Mercury Malone: Chapter 1
Written by M.A. Plow
It was my last few hours on Earth and all I wanted was nothing more than to go back to the cheap hotel, lay down on the bed, and shove Gleeson's handsome face between my legs. Rather than pay Gleeson another visit, I had made my way to the spaceport where I was to depart on a transport ship bound for the distant planet known as Braga IV. The thought of our steamy sex would make the long trip bearable. I thought about how Gleeson's pulsing cock pounded away at me only hours prior. The way my pussy had gripped Gleeson's hard eight inches must have been all that he could withstand because he had unleashed his load into me with a massive groan. As he filled my pussy, I could feel the cum shooting deep into me. It was the perfect way to end my time on Earth. I had paid Gleeson his standard fee plus extra for the creampie, cleaned myself up, and parted ways.
I couldn't resist receiving a creampie, even if it meant paying Gleeson more for his professional services. It was well worth the thrill of feeling it leak out of my pussy. Every time I was with him, it usually was exactly what I needed, but today was different- I craved for something more. I knew the transport wouldn't wait if I was late but the tingling sensation I now felt deep inside my loins beckoned me to stay a little bit longer, if only to feel his pulsing cock for a few more minutes.
"What I need right now is a good fucking. I wonder if there's someone here who could give it to me?" I looked around the spaceport lounge. Nearby, two attractive people sat at a table deep in conversation. One was a masculine human and the other was a Baxorite- a non-binary spacefaring species that had in recently joined the Planetary Space Alliance. The attire both were wearing said business casual but their body language said secret affair. Their smiles and the closeness of their bodies told me everything I needed to know. If I walked by them, would I be able to smell the scent of their sexual escapades or had they done enough to wash away their dirty deeds in the sonic shower? I couldn't judge what these two secret lovers did behind closed doors though. After all, I was an undercover agent working for the Planetary Space Alliance Central Intelligence- PSACI for short.
"Spy by day, sexoholic by night," I mused with a chuckle to myself. I knew that my sex drive was higher than the average human, but I never seriously considered that I had an addiction to sex. I was once compared to a Snaztrakian with how many times I could cum in five minutes. I enjoyed fucking a few times a day, if possible. I considered myself to be attractive- 32DD breasts, young and curvy body, blue eyes, and fiery red hair that I loved to flaunt. Sometimes when I looked in the mirror, I would tease myself by rubbing my pussy until I was on the edge of cumming. I would immediately stop, then slowly work my way back to near orgasm. Sucking on my left nipple would send me over the edge and make me finally cum. My fingers would often be covered in my own juices, which I would happily lick off of my fingers, savoring the taste of my cum.
I figured my enjoyment of sex wasn't a problem as long as it didn't interfere with my work. Being a spy kept me busy with long hours and little free time, so the time I did get to spend away from my duties I chose to spend having the best sex I could afford, and the Alliance paid its spies well. Being a spy came naturally to me. It had been a few years since I was recruited into Central Intelligence. When I first joined, I was naive about how the universe could be so dark and dangerous. Through sex, I was able to see the beauty and fun that the universe had to offer, which was a welcomed respite from the harrowing missions I sometimes found myself on.
My cover story for this trip was easy enough: I was on Earth making a business deal with one of the Alliance's biggest manufacturers of spaceship engines. It wasn't completely false. To keep appearances, I did make a deal with Alliance Tech Universe, the biggest dealer in spacecraft, to move their engine manufacturing off world. What I was really on Earth for was to discover who was supplying weapons to space pirates targeting transport lanes in the sector. I suspected that Alliance Tech Universe wasn't telling me everything and that they knew more than they were letting on. I had collected everything I needed and stored it on a dossier to give to my superiors when I met up with a contact once onboard the transport. I made sure the dossier was safely tucked away in my bag.
I slid my hand under the short skirt I had on and began to rub my pussy thinking about what the attractive couple nearby had done in secret. Baxorites were known to possess two sex organs and to be excellent lovers as it was normal in their society to have sex often and with multiple partners. "And sometimes at the same time," I mused. I had only been with a Baxorite once before. The experience was more like a masterclass in sex. Sneaking another peek at the two lovers seated nearby, I knew all I had to do was walk over, pretend to drop something from my bag just behind where they sat and catch a quick whiff of the sex smell that surely permeated the air. I could feel myself losing control over myself. This always happened when I became aroused.
