("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2011. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- A Space Port Story by Aziza Sanura (aziza_sanura@hotmail.com) *** A Zeltron military operative is caught by surprise at a space port while hunting an elusive Falleen criminal and is at the mercy of his desire. Star Wars setting - commission story. (MF, nc, rp, oral, bd, mc, sci-fi) *** Lena had been at the spaceport for days now and there had been no sign of her target. Control had told her to abort her mission but she cut off communication with them and stayed. It would take them days to catch up with her so she had time to track Sol Zythor until they came to take her back. She brushed her slender hand through her short, black chin length hair and surveyed the diverse crowd of space travellers. None here had the bright pink tone to their skin that her people had. A Zeltron's skin was often tinted by the radiation of her home-world's sun. Generations upon generations of her people took on the strange pigmentation making them stand out from other humanoids. They aren't common to see, hanging around in cold space ports, as their home world is much more adaptive to the fun-loving nature of her kind as well as their promiscuous tenancies. It took work to avoid exuding the natural pheromones to get her way but she was determined to exist apart from her home planet and it's oppress/unoppressive atmosphere. Lena grew tired of the thinning crowd and made her way back toward the port tavern she'd roomed in. Space ports were pretty much shut down for the night so it was the best time to get a little sleep. Letting herself into the room, she tossed her key pass onto the table top to land alongside her flickering data pad and undressed all the way to the shower. After she'd washed up, she'd turn the subspace radio back on, just for kicks. Not that she'd answer them at all but they'd burn out their communications droids by having them sending signal after signal. Once naked, she paused in front of the full length mirror in the bathroom. Twisting her full hips from side to side as her gaze started at her blue lacquered toenails. She wriggled the little digits while eyeing the shapely form of her bright pink legs all the way to the generous curve of her hips. A narrow waist lead the way for a dramatic curve where her heavy pink breasts sat upon her chest. Her large nipples were darker than the pink that coloured her skin, almost lavender. They had hardened in the cold chill of the metallic walls seeming to stare back at her gaze from the reflection as her coppery eyes followed the enormous outline of her cleavage. Yup, same old me but apparently with only half the policing skills. With a sigh, she pursed her painted blue lips as they shimmered with a metallic gloss. Stepping into the shower closet, the sound of the water spray masked the tell tale electronic sounds of the front door's card reader releasing the lock. Lena stepped from the shower some time later, her curvaceous body glistening with lingering moister as she wrapped herself snugly into a towel and stepped back into the main room. She had taken no more than four steps when a sharp, burning pain touched her shoulder and the world went dark. Her body ached terribly and it was the first thing she noticed as she regained consciousness. The second point to note was that she was bound at the wrists with her arms held above her head and she was naked. Her dark eyelashes lifted as the groggy fog began to wear off and she began to remember those final moments upon exiting the shower. Before she could focus on the entire room, a sultry voice whispered almost hotly in her ear. "Lena, it's about time you woke up." She gasped, turning to face the owner of the voice but the light from the open washroom door was not quite strong enough and her captor remained cloaked in darkness. As he spoke again, she could feel goose bumps rising on her soft, naked form. "Lena, you know you've been quite the pain in the ass for me lately." His voice was mind numbingly alluring and his very presence was beginning to make her feel warm inside in a way she typically wouldn't mind but not in such a potentially dangerous situation. "Who are you?" Her voice shook as she asked, straining to see through the darkness. "Oh, my captive little vixen, I think you know exactly who I am." The Falleen sat forward letting the dim glow of the only light reach his face, his thin lips twisted into a handsome, devious smile. His features were exotic, to say it simply. His skin a soft gray-green with smooth scales that shone in the darkness as he spoke. His high cheekbones and tall forehead gave his reptilian face an angular look and his yellow eyes were causing a stir between her thighs as they stared into her own. Unlike most Falleen men, his hair was free of a topknot, instead it was cut in a short, wild and spiky style that only added to the rebellious draw the alien had. "Sol Zythor." Her mouth went dry when the realisation dawned on her. The elusive criminal, the heartbreaker, the legend. No matter how hard she'd trained, she knew now she was not prepared to be in his presence. She could feel the intensity of his pheromones rippling through her body causing her to squirm and eventually whimper. Sol grinned a little wider and sat back out of her view. "I've never had my hands on a Zeltron woman before, I've always wanted to just never had the chance." "Release me, Sol! I don't want any part of your little game." Lena's body was aching from need now more than discomfort. He planned this, he'd been here all along while she scanned the docks for him. Now she was his and she knew it wasn't long before she was begging for him. A light chuckle as he continued to watch her battle with her desires. Squirming and pressing her soft, pink thighs together to suffocate the fire he'd started within her. Lena did give quite the effort in resisting but she was a sexual creature by nature, never really having had a chance in that fight. Soon she was writhing for another reason entirely, her hips slowly thrusting upward as she panted softly and moaned like an animal in heat. Her eyes were glazed with need and her lips moved in an attempt to plead with her captor. Begging him for another kind of release. Sol could resist his restrained beauty no longer, eagerly getting up from his place in the darkness to reveal his own nudity. His long, muscled cock twitching with anticipation and glistening with pre cum. His perfectly muscled frame rippled, his skin shone with the same, smooth scales as his face making him look surreal in her blurred vision. The sight of his naked form drew a long, desperate moan of desire, her tongue darting out over her lips, eager to taste him. The sight of her pouting lips being bathed in her tongue nearly set him off. He never engaged in oral sex with his many lovers as most of them were captives like Lena and he was always fearful of injury. But this one, this lustful little Zeltron, she would be different. Climbing onto the bed, he straddled her luscious tits as she murmured a plea or two for his cock. He watched her beg him as he took both of her enormous breasts in his hands and pressed them together over his shaft. Her skin was like satin, caressing every inch of him as he gently fucked his way between the fleshy globes. His fingers pressing hard into her warm skin as he nearly worked himself into a frenzy over the delicious valley of cleavage. It was one of the most sensual feeling, to have the soft orbs pressed tightly around his shaft. As much as he would have loved to spatter those tits with thick, creamy cum he had to move on. Reluctantly, he let her tits bounce free of his grasp and settle once again on her chest. He moved higher along her body, aiming the tip of his now pulsing cock at her waiting lips. Her tongue stretching out to at least taste the beautiful meat being offered if she could. A tremor of anticipation ran through him as he slipped his hand behind her head. One, even thrust of his hips and her open mouth swallowed his entire length, only partially by force. He could feel her struggle beneath him, both to breath and suck hungrily at the invading member. Sol ground his hips forward, mashing her face against his body as he felt his rigid prick sloshing about in her mouth and throat. Giving one last, hard push into her esophagus before slowly drawing back and allowing her to cough and sputter while catching her breath for a few moments before filling her throat once again. He could feel her gag and swallow, tightening like a vice around the head of his cock. Pulling out again, he watched her gasp air into her lungs. Strands of saliva that trailed his exit breaking off and spattering her heaving breasts. He ached without the feeling of her hot mouth and could not resist to slide himself back in. This time letting her find time to breath as he pulled back and plunged deeper. Taking a grip on her hair as he saw beads of sweat forming on her forehead and could feel her tits dampening beneath his ass, cushioning him as he fucked her face. Spit bubbled from the corners of her mouth each time he thrust forward, soaking her chin and neck. Her arms pulled at her restraints, her eyes rolling back beneath her lids as she struggled between ecstacy and unconsciousness, trying to find the right rhythm for breathing between his intrusions. Meanwhile her tongue worked furiously as she suckled at his sloppy, saliva soaked cock. Among the sounds of her whimpers and struggles, he moaned long and loud while she audibly slurped at his shaft. His ass slid on her now sweat-sodden tits as they bounced and jiggled beneath him, lavender nipples dragging across his skin. Her short hair sticking wetly to her pink cheeks. He had two handfuls of it now, forcefully pulling her to him as he pounded his hips against her prone head. He growled in pleasure as she continued to slurp and gurgle, his stamina beginning to wear thin. There was nothing he could do to resist now, he could feel his hairless balls contracting as his cock began spewing load after load of hot, sticking cum deep into her throat. He pulled back, thrusting still as her mouth began to froth and overflow with his seed. He watched it spill over her chin and coat her breasts while he continued to pump his sperm into her mouth. Finally he managed to pull back, a few lingering squirts of sticky-white spattering her cheeks and forehead. Catching his breath as she eagerly sucked at her lips and stretched her tongue to collect as much as she could. He couldn't find words to describe out erotic her sweaty pink body looked while coated in sticky cum. In fact, the image was something he could never forget. Leaning in as she struggled to swallow he whispered hotly, "I'm going to leave you here and you're going to come for me again. Perhaps next time we can visit a little longer." His voice sent a new wave of tremors through her and she moaned needily. She'd tasted him but she had yet to get any satisfaction. He did not seem to care, getting up and getting dressed while she began to wriggle in her bonds. Sol delighted in watching her heavy tits bounce, glistening in his spunk. Maybe they'd have to meet up a lot sooner, this was an experience he must relive as many times as possible. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 71