Dodge Station #8: The Blue Crystal By DeannaTroi Dodge Station and all the characters in this story are my own creation though some are obviously (I hope) parodies of other characters from comics and books. Feel free to use Dodge Station and its inhabitants in your own stories. You can contact me or send all feedback using : Troi@hotmail.com Christie and Willow met up for lunch at McDonalds the day after the encounter with the space pixies. Christie was slurping on her New New Coke when Willow finished a bite and looked across the table at her. "Can I ask you three questions?" "Ask away," she said and went back to sucking on her straw. "Ok. Question one: do you think these burgers are really 100% beef? Question two: What hero name should I use and what should my costume look like? Question three: how did you like having sex with my mother?" Christie coughed and spluttered as some of the drink went down the wrong way and a bit bubbled out of her nose. "First off, that's four question since you combined two with your hero name and costume. As a matter of fact, there were five questions if you count the question asking if you could ask questions. Finally, what makes you think I had sex with your mother?" Willow ate a french fry and smiled at her friend. "Because I know how much my mother loves sex and you Defenders have a reputation for enjoying it just as much. I saw you two get into the transport pod together and i'm betting you two were making out long before it got back to the administration levels." "well, um, your mother had this strap-on in her purse and one thing led to another ...," Christie broke off and blushed, unable to meet Willow's eyes. "Hey it's all cool with me," said Willow leaning forward and looking earnestly into her friend's eyes. "I'm glad you two connected and had some fun." It's a relief to hear you say that," replied Christie. "I was afraid it might hurt our friendship," and Christie picked up her soda again. "You should have sex with my dat too," said Willow and watched as Christie repeated her coughing and spluttering. "Say what?" Christie demanded when she could speak again. "My dad is just as big of a sex hound as mom is," replied Willow matter of factly."That's one reason they get along so well. I bet dad would love to get his big dick into your pussy." "This is getting really weird," said Christie, "and how exactly do yu know your dad has a big dick?" "I used to spy on them when they were having sex, responded Willow. "Dad is really hung, but mom can take the entire thing in her pussy and mouth without any problem." "I think I either need to talk about something else or find some quiet spot where we can fuck, because this is making me real horny," said Christie. "Since I only get an hour for lunch and Olivia is a real bitch when I am late, we had better go with a different topic." "Willow shrugged. "We can fuck after you get off work, so for now we can talk about the other questions." "Well, of course the burgers are 100% beef," said Christie. "I know that since they changed the definition of 'beef' to include any synthetic protein grown in part or entirely in labratory or commercial facilities." Willow nodded. "I wonder if there ever was anything really called a cow or if they are just a myth like fish and cancer." "I can't help you there," responded Christie. "I once saw a skeleton in a museum that they swore was a fish skeleton, but they wouldn't let anyone get very close to examine it. It's so hard to tell what is true and what isn't when it comes to ancient history. For a long time, they thought John Lennon painted the Mona Lisa, but then they found out it was signed on the back by some guy name Adam West." "Yeah, and we still don't know why she has the clown make-up on," agreed Willo. "What about my hero name and costume?" "I don't know," repliedChristie. "I suppose if you go with the family legend that you are related to Night Man, you could be Night Woman or Night Girl. I just wouldn't go with some sissy bird name is all. As for the costume, that will kind of depend on the name you choose." * * * Smack. Vash Pollock's hand came down hard on Ashley's bare ass. "How come you never asked her?" he said and gave his first junior administrative assistant another hard smack on her ass even as he continued to thrust his cock in and out of her and fuck her doggy style. "I didn't want to share you," wailed Ashley as her jugs swung back and forth under her. "Who cares what you want?" growled Pollock as he increased the pace of his fucking, his balls making a fleshy sound as they slapped against her ass. "I told you to set up a threesome with her and I don't care how you do it. Try being nice to her and seduce her. Get the bitch licking your pussy and I'll just happen to drop by and the little slut won't have much choice will she? She can't go spouting off about not wanting to fool around when she is caught with her face covered in your cunt juices can she? I want to bang that little twat of hers while you sit on her face. Now make it happn!" "Yes, yes, I will try," gasped Ashley as she felt Pollock drive his cock all the way inside her and begin to shoot his spunk into her. When he finished cumming, Pollock pulled his cock out, grabbed Ashley by the hair, turned her around and shoved his cock in her mouth. "Clean it off Ashley and do a good job. I have a meeting with one of those useless alien ambassadors in ten minutes." Ashley just nodded and set to work with her tongue and lips. * * * "Did you hear?" asked Brook with uncharacteristic excitement when Christie got back to the office she shared with Ashley and Brook, the other two junior administrative assistants. "Did I hear what?" asked Christie. "The Blue Crystal is on the station," replied Brook. "Isn't that exciting?" "I suppose," said Christie, trying to keep the annoyance out of her voice. As Christie Daniels, she should be as excited as Brook and most other residents of the station about having a major superhero sharing their recycled atmosphere, but as the station Defender, she was annoyed. The Defender Academy had repeatedly drilled in the fact that the Blue Crystals were the premier superhero corps while the Defenders were the minor leagues. It had been repeated so often, that it had become a drinking game among the Defender candidates and a major source of resentment. All the Bue Crystals were male and the claims of the Protector Council that the blue crystal technology only would work with males was becomeing more and more questionable in Christie's mind. Another part of her annoyance was that the unwritten rules of the two corps was that members of one corps informed members of the other if they were going to be in their territory and she had to find out about the sector's Blue Crystal being on her station from a coworker. "You don't sound terribly excited," said Brook, dialing back her own enthusiasm in empathy. "You sound more like you do after Olivia and Ashley have dumped some more of their work on you to do." "No, no, it's fine," replied Christie, tring to summon up her enthusiasm. "I just have a little heartbrun from lunch since I forgot to tell them to leave the onions off my burger." Brook gave her a doubtful look, but then her enthusiasm bubbled back to the surface. "I bet the Blue Crystal has come to the station for something really important!" * * * "I've been out patrolling in space for three months and I just want the best damn fuck I can get," said Blue Crystal Rand Fulton to Lillian Twain, the owner and manager of the Deep Space Lounge on the docking ring. Like it's two main competitors, the Long Branch Saloon and the Pair of Dice, her establishment believed in providing full service to the discerning space traveller, which meant hot and cold running whores. "How do you feel about triplets?" asked Lillian. "I have the Duck sisters available, April, May and June." "Weird names and are they really sisters?" asked Rand as he looked at the trio of blondes on the screen Lillian had turned towards him. "Absolutely identical, right down to birthmarks," Lillian assured him, "though of course there is only one real way for you to verify that. As for their names, well those aren't real, but they adopted them from characters from the infamous Disney porn movie studio of the early 21st century." None of the old time two dimensional "movies" that predated modern holograms had survived, but numerous text stories outlining the frequent sexual activities of the Disney characters had survived. "Taking nom de plumes as we call them in the business from that era is pretty common. We also have a Kim Possible and a Jasmine if you prefer other classic Disney porn based characters. If you wanted something kinkier, we have a girl who looks just like Dolly Parton from the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles that were popular back then." "Yeah, I think I heard of them," mused Rand. "I think the other three turtles were Beyonce, Farrah Fawcet and Jennifer Lopez. They were always getting fucked by a giant,mutant rat called George Bush I think." "That sounds about right," agreed Lillian who had failed her Ancient History course. "I'll take the triplets," decided Rand and send a couple bottles of champagne to the room. Lillian nodded and started typing orders int her computer as the Blue Crystal strolled out of her office and down the hall to the room he had reserved for his fun. * * * Agent X grabbed the sides of the blonde's head with both of his six fingered gray hands and began to pound his cock into her mouth and down her throat as hard as he could. He tried to focus on the intense pleasure this was giving him, but it was difficult. The pan dimensional vortex inducor was completed and after he finished calibrating it, the device would be used to suck the entire human space station into an interdimensional rift and remove its threat to his people once and for all. That meant this was the last time he would get to experience the exquisite body of his favourite test subject. "Uuurrrkkkk," gagged the human female as he pulled her face tight against his chest and the last inch of his cock buried itself in her warm, wet mouth. Agent X felt his balls tingle and knew he was close to climaxing. Like a dam bursting he began to pump his thick, warm semen straight into her stomach. Slowly he retracted his member from her oral cavity, savouring the sensation as her tongue dragged along the underside of his shaft. Then his cock slipped from between her lips and the last few spurts of cum splattered over her face. Looking down at the woman, he thought he was really going to miss doing this. * * * "How are you feeling today? Christie asked Olivia Tucker on her way out of the office at the end of the work day. The blonde, senior executive assistant was sitting at her desk and seemed to be running her tongue around the inside of her mouth and lips. "I'm getting really tired of the tasteof cum," replied Olivia. "I beg your pardon?" said Christie, sure she had heard that wrong. "I don't know what it is," answered Olivia in a thoughtful tone. "I was in the office all day, ecept when I took some data chips down to the security office to get background checks run on some potential new employees, but all afternoon my mouth tastes like it had been used as a cum dump. You know the ssensation right?" "Um, sort of I guess," replied Christie cautiously. "I used to really like the taste of cum," said Olivia a little dreamily, "but that was when I knew what the source was you know?" "Yeah, I always like to know who it was that came in my mouth alright," agreed Christie and then she hurried out the door before the weird conversation got any weirder. * * * April licked up one side of Rand's cock while May licked up the other. Their lips met at the tip and the two sisters kissed with the throbbing cockhead trapped between their mouths. Meanwhile June was sitting on Rand's face while he slid his talented tongue into her pussy and made her squeal. "Oh fuck, you make me feel so good," moaned June as her honey dripped from her pussy in a steady stream. "You've got a tongue like a snake's." A muffled sound came from the Blue Crystal that turned into a moan as April slid her mouth down onto his cock while May began to lick and suck on his balls. This was going much better, thought the Blue Crystal hero as he began to thrust his hips upwards to fuck April's willing mouth than the last time he had been on the station. He had finally talked that big boobed Defender into his bed and then there had been that embarrassing performance anxiety issue. It had been humiliating. He could reach out with his power and literally grab an entire spaceship to stop it, but he hadn't been able to get Buster to play with her. Certainly Buster was having no problems this time. June reached her climax and fell off the hero's face to lie panting and moaning on the huge bed and now Rand looked down to see the other two working his cock over with their mouths. The sight was enough to send Buster into take-off and without any countdown, he began to blast his cum into her mouth. Some of the thick white goo escaped her gulping mouth, but May had positioned her open mouth now to catch the overflow. When he finally stopped spurting his rocket fuel, he watched the two sisters kiss again, this time swapping his cum and their saliva between their mouths which had the effect of keeping Buster hard and ready for more action. Rand reached down, grabbed May by her blonde hair and pulled her into a kneeling position. Getting behind her, the blue Crystal wasted no time in sliding his cock home into her sopping wet cunt and starting to fuck her. Having recovered from her orgasm, June moved her head down next to them and lapped at his cock as it slid in and out of May while April moved up and began to suck and lick at May'sdangling boobs. "You three seem like a real tight knit family," said the Blue Crystal as he gave May's ass a hard wack and watch June slide her wet tongue over both his cock and her sister's clit. "We share everything else," said June as she paused in her licking, "so why not share the same bed and have some fun?" "Why not indeed?" replied Rand as he grabbed May's hips and began to slam his cock into her harder and faster. "Oh yeah, that's it fuck her tight little pussy," said April as she lifted her mouth from May's nipple for a moment. "I'm going to give your sister a cream pie to end all cream pies," declared Rand, "and then you two are going to lick it out of her pussy." "Do it," said April. "Cum in the slut's cunt and we'll clean her up, won't we June dear?" "Damn right, agreed June. "Fill the bitch up with spunk for us to eat." Despite their vast powers, Blue Crystals were only human and hearing the three sisters talk like this was more than Rand Fulton could take and he began shootting his load deep into May. To make it easier for the others too share his bounty, Rand pulled his cock from may and flipping her over sprayed thick globs of it over her boobs and stomach. With identical cooes of delight, April and June then set to work lapping up the cum from their sister's body with April working on her tits still and June now sliding her tongue into May's dripping pussy. "My god, you are still hard," exclaimed June when they had finished their cleaning and looked at Rands' still erect member. "Buster here is just getting started," boasted Rand as he pushed June onto her back on the bed and moved betweenher legs. "Tell me you want my cock bitch. Beg for it." "Oh fuck yes," gasped June as she spread her legs wide. "I want that big monster cock of yours inside me The Blue Crystal smirked down at her for a moment and then happily obliged, driving his dick deep into her wet tlove tunnel while April and May moved to double team her tits. Oh yes, thought Rand, things were going much better this time around on the station. * * * "Stop thief!" called out a female voice across the docking ring and Christie, now dressed in her Defender costume hurried towards the sound. She saw a small man with thinning blonde hair running away from Dasha's lingerie shop clutching what looked like a rather nice bright red bra and panty combination. "Those are cute, but they don't go with your eyes," said Christie stepping in front of the man who skidded to a halt, boggled at her for a few seconds and then set off running in the opposite direction. Christie sighed and started to give chase when a large blue hand appeared from the air and grabbed the shoplifter in its grip. Christie looked around and saw a man in a blue and black uniform with a ring on his finger containing a large turquoise blue crystal that was the source of the giant hand. The Blue Crystal smiled smugly as he sauntered towards her and the captured man. "I was handling it just fine," hissed Christie under her breath so only Rand Fulton could hear her as he stood beside her and bowed to the gathering crowd who clapped and whistled. "I just thought I would help to keep you from breaking a nail or something," replied Rand in the same low voice as he continued to smile and eat up the adulation. Christie was about to retort something hotter when a transport pod arrived bearing Security Chief Luke Allard who strode towards them. "Oh great," he said and didn't bother to lower his voice. "The rumours were true. Now I have two costumed clowns on my station." The Defender wasn't sure if she should be outraged at this statement or laugh. At least Allard was consistant and seemed to dislike costumed heroes regardless of whether they were male or female. It almost made her like him for a second. Almost. It was even funnier when Rand got in the Security Chief's face and stood there toe to toe glaring at him. "I can leave you two alone if you want to kiss and make up," suggested Christie and was rewarded by the two men rapidly stepping back from each other and both turning their glares on her. "Aww, you two looked so cute together as a couple," said the Defender and she reached out and grabbed the shoplifter by his collar as he tried to slip away during the distraction as Rand had dropped his imprisoning hand. "Here you go," she told Allard as she tossed the theif at him and walked away. Christie heard the sound of footsteps hurrying after her and looked back to see the Blue Crystal coming towards her. "So you are the new station Defender eh?" he asked as he fell into step with her. "I just remembered getting a memo from the corps about there being a replacement Defender on Dodge Station. What did they do, ship the old one out for being incompetent? Hard to believe they found some worse place to send her than Dodge Station, the ass end of the universe." "I see you are on Dodge Station too," replied Christie sweetly. Rand glared at her for a moment. "I have a whole sector I am responsible for. This piddling little station is just one tiny, insignificant part of my patrol area." "You seem to be doing all your patrolling in the Deep Space Lounge with the Duck sisters," replied Christie who had heard about this from Cat Cartwright who ran the Long Branch Saloon which was one of the chief competitors for Lillian Twain's establishment. "I'm not convinced they are really sisters. I think it is just some good cosmetic surgery." "Then you haven't seen them naked," smirked Rand. "They are identical down to every detail, even their pussies felt exactly the same and I should know since I fucked all three of them." "Oh?" nquired Christie. "Does that mean you have gotten over that little performance problem that Mosha told me about?" Rand glared at her again. "That wasn't my fault. She had no talent whatsoever." "Oh, I wouldn't say that," replied Christie with a smirk of her own. "I found she was extremely good with her mouth. From what Mosha told me, it was a problem at your end. Your, um I forget what she said you called your little friend between your legs, Bilbo was it? She said little Bilbo the halfling couldn't get hard no matter how much she tried." "Buster," grated Rand through his teeth. "His name is Buster and he has no problems getting hard given the proper incentive." "Well I guess I don't provide the right incentive since I haven't seen Bobo twitch since we met," replied Christie looking down at Rand's groin. It wasn't that she was at all interested in this arrogant , good looking moron, she told herself, but a girl likes to at least feel appreciated. She was used to stimulating reactions from just about everyone she met while wearing this skin tight outfit that so nicely accentuated her DD boobs. "His name is Buster," growled Rand. "Maybe you just need to give him the right kind of stimulation," he smirked at her. "Well then, let's go back to my place and see if Bambi lives up to your bragging," said Christie and pulled Rand towards a transport pod station. She knew it was her implant talking through her pussy while her brain said this was a stupid idea, but she had never slept with a Blue Crystal before and suddenly foundherself curious. * * * "I don't understand it," complained Rand as he looked down at the now naked Christie as she kneltin front of him with her mouth wrapped around his cock. His trusty cock, was beingmore bustthanBuster as it just lay there flacid in her mouth and refused to get hard. "I never have this kind of trouble." Christie let the limp cock drop from her mouth and glared up at the Blue Crystal. "Well I have been sucking on it for half an hour now and trust me I know how to suck cock. I've sucked a lot of cock in my day and never had a single complaint." "Maybe Buster is just tired out from the triplets," ventured Rand. "Give it another go." Christie got off her knees and walked over to her bed and laid down on her back with her legs spread wide. "Come on baby, get hard for Christie and come fuck this tight, wet hole!" The Defender ran her tongue over her lips seductively and then used her fingers to pry her labia apart to give the Blue Crystal a clear view of what was waiting for his cock. Not a twitch came from Buster. "Well other than trying something really kinky like dressing up as the clone of Mother Theresa, I am out of ideas on how to stimulate Basil," said a frustrated Christie as she began to rub her clit in order to get a little satisfaction. "I keep telling yu that is name is Buster," snapped Rand. "I don't think you are giving him enough respect and his feelings are hurt." Christie rolled her eyes at this suggestion. He's got one eye alright, but no ears that I can see," she said and began tweaking her nipples with one hand while continuing to rub her clit with the other. All of a sudden the space station gave a shudder, sending objects falling from shelves. "What the hell?" asked Christie reaching for her wrist communicator to try and find out what was going on. Before she could press a button to inquire, however, Jade Chin's voice came on over the speaker in the room and they could hear the message being repeated in other speakers up and down the hall. "Attention all personell. Red Alert. The station is being sucked into an interdimensional void. This is not a drill. Hang on folks, this is going to be a rough ride!" * * * Somewhere on a faraway world, Taaman sat staring at his holographic display while he stroked his hard cock. The sex scene between the Blue crystal and the three human females had been paticularly good. Normally, the Blue Crystals just did boring stuff like stopping earthquakes and keeping suns from going nova, but this time had been a nice change. It had been hilarious and hot watching the Defender banter with the male hero and try to tease him into arousal with her body. It looked like it might finally be working and he would get another great sex scene when the show went poof. Cock starting to deflate, Tttman walked over to his holographic video device and smacked it with a fist, but still no image reappeared. * * * Rand and Christie were still trying to scramble into their clothes when the station gave a harder lerch and then all the lights went out for a moment before coming back on. Christie stumbled over to the wall screen and switched it to give her an external view of the station. "Oh dear, I don't think we are in Kansas anymore Toto," she muttered at the scene it showed her. "What is a Kansas and who is this Toto?" demanded Rand as he came over to stand beside her and looked at the screen. "I have no clue," replied Christie. "I think it's a line from a Winston Churchill speech or something." "The guy who invented condoms?" asked the puzzled male hero. "Could be," responded Christie absentmindedly as they looked at the glowing pink background of space instead of the usual pitch black. Christie heard a grunt from the Blue Crystal and looked a question at him. "Buster is back!" beamed Rand as he pointed down at his erect cock. "I guess Binky is an adrenaline junky then" said Christie tearing her eyes away from the throbbing member and back to the screen with the unreal looking colours. "Don't you think you should do something?" she asked. In response, Rand grabbed Christie's hips, aimed his now hard cock at her pussy and slid it home, forcing her face into the view screen. Christie gasped and let out a moan of pleasure despite her annoyance with the moron. "I meant about the space station being sucked into an interdimensional rift!" she hissed. "You are the one with the nearly all powerful ring." "Oh, I'll look after that right away,"Rand assured her. "I couldn't very well go out there with a hardon though could I?" With that, he gave Christie's ass a ringing slap and began to thrust in and out of her with the ease of long practice of fucking under stress. "Oh fine, go ahead then and get it out of your system," moaned Christie as she foundherself thrusting her hips back into the hero's movements while her large breasts rubbed over thescreen making a squeaking sound. "I told you I was not ... not ...," Rand faltered unable to say the "i word". "I told you Buster just needed the proper incentive and he began to hammer his cock harder and faster into the young Defender. "Yeah, well Buzzy can't count on spae stations getting sucked into interdimensional rifts every time you want to get off," gasped Christie as she felt close to getting off herself. "It's Buster!" scream Rand as he began to cum and pour his hot load deep into christie's pussy who clamped her wet love tunnel tighter around the man's cock and began to cum herself. "Buster~ Buster! Buster!" screamed Rand and punctuated each outburst with another blast of cum and a slap on Christie's soft, round ass. "Whatever," gasped Christie as she felt Rand slide out of her. "Now you and Bumpkin can go put the station back where it belongs." "Oh, I can do that with no problem," snickered Rand as he was able to more easily don his blue and black uniform without having an erection to squeeze into the skin tight pants. "Just watch this," he said and concentrated on his ring. When nothing happened, he concentrated some more. "Well, I'm waiting," said Christie as she watched for something to happen and nothing did. "I don't understand it," whined Rand. "This has never happened to me before." "Gee, where have I heard that line before?" replied Christie rolling her eyes. "Um, that pink glowing stuff out there," said the Blue Crystal gesturing at the screen. "It must contain Crystalite which blocks my ring's powers." "So, you are totallyimpotent," snickered Christie. "I wish you wouldn't keep using that word," complained Rand. "I am not ... not ...you know. I just can't use my ring's power right at the moment is all." Christie sighed as she got dressed, configuring her costume to her black dress mode and thenmentally made the hem several inches longer and more suitable for work. "Ok, let's go to the administration offices and see if the people running the station have any ideas about what to do." They stepped out into the corridor outside Christie's little apartment and stopped in shock at the sight in front of them. Mrs. Osacka, a woman in her late 30s who worked in Accounting was naked and on her hands and knees getting fucked doggie style by Allan Pocklington, the teenaged son of another one of her neighbors. "Oh yes, you love my young cock don't yu bitch!" cried Allan as he yanked hard on Mrs. Osacka's long black hair. "Yes, yes," Mrs. Osacka moaned loudly. "I love it, fuck me hard please Allan." "Er, I take it that's not normal," asked Rand as he stood there watching with Christie and felt his cock twitch in his costume. "No, not normal at all," replied Christie who noticed the twitch and grabbed the Blue Crystal's arm and tugged him past the pair towards a transport pod station. "Come on, we don't have time for you to get horny again." "Again?" asked Rand. "I'm always horny and her mouth was wide open. It was like she was practically beggingme me to stuff my dick in her mouth." The first pod came and when its doors opened, the twoheroes saw a writhing mass of naked bodies in the middle of an orgy. Rand grinned and started to climb in, but once more Christie grabbed his arm and tugged him back. "We'll take another pod," she told him and pressed a button to send the orgy on its way. "Killjoy," complained Rand as a second pod slid into place and thankfully, from Christie's point of view, it was empty. A minute later, they rushed into the administration offices and were once more faced with debauchery. Christie was shocked to see Olivia Tucker lying naked on her desk with her legs spread being eatenout by the normally more reserved Brook. "Oh fuck yes, that's my g-spot," cried Olivia as she pulled Brook's face tighter to her pussy grinding it into the younger woman's mouth. "Keep going, I am just about there." "Hey guys, the station has been sucked into an interdimensional rift," cried Christie as she tried to get the attention of the two women. "Yeah, neat isn't it?" replied Brook, looking up briefly from her licking with a face sopping wet from Olivia's juices. "Pink is so pretty," gasped Olivia. "Sure is," agreed Brook, "and I am seeing lots of pink down here," and with that, the brown haired second junior administrative assistant went back to probing Olivia's pussy with her tongue. "If Brook is behaving like this, I am not sure I want to see what Ashley is doing," muttered Christie as she moved to the inner office door and peeked inside when it slid back. She caught sight of Ashley's well paded ass going up and down as she lay on top of Pollock on his desk playing cowgirl while the Station Commander squeezed and groped her dangling boobs. "Well, nothing unusual there," she muttered and tried to decide what to do next. When she looked back, at Rand, he had his cock out and was fucking Olivia's face as hard as he could. "Great, now I will have to hear about how her mouth tastes like cum again when this is all over," said Christie as she abandoned the Blue Crystal and decided to head for Engineering. The transport pod arrived and Christie was treated to the sight of Security Chief LukeAllard, all two metres of the muscular dark skinned man who was totally naked and had been stroking his cock when the pod doors opened. He brabbed the startled Christie and pulled her into the pod as the doors closed and the pod moved off. "I was coming to the administration office to try and find a nice piece of ass," Luke said and pushed Christie to her knees in front of him. "You'll do nicely, now get to work with your mouth baby." "You can't do this," Christie began to protest, "but Allard didn't seem to even notice she was speaking as with his eyes glazed over, he rammed his thick, black cock deep down her throat and began to face fuck her." Everyone seemed to be sexually out of control thought Christie as she began to use her tongue on the hard rod of meat in her mouth. Everyone, excet me, she added mentally. I mean, my implant always has me horny which is the only reason I took that egotistical asshole of a Blue Crystal back to my apartment. Gagging a bit on the cock now deeply lodged in her throat, Christie reached over and hit the button for Engineering. Well, I might as well get Luke off while we are in transport, she justified to herself and wrapped her lips tighter about the hard cock pounding her face. As usual, her timing was excellent and Christie was just choking down a large load of hot spunk when the pod arrived in Engineering and she dashed out before Luke could stop her. She caught one last glimpse of him standing there with his still hard cock glistening with her saliva and his cum as the pod doors closed and whisked him away to new adventures. "Oh dear," was all Christie could say at the scene in Engineering in front of her. Willow was bent over one of the consoles, stripped naked and being fucked by none other than her own father, Chief Engineer Kevin O'Brien. Willow had told her earlier that day just how hung her dad was and Christie couldn't help but notice her friend hadn't been exaggerating. It didn't look promising, but she had to try to get through to them, she thought as she walked over to the console where Willow was moaning like a banshee in heat. "Hey guys, the station is in real big trouble. We've been sucked into some kind of interdimensional rift and I think it's making everyone act crazy." "Everything seems fine to me," moaned Willow. "I've got my pussy stuffed and I'm getting a good hard fucking, so what could be wrong?" "Well, for starters, that's your dad fucking you which is kind of wrong," replied Christie. "Er, no offence Chief O'Brien." 'None taken," gasped Kevin O'Brien who didn't pause in his thrusting and Christie was beginning to find the sound of his balls slapping against Willow's ass more than a little distracting as she fought down her own implant fueled lust. "Get naked and come play with us," implored Willow as she reached out a hand to slide it under Christie's dress and caress her pussy which Christie realized she had forgotten to cover with any panties in her hurry. "Ahhhhhh, I would really like to, but I can't," moaned Christie as she stumbled back. Her wrist communicator buzzed and Christie glanced at the messge. 'Poker table 4 in Lucky Eight casino. Janks' What the hell, thought Christie, just what I don't need, another cryptic message from our mysterious Deputy Station Commander. Well, what have I got to lose? "You too have a good time," said Christie absentmindedly as she headed back towards the transport pod stop. "Oh we are, trust me," said Kevin O'Brien as he grabbed his daughter's large breasts and used them as handles to pull himself deeper into her pussy. "Never been better," gasped Willow as she squeezed her pussy tighter around her dad's cock as it drove in and out of her. Thankfully, this time Christie got an empty transport pod and it remained empty all the way to Level +50 where the station's luxury casino was located. Christie's first thought when she stepped into the casino was 'this place is going to require a real good deep cleaning when this is done', because everywhere she looked people were having every kind of sex and every kind of position yu could imagine, assuming you had the imagination of some kind of sex fiend just out of one of the lower levels of hell that is. When Christie found table 4, there was a species of alien there she didn't recognize. He had a large, round belly and his skin was a bright yellow. One of the casino hostesses was sitting in his lap, impaled on his large yellow cock. Christie took a closer look and did a double take. Make that impaled on his two large yellow cocks, as he had one in the woman's ass and one in her pussy. Other than his dual members, he reminded Christie of those old statues that archeologists kept finding that the ancients had called Buddhas. The current thinking was that they were statues of the mascot some now extinct professional sports franchise, possibly a team called the New York Yankees. "I'm just about done with this one and I can do you in a few moments," said the yellow skinned alien with a huge smile on his face. "Um, I didn't come for sex," said Christie as she realized the alien had two sets of balls, one for each cock and there were three nuts in each set. "I um, came to try and find out what happened to the station. We seem to have been sucked into an interdimensional portal somehow." "That's right," said the alien and then he gave a loud moan and began pumping his double load of cum into the woman on his lap. Christie felt her pussy trying to drip as the two cocks and their associated balls continued to shoot spunk into the woman's two openings for a full minute before stopping. The alien then lifted the woman off his lap and she crawled away with cum dripping out onto that rug which now had another reason for a good steam cleaning. The two yellow penises were still standing up hard and erect, bright and shiny looking under the overhead lights as they reflected off his cum. "My name is YingYang," said the alien. "How about you clean these off while we talk?" "Um, I guess I could do that," said Christie who hadn't realized she had been drooling until that moment. She fell to her knees and started using her tongue to lick up and down the two shafts. With the colour, she had been thinking lemon or banana flavour, but the thick goo had a faint orange taste to it. "Can you tell me anything about how the station got here and how we can get home?" "Oh sure," said YingYang as he ran his hands through Christie's dark hair, "but you have to show me your boobs first. It looks like you have the best rak in this place." "Er, ok," agreed Christie who paused in her licking to slip off her black dress. "Oh very nice indeed," said YingYang as he grabbed a handful of each of her boobs and began to play with them. "Let's see, where was I before you gifted me with the sight of these magnificent round orbs? Oh yes, how you got here. I didn't bring you if that is what you are asking. AllI did was provide sales and technical support." "Technical support?" echoed Christie as she slipped her mouth over the head of one of the twin cocks and began to lick it with her tongue. "Yes, pan dimensional vortex inducors can be quite tricky to configure and use properly," confirmed YingYang. "And just between you and me, I don't think the guy who bought it from us was the brightest star in the nebula if you know what I mean." "Yu mean someone brought us here and it wasn't just an accident?" asked an astonished Christie, temporarily sliding the cock from her mouth so she could talk more normally. "Yes, he bought the deluxe package with 100 hours of tech support," confirmed YingYang. "He claimed he could have made it himself, but he was too busy doing other important research. Frankly, I am a little skeptical. Now, don't forget to work on both of my cocks dear. It is a real design flaw with yu humans that you have only one mouth." Christie switched to the second cock and bobbed her mouth up and down on it for a minute or two while she thought. "Um, how much would it cost to buy our own pan dimensional vortex inducor to get us home? This dimension seems to be affecting us in some unusual ways." YingYang looked around at the thousand person orgy going on in the casino. "I take it that you humans are not normally this sexually active?" "Most of us, no," agreed Christie. "Hmm, there must be some element or something causing that I suppose," said YingYang with a shrug. It's not my problem though. All sales are final I told him. "As for the pan dimensional vortex inducors, well, they are rather expensive. Be sure to lick my balls too. They are very sensitive in my species." Christie obediently started to tongue the two sets of three balls, hoping maybe she could get a discount at least on the pan dimensional vortex inducor. "So, how much are we talking about in human credits?" she finally asked when she heard YingYang's moaning ratchet up to new levels. "Hmm," pondered YingYang doing some conversions in his head. "I believe your species sometimes uses primitive tools for measuring wealth such as Gross Domestic Product or GDP?" Christie nodded and went back to sucking on the two cocks, alternating between them. While she sucked on one, she stroked the other with her hands. "A pan dimensional vortex inducor would cost approximately 3.1564 times the GDP of your home planet Earth," said YingYang. "Approximately?" squeaked Christie and decided she didn't want to calculate the number of blowjobs she would have to give to pay that much. "Well they are a Cllass One restricted technology device," pointed out YingYang whose breathing was getting quite rapid and his moaning louder. "I ahhhhh must say you do have a certain amount of talent dispite your mono oral disability. In fact I do believe that I am about to blast off to use a space metaphor." Christie still had her mouth wrapped around the head of one of the cocks when the countdown reached zero and felt her mouth fill up with thic, warm and slightly orange flavoured cum that she gulped and swallowed. A fraction of a second later, the second rocket went off and shot cum all over her face and hair. As with the first time when YingYang had been fucking the woman, he continued to cum for a full minute and Christie felt her stomach fill near to bursting while her face was coated in a thick white layer. "Oh my dear, that was very satisfactory," said Ying Yang smiling down beatifically at her. "I really shouldn't do this, but you were so good I will tell you a little secret. The moron who bought the pan dimensional vortex inducor from me did not configure it properly. He shouldn't have cheaped out and he should have gotten the Ultra Deluxe version which comes preconfigured by factory technicians. Your litle primitive space station will revert back to your own dimension automatically in a short time." "How short?" gurgled Christie as she swallowed more cum to clear her throat. "Hmm, I calculate that it will be about the time it takes me to deliver a double load into your body by fucking you puppy style," said YingYang with another wide smile. "I think you mean doggy style," said Christie as she quickly turned around and presented her raised ass to the alien. YingYang gave the side of his head a thump with the flat of his hand. "Ah yes, the translator was acting up a little. Now I will make you my little ditch." Christie decided to let that one pass and a moment later she felt YingYang grab her waist and with one practiced motion slam his dual cocks into her pussy and ass. It turned out he was amazingly accurate in his estimate of the time. He had just finished delivering a massive double load of spunk into the young Defender when the space station lurched and the lights went off and on again. Glancing behind her, Christie saw YingYang was gone and out the view port that the black void was back. A moment later, Jade Chin's voice came over the station wide communications net again. 'Attention everyone. Red Alert has ended. We have returned to normal space and you may resume your normal daily activities. Also, whoever took my black ultra silk thong that I paid 200 credits at Dasha's for will kindly return it if yu ever want another blowjob from me.' Christie looked at the stunned faces of the people in the room who were hurriedly disengaging from their sexual partners of just a few seconds ago and looking rather embarrassed. Picking up her dress / costume, Christie sprinted, still stark naked, for the nearest transport pod station. * * * I have completed my mission sir and eliminated the human space station as a threat to our species," said Agent X as he smirked at his superior who had thought he couldn't really pull it off. "Um, well done Agent X," replied Alpha One with a noticable lack of enthusiasm. This was partially because he had made a bet with Alpha Two that this incompetent bungler couldn't possibly pull it off, but there was indeed no sign any longer of the human space station on sensors. "I hope this will result in a suitable new assignment for someone of my capabilities and ...," began Agent X and then he had to stop as a dozen alarms tied to various sensors began to whistle, hoot and beep. A moment later the human space station reappeared out of his viewport and on the sensors of Alpha One. "Yes," said Alpha One after taking a moment to digest the return of Dodge Station. "I think it is safe to assume yur new assignment will reflect your accomplishments and ability." * * * Taaman saw the hologram come back to life and he saw the dark haired human female run out of the casino with cum dripping from her face. Damn this piece of crap, he had missed the best part of the show. The Holographic Entertainment Network (HEN) was going to get an earful from himtomorrow about the quality of their service. * * * Christie had just finished showering when Rand Fulton showed up at her door beaming. "How about we give it another go?" he asked as he looked over the Defender, clad only in a towel. "Oh why the hell not," said Christie droppingthe the towel. Sucking off YingYang had been fun, but left her pussy itchy for a good fuck. "I don't understand," said Rand a half hour later as he looked down at his shriveled up Buster who wasn't coming out to play despite Christie's best efforts to entice it. "This has never happened to me before." "Oh go take Bumble and chase some space pirates," said a disgusted Christie as she pushed the Blue Crystal out into the hall and got her favourite dildo out of her underwear drawer. "I guess we all need some quality alone time now and then," she said to herself as she laid back on her bed and spread her legs wide. The End