Stefanie Chen, An Old Friend

Zzah'lia smiles when she sees the name of Stefanie on her schedule for the night. In fact, it's her only name for the night. The Human is one of her usuals, and she made sure to reserve a whole shift with her when the Wonderland passed through the system she's currently working in.

Zzah'lia likes Stefanie. She's well-mannered, she always pays well, she's funny, and she's always a blast to talk to. Some of Zzah'lia's most memorable conversations were with Stefanie, around a bottle of aged martian booze (and after a good fuck).

Zzah'lia puts on her prettiest silver dress, and the little heart-shaped earrings that Stefanie bought her five years ago. Every time she pulls these out, she gets a variation of the same reaction: "Stars! I can't believe you still have those! They look so good on you!"

Zzah'lia reaches the agreed-upon meeting place, a fancy restaurant specialized in Earthen bug cuisine. She wouldn't have come here on her own as she's not the biggest fan of crickets and mealworms, but she'll eat anything if Stefanie's paying.

When she sees the other woman, they greet each other with hugs and smiles, like the old friends that they are. Stefanie is wearing a form-fitting black dress that shows off her sizeable bust and her thick muscled legs.

Stefanie is about the same age as her, but the passage of time is much more obvious on her mammalian body. There is a bit of grey in her wavy black hair, her heavy milk tanks sag lower than they used to, and little creases and wrinkles mark her brown skin. There have been other changes that Zzah'lia has noticed, such as an increase in body hair, and fluctuations with her genital aroma, but those details aren't as visible when her friend is fully clothed.

A waiter sits them down, and they order some crispy meals with a big bottle of wine.

"I am SO glad your ship passed through this system."

"Is it really this dry here?" Zzah'lia teases.

Stefanie gives her a playful frown and purses her lips. "Honey, you know I would be here with you even if I was already drowning in dicks and pussies."

"Even? So it is dry. What about that girl with the purple hair, hum... Emma?"

"She got pregnant, so she's on leave."

"Oh, good for her! Who's the father?"

"Her husband. She's always really careful about taking her pills when out on a job."

Emma, like Stefanie, is married. Zzah'lia isn't quite sure where Emma's home and husband are, but she knows that Stefanie's husband, Marth, lives back on the human homeworld. She has met him once, and had been quite pleased with the meeting; He is a jovial and generous kind of guy, a good match for Stefanie.

Whenever Stefanie is out for months on a mining job, both her husband and her are free to see other people. Extra-marital couplings are common amongst married miners.

When the two women finish their meal, they move to one of the ship's casinos, where Stefanie manages to turn a few hundred credits into a few thousands.

"Damn," she utters when the robot dealer hands her a pile of colored chips. "I might actually make a profit tonight."

Zzah'lia, on the other hand, manages to lose a few hundreds in a game of chance. Not that she cares; She's genuinely having fun hanging out with Stefanie (and her nightly fees will more than reimburse her gambling losses).

After a fun evening of drinking and gambling, Zzah'lia brings her Human back to her own living space, a move that she only does with a few trusted clients.

The two tipsy women stumble into her living room, where Stefanie doesn't waste time pulling off the Martian's dress and pushing her naked on the couch.

Zzah'lia's ovipositor is pulsing and dripping with gelatinous goo as she feels her friend's hands and mouth all over her, and then she eagerly watches Stefanie kissing and sucking the hardened prick. Once the Human's done spreading the Martian's equivalent of precum all over the egg-laying shaft, she pulls her panties down and climbs on top of her. Zzah'lia's antenna tremble gleefully when she feels the hairy wet vulva.

Waves of pleasure run through her when Stefanie lowers herself. Her humid cunt is so unbelievably warm, causing the Martian to gasp loudly and lovingly. Eating fancy food and losing money at the casino is quite fun, but nothing beats the feeling of penetrating an eager hole.

Zzah'lia grabs the other woman's neck and pulls her down into a passionate kiss, before moving her mouth down towards the mammal's milkers. With Stefanie's help, she pulls the breasts out of her dress so that she can properly take care of her nipples. Boobs are one part of human anatomy she'll never get tired off.

She wraps as much of her mouth as she can around the tit, sucking and licking it as if trying to get milk out of it. This stimulation works for Stefanie, who quickens her hip-thrusting pace.

The two women have known each other for a long time, and so they are both keenly aware of what the other likes. Halfway though the intercourse, Zzah'lia brings two eggs into her ovipositor, making it thicker and causing more of her goop to spurt out into Stefanie's cunt. The Human retaliate by pulling one of the Martian's antenna into her mouth, sucking on the sensitive tip.

Stefanie's orgasm is imminent, and so Zzah'lia doubles down on the nipple stimulation. The moans soon grow louder and louder, until they erupt into a chorus of bliss when the Human cums. The Martian takes a minute to enjoy the feeling of the warm pussy spasming around her egg-shaft, while also being cocooned by the larger woman's body hugging her tightly.

When she stops feeling the vagina pulsing around her, she pulls her eggs back in. She knows that her friend isn't the biggest fan of being egged, so she always retracts the eggs that she uses to make her prick bigger after they're done screwing.

She tenderly kisses Stefanie's bust, neck and face while waiting for her to regain her senses. Eventually, the Human gets up, freeing Zzah'lia from her comfortable but heavy weight. While Stefanie stumbles to the washroom, the Martian goes to her stash to get some soothing herbs to make the rest of their night cozier.

They smoke in bed together, chatting about the things that happened in their respective lives since the last time they saw each other.

"How long are you free?" Zzah'lia eventually asks.

"I got three days. I gotta get back to the asteroid belt the day after tomorrow."

"Wanna go to the spa tomorrow morning? My treat." With Zzah'lia's work hours limited to the evenings and nights, her invitation for a midday outing isn't a business proposal, but rather a legitimate hanging out between friends. Zzah'lia wouldn't hang out for free with most clients, but Stefanie isn't most clients.

The Human traces her finger across the Martian's smooth scaly chest. "I'd love that. They ain't got a spa on the mining rig."