Charles 5 was overjoyed at how the day went. He had spent the entire afternoon at the float-disc arena and had been beaten nearly every opponent. The one guy who managed to slip a disc past him and into the net was a sandman. Naturally. Still, it was his favorite thing to do and he spent as much time in the arena as he could.

The door of his quarters closed behind him and he stripped off his clothes and stepped straight into the cleanser. The cleanser's warm mist swirled around him, prickling pleasantly across his chest and back. Charles rolled his shoulders under the current and let out a low sigh, feeling the day's exertion melt away. He stayed inside a few seconds longer than necessary, just savoring the feeling before the air jets started.

He stepped out and grabbed a kaftan from the rack, poured himself a drink, and grabbed the circuit remote off the table. Now for some real play time, he thought.

He activated the controls and the alcove on the wall filled with an abstract flurry of colored lights. After a few seconds they coalesced into a shape, and a tall, lanky woman appeared. She wore a two piece outfit that showed off her muscular abs. Charles shook his head. Not his type. He flicked a knob on the control and she dissolved back into colored lights.

The lights flickered and resolved into a younger man. Charles rolled his eyes and flicked the knob again.

The next person to appear from the circuit was a woman. She was shorter and softer than the first candidate. She was a brunette, with flowing, wavy hair. She had on a loose tunic tied at the waist. Charles smiled and set down the control.

He walked over to the alcove and offered her a hand.

"Charles 5. Nice to meet you."

She smiled and replied, "Megan 8."

He glanced down at her palm again. Red. That meant she was in her final year. Charles' own was still green and wouldn't turn red for another year.

"What cycle are you?" he asked.

"Pisces 20."

Charles raised his eyebrows slightly. Pisces had just begun. Carousel was just around the corner.

Megan saw the look on his face and smiled wider. "I renew in four days," she confirmed.

She stepped closer and wrapped her arms around his back. "So my thing is, if I have to be renewed, that means starting all over again from scratch and growing up and... " Her hand slid down between them and found his cock through the kaftan. "I'm going to have to wait a long time before I get fucked again."

She gave him a slow squeeze. "I want to be renewed dripping with cum."

Then she kissed him - hard.

When they broke for air, Charles smiled against her mouth.

"I think I can help with that."

He reached for her waist and unlatched the belt around her tunic and lifted it up over her head. He opened his tunic and shrugged it off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. He leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth and gave it a quick little nibble. She closed her eyes and tipped her head back and moaned.

He switched to her other breast and she reached down and wrapped her hand around his cock, stroking it gently as it firmed up in her hand.

"Ooh, that's a nice cock."

She slid down to her knees and took his cock in her mouth without any hesitation. Charles was impressed. He'd had plenty of women from the circuit over the years, but he couldn't remember one who got straight to it with this kind of eagerness.

Megan kept bobbing her head on his cock while he tangled his hands in her hair. But he didn't want to cum too quickly. He slipped a hand under her chin and gently lifted her off him.

"I'm not going to just give you my cum easily, Megan. I'm gonna give you something to remember."

She looked up at him, flushed and breathing hard. "Oh please... please fuck me."

He took her by the hand and led her over to the couch, then pushed her down onto it. Kneeling in front of her, he spread her thighs apart and dragged his tongue straight across her clit and began to give it long, sloppy licks while she writhed and moaned.

"Oh that's so good. Oh that's it." She reached up with her hands and squeezed her breasts while he ate her. He stuck two fingers in her opening and she arched her back and came hard, her thighs quivering.

He straightened up and moved his cock up to her pussy and entered her while she was still in the throes of her orgasm. He gave her long, slow strokes while she kept thrashing under him, her voice not quite making words and her pussy clenching around his cock.

As the earthquake passed she looked up into his face. "Please cum for me. I want to feel you empty your balls into me."

"Soon enough, Megan."

He kept moving slowly, torturing her and pleasing himself in equal measure. He reached down and grabbed her breasts with his hands and then sped up little by little. It didn't take long before Megan was panting again. She reached down and strummed her clit and then cried out again as another orgasm slammed into her. Charles pulled out and grabbed her arm. "Turn around," he ordered.

She quickly moved to her knees, sticking her ass out for him. He stepped behind her and started rubbing the head of his cock up and down her slit, teasing her.

"Oh you have to fuck me right now! Please! I need your cock in me!"

Charles smiled and plunged home quickly making her cry out in response. He didn't wait this time and started fucking her with strong, quick thrusts. If she wanted his cum, he was going to give it to her.

She started urging him on with monosyllabic praise, "Oh! Oh! Yes! Please! Fuck!"

He could feel himself getting close and let the feelings build and build before finally letting go with a loud groan. He slammed into her one last time and felt his cock jerk deep inside her wet pussy.

Afterward, he collapsed back onto the couch, breathing hard. Megan curled up beside him and laid her head on his chest. He ran a hand down her back. "Shame you have to go so soon."

She laughed softly. "We'll just have to find each other next time around. We'll have another thirty years to try again."

He chuckled. After a moment she sat up and turned towards him.

"Well, as much fun as that was, I'm going to go home and freshen up and see if I can get another guy in before the night is over."

He chuckled. "You really are in a hurry, aren't you?"

She sat up, found her tunic, and slipped it back on. Then she leaned down and gave him a quick kiss. "See you around."

Charles sat back and chuckled. He glanced down at his own life clock - still green. He felt some comfort in knowing that his own lastday was still far off.

He doubted he would see her again before Carousel. He didn't often go - none of his friends had gone red yet. But this time, he decided he would. He wanted to cheer her on.