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“I can’t believe you.” Constance snapped again.
Dole looked around the corridor and put his hand on her back. She pulled away
from his touch, but still walked toward the hatch for the Zero G Observation
Deck even though she knew why they were going and what was going to happen. He
considered that a small victory at least.

“I’m sorry. I thought he was bluffing.”

“Tell me the truth.”

“Excuse me,” Dole said as they stopped outside the hatch
marked CLOSED FOR REPAIRS.

“I have forgiven you for everything you put us through and
I am sticking by you through everything including this, but I want all the
truth. No more lies. Tell me everything you left out about this lost bet.”

Dole swallowed. “I thought I could beat him and be off
outside duty.”

“What else?”

“He offered me sex with Skyler Spence, if I won too.”

Constance narrowed her eyes at Dole. “Unbelievable, Dole.
Did she even know you were betting our asses over metal work?”

“I don’t think so. Stern has her for two … payments and was
going to reduce it to one with me, if I won.”

“So you were trying save her, huh?” Constance rolled her
eyes.

“No, truth is I was being selfish and made another gamble
that pulled us both down again.”

Dole looked down. Constance put her hand on the side of his
face and kissed him on the mouth. “I forgive you again.”

“Thank you, Constance.”

She pinched his earlobe and he yelped. “I still might make
a bet with a service robot one day to stick something in one of your holes, so
watch out.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

They opened the hatch and stepped through. As it closed
behind them, they felt the weight leave them and they floated up toward the
commander looking up through the plastic dome around them. He was only wearing
shorts and a tee shirt.

Constance’s shirt billowed out and Dole was able to see the
shape of her breasts free of gravity. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Dole thought
Stern could see the same view from above and he wasn’t looking at the stars
anymore.

“Welcome. I’m glad you came.”

“This is a one time deal,” Constance said. “There will be no
more threats of my husband for the remainder of this trip for any reason. There
will be no repeat performances. I am off the table for all future bets and so
is my husband’s cock and any of your bitches’ pussies. Are we clear?”

“Crystal.” Stern smiled.

“I am doing this, we’ll have sex, and I’ll make you cum,
but I’m not your whore,” Constance said. “You don’t get to do anything to me
that I don’t want done. No means no and I don’t have to say it twice. I will eject
your dick into space, if you try anything outside my rules. Got it?”

“I do,” Stern said.

Dole turned in the air and swam against the air particles
toward the hatch. “I’ll meet you back at our cabin.”

“Like hell,” Constance said.

Dole stopped and twisted. His head was pointed toward the
hatch, so the dome looked like a curved floor and his wife and the commander
looked like they were upside down. “What?”

“This is your bet,” she said. “You lost it. Watching this
happen is part of your punishment. So get comfortable.”

“You want me to watch?” Dole said.

“Fine by me.” Stern said. He took off his shirt showing his
rippled chest and abs. He balled it and tossed it through the air like an
errant meteor.

Constance took off her shirt showing her hovering breasts.
Stern whistled. She tossed it the other direction. “You can start by fetching
those. Get to work, Dole. Everyone on the ship does his job and right now this
is yours. And before you get it in your head that this might turn into a threesome,
it won’t. You are off sex until we are on the planet.”

Dole swam toward Stern’s shirt through the air. “You can’t
be serious. That’s three months.”

“Three months if I don’t slow down the ship,” Stern said.

“You deserve to be punished,” Constance said.

Dole caught the tee shirt and it smelled like him. Dole
decided he liked the faint scent of pigs in the air a bit more. His feet
touched the dome and he kicked off to cross over faster.

When he looked, he saw his wife jerk down Stern’s shorts
off his feet in the air. His cock was rock hard and sticking out like a rocket
ready to launch. Dole was good with estimates of length from his line of work.
Stern had to be twelve inches if he was an inch. Dole could get six inches on
his best day. Stern was at least three times thicker than Dole too.

Constance was floating away, so she grabbed hold of Stern’s
cock and pulled herself back toward him. He moaned and licked his lips.
Constance tossed the shorts down past her feet. “Get those too, Rambler
Gambler.”

Dole continued across the deck toward his wife’s shirt. As
he stretched out to grab it, she cupped Stern’s balls and slid her mouth down
over the head of his cock. She kept going further and further down without
stopping. Dole didn’t even know she could do that.

He grabbed her shirt and pulled himself along the deck
plate toward where the shorts had landed and started floating back up again.

Stern put his hand on the back of Constance’s head and
trust. She gagged and pulled off. Droplets of spit floated away. “Don’t do
that. Don’t grab my head.”

“Okay, sorry,” Stern said. “It’s more than you are used to,
I’m guessing.”

She looked down past Stern’s balls at Dole under her. “I
can take it.”

“Don’t hurt yourself. I don’t want you throwing up in here
or anything,” Stern said.

“Is that a challenge? You don’t think I can swallow this
cock?”

***

Stern laughed. “I’m good at reading people. I think you can,
but I’m not sure you will. You don’t want my balls on your chin, I’m guessing.”

“You don’t know shit about what I want or like,” she said.

He shrugged as they twisted in the air with Constance
gripping his balls and slick cock.

He said, “This is the biggest cock you will ever see for
the rest of your life. Enjoy it while you can before it goes back to Earth.”

Dole saw something change on her face. He was floating
toward them, but grabbed the holes in the deck plates to stay below them.

She went down on him and pulled him deep into her mouth.
Her face went purple, but she kept pulling. He slipped past her gag reflex deep
into her throat. Her chin rested on his balls and her nose pressed his tight
belly.

Stern moaned. “Fuck, yeah. Suck that monster cock. That
feels so fucking good. I’m going to cum down your throat and still fuck you
better than your husband does.”

She lifted off and went down balls deep again. She repeated
and worked him with her mouth. Her throat clicked each time he slipped in and
out.

Constance turned her body around with her mouth still on
his cock. Her nose buried into his ball sack. Dole thought she was positioning
for a sixty-nine, but she kept twisting. As she sucked him, she spun around on
his cock in the air with her mouth twisting around his length.

He screamed. “Holy shit, Dole. You have never felt anything
like this. This is fucking amazing. I feel her rubbing every inch of my cock in
her mouth all the way down her throat. No one gets blown like this on Earth.”

Dole saw his wife’s tongue sliding in and out of her mouth
as she spun on Stern’s cock. Stern grabbed her legs as she swung by his face
and he spun her harder. He started thrusting again as she twisted around him
with her mouth and she didn’t stop him this time.

Stern stopped her suddenly. She raised off his spit-coated
cock and looked down the length of her body at him. He pulled of her pants and
her panties and threw them in two different directions.

Constance looked at Dole as she stroked Stern’s cock by her
cheek. “Fetch, Dole.”

He kicked off to obey.

Stern took a double handful of her ass and spread her open
to begin licking. Her ass cheeks rippled in the zero gravity as Stern devoured
her pussy.

Contance’s eyes rolled up in her head and her groans echoed
off the dome. She yelled. “Oh, God, even his tongue is bigger than yours, Dole.
He is licking me places you never touched me before.”

Dole reached her panties and snatched them out of the air
as he flew by. He twisted so his feet would touch the dome instead of his head.

Constance moaned. “Yes, more. Lick my clit. Oh, all the way
down. Lick my slut ass too. Oh, shit. I am your whore. I am your fucking whore.
Use me like a whore.”

Stern spoke into her pussy. “Suck that cock.”

Constance obliged and bobbed her head as Stern started
pumping her with his thumb.

Dole pushed off the dome in the direction of his wife’s
pants across the room. He brought her panties up to his nose and sniffed as he
watched them pleasure each other. She cut her eyes at Dole in time to catch him
doing it. She winked at Dole with half of Stern’s cock in her mouth.

Stern surprised her by pushing her legs and letting her
spin around on his cock again. She went all the way down on him to maximize his
pleasure. He caught her and worked her with his thumb and tongue again.

“Work that pussy.” She breathed.

“If you can talk, you don’t have enough cock in your
mouth.”

“Is that so?”

“You asked to be my whore. Swallow cock.”

He grabbed her ass and shook her as he licked and fingered.
She groaned and took his cock again. He spun her using his thumb in her to
create the torque. She went around and he caught her again. He started licking
her again. She started licking his balls.

“I love this cock,” Constance said she kissed his balls and
shaft. “I want it inside me. Turn me inside out the way my husband never can.”

Dole caught her pants and stuffed them under his arm with
the rest of their clothes.

Stern slid her down. His cock slipped between her tits. He
stopped for a moment. He stared grinding between them as she held onto his
legs. She laughed and pushed her breasts together for him. His motion became so
vigorous that they started rising toward the apex of the dome. Dole watched as
he floated around the perimeter with their clothes.

“You like those fucking tits on your fat cock?”

“You know I do.”

Stern pulled away from her tits. He held onto her legs
above her knees and started rubbing his shaft in the folds of her pussy. He
pressed the head into her ass crack and slid up and down between her cheeks.

They reached the ceiling and Stern pushed off the dome with
one hand. They started spinning slowly together as they floated back down.

“You find something you like?” Constance asked.

“I know you like this on your pussy and want me inside
you,” he said. “Your sweet ass and this tight pussy around my cock. You deserve
a man that knows how to fill you up properly.”

“Stop talking about it and fuck me already.”

“Is that what you want?”

***