The sleek, bullet-like spacecraft slowly sank to the landing platform, dropping from the blackness of space like a silent bird of prey. Coming to a halt with a soft thud, its landing gears flexing to accommodate its weight, several work-droids immediately clambered around the one-man ship, connecting plasma hoses, securing tractor beam locks and presenting a stepladder for the pilot to disembark once the ship was fully and safely docked.

This was Truck Stop Aries 4, an enormous complex built into a rogue asteroid for space truckers and Galactic travellers and explorers to rest, recuperate, refuel and, if need be, catch some shut-eye for a day or two before continuing on their journey into the vast region of Asaff Space. Seemingly just sitting on the lone asteroid held in place by four Magnetic Isoton Spheres that orbited the massive rock it created a stable and oxygen based atmosphere that allowed one to 'walk' on the complex's grounds, even though you were for all intensive purposes walking 'on' the asteroid. They were also built with motion-sensors to avoid trailing pieces of comet dust or lone space-rock fragments which could smash into the complex. An old yet genius devise used for mining barren moons or much larger asteroids, it was also put into good use for small out-post businesses like this.

The ship now docked the cockpit of the T- Fire Comet Super Class rose upwards and a figure stepped out, using the stepladder to descend. If droids were capable of feeling emotions, especially lust, they would have stared lustfully at the humanoid leaving her ship - a woman, slim, curvaceous, her body encased in a skin tight, silver and black cat suit. Her ass swam to and fro within her flight uniform as she took the final steps onto the platform, her high-heeled black boots clicking onto the metal surface. As she spun round, the droids would have seen her curvy breasts, full, round, jutting forward beneath the tight silver suit. It was almost like a second skin - her boots, piloting gloves and black utility belt gave the deception away. She still wore her helmet; black with a silver visor. Only her lips were visible, full, and deep red. Smiling, she headed towards the main building, passing the droids who were now moving her ship via hover-struts to the 'parking area', where other ships lay silent, waiting for their owners.
The two doors hissed open, revealing a corridor that was once painted white but had seen better days. It led to another door, and a reception area. It was a small room, with a waiting area occupied by a drunken alien who took up the entire bench. He belched in his sleep. There was a public computer console, a coffee dispenser, detailed maps of the Truck Stop on the walls, rules and regulations and various other signs and notices which no one ever bothered with. The Truck Stop had seven landing platforms and parking areas, each reception leading either immediately to the Sleeping Rooms or to the interior of the Truck Stop, where one could shower, eat, drink and catch the many shows running 24 hours a cycle.

A pretty young female sat behind the main counter, her green hair in a ponytail, her Truck Stop uniform worn half heartily. She chewed gum whilst reading a disc-novel; she barely glanced at the pilot who approached her.
"Welcome to Truck Stop Aries 4, what can I do for ya?" the receptionist said, before blowing a bubble with her gum.
"I've to meet someone." the pilot answered. "Room AA 47, I believe I'm expected."
Without taking her eyes from the novel she was engrossed in the receptionist clattered the keys on her computer. Only glancing at the screen once, she said "Name?"
"Sophie." the pilot answered.
"Room AA 47. You're expected." She reached under and pressed a button, automatically opening a hatch that was marked SLEEPING ROOMS.
"Thank you." Sophie said, making her way towards the door, leaving the reception and stepping into a corridor some 15 meters in length. There were rooms either side of the corridor, much like a hotel floor, only these rooms were quite small and didn't come with room service.
Room AA 47 was located midway down, on the left hand side. Sophie pressed one of two buttons on the panel next to the hatch, it buzzed and lit up a green neon light.
"Yeah?" came the gruff reply, crackled by interference.
"It's me." Sophie said, holding the com-link button down. The hatch immediately hissed open, she stepping into the gloomy interior, the door shutting swiftly behind her.
The room was quite small, more of a cupboard than anything. It had one shelf on the wall for possessions, one food and drink dispenser (credit card only), some hangers for clothes and a bed, located in the middle of the small room. And on this bed lay a man, naked, save for his chunky flight boots. Beside him rested a laser blaster.
He was handsome, this fellow, shaved head, goatee, muscular, broad shoulders, two tattoos on both arms. He had a beer gut, hairy too. His thighs were thick, iron hard, and between them his great erection, circumcised, long, big, impressive, bobbed upright.
"You came." he said.
"Now you know I couldn't stay away, Agent Bacteria13." Sophie replied, smiling. "Why the gun? Don't trust me?"
"I don't trust anyone. Remove your helmet," he said.
"Straight to it?" she asked, unlocking the strap beneath her chin.
"You know it."
Taking the helmet in her hands she lifted it from her head, shaking her hair as she did so. Long, shiny purple locks reached down past her shoulders. She had a button nose, and bright, blue eyes. Her face was oval, gorgeous. Sophie sat the helmet by her feet.
She went to unzip her flight suit, when Bacteria13 interrupted her. "Not yet. I have something for you."
"And I bet I know what it is …" she said, approaching the bed and leaning on it, reaching between his legs so that she came face to face with his throbbing erection. He held it steady in his hand for her, just inches from her face. She licked her thick, glossy lips before striking out with her tongue, catching his velvety knob. She tongued him there, stabbing his 'eye', her tongue swirling around his delicate yet hard purple flesh, before slowly taking him deep into her mouth. He hissed with pleasure as engulfed him, her lips gripping his thick cock, sucking him deep into the back of her throat, her tongue dancing wondrously beneath the base of his cock that twitched deliciously in her mouth. She teasingly let him loose from the hot, warm pussy that was her mouth, her tongue flicking at his saliva-wet length as she did so.
He pulled and tugged on his big erection, he the only one using hands, she using her mouth, and expertly so. He was gonna pop his load, and he wanted her to have it all.
"Gonna cum for me, big boy?" Sophie asked him, her tongue a wet pillow as he frantically shafted his cock, his helmet rubbing off her mouth.
"Oh yeah, oh yeah, baby, here it comes!" he grunted, as Sophie placed her lips over his cock, sucking him before her mouth was suddenly filled with his thick, creamy cum, it shooting jet after jet of salty seed, splashing the back of her throat. Swirling her tongue around his pulsating knob Sophie swallowed his yummy gift, her throat gulping the delicious nectar that continued to flow from him.
"So much …" she panted, lapping at his oozing helmet, sucking the last drops from him, licking his fingers where slivers of sperm caught him.
Leaving his sticky cock with one final kiss she reversed off the bed and stood to her feet, her lips smacking with the taste of him. She now continued where she had left off, unzipping her flight suit, peeling off the top half, and revealing her smooth, golden skin. She eased it off her shoulders, down her arms, over her round breasts, the latex material skimping over her taut nipples. Past her flat tummy, she unhooked her utility belt, it falling to the floor. Kicking off her high-heeled boots, she proceeded to seductively slip out of the flight suit, pulling it down her thighs, finally stepping out of it once it has reached her feet. She now stood naked before the man who called himself Bacteria13.
"Unbelievable," he commented. "Absolutely fucking unbelievable."
She ran her fingers through her hair, smiling at him as she did so. She danced to unheard music, swinging her hips, running her hands over her breasts, toying with those erect nipples. Sexily she drew her fingers down her tummy and between her legs, tickling her wetness there that threatened to consume her.
"Let me taste you." he said, motioning towards her with his finger. She placed her right leg on the bed and then stood on it, looking down at the excited Bacteria13. She placed her feet either side of his chest, before lowering her body onto his awaiting face. Immediately she felt his tongue strike out at her, catching her wet labia. She hissed as she lowered herself further down onto him, his tongue penetrating her sweet honey pot, she squirming with pleasure as he drove his tongue deep into her wet pussy. He flicked it to and fro, seeking out her clit, probing it, licking it, grasping it between his lips and sucking it.
Sophie moaned, a long, deep-throated moan, throwing her head back as his tongue continued to dance with her clitty. Her breasts shook as she ground her hips onto his sucking mouth, biting her bottom lip, clenching her eyes closed tight, concentrating on that cock-like tongue as it brought her nearer and nearer to orgasm.
"Don't stop!" she cried, leaning forward and resting against the wall with her hands, pushing her pussy harder onto his face, her honey spilling from her, matting his goatee. He reached around and with his finger frigged her clitty while fucking her wet slit with his tongue, bringing her so close, so close …
"God, yessssssssssss!" she gasped, as her climax ripped through her, shredding every nerve ending in her body. She shook her hips back and forth, riding his face, surfing her creamy orgasm.
Lifting her gooey pussy from Bacteria13's face she gazed down at him through pleasure-filled eyes, he smacking his lips and grinning.
"You're the man!" She said, sliding down his body, leaving a sticky trail of pussy juice on his chest, her ass coming to a halt as it hit his erection.
"Hard already?" she asked, nuzzling her pussy so that his big circumcised knob nudged the entrance of her wet slit. He needed no prompting to thrust - Sophie sank into his cock as he lunged upward, his two, large balls smacking with a 'thwack' off her ass. She let out a cry of pleasure as he penetrated her, the sensation of his big cock filling her mind numbing. She clawed his shoulders as he slowly withdrew, moaning a soft "nooooooooooooooooo …" before he suddenly slammed his thick length back into her tight pussy, once again filling her.
"Oh God, that feels so good …" she cooed, as he began a steady, metronomic rhythm of long, deep strokes, his big cock sloppily sliding in and out of her tight, wet pussy. Her breasts dangled over his face, he reached up and carefully took one of her jutting nipples into his mouth, sucking heartedly. His hands gripped her ass, squeezing her supple hips, pulling her upwards, her nipple leaving his mouth with a 'pop'. Now sat on him, she began to fuck him, bouncing up and down on his gorgeous cock that throbbed wondrously inside her. He took hold of her swinging breasts, squeezing them, enjoying their weight in his palms. She didn't mind when he pinched those pointed, rubbery nipples.
For several minutes she bounced on top of him, he fondling her wobbling titties, she thrashing her head to and fro as she fucked him. Her moaning was loud, excitingly so, he enjoying the vision of this horny slut bouncing on top of him, her hair shaking wildly.
Then, "Up." he grunted, and for the first time the man known as Bacteria13 climbed from the position where he lay since Sophie arrived. She immediately knelt on the bed, her curvy ass presented to him, he coming up behind her, stroking his cock affectionately. Her head resting on the bed cover, she opened her labia for him as he aimed for her dripping honey pot, penetrating her suddenly. The bed creaked with the weight of the two of them fucking like this, he gripping her hips, she clawing the tangled sheets, he pounding his erection into her tight pussy, his balls swinging beneath him. He reached across her and tugged her hair, pulling her head back. She let out a pleasurable cry as his great slippery cock hammered into her, both his hands pulling on Sophie's hair, her head now arched back, her eyes closed, immersed in this incredible fucking he was giving her.
Once his grip on her hair was released she smothered her face in the covers and slipped her hand between her thighs, stroking her engorged clitty as his beautiful cock slammed into her. Her second orgasm was suddenly upon her; it rushed over her, leaving Sophie no time to catch her breath. He didn't stop nor let up to allow her to fully enjoy it - his constant fucking continued, that big cock of his relentless.
He was sweating when he finally withdrew from her, wiping his brow with his naked, tattooed arm. Sophie carried on stroking her sensitive clitty, her pussy a tad tender yet throbbing wondrously. The addition of his tongue there was a welcome relief to the thunder storm that was his cock, he lapped and kissed her swollen labia, soothing her aching pussy as he inserted it into her wetness, and oh, it felt damn good …
His tongue then licked upwards, striking out at her asshole, stabbing the tender, brown flesh. She moaned her approval as he slid a thick finger into her soppy pussy before drawing it towards her brown rose. Slowly, he eased it inwards, her anus opening for him, yet contracting around the digit.
"Gonna fuck your ass, baby!" he told her, spitting on his hand and smearing it into his sticky erection.
"Oh yeah, fuck my ass!" she purred, her fingers dipping into her pussy wetness, tickling her clit. "I love it when you fuck my ass!" She hissed as he positioned his bulbous knob at her anus, slowly inserting, it opening for him, his thick length centimetre by centimetre disappearing into her tight ass.
"Fuck, oh honey fuck!" she groaned, his cock halfway in her, his thickness seemingly stretching her, no, he fucking was stretching her! And when he thrust his hips, slowly at first yet harder with every lunge, her ass lubricating with his pre-cum, his fucking not as tight, not as uncomfortable, her finger stroking and fingering her pussy, that creamy feeling building up in her again, she bit the sheets and howled with orgasmic pleasure.
"You're so Goddamn tight!" he snarled, his pace that of when he was fucking her pussy, the soft, wet, velvety vacuum that was her ass doing … things to his battered and bruised cock, he didn't know how long he could hold back from blowing his second load … fuck, it wouldn't be long now …
"Are you gonna cum for me, honey?" Sophie asked, squeezing his cock with her ass. The way he throbbed and swelled within her she knew he was. And his second loads were as messy as his first.
"Oh fuck, oh yeah, oh fuck!" he groaned through gritted teeth, spittle flying, his grip on his hips tightening as his cock twitched climatically in her asshole. He withdrew, pulling on his slick cock.
Sophie spun round, lying beneath him. "On my face, baby, on my face!" She coaxed him, licking her lips; gently squeezing his balls in her hand as he grunted and swore once more before suddenly depositing a second load, this time it oozing in great thick dollops onto her panting face and open mouth. She licked and lapped the salty soup as it continued spewing from him, her face and lips splashed with his orgasm, he smearing his flabby cock off her nose, giggling as her tongue flicked the last droplets around her mouth …

She dressed in silence; he sat on the crumpled bed, sipping a beer. He watched her slip her high heeled boots back on, before reaching for her helmet. Her back to him, she reached for the exit panel. Before she opened the door, she said, "I can't see you again."
He didn't reply, merely taking another swig from the bottle.
"I mean it this time," she added, forcibly. "My husband - "
"You'll know where I'll be. For a civilian you always find me."
"There won't be a next time." she replied. "I can't risk it. He has people that follow me."
"I'll remind you of that. 'Next time' you come knocking on my door."
"B-but I, I - "
"See you around, doll-face."
Sophie bowed her head dejectedly and made her way out into the corridor, the door to Room AA 47 hissing shut behind her.

Fin.