The Pleasure Station (futa/female, female/female)

So after following FP for awhile after joining thanks to Elise Olisbos :8: I have finally decided to take my hand at posting my first story of the erotic nature ever! Please be gentle--or rough, depending on how you like it ;)

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Synopsis: Explore the stories of the women of the Pleasure Station, a space station specifically designed to match women with their BSDP's, or Biological Sexual Desire Profile, counterparts.

Note: FAIRA stands for Female Artificial Intelligence Reproduction Assistance, the AI in charge of overseeing the enjoyment of the acts of sex.

Includes: Female/Female, Futa/female with transformation, tribbing, very light oral, sci-fi, and massive come, hard fucking

I flipped the glowing switch on the wall mount, turning not only the overhead lights on but also pulsating electricity through my nipples and clitoris.

The profile name displayed on the overhead and a brief description that had me shivering as much from the stimulation current as the options presented.

BSDP #230-012a-340493x.2

Alora

Lesbian

I smirked at that. I was only programmed into the quadrants needed for our Female Intercourse Provider clients.

30 years old

Desires: caucasian female seeking lesbian sex, especially tribadism. Would be alright with Temporary Male Genitalia injection instead of strap-on.

It was Day 3 and my last day 3 client--a busty, dark dom with a thick cock I rode emphatically every week for months on end--had insufficient credits to stay on the station and had returned to her home planet after one last long fuck session that lasted for six hours. I could only hope this next client could fill me with the same lasting enthusiasm. I enjoyed the long-term clients and their knowledge of the exact places to hit, but a little flash fun was good every once in awhile as well.

Impatiently, I crossed my legs and the material of the envirosuit squeaked as the muscles shifted. The teasing electric current still zinged through my body, pulsating through my engorged clit.

The vents whirred open to fill the room with pheromones, paused in wait for the client to accept our session.

The comm switch shifted from red to green, letting me know the Female Intercourse Provider was ready to speak to me.

I watched my eyes narrow in coy seduction in the one-way mirror. My day 3 was so close, yet so far away.

"Do you wish the injection, Alora?" I offered benignly, my lip curling into a smile as I spoke in a low purr. Her name came out smokey and smooth from my full lips. My voice was a medium tempo many women found attractive when uttered into their ears.

It was a moment before the response came from the preparation room.

"You're beautiful." A short pause from a soft, sweet voice that made me think of fluffy angel cakes and large, supple breasts. A little softer, swirled with desire, "Show me your skin, please."

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