Captain Lira Voss gazed out the viewport of the starship Aurora, her emerald eyes reflecting the swirling colors of the nebula ahead. It was January 11, 2026, by Earth reckoning, though time felt irrelevant this far into the galaxy. At 32, Lira commanded the vessel with an iron will forged in the academies of New Terra. Her uniform hugged her athletic frame, the sleek black fabric accentuating her full breasts and toned hips. Beneath it, her skin was pale from years in space, marked only by a faint scar across her abdomen from a pirate skirmish. Her short, raven hair framed a face of sharp features, and her mind raced with the thrill of discovery. The Aurora was on a mission to chart the uncharted—specifically, the forbidden sector of Epsilon Eridani, rumored to hold ancient alien artifacts that could bend reality itself.
Beside her stood Engineer Sera Kane, a 28-year-old prodigy with sun-kissed skin from her colony world origins. Sera’s jumpsuit was unzipped halfway, revealing the curve of her ample cleavage and a lacy bra that hinted at her rebellious spirit. Her long, auburn waves cascaded down her back, and her hazel eyes sparkled with mischief. She handled the ship’s quantum drives with the same precision she applied to her personal pleasures—intense, innovative, and unapologetic. The two women had shared bunks more than once during long hauls, their bodies entwining in zero-gravity trysts that left them breathless.
Completing the bridge crew was Pilot Jax Harlan, a rugged 35-year-old veteran with a chiseled jaw and piercing blue eyes. His flight suit clung to his muscular build, broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist, and the bulge of his manhood was never far from notice after shifts. Jax had joined the crew after a stint in the interstellar marines, bringing stories of distant worlds and a reputation for stamina that intrigued both women. Tension had simmered between the three for months—stolen glances, accidental brushes in tight corridors, and late-night shifts where conversations turned flirtatious.
As the Aurora pierced the nebula’s edge, alarms blared. “Anomalous energy signatures,” Sera reported, her fingers dancing over the console. The ship shuddered, pulled toward a derelict alien structure floating amid the gas clouds—a massive, crystalline obelisk pulsing with ethereal light. “It’s emitting some kind of field. Gravitational pull increasing!”
Jax gripped the controls, muscles flexing. “Hold on, ladies. I’m diverting power to thrusters.” But it was too late. The ship docked involuntarily, sealing to the obelisk’s hull. Scans revealed breathable atmosphere inside, and curiosity overrode caution. “We explore,” Lira decided, her voice steady but laced with excitement. “Suit up.”
The trio donned exosuits—form-fitting armor that enhanced strength and provided life support, but left little to the imagination with their translucent panels over vital areas. They entered the obelisk through an airlock that irised open like a living orifice. Inside, the air hummed with energy, walls glowing with bioluminescent veins. Chambers branched off like a labyrinth, filled with artifacts: floating orbs, holographic projectors, and pedestals holding crystalline devices.
In the central chamber, they found it—a massive crystal throne, radiating warmth. “This must be the core,” Sera whispered, her breath fogging the visor. As they approached, the throne activated, bathing them in a golden light. The exosuits malfunctioned, panels retracting to expose skin, leaving them in minimal underlayers: Lira in a sheer bodysuit that clung to her curves, Sera in her lacy lingerie, and Jax in tight briefs that outlined his growing erection.
“What the hell?” Jax growled, but his eyes lingered on the women’s bodies. The light intensified, and a wave of sensation washed over them—not pain, but pleasure. It was as if the alien tech amplified their desires, heightening senses. Lira felt a tingle between her thighs, her nipples hardening against the fabric. Sera bit her lip, her hand unconsciously drifting to her breast. Jax’s cock twitched visibly, straining.
“The artifact… it’s psychoreactive,” Sera analyzed, voice husky. “It responds to thoughts, emotions. Our proximity is triggering it.” The throne pulsed, projecting faint holograms of entwined figures—ancient aliens in ecstatic poses.
Lira stepped forward, drawn irresistibly. “We need to understand it.” She sat on the throne, and energy surged. Her body arched, a moan escaping her lips as invisible forces caressed her. The bodysuit dissolved in places, exposing her shaved pussy, already glistening. “Oh gods… it’s inside me,” she gasped, though nothing physical touched her. Phantom sensations probed her depths, filling her with warmth.
Sera rushed to her side, hands on Lira’s thighs. “Captain, are you okay?” But the energy transferred, making Sera’s skin flush. She leaned in, kissing Lira deeply, tongues intertwining. Their breasts pressed together, nipples rubbing through thin fabric. Jax watched, transfixed, his hand stroking his bulge.
“Join us,” Lira commanded, eyes dark with lust. Jax approached, shedding his briefs. His cock sprang free—thick, veined, at least eight inches, the head swollen and leaking pre-cum. Sera eyed it hungrily, breaking the kiss to kneel before him. “I’ve wanted this,” she murmured, taking him into her mouth. Her lips stretched around the girth, tongue swirling the tip. Jax groaned, hands in her hair, guiding her deeper.
Lira watched, fingers slipping between her legs. She rubbed her clit in circles, juices flowing as the throne amplified every touch. “Sera, taste him for me.” Sera bobbed her head, sucking wetly, saliva dripping down his shaft. Jax thrust gently, fucking her mouth, balls tightening.
The energy field expanded, pulling them closer. Lira stood, pressing against Jax’s back, her hands roaming his chest. She nipped his ear, whispering, “Fuck her while I watch.” Jax lifted Sera onto the throne’s edge, her legs spreading wide. Her pussy was pink and wet, lips parted invitingly. He rubbed his cockhead against her entrance, teasing.
Sera moaned, “Please, Jax… fill me.” He thrust in, burying himself to the hilt. She cried out, walls clenching around him. The alien tech made it feel doubled—vibrations pulsing along his length. Jax pumped steadily, hands on her hips, pulling her onto him. Sera’s breasts bounced with each thrust, and Lira leaned down to suck one nipple, biting gently.
The chamber echoed with their sounds: wet slaps, moans, gasps. Sera came first, body convulsing, squirting onto Jax’s cock. “Yes! Fuck!” she screamed, juices soaking his thighs. He didn’t stop, pounding harder, chasing his release.
Lira positioned herself behind Sera, fingers delving into her ass, probing the tight ring. “You like that?” she asked, inserting a digit, then two. Sera nodded frantically, overwhelmed. The throne enhanced it, making her feel filled beyond reality.
Jax pulled out, cock slick, and turned to Lira. “Your turn, Captain.” He bent her over the throne’s arm, ass up. Her pussy dripped in anticipation. He entered her roughly, stretching her wide. Lira gasped, pushing back. “Harder, pilot. Make me yours.”
Sera recovered, kneeling to lick where they joined—tongue flicking Lira’s clit and Jax’s balls. The sensation drove Lira wild, her orgasm building fast. She clenched around him, milking his cock. “I’m cumming!” she yelled, body shaking, gushing over Sera’s face.
Jax groaned, pulling out to stroke himself. Ropes of cum shot across Lira’s back, hot and thick. But they weren’t done. The energy reinvigorated them, erections returning instantly, sensitivities heightened.
Sera straddled Lira on the throne, their pussies grinding together in a scissoring motion. Wet folds slid, clits rubbing deliciously. Jax watched, fisting his cock, then joined by positioning behind Sera. He entered her ass slowly, the tight heat enveloping him. Sera moaned into Lira’s mouth, the double stimulation overwhelming.
They moved in sync: Sera grinding on Lira while Jax thrust into her ass. Hands everywhere—Lira pinching Sera’s nipples, Jax spanking her cheeks. Orgasms chained: Sera first, ass clenching around Jax, triggering his release inside her. Cum dripped out as he withdrew, and Lira lapped it up, tongue delving into Sera’s holes.
The trio rotated. Jax lay back on the throne, Lira mounting his face. His tongue plunged into her pussy, lapping greedily. Sera rode his cock reverse cowgirl, ass facing Lira. The women kissed, hands on each other’s breasts, pinching and twisting.
Lira ground on Jax’s mouth, juices coating his chin. “Eat me, Jax. Make me squirt.” He sucked her clit, fingers curling inside. She exploded, flooding his face. Sera bounced harder, pussy gripping him, her own climax hitting as she rubbed her clit furiously.
Exhausted but insatiable, they formed a chain: Jax fucking Lira doggy-style while she ate Sera’s pussy. Lira’s tongue swirled Sera’s folds, sucking the swollen nub. Jax’s thrusts pushed Lira deeper into Sera. The chamber amplified echoes of their moans, creating a symphony of lust.
Sera came on Lira’s face, grinding hard. Lira followed, pussy spasming around Jax. He pulled out, cumming on Lira’s ass, the white streams glistening under the lights.
Hours passed in a blur of positions. Jax took both women side by side, alternating thrusts—deep in Lira, then Sera, comparing their tightness. They double-teamed him: Lira sucking his cock while Sera rimmed his ass, tongue probing.
In a finale, they stacked: Sera on bottom, Lira on top, Jax entering them alternately from behind. His cock slid from one pussy to the other, slick with mixed juices. Hands and mouths explored—fingers in asses, bites on necks.
Climaxes peaked simultaneously. Sera squirted first, soaking the throne. Lira followed, body quaking. Jax roared, filling Sera with his load, then pulling out to paint Lira’s thighs.
As the energy faded, suits reformed, the throne dimmed. They staggered back to the Aurora, bodies sore but satisfied. The artifact’s secrets unlocked new bonds—threesomes became routine on long voyages, desires explored without inhibition.
Back on the ship, that night, they reconvened in Lira’s quarters. No tech needed; their chemistry sufficed. Lira lay between them, Sera’s fingers in her pussy, Jax’s cock in her mouth. They took turns, Jax fucking Sera while Lira watched, masturbating. Then Lira rode Jax, Sera sitting on his face.
Orgasms flowed: Lira cumming on Jax’s cock, Sera on his tongue. They switched, Sera deepthroating him while Lira licked her. Cum shared in kisses, bodies entwined.
Missions continued, but the nebula’s embrace lingered—a catalyst for endless passion. In zero-g, they floated, Jax thrusting into Lira while Sera floated below, licking. On planetside excursions, under alien suns, they indulged in open-air threesomes, risks heightening thrills.
One such planet: crystalline beaches under dual moons. They stripped, Jax entering Lira from behind as she bent over a rock, Sera kneeling to suck her clit. Waves of alien tide lapped their feet, mirroring their rhythms.
Back aboard, experiments escalated. Using ship tools—vibrating probes from engineering, restraints from cargo—they bound Lira spread-eagle, Jax and Sera teasing her for hours. Tongues, fingers, cocks—toys mimicking the artifact’s touch.
Sera dominated one night, strapping on a harness, fucking Lira while Jax took her ass. Double penetration drove Lira to multiple squirting orgasms, soaking the bed.
Jax’s turn: he commanded them on knees, cocksucking contest—who could deepthroat longer. Winners got fucked first. Laughter mixed with moans.
Intimacy deepened. Tender moments: slow lovemaking, Jax inside Sera missionary, Lira caressing them both. Shared climaxes, whispers of affection.
The crew’s secret fueled efficiency—stress relieved, focus sharpened. Rumors spread in ports, but they cared not. Their odyssey was one of exploration: stars outside, bodies within.
Years later, the nebula’s gift remained, desires eternal in the void.
