Author's Note:
Here concludes the story of Cherry and the crew of E16.
Thank you for reading and thanks again for all the very kind ratings and comments.
***
Cherry felt a little embarrassed when she learned that Hyfax 7 wasn't a planet as she'd assumed, but rather an enormous space station along the lines of Apollo - the huge trade and travel hub in Earth's orbit - only many, many times larger.
It got its name from the Hyfax Corporation, an interstellar, multi-species conglomerate that owned and operated twelve such stations. Not only were they each home to around a million residents, many admittedly short term, they were also among the most well-known centers of commerce and trade anywhere in the galaxy. Hence Cherry's embarrassment.
"So Cherry, this is probably your first visit to a Hyfax station, huh?" Tor asked her.
E16's crew were gathered in the galley for dinner, as they gathered almost everyday. She was on final approach to Hyfax 7.
"Uh huh - I'm excited!" Cherry acknowledged happily.
"You know, I remember my first time on a Hyfax, Hyfax 4 I think?," Fem began, looking to the middle distance as he recalled the memory. "I honestly thought it was the most overwhelming place I'd ever been. It was like, total non-stop party mayhem!"
Cherry smiled at Fem's happy memory and she noticed Heb and Tor laughing in agreement and for the rest of dinner her crew mates shared stories of their many trips to various Hyfax stations over the years and Cherry's anticipation grew.
"You know some asshole tried to shake us down on a Hyfax once?" Heb said as a lull developed between stories.
"Oh yeah," Tor joined in, "I remember that fucker. Tried to say we owed like thousands of credits in import fees. Hyfax 10 I think."
"Oh my god, why?" Cherry asked and Tor and Heb looked at each other and smiled.
"Well, if memory serves," Fem piped up, "it was because the Skipper here made a fool out of him at a poker tournament, in the guy's own casino."
"It wasn't even a big money game, some kind of charity thing I think, he just wasn't a very good loser," Heb said.
"So, how did you... I mean, how were you able to get clearance to leave?" Cherry asked.
"Oh, an old buddy of mine from my navy days was working dock control, I told him the story and he let us go, said it wasn't the first time that asshole - Noparion I think his name was, a Gollomite - had tried the same shtick."
"Wow, what a dick," Cherry agreed.
After docking, they made their way to the station's main social hub known as The Diamond. Like the center of a land-based city, it was the jumping off point for all of the activities life on the massive station had to offer.
Heb had arranged some meetings with various contacts to discuss possibilities for E16's next job and Tor and Fem had a list of mechanical and other supplies they wanted to source.
Much to Cherry's objection, they had all insisted that, because it was her first time on a Hyfax, she be exempt from any tasks so she could immerse herself in station life.
They arranged to meet at a bar on The Diamond later in the day and went their separate ways. Cherry had downloaded a map and guide book of the station to her Biohud. She was most attracted to the area known as the Reeper Plaza - the center of the city's more hedonistic entertainment and recreational activity.
Like the district of the Earth city of Hamburg from where it got it's name, it was a veritable hive of sex, drugs and rock and roll. Cherry took some time to wallow in the assault on her senses the plaza provided and marveled at how crowded and busy it felt at what was, ostensibly, the middle of the day by station time, before picking a particularly lively looking club to head inside.
As she took in the sights and sounds of the place, she knew she'd made a good choice. Alien music, strange to her ears, formed the backdrop to the veritable theater of entertainment she witnessed. There were so many different species present, there was no way she could possibly count them all.
At the center of the huge space was a large dance floor, slightly sunk into the floor so that the various tables and seating areas that surrounded it were raised above it. Cherry located the bar along one wall and made her way there as a starting point.
She had a quick drink but the noise and excitement of the place was too much and Cherry just couldn't help making her way almost immediately to the dance floor, letting her body move and react by itself to the high paced and incredibly rhythmic alien music.
Automatically, she smiled broadly as she moved. It had been too long since she'd been in a place like this, had allowed herself to just give her body over to the music and revel in how it made her feel.
Given how crowded the place was, she couldn't avoid bumping into various other patrons as she danced, but she didn't really care and they didn't seem to either. Like sex, Cherry found that as much as she loved dancing alone, it was always better with someone else.
As she felt herself graze off yet another alien body, she turned and really by accident made eye contact with a member of a species she'd never met before, although she knew that he was Arborean. His wide mouth was smiling at her and she couldn't help smiling back.
Arboreans, she knew, were more plant than animal, hence their deep green color and almost shaggy appearance, like an old tree covered in ivy. While his body was shaped in a quite humanoid way, with arms and legs and a head, she knew his species were capable of growing and removing parts of their bodies as they needed to or chose to, something she'd always been fascinated by. As she moved closer to the green alien now, that part of her that was innately fascinated with new species longed to ask him about it.
She wasn't sure if it was this innate curiosity that caused her to reach out and touch the Arborean, but she was glad she'd done it. His dark green body, mostly uncovered but for a pair of loose, dark pants, felt like no species she'd ever made contact with. His body was hard but his leaves, for want of a better word to describe the apparent foliage that covered him, felt smooth and soft, like the petals of a flower and after her first touch she couldn't help but move her hands across his body in wonder.
The Arborean didn't object though, and when she glanced up at him after a moment, their bodies now moving together to the music, his smile had widened and she felt his hands on her for the first time. She didn't object either and soon their hands roamed each other in exploration as their bodies began grinding together rhythmically.
Though it hadn't necessarily been her intention on this occasion, Cherry had always found dancing an inherently sexual event. Phil had told her she'd nearly made him cum in his pants on more than one occasion such was her talent on a dance floor and she'd always thoroughly enjoyed the way she could feel a body react to hers as she pressed against it and moved to music.
This she began doing now in earnest, for although she wasn't really sure if the Arborean had a cock she could make hard, from the movement of his arms and what she could read on his face, he was definitely enjoying her talents, and her body.
As she knew she would, Cherry felt the familiar tingle between her legs as the music seemed to become louder and more intense. She turned her back to the Arborean and pressed her ass against him, grinding her body against his to the music.
The flimsy white dress she wore was short and a slit up one side exposed most of her legs to the green hands that ran over her now, sending pulses of sexual energy through her as she felt herself get wetter and wetter.
She got wetter still as, while she continued to writhe her body against him, she felt the Arborean move his hands higher. Her dress spread in a V from just above her waist so that it only really barely covered her tits and her nipples, hard as they were now, pressed against the thin fabric. She groaned as she felt the strong but incredibly soft green hands make contact with her bare torso now and move upwards slowly and pressed herself against him hard when she felt them pass lightly over her tits, tantalizing her sensitive nipples.
There was a strange moment when she felt more contact on her skin, on her legs again. The Arborean's hands were now kneading and caressing her tits and she was fairly certain Arborean's had only one pair of hands. Just as she was about to wonder if some other unseen alien had joined their erotic embrace, she thought of the possibility that her plant-based Arborean dancing partner was changing shape, adding body parts as she knew he could.
Although it was pretty dark, when she looked down she could see what she could only describe as two tentacles, one wrapped loosely around each of her thighs. Although they lacked the leaves that covered the rest of his body, by feel she knew they were a part of the Arborean, they had the same softness as his hands did and shared the deep green color of the rest of his body. Still, there's not much that's as totally non-human as a tentacle and Cherry felt an instinctive rush of adrenaline course through her body as, slowly at first, they started to move up and down the soft skin of her legs as she continued pressing herself into the green alien.
Still with her back to him, she turned her head a little to glance up at his face and saw an obvious question in his eyes. She simply smiled and pressed her body against him even more firmly.
She groaned again as she felt his hands slip under the fabric of her dress and press into her tits, his fingers pausing to play with her hardened and sensitive nipples.
With slow deliberation, she felt the tentacles on her legs start to move higher too, gently snaking their way towards her pussy as they tightened their grip on her and she felt her whole body tingle in anticipation. Adrenaline still surged through her as her mind attempted to make sense of the totally alien feel of the tentacles as they snaked their way up her body. Her body and that of the Arborean, still pressed together, moved as one now to the intense rhythm of the music.
