CHAPTER SIX

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Searching the computers records, they saw there was little travel between the stations. A daily exchange of two-person shuttle barges carried the few supplies not available locally. Each day the shuttles advanced one station, starting from #1 they would proceed to #2 then on to #3 and back to #1. The shuttles being freight barges made up of an array of cargo containers in a 3x3x3 arrangement giving a long boxy shape.

Loaded with manufactured items, fruits, and vegetables unique to each station.

Hayley paused to examine her reflection in a window, the gold metallic dress' front was little more than two wide straps that crossed over her breasts and looped around her neck, her back bare to her waist, the skirt in a tight fitting sheath that left little room between hem and crotch. Feet in 10cm heels, mesh stockings reaching just over her knees.

She straightened her short skirt one last time and sauntered into the club. It took her a few minutes before she spotted her two targets, seated at a table on the edge of the dance floor. The pilots of Shuttle Three were two single males, newly hired and unconnected to anyone on station. Shuttle Two was a happily married couple of women. Shuttle One was a mixed couple, currently dating each other. If Hayley was to talk her way onboard, it would have to be shuttle Three.

Both moderately handsome, both only mid twenty's, and both so much bigger than she was. Hayley walked immediately by the two on her way to the dance floor. Smiling at them as she apologized for bumping the table. Twenty minutes of dancing, bumping, grinding later, she stepped from the floor, portraying exhaustion, and dropped into an unused chair at their table.

"You two enjoying the show?"

"Very much! You do know how to dance, that is for sure. I am Derek, this is my copilot Freddie. We fly together"

"Pleased to meet you." Freddie offered as he tipped a beer to her.

"I am Amanda. Do you two do everything together? Sweet..."

Hayley lay between Derek and Freddie, kissing one while the other feasted at her breasts. Their hands stroking her sides and gliding through her rapidly dampening center. She thought it was Freddie who first gently pushed two fingers into her while his thumb came to rest lightly on her clit. Slow thrusts, accompanied gentle pressure. As she flooded in response he pulled his fingers from her, leaving a hungry void. Derek's larger fingers replaced them as Freddie spread her moisture over her nipples, and proceeded to suck them clean.

Then it was Derek's turn at her flavored nipples. The two alternated time and again, while Hayley's breathing grew faster, Tyra's words of advice just a gentle purr that filled her brain as her excitement grew.

Derek came back to her lips, kissing her as Freddie slid down between her wide spread legs. His lips and tongue feasting where his fingers had been. Darting up, he curled his tongue into a tube he wrapped tight around her clit and gave a few thrusting licks before returning to her now flowing vagina. He repeated the licks alternating between thrusting his tongue into her and lightly massaging her clit. Then just pressing his tongue down on the hypersensitive nubbin he pressed two fingers fully deep into her and fluttered them against the spongy mass just inside her opening. Her back arched as she screamed her orgasm into Derek's mouth. Their tongues suddenly frantic against each other.

Freddie pushed her legs back until her knees rested on either side of her breasts, then lifted his mouth from her.

"So beautiful. So responsive. So mine." And he hunched up, his hands on either ankle as Derek reached down and guided Freddie into her. Then Derek backed away as Freddie sank into her, laying beside them, gentle stroking himself as Freddie sank fully into her hunger. Pulling slowly back out, to return slightly faster each time. Then a flurry of rapid and deep strokes that left her gasping, as he returned to a slow gentle motion.

"Oh god, fuck me, fuck me you lovely bastard."

But he continued moving slowly as she tried driving her pelvis up to meet him. Her arms trapped, pinned under the legs holding her folded in half. She lifted her arms up and then down inside her legs as the next flurry bounced her deep into the mattress. Her hands at his waist guided him into her faster and harder, her body lost to sensation, until with a husky groan that filled the room she came for the first time on the cock playing her like a violin.

"Oh god, Ahhhhh...."

Freddie slowed but didn't stop. Her body still rising to meet his as the fire grew in her. Then with a deep and pounding flurry she came the second time, his teeth biting at her left nipple. Not slowing down he kept moving faster and harder, rapidly pulling her to another peak. Then as she came for the third time he pressed deep and she felt cooling jets spraying into her as his lips and teeth tugged on her right nipple.

Freddie rested panting over her, sweat dripping from him to splatter on her face and chest. She felt his cock shuddering inside her in response to ripples passing through her, and then felt him shrinking away. He rolled to her side and released her legs to sag exhaustedly back down. A final full body shudder hit as he leaned in and lightly kissed her ear and then he passed into a light sleep a few minutes later.

Hayley lay dazed, amazed at the sensations that had flooded her. Feeling the sensation resuming, she gasped, then looking down between her breasts she saw Derek's eyes look laughingly up at her as his lips and tongue gently sucked Freddie from her. Freddie snored lightly on his side as Derek cleaned her. Then kneeling up, he pulled her up to him. Kissing her much smaller body, working his way up to her lips, he pulled her hands to a hard cock significantly larger than Freddie's. A few minutes of her stroking him, as he kissed her, his fingers aggressively tugging at her buttocks.

Turning her around he bent her over a pillow, her hips high in the air. His hands grabbed her hips and pulled her back as without warning or preamble, he slammed forward penetrating deeply into her until their groins meeting in a wet slap. Stroke after stroke he rode into her. As she began panting and thrusting back to him his right hand came off her hip to slip under her and cup her breast. Letting the engorged nipple slip through two fingers, his hand clenched her entire breast filling his large hand as fingers dug in, the trapped nipple alternately pinched tight and relaxed to rest free. Then the left hand joined at her other breast and his strokes came harder and faster. The he arched up, his hands returning to her hips that he used as handles to speed her back onto his cock. Hayley's panting morphed into grunts as each impact seemed to drive the breath from her. Then as she started screaming into the pillow as his hand came up and down in a pounding slap at her buttocks, sparking a sudden burst of a small orgasm that took her by surprise. The slap was repeated a few minutes later, sparking another small orgasm.

Then the hands alternated, one holding her hip, the other filling the room with the crack of a slap on her butt that soon had it glowing a cherry red as Hayley moaned and groaned as the pleasure and pain mixed in her head and another small orgasm in an uncountable string hit. Then his stokes took on a frantic urgency, one hand locked in her sweat soaked hair pulled her half upright, as the other reached down to aggressively maul her clit sending her into a higher and deeper orgasm than she had words to describe. As she felt him pulsing inside her, his fingers pinched her clit rocketing her higher into a confused burst of pain, but causing a no less pleasurable detonation.

"And that is how a pilot flies." He whispered into her ear as he rolled onto his side, still inside her. Her body seeming delicate as his head came to a rest on top of hers, her body spooning against his and his arms squeezed her tight. Facing the smiling face of Freddie as his eyes caressed her, to focus on her groin where she angled her hips as best she could to keep the still hard cock inside her, as snores started coming from behind her. She nestled in and relaxed into sleep.

*BEEP* *BEEP* beep beep beep

Hayley woke to the raucous noise.

*BEEP* *BEEP* beep beep beep

Sounded again. Hayley still wrapped in Derek's arms, his half hard cock still inside her. She smiled at the remembered events, although her reaction to the pain still confused her.

How different could two people be, and both bringing her such pleasure. Freddie, playful and teasing. Derek, forceful and demanding. And she'd fuck either, or both of them again, in a heartbeat.

< Such a mate this one would make. Such children he would give us. >

Abandoning the plan to bribe them into transporting her with cash, she made a new plan on the spot.

< You go Sister! Now wasn't that like what I was talking about? >

< Umm, hmm... > accompanied by an image of her huge smile

< And we have barely started exploring what awaits you out there. >

< I don't know whether to be afraid or excited. >

She reached down, rubbing the cock still huge inside her. Flexing her hips, rippling her internal muscles, she started riding the hardening shaft a few centimeters on each stroke.

*BEEP* *BEEP* beep beep beep

"Damn! Alarm Silence!" Came Derek's voice. Hayley had just felt her moisture starting to return as the arms tightened around her.

"Such a horny little slut you are." Freddie said as he watched her move.

"I wish I could keep you and never stop fucking you." Derek muttered into her ear. His hips now in full motion.

"Then do it. Take me with you?"

"What? Are you serious?"

"Think of it, 12 hours in Zero-G. As we invent new ways to fuck and you can suck Freddie from me a dozen times, then flush him from me with your marvelous cock?"

"God, you are such a slut." Laughing. "Get to work Freddie, we are on the clock." And Freddie bent down. Licking along the driving cock to run up across her throbbing clit. Hurried, it wasn't anywhere near as pleasurable as last night, but still infinitely more so than the drunk asshole. Turning around, Freddie entered her mouth, as his mouth continued to lick and suck at Hayley and Derek's joined groins. A spraying cock at both ends quenched her fires for a few minutes.

"Hurry Amanda, get what you need and be at Dark Cap, ring 1, berth 23, no later than 0800."

Smiling Hayley dashed off.

Grabbing her case, and a backpack with a few changes of clothing, her only real possessions, she almost beat them to the berth.

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The three were drifting naked, Freddie in her ass, as Derek filled her pussy. The two moving in counterpoint, as the proximity alarm went off.

"Damn it!" Derek growled, "We are 5 minutes out. Get dressed, and Freddie? Set the Air scrubbers to max. We smell like a flying brothel."

"Well, we kind of were." Hayley laughed. Feeling the two pull from her. She was sore, but in an odd way, she already missed them.

Pulling on Tyra's rebuilt suit, she set the appearance to a simple station suit coverall, and met the two at the airlock.

That night they went out clubbing. Hayley and Freddie dressing as Derek insisted, Freddie in only a cache-sexe and glistening body oils, Hayley in only body-paint applied to call attention to her nudity.

After the first hour on the dance floors, Hayley's apprehension had shifted to dripping excitement. At Derek's urging many hands and lips played with her and Freddie all evening. Several dance partners pulling them aside to darkened alcoves, where they and their partners were free to use lips and hands. It was there that Hayley first tasted another woman, and then the woman tasted her.

As the club went past midnight, Hayley only had tiny traces of her body-paint left. Freddie now as naked as she was. Derek drew them together in the middle of the dancefloor. Freddie picked Hayley up and started kissing her, as she wrapped her legs around him. Feeling a prodding at her, Hayley looked back to see Derek reaching under her.

'Slide down.' Derek mouthed silently to her, and she did to be filled there in public. She started sliding on Freddie, her rhythm soon matching the driving bass line. Hundreds of hands caressing the two as they fucked standing in the middle of a crowd. As the set ended, she clung shuddering to Freddie, feeling the drips fall from around his softening cock. Her legs were still trembling as Derek walked them the long ways back to the Hotel, Hayley never thought to question him.

The sex that night was far more extreme than Hayley had ever imagined, and far more pleasurable.

Then days later in the shuttle, Hayley nearly succumbed. She looked at the two pilots as they prepared to dock with the station she had chosen as a target, realizing this was the third time they would be here.

< What am I supposed to do? >

< Whatever you want. We can suggest, we can guide, we provide you with skills and options, but you as the Host have control. You sister, you are at the controls, we are just along for the ride. >

< What? What about all the times one of you takes over? When one of you does, or says something? >

< Child, that is because you let us. You step out of the way, more than once you pulled one of us up to deal with something you didn't want to handle. >

< But! I was never a leader, but I also would never yield total control, as... as I... >

< As you have done to Derek? The transition is harsh, you took wounds to your spirit. Then as you delayed your choice, as you wouldn't even let yourself hear of the choice, your wounds grew deeper. Some wounds may heal, some might never heal, as new as you are they can also grow deeper. You, child, might still be at risk of becoming an echo. Surrender yourself to enough of the echoes, or even to this Derek, and you could lose yourself. >

< Lose myself? What would happen if I did lose myself? >

< You would be gone. We would battle for supremacy, and the winner would assume your body. You have much left to do, but this body would become a fine Warrior with some effort. >

< So, you just take over? >

< Of course sister, you will be gone, so it will be like a years long party. Then when the end comes we leave the body where someone will discover it and become the next Host. >

< That works? >

< Any body can be host. Sentient or not. I was particularly enamored of the years we spent as a raptor, flying high over the mountains, that was a fascinating series of lives. Dying, to be reborn, as the next consumes our remains. Only to fly again. >

< Bah! I hated the flying years! It was always far more fun in one of the empty hosts, exploring the cities, the art and culture. Why do you think there are so few that accept to join us? It is far more common to be wounded and become an echo, than it is to become something more. >

Sounding almost petulant, M!Tekk added,

< I really enjoyed the lives as a Shark. >

<Of course you did! > <We know, we know...> were the chorus in reply.

Hayley could feel the attraction in giving up, in just surrendering, it would be so easy. At the same time, she could see the easy comradery that the three had built.

Decision made, she dressed in her suit. A pause making her realized, that it really wasn't Tyra's anymore, it truly was THEIR suit. She reached out a mental hug to her other selves and stepped onto the dock to join the pilots waiting there. Her new determination filling her.

"Boys? I am not going to lie to you. It has been wonderful and the two of you shall always hold a place in my memories and heart. But here is where I get off."

"Told you so Freddie, didn't I?"

"Yeah, you did. Just another gold digger looking for a sugar daddy."

"So Freddie, just keep it between ourselves from now on? Skip the sluts I say."

"Sorry boys. Nothing personal, and it HAS been fun, dear gods, you nearly broke me." She gave a laugh that trailed off into awkwardness. She felt a pang at their disappointment and disgust, as the two glared at her and she waved goodbye.

"Have a good life." Came their sarcastic goodbye.

< Do not worry Sister. They are merely Males, their job done, it would be time they leave anyways. >

< Of course they would depart! No true warrior would dabble with child rearing! >

< Come now M!Tekk, didn't your people just drop eggs where ever they were when the urge hit? >

< Of course! That is so much more efficient then this wasted energy. Just let the children raise themselves, then teach the few that prove superior and reach adulthood. >

< Every kit is precious! >

Dear gods, they were at it again.

Wait... What?

< What do you mean their job is done? >

< Sister! What else could it mean? We are having a kit! >

< What self-respecting warrior would burden themselves with such things? >

< A child to teach the mysteries to! Before they ruin their body with chemicals and sloth! >

Still in shock, Hayley tuned them and their bickering out. A child?

Turning she vanished into the maze of corridors. Working her way down a spiraling corridor as the G force gradually increased. Once it got to about 0.5G the corridor ended in a lobby full of elevators and transit shuttle terminals.

The Tap, already hard at work moving her identity to this station and keeping security unaware.

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