Lust in Space Stranded (2 page)

“Looks like we’re ready,” Nikki said.

I pouted inside.

“Yay,” I mocked with sarcasm. “Stasis time.”

Chapter 2: Lust and the Robot

I conducted one last walk-through of the
Freeman
before engaging our stasis. Nikki was going to change and meet me at the tubes so I could initiate her tube. As Commander, it’s my responsibility to make sure that my crew entered stasis safely. I guess that was my silly vice of humanity considering all of the technology at our disposal. Each tube could be initialized from the inside or by Delilah. It was my way of saying ‘good night’ to Nikki.

“Everything looks good,” I said when I met Nikki in the stasis room.

I gazed at her body, barely covered in that tiny shirt and those plain, sexy panties. Now that I thought of it, I was grateful for whoever decided that outfit was optimal for stasis. Nikki shot me a shy smile. Maybe I hadn’t exactly meant the ship when I said that. It certainly fit her too.

Nikki crawled into her stasis tube. Her slender limbs moved gracefully as she pulled herself in then turned to lie down. I bit my lower lip as her succulent ass lifted into the air, as if begging me to grab it, but then she was around and settling in. I stepped to the side of her tube and smiled down at her.

“Sweet dreams, Commander,” she said before closing her eyes.

“Sweet dreams, Nikki.”

I closed her tube and initiated the sleep sequence. I waited until the bio-monitor indicated she was under. My eyes fell upon her beautiful, peaceful, sleeping face. She looked like an innocent angel and I wanted to ruffle her wings. Perhaps in three years when we arrived home.

I leaned over and kissed the glass tube cover, just above her lips. I cooed and ran my hands over the tube, imagining I was caressing her body. Her round breasts teased me. They called to me to grab them and squeeze them and kiss them. Nikki’s hard nipples strained through her shirt and begged for my lips. Three years was a long time to wait. I thought she’d be worth it.

My pussy ached as I left her side and crawled into my stasis tube. You didn’t dream while in stasis which was a shame. I would have dreamed of her. I would have dreamed of her and me writhing in ecstasy while we pleasured each other like never before. It was a shame that I wouldn’t dream about that. I wanted to.

I closed my eyes and thought of Nikki. I caressed my hands across my flat stomach. The lust in my touch burned the surface of my skin and penetrated deep into my flesh. I exhaled loudly and drew my hands up towards my breasts. They rose and fell sharply with each deepening breath. I needed to climax. I needed to ride the wave of pleasure while I thought of her even though she was in stasis beside me and unable to enjoy the moment.

I arched my back and took the edge of my tiny tank top in my hands then pulled it over my breasts. I lifted my head and shoulders and within a blink, had my top off and flung from the stasis tube. I reached down and ripped my panties off and they disappeared onto the floor. I was so hot and horny and was going to fuck myself until I barely had the strength to put myself into stasis.

My hands roamed all over my smooth body. The nice part about being in the deep space program was permanent hair removal. A panel of scientists, presumably all men again, had decided that the less hair was on the human body, the less chance of a microbe or something stowing away. I remember going through the defoliate process and the man charged with rendering me hairless. It sounded like the means to a cheap thrill. Thankfully I was allowed to keep the hair on my head and brows, but the rest of me was completely stripped.

I spread my creamy thighs and dragged my fingers along their insides from my knees. My pussy twitched and I held my breath as my hands crept closer to my moist crevice. I moaned as I rubbed my fingers along the outside of my drooling cunt, taking care not to touch it yet. I wanted to tease myself until I was burning up in a hot, lusty frenzy. My hips began to move with each stroke of my hands.

I began to move them in tiny circles, squeezing my velvety lips together and slightly pressuring my throbbing clit. My head slowly shook side to side as my brow furrowed. Yes! I was so fucking hot. Suddenly I pressed my hands against my juicy pussy and began to vigorously rub it. I curled my toes and lifted my legs.

“Fuck me Nikki!” I cried. “Eat my juicy cunt!”

My cries dripped with desire and I moaned loudly. I spread my lips then thrust two fingers deep into my burning pussy. I couldn’t believe how hot and wet my hole was. My fingers effortlessly slipped inside and I began to finger myself with hard, brisk thrusts. I abused my pussy over and over. I began to massage my soft tits with my other hand. I squeezed and jiggled them and prodded my nipples with my fingers.

My nipples were always very sensitive. Each jab of my finger fired bolts of electricity through my tender body. I was in heaven and wished that Nikki were here sharing it with me. I wanted her. I wanted her so badly that I considered waking her from stasis and fucking the hell out of her. I raised my head and peered at her tube from over the edge of mine.

Then I got a naughty, sexy idea. I leaped from my tube and jumped on top of hers. I stared at her angelic face and ground my pussy into the smooth, curved glass of her tube’s cover. My ass and hips bucked furiously while I imagined humping her. I pressed my large breasts into the tube and began to tongue the glass above her mouth.

“Fuck, Nikki!” I cried as I fucked my pussy into the glass.

Euphoric pressure built and built, driving me to fuck the glass harder and faster. I was so close to my orgasm and was doing everything in my power to send me over the edge. My body trembled from the tremors of my approaching climax. With each thrust, I smeared my pussy juice all over her tube. My moans echoed through the stasis room and the musk from my cum filled my nostrils.

I inhaled deeply and urged myself to keep going. My hips and thighs were covered with my juices as they leaked all over the glass. It made it harder to keep going, making me slip and slide and challenging me to keep my furiously fucking pace. Harder. Faster. Faster. I tried so badly to make myself cum and despite my efforts it wasn’t happening. The glass was too slick. Not enough friction.

I slid off of Nikki’s tube and leaned back against it. My breaths were hard and ragged and I cursed with frustration. I searched the area for answers. I needed something to make me cum and nothing I had done so far seemed to do the trick. Then my eyes fell on our maintenance robot.

The short, round mechanical worker sat in the corner. I eyed the long, smooth shaft of its accessory arm. It was designed to have several tools slip and snap over it to assist us with making certain repairs. I never noticed until now how much its bare appendage looked so much like a chrome dildo.

I rushed over to the maintenance robot and switched it on. My fingers flew over the programming pad and my eyes widened as I watched the appendage slowly extend horizontally. After a few more lines of code were entered, I saved the program and dropped to my hands and knees.

“Robot, extend arm,” I commanded.

The robot extended its arm completely. My mouth watered as I gazed at the smooth, glistening accessory shaft. I turned around and backed into it. I groaned when I felt the tapered tip graze my flaring pussy. I lifted my soft, round ass until I had worked the tip just inside the entrance to my creamy cunt. My fingers and toes curled as slowly pressed my ass backwards and sank the shaft into my hole.

It was large, larger than I had expected. It hadn’t looked that thick but it was. I held my breath and screamed deep in my throat as the robot’s shaft slowly disappeared deeply into my pussy. I threw my head back and gave one last thrust backwards until the shaft was completely buried inside of me. It felt amazing and so naughty. What would Nikki think if she saw me like this? Then I remembered about the internal surveillance system that recorded our every movement. I would have to erase it before we docked back home.

“Robot,” I moaned. “Fuck me!”

The robot chirped its acknowledgement of the custom command I had programmed. It slowly began to pump its shaft in and out of my dripping hole. The gentle rhythm made me howl in pleasure. The robot fucked me slowly without any regard to emotion. It was a machine; it didn’t have emotions. That was good. All I wanted was to be ravaged until I burst.

Its smooth shaft moved slowly and eventually too slowly for my taste. I began to pump my thighs and hips, driving my ass back into its thrusts. The shaft drove into me deeper and faster from my efforts. I felt so naughty and dirty. I felt like the robot’s slut, its space whore that lusted for its metallic cock.

“Fuck me faster!” I commanded and its shaft began to pump faster.

My body trembled and sweat dripped onto the floor. The exhilaration of being fucked by a machine was making me hotter and hotter and I could feel my orgasm quickly building. I pumped my ass wildly against each rapid thrust of its metal dick. I took its cock hard and fast but I needed more. I needed much more.

“Fuck me faster!” I screamed. “Faster! Faster! Fuck me as fast as you can!”

The motors in the robot hummed loudly. Its shaft stabbed into me at a furious pace. I tried to keep up with its speed but failed. I just knelt on my hands and knees and let the robot assault my moaning pussy. I arched my back and started to wail as I felt the first tremors of my climax start to rock my body.

“Fuck me robot!” I wailed. “Don’t stop! Keep going baby! Fuck yessss!”

My pussy clenched around its drumming cock. I violently convulsed as I started to cum. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and I felt pleasure like I had never felt before. My pussy burst with pleasure and my body burned with ecstasy. The robot continued to fuck me through my climax, driving me hotter and higher than I had ever been. It didn’t stop. It couldn’t stop- not until I gave it the command to and I sure as hell wasn’t going to yet.

My orgasm seemed to last forever. I was on the verge of passing out and loved every hot, fucking, mechanical moment of it. Just was I thought I couldn’t handle anymore, my pussy loosened and my orgasm began to fade. I pulled myself forward and off of the robot’s shaft. I collapsed on the cold floor and rolled onto my back.

My chest heaved and I choked on my breaths. I gazed at the robot’s blurring shaft and was amazed just how fast it moved. Wow. I was a slut. I couldn’t believe I had let that thing fuck the hell out of me and I enjoyed it very much. Even more so, I couldn’t believe I was looking forward to having it fuck me again. Too bad that it only had one shaft but thankfully it did. I didn’t think I could handle it fucking both of my holes.

“Robot,” I gasped while trying to catch my breath. “Stop.”

I sprawled out on the floor until I regained my strength. When I had recovered enough, I pulled myself to my feet and headed to my stasis tube. I gazed at Nikki’s body as I walked past her before climbing in my chamber. I closed the lid and initiated my stasis. Before the tube put me out I remembered I was naked and my clothes were lying somewhere on the floor. It was too late. I’d wake before Nikki so I wasn’t worried.

Chapter 3: GTFO!

“Lita!” Nikki’s voice echoed through my head.

I opened my eyes to mere slits and looked up. Her beautiful, blurry face stared down at me. I shook my head. What was going on? I shouldn’t be dreaming. Was I dreaming? She shook me and kept calling my name.

“Commander!” she shouted.

I bolted upright, realizing I was no longer in stasis. Alarms buzzed and lights flashed through the ship. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong. I tried to get out of my stasis tube and fell onto the floor. I should have known better. It takes a while to get your coordination back after being stasis for any period of time.

“Careful,” she warned and helped me up.

I tried to stand and fell forward. Nikki caught me. I realized I was still naked when I felt the flimsy fabric of her tank top rub against my breasts. I wrapped my arms around her to try to keep myself steady. The feeling of her body against mine was simply blissful. Had we not been in some sort of emergency, I would have lingered in her arms for as long as I could.

Finally I found my bearings and stepped away from her. Nikki eyed me dubiously. Her eyes washed over my body then darted to the robot that still had its mechanical arm extended then back to me. I noticed her nipples hardened after she looked at me again. I couldn’t believe I forgot to order the robot home.

“Why are you naked?” she asked exasperatedly.

“Nothing,” I shook my head and quickly nabbed my shirt and panties form the floor.

She watched me intently. Her gaze shifted to the robot, now and then, but for the most part they stayed on me. I could feel them drinking in every curve and contour of my body. My pussy tingled at the thought of her putting two and two together about me and the robot and finding it arousing. I think she did. Her nipples proved that. The touch of my body against hers didn’t elicit that reaction.

Nikki was silent during the short time it took me to put my shirt and panties on again. I looked up at her as I stepped into my panties and pulled them up. I could see the thoughts churning in her eyes. My shy, innocent lieutenant wasn’t as innocent as she let on, was she?

“What’s going on?” I asked and walked over to one of Delilah’s status panels.

“I don’t know,” Nikki replied. “I found myself coming out of stasis to the alarms going off and so I went to wake you. That’s it.”

“Gotcha,” I thumbed the panel. “Delilah, status update.”

“Main fuel tanks depleted,” her ultra-sexy voice announced. “Auxiliary tanks at ten percent. Navigational thrusters inoperable.”

“What the fuck?” I snorted. “Delilah, what is the cause of the malfunctions.”

“External object collided with rear fuselage,” she reported.

Nikki and I rushed through the ship, manually checking systems for confirmation. An external camera showed a massive gouge in the rear fuselage of the ship just behind the gravity ring. We were lucky. If whatever had hit us had come at a different angle or hit a little higher toward the nose, it would have struck the gravity ring and most likely killed us.