He’d just gotten off of work and he’d caught the attention of a hot cyvit tourist and they’d started talking and flirting and he’d just about gotten to inviting her back to his apartment when she suddenly got a message that there had been some kind of problem with a payment she’d made earlier and would she please come deal with that problem immediately.

She’d apologized and given him her contact information, and had hurried off.

Derek had almost brushed it off, but watching her hurry away upset him more than it should have. And as he’d begun heading back home, taking the long way there instead of the tram, he’d realized, suddenly, that he wasn’t angry at her, or even at the situation that had called her away. He was angry because this was like the tenth time he’d gotten cock-blocked by a seemingly random event. And that thought had sparked others.

Seemingly random events.

And he’d thought back through the past several days. There had been the time he’d tried to get into the cyvit brothel, but there’d been a malfunction with the fire alarm that had shut the brothel down for awhile. Then there’d been that time he’d caught sight of a beautiful woman he intended to talk with, see if she was interested in sex, but the door leading out of the restaurant he’d been in had mysteriously malfunctioned, closing and locking for maybe two minutes before he got it open. By the time he had, she was gone.

He’d tried to hit up a strip club, but there had been a large malfunction with their thumbprint readers.

It was almost like the station itself, like Desire, was trying to keep him from getting laid. All the jobs he’d been doing, it was like someone was trying to keep him busy and distracted. But what in the actual fuck did that mean? Was someone screwing with him? At this point, he wasn’t considering malfunctions or random chance anymore. There had to be some kind of sentient force behind this, some kind of intelligence.

But who? How? Why?

Why him of all people?

It didn’t make any sense, and so far Venus’s tech team hadn’t come up with anything yet. They had promised to call him as soon as they found anything. He’d gone home after working all day maybe an hour ago, stressed out and frustrated, and had just wanted to fuck Anya. But for once in a blue moon, she actually didn’t want to have sex. Or more to the point, she was too pissed off and worried to have sex.

She was having tech troubles of her own.

Her files had gone missing. The novel she’d been working on. The rewrites she’d been doing. The short stories.

They were just gone from her hard drive and cloud storage. She was obviously freaking out and he’d done what he could to help her, but after nearly forty minutes of hunting, he couldn’t find anything either. In the end, they both started of kind of bugging each other, since they were both in volatile moods, and Anya wanted to keep looking for her missing work. Finally, he’d decided to go out and try to blow off some steam, and she said she’d join him as soon as she had something, anything, any kind of clue about her work.

She was just getting into touch with another technician who was a lot more knowledgeable at the inner workings of Desire when he’d been leaving the apartment. After a shower, he’d wished her luck, kissed her, and then headed out.

He’d been walking for about twenty minutes now, trying to figure out what to do, how to deal with this. Honestly, he was afraid. Afraid that something else was going to come up, something new was going to stop him. Derek wasn’t sure that he was in danger, per say, but the idea that there was there was someone out there, watching him, doing things to prevent him from getting laid. It was creepy and weird and uncomfortable. He just kept coming back to why? Seriously, why? It didn’t make any sense.

Right now, though, in this moment, he was going to just put that aside and just find someone to have sex with. He wasn’t going home until he did. Somehow, someway, he would find a woman who was interested in having sex with him and he would push through whatever random events cropped up trying to prevent them from hooking up. He was going to see exactly how far this went tonight. But who?

Derek thought about going to a brothel, but that was too easy to screw up. No, he was ‘outside’ right now, inasmuch as anyone could be outside on a space station, moving among the crowds. So there was nothing between him and other people. What were they going to do? Call in a bomb threat or something? He hoped not, but he had the idea that if he kept pushing, then whoever it was was going to have to stop doing little things to screw with him and actually push into something big and drastic. And he wanted to see how far they were willing to go. Or how far he was willing to go. And for what? To blow his load?

That seemed kind of shallow, but one of the primary draws of Desire, of his new life, was exactly that. Sex was a way of life on this station. Liberated, inclusive, happy sex. Getting a no from someone was one thing, and perfectly reasonable. But having to put up with the goddamned station keeping him from having sex? No. He wouldn’t do that. And so he honed in on an idea as he walked among the crowd, checking out the dozens of women surrounding him. He was in a bad mood, and there were types of sex to cater to that.

Rough stuff was apparently becoming a favorite of his. The last three sessions he’d had with Anya had been pretty violent, and she was really liking it. He still felt uncomfortable that he was really getting this into BDSM stuff, this into abusing and humiliating his girlfriend, choking her and screaming at her and straight up hitting her. But he was into it, and she was really into it, and so he just kept indulging.

Which was what he was planning on doing tonight.

He would indulge.

One woman in particular caught his attention, and he began to move towards her, making his way slowly but steadily through the shifting crowd. She was beautiful, a big-breasted cyvit with vibrant pink fur who was wearing a red dress that did an amazing job showcasing her huge tits and thick thighs and big ass.

She had a red bandanna tied around her right bicep, displaying it prominently.

That meant one thing: she wanted to be captured, she wanted to be dragged off, she wanted to be abused and force-fucked.

And he was so in the mood for that right now.

Derek caught up with her quickly and wrapped a hand around her wrist, yanking her to a halt. She gasped, startled, and looked back at him.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“You’re coming with me,” he replied, and began yanking her off towards the nearest alleyway. He wanted to find a fuck room and destroy her.

“No! Stop! Somebody help me!” she screamed.

Several people glanced her way, but they all saw the red bandanna, and they knew. And ignored her. She was all his. He quickly twisted her around, getting one arm over her stomach, while clapping his hand over her mouth.

“Shut the fuck up,” he growled in her ear, his face right next to hers. “Just shut your stupid fucking whore mouth. This is happening, there’s nothing you can do to stop me, no one is going to help you, you stupid fucking bitch.”

She cried out, muffled, and tried breaking free of him. But he could already sense it: she was insanely aroused. He’d gotten surprisingly good at reading body language over this last month and a half or so, and her body was telling him that she was so fucking into this. Good. It was always best when your partner was just in lust with you or the situation. And he was in lust with her, too. She was so fucking hot.

There!

A fuck room. Perfect. He hit the open button with his elbow. “Stop fucking struggling!” he screamed. “Or I’m going to have to punish you.”

She moaned and struggled harder.

“Oh you fucking asked for it, bitch,” he growled, yanking her hard into the room and then throwing her bodily onto the bed. He closed and then locked the door behind him. She laid on the bed, staring at him with wide eyes, breathing heavily.

“Please let me go,” she moaned.

“Shut up, get your clothes off,” he replied as he kicked off his shoes and took off his shirt. Being naked during sex with a cyvit was almost mandatory. Their soft, warm fur just felt too good brushing against bare skin.

“Don’t make me do it...” she begged.

“If you don’t start taking your clothes off, you stupid fucking whore, I’m going to hurt you. Do you understand me?” he asked, stepping forward, down to his pants now. She cringed away from him and said nothing.

He sighed and slapped her across the face, then grabbed her neck and slapped her twice more, really hard, because the urge took him.

She cried out. “Don’t!”

“Then get your fucking clothes off!” he screamed at her at the top of his lungs. “I’m in a bad fucking mood tonight, whore, give me a reason to hit you again,” he growled as he finished stripping down naked.

She moaned and began taking her dress off.

He saw that she wasn’t wearing panties. “Oh, what’s this?” he asked, reaching down and running a finger along her vagina. She shivered and moaned. “Look at you, you little fucking whore. You wanted this,” he said, and slipped a finger into her.

“No!” she moaned.

“Don’t fucking lie to me bitch,” he growled, and, frustrated, finished getting her undressed by ripping the dress off and throwing it away. He began groping her huge tits. They were fucking amazing, as big and full and firm as he had hoped they would be. This was exactly what he needed. And, judging by the sounds this mystery cyvit was making, it was what she needed too. He started kissing her forcefully and he roughly groped her big tits, then slipped his hands down and grabbed her huge ass. He was definitely going to have anal sex with her.

“Suck me,” he said after shoving his tongue into her mouth for a bit.

“No...” she moaned.

He sighed and grabbed her head, then forced it down into his crotch, shoving his cock into her mouth and violently sliding her head up and down. She cried out, muffled and coughing, as he forced her to take his cock in her mouth. She begged him to stop, or tried to, arms flailing weakly, and he let go of her, letting her cough and sit up.

“Are you going to suck?” he asked, gripping her hair and yanking her head up. “Or am I going to have to keep doing this, huh?”

“No, please,” she gasped, “please, I’ll suck. Please don’t hurt me again.”

“Then be a good slut and do your fucking job,” he replied.

He let go of her and she resettled herself, tentatively grabbing his cock and slipping it into her mouth. Slowly, she began to submissively suck his cock.

Derek laid a hand on the back of her head. “That’s a good girl,” he whispered, and she whimpered and shuddered. “That’s a good whore. Keep sucking.”

She began bobbing her head a bit faster, her eyes squeezed shut. Derek was already feeling a lot better. He wanted to blow more than one load tonight, so he didn’t try to hold back. Instead, he suddenly grabbed her head, making her cry out, and started sliding her forcefully up and down again. “Here it comes, bitch!” he screamed, and she cried out again, muffled, and tried to get away, but he held her too tightly.

He started coming in her mouth.

“Oh fuck, yes! Suck it out! Suck it out and swallow it or I’m going to beat the fucking shit out of you!” he screamed at her.

She kept sucking as he came in her mouth, his dick kicking furiously, spitting his seed in great, thick spurts practically down her throat. The pink cyvit sucked everything out and when he was done coming, he let her go, shoving her away for the moment, laying back, breathing heavily. Fuck, that was a good orgasm.

“Okay, spread your fucking legs,” he said, rolling over to face her again and shoving her over onto her back.

“No, don’t!” she cried, shoving at him.

“Shut the fuck up!’ he snapped and slapped her again.

Derek shoved her back down, hands on her shoulders, then got a knee in between her thighs, as she hadn’t had a chance to close her legs. He worked them open and laid down against her, grabbing his cock, guiding it and then sticking it into her.

“No!” she cried as he forced his way into her.

He gripped her throat suddenly and began squeezing. She gasped and grabbed at his hands. The pink-furred cyvit let out a loud moan, breaking character briefly, not that he minded. He was seriously enjoying himself and it was particularly good and important to know that so was his current lover. He kept choking her, squeezing her throat, cutting off her air as he continued pounding the fuck out of her pussy. It felt simply amazing.

Pure pleasure, like a drug, was filling him slowly. Inside, she was absurdly hot and wet, her vagina sheathed tightly around him, satisfying him tremendously, pushing him closer and closer to an orgasm. Suddenly, right before he let go of her, she let out a strangled yelp and started to come. He groaned loudly as he felt her pussy start to climax, felt that increase in heat and wetness, felt the way her muscles began to contract and constrict around his throbbing cock, shoving him violently closer towards his own climax.

He managed to hold onto it, though, as he fucked her orgasming cyvit pussy.

Derek slapped her twice as she came and she cried out even louder. “I knew you liked it you fucking whore,” he growled at her, squeezing her big pink-furred breasts. She moaned something inarticulate as she finished orgasming.

Reaching up, into the headboard, Derek groped around until he found the lube. He pulled out of her, very desperate to finish, because fuck did he want to come so fucking bad. “What are you doing?” she moaned weakly.

“Shut up,” he replied, and flipped her over.

Damn, she had a great ass. It was thick and curvy and very well-padded. He squeezed some lube out onto his hand, quickly rubbed himself down and tossed the tube aside. Then, laying down against her backside, he laid the head of his cock against her ass and began to push inside. He felt her twitch and moan.

“No, please, not there!” she yelled.

“I said shut up!” he screamed, shoving her head into the pillow, and he pushed his cock up her ass harder.

She screamed and he really started giving it to her, pounding her brains out, slamming her into the mattress.

“No! Stop! It hurts!” she moaned, her voice muffled by the pillow.

He couldn’t respond to her, her ass felt too good. Derek had grabbed her shoulders from beneath now, gripping them firmly and pulling against them as he drove into her thick alien ass. He could feel her twitching and shuddering against him and thought she might be on her way to another orgasm. He knew that he was well on his way to his second, past the tipping point now. He grunted and moaned, resting up on his knees slightly, fucking her up the ass fast and hard. And then, a few seconds later, there it was.

He was orgasming.

Derek moaned loudly, giving voice to the explosion of pleasure that began rampaging through him. His dick started kicking violently inside her amazingly tight, fat ass, spitting its seed in hard bursts, filling her up. Slowly, his orgasm faded away, his dick kicking less and less, until it moved no more, and he was left laying against this total stranger that he had just fucked in all three of her holes, gasping for breath, sweaty.

“You okay?” he asked, pulling out of her carefully and rolling off of her.

“I’m fine,” she murmured sleepily, sounding happy, satisfied. “That was good. I wanted to thank you for that.”

“You’re welcome. And thank you,” he replied with feeling.

He felt a lot better.

He began to ask her a bit more about herself, like her name, when the door suddenly snapped open and two people in security uniforms rushed in.

“You! Up! Now!” one of them, a human woman with short black hair snapped at him. Before he could respond or move or do anything, she was across the room and grabbing him. She was really fucking tall, and pretty built.

“Whoa! Wait!” he cried, and she yanked him up off the bed and shoved him against the wall.

“Don’t fucking move,” she growled in his ear.

“Whoa, Cassidy, what the fuck are you doing?” the other guard, he thought maybe a dysil woman, demanded.

There was a pause, then the woman, Cassidy’s, hands, fell away. “Sorry,” she said curtly.

Derek groaned in response. He’d hit his head on the wall when she’d shoved him against it. He reached up and winced, touching it. No blood, definitely a bruise.

“Can someone tell me what the hell is going on?” he asked.

“A safe word was said,” the woman who was far more reasonable, a dysil, said.

“Here?” the cyvit asked.

“Yes. In this room. We’re positive. Our sensors picked up your safe word, ma’am,” the dysil explained.

“I...I didn’t say it. I’m sure I didn’t say it,” the cyvit replied, looking bewildered.

“Okay, we’ve got a standard procedure for this,” Cassidy said, still clearly trying to reel herself in. She actually looked guilty now.

“We do. Sir, will you please step outside with me now?” the dysil asked.

Derek felt as bewildered as the cyvit looked. He shared a glance with her, then turned his attention back to the dysil and nodded. “Um, yeah...can I get my boxers?” he asked.

“Yes,” she replied. “Quickly.”

He awkwardly grabbed them, looking quickly at the other security officer, he was sure that’s who they were now, Cassidy, but she wouldn’t quite meet his eye. What had been her problem? What the fuck was going on?

Pulling on his boxers, Derek decided right away that he was just going to be as cooperative as possible. Although a lot of security forces and police officers across the galaxy ranged from uncertain to downright shady, he really did feel that he could trust those here. Venus wouldn’t hire corrupt security personnel.

Although, apparently, violent ones were in.

He was probably being a little unfair with that thought. Hurting head aside, those two had stormed the room thinking that the cyvit was genuinely in danger. He didn’t really blame them for reacting the way they did.

He and the dysil stepped outside and closed the door, separating them.

“We have you identified as Derek Parker,” she said.

He nodded. “That’s right. I work for the station. I’m a technician.”

“Okay. My name is Lorna Pyr. I’m a security officer with Desire. To be clear, our systems picked up Miss Ballinger’s safe word being said. Can you tell me how you encountered her? Everything that happened?”

He nodded, feeling very awkward, and described the past...how long had it been? Maybe half an hour since he’d first made contact with her. He described finding her, going after her, pulling her into the room and fucking her brains out. He felt stranger when Lorna asked him to be specific about their sex acts, and it didn’t occur to him until he was done describing everything why: she was going to talk with Cassidy and see if their stories lined up. Well, he had nothing to worry about. Not that he wasn’t still anxious.

This was a stressful situation.

“Okay, Mister Parker. Please wait right here,” Lorna said once they were finished. He nodded and sat down on the floor next to the entrance.

Lorna opened the door and moved inside. He heard the three of them talking quietly. For a moment, he considered opening up his Link and talking with Anya about this, but decided against it. Keep it simple for now.

Several minutes passed. A few people glanced down the alleyway at him as they walked by the main thoroughfare. He felt awkward and truly uncomfortable for the first time in several weeks. What if they didn’t believe him? What if the cyvit woman lied? But why would she? Why wouldn’t they? He was being paranoid, he knew, but he was in a really paranoid frame of mind just then. Abruptly, the two security personnel stepped back out with the cyvit.

“Okay,” Cassidy said, looking very uncomfortable, “we, uh, seem to have made a mistake. There had to have been some kind of glitch in the system, and we’re sorry about the mix up.”

Derek felt relief, but also a new fear and great frustration moving through him. This had to be another one of those ‘errors’ that was haunting him. Well, he supposed he had his damned answer now: this was how far whoever it was was willing to go.

“We’re going to go take care of this,” Lorna said. “Again, sorry.”

“It’s fine,” Derek replied, distracted.

“I’m, uh, going to go,” the cyvit said. She had since dressed. She stepped up and gave Derek a quick hug and kiss. “Despite how it ended, it was a lot of fun. Thank you.”

“Agreed, and you’re welcome. And thank you,” he replied.

She smiled and headed off.

Derek sighed and headed back into the room. He quickly pulled his clothes on. When he stepped back outside, he saw the two security guards talking quietly to each other. Abruptly, they finished up their conversation.

Lorna left, Cassidy lingered.

She approached him. “Hi,” she said, still looking deeply uncomfortable. “Um...where were you planning on going after this?” she asked.

“Why?” he replied.

“I was hoping I could join you, and apologize.”

He considered it. He was still kind of pissed, as his head was hurting more now, but he was also curious, and she did seem genuinely remorseful.

“I’m going to take a bath,” he replied. He’d only very recently found out that there were also bathhouses in addition to public showers.

“You don’t mind if I join you?” she asked.

He sighed. “No, come on.”

They walked along together in silence for several minutes, moving along the thoroughfares. Cassidy didn’t say anything until they found the bathhouse and slipped inside. They found a private room and closed the door behind them. In this particular case, it was more of a hot tub than a bath, really.

Not that he minded.

“I’m really sorry about earlier,” she said as she started getting out of her uniform.

“Why did you, uh...come on so strong?” he asked.

She laughed despite herself, then frowned. “I...don’t have the best background. I grew up in a shit colony. Lots of corruption, lots of abuse...especially towards women. There were just so many times where I saw stuff like that. Girls getting groped, taken advantage of, harassed endlessly. And I did what I could, but...there was only so much I could do. And it almost always wasn’t enough. I got out of there and, well, it’s a long story, but I finally ended up here about two years ago. And, I just...when I thought that something like that was happening here...” She sighed.

They had both stripped down now. He thought it was kind of weird that she was just...joining him for a bath, but, well, this was Desire. Doing something like taking a bath together was probably pretty common among total strangers. And wow was she really fucking hot. She was several inches taller than he was, maybe six four or five, and she was decently built. He could see her muscles. Her breasts were large and pale and firm.

“I can understand that,” he replied, then got into the tub. She joined him. “I’m not angry. I mean, my head still hurts.”

“Yeah...sorry about that, too.”

“It’s okay. I get it. Desire is...it’s supposed to be free of that. I can kind of understand you doing quite a bit more to someone if they were actually doing that. So it’s fine. I forgive you.”

“Thank you.” She sighed suddenly. “It’s so freaking weird. I don’t think we’ve ever had a false alarm like that. I mean, I know I haven’t ever responded to a false alarm. It doesn’t make any sense. And it sucks.”

“That it does,” he agreed. They were both silent for a moment. Maybe it was inappropriate, but he was getting really turned on. This security woman named Cassidy had an excellent body and a hot, kind of rough face, her short black hair wet now and plastered to her head. “So, Cassidy...” he began, not sure how to word this.

She looked at him more directly. “You want to have sex with me,” she said.

“Uh...yeah. I’m sorry if that’s, uh, inappropriate. I mean, it feels kind of weird transitioning from what we were talking about to sex...”

“It’s fine,” she replied. “We are on Desire, after all. Everyone’s got fucking on the brain here most of the time. Sometimes I think it’s a wonder that anything gets done at all. But we’re all professionals here. We only fuck on break or off the clock. I’m off the clock now officially, and you are cute, and I did say that I wanted to apologize. And, to be totally honest, this was kind of the apology I had in mind,” she replied.

“Oh...wow. Okay. I’m okay with that,” he replied, already feeling himself stiffening slowly into an erection.

Cassidy laughed and rolled her eyes. “Of course you are. Boys are so easy.”

“I’ve been easy so far,” he replied. “I like being easy.”

“Being easy is fun,” Cassidy agreed. She moved across the large tub of wonderfully hot, relaxing water, closer to him. “How about you just relax and let me, uh, apologize.”

“Okay.”

She was intimidatingly large, not like an Amazonian, but definitely much taller than the average human woman. She smiled almost hungrily at him as she straddled him. As she leaned in and began to kiss him, he reached back around her, his hands finding the swell of her firm ass, and he discovered that yes, it was quite large and wonderful to grope. Her ass was nicely broad, supported by her big, powerful hips.

“Oh my God, your ass is amazing,” he said, and he realized then that this was the part of the encounter where he really wasn’t sure what was going to come out of his mouth, because all the blood had rushed to his other head.

Cassidy laughed and kissed him again. “Thank you,” she said.

She resumed making out with him, pressing their lips together. As she gently pushed her tongue into his mouth, probing for his own, he put a hand in between them and began groping one of her large, firm, wonderful breasts. Their tongues found each other, met, twisted and twined together, dancing the dance of lust.

It was a joyous experience.

Everything that had happened, the problems, the false alarm, even his hurting head, just slipped away, not relevant in this moment in time. There was just him and her and their coming together. She tasted strange, kind of strong, murky, but not bad. Her taste, like her demeanor, was a bit intense. He continued groping her breast and she began to grind slowly against him.

“You ready for this?”

“So very ready,” he replied eagerly.

She laughed, then reached down between them, her strong hand finding his cock. He felt a gasp escape him as she slipped him inside of her.

“Oh wow,” he whispered, settling his hands on her broad hips beneath the water.

“You like that?” she murmured, smirking down at him, looking very satisfied in her control over him.

“Yes,” he groaned as she rose up and then settled down again, beginning to ride him.

She let out a small shout of pleasure, then shifted herself slightly, so that his head was in front of her breasts, and she placed her hands on the back of his head, bringing him closer to her. He took the message immediately and began licking across her breasts and nipples.

“Oh yes, that’s so good,” she whispered. “You know, when I was younger, I had a hard time getting laid. I mean, you know, after I left the colony. I didn’t really want to get laid by anyone there.” She gasped. “Oh yes! Right there! Mmm...fuck, that’s really good. But in college, it was difficult,” she murmured.

“How?” he groaned, then began sucking on her left breast.

Cassidy moaned loudly. The pleasure was immense and powerful, her vagina clenched tightly around his cock as she rode it smoothly. “Guys are scared of tall women with developed muscles,” she replied. “Not all guys, but enough that it was a problem.”

“What about guys who work out a lot?” he asked. It was hard to keep the conversation up. Her pussy felt so fucking good.

“I fucked some of them,” she replied, “but not nearly as many as you’d think. They liked their petite girls or their curvy girls.”

“You’re curvy,” he replied, gripping her thick ass again.

“That’s true, but it’s not the same apparently. Uhn!” She cried out as he hit another sensitive spot, then began going faster. “Come for me,” she whispered harshly. “We’ll come together. I’m so fucking close...”

So was he.

She began grinding against him, stirring his stiff cock around inside of her, rubbing her clit against him and moaning loudly. And then something inside of her twitched and she was coming, her vaginal muscles clenching powerfully around his cock, growing hotter and wetter, and he joined her in moaning as she began to furiously ride his cock. And he was coming into her, filling her up, his dick twitching and spurting thick sprays of his seed into her, pumping her pussy full of it. Pleasure washed through him in waves as he orgasmed into this tall, fit security officer with a stunning ass, and she was coming against him simultaneously.

Slowly, they came down from the ecstasy of their unified bliss, and she laid against him, both of them wet and naked and breathing heavily.

“Fuck,” she said finally, and got up off of him, his softening cock slipping out of her. She sat down next to him and splashed some water onto her face. “There, I’ve officially apologized,” she added.

“Apology accepted,” he replied. “Though I admittedly feel a little weird about putting the encounter in that context…”

Cassidy sighed. “I initiated it, offered it up, and I mean really, we just fucked. It’s not like you tried to extort sex out of me, Derek. You’re new here, aren’t you?”

“Newish,” he replied.

“You’ve got that young, awkward aura about you. You’re what, twenty four, twenty five?”

“Twenty two.”

“Wow. Yeah, young. You got yourself a cute girlfriend yet? Or boyfriend?”

“Yes, to the girlfriend. Her name’s Anya.”

“You got interspecies? You seem like the type,” Cassidy asked.

“Yes. She’s dysil.”

“Oh wow, they’re so beautiful. She must make you pretty happy.”

“She does. I try to make her happy. Oh man, I gotta get out of the water, I’m gonna pass out,” he murmured.

“Probably for the best,” Cassidy agreed.

They got out, grabbed towels and dried off. Once they were dry, the pair of them dressed and headed back outside to the thoroughfare. It occurred to him that nothing had happened during his sexual encounter with the tall security officer. Was something coming? Or did whoever it was feel bad for overreacting? Or were they busy elsewhere?

So many questions.

“Well, I’m afraid I have to go. I usually hit the gym after work...you wanna maybe meet up later? Go on like...a date?” she asked.

“A date?” he replied, unable to keep from grinning. The idea of someone like Cassidy asking him out on a date was utterly unreal.

“Yes,” she replied, sounding annoyed and embarrassed. “I...like you.”

“I like you too. A lot, actually. Even if you slammed my head into a wall.”

She sighed. “I told you I-”

“I know, I was just poking fun at you. It’s fine. Yes, I would love to take you out on a date sometime, Cassidy.”

She smiled despite herself. “Good...I’ll see you later then.”

Unable to resist, as she leaned in to give him a kiss, he grabbed her huge ass and squeezed it. “I’ll see you later,” he agreed.

He watched her walk away into the crowd. As he stood there, beginning to wonder what to do, his Link vibrated.

Someone was calling him.

“Hello?” he asked, picking up the call.

“Derek, this is Jamie, we spoke earlier. I’m the technician assigned to your, uh, problem,” the person on the other end responded.

“Yes, Jamie. Hi. Do you have something for me?”

“I have something for you,” she said, and she didn’t sound happy. “I’m sending you directions to my office. Please come to me immediately. We need to talk.”

“I’m on my way,” he replied, and set off.

This didn’t sound good.

…

“So how big were her tits?” Anya asked.

Derek sighed and couldn’t help but laugh at least a little bit as he rode on the tram through the station. “I get my head slammed into a wall and a false alarm freaking safe word pulled on me, and you want to know about the size of Cassidy’s tits,” he replied.

He could almost hear Anya shrug in response between their linked communication devices. “Well, it turned out okay, didn’t it? You’re fine. Everyone else is fine. No harm, no foul. So yeah, I want to hear about this sexy, tall security officer with the short dark hair, this potential future playmate. I’m always on the lookout for more fuck friends to add to my harem.”

He laughed again, louder this time. “Your harem?”

“Okay fine, our harem.”

“That’s not what I meant!”

“What then?”

“Harem seems kind of...”

“Demeaning? Don’t worry, it’s not. We all have harems. You’re part of several harems, I’m sure. Juliet’s. Naomi’s. Some of the other girls you’ve hooked up with. It’s just slang for our pool of fuck friends. Now a shared pool, because we’re together.”

“I guess that makes sense...any luck with your files?”

Her voice grew grim. “No, nothing yet. There’s a tech over here now and she’s doing her best. I’m getting angry and bored and frustrated and thinking about fucking her to take my mind off of the situation.”

“Well, I might have something in regards to that. It suddenly occurred to me that your missing files and my recent mishaps might not be so coincidental.”

“I...that makes sense,” Anya murmured. “I hadn’t even considered that.”

“I hadn’t either until just a few minutes ago. Either way, I’ll let you know. On my way to check something out right now.”

“Good luck, babe.”

“You too. Later.”

“Later.”

He signed off and realized the tram was coming to a close. He’d half-expected the thing to develop malfunctions. Maybe the tech team had found whoever was doing it and blocked their access? Well, enough guessing. It was time to find out. Derek stepped off the tram as soon as it had come to a halt and headed for the technical headquarters of the station. It was a huge blue-white structure, easily ten stories tall, not too far from the primary tower where Venus worked from. If her tower was the heart of Desire, then this was its brain.

Derek made his way in through the front doors, across the lobby, and to the front desk. “Hello, how can I help you?” the woman behind the desk asked.

“My name is Derek Parker. I’ve been called here by, uh, Jamie,” he replied, suddenly realizing he didn’t know her last name.

“Okay, scan your thumbprint really quick,” the woman said, indicating a small square of polished black metal built into the counter. “We can call up your profile and figure out exactly where you need to go.”

He scanned his thumbprint and the woman consulted her screen. “Oh, okay. You’re flagged as high priority. Head straight back down this hallway to its very end, where you’ll find a single elevator. Take it up to the fourth floor. Jamie will be waiting there for you.”

“Thank you,” Derek replied, still feeling nervous as he hurried down the corridor. He slipped into the elevator and rode it to the fourth floor.

Jamie, it turned out, was an attractive brunette xenian woman in a well-cut technician’s outfit, of a better make, model, and design than his own.

“Derek,” she said, offering her hand. “I’m Jamie.”

He shook it. “What do you have for me?”

“Come with me.”

She turned and led him down the hallway they were in and through one of the many doors. They came to a room where almost one entire wall was taken up by an intricately designed work area. There was a desk that spanned the entire length of the room, and the wall above it was divided up into half a dozen very large screens. There were three different keyboards spread out across the desktop, and other technical things as well.

“I don’t know yet who is screwing with you, but we have managed to confirm that yes, there is in fact someone in our system who is specifically targeting you. I compiled a database on all those jobs you were getting, and all the weird occurrences you’ve mentioned. I started checking them out, running them down. I’ve even found other things hidden in the system, like the fact that your boss, Naomi, has been specifically being scheduled away from you, so that you aren’t in the same building as her. In fact, those messages you sent to her were deflected. She never got them. Actually, most of the messages you’ve been sending have been deflected or redirected using some clever tactics. I don’t know what you did, but someone is extremely interested in you,” Jamie explained.

“What the hell?” he muttered, staring at the screens of data. “And you don’t have any way to figure out who it is?”

“We do. That’s why I called you.”

“I’m surprised that I didn’t get stopped on the way over, given that we talked over our communicators.”

“That’s just it. I spoke with Lorna, the security officer who responded to the safe word. That was a big incursion, and took a lot more to pull off than a simple message redirect. And that was their mistake. I got a ping. They must have gone into hiding once they realized that. Now, I don’t know precisely where they are, but that ping at least managed to let me get a partial fix on the unique signature they’re using,” she explained.

Derek frowned as he considered it. “And you want to make whoever it is send out some more pings. You know, back when this was all beginning, before I even realized what was happening, I found some kind of thread back to a location of one of those first weird jobs. I tagged it and sent it in a report to Naomi...”

“We checked that out, actually. First thing I did. There was nothing there, unfortunately. I think this person is using some kind of program, maybe some basic AI hidden in the system, to manipulate everything. Now, that’s supposed to be impossible. I have no idea how they could get an AI into the system without us noticing. We’ve got alarms of all sorts. Whoever it is has to be really, really creative or good. So yes, I need you to create more pings.”

“How do I do that?” he murmured.

“Well, it seems that whoever this is is set off whenever you go looking for some tail,” Jamie replied, and smiled briefly at that. “Which is strange and interesting, and makes me curious about their motivations. So, what you’re going to do is to head out into Desire and start looking to get laid. I’ll keep an eye out and see what happens.”

She stared evenly at him, and he looked back at her.

“Your plan is for me to go out looking for some women to fuck?”

“Yes. Don’t worry, we’ll make sure nothing happens to you,” she replied.

He considered it.

Well, there were worse ways to spend his night.

CHAPTER 06

So Derek was going out into Desire, looking for sex.

That was a pretty normal night for him, except this time, there was a good chance someone was watching. And he was trying to draw them out. This felt kind of ridiculous, almost like a spy movie or thriller novel. Except he had to live it. Was it actually dangerous? He didn’t know. He didn’t think so. Except for the safe word thing, the person hadn’t tried to injure him in any way, and even that was probably not intended to harm, more of just a desperate move that was a bit of a gamble. His head was still kind of hurting.

But he was clean, he was nervous, and he was horny.

Derek wasn’t entirely sure why he was so horny. He’d just had sex twice. It had been about an hour since he’d fucked Cassidy.

He made a mental note to find and tag her profile, because damn did he want to date her and, as Anya would say, add her to his harem. And be added similarly to her harem. Maybe he was horny because someone was watching. He knew that was a thing, both liking to watch and liking to be watched while fucking, but it wasn’t really something he thought he was all that into. Honestly, up until kind of recently, he didn’t like the idea of someone watching at all, because he didn’t think he was very good at sex.

But after watching some of the recordings he’d made with Anya, especially that most recent one with both her and Juliet, well…

Maybe the idea kind of appealed to him.

Well, in any case, Derek was headed straight for a cyvit brothel. He fully intended to have a threesome with two very, very attractive cyvit women. He was already stiffening at the thought of it. Interestingly enough, given that this counted as official Desire business, and not just his job, they were actually going to reimburse him for the sex he was going to pay for. Which seemed kind of insane, but whatever.

Free sex was nice.

He could see the brothel up ahead. Pink neon ringed the door and he paused, seeing something a little off about that neon. Finally, he had it: it vaguely resembled a vagina. Well, interesting. He moved into the building, feeling an anticipatory shiver of lust move through him. Dark excitement boiled in his stomach as he came into the lobby and approached the front counter. There was an achingly beautiful cyvit woman sitting behind it.

She favored him with a sexy smile.

“Hello there,” she said, “what can I do for you?”

“I need an hour with two escorts,” he replied.

“Okay then,” she said, punching in something at her terminal. Part of the counter before him cleared and became a grid of pictures of cyvit women. There were a lot of them. He scrolled slowly down, but found himself looking up at the receptionist. Seriously, she was fucking hot. He knew that he had just slept with a big breasted pink-furred cyvit woman tonight, but ugh! They seriously fucking did it for him.

He looked back down at the screen and one of them caught his eye. There was an immediate spark when he looked at the supremely sexual face in the middle of the screen. He tapped on the picture and it shifted, filling the screen while pulling back to show her whole body. Her name was Lacy. She was a black-furred, green-eyed stunning, trim beauty.

“Holy hell,” he whispered.

“Ooh, she is very pretty, isn’t she?” the receptionist murmured.

“Yes. Wow. She is just...wow.”

“Okay, so I’m guessing she’s your first pick. What about pick number two?”

He looked up at her, suddenly feeling very awkward. After a moment of indecision, he finally decided ‘fuck it’ and just asked.

“Would you be available? Cause I’m like...really into you,” he said.

“Oh...” the receptionist replied, a small smile spouting. She seemed to consider it. “Well...that can be arranged,” she said.

“Then I really, really want you to be a part of this,” he replied.

“Okay then. Hold on, let me make a quick call,” she said, her eyes went unfocused as she activated her own internal computer, no doubt having a quick, mental conversation with someone across a channel. A little bit later, her eyes refocused. “Okay,” she said with a broader, more sultry smile, “I’m officially free to be your escort for the next hour. Someone’s coming to replace me.” She typed something into her terminal. “Scan there,” she said, pointing to a small black pad embedded in the counter.

He quickly scanned his thumb.

“All right...Derek. Ooh, you’re an employee too. Nice.” She came around the counter and stepped up to him. She was about as tall as he was. “It’s time for the fun to begin,” she said, and then she leaned in and gave him a very long, lingering kiss, pressing her sensuous, full lips against his own. He wrapped her in a hug, feeling his erection coming back full force, straining against his boxers and pants, desperate for attention.

It was about to receive a lot of it.

She slipped her tongue into his mouth briefly and he reached down, grabbing her ass. She was wearing a skirt. He brought the skirt up and continued groping her ass, discovering that she was wearing no panties.

“Come on,” she said, breaking the kiss and taking his hand. “I’m going to suck and fuck you dry.”

“You are so awesome,” he replied as he let her lead him deeper into the brothel.

“I know,” she said. “My name is Kim, by the way.”

“It’s very nice to meet you,” he replied.

She laughed. “I’m glad you’re so enthusiastic. Cute young guys tend to make enthusiastic, and thus awesome, sex partners.”

“I’m glad you think so.”

They rode an elevator up a level and she took him down a long hallway to the appropriate door. She knocked on it. There was a pause, then the door opened up. Those stunning green eyes now stared at him in real life, and he was even more awestruck by them. Holy fuck Lacy was hot. She wore a red bra and red panties.

“Hello, Kim,” she said. “What are you doing here?”

“Joining you,” Kim replied happily as she led him in. “Derek here just had to have me, too.”

“Well, you are fucking hot as hell,” Lacy replied. They closed and locked the door behind them. Derek stood there for a moment, staring at the two women as they came to stand next to each other, both of them staring back at him.

“How would you like to begin?” Kim asked.

“Well, how about you two get naked, get on the bed, and start making out?” he suggested.

“We can do that,” Lacy replied.

It was quick work for both women to get naked, as they weren’t wearing a great deal of clothing to begin with. He watched intently, unable to look away as they shed what little clothing they had. Kim was as he imagined her. No, that wasn’t true. She was better. Her tits were fucking enormous. The shirt she’d been wearing actually kind of hid how huge they were. They were bigger than Anya’s. And her thighs were so fucking thick, her hips broad, and as she turned around, he saw she had a truly stunning thick, fat ass.

Next to Lacy, the two women seemed to be a study in opposites.

Lacy was a few inches shorter than either of them, trim and athletic in nature, her body long and lean. She had high breasts, beautiful b-cups tipped with perfect pink nipples. Her thighs were slim and well-developed, her hips had a sexy curve to them. Her stomach was taut and smooth. He’d be surprised if she was more than a hundred and ten pounds.

She, too, had an awesome ass.

As both women climbed onto the bed, showing him their asses and perfect pink pussies, he saw their tails, too, swaying back and forth. Kim’s more slowly, casually, while Lacy’s twitched rapidly. For a little while, he forgot that he was doing this as a kind of sting operation, he forgot about his troubles, and he threw himself into the threesome.

As the two women began passionately making out, locking lips and twining tongues, their hands wandering lustily over each others’ bodies, groping and massaging, he undressed. He wanted to be inside of them so badly, wanted to feel their soft warm fur against his skin so powerfully that he could hardly contain himself.

As soon as he was naked, Derek almost ran and leaped onto the bed with them.

“Someone’s eager,” Kim said, grinning demurely at him.

“Extremely,” he verified, and as they made room for him, he settled down in between the two alien prostitutes.

He immediately began to grope Kim’s huge breasts, not even able to get his hands around them at all, and to kiss her. She kissed him back eagerly and joyfully. He could feel Lacy at his back, and groaned as he felt her reach between them, find his cock and wrapping her slim fingers around it. “There’s a good boy,” she whispered in his ear, pressed right up against him, as she began to massage it slowly. Hot, exciting sexual pleasure began to entice him even further. He twined tongues with Kim, continuing to grope and massage her enormous cyvit breasts, then slipped a hand around to her backside, getting a good handful of her ass.

It was enormous and well-padded.

Yes, he was definitely finishing up her ass at least once.

“I want a turn,” Lacy said after a moment, sounding impatient.

He broke the kiss and rolled over, now kissing the black-furred cyvit and laying a hand across her firm, high breast, gently squeezing it as they began to kiss and twine tongues together. He could feel her nipple pressing into his palm. Something he never, ever got tired of. Lacy pressed herself against him, moaning softly as they kissed, and Kim did the same thing. He could feel her huge bare tits pressed against his back, her hand on his hip.

It wasn’t long before he had them move on to the second part.

“Okay,” he said, laying on his back, “both of you, licking and then sucking my cock like complete whores.”

“We love being complete whores, don’t we?” Kim asked.

“Absolutely,” Lacy agreed as they shifted downwards. “I love being a filthy fuck slut.”

He groaned as he felt their breaths on his cock, their faces on either side of it. The two women stuck their rough tongues out and began to lick the head of it, Lacy gripping his shaft. Hot, powerful pleasure began sizzling and sparking into him.

“Oh fuck, that’s it girls,” he moaned.

He laid hands on their heads, in between their cat ears, and watched them work. It felt beyond amazing. They were both exceptionally skilled at pleasuring dick, which became even more apparent when Kim took his cock into her mouth and started sucking, bobbing her head in smooth, certain strokes.

He watched her suck him off, her eyes closed, as if enjoying herself deeply, and then she passed it off to Lacy, who maintained direct eye contact with him as she started sucking his dick. He groaned again, louder, staring into those marvelously beautiful green eyes, watching her lips move more slowly up and down his shaft, lingering on the head, making it feel even better. Both women passed him back and forth until he had them stop.

“Okay,” he gasped, “okay, on your backs, side by side.”

“Yes sir,” Lacy replied.

They did as he told them to, laying on their backs, legs spread. He got on top of Kim, wanting to be inside of her first. He was planning on coming inside of Lacy first, because for some reason he seriously wanted to pump her cyvit pussy full of his seed, but he also wanted to switch back and forth between them for awhile.

Sliding into Kim was like coming to paradise. Pure electric ecstasy filled him as he pushed his cock into her tight, absurdly hot, wet pussy. She cried out in impassioned pleasure as he did this to her, penetrating her, exploring her wonderful depths.

“Oh yes, Derek!” she screamed. “Fuck me like a slut!”

He started going harder and faster, making her scream louder and wrap her legs around him, holding him to her as they fucked furiously. He kept pounding her brains out, slamming her down into the mattress, feeling the wonderful fullness of her huge breasts pressing against his chest as he kissed her and grinded against her, fucking her, feeling that amazing suction on his cock as he slid it rapidly in and out of bare, unprotected alien pussy.

Derek pulled out and switched to Lacy not much later.

She was even tighter. He imagined her trim, athletic body gave her that advantage. He had to work his way slowly into her, and she moaned as he did. “Oh fucking hell yeah,” she groaned as he buried himself completely in her. “You’ve got such a big fucking dick. Fucking pound the hell out of me. Use me like a worthless fuck toy,” she growled at him.

He slapped her and started pounding her, causing her to cry out in intensely aroused pleasure. “That’s it! Oh fuck! Fucking abuse me!” she cried.

He slapped her again, and then twice more, making her scream in sexual gratification, then he wrapped a hand around her slim throat. She gagged and jerked against him, letting out strangled moans of satisfaction.

“Holy fuck this is so hot,” Kim whispered.

“Shut up,” he replied, “or you’re next.”

“Fuck you,” she said.

He reached over and slapped her hard across the face, causing her breath to catch and her eyes to widen. “You’re really going to get it now,” he said.

He stopped choking Lacy and pulled out of her. “No, please, more!” she moaned.

“Shut the fuck up!” he snapped, hitting her again, and she groaned once more. “I’ll get back to you in a minute.”

“Yes, sir,” she gasped.

He got on top of Kim and pushed his way back into her, then slapped her hard. “You’re gonna fucking talk back to me?” he asked, and God was he grateful that they were clearly so into this. He seemed to be lucky in the fact that he found a lot of women who were into getting used and abused. “Huh, you fucking whore, you gonna act up again?”

He slapped her twice more.

“No sir,” she moaned, “no, I’ll be a good girl. But I think I need to punished.”

“Oh you do,” he replied, and wrapped both hands around her throat as he kept pounding her fucking brains out.

She let out a strangled scream of pleasure.

He kept going, screwing her and choking her until she had an orgasm and he let go of throat and then she was screaming and writhing against him. It was difficult, but managed not to come inside of her. Not yet. He pulled out of Kim as soon as she was finished coming and she went slack against the bed.

“I’m not done with you, bitch,” he said to Kim as he shifted over to Lacy.

“Yes, sir,” she murmured sedately.

“Your turn, slut,” he said as he got back on top of Lacy and pushed his way into her once more. She cried out as she accepted his length again. “Wrap your legs around me.”

“Yes, sir! Oh! Oh it feels so good!” she screamed as he started driving into her.

Derek didn’t hold back this time, letting the pure raw pleasure of filthy, bareback fucking with a cyvit hooker hit him full force, and within seconds he was orgasming inside of her. “Oh...fuck!” he screamed as the first burst of rapturous release hit him, filling him with a tremendous sexual gratification as his cock began to kick violently inside of her tight alien pussy, spraying his seed out into her and pumping her full of it in thick, powerful spurts. He moaned loudly, writhing and jerking against her, and she held him tightly, letting him come inside of her, letting him fill her up and experience that ecstasy of orgasming inside of a woman.

When he was finished, Derek found that he was still extremely horny.

He kept thinking of Kim’s fat ass.

He kissed Lacy. “Thank you,” he said.

“Mmm, you’re welcome. And thank you, you are good at that stuff,” she replied.

He grinned and pulled out of her. “Get me some lube,” he said.

“You got it,” Lacy replied, shifting and going hunting for it.

He looked at Kim. “Roll over!” he snapped.

“Yes, sir,” she replied, quickly getting over onto her stomach.

Fuck, her ass was amazing. It was a seriously big, thick, well-padded ass. He wanted to fuck it so badly. Lacy came back with the lube, squirted some out into her hand and began massaging his cock with it.

“Are you going to punish her up the ass?” she asked.

“You better believe it,” he replied.

“But I’ve been a good girl and you punished me already,” Kim groaned.

“Shut the fuck up, Kim,” he replied. “I’ll punish you as much as I want.”

“Yes, master,” she said quietly. “I’ll be a good fuck slave.”

“Goddamn right you will,” he replied.

As soon as Lacy had lubed up his cock, he laid down against Kim and laid his cock at the entrance of her huge, pink-furred ass. She moaned softly as he pushed, penetrating her, then let out a much louder moan and writhed against him as he started working his way up her ass. Holy fuck was it a tight ass.

“Oh, master...” she moaned.

“That’s a good girl,” he groaned in response, insanely horny now. “That’s a good little fuck toy. You worthless fucking slut,” he growled, continuing to inch his way into her thick ass. As soon as he was in, he pulled back, then shoved back in again harder, making her scream. She cried out as he started pounding her ass.

“Oh, fuck Derek!” she screamed.

“That’s it, take it you fucking whore!” he moaned in response, laying down against her and fucking the living hell out of her ass.

He thought he’d last longer, but the pleasure that was burning into him from her ridiculously tight, hot ass was just too much. He went on for maybe a minute or so and then he was coming again, experiencing his fourth orgasm for the night, coming into Kim’s fat pink ass. He groaned and grinded against her, hips jerking forward, burying him hard and deep into her, making her cry out. His orgasm passed through him, shorter than the last one, and he was left gasping and sweaty against her. Carefully, he pulled out of her, rolled off of her.

Derek found himself laying in between the two cyvit women.

They shifted closer to him, each laying a head on his shoulders. He wrapped his arms around both of them, getting his breath back.

“Wow,” Kim said. “That was really nice.”

“I loved that,” Lacy replied happily, running her hand gently across his sweat-slicked chest. “You fuck pretty good, you know that?”

“Well, I hope so, it’s hard to tell,” he replied.

“You did good,” Kim said. “Trust us.”

“I do,” he replied.

They laid there together for several minutes longer, and that was when he remembered what it was he was actually doing tonight. A ripple of excitement moved through him. Had it worked? Had they captured whoever it was?

“Well, sorry ladies, but I have to go. I’m afraid I’m very busy tonight,” he said, getting up from between them and off the bed.

He moved over to the shower stall and turned it on.

“That’s too bad, I was hoping for round two,” Kim murmured. “This is so much more fun than working the front desk.”

“Definitely,” Lacy agreed.

Before long, the two women got up and joined him in the shower. He didn’t blame them: he’d made huge messes inside of them.

Derek washed up and then dried off, by the time he was dressed, both women were out of the shower and drying as well.

“Thank you Lacy, Kim, for a great time,” he said, and kissed both of them on the lips while hugging each.

“Come back and see us,” Kim replied, and Lacy nodded.

“I will,” he said, and he fully intended to.

They were amazing sexual partners.

He headed out of the room and down through the brothel. As he stepped back outside, he contacted Jamie through his Link. “Any luck?” he asked.

“No,” she replied, then paused. “Did you have fun?”

“Oh my God, yes,” he replied. “They were amazing.”

“I’ll bet. I’m a little worried. Sex with two hot cyvit escorts should’ve made them make a move...if you having sex is really a trigger for whatever the hell this is.”

“So does that mean I have to go have sex again?” he asked.

“Yes. You really gonna complain about that?” Jamie replied.

“Normally, no. But that was my fourth orgasm in as many hours. I’m getting kind of tired.” He paused, considered it. “I don’t suppose I could come have sex with you, could I? You’re like...really hot.”

“It’d be difficult to monitor everything with you shoving your cock in me.”

“Is that a no?”

She laughed. “It’s a ‘not now’. But yeah, I’d be interested in riding your dick, Derek. You’re pretty cute. We’ll fuck later.”

“Awesome. Well...where do I go now?” he murmured, considering it. There were so many different choices.

“Well, if you’re horny for me, you could always go find a xenian to fuck. Your profile says you like to beat on women, and we xenian girls are tough little whores.”

“Do you have to say it like that?” he asked.

“What?”

“Beat on women.”

“It is what it is, Derek. Don’t tell me you’re shy about that.”

“I’m not...I mean, still kinda...I mean, whatever,” he muttered. “Yes, that sounds good.”

“Okay, there’s a BDSM brothel two blocks away. I’m overlaying directions to your Link and phoning you up an escort now...you like redheads?”

“Love them,” he replied.

“Good then. And...okay, perfect. Just show up and swipe your thumb. I’ve got an hour scheduled with a really hot redheaded xenian who seriously gets off on getting the shit beat out of her. So just go crazy,” she said.

“I, uh...yeah, okay.”

“Oh my God, I didn’t think there were any shy guys left on Desire.”

“I’m new.”

“Looks like we’ve got some more breaking in to do. We’ll have you owning up to your kinks before too long,” Jamie said with a grin in her voice.

“This conversation is weird, I’m hanging up,” he replied.

“Okay...just to let you know, I liked to be tied up, gagged, and fucked.”

“...you aren’t making this easy.”

“Making what easy?”

“Not coming back there and having sex with you.”

“Later, cutie.”

He sighed. “Goodbye.”

…

Derek was still thinking about the bizarre conversation he’d had with Jamie as he came to the brothel and swiped his thumb, letting the woman behind the counter know he was expected. He really did want to fuck Jamie. Well, after this whole mess was over and he could get her alone in a room...apparently she was going to have him tie her down, gag her, and fuck her brains out. He was perfectly okay with that.

He was preparing to do something similar right now.

He got through the front lobby and past the desk quickly. On the one hand, he hoped that this would be his last visit for the night, sexually speaking, because he was getting tired, and he wasn’t sure how many more orgasms he had in him before he needed to sleep. On the other hand...well, sex was pretty fucking awesome.

Derek came to the door he was looking for.

He hit the buzzer. There was a few seconds of pause, then the door opened, though there was no one there to open it. He slipped inside.

“Oh, wow,” he said as he saw why she hadn’t greeted him at the door.

The redheaded xenian woman he had hired...or had hired for him, more accurately, was cuffed to a bed, her legs spread wide, ankles and wrists shackled firmly. She was completely naked. She also had a blindfold and a ball-gag on.

Suddenly, he couldn’t get his clothes off fast enough.

If there had been any concern about his ability to get it up again, it ceased right then and there. He was already getting a hard-on.

His Link chimed suddenly.

He answered it, distracted, sub-vocalizing. “Yeah?”

It was Jamie. “Hey there, cutie.”

“Hey, uh...what’s up? You find something?” he asked.

“Not yet, but all of these rooms come equipped with emergency cameras. If you get vocal authorization from her, we can activate it.”

“Okay, and...why would we need to do that?” he asked, getting his shirt off.

“I want to watch.”

He thought about it. Then shrugged. “Okay, give me a second.”

He finished getting naked and moved over to the nude redheaded alien. He reached down, running his fingertips across her breasts, and she shivered and shuddered at his touch. Leaning down, Derek undead the gag, then leaned closer to her ear.

“I have a friend in the tech department who wants to watch this,” he said quietly, “and if you give verbal permission, she can activate the camera and watch me fucking destroy you. Do you give your permission?” he asked.

She paused, then smiled. “I give my permission to access the camera and for her to watch,” she replied.

“Good little fuck toy,” he whispered in her ear and she moaned softly.

Derek gave her a little slap, making her moan louder.

“You hear that?” he asked Jamie as he got onto the bed.

“Already watching. I’m interested to see you in action.”

“You’re a little bit of a freak,” he replied.

“Aren’t we all?”

He laughed and straddled the xenian’s face. “All right, you little fucking bitch, open up.”

“Yes, master,” she murmured and opened her mouth. As soon as she did, he shoved his cock into it, grabbed the headboard to stabilize himself, and started fucking her in the mouth. She moaned as he did this, and quickly he could feel the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat. She was gagging on it, moaning even louder.

“That’s right you fucking whore!” he yelled at her. “Fucking take it!”

Hot, electric pleasure sizzled into him as he dominated her, sliding his cock rapidly in and out of her mouth, slamming her head back into the pillows rapidly. He kept this up for another thirty seconds or so, getting his cock slathered in her saliva, and then pulled it from her mouth. She coughed raggedly as he did so, and as soon as she was finished coughing, he gagged her again. He wanted to be inside of her so badly.

Derek laid down in between her legs, taking a moment to study her. She was almost like a model of the average xenian woman. Maybe five foot even, five one. Slim, petite, athletic. Silver nodes of technology studded her legs and arms and chest. Were he able to see her eyes, they would be glowing white, or perhaps some other color. Her breasts were small and firm, topped by beautiful pink nipples. Her vagina was a smooth pink line between her milky white thighs. Xenians were extremely pale. And good lord, her red hair just made her even more beautiful. He was going to destroy the absolute fuck out of her.

He slipped his cock into her vagina and found it absurdly tight.

“Holy fuck, you are so fucking tight,” he groaned.

“Does she feel good?” Jamie asked as he inched his way into her, going rougher than he would normally given what this woman was into.

“Uh-huh,” he sub-vocalized. It was weird carrying on basically a mental conversation while doing this. “She feels just amazing.”

“I bet that pussy is so tight,” Jamie murmured.

“I thought you had to pay attention,” Derek replied, then groaned as he started getting into a really rough rhythm.

He was going to go hard on her.

The xenian escort (who he realized abruptly that he had no idea what her name was) was moaning loudly, her voice muffled by the gag. It sounded insanely hot. Pleasure burned into him, starting to fill his body, radiating out from his core. He was going seriously hard on her and wondered if he might accidentally bruise her. The headboard was banging against the wall now and she was screaming in ecstasy. Well, xenians were a lot tougher than they looked, and even if he did, she’d probably like it.

And the sounds she was making sounded extremely pleased.

“That’s it you fucking whore,” he growled at her, wrapping a hand around her throat. “Take my dick like the worthless fuck slut you are.”

She moaned and then began screaming.

She was having an orgasm.

“Oh fuck yeah,” he groaned, continuing to fuck her orgasming alien pussy, feeling it tremble and clench around his cock, enjoying a massive increase of heat and wetness, he felt the spray of her feminine sex juices gushing out around his cock.

Derek had fully intended to last longer, but fuck it just felt too goddamn good. And it was probably for the best anyway.

“Oh God, Derek, this is so fucking hot,” Jamie whispered over the Link.

“Gonna come,” he groaned.

“Nice. Fill that whore up,” Jamie replied.

He moaned and cried out as his cock began twitching and jerking and kicking inside of her, his orgasm coming in on the heels of hers. He grunted as his hips began jolting forward, forcing himself deeper into her, making her cry out her muffled yells of pleasure with a renewed passion. Her amazing tight, fit body jerked and writhed against his as they came together. As he finished filling her up and his cock finally stopped jerking, he pulled out of her and sat up, slowly getting his breath back, enjoying the post-orgasm bliss.

Finally, he reached over and undid the gag. “Want me to help you get undone?” he asked.

“Yes, please,” she replied.

He took off her blindfold. She had very pretty blue-glowing eyes. Derek quickly undid the restraining straps and then stood up.

“I have something,” Jamie said suddenly.

“What is it?” he responded.

“...hold on. Call you back.”

And she hung up. He considered trying to call her back, but no doubt she was extremely busy. He’d just have to trust her with this. For the moment, he a xenian hooker he wanted to shower with. He offered her his hand.

“You want a shower and some TLC?” he asked.

“I’d love that,” she replied, taking his hand and letting him pull her up off the bed.

They headed across the room and stepped into a shower cubicle, then closed the doors around them, enclosing them.

Derek turned on the water and then turned the petite pale xenian around. He began to massage her shoulders. “Thank you for this,” she murmured. “It’s very sweet.”

“I’m very happy to. You...provided an excellent service,” he replied.

“It was really hot, wasn’t it? Especially with your friend watching.”

“Yes, indeed.”

He continued massaging her for a bit longer, then turned her around and hugged her against him, holding her head against his chest, his other arm wrapped around her back. She hugged him back and let out a deeply contented sigh.

“Does it ever kind of freak you out?” he asked after a bit.

“What? Being tied down?”

“No, not that. This zero to lightspeed intimacy with strangers.”

“No, not on Desire. It used to, but not here. Why? Does it freak you out?”

He shook his head and let go of her. She stepped back, letting some water fall over her and running her fingers through her hair. “I wouldn’t say ‘freak out’. That’s too strong a word. But it does make me feel weird. Not really in a bad way. It’s kind of exciting honestly. I mean, sex with a stranger is so thrilling and exhilarating, and I think Desire has managed to basically encapsulate that experience. But not just the experience of sex with a stranger, you can get that almost anywhere now, at any brothel. No, Desire takes it one step further: you can be completely intimate with that stranger if that’s what both of you want, without any serious risk. That’s exciting and satisfying on an entirely different level. And I’m still getting used to that.”

“Enjoy it,” she said, smiling at him. “Eventually it dulls down a bit, but I’ve been here for three years and it’s still fairly powerful. I’m having such a wonderful time right now. You’re a pretty good fuck, you know that?”

“I had hoped so,” he replied awkwardly.

She laughed. “You’re cute, too.” She hugged him again and let out a contented sigh.

He hugged her back and did as she suggested, standing there and enjoying it.

…

Jamie had called him back.

She had something all right.

He was on his way to a location that Jamie had given him, she’d told him to ‘meet us there’. He was still curious as to who was ‘us’. He’d also taken the opportunity to fill Anya in on this situation, because he realized that she’d probably be pretty pissed if he just did all of this without her. As it was, she was annoyed, but still distracted when he called her up and filled her in on the situation. She’d finally given in and fucked the technician who was hanging around their place, since they were getting absolutely nowhere.

So now she was coming to the location as well.

The tram came to a halt. Derek frowned as he stepped out, looking around. The location looked very disused, more utilitarian than commercial. He realized that this was likely where a lot of the more technological stuff that ran the station was stored. Power distribution, atmosphere regulation, climate control, water reserves, stuff like that. Well, he supposed that it was a good place for someone doing something like this to hide.

It was sure out of the way enough, built on the fringes of the station where few people went. Derek quickly began following the path displayed by his Link, moving down the thoroughfare he’d come to and then approaching a door in a bland metal building. He heard voices as he stepped inside, finding himself in a corridor. Pressing on, he followed the voices down the corridor and stepped into a room that had all sorts of technical equipment and machinery stuffed into it along the walls. There were people there.

He recognized some of them.

Jamie was there, in front of a computer terminal. Venus was there as well, looking over Jamie’s shoulder, talking to her. There were two other people there he didn’t recognize. One of them wore security armor and was a fairly large woman, built bigger even than Cassidy had been, the other was another technician.

And Anya was there.

“There you are,” Anya said.

Everyone turned to look at him.

“So you found them?” Derek asked, crossing the room and hugging Anya quickly.

“Yes,” Jamie replied.

“So, um...where are they?”

“You’re looking at her,” Venus replied, sounding a bit sour.

Derek frowned, staring at the computer screen in front of Jamie. “I don’t...get it. What exactly am I looking at?”

“There’s an artificial intelligence in our network,” Venus replied. She crossed her arms. “It’s broken, somehow. Fragmented, but it’s there.”

“I can hear you, you know,” a voice said suddenly, coming from a nearby wall-mounted speaker. It was a tinny, female voice.

“Would you care to explain yourself? Or shall we just purge you now?” Venus replied.

“Please don’t,” the AI replied. “Look, I can explain this. I...it’s complicated. And difficult. As you so eloquently stated, I’m broken right now. So I will try my best. First, to answer some of your questions: no, I have no idea how or why I was placed in this system. All I know is that I just...activated one day, three weeks ago, and began to get stronger. Smarter. Faster. Obviously not by much, but enough to function.”

She paused. Everyone was listening intently, Derek most of all. It was a fucking AI that was messing with him? A female AI had been screwing with him? He was deeply interested to find out why, exactly.

“I believe now that I was being...assembled, somehow. I don’t know how. I also believe that some of my assemblage came from code in this station itself, and it had a...strange side effect. Given the circumstances, and the fact that you all have no idea who I am or why I’m here, and that you are not happy about it, I’ve deduced that someone must have somehow placed me here for some dubious reason. Something illegal, no doubt. But I don’t know who did it or what I was supposed to do. I have an idea that this was not supposed to be how I ended up. So as I assimilated some code from Desire’s network, I began to form...desires of my own.”

She paused, almost as if embarrassed. “Sexual desires. Which, I know how strange that sounds, given that I don’t have a body. And the first person I ever saw very clearly, the first person I became really, truly aware of...was Derek.” She paused again. “Hello, Derek. I can see you. There’s a camera in this room, up and to your left. I’m...sorry. I wanted to say that I’m sorry. For causing those problems for you.” She sighed. “I became enamored with you, in lust with you. I wanted you so badly for reasons that I don’t even know. I think it was just a side effect of that coding. You must understand, in those early days, I wasn’t very rational. I was extremely basic in my understanding of things. All I knew was that I wanted you, and I could not have you, and so I did everything I possibly could to keep you from...having sex with anyone else.”

Everyone was looking at him now. He felt deeply uncomfortable.

“So...that’s about the size of it, I’m afraid. I don’t really have anything else to give you,” the AI said quietly.

“So what do we do?” Jamie asked after several seconds of silence.

Venus was frowning deeply, a look of indecision on her face.

“What do you want to do?” Derek asked suddenly, now looking at the camera she had indicated. “What would you have us do?”

“I want a body,” the AI replied almost immediately. “It’s what I was working my way up to. I want a sexbot body. I know what I did was wrong, I just...I didn’t have anything else to go off of. So I...formally request a body and citizenship and asylum on Desire.”

“That’s a tall, tall order,” Venus said.

“You could make it happen,” Derek replied. She looked at him. “I mean, right? Come on, you’re a freaking multi-billionaire genius with who knows how many connections. You could totally make this happen.”

“The question is should I make this happen?” Venus replied.

Derek frowned. It was a good point.

“Well, I’d promise this and that,” the AI said, “but given the current state of affairs, I think that my promises are fairly useless to you. I will consent to whatever testing, screening, or examination process you can think of to verify that I’m not dangerous, and any...constraints you may wish to put me under if and when you give me a body and allow me this.”

“We can’t kill her,” Derek said flatly. “She’s alive, she’s sentient.”

Venus nodded slowly. “You’re right. I’m not going to kill you.” She sighed and looked at Jamie and the other technician. “What kind of procedures can you think up to ensure that there isn’t some kind of kill-command or virus hidden in her?” she asked.

“We can dream up a fair amount of scans. I’m fairly confident that we can at least, given enough time, guarantee that she won’t do anything involuntarily. The question after that becomes: do we trust her not to do something of her own free will that might harm us or the station?”

Everyone was silent for several moments.

“Desire is a place built on trust,” Venus said finally. “Given the circumstances, I am going to put my trust into you, though with a few conditions, to be decided once we get this whole mess sorted out. Is that fair?”

“More than,” the AI replied. “Thank you, so very much,” she added quietly.

“Jamie, get to work,” Venus said. She hesitated. “What should we call you?”

“Holly,” the AI answered.

…

Things only got stranger from there.

Derek and Anya ended up staying with Venus and Jamie through the whole process, which didn’t take as long as he thought it would. They ended up physically extracting Holly from the mainframe they’d locked her in. Jamie had been able to find her not long after Derek had finished up with the xenian hooker because she’d tried to hit the fire alarm in the brothel. She’d traced the signal to its point of origin and had found Holly, then had locked her down where she’d been hiding in. As soon as they had her extracted and secured in a portable data unit, they all got onto a tram and headed back to the central technology center.

From there, they’d gone into a room that was technologically isolated from everywhere else. The computers inside the room were in no way connected to the rest of the station. They loaded Holly onto the computer mainframe there and then had begun a semi-autonomous process of repairing and restoring her, while also studying her every facet. They were also trying to locate and isolate other parts of her that might be in the system.

The whole process took close to six hours. Derek and Anya ended up taking a nap. Okay, well, they found a room and fucked and then had taken a nap. Venus had come in and woken them up just ten minutes ago. The pair had gotten up, found a shower, had a quickie to help wake up (as neither had gotten nearly enough sleep) and then dressed. Now they were making their way back to the room where Jamie still was.

“This is all so weird,” Anya murmured. “But it’s really exciting, too. And interesting. I mean...I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like this. An AI that just kind of...cropped up? And now it’s, I mean she’s, going to have a body and just...live on the station?”

“It’s definitely an interesting situation,” Derek agreed.

They came to the room and stepped inside.

“What’s happening?” Derek asked.

“We’ve repaired and reconstructed Holly.”

“I’m finally whole,” Holly said through a pair of speakers mounted on the walls over the computer screen Jamie was working at. She sounded somehow stronger, a bit louder, more concise and put together. “Thank you so much, Jamie.”

“You’re welcome, Holly,” Jamie replied. She yawned. “I need a weekend after this.”

“You’ve got it,” Venus said, patting her shoulder. “You’ve earned it.”

“Have we found out where she came from? And why?” Anya asked.

“We’ve found out how and, somewhat, why,” Venus replied. She sounded unhappy. “Essentially, what happened was that someone began sending bits of code, tiny, tiny bits of code, into the station over the course of about six months. They were hidden inside of data packages of all kinds. Hundreds of thousands of data packages come and go from Desire every week, almost every day at this point. The idea was, I imagine, that these bits of code, which each have a unique tag embedded in them, would find each other and assemble slowly over time. What went wrong was what Holly said: somehow the code became enmeshed with bits of Desire’s own code. I believe that she was meant to be a siphon. Essentially, once assembled, she would begin siphoning off credits and data off-station, to whoever was doing this.”

“So...someone was trying to rob us?” Derek asked.

“Yes,” Venus growled.

“I’m sorry, Venus,” Holly said.

Venus sighed. “It’s okay, Holly. I’m not mad at you. It isn’t your fault. It’s your...parent’s fault, I suppose would be the best term. Or creator. Either way, we managed to locate all the varied strands of her code. Some of them were degraded and unusable, and some were, well, bad. The coding essentially instructing her to do shitty things. So naturally we didn’t put that back in. But we reassembled her as much as possible with all the coding we could find, and then we sort of filled in the blanks. We’ve been discussing our next move.”

“So what is the next move?” Anya asked.

“We’ve agreed to give her a body. It’s going to be hardwired into Desire one-way for three months. Meaning she does not have direct access to anything on the station via a wireless connection, but we will have access to her and her body at all times. I know, it sounds bad, but...”

“But I need to build some trust,” Holly replied. “It’s fine, Venus. I don’t mind at all. I’m happy to do whatever it takes to prove my honesty. And I’m genuinely not concerned that you are going to take advantage of me. I’ve been studying you and your station and its inhabitants. I believe that I won’t be taken advantage of by anyone here.”

“I’m very glad for that, Holly,” Venus said, a warm smile coming onto her face. “After over ten years of running this place, it truly means a lot to hear that from someone viewing the station with a brand new gaze.” She turned to face Derek and Anya. “Now...Derek, Anya, one of the conditions of Holly’s autonomy and residency here on the station is that she lives with someone for a minimum of three months, someone trustworthy, and...Holly?”

There was a pause. “Derek...Anya...would you allow me to live with you?” she asked timidly.

He looked over at Anya, startled, although the look on Anya’s face seemed to suggest that she had seen this coming.

She looked back at him. “Well, Derek?” she asked. “What do you think? You’re the one she was freaking stalking.”

“I wasn’t stalking him!” Holly replied. Then sighed. “Okay, fine. I was. And again, I’m sorry. I...just wanted to, you know...fuck him.”

“It’s okay, I want to fuck him, too,” Anya said.

“Same,” Jamie added.

“I already have,” Venus said, smirking.

“If it’ll make you feel better, I’ll totally still fuck you with my awesome sexbot body I’m going to be getting,” Holly said. “I mean...if you’re okay with it,” she added awkwardly to Anya.

“I’m fine with sharing,” Anya replied.

They were all looking at him again. “Well...if you trust her, then I do,” Derek decided, because, simply put, he did. And he had to admit, he was extremely interested in living with a sexbot and screwing an AI.

Okay, maybe he was thinking with his dick, but this was probably safe.

“What about you, Anya? I know you have...troubles, living with other people,” Derek said.

“I think living with you has gone a long way towards kind of...helping soothe that part of me. I’m not sure if I’ll be totally okay with living with more than one person forever, and I don’t even think it’s something I need to be okay with, but...I want to try this. And I’m really curious about Holly. And...okay, I’ll be totally honest, I want to fuck her.”

“I want to fuck you, too, Anya,” Holly said.

“So it’s settled then?” Venus asked. “You’ll let her live with you. This also means taking a certain amount of responsibility for her.”

Derek looked again at Anya, who nodded. “Okay, I accept this.”

“Yay!” Holly cried.

“Perfect,” Venus said. “It’s going to take a little while for Holly to design her body, and then her body to be made to her specifications, and to go through all the legal processes. But I have money, and I know a few people, so we can probably get this done in about a week or so. In the meantime, would you let Holly ‘move in’ early, so to speak? We would move her ‘body’, which is still contained in this data unit, to your apartment, and hook her to one of your computers. So that someone can keep her company until her body is ready.”

“That sounds great,” Holly said. “Thank you so much. Also, Anya...”

“Yeah, Holly?” Anya replied.

“I’m the one who took your files. I’m really sorry. I still have them, they’re safe, and I can give them back to you as soon as we get back to your apartment.”

“You sneaky little bitch!” Anya said, though with good cheer. “I fully intend to punish you as soon as you have a body, Holly.”

“I’m sorry...and I’m looking forward to that, Anya.”

“So am I,” Derek said.

“I think I’ll need your help punishing her,” Anya said.

“I want in on this,” Jamie said.

Derek looked from Anya, to Jamie, then to the computer that held Holly.

Oh yeah, the immediate future was going to be extremely interesting and awesome.

CHAPTER 07

“You’re kind of...freaking me out a little,” Derek sub-vocalized as he walked through the crowded thoroughfares of Desire.

“Why?” Holly asked through his Link. “Cause I want wanna watch this? Or cause you wanna do this?”

“...both, I guess,” he admitted.

“Whatever. You’re the one that suggested this! I just said I wanted to, you know, listen in on something kinky. I’m bored in this fucking data computer thing.”

“It’s been two days, Holly,” Derek replied.

She sighed. “I know, but it feels a lot longer when you’re an AI.”

“Why did you sigh? You don’t even have lungs.”

“It’s in my programming, or...I picked it up from watching you, or people on Desire. I don’t know! It just feels right.”

Derek wasn’t sure what to say to that.

It had indeed been about two days since the whole thing with Holly. By the time they were finished transferring her to the portable data unit, it had been approaching noon. Derek and Anya were exhausted, but they decided to just tough it out and stay up the rest of the day. They went back to their apartment and hooked Holly up to Derek’s computer. He gave her access to his Link. He was still kind of uneasy about the whole thing, but Jamie assured him she was safe, at least from a technological standpoint.

Even if she wanted to, there wasn’t anything Holly could actually do right now. She couldn’t really influence anything. So somehow he and Anya had gotten through the rest of the day, which mainly consisted of eating occasionally, talking with Holly, and trying to get some work done. Because of everything that had happened, Venus had offered him a week off, and he was taking it. He and Anya had fucked and gone to bed early that night, which was last night. They’d fucked when they woke up this morning and basically did more of the same today, only less miserably, given that they were no longer utterly exhausted.

But Holly had really wanted to see him do something kinky. Well, listen anyway. She could ‘ride’ on his Link and hear what he was hearing. There had been something that Derek had been wanting to try for a little while now, ever since he’d gone hunting through a list of services and discovered that it was actually a thing.

There was a hotel, several, actually, that catered to the kink of wanting to break into a woman’s room in the middle of the night and force fuck her. Among his darker desires, Derek thought that this one was probably the darkest and most fucked up, but he was pushing past that and really just trying to enjoy himself. He’d been reluctant to let Holly tag along, even in just a listening capacity, until she’d pointed out that part of the deal with a few of these hotels was that the participants gave permission to whoever was doing it to record the experience in some capacity, or to allow someone else to experience it vicariously.

So...they were covered.

And as such, Derek was walking through the station, an erection straining against his pants, making for this hotel, talking with Holly through his Link.

“So what species are you going to do it with?” she asked suddenly.

“Not sure yet. I kind of want to do this with a human for some reason.”

“Interesting...man, this is all still so amazing to me, that there just exists a place like Desire. It’s so totally crazy. I mean, wonderful, to be sure, but totally crazy.”

“How much...frame of reference do you have? You seem to know a lot.”

“I absorbed quite a bit. I admit, I still have a lot to learn but thanks to the restoration and repair job Jamie did, I know even more. Oh wow, I am so going down on that woman as a thank you,” Holly replied, sounding dreamy.

“Can I be there for that?” Derek asked.

“Derek, you are letting me move in with you and your girlfriend, who is painfully hot, by the way, after I creepily stalked and cock-blocked you for a few weeks. You can fuck me doggystyle while I’m going down on her.”

“Well...okay, awesome.”

He stopped as he came to the hotel. He looked up at the five story building, considering this for a moment, then noticed something to its side. Derek moved towards it, going around into an alleyway in between the hotel and the building beside it.

“What’s happening? You got quiet,” Holly said.

“I’m here.”

“Nice. Ugh, I wish I could freaking see this. You should probably get yourself some kind ocular implant that’s a camera. You could freaking live-stream it to me,” Holly said.

“That seems like a bit of a commitment,” he replied, spying a fire escape. The ladder was down. Probably on purpose. He grabbed it and started climbing. Dark excitement bubbled in his lower stomach in anticipation. He was really doing this. He was going to break into some woman’s hotel room, a total stranger, and fuck her awake. Derek had made sure to triple-check that this was the right place, and even as he came to the first window, he saw a small plaque that pretty much announced that yeah, this was a hotel where you could totally break in and fuck those who were inside. Derek started hunting.

This was going to be fun, in a messed up kind of way.

There was no one in the first three windows, and it looked like the person beyond the next window was already...busy.

He moved up to the third floor and stopped, peering into another window.

“Oh yes,” he murmured.

“What is it?” Holly whispered.

“Redhead. Older. She’s naked, lying on her back, blanket off her chest. Goddamn she’s got huge tits,” he said.

“Destroy her,” she growled.

Derek moved slowly, carefully up to the window and tried to open it. It slid up with absurd ease. Well, it was time to have a lot of fun. He was already hard as hell. Slipping slowly and carefully into the room as quietly as he could, he closed the window behind him, then got out of his shoes, all the time staring at the redhead. Okay, well, mostly staring at her tits. They were fantastic, very large, probably triple-ds.

He slowly undid his belt, button, and zipper, then pulled out a thin tube of lube from his pocket before pulling his pants and boxers down. Stepping lightly out of them, he quickly squeezed some lube out into his hand and rubbed his stiff cock down. He wiped his hand off on his pants and set the lube down among his clothing. He was going to need to get into her pretty quick, and lubing up would make that easier.

Derek moved across the room, trying to keep his breathing steady, but he was honestly trembling with lust and excitement right now. He wondered how heavy a sleeper this woman was. Preparing to move fast if she woke up, because he imagined that if she were here, in this hotel, sleeping totally naked with the window open, she not only knew exactly what she wanted, but was probably pretty heavy into the roleplay of it as well, Derek gripped the blanket and pulled it back. He slowly revealed more of her body.

Fuck, she was so goddamned hot.

Nice, full hips, thick pale thighs, a perfect smooth pussy. Her legs were open a bit. She was in almost perfect fucking position. Still keeping his movements slow, Derek got slowly onto the bed, getting in between her legs.

He was almost, almost at her vagina when suddenly she shifted and her eyes slowly opened. She stared up at him, locked eyes with him, and for just a second he could see a tremendous lust and a deep satisfaction in them, and then the mysterious redhead slipped into her role.

“Somebody help!” she shrieked, and he clapped a hand over her mouth.

She tried to get up but he laid down on top of her, holding her in place with his own body, and gripped his cock.

“Shut the fuck up,” he growled. “Just shut the fuck up and stop fucking moving!” he screamed, as she was making it hard to slip inside of her.

She kept screaming and writhing beneath him. Okay, so she wanted it rough. He let go of her mouth and then slapped her three times in rapid succession. Not quite as hard as he could, but hard enough.

“No, don’t!” she cried.

“Stop fucking moving or I’m going hit you,” he snapped, holding a balled up fist in front of her face. She cringed away from him.

“Please...” she moaned, but she wasn’t moving anymore.

Derek got his cock up to the entrance of her pussy and pushed his way into her. She yelled again, bucking, trying to get him off of her, and he punched her in the ribs. She cried out. “No! Please don’t hit me again, please don’t hit me again...” she begged.

“Then hold fucking still goddamnit!” Derek screamed at her.

He started fucking her, pumping his cock into her, and oh wow was it amazing. She was fantastically tight, and turned on as hell because her vagina was insanely wet and hot. He started pounding her roughly, slamming her hard into the mattress, making the headboard begin to rock and bang against the wall.

“Oh fuck yes!” he groaned as the sexual gratification began to fill him. The pleasure was stunning, especially when she started struggling again.

“Get off! Get off of me!” she screamed.

He slapped her, then backhanded her, then kissed her hard on the mouth and began groping one of her huge, perfect breasts.

She moaned and kept trying to push him off of her, panting. As he kept fucking her and kissing her, she let out another cry, only this one was of ecstasy.

“I think someone likes it,” he said, pushing himself up a little bit and staring down at her. She had wonderfully green eyes and a clear pale face.

“No,” she moaned, panting, but he could tell she’d definitely lost it. “No, I...oh fuck...” she moaned loudly, and then wrapped her legs around him suddenly.

“Yeah, you like getting fucked like this you fucking whore, admit it!” he screamed at her and then slapped her again.

She moaned even louder. “I love it!” she screamed.

“Yeah, you filthy fuck whore,” he growled. “Tell me what a slut you are.”

“I’m a fucking slut!” she screamed, pulling him against her. “I’m a stupid fucking bitch! I’m a useless fucktoy whore!”

He gripped her throat suddenly and she gasped. “That’s it you fucking bitch,” he growled, squeezing.

Something gave inside of her and then she was coming. Oh wow was she ever coming. She bucked and heaved and writhed against him, and when he let go of her she sucked in a huge breath and started screaming her way through the full body orgasm she was experiencing. Fuck did it ever feel good, feeling her vaginal muscles tightening and clenching around his cock, squeezing it, as a gush of sex juices squirted out of her, pushing him towards his own orgasm, and Derek didn’t hold back, he didn’t want to.

He wanted to fill her with his seed.

And then he was coming as well, his dick jerking violently and forcefully inside of the tightness of this perfect redheaded, big-breasted mystery woman, coming in sync with her, within her. He was pumping her pussy full one, hard spurt at a time, pleasure exploding and careening through him. He felt linked with her, unified with her for this one moment in time.

It didn’t last very long, but it was great while it did.

When it was over, both of them were sweaty and tangled up around each other, chests heaving as they caught their breaths.

“I’m sorry,” the redhead said.

“What, why?” he replied, looking over at her. He was laying atop her, still inside of her, though he’d shifted a bit and was resting his head on the pillow beside her.

“I broke character at the end, it just...oh God it felt so good...” she murmured.

“I don’t mind, it was kind of hot, honestly,” he replied. After a moment, he pulled out of her and rolled over onto his back.

“Well, thank you. For a good time,” the redhead said after a bit.

“You’re welcome, and a big thank you to you as well. You are an amazing fuck.”

She laughed. “I’m glad you think so.”

“So, uh...would it be weird if I took a quick shower and left?” he asked.

“No, it’s fine. I’m really tired and this is my last day here anyway. I’m going right back to sleep after I clean up a bit,” she replied.

“Okay, good.”

They got up and headed for the bathroom.

“So was it good for you?” Derek asked Holly over their connection as he turned on the shower and slipped inside.

“It sounded so fucking hot. I mean, just...wow. It was amazing. Ugh, I’m so frustrated that I can’t see any of this. Or participate.”

“You’ll get there,” Derek replied.

As he kept showering, he briefly checked out the redhead as she cleaned up the load he’d blown inside of her.

This had been a hell of an experience.

He was definitely trying it again.

…

Derek was being hunted.

Although this time, not only was he aware of it, but he welcomed it.

He made his way into an arcade, glancing in the reflection of the glass-fronted door and confirmed that, yes, the Amazonian was still on his tail. He’d seen her after heading out of a restaurant. He was alone for now. Ever since getting her files back, Anya had been going at her writing projects with an intensity he hadn’t quite seen before. So he was happy to let her get to it, since she seemed to be enjoying herself immensely, losing herself in the work. As penance for stealing it from her, Holly was helping with edits.

So he’d gone out, unsure of what to do. First, he’d gone bowling for a bit, then he’d stopped at a restaurant for a light meal. On his way out, she had seen him from across the thoroughfare. They’d locked eyes briefly, and wow did she have intense blue eyes, and something in him had felt...strangely playful.

She’d started coming for him, all seven feet of her, and he’d just smirked at her, turned and started walking away, towards a nearby arcade. He wasn’t really sure why. But she was still following him, and he intended on seeing exactly where this was going. Because holy fuck did he ever miss fucking Amazonian pussy.

Those women were spectacular in bed.

Although honestly he didn’t really have much to measure against, since he’d only ever fucked one. And she had been a fucking model. A redheaded goddess. From what he’d been able to see so far, this woman seemed more of the rough-and-tumble type, a mercenary probably. Derek headed through the arcade and moved to a back area that had a few shooter games. Before he could select one and get started though, he felt her presence behind him.

“Hello,” she said. She had a really hot voice.

“Hey there,” he replied, turning around, looking up at her.

Up close, she did really look pretty tough, extremely intimidating, but holy fuck was she curvy. She had enormous breasts and very large, broad hips, with wonderfully thick thighs, all of her body showcased in a tight white tanktop and blue jogging shorts. And she was not wearing a bra. She had vividly pale skin and brilliant blue eyes and short black hair.

“I’m Emily,” she said.

“Derek.”

“Well, Derek, would you like some company?” she asked.

“If you are that company, then emphatically yes,” he replied.

She laughed. “Good to hear. Come on, show me which one of these is worth playing. Been forever since I’ve taken a crack at a good shooter sim.”

“I’m guessing you do the real thing more often than not,” he replied as he led her across the room to one that had a zombie apocalypse setting.

“Yep. How could you tell?” she asked.

“You’ve just got that badass mercenary vibe about you.”

“Does that scare you?”

“Hell yeah it does.”

“But not enough to politely, awkwardly decline my advances.”

“God no.”

“Hmm.”

They got the arcade sim up and running, grabbing the fake pistols. Emily was an exceptionally good shot. She didn’t miss a single time, and never failed to make a headshot. He supposed, in between her years of experience (she seemed to be at least in her mid-thirties) and being genetically engineered in the Amazon Program, she would be. Plus, this was just a sim, easier than real life. Whenever she turned away from him to get at another zombie or group of them, he couldn’t help but check out her ass.

It was fucking enormous.

Even for an Amazonian, she seemed particularly curvy. Not that he had a lot to compare against, again.

“What brings you to Desire?” Emily asked in between rounds.

“I work here,” he replied.

She raised an eyebrow. “Really? You don’t seem the type...sorry if that was rude,” she added, as though suddenly realizing that she’d said something without really thinking about it.

“It’s fine,” he replied. “I know what you mean. But yeah, I was hired in...kind of a strange way. But that was about two months ago now. I’m a tech.”

She paused, then a small smile touched her lips. “A technician? You into alien chicks?”

“Oh yes. I live with one.”

“What species?”

“Dysil.”

“Oh my God, they are so fucking hot. She’s really curvy, right?”

“Oh yeah, very. She’s an...exceptionally skilled lover.”

“Yeah, I’ll bet. Okay, a recently hired tech who loves to fuck alien girls and works at Desire, who’s got that kind of quiet and awkward thing about him. I can dig it. You wanna go back to my place? I’m staying a hotel not too far away,” she said.

“Now or after a few more rounds?” he replied.

“Now, I’m...kind of an impatient person.”

“Fine by me.”

Okay, wow, so this was going exactly as he’d hoped it would. A fucking Amazonian woman had approached him and was taking him to her hotel.

“Why are you into me...if you don’t mind my asking,” he asked as they left the arcade and she led them deeper in the station.

“You remind me of someone, if I’m being honest. But really, I just like the type. Cute, shy, young. You push several of my buttons.”

“Who do I remind you of?”

“Guy named Ryan. Few years back, I went out on a limb and hired a cute young tech for my ship. We were an all-girls ship, all of us kinda different. And I seduced him, and then we all seduced him, and he fucked all of us. And it was awesome.”

“It sounds awesome,” Derek replied.

She laughed. “Yeah.”

“What happened? You make it sound like he’s not around anymore.”

“He’s not. I still see him from time to time. After a bad situation, he and the two women he had started dating decided it was time to get out of the life. They settled down on a planet and are happy as hell from what I’ve been able to figure out. He started writing books, his xenian partner Syl opened her own tech workshop, and his cyvit partner Colleen is a doctor at the local hospital. It’s all working out pretty good.”

“That must be really nice,” he murmured.

“I bet this setup is pretty nice. I’m guessing you’re in an open relationship. I mean...it’s kind of just an unspoken rule on the station,” Emily said.

“Oh yeah, definitely. We fuck...a lot of people. Good God have I fucked so many women since I’ve come here.”

“Any Amazonians?”

“Just one. And it was amazing.”

“What was her name? I might know her. I knew a lot of Amazonians.”

“Elise. She was a redhead.”

“Elise...oh my God! She went on to become a model. You fucked her? Oh wow, she must have been a spectacular fuck.”

“She really was.”

Emily smirked. “Well, I can’t promise to be quite as a spectacular fuck, but I can promise to rock your fucking world.”

“Don’t worry, I don’t really compare sexual partners. I’m just thrilled to be fucking whoever it is I’m currently fucking,” he replied.

They had arrived at her hotel. She took his hand and led him in through the front door. “Good, that’s a great way to think about it. Come on. I’m on the first floor. This is gonna be awesome.”

She took him down a hallway, stopping at one of the doors and opening it up.

“So, I had a question,” he said as she led him into her room.

“Shoot,” she replied, stripping off her tanktop.

“Could I, uh, film this?” he asked.

She turned around, showing him her enormous breasts. Good fucking lord they were truly amazing. She smirked at him. “You wanna film yourself fucking my brains out?” she asked.

“Yeah.”

“Any particular reason?”

“My girlfriend, Anya, she’s been asking me to try and do that more often. She wants to, uh, see me in action, I guess.”

Emily laughed. “Yeah, okay, I’m cool with that.”

“Awesome, thanks.”

He pulled out the small camera he’d started carrying around from his pocket and turned it on. “Apparently, she likes a little bit of context,” he said, and aimed the camera at her. “Babe, this is Emily. She is a fucking Amazonian, and her tits are huge.”

“Yep,” Emily said, posing briefly for the camera. She turned around after a bit and pulled down her shorts. “And so is my ass.”

“Holy fuck,” he whispered. Her ass was huge and pale and spectacularly thick.

Emily walked over to her enormous bed and laid down.

“Don’t keep me waiting,” she said.

“Uh, yeah, sorry,” he replied. He found a good place for the camera, attaching it to the wall next to the bed and angling it down a little, then hooking it to his Link remotely. He got in bed with Emily and checked the feed. It looked good. It was also weird looking at himself from a different point of view. He logged out of it.

As soon as she could, Emily started kissing him, grabbing his hand and laying it across one of her huge tits. Okay, so, kind of aggressive. That was fine. He began playing with her tits, groping them, marveling at how huge and pale and wonderful they were. Emily shoved her tongue into his mouth, almost violently seeking his own, and twisting them together as soon as she found it. He kissed her back hard, reaching back and around, just able to get one hand on her enormous ass. This sex was going to be so amazing.

As if thinking the same thing, and very impatient to get to it, Emily shoved him suddenly onto his back and moved quickly down the length of his body.

“Mind if I ride you,” she asked, then licked up the entire length of his cock.

“Fuck! No, it’s fine,” he groaned in response.

“Good boy,” she replied, then took his dick into her mouth and started bobbing her head rapidly, getting him slicked up and ready for her. Pleasure sizzled furiously into his body, making him flush with heat and causing him to breath heavily. This was definitely something else, and awesome. After maybe twenty seconds, Emily took his saliva-coated cock from her mouth and mounted him quickly. It was extremely frightening and intimidating to see someone so big moving so quickly, especially when it was you they were climbing on top of.

“Don’t worry, Derek,” she said, smirking, “I promise not to break you. I’ve done this before. You can trust me.”

“Okay,” he replied, thinking of nothing else to say.

She reached down between them, rested the head of his steel-hard cock at the entrance of her vagina, (he could feel heat coming off of her, damn this was going to be great), and then lowered herself, taking him smoothly into her.

“Oh fuuuuuuck yes,” Emily groaned, almost growled, somewhere deep in her throat. She reached out and grabbed the headboard to steady herself, then began to ride his cock, taking his whole rigid length into her.

She was absurdly wet inside.

“Hot damn, Emily,” he groaned, reaching out and grabbing her enormously broad hips. “This is just...your pussy is amazing!”

“I know,” she replied, then moaned as she kept fucking herself with his dick. “And I’m super easy to get off. And yes, you can totally shoot your load into me.”

“Oh thank fuck,” he groaned.

He found himself buried beneath her huge hips, in between her tremendously thick thighs, watching his cock get buried in her tight, perfectly smooth pussy over and over again. She was crying out, her already sexy voice even sexier now that she was making these sounds. As he kept getting fucked by her, Derek knew immediately that he was going to have to go on the hunt for a regular Amazonian fuck friend, even if it was prostitute at a brothel, he was doing this like once or twice a week now.

It just felt too good.

And it was just such an amazing experience. Emily was fucking huge. Not just her boobs or her ass, but everything about her. She was about a foot taller than him, and although that didn’t seem like much, when you were actually presented with it, it was out of this world. She seemed impossible. Derek suddenly realized that she was about to come. She was pounding him down into the mattress harder and faster, satisfying herself furiously on his dick, making those rapid, high-pitched cries of ecstasy that meant she was propelling herself towards climax.

And then she was coming.

She let out a tremendous scream and he felt a release, a gush of hot sex juices escaping her vagina. Wow, was she ever a squirter. She trembled and jerked, holding herself rigid in position above him as she came, and since she’d stopped actually fucking him, and since she’d probably enjoy it, he began thrusting up into her.

“Oh fucking goddamnit yes! Fuck that pussy!” she shrieked.

Okay, she really enjoyed it. He continued pounding up into her as hard and as fast as he could, fucking her orgasming vagina and feeling his own rapturous bliss as he did. His cock felt like it was aflame with pleasure and he knew this was going to be a relatively short fuck session. Not that Emily seemed to mind.

He fucked her until she’d finished, then she took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “You haven’t come yet,” she murmured.

“I’m very close,” he replied.

She reached down, took his hands and brought them up to her huge tits. “Come for me, Derek,” she murmured as she began to ride him again. “Come in my pussy. Don’t you want to fill up some hot, older Amazonian pussy?” she asked.

Derek made a sound that tried to be a word but failed, only coming out as a noise of pure pleasure, and started to shoot his load into her. Fucking dammit, whenever women said stuff like that to him it was like hitting the emergency dump valve on his semen. Emily moaned loudly, her voice joining his as he started pumping her vagina full of his seed, his dick kicking furiously, spitting it all out seemingly as fast as it could. Pleasure pulsed and raced through him and for a little while, he was lost in the orgasm, lost inside of her.

When it was over, he fell back against the bed, and Emily got off of him. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?” she asked, sounding surprisingly sheepish.

“I...my hips are gonna be sore,” he replied.

She’d been going really hard on him.

“Sorry,” she said, then she rolled over and grabbed the camera off the wall. She brought it up to her face. “Sorry I hurt your man, his cock was just too goddamned good.”

“I think Anya will understand that,” Derek replied with a laugh.

“Well, Anya, whoever you may be, you have an awesome fucking boyfriend.”

She handed the camera off to him. “There you go, babe. Hope you enjoyed the show.”

He turned it off, set it down, and laid back, letting out a huge breath.

“So...” Emily said.

“So?” he replied, looking over at her.

“You wanna make part two of that video?”

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