2 comments/ 16390 views/ 0 favorites Space Truckin' By: TheFrenchGuy "NavCon to Pony Trecker. "Roger, NavCon. "ETA 1615. Dock 8. Confirm, please. "Dock 8 at 1615. Confirmed, NavCon. We’ve locked on the assigned vector. "Roger, Pony. Vector lock confirmed. DeckCon will take you in charge in about 35 minutes. NavCon over and out." 35 minutes. More than enough to get in touch with Suzie, Butch thought. He typed in a small "Hi! I’m here" message to be included with the ship’s SpaceMail. "Pony Trecker to Comcon. "Roger, Pony. "Sending 2,63 Mb of SMail. Burst mode. "Acknowledged, Pony. Receiving 2,63 Mb at my mark...Mark." There it goes, thought Butch. Just in time. The ship locked to the station and as soon as it was connected to the net, Butch got his answer. "Sorry, Butch. Not this time. Suzie." What? Why not this time? He’d always been good to her in the past. Butch understood when, passing through the airlock, he discovered the other spaceships at bay. Five Space Marines shuttles were there, revealing the presence of a dreadnought in the system. As usual, all the feminine personnel of the station had been requisitioned to cater to all the boys needs. "Folks like us are piece of shit for the station’s officials." Stewart’s saying echoed Butch’s thought. "What’s your plan now, buddy?" Stewart asked him. "Don’t know. "Me, I’m gonna get some better booze than usual and forget about those bastards for the next 72 hours. "Mind if I join? "You bet! Your treat first." *** Ten hours later, Butch had forgotten about the Marines but some part of his body kept reminding him of more physical matters. "Shit, man!" he told Stewart, "I need to fuck! "Why don’t you ask that young bartender, here? "Come on. Three bottles of fayalin and I’ll still be straight. "No, no...I mean...I know the guy. Can get you anything...if you got the cash... "Hum...I didn’t buy Suzie’s presents anyway..." Butch left Stewart at the table. "Hey, sonny!" he called, "You got a nice chick for a lonely spacehound? "You like Manarkans? "Hell no! Anything more human? "Nope. Not until the boys leave town in...23 hours." Butch slammed the counter. "Holy shit!!" Everyone in the bar stopped talking and turned to him but Butch’s angry stare dissuaded them to interfere. Conversations resumed. "Sorry, chief," said the bartender, going back to business. Minutes passed with Butch still mumbling his frustration at the counter. "Hello, big shot." Butch turned around. An average guy in a maintenance crew suit. None I know, Butch thought. "I hear you wanna go for a ride?" the guy asked. "Who are you, Mister Clever?" Butch replied. "Relax, Max. My girlfriend’s in town for a while and she’s not requisitioned. Sounds OK? "Your girlfriend, hey? Where do you fit, smarty? "It’s OK with me, pal. Long as I can make some bucks on the side. "And what does SHE say? "Wendy? Believe me, she’s an absolute freak. I can hardly keep up. Say...you ever tried zero G?" Butch laughed. "Hey! Do I look like a cadet? Of course I tried. Can’t give a jab without bouncing back a mile. Gimme some gravity and I’ll give the works to any girl on this side of Orion. "Sure you do, fellah. But, what’s the use of getting tired when the girl does all the job? Can you imagine being sucked dry while floatin’ effortlessly? No kidding, zero G 69’s her favourite. So what do you say? 300’s nothing for you. "200. Because you’re as desperate as I am. "Gimme five. The Astropalace. Room 309 in 15 minutes." Butch gave the man the cash and, waving a stunned Stewart good bye, left the saloon. The Astropalace was on deck 6, sector blue. He took the nearest elevator and walked through sector red. The area was filled with marines, each of them holding a girl close. While carefully avoiding their path, Butch resented their presence and his mood grew darker as he arrived at the palace. Fuckin’ Hell, he thought, that girl oughta be good. Room 309. Butch rang the bell. "Yes?" a feminine voice answered. "Hi, Butch here. I met your man at... "Come in." The door slid open. Butch entered a small cubicle and the door closed behind him. On the opposite wall was the usual rotating drum of an airlock. Next to it, a blinking "0G condition" sign. "There’s a locker on the right." Obviously, the girl was waiting behind that gravlock. Butch shrugged and started to undress. As soon as he was finished, the drum came into motion. "Come on in." Butch knew these things but, accustomed to the ship’s artificial field, he’d never been a low gravity fan. He entered the lock and gripped the handles as the drum rotated again. The gravity nullifier came alive and Butch felt his weight fading away. In a few seconds time, his body floated and the lock opened to a large dim lighted room. A whole sphere with a furry covering, a design only disturbed by the door. There was no furniture to be seen, but who needed furniture in such conditions? Butch carefully "plunged" into the room, leaving the drum rotating once more behind him. "Hello," he said, seeing no one. "Hello," a voice behind/above him replied. Butch turned around. The girl was there, but his abrupt move made him roll and he contorted to regain stability. She grabbed his arm and brought him to a stop. When his attention finally shifted to her, Butch felt his heart miss a few beats. A breathtaking sight her naked body was. A floating crown of golden hair, glowing like sunrays through the clouds, surrounded her angel smiling face. She seemed amused at Butch’s awkwardness as she moved gracefully into the air. Her light golden tan emphasised every curve of her body. She had long legs although she was not as tall as Butch. Her pubic hair was trimmed so short it looked like chicksdown that hardly hid anything of her vulvae. Her generous breasts could have easily defied gravity. Under 0G, their tits were pointing at Butch and exerting a hypnotic effect on him. "Well, big boy, don’t you have some women up there? Butch swallowed and almost blushed. "No seven-sector callout like you, for sure," he replied, "Wendy, right? "If it suits you, yes. I can be any woman you want. "You’re...just fine." She smiled and, swimming like she was in a pool, approached him. Butch opened his arms and they locked, her arms around his neck, his around her waist and her legs rose to cross behind his waist. Butch couldn’t wait any longer. He grabbed her nape and kissed her fiercely. Keeping her cool temper, she offered her mouth to his probing tongue. Her lips were fresh and she exhaled a scent of exotic flavours. He left her lips to kiss her face and neck. Her tits were rock hard upon his chest but warm as natural. Her pubic hair was tickling his erect manhood and he could feel the warmth of her snatch radiate on his balls. He grabbed her ass and drove his pole towards her cavern he entered with a long suction sound. Butch was in Heaven. His mind was free from cares, all thoughts directed towards that sweet sheath that suited his dick so well. Hands on her hips, he began sliding back and forth, oblivious to her pleasure. After a few minutes of that treatment, she stopped him with a kiss. "Wait. Let me do..." Butch stared, abruptly awaking from his heavenly routine. Then he closed his eyes and moaned like never before. Her pussy was sucking and squeezing his dick like never before. In his imagination, he was drowned in a tropical ocean, his shaft swallowed by a giant anemone. Blinded, he couldn’t see Wendy move but felt her caresses. Her hands slowly slid down his back, down to his crack. Extending one arm, she cupped his balls while massaging his hole with the other. In his dream, Butch was now surrounded by anemones, touching him everywhere, providing waves of ecstasy through his nerves, and building the most powerful orgasm of his entire life. His will for self-control was annihilated and he couldn’t fight against the ejaculating urge he now felt. Ready to blow, he heard her voice in the distance. "Kiss me, big boy." He stretched out his tongue waiting for her to capture him and another anemone took hold of his mouth. Strangely, her exotic flavours were gone. Tasted like...blood...but the thought died in the back of his brain as fast as it had appeared, and he abandoned his flesh and soul to her. *** "Hurry boys!" The station squad ran in the alleyway, followed by its leader and an upset Stewart, and stopped in front of a door labelled 309. "Squad One to Central. In position. "Roger, Squad One. Unlocking...done. Go get it, Sam! "Roger, Central. Let's go." Four men rushed into the room and checked every corner before gathering in front of the gravlock. "Where are they?" Stewart asked. "In the other room. Seems your friend and our visitor like to fly. You come with me, the lock is too small for three and I need a witness." Stewart followed the leader into the gravlock. They both grabbed the handles and the cycle began. When the drum stopped, both men stepped out and froze. "Butch!" Stewart screamed. "Shookeydah!" the squad leader shouted simultaneously. Butch, lips still sealed with Wendy's, turned his head towards that familiar voice that was shattering his dream. He opened his eyes and saw Stewart in the distance. He was blurry but it was Stewart all right. What was he saying? Watch out? What for? Butch turned his head back to Wendy. She was as beautiful as ever but something was wrong. A bell, triggered by Stewart, was ringing inside his head. He tried to focus on her head. She was getting blurry too. Strangely, she was not looking at him anymore. She looked angry, staring at the other guy -who?- and spiting like a wildcat. Butch tried to run free from her embrace but she was locking him tight into her tentacles. "Hey, Wendy! Is there something w..." Something was wrong indeed and, as his sight became clearer, Butch discovered the true nature of his date. "No, NO!! Stewart!! A Spacedrac!!! Help!!!!" Screaming, Butch tried to escape but he was imprisoned from chest to thighs into a mesh of sticking tendrils. The sensuous suction had turned to pain and Butch watched droplets of blood, his blood, take off and float from Wendy’s former vulvae. "Help!! It's sucking me!! Help!!" The squad leader was still shouting words in a dialect unknown to the two spacefarers, only to be answered by the creature's growls. Finally, he drew his neutral and shot. The creature uttered a scream of pain that Butch felt like he had been shot himself and they both fell unconscious. *** "Hey, Butch. Wake up!" Butch opened his eyes. He was laying on a bed, in the sober whiteness of a hospital room. Stewart was there. "How you feel now? Ok? "Stewart! What happened? The Drac... "It's over, buddy. They got the creep under control now." Both men remained silent for a while. "She was...so real!" Butch finally said. "I know...lucky I could see the scars on the man's neck." *** "You know what? Butch asked. Fuck the marines!! I wouldn't have been in trouble without them. "Right," Stewart replied, "but, hey! you know the good news? "What? "There was a reward on that bitch. I got dough enough to spend whole week at the Venus Palace. And you're coming along. "You bet I'm coming," Butch replied, "I got first pick!!" Space Trucking The small tug bumped to a stop on the rocky surface. Three small rocket driven grapples drove into the surface anchoring the vessel to the speeding rock. It seemed small in the dark vastness of outer space. After a short period of time, the airlock of the craft opened. It was eerie in the loneliness all around. Then there was a rush of air that dissipated instantly into the vacuum. A clumsy lone figure emerged in a shiny silver spacesuit and slowly backed down the landing ladder to the surface. He clipped the life line to the reinforced ring at the edge of the airlock. Safety is the first rule of a sole prospector in space. There was no one in the area to assist if an accident occurred or if he drifted off helpless in the weightless atmosphere to his doom. The suited figure did a thorough inspection walk around the area of the anchored tug, searching for any dangers the scans hadn't picked up from orbit. In the process, he collected a bag full of rocks to run through the small assay device on board. The results would confirm the scans made from orbit. They had disclosed that this asteroid was made of an amalgam of rare and valuable ores which, when sold would fund the prospector's life at a level of extravagance he had only dreamed of. He had found the "Lasseter's Reef" of legend. Since the human race had embarked into space, the metals used in space vessels had sky-rocketed in price and created a new gold rush into the ether and vastness of the universe. It was a lonely, friendless occupation as a Space Prospector, with the only human contact at the far flung frontier outposts. Where repairs and supplies could be obtained and a man could get a drink and a whore. Here hard men, disgruntled with the life on Terra, had fled to make their fortunes or die in the attempt. It was amazing the advances man had made since the First World War when the alien hordes had descended on Terra to rape it of its natural resources. Finally mankind, all races, colour and creed had joined forces to defend the home world. It had lasted almost a decade but eventually humans had beaten the aliens, driving them out of the solar system. It was thanks to the infinity drive that Win Enterprises had developed giving man faster than light space travel and unlimited energy to power the new wave of laser cannons and photon torpedoes. It gave humans the power and equipment to overcome the invaders. After the war, still in the euphoria of victory, humans were united for the first time ever and started to work together for the benefit of all mankind now known as Terran's. Hunger and disease had been wiped out in the following decade. All mankind were equal. Free health care became universal, peace reigned in the world for the first time in history. All the time, effort and money was now used to make the world a utopia for all the peoples of this great planet. It was a world of good. With all the advances though, there was nothing seriously changed with human nature. Man would always be man, greedy and envious of someone else's successes. It had spawned the masses of space pirates who plundered the lonely outposts of space, in particular the Space Prospectors. Hundreds of prospectors and their space crafts had disappeared without trace after reporting sightings of space pirates. The lonely spaceman was a skilled prospector and cast his experienced eye over the rocky surface. He was excited by what he saw. The next two weeks would be spent in mindless sampling of the big asteroid. The assays and sonic maps of the asteroid would be enough to sell a percentage of the rock to a mining company. He would get them to do the mining and sit back and think how to spend the money that would flow in. First things first though, he had to get to a settlement with a Registry Office and register his claim on the asteroid. He already had one in mind. Just thinking of the rough settlement he had in mind made him smile. He had a friend that ran the local bar and grill. A red head, mid-thirties, trim figure and a touch over 5'6." He was looking forward to catching up again. The last visit had ended badly when he got into a bar fight and virtually destroyed her bar. It had been wrecked in the past but not like that. It was after all where the hardened miners congregated to blow off steam and get with some human company, decent food a good hangover and some female affection. But when two men have designs on the same woman at the same time, serious trouble isn't far behind. Testosterone and pride rears its ugly head. With the assaying completed and a small amount of raw ore, Fury secured the tug contents and prepared to head back to civilisation. The ore would give him enough credits to exploit his find and enjoy himself. With the ship stowed, Fury fired the infinity drive, jettisoned the landing grapples and lifted gently from the surface. With the ship orbiting the asteroid, Fury programmed in the 3 dimensional co-ordinates of the Asteroid Bar & Grill, double checked them twice and sent the ship into the void for the week long journey back to civilisation. He climbed into the stasis bed ready for his prolonged sleep. His thoughts drifted back to the last meeting with the woman who haunted his thoughts day and night... They were in her private dining room lined in deep red velvet, separated from the noise and activity of her bar by being on the mezzanine floor and blanketed by a wall of heavy drapes. The room was lit by several candles. The wine was on ice in a silver ice bucket on its own stand and the food was of excellent quality. A rare experience on the frontier. Above all else was the company. She was everything he desired in a woman, a redhead (always a sucker for a pretty redhead) intelligent, fiery temperament, pale skin, excellent breasts, shapely legs and a strong toned body. His thoughts drifted past the early evening and on to the later evening as he escorted her to her accommodation and the long sweet good night kiss; how she had invited him in for a nightcap. After a short period of dancing to the music, how their kisses had gotten stronger, deeper and more demanding. They explored each other's bodies until she took his hand and led him to her boudoir. She pampered him first with a hot oil massage, relieving him of all his tension and once relaxed, she lay beside his naked body in nothing more than a pair of transparent panties. He saw they were already damp at the crotch. Her head rested on his chest while her finger traced the spider web of scars across his chest. There were plenty of them earned over a rough life. Her finger was seductive, slowly moving downward at a snail's pace until it circled his navel. They chatted softly in to the night, while she continued to trace his chest. The dull roar of the 24 hour bar never far away in the background. Her finger continued its idle search of his body as they chatted but decided to change to a more seductive explore. It descended, coming to the wiry mat of pubic hair. She carried on, twirling his short, curly hair and then gently grasped his cock. His breath caught in his throat, and his heart rate jumped in anticipation. She slowly stroked his manhood and her lips kissed their way down his body towards her active hand. She reached the tip of the shaft, slowly teasing him with her lips, with her tongue and grazing teeth. The seduction caused him to arch his back from the bed. Eventually she kissed the head and slowly took him into her mouth. Sighing with sublime pleasure, he relaxed as she gave him a blow job, raising him to surf the edge of climax and by manipulation of his shaft, bringing him back down from that edge. Only to repeat, building back to the point of no return and again denying him his climax. In bringing herself into position for her to take him into her mouth, she had exposed her own sex! Fury took full advantage. His fingers and thumb began to play a sweet duet to her on her moist gusset. Then, he tore her wispy panties from her body and completely exposed her sex to his teasing fingers and expertly played her like a fine, exquisite musical instrument. Her intimate lips began to swell and opened up, like a sunflower to the rising sun. This allowed his fingers access to her sweet depths. Her woman's sweet odour caressed his sense of smell and she felt his erection harden and pulse in her mouth. His probing fingers slid deep into her, searching and seeking her hidden pleasure zones. Her hips pushed forward to drive his fingers deeper while his thumb caressed her clitoris. She spread her legs wider inviting him. His gasp as she took his rampant cock deep into her mouth was music to her ears. Then she positioned herself on his body. Her breath caressing his manhood as her hips slid over and onto his face. She cried aloud when his tongue touched her swollen clitoris and sucked it into his mouth. His teeth rasped gently across her swollen pleasure button. In pleasure, her hips slammed down hard on his face. His tongue delved deeply into her sopping wet pussy. He tasted her labia whilst her tongue caressed his erect cock slowly and sweetly. They caressed and pleasured each other orally, their hips writhing and bucking as their climaxes slowly built. His tongue and lips brought her from heavy pants, through to wanton mewls, through to needy moans and finally to a crescendo of loud passion. Her thighs clamped tightly around his head as she began to climax her sweet juices. They spilled into his mouth while she screwed her pussy harder and harder onto his mouth and on to his delving tongue. Her "la petite mort" ravaged her body as she flooded his mouth with her cum and he lapped it up hungrily much like the cat that got the cream. All this, while her tongue and mouth sucked on his cock, bringing on his ejaculation. Her actions and flushing orgasm excited him. She forced his length deep into her receptive mouth and throat. His body stiffened and his sperm flew and drenched her mouth. It overwhelmed her ability to swallow it all and the excess semen ran out and drenched his loins. He grabbed her, pulled her up to him and wrapped his big arms around her. He kissed her sweet mouth as they lay holding each other and recuperated. Soon they would be ready to begin all over again... While his space craft moved swiftly towards the frontier outpost, a shadowy vessel trailed behind him. It was painted black with no registration numbers displayed. It appeared silent and sinister as it travelled. The time passed quickly and Fury's ship was soon parking itself in orbit around the Asteroid city. He was awoken as timed, quickly showered and dressed in black jeans, black and dark red patterned leather cowboy boots and a matching dark red top with black flashes across his shoulders and upper chest. He looked handsome and ready for a night out. He called Space Control for landing permission and directions to a landing bay. Once settled on the concrete landing pad, he secured the ship, set the alarms and shut down the drives. Entering the pressurised area, which was mostly below the surface of the hollowed out rock, he headed for the USF (United Space Federation) offices to secure his claim. Whilst there, he also converted some of his samples into credits. With his business completed, he eagerly headed to the Asteroid Bar & Grill, and to the glamorous red head who ran it. She was a mature woman with a woman's needs and desires. She had several lovers that courted her. It didn't bother him too much. Time and distance was the hurdle that made their relationship open ended and fortunately, he had only ever been there once when one of her other lovers was in town. That didn't end to well. They had busted up her bar! He pushed that episode to the back of his mind. He was excited as he approached the bar. His last strike made him comfortable with asking her for a commitment, to spouse him and travel with him as his wife. The butterflies were flying formation in his stomach and he tried to calm his racing heart. He paused at the outer door, composed himself, gave himself the once over, and checked he had the surprise in his pocket. With more bravado than he felt, he pushed the swing doors open and walked in checking the room for old friends and enemies. Noticeably absent from the bar was the red head he was seeking. Then he noticed that the drapes were drawn on her private dining room. Fronting the bar dejected, he ordered a "depth charge" and sculled it down as fast as his heart had sunk. He ordered another drink and his mind wondered who had the pleasure of her company tonight. He saw there was a new barmaid here tonight. A pretty young thing with auburn hair and a very alluring body, barely covered by her working uniform. He moved to a table in a quieter corner where he could keep his eye on who came and went. He purposefully sat with his back to the wall. Carrying as many credits as he had, he knew he was a target for many of the small 'never do wells' that frequented the bar. A quick unethical whisper from someone in the USF office in the right criminal ear could spell serious trouble for someone in his situation. The new barmaid sauntered to his table. She was even better on the eye close up. She had deep blue eyes and a pretty smile. She hadn't been out on the frontier long, he could tell from the sparkle in her eyes still. The frontier was rough on women. It crushed their spirit as they realised it wasn't the adventurous place they had imagined, but instead a rough, hard Spartan life with small hope of finding a rich prospector who was still young and attractive. Sure they were all heavily muscled but a prospector's life was hard on the body. Most prospectors were part cyborg with replacement robotic parts. Even Fury had his fair share of repli-parts, bought and installed at ungodly cost but a man needed to be fit. Cripples just didn't last long working the 'roids. "Hello my name is Janine, I will be taking care of you tonight," she said with a smile. "G'Day Janine, they call me Fury and yes I do look forward to you 'taking' care of me," he replied with a wicked grin as his mind conjured up a vision of her naked and sweaty, under his body, later in the evening. But for now, he ordered, "A beer and a steak dinner and apple pie and cream for afters. Real steak, real apples and real cream." He slipped a credit disk into her hand and watched her eyes widen when she realised how much money she was holding. She hurried to the bar and returned with a cold frothy beer and telling him she would pick the best steak out just for him. She returned with a huge steak and veggies, just what several months on space food made him lust after. The steak was cooked perfectly, bleeding as his knife sliced through it. Sitting back, after demolishing the meal and washing it down with another beer, he told Janine to wait a while before the apple pie. His eyes kept drifting towards the private dining room and as the night grew late his plans started to dissolve in an alcohol based haze. His attention began to focus on the new girl Janine, and his alcohol fuelled lust. When she came over to take his empty glass, he asked her for a bottle of Earth Bourbon, knowing it would punch a sizable hole in his travel money, and asked her if she would join him in a drink. Fending off his groping hands, she explained, "I'd love to Fury but my shift isn't over for another 2 hours" "Mmm I can wait Hun," he muttered. With a quick glance around the bar she kissed him whispering, "Don't get too drunk cowboy, you might not get into the saddle." She winked at him. With a gentle smile, Fury returned the wink, and began to nurse his drink. There was music playing in the background. Old songs from his youth. Anthems he had ridden to war listening too. He hated when memories of the world war came crashing back into his consciousness. All he remembered was the constant sorties in his fighter craft, day after day, endlessly flying off into danger. In the beginning they were heavily outnumbered with inferior craft and weapons. They suffered heavy losses. Many of his mates never returned and then came the change that bred success. The infinity drive was created and it put the Terran's in the driving seat. No longer were their craft slow and clumsy in comparison to the alien ships. They were faster, more agile and had unlimited fire-power. Without doubt, it was the winning fluke that saved the human race from extinction and drove the aliens running for cover and back to their own galaxy. The Terran's had not forgotten that experience. Now they had heavily armed cruisers with a company of space marines aboard on constant patrol, always vigilante for incursions into their sphere of influence. Never again would the humans be caught off guard. Their first experience of E.T. had shaped their diplomatic outlook for future encounters, and was not towards peaceful co-existence. His reminiscing was interrupted by Janine hopping into his lap in her civvies, which he was happy to notice, concealed even less than her work clothes. She handed him his change from his credit and he slipped a large tip into her cleavage, what there was of it! He ordered a bottle of champagne and they toasted the night, then moved to the music end of the bar and danced for a while. After a few dances, she leaned in close and whispered, "I really need to get off my feet Fury. It's been a long day at work. Will you escort me home?" "Of course My Lady," he offered gallantly, "Let's get your coat and we will go" With a throaty chuckle she responded, "I live upstairs. It's a perk of the job. Just bring that bourbon and that stiff cock in your pants" "Oh you noticed that did you?" he smiled guiltily. "I thought I had kept that secret" With a quick kiss, she took his hand and led him to the back stairs and on to her room. It was compact to say the least, barely enough room for the queen sized bed, the dresser and the small alcove with a shower and toilet. Space was a premium in space. Closing the door, Fury turned only to catch Janine as she threw herself into his arms and tightly embraced him. She showered his grizzled face in hot kisses as she hung from his neck and pressed her young nubile body to his. Catching her breath and taking him by the hand, she led him into the tiny shower area and began to strip her clothing in a slow sensuous dance teasing him coyly. She covered her secret places shyly. He pulled her to him and held her tightly. He kissed her soft red lips, biting her lower lip suggestively and tugged her hair free. Janine unfastened his clothing and stripped him, swiftly dragging him into the shower and dowsing them in cold water, giggling aloud. "Slow down, this is a marathon not a sprint. We have all night," she whispered in his ear, full of naughty promise. He gasped at the cold water. Slowly, the water turned warm and then very hot just the way he liked it. It washed the stresses away. Janine began soaping and massaging his body which felt good to him. Slowly he began to relax and to respond in kind to Janine's attention. He soaped her body and caressed the work day aches from her body till they were both aroused and panting hard. Janine slid down Fury's body coming to her knees, eyeing his erect cock as she gently caressed it. "My god it's beautiful, perfect and so big," she murmured softly. She looked up at his smiling face and began tonguing the head. He leaned back against the wall whilst the scalding water ran down his body. It didn't take long for his climax to crash through his body. He had after all, been alone in space quite a long time without any female companionship. He enjoyed jettisoning his spunk all over her face and mouth. He let the shower water clean her off before whisking her off her feet. He carried her to the bed, dropped her softly on the duvet and stood over her admiring her nakedness. He thought how fortunate he was to have met her tonight especially as his plans had been dashed. He lowered himself to the bed beside her. He kissed her softly as his hands explored her pale flesh. He heard her soft moans of need which spurred him on. Space Trucking Sucking her nipple into his mouth, his fingers teased her other nipple. She writhed in passion and slowly his lips began to kiss their way across her ribs and stomach, taking his time knowing and building her desire. He flicked his tongue into her belly button and circled it in turn. His hand slid lower and her legs parted allowing him access to her sweet sex. Gently he slid his fingers along her lips feeling them swell and unfold like a flower in early sunlight. His fingers softly caressed her pink pearl and her hips began to rock. His teasing of her swelling button became more insistent and he slowly felt her moisten in anticipation of his upcoming touch. Forcing her open with two fingers, he delved deeply into her velvet pouch and she rose to meet and deepen his touch. Suddenly she gasped as his tongue caressed her clitoris while his fingers moved slowly within her. Her hand grabbed his hair. She forced him closer and harder to her sweet pussy. Her nectar was like ambrosia to his taste buds. The pressure of his caresses and fingering began to increase in pace and force as she approached her mountain top. Breath ragged in her throat, she begged for release while he continued to increase her mounting tension, moving her closer and closer to her and his goal. Then, her body stiffened and she moaned his name aloud. Her "la petite mort" reached its crescendo, unleashing a torrent of sweet nectar into his mouth. He greedily drank from her holy grail as her body shot and collapsed in climax. Crawling back beside her, he took her in his arms till her quakes and shudders subsided, kissing her gently. He held her close and felt her melt in his arms in post orgasmic bliss. He watched her, slowly coming back to the present. He again began to caress her and stimulate her desire while his own increased once more. His kisses became more insistent. His need apparent to this young woman. Her body responded in a healthy manner. She met his advances with equal ardour as she teased his body back, caressing, stroking and driving his desire higher. His hard cock pressed against her and he groaned in lusty need. He positioned himself between her welcoming thighs and caressed her swollen lips with the head of his cock. She coated him in her liquid desire and mewled softly. Her own need escalated and her hips thrust towards his promising member till eventually, he eased his cock between her lips and into her slick sheath. He slowly sank into her. He could feel her walls stretch and accept his girth and length as he filled her tight young pussy. Coming to rest with his cock buried deep and his crown nestled against her cervix. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, squeezing firmly. She pulled him in deeper when he began to thrust firmly and slowly, stoking her passion. With every thrust, she felt his size and groaned with need, begging him to ride her hard, to take her, to use her and own her, making her his, giving him all to his need and her own. His cock moved rhythmically as it slowly increased in speed. Her cries grew louder and still he held back. Like a machine, he continued his relentless pounding of her tender flesh and felt her gripping insistence as her sex tried to milk his cock. Sliding his hand between their bodies, his finger sought her pleasure button and he began to tease it driving her even further towards her peak. His lips came down on her mouth, stifling her moans and cries as his tongue explored her mouth tasting all of her, stealing her breath until he broke the kiss. His lips moved to showering her in tiny kisses, moving lower down her neck and the sexy hollows made by her collar bone. Slowly he closed on her firm perky breasts, kissing them softly and biting her gently. He edged that fine line between pleasure and pain till he came to her swollen aureole and erect nipples. Circling her aureole, slowly teasing her as his fingers and cock continued their skilful assault on her cunt. His mouth mounted a secondary front on her nipples, sucking them into his mouth. He teased them with his tongue and lips and occasionally his sharp teeth came into play. With a deep moan, Janine's body began to tremble and shake, crying his name aloud. Her orgasm raged through her body and her fingernails raked his broad back leaving red marks on his skin. Her orgasm triggered his own climax. Burying his cock deeply into her tight pussy, his back arched and his cock shot load after load of hot semen into her. His seed eventually drained, he collapsed on to her body. After a few moments, he rolled onto his side and held Janine close to him. They settled facing each other, sated for the moment and dozed peacefully. Inside her accommodation, morning came unnoticed. There was nothing to discern day from night if even such a thing existed in the vastness of space. The bedside chronograph told a different tale though. It was mid-morning. They had slept the sleep of the exhausted after hours of passionate love making. Waking together, they felt relaxed in their tangle of arms and legs. Unwrapping themselves, Fury struggled to his feet and headed to the bath room. As he was relieving himself he felt her arms encircle his waist hugging him tightly. "Mmm last night was amazing," she sighed softly "Hurry up I need to pee." "Pee in the shower," he laughed back, "I'll join you in a minute. Get the water hot, I want another shower." Flushing the toilet, he heard her scream in shock as the water suddenly ran cold. Laughing, his naked body joined her under the rushing water. She turned towards him and wrapped her body around his tall, muscular frame in a tight embrace. "Mmm Fury," she murmured, "Fuck me again, I want to feel you inside me." She threw one arm around his neck and pulled his head down and kissed him wantonly, sharing her breath with him. He responded in kind, folding his arms around her and pulling her close, his cock caught between their hard pressed bodies. He slid his hand down between their bodies and cupped her sex. She moved back slightly and spread her legs allowing him free access to her sweet treasure. He rubbed her sex firmly. Her breathing began to quicken and her hand moved down to stroke his dick. After a few moments of fondling, she slid down on to her knees and grasped his cock in her small hand. She kissed the head and ran her tongue around the ridge whilst she gently stroked his shaft. Softly, she wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, and slowly sucked his rod. Her teeth grazed the length of his shaft till his crown was hitting the back of her throat. She slid his member back and forth into her mouth and fondled his balls. Her head began moving faster and faster as she got into her rhythm, while the hot water cascaded over both of them. He could feel his balls contracting and she stopped sucking him. She put her thumb over his head and squeezed his shaft with her amazingly strong yet petite hands. She purposefully quelled his climax and then began again, to deep stroke his cock, bringing him once more to the point of climax. Again she paused and repeated the delaying action. His body and nerves screamed soundlessly for release. Until she again repeated and deep stroked him into her mouth. This time she didn't pause and smiled wickedly up and into his eyes. She continued to fellate him past the point of no return. He felt his body tense, his back arch and his cock started to twitch as he prepared to spray his cum down her throat. With an agonised groan, his cock exploded spraying his hot seed into her mouth. It ran down her throat as she tilted her head back and swallowed. His cock slid down her throat pumping cum. Turning off the water, he lifted her to her feet. Then scooped her up in his arms, carried her wet naked body to the bed and laid her down. He climbed onto the bed beside her, taking her in his arms and holding her close, caressing her gently. He lay beside her while she toyed suggestively with the hair on his chest. He pulled her head towards him, kissing her softly and slowly increased the pressure as he slid his tongue into her willing mouth. His fingertips ran down her arms from bicep to wrist and back and he felt the goose bumps rising as he caressed her. He listened to her soft sighs of pleasure. He slowly kissed her along the jaw line and sucked on her earlobe nibbling gently and kissed down her neck across her shoulder and down her sternum. Then his tongue circled her breasts, moving closer and closer to her nipple. Eventually his tongue reached her aureole and she gasped when he connected. Still, he circled smaller and smaller circles now, until he took her nipple in his mouth, sucking it between his lips and grazing his teeth as his tongue teased it directly. She arched her back pushing her breasts into his face. His hand slid down her flat stomach and caressed her trimmed pubic hair. Dropping lower, his fingers slid to her damp cleft and were immediately coated in her nectar. He felt her outer lips swell and part under his stimulation and the inner tender flesh was exposed for him to play. He continued to slide his finger up and down, increasing the pressure with every pass. Her lips opened more and more and began to swell. As his finger slid back and forth he paused, first at her swollen clitoris, then down to her entrance. With every pass, he applied slightly more pressure, causing her nectar to flood and coat his fingers. Finally, he stopped and pressed at her vaginal opening, applying more pressure until he had penetrated her. His finger slid in to her velvet sheath, slick with her juices. It caused her to gasp and shudder. Adding a second finger to the one inside her, he began to explore her, delving deeply into her hidden treasure, searching and discovering her innermost secrets while his thumb caressed her boatman. Her legs opened wide and then wider still as her desire mounted. Her cat like mewls were soft and insistent as she reached up and began to caress her own breasts and tug on her own nipples. Repositioning himself, he lowered his face to her aromatic sex and began to caress her clitoris with his lips, teeth and tongue, sucking her deep into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the head. He grazed her small shaft with his rough teeth as her hips arched up seeking his mouth. His fingers applied pressure on her pelvic floor and alternated with massaging her g spot. It sent waves of pleasure through her body and pushed her closer and closer to her pleasure peak. His desire was rising. He began to kiss his way up across her flat stomach, feeling her abdominal muscles writhe and roil as his lips and tongue teased her. He worked to the valley between her breasts. He moved to his left and began to circle her nipple in slow concentric circles, moving closer and closer to her erect nipple until finally he sucked her nipple into his mouth and suckled sending electric jolts through her body that targeted her sensitive clitoris. He kissed her further upward and finally kissed her lips as she whimpered in her need. His cock rested along her cleft, feeling her desire run down his shaft and his balls. She reached down and grasped his shaft, pumping it quickly several times and positioned it at the entrance to her tunnel, and wrapping her strong thighs around his waist she drew him into her opening. With a massive thrust driven by his own muscles, he drove his swollen cock deep into her sheath. Her gasp of shock and pleasure escaped from her mouth into his. Pausing to allow her to breathe, he then began to plunder her secret treasure trove, driving slowly but forcefully, burying his cock to the hilt filling her and stretching her walls as she accommodated his massive girth once more. Slowly, he increased the speed of his thrusts. In her need she matched him, thrust for thrust. Her hips lifted off the bed as she endeavoured to swallow him whole. He began to circle his hips at the end of each stroke and her moans increased dramatically as she ascended to her peak. The sweat started to bead on her upper lip as her exertions began to raise her body temperature. His body was already coated in sweat as he approached his own climax. Like a machine, his core and thighs drove his prick in and out with the precision of a finely manufactured engine, relentless and persistent. His cock drove her closer and closer to her release. He neared his own climax. Their bodies' were slick with the sweat of their exertions, and their breath came in ragged gasps as their bodies consumed energy. Then with a high pitched scream, she began to tremble under his assault. Her hands tore at the sheets and her orgasm flowed through her body, wave after glorious wave. The strength of her climax completely subdued her, leaving her weak and helpless. Her orgasm and the rippling muscles of her vaginal walls, forced him to his peak. His cock along with his balls, tensed and burying his weapon deeply inside her. He exploded within her womanly fortress, breached by his constant battering, and he flooded his hot seed deep inside her. He filled her, mixing his seed with her rich thick cream. Collapsing onto her slight frame in exhaustion, the old prospector groaned in satisfaction as the endorphins flooded through his body making him feel young again. He rolled over dragging her with him and leaving his cock buried deeply in her tender pussy. As they gathered their composure, she looked down into his washed out blue eyes and smiled. Then followed her gaze down and kissed him tenderly and nuzzled into his neck enjoying this tender moment of calm after the storm of their violent love making. After he recovered his breath, he broke away gently, stood and began to dress. She lay there watching him. "You in a hurry to leave Fury?" she asked softly. "Not from you Sweetheart, I have a few things to do before I head for Terra, but I will be back in a few weeks. Anything I can bring you back?" He replied as he continued to dress. "Well I'll let you buy me breakfast. A big one. I'm starving," she giggled. "Get dressed then, I doubt the management will allow you in dressed like that." he quipped, chuckling. After a leisurely breakfast, he stood leaned down and kissed Janine goodbye. He wandered over to the owner's office, knocked and entered. Antonia looked up. Her mouth dropped open, speechless. Standing, she moved towards him and slapped his face hard! "You bastard! Three months and not a word. No messages. No visits. Nothing," she shrilled. "Hey, is that any way to greet your lost lover?" He chuckled rubbing his cheek. "I showed up last night but you were busy so I found something to amuse myself with," he grinned. "Yes I heard. There are no secrets here." She said with anger tainting her voice, "You couldn't wait till I was free. You had to find some bint to stick your dick in!" "Oh go easy. It's been months since I saw a female. I wanted you. I had a great night planned and a surprise to share with you, but last time I stuck my nose into your private dining room unannounced, I managed to wreck the bar beating up that goon you were with. And if memory serves correctly, the last thing you said to me was, "Get out! Don't ever darken my doorway again." And I really don't want to have to hock my ship to pay for rebuilding this place again." Fury said, "So am I still barred for life?" There were tears of laughter flowing down Antonia's face as she stifled her giggles, "Of course not Fury, I was mad and upset you trashed this place and he was in hospital for three weeks! You're just a big bully, but... I do love you." She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him the way he remembered only she could. She broke the kiss, "Now tell me the surprise you had for me." "Hmm, well you are the one I wanted to share it with. But it's a secret. No one can know for a while, so keep it to yourself. I found it, the mythical "Lasseter's Reef," an asteroid made of pure ore. It's worth a large fortune. I'm off to Terra to organise a mining company to do the donkey work. Oh and I had something to ask you. You know I love you above any woman..." He explained and withdrew the small box from his pocket. Taking a knee, he opened the box looked at it and turned it to Antonia revealing an engagement ring, the size of which was impressive. "Will you marry an old prospector, and make me the happiest man in the universe?" "It's a tempting offer Fury, but my life is here. I'm used to running this place, making my own decisions, being my own woman, I don't know if I could adapt to being a wife." Snapping the box closed and slipping it back into his pocket, he looked at her, sadness filling his soul as he stood up slowly. His hopes and dreams crashed around his feet. "Hey Fury, I didn't say no! Let me look at that little rock." She slipped her hand into his pocket while kissing him softly, "I need some time to think, it's a big decision to spring on me sudden like." Smiling like a loon, he responded, "I have to go to Terra. Why don't you wear that till I return and you can give me your decision then? I will only be away for about a month, is that long enough?" "Yes that's plenty of time for me to make up my mind, one way or the other." She said, smiling as he placed the engagement ring on her finger. "Quicker I get gone, the quicker I can return Darling, so I'm leaving in an hour or so. Let's have a drink before I leave?" They sat and caught up over some quality scotch. The time flew and it was actually several hours later he made his leave. It didn't take long to prepare the ship for the trip to Terra. It had been re provisioned and he had the techs check it thoroughly, so he knew it was in ship shape condition. In space, mistakes cost lives and those that make them don't last long. With a last look at what he called his home base, he closed the airlock and began his preparation to lift off. With a gentle bump the drives kicked in and the small craft lifted off the landing pad, escaping the low gravity of the frontier settlement. Once clear, Fury hit the buttons that sent it speeding towards Terra. He never noticed the black craft shadowing him still. He climbed into his stasis chamber, settled down to sleep the journey away and dream of the delightful red heads in Asteroid City.