Space Ranger McBlek sipped his synti-ale and stared at the gorgeous waitress who busily scooted around serving drinks. She was hot. He felt a twitch in his leather pants not felt in a long time.
He just returned from battling the ferocious Zxarc aliens in the Centuri sector, where human settlers were under constant attack from this mysterious, previously unknown alien race. They appeared from several vortexes and began a systematic bombardment of the settler's moons, killing hundreds. No claims to this sector, no demands, just extreme hostility. So, naturally, the Space Rangers were sent in.
And so McBlek, Captain, ten years of experience, a man's man with an Irish devil-may-care attitude fought the alien hoard with contempt and bloody violence. He would defend his people to the end!
After five long months of bloody confrontation, both in space dogfights and hand-to-claw combat he was ordered to take some leave, been shipped to the nearest Deep Space Station for some much need R&R. Making his way to the nearest bar he found some war-weary comrades which he shared a drink with, before settling into a corner alone to gather his thoughts.
Or was it that he wanted to catch the sexy waitress' eye? McBlek almost devoured her alive with his eyes, staring as her short skirt rose to reveal her long legs (was she wearing stockings? Oh man, yes she was!). Her tight blouse bravely held her huge breasts within, her swollen cleavage begging to be freed. He imagined what her nipples looked like, and smiled at the thought of sucking upon them. Her curly, purple hair was clipped upwards, wisps brushing off her gorgeous, oval face. Her lips red, full, kissable, what would it be like to feel them around his big, thick erection?
She noticed him too, glancing over her shoulder at him now and again, smiling sweetly in his direction. Come here, he thought …
He raised his glass to her and she swayed over to him, her curves and full womanly figure synchronised in almost liquid form.
"What can I do for you, handsome?" she asked, leaning on the table in front of him, her breasts threatening to pop from her blouse.
"Another synti-ale, hot stuff, and have one for yourself?"
"Yep, don't mind if I do, my shift finishes in a couple of minutes so a much needed drink would be great."
"Care to join me?"
"Thought you'd never ask! Say, what's your name, Ranger?"
"McBlek. And you are?"
"You can call me Lydia, gorgeous. Back in a jiff with our drinks …"

Lydia was fascinated with the war between the Rangers and the Zxarcs, she could have sat there all night listening to the Captain's heroic tales of blood and guts and human sacrifice, staring into his piercing, hazel eyes. His head was shaved, and strangely he wore a long goatee beard (surely not Ranger standard?) and his voice had a sexy, hypnotic effect on her.
McBlek, meanwhile, was enjoying this fiery female's company, enjoying watching her voluptuous body twist and turn in the seat as he told of his experiences in the war. But truthfully, the war was the last thing on his mind right now.
" … So three months later, here I am, ending up on your station, and damn glad that I did!"
"I'm pretty pleased you decided to walk into my fine establishment, Captain McBlek, shit, a working girl like me needs some eye-candy while I'm serving drinks!"
"Baby," McBlek replied, his hand reaching down and caressing the inside of her thigh. "Believe me when I say you are more than a welcome sight for sore eyes."
"Oh yeah …" Lydia cooed, opening her legs to allow McBlek feel her hot moistness there, his fingers deftly brushing off her skimpy panties.
"Fuck, you're wet …" he whispered, tickling her slit through the damp material.
"You make me that way, honey, just you and the thoughts of that big cock I hope you've got waiting for me!"
"You know it, slut. Help yourself."
"Don't mind if I do, you bastard …" she smiled, letting her hand slip below the table and onto McBlek's muscular legs, where she felt with her fingers the massive erection pulsating within his leather pants. He was so big!
"Oh yeah, I like that …" she said, squeezing him hard.
"Want some Space Ranger cock, baby?" McBlek asked her, reaching over and nibbling on her ear, licking her lobe.
"Fuck yeah!" she gasped, as his lips brushed off her neck. "I want you so bad!"
"You may have noticed that I'm not uninterested in you myself!" McBlek joked, as their mouths found one another and they kissed, their tongues rolling in passion.
Someone in the bar yelled 'Get a room!' which brought both Space Ranger and waitress back down to earth.
"Not a bad idea." She said, getting to her feet, adjusting her skirt. "Coming?"
McBlek was up onto his feet in no time, his erection actually knocking into the underside of the table, jolting it. They both laughed, he embarrassed, as she took him by the hand and led him out of the bar and into the busy corridor …

They clawed at each other's clothes as they spilled out of the elevator and made their way towards Lydia's apartment aboard the station. As the door hissed open they staggered inside, kissing, groping, tearing at uniforms, Lydia leading him to her bedroom before pushing him back onto the bed. He sat up, resting on his elbows, his boots on the floor, and watched as she knelt in front of him.
"Now let's see what you've been keeping from me." She said, as she unzipped the Space Ranger's cock and pulled him into the open. She was not disappointed. He was huge, thick, long, circumcised, his great cock throbbed wondrously in her palm. She stared down at him, awe-struck.
She began unbuttoning her blouse to reveal her beauteous breasts clasped within a lacy, silver bra. She took hold of his cock and wiped the beginnings of pre-cum off her cleavage.
"Well, big-boy, looks like you and I are gonna have a lot of fun together this evening …" and so saying she kissed his cock, her tongue leaving a wet trail as she moved up and down his throbbing length, McBlek hissing his approval. He jerked with pleasure as her mouth engulfed him, her tongue a soft pillow as her lips gripped him tightly and swallowed his delicious cock deeper into her throat.
"Fuck, baby …" he groaned, clawing the bed sheets as she slowly let him slide from her mouth before tonguing his great mushroomed knob, lapping at pre-cum that oozed from his cock-eye.
"You like that, don't you, stud?" she saucily asked, reaching down to flick his big hairy balls with her tongue, all the while pulling on his thick, sticky length.
"You know it, hot-stuff!" he smirked, clutching her purple curls in his hands and wrapping it around his fingers. He then guided her head back towards his erection, her lips sloppily kissing and sucking his shaft.
"Space Ranger cock - I love it!" she gasped, withdrawing him once more from her mouth to gently whack him off her exposed tongue. She raised her mouth from his knob, drawing a trail of saliva and pre-cum with it. Lydia then ran her finger up the length of the Captain's cock, smearing the semen-spittle mixture before taking her finger in her mouth and nosily sucking upon it.
"C'mere, baby!" he exclaimed excitedly, lifting her from between his thighs. Her breasts swept angelically off his bobbing erection. Standing over him, she undid her skirt, letting it slip to the floor. Meantime McBlek kicked off his boots, and wriggled frantically out of his leather pants. Lydia then unclipped her bra, letting it fall onto his face. He caught it and sniffed it, inhaling her dizzying perfume.
"Gorgeous!" he commented, chewing on the silver bra strap before discarding it behind him. "Come to papa!" McBlek commanded her, taking her by both hands and positioning her over his face. She parted her wet labia with her fingers as she squatted over him, lowering her pussy to his gaping mouth. She immediately felt his tongue dart against her, slip between her dripping slit. He sought out her clit and drummed it with his tongue.
"Ooooh fuck, Captain! Mmmmm, that feels soooooo good!" She moaned, squirming against his kissing mouth. "Please, fuck me with your tongue!"
McBlek more than obliged, stabbing his tongue deeper into the hot, wet folds of Lydia's honey-pussy, lapping hungrily on the sweet nectar that flowed from her. His mouth, lips, chin and beard drenched with her sticky pleasure, McBlek smiled as the horny waitress ground her pussy harder onto his sopping face. She came almost immediately, throwing her hair back as her climax sent electric shocks through her body. The Captain tasted her orgasm as she softly sprayed his mouth with a sweet substance, a delicious treacle that oozed down his throat.
"Ooooh, ooh yes, mmmmm-mmmm, oh fuck yes, …" she murmured dreamily, McBlek gently lapping at her now sensitive clit. She reached behind her and grasped his thick cock, he jerking as she did so.
"Time to give this a new home." she said, sliding from his face, her pussy trailing a slick sliver of honey from his mouth. Lydia bent down and kissed him, tasting herself as his tongue darted for hers. Her ass pressed against his cock, she then knelt above it before slowly sinking onto the throbbing meat.
So wet, so hot, McBlek thought as her pussy engulfed his erection and oooh, what a tight fit!
"That feels gooooood, baby!" he moaned through closed eyes as Lydia began sliding up and down on him. As she fucked him her pussy contracted around his cock, fuck, how did she do that?
"Oooh!" she cried out, her clit rubbing delightfully off his hard dick as her pace quickened. Her ass was now slapping off his thighs as she fucked him, biting her bottom lip, his cock seemingly twitching within her. He reached up to squeeze her jutting breasts, steadying then as they shook sexily in his palms. He pinched her nipples between thumb and finger, she moaning louder as he squeezed tighter.
Suddenly straightening forward, he cupped the horny waitress up his arms and lay her down on the bed, pushing her legs towards her so that her knees rested just above her. Kneeling next to her he slid his cock into her wet pussy, and picked up where she had left off, fucking her. His glistening erection pounded into her, his great balls whacking off her round buttocks. She held onto her legs, her hands rustling her stockings, pulling them forward. His hands now free, his used his right thumb to tickle her exposed clit, heightening her sexual pleasure. As his cock penetrated deeper into her she came again, letting out a series of obscenities as she did so.
"Oooh, I'm gonna, I'm gonna - " McBlek groaned, his cock twitching as Lydia clasped him tighter within her.
"Cum, baby, cum on me!" she goaded him, feeling him begin to swell in her pussy.
"Shit! Oh shit!" he exclaimed, as he withdrew and pulled on his sticky shaft, Lydia sinking down the bed sheets and sitting up as with a low, guttural groan McBlek let fly his orgasm, splashing the giggling waitress with his cum. It splattered her face and breasts, great dollops of thick, creamy jism rolling down her heaving body. She cupped his balls and flicked her tongue out at his oozing knob, licking the last bubbles of semen there before swallowing his cock into her mouth.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck yeah, …" he moaned, wiping away beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Mmmmm, yummy!" Lydia said, slurping on his wet, softening erection, her tongue swirling around his gorgeously salty cock.
McBlek gazed down upon her through widened eyes, trying to focus on the slutty babe who stared up at him with his cock in her smiling mouth. Too fucking much!
"Wanna go again?" she asked, rising to her knees and wrapping her arms around him before the pair of them kissed. McBlek thought; salty indeed.
"Why not?" he replied, his hands cupping her taut ass. "It's not as if I'm going nowhere for a - "
The station suddenly shook, as if a massive cruiser knocked into it, or had the station somehow been rocked from its orbit? McBlek and Lydia were nearly thrown from the bed, several objects not nailed down in her bedroom falling to the floor.
"That didn't sound too good." the Captain commented, both of them looking at the ceiling as if it could provide an answer. Then another tremor, this one more violent than the last, and this time they both collapsed from the bed.
"What the fuck?" Lydia screamed, as the station vibrated around them.
"Stay on the floor!" McBlek told her, "I'll go see what's going - "
A crackled voice erupted over the station's com-system, shouting so loudly it was almost inaudible.
"We're under attack, we're under attack! All Rangers to their fighters, all Rangers to their fighters!"
"Fuck!" McBlek said, grabbing his pants and slipping into them.
"'Under attack'?" Lydia gasped. "The Zxarcs?"
"Probably." he answered, pulling his boots on. "Stay here. My squad will see them off!"
"But what if - "
It happened so fast there was nothing McBlek could do. He would analyse it for hours afterwards, wondering just what caused it. Thankfully, for the human races sake, he wasn't on the bed when the fifty floors above them collapsed, crushing Lydia as thousands of tons of steel and blackened debris crashed through floor after floor, taking the beautiful waitress with it.
McBlek nearly fell into smouldering hole in the middle of Lydia's bedroom, he catching himself before he followed the tumbling destruction that continued to storm through the station's floors.
Saluting her, he then dashed outside into the corridor. She would be avenged.

To be continued!