Beyond Earth, humans have a base on the moon with 16 military staff from 8 sponsor countries and 34 civilian scientists from the 8 sponsor countries and 7 guest countries, and a colony of 800 people on its neighboring planet, Mars. With sub-light engines, it takes from 2 hours and 5 minutes up to 5 hours and 42 minutes to get to Mars, depending on Mars’ proximity to Earth. The Gravity Travel Gate in Earth’s system is located at the Jupiter L1 Lagrange point, between 535 million kilometers and 915 million kilometers from Earth. Taking from 5 hours and 54 minutes up to 8 hours and 25 minutes to reach the gate from Earth.

Osa is in her shuttle and headed towards a resort world in the “gul-sillan-kethir” star system, called 47 Ursae Majoris on Earth, about 46.9 light-years away. The “Gul-Sillan-Kethir” star system has two habitable planets and a habitable moon around a gas giant.

Gul is the inner habitable planet with intelligent aquatic life and primitive surface life. Less than 10% of the surface has exposed land. A few scattered islands. High winds and frequent storms make the surface impossible to sustain life higher than mosses, grasses, and small crawling insects. Under the surface lives a species that resembles a bluish-grey cross between a cuttlefish and an eel, called the Gulgala. They use rudimentary tools, build crude shelters, and have a language that uses both body touching and facial gestures. They don’t have a written language or a formal education system. They are tolerant and curious of visitors to their world.

Sillan is the other world, with about 32% surface land coverage. Advanced plant life and tall mountains temper the atmosphere. A twelve-degree tilt gives mild seasons. Two fair-sized moons protect the planet from minor celestial collisions. The Sillanians are a warm-blooded reptilian species, with brightly colored spotted and striped skin, that walks upright, uses advanced tools, has a complex social structure, has several complex languages, and has a formal education system that has given them the ability to build space-capable vehicles and form alliances with the Gulgala and with the Naharaim that control the larger region of space around their system.

In the outer part of the system is a gas giant so large it’s almost a brown dwarf, Kethic. One of its moons is a dwarf planet that contains life, Kethir. Kethir mostly has two massive polar caps that cover a combined 60% of the surface. A strip around the equator contains liquid meltwater and exposed land. The revolution of the planet is slow enough not to cause constant gale-force winds and allow primitive life to develop.

It’s on the planet Kethir that the Cooperative built an observation post, a huge spaceport, and an enormous luxury resort, which combine to make a small city. The resort is staffed mostly by robots but also Sillanians, a mixture of cooperative species— Zargok: tall, red, fuzzy marsupial mammals with thumbs on their hands and feet (a cross between an orangutan and a koala); Kaenid: three- to four-foot-tall, brown, furry rodentia mammals with thin, prehensile tails (resembling bipedal olingos, raccoons, and ringtails); Virens: greenish, vaguely humanoid reptilians with long arms and short legs and tails; one Dullian: large, tripedal amphibians whose rear leg is evolved from their tail and has two extra joints; Humans: a rare sight out of the Earth system; Andranian: blue complexion with no hair, flat ears, diminutive nose and lips, and double lids over there eyes; and a few adventurous Gulgala. It is called the Back Water because it’s a far distance from Naharaim-controlled space and near the border of Subjugator space, not far from neutral space. It’s rare but not unheard of for a Chathchaivia to visit.

Osa’s shuttle goes into orbit around Kethir to await clearance to land at the Back Water spaceport. She transfers shuttle control to landing control while she uses the sonic shower, sprays herself with unscented antiperspirant, puts on her bio-suite, and packs a bag with some casual clothes and a bikini. As As the shuttle descends, Osa sits in the control room and watches the planet surface come into view.

On the landing pad of the spaceport, Osa is scanned by a very small hovering spherical robot and then greeted by a four-legged robot labeled something that roughly equates to Maintenance 27 and a Kaenid named Shumotty. Translator devices link and begin translating.

Shumotty welcomes Osa. “Greetings, Osa, from Earth. My name is Shumotty. I couldn’t help but notice that your ship is in need of service. We offer the very best in maintenance and repairs and minor upgrades for a reasonable cost, which will be billed to your account. I promise your ship will be better than new when you depart. Now, if you would be so kind as to head over to the track that will take you to the lobby where you can check in.”

Upon reaching the lobby, Osa is scanned again and greeted by a very tall Zargok named Oor’zu. “Greetings, Osa of Earth, I see you have a single reservation at the Back Water. I also see that you have been to the resort Delight not very long ago. I hope that you enjoyed your time there. We do offer an excellent entertainment package that includes many of the same options that you may have experienced on Delight, and some that you may not. You will be accommodated in room 714. Service robot 71 will show you to your lodging and tend to your service needs.” Oor’zu presses a button on a panel behind the counter, and a robot rolls forward and calls for Osa to follow it.

Once Osa reaches her assigned room, 71 produces a flat disk about 8 cm across and refers to it as her “access identifier.” Telling her “not to misplace it or loan it out.” It tells her, “There is a communications button in the room if she wants assistance.” 71 then tells Osa to press her access identifier to the panel next to the door to enter, then it rolls off.

Inside the room, Osa places her carry bag on what passes for a table and dresser and proceeds to take off her bio-suite and put on a sheer t-shirt that reveals her perky A-cup breasts and nipples, tight micro shorts, and a pair of open-toe slides. No bra or panties. Most of her dark brown body was on display.

Osa’s first stop is the physical manipulation center. Osa is taken to a room with a dais in the center by a male Dullian who tells her to get comfortable and lie upon the dais. Osa strips out of her clothes and lies on the platform. Seeing her, the Dullian likewise strips out of his coverings. The Dullian introduces himself, “Welcome, Osa of Earth. I am R’rerik. Would you like a relaxation massage, a manipulation massage, an oil massage, a coitus massage, or a combination?”

Osa pauses to think, then says, “How about we start with an oil massage and finish with a coitus massage?”

R’rerik responds, “Ah, I have a special pheromone and hormone-stimulating oil that should be exactly what you want.”

Osa replies, “You’re the professional here. Pour it on and rub it in. Let’s see how it goes.”

R’rerik begins sprinkling the special oil across Osa’s back, butt, and legs. Setting the decanter down, he begins gently rubbing the oil across Osa’s skin. Starting at her neck and slowly working his hands across her back, around her butt, and down her thighs, ending with her calves. Once the oil is well spread, he begins working his hands back up, but applying more force and going much slower, allowing her muscles to reduce in tension and allowing her skin to absorb more oil.

Osa’s body is already feeling the effects of the oil; her pussy is getting wet, and her nipples are hard.

When R’rerik reaches Osa’s neck, he taps her shoulder and tells her to roll over, which she does.

R’rerik picks up the decanter of special oil and begins sprinkling it across the front of her body, adding just a little extra around her pubic area so that some of the oil will seep into the folds of her cunny. R’rerik begins massaging Osa’s breasts, starting from the outer part and working in to her nipples. He notices that the more he rubs them, the harder they become. Eventually, he moves down to Osa’s belly and upper groin. Unlike the hard muscles of her back, these are soft and malleable; his time here is short as he moves down to her thighs. As she is massaging the firm muscles of her legs, Osa’s legs slowly spread apart, revealing her dripping wet cunny. R’rerik notices this and begins massaging the oil and her natural lubrication juice around the outer part of her cunny. R’rerik slides his body onto the dais above Osa as he continues to massage deeper into the pink folds of her sex. As R’rerik’s cloaca begins to emerge from his body, he aligns it with Osa’s cunny. The more it extends from his torso, the more it enters into hers. Once his cloaca has reached its entire length, he pushes gently into Osa until their pelvic bones are touching. It’s not the longest she’s ever had, but it’s satisfactory. His cloaca begins to expand, getting thicker and thicker, stretching her cunny wider and wider. R’rerik senses the capacity of Osa’s cunny and stops when he senses she’s stretched to her limit. Then he begins thrusting his cloaca in and out of her cunny.

It is long until Osa reaches her climax. As Osa is climaxing, R’rerik stops, and she yells at R’rerik, “Don’t stop! I want to feel your sperm in my womb!”

R’rerik says, “You’re the client.” He then begins to increase the speed and power of his stroke into Osa. This keeps Osa in a prolonged climax, her cunny massaging his cloaca until he erupts deep inside her, causing Osa to hit a peak in her climax before she collapses. His sperm form thick globules that adhere to the lining of Osa’s vagina. R’rerik’s cloaca rapidly deflates as it withdraws from Osa’s cunny and back into his own body. R’rerik tells Osa, “Take your time recovering and getting dressed. On the way out, stop by the front desk and present your access identifier to the greeter.”

Osa lies there for another 20 minutes, letting her cunny return to its normal size and regaining her stamina, before she’s able to move enough to get dressed and leave. She still walks oddly as she gets to the front.

The receptionist smiles knowingly at Osa as Osa presents her access identifier disk. The receptionist is a female Andranian whose name tag reads “Izila.” Izila says to Osa, “R’rerik is one of our most requested masseuses. I can tell you felt the full extent of his special talent. I see here he’s giving you a 20% discount. He must really like your motivation.”

Osa grins back at Izila and replies, “His talent left a generous donation inside my motivation.” Izila and Osa laugh for a moment, then Izila gives back Osa’s access identifier. And wishes Osa a pleasurable day.

A few minutes later, still walking like she’s been well fucked, Osa arrives at a dining zone. She presses her access identifier disk to the panel next to the door, and it opens for her. Stepping in, Osa is greeted by a Sillanian who informs her that this is a buffet-style dining facility, and seating is shared. She loads a plate and finds a seat between a male Zargok and a male Andranian.

Osa notices the Zargok’s preference for living food. Osa hears a voice close behind her say, “I remember you from Sanctuary of Delight.” Osa turns around to see who’s talking, and she sees a Kaenid. He says, “I’m one of the two fellas who doubled up in you at the central arena.”

Osa says, “Oh, yeah. I remember you. That was a fun time.”

The Kaenid says, “Sure was. Are you still traveling with your brother? I don’t see him. It was pretty hot watching him breed you with his humongous cock. I hope he was lucky enough to implant his offspring in your womb.”

Osa tells the Kaenid, “No. He got me pregnant once before that, but not that time. Not for his lack of trying to pump me full with another child. He’s back on Earth, with his wife and our son.”

The Kaenid asks, “So, are you here to try and crossbreed with another species?”

Osa tells him, “Not to crossbreed, but to experience new things, new sensations, and new sexual partners of any kind. My goal is to get fucked, not impregnated. But right now I’m hungry and want to finish my dinner. It was nice meeting you again; have a pleasurable day.” Osa turns around and continues eating her food.

After Osa finishes eating her meal, she gets up to leave and notices she’s not left a wet spot on her seat. She heads to her room to inquire about Dullian mating practices and finds out that the male Dullian cloaca is a soft tissue organ that inverts to act as a penile organ, and their semen forms thick sticky globules that adhere to the lining of the female’s reproductive system, which can survive for several weeks in dark moist conditions. Because Dullians breed in water, the female cloaca muscles allow the thick globules to enter the uterine chamber during mating. In other species that have cervical muscles that don’t dilate during sexual arousal, the sticky globules can cause obstruction during menstrual cycles, which can sometimes lead to septic infection. To evacuate the Dullian sperms before infection occurs, either have a medical vacuum device inserted to remove the sperm globules (she’s done that before; her cunny was sore for a day) or have intercourse with a species that has a penile spongiosum gland (like a horse) or penile papillae (like a cat), which are both designed to remove the semen of rivals as well as stimulate the female reproductive tract. Normal cleansing is typically insufficient. Examples of sentient species that may be agreeable include: The Sillanians have papillae ridges on the penile cap and papillae bumps along the shaft. The Zargok have the expanding penile spongiosum gland around the cap.

There are other non-sentient species listed, but Osa stops their thinking to herself, “I just had lunch beside a Zargok.” Osa runs out of her room, hops on the rail cart, and speeds back towards the dining hall where she ate her lunch.

Rushing into the dining hall, she looks around, but the Zargok is gone. She turns towards the Sillanian greater and asks, “Did you see the Zargok leave? Which way did he go?”

The greeter says, “I’m sorry, but we don’t keep track of our guests after they leave.”

Osa suddenly realizes who she is talking to. She had almost forgotten about him and what species he is. “Perhaps you could help me?”

“How may I be of assistance?” Asks the Sillanian greater.

Osa explains, “I have a potentially life-threatening situation. I need either a Sillanian or a Zargok to help save my life. Don’t worry, it won’t be harmful or dangerous, but just the opposite, it will be fun and pleasant for both of us.”

The Sillanian greater contemplates for a moment, then says, “I complete my work schedule in 5 time cycles. If you are still in need of my assistance at that time, return here and I will aid you.”

Osa introduces herself, and the Sillanian greater states his name to be “Seesel.” Osa laughs and tells him that his name is also an Earth name. He tells her that her name is also similar to one from his world, “Ussu.”

Osa has some time to wait according to this planet’s 36 time cycles per day. So Osa goes window shopping, looking at alien fashion and new styles she might be interested in.

When Osa was browsing through some transparaskin evening gowns, she noticed a nearly three-meter-tall Zargok. Compared to Osa’s just over a meter and a half of height, he is virtually twice her height. Osa hurriedly makes her way over to the giant creature and introduces herself. He looks at her confused and says his name as “Kik’guf’kok.”

Osa asks, “I have a huge favor to ask. I hope I’m not being too vulgar; my apologies if I am.”

Kik’guf’kok says, “Greetings, Osa. What can it be that you are asking of me for a favor?”

Osa goes into a prolonged diplomatic explanation of how she ended up with potentially dangerous Dullian semen inside her reproductive tract and needs someone of his species to help save her life by having sex with her.

When she finishes her story, Kik’guf’kok begins laughing and says, “Be careful what you ask; sometimes the remedy is more painful than the disorder.”

Osa says, “It’s worth it if it can prevent me from getting sick or dying. Besides, I was with a Chathchaivia a few months ago and managed to accept his entire length. All of it. Tip to base.”

Kik’guf’kok looks up and down Osa’s diminutive body and says, “Impressive. Very well. I’ll cleanse you of the harmful deposits. Take me to your lodging.”

Osa takes Kik’guf’kok by the hand and leads him back to her room. They get many looks and glares from beings they pass along the way. Osa has to admit to herself that they make the oddest couple. Her 155 cm height next to his 274 cm made one of many huge contrasts. Her hairless body next to his furry physique. Her dark brown complexion next to his reddish blonde color. Her nearly nonexistent clothing, next to his heavy drapings.

Osa is able to get out of her clothes far quicker than Kik’guf’kok and lies on the bed as Kik’guf’kok goes through the process of divesting himself from his attire. While he undresses, he is also peering at Osa’s body with lust and curiosity. He sees the deep rise and fall of the brown skin on her chest, the swell of her breasts, the hardening of her dark nipples, and the moisture that develops at the dark brown folds between her legs as they slowly get wider as he’s undressing, until he can see the inner pink flesh of her opening.

When Kik’guf’kok finally got out of his layers of clothing, Osa saw his gargantuan phallus was equal to his gigantic stature, at 40 cm in length. It’s 6 cm in diameter just below the cap to 12 cm in diameter from the midpoint ring (protruding just a few millimeters) to the base. The spongiosum gland that forms the cap is normally 9 cm in diameter but flares out to 12 cm in diameter during spermatic emissions. His testicular sac is equally massive, nearly 12 cm across and hanging 15 cm below the base of his shaft.

Kik’guf’kok looks at Osa and asks, “Are you still certain you want to do this with me?”

Osa tells him, “Your organ is huge. I want to feel it inside me.” Then she gets on to her hands and knees, looks over her shoulder, and wiggles her firm butt and hips enticingly.

Without another word, Kik’guf’kok steps to the bed and bends his knees, placing his weight on the edge of the bed. He aligns the cap of his humongous cock with the opening of Osa’s cunny and begins rubbing up and down her slit, mixing his precum with her leaking juices, until they are both well lubed. Then he rests one hand on her hips and holds his cock straight with the other and begins pressing inward until the cap of his cock pops into her tight pink tunnel. They both pause as the moan is the shared pleasure. Then he uses both hands to hold her hips and gently begins pushing deeper into her, centimeter by centimeter. Kik’guf’kok reaches 24 cm and stops, saying, “I’m starting to feel some resistance here.”

Osa tells him, “That’s how deep my brother’s cock has me stretched out to, but I’m sure I can take more. Keep trying.”

Kik’guf’kok says, “Your brother’s cock must be impressive for a species of your stature?”

Osa tells him, “It is.”

Kik’guf’kok continues, “You’ve taken more than half of my shaft. I can feel a squishy substance deep inside you; it must be the Dullian gamete. I’ll extrude that first, and then we can explore your deepest inner regions.”

Kik’guf’kok begins slowly slipping out of Osa’s cunny until just the cap is left inside her tunnel, then back in and out, in and out. With each extraction of his shaft, small yellowish globs of Dullian semen are removed from Osa’s depths. Each insertion causes Osa to moan with pleasure. The feeling of that massive cock rubbing against her swollen, aching insides makes her whole body quiver. So thick, so tight, she can feel every groove of his girth along her throbbing insides until waves of pleasure are sent up through her center. After a solid five minutes of long, slow strokes and one climax from Osa, Kik’guf’kok no longer sees any Dullian sperm being displaced by his cock.

Slowly and easily, over a course of time that both feels like an eternity and a fleeting moment, Kik’guf’kok begins pressing harder and deeper into Osa’s cunny. No longer pulling out with longer strokes, but just a few centimeters. Much slower progress, millimeter by millimeter. Osa grunts with each thrust, tapping at her cervix, forcing the air from her body, and pushing her closer and closer to climax.

Over the span of a full-time cycle, Kik’guf’kok is able to go from 24 cm to 25 cm, then to 26 cm, then to 27 cm. Each full centimeter causes Osa’s climax to peak. Finally, Osa and Kik’guf’kok stop at 28 cm, both agreeing that Osa’s cunny can’t stretch any further without more time and practice.

Kik’guf’kok lowers Osa to the bed, then gently lays his 260 kg body on the back of Osa’s 52 kg frame. The repositioning causes a few centimeters of space between them, giving Kik’guf’kok the needed space to start truly fucking Osa’s cunny. His strokes pull backwards to 20 cm deep, then push back inwards to 28 cm deep, pressing against her A-spot, while the thick base and midpoint ring rub against her G-spot. At the same time, his penile cap begins firming up and flaring out, causing a bulge in Osa’s stomach that she can feel rubbing against the bed and adding another pleasure stimulant to Osa’s approaching climax.

Kik’guf’kok’s testicles begin tensing up, his strokes become shorter and unstable, and his penis starts pulsating, causing Osa to hit the peak of her climax. Her cunny pulses and squeezes his cock, massaging it, milking it for its seed. He gives her one tiny thrust that makes her squeal again, and then he holds still. A wet heat pours into her, fills her, and makes her abdomen swell as the flared cap blocks the way out and forces some of his sperm into her womb before the rest overflows the blockage and seeps through the tight space between his massive cock and her stretched cunny. She can feel his trembling body. She closes her eyes and lets a deep, full-body climax pick up while the previous climax is still winding down. Her toes curl, fingers grip the sheets, mouth hangs open gasping for air, and eyes roll up into her head as she blacks out.

They stayed locked together for a while. Pulsating and throbbing. Her mind starts to clear once she can breathe again, and the rippling waves of bliss working up and down her body start to fade. Once a small drop of her strength returns, she manages to push herself up onto her elbows.

Kik’guf’kok starts to ease himself up, his erection fading, his girth eventually sliding free of her. Most of his seed spills out from her stretched-out entrance. Once he’s standing, she rolls over and sits up to hold her tender and gaping cunny with one hand. She’s sweating, panting, lightheaded, and quivering, and she’s experiencing all the great things she’d forgotten about from a great night of sex with her brother. She can already tell her insides are going to be tender.

Kik’guf’kok was getting his breath back too, but as far as she could tell, he was exhausted from his efforts to control himself rather than any actual physical exertion. He looked down at the mess he’d made of her. “Are you alright?” he asked.

She nodded at him and dismissed his worries with a small wave but settled her hand on her belly where she’d felt him. So deep! “I. .. am going to be. .. so very sore tomorrow.” She chuckled, though, and grinned at the Zargok. “Was. .. it good for you?”

“It has been some time for me. And yes, it was very pleasurable.” Kik’guf’kok says as he begins the process of donning his layers of vesture. He dresses in silence as Osa staggers to the bathroom to pee and let his sperm drain out of her. Then hop into the shower to clean up and refresh herself. When she returns to the bedroom, Kik’guf’kok has left. Osa calls 71 to provide laundry service before she heads out.

Osa makes her way back to the shopping center and purchases a transparaskin evening gown called ‘star shine’ that has glittering lights that are activated by body heat and are most intense over the warmest parts of the body of the being that’s wearing it. The warmest parts of a body usually correlate with the erogenous zones, such as genitalia and mammary glands. So that, no matter the species, the lights cover erogenous zones while leaving the rest of the body lightly flickering yet visible. The neckline, open back, ends of the sleeves, hemline, and leg slit are trimmed with a phosphorescent fluff. She also purchases a pair of fluorescent footwear that will glow for four time cycles.

As Seesel, the Sillanian dining waiter, ends his work shift, he is replaced by a female Kaenid. Seesel steps out of the restaurant and pauses on the walkway. He looks around through the crowd of various species; he spots a human in the crowd, then realizes it’s a male of a lighter complexion. Seesel decides Ussu must have found the assistance she wanted and steps into the crowd.

A moment later, Osa steps around the corner, carrying a container with her newly purchased clothing. She steps into the diner and asks for Seesel but is told that he just left a couple moments before. Osa steps outside and looks around at the crowd and sees several Sillanians; she can’t tell one from another, but none of them are wearing the uniform of the eating establishment. Osa shrugs and heads back to her room.

Osa sleeps well that night. The next morning, she wakes up with sharp abdominal pain. She spends the first part of the day in bed, ordering room service, which is delivered by 71. After she’s had lunch, Osa is feeling better and heads out to the bio-dome for a mineral bath. The mineral baths are hosted by a family of transplanted Gulgala. Osa gets naked and starts with a one-time-cycle mud bath, then a half-time-cycle rinse in the hot springs, and ends with a half-time-cycle cool swim. When she’s finished, her insides are no longer suffering from discomfort.

When Osa returns to her room, she receives a call from the Kaenid mechanic, Shumotty, informing her that repairs and upgrades to her shuttle are complete, system recalibration will be completed in a few hours, and she’ll be able to pick up her craft in the morning.

Osa looks on the cyber-terminal to find something to do for the evening. The evening events are a day and night of gambling at a Viren-owned casino, an early evening Kaenid music festival, a late evening Sillanian live theatrical arts performance, or all-night dancing at an Andranian dance hall.

Osa decides to have a quick dinner in the hotel dining room, followed by a relaxing soak in the nude hot tub, and then call it an early night.

Her dining experience was ordinary and uneventful. She went to her room and stripped out of her clothes, wrapped herself in a towel, and walked to the pool/hot tub area out on a balcony. Once there, Osa laid her towel across a chair, her naked body exposed to the sky and anyone looking out from above.

Not long after, a grey-blue female Andranian with dark green hair steps onto the balcony, strips naked, and joins Osa in the hot tub. The Andranian introduces herself as Olanke, and Osa introduces herself in exchange.

They sit quietly for a moment, but the silence becomes awkward, so Osa initiates some small talk that soon becomes a deep scientific discussion about the definition of intelligence and sentience and how evolved a creature has to be to be considered sentient or intelligent. Which becomes an exchange of credentials, with her stating she’s a microbiologist with some exobiology and exobotany training. Olanke is a paleontologist with some geology and some geochemistry training. Olanke tells Osa that there is some overlap in their fields. Osa agrees and says that Olankes are safer, then tells Olanke about having almost gotten eaten by a mobile plant life form that acted as an animal and hunted its prey; Osa labeled it as Euglena Volvox Trappist 1 C.

Olanke is impressed that Osa found a new life form and got to name it. She’s also pleased that it didn’t eat her.

Osa realizes the lateness of the night and says, “It’s getting pretty late. I should head back to my room.” Then she stands up, her fully exposed naked body glistening with water droplets, and steps out of the hot tub.

Olanke, following Osa’s lead, does the same. They reach for their towels at the same time, then Olanke asks, “Would you like me to dry your back?”

Osa replies, “Oh, that would be very kind of you.” Osa hands her towel to Olanke and turns her back.

Olanke sets her own towel on a chair and begins rubbing her hands across Osa’s back, starting at the shoulders and slowly working her way down.

Osa closes her eyes and enjoys the gentle touch of the other women. Olanke’s hands guide the towel across Osa’s butt and partway down her thighs, then Olanke reaches around Osa’s body and begins working her way back up. Olanke’s hands linger on Osa’s breasts, dropping the towel and pulling their bodies close together.

Osa says to Olanke, “You’re getting me wet.” Olanke licks the back of Osa’s neck. Osa says, “Not there.” Olanke asks, “Where?” Osa turns around, pressing their breasts together, and kisses Olanke for a moment. Then Osa sits on the seat behind her, spreads her legs wide, exposing the pink inner flesh between her dark brown folds, and says, “Down here.” Olanke kneels between Osa’s legs and starts licking on Osa’s clit and slit. Then Olanke does something totally unexpected: her jaw unhinges and mouth opens so wide she can fully encompass Osa’s cunny and applies a sucking pressure. The tip of Olanke’s tongue wiggles patterns all over Osa’s most sensitive organs, eventually sliding into her vaginal opening. The Olanke surprises Osa again, as Olanke’s tongue dips 10 cm into Osa’s cunny, then wiggles around, stimulating Osa and slurping up her juices. Osa climaxes into Olanke’s mouth.

Osa collapses back into the lounger, catching her breath, and says, “Wow. .. You’re good at that.” Olanke smiles, “It’s not my first swim with another female.”

Osa sits up, holds Olanke by the face, looks into blue eyes, and says, “Not my first time, either, ” and then kisses Olanke firmly on the mouth. The Osa rolls Olanke onto her back on another lounge seat and ends up kneeling between Olanke’s legs. Osa notices that Olanke doesn’t have a clitoris or inner labia. Since Osa doesn’t have a 10 cm long tongue, she uses her longest finger to probe Olanke’s vagina, which gets a sharp and sudden response. Osa quickly removes her finger and apologizes.

Olanke tells Osa, “It’s ok. My sexual nerves are most sensitive just inside the opening of my birth canal.” Osa slides her finger back into Olanke’s cunny, curling it, and rotating it around the inside of Olanke’s entrance. Then Osa starts licking and kissing on Olanke’s labia while simultaneously using her second hand to massage Olanke’s breasts and pinch her nipples. As Olanke starts getting wetter, Osa adds a second and eventually a third finger. Olanke moans and trashes in pleasure until Osa inserts her fourth finger, then her whole body tenses up, and her cunny twitches and throbs on Osa’s fingers as Olanke has her climax.

Osa sits on her lounger, picks up her towel and access identifier, and waits for Olanke to recover her strength. It’s not long until Olanke has the strength to stand and walk. Osa helps Olanke collect her towel and access identifier, then they wrap their towels around their bodies and walk back to Osa’s room. Osa asks Olanke if she wants to stay for the night, and Olanke agrees.

In the room, Olanke asks, “Have you had sex with a Zargok recently?”

Osa responds, “Yes. How can you tell?”

Olanke says, “Your sexual fluid has the taste of Zargok discharge. I didn’t think a female of your stature would be able to accommodate a phallic muscle the size of a Zargok. They are massive. I fear something that size would either do permanent harm to my reproductive organs or cause me lethal injury. Your endurance and recovery from such a pairing are amazing.”

Osa says, “Thank you. I couldn’t accept the entire length of his phallus, but more about ¾ of it.” “That is still more than I would have thought possible.”

“My brother’s phallus is about ⅔ the size of the Zargok’s. So I’ve already been stretched deep enough to get a good start on the Zargok. But to be honest, I think Zargok’s phallus stretched me to my absolute limit. I don’t think I could take another phallus right now. You are the perfect pairing for me tonight.” Osa tosses her towel on the floor and climbs on the bed. Olanke drops her towel and climbs into the bed next to Osa. They kiss for a moment, then say good night. Osa rolls on her side and backs up against Olanke. Osa grabs Olanke’s top hand and wraps it around herself. Instinctively Olanke grips Osa’s bottom breast, and they fall asleep cuddling.

In the morning, Olanke is sprawled out on her back on one side of the bed, and Osa is face down on the other. As Osa sits on the side of the bed, Olanke wakes up. Olanke asks, “What time is it?”

“It’s half a cycle into the day, ” Osa tells her.

Olanke asks, “Why so early?”

Osa says, “I have to claim my ship and go back to work.”

Olanke asks, “Can I go with you?”

Osa tells her, “You’re such a dreamer. Give me the coordinates of your home on your planet. I fly by in a few weeks, and if you are still interested, then you can come with me.” Osa stands up and puts on her biosuit, then gathers the rest of her belongings. Osa hands Olanke a data pad and says, “Put your personal data and home coordinates in here so I can transfer them to my ship’s navigational memory. And you’ll have to get clearance from the institute I work with. Somebody will contact you with more details.” Olanke enters the information with a smile, then hands the PAD back. Osa bends down and kisses Olanke on the forehead, then leaves to go get her shuttle.

Shumotty greets Osa, “Welcome back, Osa, from Earth. Your shuttle repairs and upgrades are complete. Payment from your account has cleared. Here’s your control crystal.” Shumotty drops the crystal into Osa’s hand. “I repaired your ship’s hull, external lights, landing legs, and water tanks. I replaced your life support, communications, fuel cells, and primary control station. I added a low-grade electrostatic force field that will protect you from radiation, small particles in space, and small creatures on the ground. I also added a small cutting laser to the front of your ship. It’s not combat grade, but it’ll do against plants and critters. I also replaced your rear-mounted towing grapple with a combination tractor and repulsor beam. Because everything takes less space, I also made adjustments to your living area so you have more room. I made your primary sleeping cushion retractable so it can turn into a long triple seating space and added a second, smaller, retractable sleeping cushion that transforms into a single seating space. I also increased the size of your hygiene booth by about 20%.”

Osa thanks Shumotty, gets into her shuttle, and heads out to her next unexplored planet.