Sex Amongst the Stars

With the Star Treader in a stable orbit around Earth, you take a moment to admire the view and the fact that you are completely weightless. But then you remember your passenger and a smile spreads across your face. Pouring the knowledge of zero-g movement into your brain, you unbuckle yourself from your chair and propel yourself back into the hab module.

Meagan was floating off of the lounge with a look of pure amazement on her face, her shoulder length, brunette hair billowing around her.

“Enjoying yourself?” You ask as you bring yourself to a stop.

“This is amazing!” Meagan replied breathlessly before giggling as she began a slow pirouette. You idly note that the vid screen set up for use when reclining had been pulled out and the feed from your ship’s cameras was being displayed.

You smile at the jubilation the girl was displaying before propelling yourself forward and catching her mid-spin. You then call upon your new knowledge and start a slow stance through the weightless interior of your hab module. Meagan let out a beautiful peal of laughter as the two of you performed a zero-g waltz, completely disregarding the notions of which way was up.

Finally, you bring your partner to a stop right behind your pilot’s seat and direct her attention to the windows. Meagan’s breath caught in her throat as she caught sight of Earth.

“For over a hundred thousand years we have been trapped upon the soil of Terra and now, here we are, looking at it from out of a window like one might a lake from out of their car,” you say poetically. Still holding Meagan in something of an embrace, you can feel her heartbeat quicken and a tear gathered in the corner of her eye. You watched in rapt fascination as the tear turned into a perfect sphere and detached from her face, floating whichever way it felt like.

Meagan noticed the tear floating in front of her face, another joining it from the other eye. She giggled lightly as the two of you watched them. This brought your attention to her lips and you noticed how close the two of you are. Megan herself, apparently noticed this as well and her eyes locked onto yours, her mouth locked mid-giggle and her warm, brown eyes sparkling. You felt her heart begin to race and her breath quicken.

You slide one hand up her back to the base of her head and press her into your body gently. As the distance between you shortens, Meagans eyes close and she parts her lips slightly. You press your own to hers in a soft gentle kiss, bending her backwards and allowing the pair of you to begin a slow, drifting somersault rotation. Not that Meagan even seemed to notice.

You deepen the kiss, locking yours with hers as she hooks around your upper back, pressing you into her as much as you are pressing her into you.

Using your knowledge of zero-g movement, you stop your rotation before Meagan could get motion sick and instead press her against one of the bulkheads. The action causes Meagan to giggle lightly and you break the kiss to see her eyes shining with utter delight.

You snap a grin at the girl and this time, she’s the one that hooks her arm around your neck, pressing your lips to hers. You slide your hand to her waist as she locks lips with you passionately.

Using your knee, you push off from the bulkhead and begin drifting to the other side of the hab. Meagan breaks the kiss to giggle and you take this opportunity to change directions so you are floating into the middle of the hab, between the bed and lounge.

The two of you resume your passionate kiss, this time tongue is included and your hands roam each other’s bodies. You hook your hands under Meagan’s top and begin sliding them around her back, stopping shy of her bra and trousers while she does the same to you. You delight in the feeling of her soft hands on your back even as you delight in the softness of her own.

You break the kiss once more, this time to grab the hem of Meagan’s shirt and pull it up. Meagan raises her arms so you can pull her shirt over her head and you flick it off behind you to float somewhere in the hab. Meagan attempted to do the same with your own shirt, though she struggled with the zero-g movement until you took over.

Meagan was grinning ear to ear as you pressed her against you again. She was now having trouble maintaining the kisses she was grinning so much. With your tops off, Meagan worked her hands into your pants and began fondling your arse while you slid your hands up her back and under her bra, pushing it up and revealing her big, creamy globes.

You stop long enough for Meagen to work your pants down your legs and for you to take her bra off, flinging it down towards the cargo bay. You idly wonder if it will make it all the way to engineering.

With both of these off, you press your naked, and hard, cock into her clothed pelvice, rubbing it gently as the two of you go back in for more passionate kissing. You hook a hand around her back and press her breasts into your chest and delight in the soft, cloud-like feeling while your other hand slips into her trousers.

With one motion, you yank her trousers and panties down and Meagan finishes the job by kicking her legs as if she was swimming. The action sends you into the bulkhead over the lounge and the two of you laugh.

You grab the brunette around the waist with one hand, wedge your feet into the table and press the now nude Meagan into you hard. You begin rubbing your throbbing member against her nude and smooth snatch while kissing her neck. Meagan, for her part, moans lightly, her hands on the bulkhead wall behind you as she spreads her legs. Idly, you realise that if you pressed her into you any harder, you’ll spear the girl’s clam and be outright fucking her in zero-g.

You cross your arms across her back and hug tightly, moving your pelvis in such a way that the tip of your shaft is poking her snatch. Ever so slowly, you begin the process of worming your way into her. Meagan gasped as she undoubtedly felt your cock against her womanhood, the tip just starting to penetrate her.

“W-wait!” Meagan gasped, as though she struggled to get that much out. Without pausing, you slide and arm down her body and push her up off your cock, bringing her eyes in level with your own. You let her drift backwards just a touch so that you could look each other in the eye.

Meagan was breath hard, her chest heaving and causing her mounds to jiggle delightfully. Her face was flushed and almost glowing from the heat and her eyes were wide and shining. You could see the glistening beads of sweat on her skin, all telltale signs of her arousal.

“P-protection,” she stammered breathlessly “S-sorry, I j-just,” she stammered. You smiled at her and pressed your lips to hers while simultaneously pitching her backwards and springing yourself off the lounge and over to the bed. You broke the kiss and grabbed a handrail just before you could collide with the opposing bulkhead. Then, grabbing Meagan with your legs, and taking the opportunity to rub her clit with your shaft, you reposition her so that her head was over the pillows of your bed.

“Computer, activate the bed’s personal gravity field,” you say. There was no such thing but that didn’t matter. A soft chirp came from nowhere in particular and you felt a pull towards the bed. Meagan then fell onto the bed with a plop and, due to your positioning, you fell with your knees either side of her, the tip of your shaft running through the folds of her labia. This caused Meagan to moan and giggle at the same time.

With that done, you pull back from the girl and reach into a storage unit under your bed and spawn a small tin. You pop the lid off the tin to reveal a gel-like substance inside. You grab a globule of the stuff in two fingers and slap it onto the tip of your shaft, putting the lid back onto the tin and letting it drift off into the hab. You then began stroking the gel over your cock in long, exaggerated strokes. Meagan watched with rapt fascination as you applied the future version of a condom to your manhood and wondered if you should market the item or something.

The gel would act as a lubricant and allow you to feel everything as if you were going in bare. With it applied, you move forwards once more so that you are over Meagan, whose eyes are still locked onto your throbbing shaft.

“Now,” you begin huskily, “Where were we?” you ask.

“Please be gentle, it’s my first time,” Meagan said softly. This surprised you somewhat but you only smiled and kissed the girl. With that, you begin pressing yourself against her entrance. Her now very moist entrance with all the foreplay you’ve done to this point. You began gyrating your pelvis, pushing your shaft in and then pulling it back. Every stroke pushes you just that little bit further into the virgin girl.

Meagan clenched her jaw, bit her lip, sighed a few times and then finally let out a moan as you got further and further into her. When your pelvis met her, you began to quicken the pace somewhat, slipping your arms under her and crossing them across her back and pressing her against you. Meagan had spread her legs as far as she could and you used your own to lift her hips up so you could drive down into her. You kiss Meagans neck as you thrust yourself into her, delighting in her soft, sighing moans on each stroke.

Not wanting to cum before Meagan, you slow your pace as you get close to the edge and slowly drive yourself in and out of her before working the pace back up again, getting yourself to the very edge and dropping the pace down to a crawl once more. This act alone has you moaning on your thrusts, the pressure to lose control and cum mounting on each cycle.

On the very edge once more, Meagan’s orgasm finally came. Her muscles seized up and she cried out in orgasmic pleasure, elation written across her face as she grabbed the bedsheets. Her spasming muscles drive you crazy and you let loose your own orgasm, crying out yourself as you finally cum.

You work the last few tingles out in Meagans snatch and then pull out of her before scooping her up and hugging her like a teddy bear as you plop down on the bed yourself and bask in the afterglow.