Sex in Space

Aurora peered through the screen at the scenery before her.

Earth, hundreds of kilometres below, surrounded by a thousand pin-pricks of stars.

“Are you ready?” Theodore stepped closer, his hand on her hip. She twisted her head, planted a kiss on his lips. The two of them were to be the first to ever have sex in space, and were surrounded by cameras, set up in every possible location so nothing could be missed.

Aurora imagined it was like being a porn star, and the idea turned her on more than she would’ve expected. “I’m ready.”

“Let’s get busy then.”

Aurora unbuttoned her blouse, and unclipped her bra, pushing both off her arms to float to the ground. Now free of the restriction of a bra her breasts were perky in the low-gravity environment. They seemed larger, and yet also felt lighter, and she rolled her shoulders, appreciating the lack of weight on her shoulders.

Theodore grinned, kneeling slightly to suck on a nipple. She grabbed his head, not onyl to weave her fingers through his hair, but also to keep herself steady. They weren’t in a no-gravity area, but the low levels of gravity still meant things didn’t have the same stability as they otherwise would have.

Theodore’s hands slipped into Aurora’s pants, his fingertips grazing her clit.

It felt amazing. There was something different about the air around her that she couldn’t quite put her finger on, until she remembered that her hair was floating about her head instead of hanging straight down her back. It created a tingling effect, which simply added to the arousal already building in her body.

Theodore dropped to his knees, sliding her trousers over her thighs. She leaned back to free a foot and over-balanced, sinking slowly to the floor.

They both giggled.

Aurora pulled off her trousers and underwear seated on the floor. Theodore kicked off his own, and ended up bumping on the ceiling before he too drifted to the floor.

He crawled over to her on all fours, delving between her legs, and she had to push back against the wall so he she didn’t end up sliding across the floor. His tongue was just as skilled though, pressure where she needed pressure, and exactly the right amount of it.

Pleasure spiralled.

Her spine tingled.

She thrust her hips, angling them to give him better access, and instead pushed him back, his arms faltering as he tried to pull himself back, her clit suddenly left cold. She groaned, desperate for the release that was so close, and fingered herself while she waited for him to come back.

Before he’d managed it she’d come, juices trailing up her legs.

He came closer and pushed her against the wall, easing his cock inside with a couple of short sharp thrusts.

He felt so good. Stretching her in just the right way, his cock giving her the satisfaction she’d been waiting for as she fantasised about this moment, and what it might be like.

“Damn.” She groaned, wrapping her arms and legs around him.

He started to thrust, the action pushing them both from the floor. He grabbed her hips, holding her as his cock pistoned in and out as they floated around the room.

Aurora closed her eyes.

She often felt like this during orgasm—that sense of weightlessness, the loss of awareness of anything but her and her sexual partner—but now she was experiencing it for real it was disorientating.

Theodore wrapped his arms tighter around her, one around her waist, the other around a shoulder, holding the back of her head as he pressed his lips against hers.

She could do nothing but hold on as his thrusts increased, his desperation for release obvious.

She slid a hand between their bodies, her legs and other arm still holding on for dear life. She rubbed her clit with her thumb, forcing herself to focus on the sensations, the press of their bodies, the thrill of his touch. Soon another orgasm spiralled through her, moaning as he gasped his own orgasm to the room.

They floated to the floor, still clinging to one another, panting.

The intercom crackled. “How was it?”

Aurora and Theodore’s gazes met.

“Weird.” The spoke simultaneously, then laughed.

“Very, very weird.”

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So, I did a little bit of research for this story, and among the many things I found was this article…

Have people had sex in space? I guess only the astronauts know that one. Needless to say, my story is completely imaginary.

If you’d like to read some of my other stories (which are based firmly on Earth), you can do that here: