Jan 142015

Hyun had been through one long ass day. A lube dispenser at Best Tit leaked a hundred liters of high grade synthetic fruit lube right onto the dance floor. The owner wouldn’t shut down while Hyun fixed it which meant he had to watch seven hours of some of the biggest tits he had ever seen shake, jiggle and bounce for eager customers. It was damn hard to concentrate and the job took an hour longer than it should have. The owner was pissed and Hyun was left with an erection that he couldn’t do anything about while on the job.

It was just another day as a lube dispenser repair man on Pleasure Station Sigma.

Hyun smelled like fruit flavored lube and he was exhausted. He was ready to go back to his residential cube and take a laser shower. He was looking forward to eating some leftover Spank-Rice as he watched tonight’s Ass-Fucker Tournament. He was dying to fall into his comfort chair and stay there until morning.

His strut had other ideas. Usually Hyun would just jack off during the Ass-Fucker tournament but all those tits had gotten to him. He wanted a little contact. He worked long hours and had finished a dirty job; he deserved a little extra pleasure.

Not too much though. Hyun was saving his earnings to buy one a new Virtual Slut. He had to think about the long term. It was better to get something cheap to get off tonight so he could afford something that would get him off for months. You don’t have to be smart with your money on this station.

That ruled out any of the brothels near his home on O-Deck. Beds were way out of his price range. That also ruled out Delivery Escorts, dinner at Fuck Plate and a splash at Gillians-4-U. No, he needed something cheap and dirty. Besides, he was really too tired to enjoy anything fancy. Shit, he might be too tired to fuck.

He saw what he needed. A Mouth Parlor had opened on his corridor.

The Mouth Parlor was seven chairs facing a wall. Behind each wall was a living being. Pictures of the beings hung on the wall and Pleasure Station Sigma law guaranteed that the person on the picture was behind the wall. Hyun wasn’t sure how strictly enforced that was but right now he was too horny to care.

He passed by the male beings and looked for a female. He was passed two of the women because they were species of aliens that had small breasts. He wouldn’t get to touch the tits of the Mouth Parlor employee but he wanted to know they were there.

One seat was taken by a red alien while another seat was taken by a thin human woman. He took a look at the beings sucking them to see if he was willing to wait. A man was sucking the man and something shaped like a bumpy slug was licking the woman. He passed them both.

On the last spot was just what he was looking for. A plump human brunette with even plumper breasts was displayed on the monitor screen. The monitor showed a quick video of the woman licking her lips while she squeezed her breasts.

Hyun pressed his hand to the pay screen. Sensors identified him, accessed his station credits and made a deduction.

He pulled down his pants and sat in the chair. Motors activated as the chair molded to his physical characteristics. The back of the chair reclined as part of the wall extended towards his lap. He felt his lap tingle as an opaque force field covered the lower half of his body.

Hyun realized his strut probably tasted like fruit lube. He realized he should have washed before coming. Oh well, it was too late now.

Lips kissed the tip of his strut. His hand reflexively went to grab her head but the force field stopped him.

The lips kissed down the length of his strut. He felt naked breasts brush against her legs. His eyes snapped to the monitor display and the busty brunette it showed. Yes, they felt like those tits.

A tongue licked his balls and Hyun shuddered. His strut throbbed and he let out a groan. Fuck, didn’t need much foreplay. Seven hours at Best Tits had done that.

The woman sucking him seemed to agree. She leaned against his thigh and he felt her breasts pressed against him. Her lips opened and slipped down over his strut. She swallowed him and sat up with his strut in her mouth.

“Fuck!” Hyun cried out. A passing by woman laughed at him. He gave her a thumbs up before turning his attention back to the mouth.

The woman’s lips rose up and down over the length of his strut. Her tongue flicked at him as she sucked. Her breasts stayed on his lap as her head moved up and down.

Hyun reached for her but the force field stopped him. He didn’t care; he had to try. He just wanted something to hold onto.

The woman’s mouth began to swivel. Her tongue did something clever. Her lips opened and spit ran down his strut and onto his balls.

Hyun groaned. He felt his orgasm coming. He didn’t want it to be over so quickly but at the same time, the speed was certainly a sign of the quality of the strut sucking. He was getting his money’s worth.

The woman choked on his cock. He knew it was an act it pushed him over the edge. His strut erupted and the woman sealed her lips around him. His strut kept pumping seed and the woman swallowed it all.

When he was completely drained, he felt her lips leave him. The force field retracted and his seat returned to the upright position. He sat there and shuddered for a few more seconds.

The seat chimed and the display monitor went blank. Hyun got the hint. He stood up and pulled his pants up. The previous customers were gone and three males had taken their place. He spent a moment wondering how profitable the Mouth Parlor was.

His stomach growled and Hyun headed home. He had some Spank-Rice waiting for him.

  4 Responses to “Fiction: Mouth Parlor”

  1. I wonder what the aftertaste of Spank-Rice is?

  2. Damn! This one is going into my favourites…

    xx Dee

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