Maya 2

Story by wbwolf on SoFurry

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#2 of Maya

After writing Maya, it took about a year before I figured I'd do the opposite and show Maya with a female. To mix things up, I tried writing from the opposite view point as well.

Written 2011


Despite her best efforts, the dust of the mines clung to Opal's boots and jumpsuit. It got everywhere in the barracks and the air recycler system could only do so much. it hung thick in the air, giving everything a slightly yellowish haze. The Company tried to run this place like a military barracks, but they soon gave up on trying to keep the place spotless; it was a lost cause.

Granted, most of the Spacer miners, like Opal herself, had spent some time in the military, so strict discipline and lack of privacy was nothing new. But at least on the space cruisers, there were ports of call to relieve all sort of vices. Opal snorted to herself, hell, there wasn't hardly any ships at all coming to this rock out in the middle nowhere except the occasional freighter to haul the stuff she and her crew were digging out to hell knew where. She didn't care; the pay was good because she was good. Her compact size and strong build that made her a natural for deep space also made her for getting into tight places the beefcake couldn't fit.

But she was still a woman with needs, and after a few months, she was looking forward to this R&R. A 72-hour pass to do whatever the hell she pleased. And the first thing after she got cleaned up was heading down to relieving that stirring in her loins. She hoped that it was worth the credits to meeting with the pleasure creature; even if it was a construct, it had to be better than toys the company had before.

Opal noticed, as she was walking do the long corridor to the pleasure quarter that the haze and dust had diminished greatly; it was almost clean. As much as the Company spent on making these creatures, it was little surprise that they spent a little extra to at least keep that part clean. Soon, she came to gate with a vid screen advertising "Maya" in lurid colors. Typical brothel, Opal though. Quickly, she checked to see that Maya was available and inserted her credit tube into the receptacle. This better be worth the 400 creds...

The gate wooshed open and Opal walked down the rest of hallway, her boots thumping against the grating hollowly. Opal had heard that the pleasure unit was pretty good and took care of any need, but she wasn't entirely sure what to expect. Eventually, she came to the end with another door. She pushed the button and the door lifted up. The sight that met Opal's eyes wasn't what she was expecting. It was a circular room and to one side was a bed. Opal knew that the pleasure unit looked like a vixen with russet fur, dark brown fur on her feet, hands and ear tips, and a white tipped tail. However, Opal had never came into a pleasure house to find the occupant... reading.

Or trying to. The vixen had her black nose almost to the page of a worn paper book, her eyebrows drawn in concentration so hard, she hadn't heard Opal enter. Opal cleared her throat, especially since it was her credits that were ticking. The vixen looked startled and hastily closed the book, tossing it under the bed.

"Oh, I'm sorry," the vixen got off the bed, and settled into an inviting strut that seemed her natural walk, "I didn't hear you come in. My name is Maya. What do you desire?"

While Opal preferred a man, she noted that Maya's barely there clothes didn't hide the fact that she might serve just as well. "I need to get fucked and badly. Do you think you manage?" she asked roughly.

Maya smiled and her ears turned a little pink. "I can do whatever you need. Just tell me and I will do it."

"I haven't had a real dick in about a year--" (though some tempting offers since then, Opal though to herself) "--so if you can manage that, I'd be satisfied." Opal then stepped up to Maya to feel for herself if what she thought was there. Opal wasn't that tall, but Maya was still a good head shorter than her. Still, Maya didn't seem to resist her somewhat rough handling and when Opal found Maya's crotch she was gratified to find a hardening member straining against the cloth.

But as she was rubbing Maya, Opal discovered that the feel of Maya's fur and full breasts felt just as good as the cock. It has been so long since she had felt anything besides rock and metal, that the softness of the fur was almost a shock. But there was something else. While Maya didn't seem to resist, Opal felt a slight tremble in this creature.

Opal stopped for a second and looked into Maya's eyes. There was a flicker of intelligence there that made Opal reconsider her approach. She needed to get fucked badly, yes, but this was still a living... creature? Opal was tough, but not heartless.

"My name is Opal," she said softly. Maya nodded in understanding. Opal then had the impulse to kiss that strange muzzle and feeling was not unpleasant. But the touch of their lips just made her pussy ache anew. She motioned for Maya to get out the little clothes she had, and Opal quickly got rid of her jumpsuit. Opal felt a little strange standing naked, the metal of the floor underneath the thin carpet quickly moving to her now bare feet.

Maya looked a little strange but now very alluring; heavy breasts covered in russet fur and white blaze down the center topped with black nipples, hard with excitement. The white blaze pointed directly to a stiff human shaped black prick with her flowered labia behind. The last part surprised Opal a little, but that dick looked very delicious now. She grabbed Maya's member and gave it some more strokes to make sure she was good and ready. "Finger my pussy," she whispered into Maya's ear.

Maya complied, the rough pads of her fingertips felt electric against her clit. Opal let out a gasp and continued to stroke the warm cock and soon felt beads of pre on the tip. In her state, she knew she didn't need much more and Maya seemed ready.

Opal guided Maya over to the bed and directed Maya to lay down. Opal then straddled Maya. Opal grabbed Maya's dick and pressed against her pussy. Despite her need, it had been so long that she could only ease herself slowly on the invading pole. But the feeling of warm flesh was delicious. Finally, she hilted and rested a little.

Opal's focus returned to Maya, who seemed a little passive throughout this. As Opal just savored the feeling of being full of cock, she reached down behind her and found Maya's pussy. She decided to return the favor by playing with her clit. That finally earned a moan of pleasure from Maya's lips and she bucked her hips into Opal. Opal smiled and kept up the stimulation, knowing just where to rub. The reward, in turn, was Maya started to thrust into Opal, causing her to moan in pleasure.

Finally it was too much and Opal had to lean over. This caused her much smaller breasts rub against Maya's. The feeling was electric for both, their hard nipples rubbing against the other, and Maya's fur against Opal's increasingly sweaty bare skin. By now, both were thrusting back and forth, Maya's hips slamming into Opal's and their breathing was showing they were close to release. Opal finally let a high-pitched keen as her entire body flooded with long denied pleasure. Maya continued to thrust into Opal and Opal's body did everything to encourage her.

Opal came down a little, but she didn't want it to stop just yet. "Get up, " she whispered to Maya. Opal then got on fours and presented her pussy to Maya. Maya had no problem this time and she quickly hilted into Opal and resumed her rhythm. This time, her tail and tits swung freely as she rutted Opal. It didn't take long for another wave of orgasm to flood through her, and she could feel Maya's cock seem to get even larger.

Unexpectedly, Maya leaned over and roughly grabbed Opal breasts, her own tits smooshed against Opal's back. That sent Opal over for a third time. Then she felt Maya's cock twitch and pulse as it pumped out its spunk. That caused both of them let go a sigh of contentment and release.

After staying in the afterglow for a moment, Maya then withdrew. Opal beckoned Maya over and gave her a small kiss "Thank you."

Maya was nonplussed for a moment and tilted her head. "Why? I was only doing my job...."

Opal chuckled, "No you did more than your job." Opal ran a calloused hand through her short-cropped brown hair, now very sweaty. "You satisfied me in a way not thought possible."

Maya tilted her head the other way, obviously confused. Opal was a little uncertain how she felt herself. Yeah, Maya was there for her carnal needs, but something she couldn't quite put her finger on made her like this... whatever she was. Opal checked the time on the chronograph over the door. She could either hurry up and get cleaned up, or spend another 400 creds...

"What were doing when I came in?" Opal asked conversational, deciding that spending the money was worth her curiosity.

Maya's ears flattened at the sudden question, now looking embarrassed in a way parading around in hardly anything couldn't do. "Trying to read..." she whispered.

"And where did you find a book out here, a paper one no less?"

Maya still whispered, "From one of the other guys... Mike." Opal didn't know any Mikes but that didn't mean much around here; each of the work crews pretty much kept to themselves. "He gave it to me so that I could do something other than just waiting... but I don't think The Company ever thought of having me read. It's very hard."

Opal was moderately impressed that Maya, built for pleasure, was doing something to improve herself. Though, it's little surprise that Maya would be embarrassed by someone finding out, since intelligent whores don't last long; they either move on to something better or a dumb brute gets resentful and-- Opal didn't want to finish that thought. "Come, let's get cleaned up and then I think I want to return the favor you gave me."

Maya confusedly trailed Opal to the showering unit where they quickly cleaned each other. Opal then retrieved her clothes and quickly put them on. She then grabbed the chair and pulled it up next to the bed, where she directed Maya to sit. Maya had put on her top but hadn't put on her briefs. "Show me the book," Opal asked gently.

Maya hesitantly fished the book from under the bed. Opal let out a little chuckle. "No wonder you were having such a hard time. This is a book from the 20th century; nothing like that on this asteroid." The cover was extremely worn and the pages yellow but Opal could still faintly make out Fun With Dick and Jane on the cover. "Tell you what, I'll read the book to you, and maybe that will help you read it on your own."

Maya's ears perked up and suddenly hugged Opal, "Thank you." Opal hugged Maya back. She knew she would have to come back soon. And not just because she can get a good fucking, either. She'd be visiting with a friend.