Part 1- Define the Problem
"I love you Teddy Bear." Laura whispered in Ted's ear as she rode him slowly.
Ted raised his hips, groaned softly and whispered back "I love you." and gently tried to increase her pace with encouraging movements of his hands on her ass.
Laura raised up slowly and gazed into his eyes. She smiled at his encouragement and briefly squeezed his cock with her inner muscles. Then she said "You want to cum now don't you Teddy Bear?" Ted nodded. But Laura grinned wickedly and said "Not.... yet." and rolled off of Ted, his cock now exposed to the warm Tahitian breeze. Laura turned herself and straddled his thighs so her gorgeous ass was facing him, soft white sand clinging to it in places. She craned her head around and grinned at him "I just found this in the archives, it's called reverse cowgirl." Then she planted her feet on the sand, placed one hand on his knee, and with the other guided his cock into her as she impaled herself on it. She began to move up and down on him and said "How's the view?
Ted's gaze was locked on the sight of Laura's pussy gliding all the way up his shaft, stopping just at the point that he could see the head, and then slowly sliding back down. He barely saw the sparkling Tahitian waters or the swaying palm trees. "It's.... breathtaking."
Laura giggled and said, "I'll show you breathtaking" She quickened her rhythm and rotated her hips, beginning to moan as she relinquished control and gave herself over to her own passionate climax that was quickly approaching.
Ted clenched his jaw, seeking his own control to ensure they climaxed together. Which they did...... just as the signal hit their optic nerves and the following message crawled across their visual fields "All personnel report to stations... incoming cargo..." and the sim-fluid began to sluice away from their naked bodies.
Ted got another signal "Lt Edward Larson, an additional 250 credit excess bodily fluid cleaning fee as been deducted from your account." Worth it, Ted thought as he floated out of the sim-tank and looked over at his bride Lt Laura Larson-Yamado. They floated over to each other, embraced tightly and kissed.
"That was amazing Teddy." Laura said, and reached for a nearby floating towel and her uniform.
Ted nodded and said "Yeah, it really was."
She heard the slight tone in his voice and said "Teddy, I know you want to fuck me for real, but until the station gets its spin back, zero-g just doesn't work. You know that darling."
Ted and Laura had married four weeks ago. The ceremony was held in the Officer's Mess and was presided over by Captain Dalafior, witnessed by the command staff and senior NCOs. 10 minutes after Ted and Laura had enthusiastically responded to the command "You may kiss the bride, and that's an order.", accompanied by much hooting and whistles from the attendees, Takashi station lost its spin and the false gravity it created. Their wedding night and the much-anticipated consummation of the marriage, of course, had been postponed as all hands scrambled to address the problem and secure things for zero-g operations.
Ted sighed as he pulled on his uniform, and said "I know... I know." They had made a couple of abortive attempts at actual intercourse in their small quarters, but the physics of zero-g sex were surprisingly complicated, especially for Ted since he was still relatively new to space. Despite attempting various handholds or leg locks on the bolted down furnishings, Newtonian physics took over, making things both comical and frustrating. They hadn't even really slept together since they both had to sleep zipped into zero-g sleep hammocks.
Laura was just as lusty as Ted, although throughout their courting she had insisted on saving actual intercourse until they were married. This accelerated both of their timelines and they married just two months after they started seeing each other, which was two weeks after Ted had been assigned to Takashi station from Earth.
Three failed attempts at consummation later, Laura, floating next to a frustrated Ted in their quarters after carefully bringing him to orgasm with her hand, kissed his neck and said gently "Teddy, why don't we try it in the sim-tanks?" Ted looked at her, surprised, and said "Seriously?"
Takashi station, being a cargo transfer and support station for fleet operations, didn't have the luxuries of an actual ship or one of the command stations, but it did have sim-tanks. The sim-tanks had been developed as a way to address the psychological stresses of long-term space assignments. Filled with a neuro-fluid, the one-person tanks could deliver any experience imaginable and, if the user requested, could be linked to other tanks for shared experiences. The effect was amazingly realistic, stimulating every sense for the user. Ted had heard about sim-tank sex of course, it was a hot topic during bull sessions at the academy, but he was surprised when Laura suggested it.
"I don't know Daarin" Ted said, beginning to use the Japanese that was common on Takashi. Ted had used the sim-tanks several times at this point, snowboarding down his favorite runs in Park City or visiting Tokyo with Laura, and they were truly amazing. He had resisted using them for some of the more erotic encounters that he heard described by his fellow junior officers. "I mean, the sim-tanks are amazing... but for this? It's hardly the same... is it?"
Laura stroked his chest lightly "Well, maybe not, but it can be really good. I mean REALLY good!"
Ted twisted his head around to look at Laura, sending them into a slow spin "Laura? Have you...?"
She shook her head, putting her hand against the bulkhead to stop their rotation and said in a reassuring voice "Not with anyone else.... but...yeah... a couple of times. After all I am a woman, and I have needs too."
Ted was thunderstruck. He knew Laura had a healthy sexual appetite. They had many heavy petting sessions during their courting, getting each other off with their hands. Laura had even gone down on him once, sneaking into his quarters late one night, unzipping the lower part of his zero-g hammock while the station-spin was briefly stopped for maintenance. Ted had found the experience amazing, unable to move his upper body or legs as Laura's mouth engulfed him. His climax had been devastating.
Ted was quiet for a moment, taking in what Laura had just told him and mulling over her suggestion. Then he asked, "Was it with anyone I know?" The sim-tanks could use bio-metric data to simulate other real people and, although it was strictly against regulations to do so without permission, people had been known to bribe NCOs or enlisted personnel to get access.
Laura laughed, "No Teddy Bear, just a fantasy partner."
Then he asked, "Was he... bigger than me?"
Laura smiled at him, a delightedly wide-eyed expression on her face. "Uh huh. He was huge, monstrous, devastating. He split me in half." She laughed, squeezed his now flaccid cock once, and pushed away from him, reaching for her uniform which was floating where she had left it.
So, Ted agreed, and they had consummated their marriage in a fully rendered Tahitian honeymoon resort. Ted had felt the warm south pacific breeze on his back as he had plunged his cock into Laura, who writhed underneath him in orgasm with her legs locked around his back.
"Cum... inside... me... Teddy Bear" she gasped into his ear, and then bit his shoulder gently while scrapping her nails across his back. When his orgasm hit him, he threw his head back and roared with pent up passion, erupting like a volcano into her. That's of course when he first found out about the "Excess bodily fluid cleaning fee" imposed by the sim-tanks. Despite that expense they had several sex-dates in the sim-tanks. As amazing as they were, Ted knew it wasn't the same as being inside her in the real world, and he yearned for that. There was no telling when the parts needed to bring the station back to spin would arrive.
As they parted ways to report to their stations, Laura kissed him gently and said "I have an idea, Teddy. I'll tell you about it tonight." She twisted around with the experience of someone born in space, grabbed a hand hold, launched herself through the hatch, out of the sim-tank room and down the companionway towards her duty station.
Part 2 - A Hypothesis
Laura placed her drink pod in the air between them and reached across the small table in their quarters to take Ted's hand. Ted placed his curry and rice pouch next to it and looked at Laura expectantly. Earlier that day she had said she had an idea for overcoming their frustrating inability to achieve satisfactory intercourse in zero-g. He had been looking forward to this all day.
"Teddy bear, I know how bad you want to fuck me, and believe me I want you feel you inside me too. The sim-tank fucking is wonderful, but I want to know what it really feels like when your cock throbs inside me when you cum." Laura had a sometimes shockingly frank but very erotic way of talking about sex, which Ted found extremely arousing.
"And I want to feel you pulsing around my cock when you climax Daarin." Laura smiled at his use of the Japanese word for Darling.
"Sooo..." she said, tracing the back of his hand with a finger "... the way I see it, this is a simple physics problem. For every action there is an..."
Ted finished the Newtonian law for her "... equal and opposite reaction." Sometimes he just needed to prove that his academy degree counted as much as her doctorate in physics from MIT.
She chuckled "That's right Teddy, not bad for a Middie." Ted winced at her use of the now hated word for Annapolis grads. She went on "And bodies in motion tend to stay in motion unless..."
And again, Ted finished for her, sighing "... acted upon by an outside force. Laura, I know all of this. What's your point?"
"Okay, so when we've tried to fuck, no matter how we've grabbed on to each other or other things, the thrusting of our hips creates... well... thrust ... driving us apart or in weird directions that aren't conducive to fucking."
Ted remembered a particularly painful attempt that he thought had broken his erect cock.
"So" she continued "the only way I can see to address this is to bring in an outside force to act on one of us with sufficient strength to keep us at a fixed point in 3-dimensional space. See?"
Ted laughed "So, what? Miniature thruster rockets on harnesses?"
Laura smiled "Complicated and expensive. Teddy, what is the largest and strongest force on the Takashi?" Ted looked at her quizzically, and she said "The Takashi itself! Its mass is such that the people inside it pushing against the interior bulkheads lack enough force to move it. See?"
Ted said "Okay, but we've tried holding onto things." Laura nodded "I know, but Teddy that's hard to do when passion takes over. So, I was thinking. Do you remember that time I sucked you off when you were zipped into your hammock?"
Ted did and recalled the dizzyingly erotic feeling of cumming in Laura's mouth when he was unable to move. So he said "Yeah, that was great. So, are you thinking you could ride me somehow while I'm zipped in."
Laura laughed "As erotic as that sounds, no Teddy. I want to be able to feel your body against me, all of me, when we fuck. I was thinking about something a little more... drastic."