Trish and she has a fantasy she wants to indulge in

You glance back from your pilot set and see Trish standing there marvelling of the view out of the cockpit, the various distant starts seemingly twinkling a deep azure nebula cloud lazily drifting by in the distance. You can't help but smile as the dim light of the cockpit illuminates the young woman, the look of wonder on her face. You also can't help but notice the faint outline of her nipples poking through her shirt; it seems the view might not be all she came here for.

"Take a seat, Trish," You say softly patting the co-pilot spot to your side.

Trish doesn't even respond, barely looking away from the stellar view as she slowly walks forward and slides herself into the chair. "It's beautiful," Trish says softly.

"Yeah, you'd think it would get boring after a while, but it never does," You reply, turning to face Trish and smiling.

"Must be nice getting to see it so often, getting to go where you want, not having people tell you what to be or do," Trish says finally turning away from the view out of the cockpit and turning her sparkling blue eyes on you.

You look at Trish's face, the grease stains you put on her cheeks still there, and the starlight playing over her soft, youthful features and making her eyes twinkle. You find yourself looking away for a moment when you feel your cock being to stir and swell, your mind picturing all the things you wanted to do to Trish right there and then. "There's a little bit of that still, any jobs got demands, but yeah the freedom of it all is why I went to get my wings to begin with," You say with a smile.

"I'd love to work on a ship like this," Trish says warmly.

"No reason you couldn't," You reply honestly.

"Why don't you have one already?" Trish asks

"Haven't found one I liked enough or trusted enough to keep aboard," You reply before smiling and adding, "Well not yet in any case,"

Trish blushes for a moment and looks back to the view of the stars beyond. "So what do you do in the long flights on your own?" Trish asks

"Well there's a lot of waiting around in runs, sometimes I'll lie here and watch the view, other times I'll grab a few cat naps, I work out a fair amount," You reply gesturing to the hint of muscles on your exposed midriff.

"Nothing else?" Trish asks leadingly.

"Why did you think I missed something?" You reply with a wry smile.

"Maybe," Trish replies bashfully, taking a moment to composer herself and find the words. "What about taking care of your other needs," Trish asks.

"Same way anyone does when they've only got their own company and a lot of free time," You reply smoothly, turning your focus on watching Trish fidgets with her clothing.

"And if you aren't alone, you don't have any rules about not doing anything with them?" Trish asks, turning and looking at you, that hunger in her eyes.

"My ship my rules," You reply with a cool tone. "If the people are willing, who am I to stop them," You adds with a confident grin.

"So if I did this," Trish begins before climbing out of the co-pilot seat and placer herself down in your lap facing you, her wonderful soft face so close to yours. "You wouldn't object," Trish says in a sultry tone.

"Not at all, although just a warning Trish, don't start something you're not happy to see through," You reply in a low tone, moving your hands down and taking both cheeks of her ass in hand.

"Mmmm and what does the big bad captain want to do to a little innocent grease monkey like me," Trish teases, grinding herself against you.

You don't reply, simply turning your head and press your lips to hers, the young red-head eagerly accepting your advance, parting her lips, allowing your tongue to dance and mingle. The entire time you are kissing, Trish is grinding herself into your lap, you lift and shift her slightly, revealing the hard surprise eagerly waiting for her.

"Oh wow, I wasn't expecting that," Trish groans as you start kissing and sucking on her neckline, the red-head letting out soft moans and groans while your hands begin to lift her shirt.

"Best of both worlds," You eagerly reply, after pausing your kissing.

Trish raises her arms above her head as you remove her shirt, revealing a pair of perky C cup boobs for your viewing pleasure, you lick your lips and pull the red-head towards you pressing yourself between her tits. You kiss around Trish's nipples before finally taking the erect bud into your mouth, teasing the sensitive bud with your tongue. Trish's moans growing louder, part of you wondering if her sister Amy could hear you both. You hope she could, that she was lying in a bunk working herself up, wishing it was her in here with you. She'd get her turn, but right now you have her sister in front of you who deserves your full attention.

Trish writhes against you while you worship her perky tits with your mouth, she leans back panting her sparkling blue eyes staring into your eyes, the hunger in them looking more fierce. "My turn," Trish says before leaning forward and listing your tight top, your big heavy boobs spilling free for the eager red-head to launch her own attack.

You lie back and enjoy the feeling of Trish, kissing and licking your tits, her hands chipping and squeezing them while you let out long soft moans of pleasure. Your hands experimentally explore the redhead's back, roaming closer and closer to the tight shorts she and her sister were wearing. You gently start to slip your hands down the back of them and start exploring the soft contours of Trish's peach-shaped rear. You start to cup and squeeze the soft flesh of Trish's butt with both hands, the shorts restricting your movement too much, so you decide to slide them down gently.

Trish doesn't even stop sucking on your tits for a moment if anything her mouth and hands move quicker when you slider her shorts down enough to free her shapely rear. Your hands gently squeezing and pulling the soft cheeks apart, making Trish moan around your nipple, your fingers teasing over the soft fabric of Trish's underwear. You slowly slide your hands lower and lower, until your fingertips draw agonisingly close the wet heat seeping through Trish's panties, your cock throbbing when you first brush past a wet spot.

With one hand under Trish's butt, you gently lift the girl, using your other hand to unbutton the fly on your flight suit and release the beast from its cage, before lowering Trish back down. The young red-head lets out a gasp of surprise when she feels your cock brush against the soft fabric of damp panties, her body shivering when you tease yourself against her hot wet lips, her underwear the only thing preventing you from sliding inside her.

"Oh wow, that's even bigger than it felt earlier," Trish pants as you pull her down against you, the tip of your cock pressing into her folds

"Just as well you're soaking wet for me," You reply grinding yourself against Trish, your big thick length eager to tear through the fabric barrier.

You help lift Trish further up, pressing your lips to hers and kissing her while sliding her back and forth along your thick throbbing length. With each pass along your cock, when Trish slide herself back the head of your cock presses into the dewy entrance to her flower. You could feel her pussy drooling over you, coating your cock with her warm nectar. You want Trish soaking for you, so she's ready for the ride of her life.

"So Trish, Care to join the void dancers club?" You ask after breaking the kiss.

"Void Dancers?" Trish asks sounding confused, her mind to horny to put 2 and 2 together.

"The dance I'm sure you're familiar with, it's just doing it in a cockpit under the stars," You reply softly.

"Well, it has always been a fantasy of mine," Trish replies with a big smile as she lifts herself, awkward crouch standing on the chair and slipping her shorts and panties off, while you slide your flight suit off your legs.

Trish lowers herself down on top of you, straddling your body and trapping your cock underneath your lips, sliding herself back and forth on you, much like earlier. This lasts all of a minute before Trish slides herself all the way forward and off your length, adjusting herself before sliding back at the perfect angle for your cock to slip into her. The hot wet folds of her sex, parting around your length and swallowing it whole, eagerly devouring every inch her juices helping you slip effortlessly inside until Trish comes to a stop her soft peach-like ass resting against your balls.

Trish lets out a loud groan as finally feeling you inside of her was just enough to make her cum, all the teasing having a clear effect on her. You hold the young woman against you, enjoying the sweet sensation of her soft silky walls massaging and caressing every inch of you. Trish quivers against your body, her juices leaking out around your shaft, and running down your thighs. Trish panting and moaning while looking deep in your eyes while you smile back up at her.

Once Trish's orgasm dies down, you gently guide her hips lifting and pulling them, encouraging the red-head to start bouncing on your lap. Her sweet slick walls caressing your cock and sending wave after wave of pleasure crashing over you as you work yourself in and out of the young woman. Trish soon starting moving with your encouragement, bouncing herself up and down you thick length resting her harms on your chest for support. Soft moans of raw pleasure escaping her lips and quickly growing louder with each satisfying bounce of her youthful body.

Soon the cockpit fills with the sweet sounds of Trish's body slapping against yours with a wetly, moans of pleasure echoing from the pair of you. No way Amy wouldn't be able to hear if she was awake, the sweet sounds of you fucking her sister drifting down the ship. Your mind was being overwhelmed by the sensation of Trish's wonderful sex squeezing around your shaft, the dizzying aroma of Trish's juices and a tiny hint of your own, you neglected lower lips tingling with sympathy pleasure with Trish's.

Trish wraps her arms around you and pulls herself forward, kissing you eagerly, her muffled moans escaping into your mouth as her tongue explores and glides over yours. You can feel that raw heat and pressure building within you, your balls writhing and churning eager to empty themselves into this sweet young woman. She didn't even stop to ask about protection, perhaps she was on some sort of pill or implant, not that it matters, with how much of your enhance pre-seed was leaking into the deepest depths of Trish's pussy.

Your mind pictures Trish in mechanics overalls, her perk tits swollen and larger and her belly rounded, the image makes your cock lurch inside of Trish. You had an old friend, Judy, who has worked on your ship plenty of times over the years. You knew she had a soft spot for red-heads and would happily take Trish on, you knew she'd also knew she had a kink for pregnant women, so hooking her up with Trish while your surprise took root wouldn't be an issue.

Your mind continues to wander back and forth over images of Trish's young youthful body swollen with your seed, your thrusting growing more erratic as you feel that familiar heat and pressure reaching breaking point. You could feel Trish's body starting to tense up against you, her own climax must be close. You rock and thrust against one and other, faster and harder, lips still locked when you both crash over that edge together. Moaning into each other's mouths as your bodies quake and sexes milk one and other.

Your hot thick seed erupting into Trish's defenceless womb, the potent cargo of virile swimmers spreading out on the hunt for an egg to fertilise. Just a matter of when not if for them. The thought makes you tingle as you finally break the prolonged kiss, your cock slipping free from Trish's twitching pussy the red-head resting her body against yours. You leave her there for a while before you hear her start to sleep, then you gently carry her and put her down in the co-pilot seat and recline it for her, using an old flight jacket as a blanket.