At the exact same time as Ganami Station appear of the Clit Nine's long-range scanners Selena Harington came to a screaming climax. She sat in the captain's chair, her legs spread wide, the bottom half of her uniform discarded in a corner.
Toothless Pete, the ship's navigator, had his gummy mouth buried in her shaved pussy and was still licking for all he was worth. Kraemer watched the spectacle out of the corner of his eye, a small smile on his face.
Letting Pete lick her out all the way to the station if he plotted an efficient route had been an en spired idea. The seventy-year-old smuggler was a master of two things Navigation and Cunnilingus.
"Come on Pete, that has to be the last one" Selena begged, "We're nearly there."
She had lost count of how many time's she'd cum in the last twenty-four hours, the old man had barely come up for air.
"I plotted you the best route captain," he lifted a damp face, "Don't you be short-changing me now."
Kraemer failed to suppress his snort at that.
"Just guide us into the damned station," Selena snapped at her first mate.
"Yes Captain," he grinned back.
It took them less than twenty minutes to approach and dock at the quiet trading station. In that time Pete did indeed manage to squeeze one last orgasm out of his captain. All four crew members disembarked at the station. Selena didn't enjoy Haworth's company, but she didn't like leaving him unattended on the ship.
Ganami station was like a ghost ship, all they passed were boarded-up units and empty corridors.
"What a shit hole," Selena commented.
"Good place for a secret meeting though," Pete observed, spraying slightly as he spoke.
"A good place for an ambush," Kraemer noted, "Don't let your guard down."
They soon came to the unit the data crystal had specified. It looked just like any of the other abandoned shops from the outside. When they cautiously approached the entrance, the door swung silently open in front of them.
"Well that's spooky as hell," Selena whispered. She stuck her head in first, being captain and all. A pair of laser blasters looked right back at her and she froze. A long couple of seconds passed before she remembered the password from the crystal. "Fat salami," she blurted out.
The blasters lowered and two guards beckoned them in. One was tall and skinny with a gaunt face. The other was a short muscular black man. Neither showed a glimmer of emotion.
"No weapons or tech devices," the stout one ordered.
"Hands against the wall so we can search you," said the tall one added.
Reluctantly all four members of the Clit's crew lined up against the wall. They searched the men first, finding guns on all three and throwing them onto a large pile in the corner, they weren't the first ones to arrive.
When the tall skinny one reached Selena he started his search by squeezing her ass cheeks, He then did a quick cursory check for weapons before running his hands around to her tits.
"You're not going to find anything in there," Selena hissed when his hands found the hole in her uniform over her cleavage.
Ignoring her he slipped his hands inside giving her breasts a hard squeeze before pinching her nipples.
"You never know," the skinny guard chuckled, unhanding her and stepping back, "They're clean, on you go in."
The guard pointed them to a second door on the other side of the room.
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"Fat Salami," Captain Jack Hancock said a few minutes later smiling down the barrels of the same two blasters. "I'm here for the all-you-can-eat buffet special."
"Fuck you," The stout guard shook his head, dragging Jack roughly inside and throwing him to the ground.
Both guards eyes brightened when they saw the three girls that followed Jack into the entrance.
"Wait there, loudmouth," the guard snapped at Jack.
"Ladies, line up against the wall, we need to search you," the guards exchanged grins, the first facial expressions they'd shown.
The three bent over, placing their hands against the wall, and all exchanged knowing looks. None of them were surprised at the direction their searches took. The guards didn't even put on a pretence this time, they went straight to the groping.
The Tall one took Kaley and Jen feeling both their asses and breasts in turn. The stout black one focused all his attention on Aasha, taking his time squeezing her huge tits.
The slave girl gave an expert shrug and her sari slipped from her shoulders. She was leaning forward so it slid slowly down her back this time, revealing her flawless brown skin inch by inch. At the same time, Jen turned and planted a long passionate kiss on Kaley's lips.
Kaley shuffled back a few inches pressing her ass into the tall man's groin.
"Is that a blaster I wonder," she said rubbing herself up and down against his crotch.
"I think we've hit the jackpot here," the small guard said grabbing and squeezing Aasha's now nude body.
Jen turned to face the tall guard and sunk down into a low squat, "Need me to service that blaster for you?" she asked.
Both guards dropped their trousers without hesitation. Their members matched them perfectly, one long and thin, the other short and fat.
Jen rubbed her hand up and down the long thin one a few times, until it was fully hard then wrapped her lips around it. She twisted her head from side to side as she moved up and down moaning and groaning around the guard's meat.
The short guard wasted no time in entering Aasha from behind. The moment he was inside her, she started working herself back and forth. She reached back and found his hands leading them to her breasts.
"Want to play with these some more?" Kaley asked turning around and unbuttoning her overall. They didn't fall to the ground with the same grace as Aasha, she had to work them down over her toned body.
When she was naked it was clear just how much more muscular Kaley was than the slave girl. She had bulging biceps and a well-defined six back. She was rescued from being mannish by the large spherical breasts and the bright red pubic triangle.
The tall guard grabbed a hold of her breasts and stooped low to suck them. He continued to feel and explore her body while Jen sucked away greedily at him.
"Well, I'll just head on in then will I?" Captain Jack asked. He'd been watching the action from the middle of the room. When he didn't get an answer he just chuckled and headed through the second door, unsearched.
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Selena watched what had to be the last of the invitees enter the large room. He wore an odd formal military uniform with epaulets, gold tassels, and countless medals. She instantly found herself wondering if he'd awarded himself the medals, he looked like that sort of asshole.
The room must have been designed as a concert hall, a large stage filled the front of the room and the rest was filled with wooden tables and chairs for the various groups. Selena recognized most of the crews present, it was a veritable who's who of the Galaxies least wanted.
A group of Klanons caught her eye. The large dark-skinned aliens each stood eight feet tall and four feet wide. They were a fierce warrior race, but her father had always advised against working with them. They were handy in a fight but wasted far too long fretting over honor and blood debts.
One entire corner of the room was filled with Breaker Boys, a renowned scavenger gang. They had way too many ships to be considered a crew, they were now closer to an armada. Unfortunately for them, what they had in quantity they lacked in quality. All their ships were scavenged wrecks they'd managed to jury rig into some semblance of working order.
Betty Bad Apple could be spotted from a mile off. Her silver jumpsuit, unzipped to show off a great deal of cleavage, and green hair stood out even in this crowd. She was a pirate, a bounty hunter, and a proven psychopath. Space legend stubbornly maintained that she'd killed both her parents before she was even born. Space legend rarely lets logic get in the way of a good story.
Two furry female aliens sat next to Betty, one was a vivid purple the other bright orange. They had cat-like faces and wore nothing but tinny golden bikinis. Selena shook her head when she saw them. Betty Bad Apple had really fallen on bad times if she'd been forced to use a crew of Twinks.
A group of hooded individuals Selena didn't recognize came next, followed by seven silver-skinned women. They all had matching cybernetic implants and stood perfectly to attention staring at the stage. She was willing to bet they were The Seven, a cybernetic hive mind that had been causing trouble lately.
Lastly was Ariana of the Broken Chain. A tall, proud black woman that carried a metal quarterstaff tipped with her old slave collar. The Broken Chain were ex-slaves who had thrown off their shackles and turned on their former masters. Selena sympathized with the former slaves, she'd never approved of the use of slave collars. Ariana personally, however, Serena had no sympathy for her. Her crew had been disavowed by the mainstream Broken Chain, due to multiple brutal acts of terrorism.
A hush fell across the room as a robed figure moved onto the stage. All that was visible poking out from its robe, was a large metallic claw.
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Jen and Aasha knelt next to each other on all fours, both making all the right noises as the guards fucked them.
The two had switched and the skinny one was now fucking Aasha from behind, while the stout one ploughed into Jen.
"That's it, destroy those pussies," Kaley encouraged the men. She moved around the group groping the girls and egging on the men. "They fucking love it, the dirty little bitches."
"Yes, Yes," Jen moaned on cue, "I love it."
The skinny guy landed a slap on Aasha's ass, "Do you love it too?" he demanded.
"Yes baby I love it," Aasha assured him loudly.
Kaley started to move around behind the men, but the Skinny guy caught her pulling
her
into a kiss. She returned the kiss, but when she tried to move away he held on. He put a hand on top of her head and gently but firmly pushed her in the direction of his crotch.
Kaley managed to hide the roll of her eyes, saying instead, "Yeah, let me taste that pussy off your cock."
The guard pulled out of Aasha and jabbed his cock into Kaley's mouth. She had barely enough time to start sucking before he whipped it away again and rammed it back into Aasha's pussy. He switched rapidly between the two for a few minutes.
"Please give me that cock," Aasha begged him whenever he was using Kaley's mouth, "I want it inside me so badly." Eventually, he gave in and released Kaley, grabbing Aasha's hips in both hands and starting to thunder into her, hard.
Freed from his grip Kim moved behind the guards again draping one arm over each of their shoulders and whispering into their ears.
