A Dream Among the Stars [FF][Sci-fi][Alien][Buk][Futa]

Eliza Hastor had spent much too long in space, while far too much of that time had been spent alone, and now, try as she might, sleep eluded her. Her mind raced from one thought to another, a chorus of internal thoughts swirling around one another much like the untamed red curls of hair that splayed across her pillow. With a heavy grumble she finally stood up from her bunk and stepped into her house slippers. Stretching her body, allowing her back to arch and lift her heavy breasts towards the ceiling of her small cabin while her firm butt flexed against her underwear.

Eliza’s soft blue eyes settled on her fuzzy pink bunny slippers that she had brought on board with her during the last stopover, sighing at their smiling faces, before padding through the corridor of her Astraliner Type – 6 Heavy Cargo Transport. Her mission, to haul freight per her government commission from one end of the galaxy to the other. Good money, but now that she had been at this job for the past few months, she could feel her body slowly draining of life and her mind slowly draining of sanity.

Entering the empty galley, she groaned a soft, “Lights on,” and the overhead lamps hummed to life as she moved through the galley into the pantry. Her eyes scanned across the multitudes of emergency rations, cups of ramen noodles, and the plethora of canned food goods within. Typically, on nights like these, she hid away her one saving grace, a bottle of Andarian Whiskey that knocked her out after the second glass, but as she spied the empty bottle, Eliza almost felt herself begin to cry in despair. It would be weeks before she would be close enough to a station big enough to receive Andarian Whiskey that wouldn’t cost her an arm or a leg. Hanging her head in defeat, her scarlet tresses fell about her face as she turned towards the galley and proceeded through the ship to the cockpit.

Eliza’s soft green eyes glanced across the navigation panel, eyeing the course she had plotted not even a few hours ago to see that she was actually only a jump and a half away from a decent sized station.

*Maybe I can get some sedatives, or a Companion.*

Eliza’s mind began to imagine actually finding a Companion on a backwater station that didn’t even warrant a real name. She knew that Companions traveled wherever they were needed, some even enjoying the more out of the way stations to ply their trade, but still, if nothing else, spending some time with ANYONE would be better than her current predicament. Eliza maneuvered her plump rump into the cool synth-leather of her flight seat and gripped the flight controls, with a quick dance of her fingers, auto-pilot was off and the ship relinquished control into Eliza’s skilled hands. A quick turn, some thrumming from the hyper-drive, and Eliza’s body felt the jolting shift of the ship’s mass as it shot through space faster than light.

When the ship came out of hyperspace, Eliza stood from the flight seat and quickly set her course for Station YZ-31A92, letting autopilot take over before moving back to her quarters to change into something much more presentable than a thong and her tank top. Eliza wondered if she should shower first, if she should do her makeup, or if she should even bother with wearing underwear. Her bright red hair tied back in a messy ponytail with a buzz cut along her right side. Her eyes scanning over her body in the full length mirror took in her rather shapely figure, busty yet athletic, toned muscles with plenty of sex appeal. Eventually her eyes settled on her arms and legs. The less-than-subtle shift from warm peach-colored flesh to lifeless nanoskin was a depressing sight, one that reminded her of why she took her mind-sucking job in the first place. She could already hear the insults, the name-calling, the mistrust. All because she was augmented.

One arm with complete shoulder replacement, one arm replacement from the bicep down, both legs just below the hip bone. All augmented before the age of ten after an accident. Eliza began to question if looking for a Companion was even a good idea now that she stared at her Augmented body. Maybe she should just settle for her fingers, grab some alcohol and sedatives on the station, just forget about this whole thing. Slowly, Eliza pushed the thoughts away as she pulled on her tight, hip hugging denim jeans and her heavy synth-leather flight jacket before pulling on her gloves and boots.

Looking herself over one last time, Eliza smirked as she watched her big breasts sway as she shifted from left to right on her legs. If she didn’t know any better, she’d swear the girl in the mirror was a cover model for one of those rather racy spaceship magazines. Her smirk turned into a smile as she fixed her jacket into place and left her room.

Just as the ship entered the Station’s airspace, Eliza returned to the cockpit, took the ship off auto-pilot, and hailed the station’s traffic control, “YZ-31A92, this is FC-19-UL194, Angel’s Breath, requesting landing. Over.”

A rather annoyed and grizzled voice came over the speaker to confirm her ship registration number and call sign, “FC-19-UL194, you are cleared to land, your landing pad is pad number 22. Please maintain safe speeds or lethal actions will be taken to guarantee the safety of the station.”

Eliza heaved soft sigh of frustration as she followed her instructions, slowing her ship’s approach as she moved towards landing pad 22 and bringing the ship’s landing gear to a soft pat against the steel plates of the station. Stepping out onto the landing pad, a short droid, barely coming up to her hips, approached Eliza and spouted out a quick automated greeting to her, “Greetings, welcome to YZ-31A92, we are very pleased to have you visit, while at the station, might we offer to detail your ship and fill up your fuel tanks while you experience the majestic views of YZ-31A92’s binary stars?”

Eliza looked to the droid with a shrug of her shoulders, “Fill it up and give it a simple wash, don’t go inside though.”

Eliza began to walk away towards the airlock going into the station before she turned back to the droid who was currently processing her requests, “Say, does this station have a Companion or a brothel?”

The droid turned its head to her at the question, Eliza felt like she might have just asked a priest for directions to a whorehouse, but the droid’s face-like camera system simply nodded before answering her, “currently, there is a single guest with the occupation designation Companion visiting YZ-31A92, her name is Lady Scira. Would you like me to inform her that you are looking for her?”

Eliza practically leaped from her skin in a mixture of surprise, shock, and desperation as she quickly answered the Droid’s suggestion of contacting the Companion outright, “NO! Err, no, no, that’s fine. I’ll just see if I can find her myself. Where’s the best drinks in town?”

The droid turned its head back towards her ship but answered nonetheless, “The Crystal Ball is widely regarded as the best drinks on the station, it is located on level 3, section 1-L. Another suggestion would be The Ornery Oak located…”

Eliza spent no more time listening to the droid as she turned back towards the airlock and moved into the station. The journey towards The Crystal Ball was short and rather uneventful as much of the station had probably already went to bed. Checking her communicator, Eliza could see it was close to almost midnight station time, but the sound of music blaring from the bar just ahead meant that closing time was not for another few hours.

As the door slid into the wall with Eliza’s approach, the blaring music’s volume increased three-fold, and almost deafened her were it not for her flight implant which quickly quieted the music to tolerable levels. The bar itself had twelve people in it, the bartender behind the counter a rather large looking man with a beard that stopped at his belt, Eliza had a hard time telling if he was Human or Traligdon given his size, but felt it best not to ask as she sat at one of the few empty chairs at the bar. The large man stomped his way towards Eliza and peered one good eye down at her with the other squeezed shut, “What’ll it be, little lady?”

Eliza looked at the bottles adorning the wall behind the man, most were antiques or reproduction bottles, all were empty. She quickly turned her attention to the taps before finally damning her apprehension and speaking up, “what would you suggest to a space-trucker who is going a bit space crazy?”

The big man huffed a chuckle from beneath his bushy mustache and nodded, “One Crazy Eyed Bastard coming up.”

After a few moments, the bartender placed a rather tall glass in front of Eliza that looked like a glass of seltzer water mixed with motor oil and containing a single cherry. Her gaze moved up towards the bartender’s with a look of incredulity but, willing to try anything once, she took a quick drink before hacking a cough into the drink and opening her eyes wide as the burn surprised her in ways she never thought possible. The bartender simply guffawed as he clapped a hand to the bar, “See! Crazy Eyed Bastard! It’ll kick you in the balls and tell you to socialize!”

Eliza steadily regained her composure, feeling the alcohol quickly make short work of her inhibitions, and with a second sip, her body began to grow accustomed to the harsh burn of the alcohol. In fact, she had grown so accustomed to it, that by the time the door whooshed open once more admitting a new patron to the bar, Eliza’s glass had grown empty.

Out of the corner of Eliza’s blurred gaze, she could just make out the figure of a gorgeous woman strolling into the bar clad in a luxurious cyan dress that seemed to sparkle even in the dim light of The Crystal Ball. The body belonged to a beautiful Sartraxian woman with stunningly violet eyes that shifted about the room accenting her smooth plum-colored skin, her slender build made all the more attractive by the dress’ contours which hugged her wide hips, displayed her plump ass, and made sure everyone took note of her rather large breasts. Sartraxians, like Humans and Traligdons, both take pride in their appearance, Traligdons focusing more on their size and muscle whereas Sartraxians mix sex appeal with noble dignity. This Sartraxian was no different.

The Sartraxian woman’s tendrils which lay flat on her head were all pulled back behind her shoulders, each coming to the small of her back as they gently swayed and wiggled seemingly of their own volition. Her tail swished with every step, it’s tip dragging along the floor as her bare feet softly pat against the steel tile of the bar’s floor. Her narrow face ending in a point at her chin with a soft curve leading towards her auriculars, her Sartraxian nose seamlessly joining her forehead into a flat line that gives her a noble look of pride in any situation. All of this combined with an air of sexual prowess that seemed predatory in nature sent chills up and down Eliza’s spine.

As Eliza’s eyes stared in awe and lust, the Sartraxian cast a sidelong glance towards her and flashed a fanged smile towards her. The Sartraxian’s tail swayed as she walked, her body gliding along the floor as she moved towards an empty booth that Eliza had not seen before. As the woman sat, Eliza felt her body stand and move towards her with an urgent need, a desire to be close to her as the effects of her drink began to slowly take over her body. Upon reaching the table, Eliza slid herself into the seat across from the Sartraxian woman and stuttered through a greeting, “H-h-hey there, c-cutie, I know this seems forward, but you don’t mind if I give you some company, do you?”

The Sartraxian simply giggled, her plump, kissable lips curling into a smile that displayed her fanged teeth, “Of course, darling, please, I would enjoy your company very much.”

Eliza simply erupted into a short giggle, trying desperately to suppress her giddy awkwardness, “I don’t think I’ve met many Sartraxians, but I hear their names are often as beautiful as their bodies, is this true?”

Clearly, the alcohol was greatly helping Eliza through this conversation as her flirtation skills were abnormally amazing tonight, nonetheless, the giggle coming from the Sartraxian woman sent a jolt of satisfaction through the Human’s body, “My name is Yrala’sahn, but you may call me Yra.”

Eliza’s lips curled into a grin as she repeated the name back to the Yrala, “Yra, see, I told you, beautiful, just like you.”

“So you said, but I wonder if you have a name as equally beautiful as you are, darling.”

“Eliza, Eliza Hastor, at your service.”

The Sartraxian smiled at this, her hands moving up to pillow her sharp point of a chin as she looked deep into Eliza’s eyes, “So, tell me, Eliza Hastor, what brings you to this tiny station in the middle of nowhere. Short-route trading?”

Eliza leaned forward, closer to the Sartraxian with a smirk, “Actually, I heard that there was a beautiful woman on this station and I had to find out for myself, the rumors definitely did not do you justice.”

If Sartraxian’s could blush, Eliza imagined that Yra would definitely have done so, at least, that’s what the alcohol was telling her. Yra simply smiled as she listened to Eliza’s honeyed words, “Oh? I see. You came for sightseeing? I suppose you wouldn’t be at all interested in who I really am, would you?”

Once again, Eliza stumbled through her next words with all the wit of a young teenage boy, “Well, I certainly would love to get to know you better, but I’ll be honest, I’m worried that I’ve gotten rusty at the whole conversation thing.”

Yra now gave a soft chuckle as she moved her foot up Eliza’s leg, gently caressing her calf with a warm smile on her lips, “So, a bit Space Crazy? You sound like you’re doing well considering the strain you must be under.”

Eliza shuddered as Yra’s soft toes slid up under her jean leg and over the side of her calf in a sensuously slow manner, “I-I guess you’re right, I’d hate to make you think I was lying about being on a ship all alone for months on end.”

Yra cooed sympathetically at Eliza’s words, “Oh, you poor thing, is there some way I can help you?”

As Yra’s words settled on Eliza’s ears, the Sartraxian leaned forward, crossing her arms under her heavy breasts, allowing them to lift and press against one another. Eliza’s gaze shifted back towards the rest of the bar noticing that none of the other patrons seemed to mind the far from subtle discussion between the two women. Eliza swallowed hard before turning back towards Yra with a nervous grin, “Listen, I know that Companions are typically very understanding of their clientele, but… Uhhh…”

Eliza watched as Yra’s violet eyes shifted to a soft lilac at the mention of Companions but quickly shifted back to their swirling violet as she swallowed her apprehension and continued, “Well, umm, if you’d like, I can pay extra.”

Yra cocked her head to one side as she attempted to read the Human’s inner thoughts, something she had been trying to avoid for a while now, enjoying the banter more than the prospect of another horny person attempting to seduce her. Before Yra could probe the Human’s thoughts, Eliza took her glove off, slowly showing the nanoskin hand it was hiding. Yra glanced once to the hand before smiling and gripping the augmented appendage between her slender purple fingers in a delicate embrace, “Why would you pay extra when you clearly have already?”

Eliza blushed at the touch, the sensors in her augments weren’t the best, but she could very clearly feel every touch of the Sartraxian’s hand on hers. The woman slowly lifted her hand to her cheek, letting the nanoskin feel the tiny Sartraxian scales making up her skin. Eliza breathed a sigh of satisfaction as Yra spoke again, “When did you lose them? If you don’t mind me asking of course.”

“When I was nine, there was a pirate attack on my station, one of the pirate ships crashed into my school and I was pinned under rubble and iron for three days before I was dragged out.”

Yra turned her gaze towards the human woman, her smile fading as she reached out a hand to wipe a stray tear from the redhead’s cheek. A common part of going Space Crazy, when you finally can talk to someone, your emotions grow exponentially more powerful, and the poor woman in front of Yra was begging for even a small bit of contact. Eliza felt herself blushing furiously as Yra wiped the tears from her cheek, but she needed this. To her surprise however, she had not even realized that she had invited Yra back to her ship until the Sartraxian woman smiled with a nod.

Eliza had hardly remembered even a moment of the walk back towards her ship, Yra’s hand clutching hers as they walked side-by-side. Yra seemed honestly impressed with the size of the freighter she was on, Eliza clearly had some money or at the very least, some good sense, but something much more pressing was on Yra’s mind as she turned towards the human with a devious grin across her lips, “Now that we’re here, all alone on your ship, with no one to hear us, what do you want us to do?”

Eliza swallowed hard at the question that both of them knew the answer to, but still, the burning question everyone always asked Sartraxians came forth, “Can you change your form whenever you want?”

Yra chuckled, she was hardly surprised, and yet still a bit disappointed at the woman’s question, “Yes, I can, if you have a picture of someone you’d like me to be, it will take me awhile, but I can mimic them.”

Eliza shook her head, “No, no! You’re perfect the way you are, I just… I’ve never been with a Sartraxian, so, I have questions…”

Yra smiled broadly at this, the Human was much more adorable than any other she had encountered, the shyness was perhaps the best part of the girl’s personality if it was only a symptom of her isolation in space. Yra was about to ask Eliza to ask her questions when the Human simply blurted one out, “What can I do that would give you the most pleasure?”

Yra leaned her head down, bringing Eliza’s hand up to her lips and placing a soft kiss on the nanoskin, “Sartraxians feel the most pleasure when we know our partners are receiving pleasure, we feel it through them, but, I would say if you want me to feel pleasure…”

Yra paused a moment as she slowly lead Eliza’s hand down her curvaceous figure and between her legs, pressing the Human’s fingers against her sex and giving a soft moan out into the ship’s corridor, “Ahh, just know that I can accomodate any desire you have so feel free to let me…”

Before Yra could finish her sentence, Eliza’s lips pressed firmly against her to silence the beautiful Sartraxian’s words. Eliza’s robotic fingertips massaged the Sartraxian’s pussy through her dress and underwear. The nanoskin fingertips on Eliza’s hand pressed deeper as her entire hand sent soft pulsing vibrations into the woman’s body causing the alien to moan loudly into the kiss. Eliza silently thanked her over-sexed and needy desires for buying the vibrator mod for her hands, they would definitely need it tonight. The pair moved down the hall, dancing and pushing one another against the walls as they passed through towards Eliza’s cabin. Hands gripping at clothing, pulling it from bodies in an animalistic need to feel and see the other one naked.

When Yra’s plump ass fell onto the mattress of Eliza’s bed, she was half shocked at the Human’s skillful use of her tongue and hands. Her eyes shimmered a soft lilac as she raised a hand, beckoning the Human to join her on the bed. Eliza still had her boots and jeans on, but these were quickly and haphazardly shed revealing her black thong that was currently preoccupied with a rapidly developing wet spot in front and an invasion of their owner’s ass crack in the back. Yra’s own body reclined on the mattress without a single stitch of clothing blocking her lover from her naked form.

Eliza had to take a moment to take in Yra’s curvaceous body, admiring the extraordinarily long and thick legs of the Sartraxian. Her wide hips and plump thighs accenting the rather human-like pussy mound that sat just beneath a small, well-groomed tuft of pubic hair. The large breasts that had captivated Eliza before when they were imprisoned in the blue dress now looked absolutely massive. Eliza slowly moved a hand from the Sartraxian’s hip to her breast, hefting the plump melon before teasingly running her vibrating thumb across the thick and stiff nipple. Yra’s voice seemed almost a whisper as she looked into the Human woman’s eyes with tone that begged for her approval, “Am I acceptable? How can I change to make you more pleased?”

Eliza smirked as she moved her other hand up between Yra’s thighs, brushing over her clit as she continued upwards along her body before slipping two of her fingers into the soft purple lips of the Sartraxian. Yra’s mouth suckled at the digits as Eliza’s body shuddered in approval, she half-moaned her answer to Yra’s question as she leaned down next to the alien woman’s ear, “Mmm, you’re absolutely perfect right now.”

Without another word, Eliza lowered her head further, craning her neck and letting her tongue tickle Yra’s nipple. Her fingers releasing her breast moved down to the purple slit lying between the Sartraxian’s legs and with the careful touch of someone needing their partner to enjoy every last moment of their probing digits, Eliza slowly slid her slender fingers into Yra’s sex. Yra’s lips parted, a moan escaping her mouth as she tossed her head back, her tentacles wriggling in satisfaction. Both of their bodies needed this, needed the intimate touch of someone begging them to enjoy themselves, and Yra intended to make sure Eliza enjoyed herself. In fact, as Eliza’s probing digits pushed deeper, massaging and rubbing over every inch of Yra’s sex like a professional; Yra’s own digits were moving towards their own goal. The aliens fingers found their marks, one sliding along the black thong, rubbing at the Human girl’s sensitive slit as her other hand deftly maneuvered towards the heavy breasts that sat just beneath Eliza’s tank top.

Both women moaned, letting their voices out into the empty halls of the freighter as Eliza’s fingertips pulsed with vibrations deep inside Yra’s pussy while Yra’s fingers expertly explored Eliza’s dripping slit. Eliza’s body hunched forward, her hot breath cascading across Yra’s breasts as the Human began to experience the most powerful orgasm she had experienced in some weeks. Her body shivering, her muscles tensing, pleasure rolling from her center down to her toes and another, simultaneous wave crashing through her body on its way to her brain. When the wave of pleasure reached its destinations, covering her body in its entirety, both Eliza and Yra let out howls of pleasure as they climaxed over each others probing digits.

Yra quickly peeled Eliza’s thong down her legs the rest of the way, revealing the full scope of Eliza’s deliciously dripping pussy. Without much warning, Yra moved her head between Eliza’s legs and latched her full lips against the Human woman’s clit, sucking and slithering her tongue along the nub with vigor. Eliza couldn’t help but grip the Sartraxian woman’s wriggling tentacles at the back of her head, holding on for dear life as the wave of pleasure rolled back over her body once more. Yra’s tongue didn’t stop as she gazed up into Eliza’s mouth and tickled her lover’s sex with the tip of her tongue before slipping the tip into the Human’s pussy.

It had been mere seconds, but Eliza did not remember laying down. And yet her eyes were greeted by the sight of a gooey, wet pair of purple pussy lips begging to be touched; to be licked. Jolts of pleasure erupted within the human’s body as she realized that Yra was already demonstrating the sexual prowess of a Companion. The alien tongue tracing over her clit with unerring accuracy before delving swiftly, deeply into her hot cunt. Eliza yelped in surprise, she felt the Sartraxian’s tongue stretching to impossible lengths inside her, and she wanted nothing more than to never stop the feeling of having Yra’s tongue inside her. Realizing how terrible of a host she was being, Eliza quickly latched her sucking lips to the purple lipped pussy that was now dripping with need.

Yra enjoyed the eager lips and tongue of her lover, sucking lips that clutched tighter than a Vorlazian, a tongue that tickled and teased her clit like no other. Yra’s tail whipped through the air with pleasure before slowly wrapping about the Human’s head and pulling her lover deeper into her sex. Both grunted and groaned, writhed and moaned as they reached small climactic waves. Only Eliza knew just how to tip the scales of pleasure in Yra’s favor, and as she lifted both hands to grip the Sartraxian’s plump ass, her index finger creeped its way slowly into Yra’s tight asshole.

With the sudden intrusion into her backside, Yra flung her head back, screaming in delight as her body shuddered and quaked in orgasm. Eliza continued her assault on the Sartraxian’s pussy, licking and teasing, fluttering at her lover’s clit as the Sartraxian flooded her mouth with a sickeningly sweet nectar. Yra’s body quaked as she desperately pulled her body away from the ceaseless assault from Eliza’s tongue, the alien’s plump lips managed a weak grin as she peered into the Human’s eyes, “My, my, you are fun. I am very happy you chose to stop at this backwater station.”

“Me too, I would’ve been devastated if I had missed this,” Eliza’s hand gingerly rubbed its way from Yra’s feet, moving up her legs in a sensuous exploration of her lover’s curves.

The Sartraxian could only smile as she stared into Eliza’s eyes and probed her thoughts, “Eliza, what do you want? How can I please you?”

Eliza wondered how she should even answer the question, but before she could even think of an answer Yra interrupted her with a giggle. The human cocked her head to the side in confusion before watching in awe and surprise as Yra’s clit slowly began to grow, it’s size and shape changing as Yra’s eyes began to glow a bright shade of amethyst. The clit grew into a dick, from a dick to a cock, and then grew to resemble something Eliza had only seen in vids or on specialty sexdroids. Still, she couldn’t help but smile brightly at the massive shaft that lay against the Sartraxian’s body. Yra simply smiled as she looked into Eliza’s eyes once more, “Why don’t you touch it?”

Eliza giggled nervously before slowly reaching out a hand, fingertips poised, ready to feel the massive cock against it’s nanoskin. As her fingertips grazed the thick shaft, Yra let out a sigh and the fat fem-dick jolted to life. Eliza’s hand shot back, staring in awe as the cock slowly began to stand upright, thicken, harden. The human licked her lips in hunger as she moved her hand back to the massive shlong and took it in her robotic grip, her fingers barely wrapped about the shaft’s thickness, but still, with a tender touch Eliza began to slowly stroke the fat shaft. Eliza’s eyes were glued to the cock as it slid between her fingers, her mouth growing ever more coated with excess saliva, and Yra couldn’t help but let out a moan of approval at Eliza’s work.

Slowly, Eliza’s pace and grip grew around the length of Yra’s new cock, both girls now breathing heavily as the Human’s hand massaged, stroked, and kneaded the veiny shaft of the massive dick before her. Yra’s hand moved to the top of Eliza’s scarlet tresses, gently pressing the Human towards her aching dick, and without much insistence, Eliza took the bulbous head between her lips and slurped hungrily. Eliza had been with her share of men and women before, but as she now suckled at the tip of the Sartraxian dick before her, she knew that nothing would ever compare to this.

Yra grunted, her body approaching another orgasm as she pressed Eliza’s lips further down the massive cock’s shaft, forcing more of her length down the Human’s throat as she gagged. Yra still pushed her down, forcing more and more of her cock down Eliza’s sucking mouth until finally she couldn’t stand it any longer. With a loud groan of warning, Yra began to pump her cum deep inside Eliza’s throat. Eliza desperately tried to swallow every drop of the delicious seed, gulping down the intoxicatingly gooey cum as she also clambored to remove the phallus from her throat to catch her breath. When the head of the cock came to Eliza’s lips, the tip popped from the human’s overfilled mouth and began to paint the redhead’s face in streamers of cum that could have been mistaken for actual paint.

Yra breathed heavily, her heavy breasts heaving with every breath as she watched Eliza’s face become a gooey, stick mess of cum as her cock oozed out one last long line of seed which dripped down onto Eliza’s own large tits. Both girls took in everything that just transpired, allowing themselves to catch their breaths as they both stared into the other’s eyes. Yra couldn’t explain the way her body was feeling, it was as if something were drawing both of them together, yearning for her and Eliza to come together once more. Her cock began to slowly grow limp as her breathing slowed and her hand moved forward to caress a cum covered cheek of her lover.

Eliza could hardly believe any of this was happening, her head tilting to nestle into the palm of the Sartraxian woman whom she had only just met, and with a quick dart of her tongue, she licked a large dollop of cum from her upper lip. The taste was almost too perfect, just sweet enough, just salty enough, just right in every aspect. In fact, as Eliza began to wonder how much more she’d get to taste, Yra’s cock slowly began to harden again, and Eliza could only grin wickedly as she stood up slowly and pressed Yra back onto the bed.

After quickly scooping up a bit more of the seed from her face, Eliza quickly cleaned the rest of her face off before turning back to her lover. Their eyes met for a good long moment as Eliza’s hips swayed with each seductive step towards the bed. Yra’s eyes only broken connection to gaze over the Human’s body, her sharp-toothed grin shimmering in the dim light of the overhead lamp as her cock throbbed with need for release. As Eliza approached, her hand moved forward and gripped the bulbous head of the massive she-cock, holding it in place as Eliza climbed onto the bed and straddled Yra’s magnificent member.

With a shuddering moan escaping her lips, Eliza slowly eased herself down onto Yra’s cock, the head splitting her dripping pussy lips open as she howled out in a mix of pleasure and pain, “Oh fff-uck! Ohhh~!”

Yra didn’t dare move, her body stock still despite every atom in her being demanding her to drive her fat shaft as deep and as hard into the Human’s cunt as she could. Eliza could only silently thank Yra for her patience as slowly but surely, she slid down the thick cock and took inch after breathtaking inch deep inside her. Both women were panting heavily, begging for release as Eliza’s entire body stretched to accommodate the massive dick pushing inside her, “Ohhh Gods yes, Yra, fuck you’re big. I don’t think I’ll be able to fit it all in.”

Yra groaned and lifted a finger to Eliza’s lips to silence her, “Shush, Lover, just enjoy what you can take. You feel absolutely perfect around me.”

Eliza’s tight hole stretched more, desperately trying to fit the impressive girth inside her wet pussy as she strained to get more inside her. Yra’s patience with her was only drawing the poor Human ever closer to a massive orgasm before they had even begun, but just as Yra thought that Eliza would attempt to take her entire cock in one go, the Human began to push herself upwards along the shaft. The sucking of her pussy, the enormity of the invading cock, the desperation in her body; Eliza was ready to spend the rest of her life attempting to fuck herself onto this huge fuckstick. Just as the tip of the big dick was about to pop free from Eliza’s tight slit, she let her body drop, impaling herself on the length as it drove deep inside her and rammed itself against her womb.

“Ohh fucking shit, ohhhh fuck you’re so deep,” Eliza’s lips barely managed to pant her words of enjoyment and encouragement to her lover as Yra’s fingertips slowly moved along her flexing legs. Up, down, up, down, slow at first but quickly gaining speed. Eliza was riding this massive cock for all it was worth and Yra was enjoying the waves of pleasure that were emanating off of Eliza as well as the feeling of her cock slamming in and out of the Human’s delectably tight pussy. Both women now moaning out into the night, begging for more, begging for each other, and Eliza was the first to succumb to her orgasm. Her body exploding in ecstasy as she went rigid while still attempting to ride Yra’s dick despite the physical exhaustion she seemed to be experiencing.

Yra let her hands run along Eliza’s bucking body, moving her thumbs up over the big white breasts hanging in front of her before moving one hand up to Eliza’s mouth and letting her purple-skinned thumb slip between her lover’s lips. Eliza could only suck at the thumb presented to her as Yra seemed to now be guiding her body along her cock, pulling her up and down her veiny length. Eliza desperately wanted to please Yra, but she knew that despite her desires, her body was far from ready to continue taking initiative. Instead, Eliza allowed Yra to move her body up and down, to impale the Human on her fem-cock, and with every thrust deep into her body Eliza groaned as she approached another orgasm.

Yra took control as she felt Eliza cede it, the Sartraxian’s hands clutching the Human’s body and with a bit of unseen strength, she rolled them over so that she was now on top of Eliza. For a moment, Eliza’s eyes opened and looked deeply into Yra’s, sharing a moment before the purple-skinned beauty leaned forward and pressed her lips and tongue against her lover’s lips. Eliza’s lips parted to let Yra’s tongue into her mouth, and as the long Sartraxian tongue tickled her own so too did the massive cock tickle her pussy as it entered her once more. Deeper, harder than before. Eliza sucked Yra’s tongue, wrapping her own around the alien woman’s as Yra’s hips began to thrust steadily into the human woman’s dripping cunt.

Faster, harder, every second building to a new journey for both women as Eliza began to orgasm again and again. Eliza’s body writhing and screaming for more despite her voice becoming nothing more than whimpers into Yra’s succulent kissing lips. Yra’s own pleasure building to near unbearable heights as she began to ram her large cock in and out of Eliza’s slit like a rutting animal. Eliza’s hard nipples rubbing against her own with every thrust, breasts massaging breasts, lips kissing lips, tongues wrestling tongues, and Yra’s balls slapping lewdly and loudly against Eliza’s firm ass.

It felt like hours had passed, Yra’s body coated in a fine sheen of sweat as her willpower finally laxed and she felt herself ready to cum once more, “Oh, ohhh Eliza, I’m going to cum, where do you want me to cum?”

Eliza could hardly comprehend the question let alone the concept of anything other than the pleasure of her creamy cunt being plowed by a stunningly amazing cock attached to an even more amazing woman. Without much of an answer aside from loud moans and the tight clamping of Eliza’s pussy as another orgasm burst through her pleasure riddled body, Yra grunted and pushed every last inch of her cock deep inside Eliza’s body and began to unload every drop of her seed into her lover. It felt as if a flood of hot cum was being pumped inside Eliza as her eyes rolled back into her head, her body straining, her fingers digging into her mattress and bed sheets. Just as Eliza began to wonder if Yra was done, the Sartraxian pulled her massive cock from the human’s ravaged cunt and began to spray Eliza’s breasts. The woman’s tummy, and face began to glisten in streamers of thick, fresh cum from her lover’s cock.

It was several hours later when Eliza woke to find her room still fairly messy, her body feeling an awkward combination of sticky yet satisfied as she slowly sat up in bed. Her eyes quickly glanced about the room but found it empty with no sign of her Sartraxian friend. Carefully standing, Eliza made her way to the shower and climbed her way inside to clean herself of the alien cum that had now managed to dry and cool into less than desirable blobs. Still, her mind drifted to the gorgeous Sartraxian, wondering where Yra had gone, or if she’d ever see her again. One of Eliza’s hands cupped her large left breast while her stray hand found its way between her legs.

*I barely met her and I am already missing her touch, pathetic,* Eliza’s mind quipped out as she began to slowly rub at her clit and bring herself off, the orgasm was indeed relieving, but paled in comparison to the massive floods of pleasure that Yra had given her.

After drying off and dressing again, Eliza returned to the cockpit of her ship to find a message awaiting her on her comm station. Upon opening the file, she was greeted with the gorgeous face of her violet skinned lover gazing back at her with a warm smile, “Hello Eliza, I am sorry I was unable to be there when you awoke, but you definitely needed the sleep. I am very happy to have been able to spend some time with you.

“This might sound odd to say, but very seldom do Sartraxian’s have such strong connections with people not of our species… You were… Special,” Eliza smirked as Yra’s face contorted a small bit when trying to place the correct word on her tongue, she almost felt her eyes beginning to well with tears despite the fact that there was no real need to cry as Yra continued her message, “We may never see each other again, but I can tell you this, I will remember our night for the rest of my life. If you ever get the chance to visit Sartraxi, please do not hesitate to send me a message.”

Eliza sighed softly, letting her head drop as she began to reminisce over the events of last night, but then, a soft beep roused her from her moping as she lifted her head to see another message awaiting her. This one was a current call, and with a quick flick of her wrist over the comm station, the screen lit up with the face of a rather gorgeous looking Kadi woman peering down the bridge of her nose at Eliza, her feline features twisting into a soft smirk as her orange furred tail swished behind her in the camera, “Good morning, my name is Lady Scira, I was told by a Station Attendant Droid that you had asked of me. Do you require the services of a Companion?”

Eliza’s brow furrowed as she looked to the Kadi women then spoke the singular thought that her attention could pluck from the sea of questions swirling in her mind, “You’re a Companion? Don’t Companions usually travel alone?”

Lady Scira’s ears perked up on top her head, twitching at the question before nodding with a look of confusion and concern on her furry face, “Yes, we have a rule that no two Companions are to tend to business on the same station. One must allow the other to work while she seeks employment elsewhere.”

Eliza almost didn’t want to ask the next question she had, but her lips ignored her hesitation, “So, there aren’t any other Companions on this station, are there?”

Lady Scira looked away for a moment before turning back to the camera and shaking her head, “No, I am the only Companion in this entire sector currently.”

Eliza sat back in her chair before running her hand across the bald side of her head with a heavy sigh of confusion, *Was Yra a Companion, or was she just some hallucination?*

“D-Do you need the services of a Companion, ma’am?”

Roused by Lady Scira’s words, Eliza looked back to the screen before smiling warmly, “I think I might.”

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