Chapter 6

10:00 AM, Blue Base.

Most of the work done since Grif fired the SPNKr and retreated had been on the teleporter. No one was injured, although Church (who was closest to the blast) had been knocked back into the opening above the living QTR's. He landed on Sister's bunk, collapsing it; Sister took the stairs down to deliver a solid kick to a winded Church.

The only person who KIND OF knew what was going on, was Caboose, who knew little bits about electricity, or, as he sometimes called it, 'electron-city'. The only thing wrong with the teleporter, other than the massive blast on the backside, was that the entrance wasn't glowing green like usual. They made sure that it wasn't working by agreeing to shove Tucker through, who landed on his butt and began accusing everyone.

But, it did prove one thing: The teleporter was broke. Caboose fiddled with a little control panel on the side with a screwdriver (although there were no screws) and most everyone else just sat around blaming Grif.

-A short while before that, Red Base-

"Dammit you two! Can't you for once spend a morning not breaking something?"

The two Red Team soldiers stood at 'attention' (although Grif wasn't standing very straight) while Sarge continued to sputter and rage.

"The warthog! Why the warthog? We've already used up our free replacements on our insurance plan! Why couldn't you have broken something of ours that we still HAVE insurance on? Like the teleporter!"

Grif shuffled his feet and replied with, "um, actually, SIR, I managed to blow up the BLUE'S teleporter…so, um, do I get credit for causing minor transportation disabilities to the enemy?"

Sarge didn't even have to think about his response. "Shut up Grif. Simmons! Excellent job on minor transportation disabilities to the enemy! An excellent thing you managed to accomplish among all of the things GRIF managed to screw up!"

Grif was so mad, but at the same time, couldn't understand how he could have ever expected anything else. "Hey, I shot the rocket!"

"I'm also aware that you were the one driving the warthog, numbnuts! Am I correct?" Sarge glared.

"You are correct Sir!" Simmons cheerfully added.

"Of course I am!" Sarge finished the conversation.

10:30 AM, Blue Base

From receiving flying debris to the armor from the explosion, and from bits of oil that dripped out of open nozzles and sockets on the under-construction teleporter, everybody's armor was filthy. Caboose sat on top of Blue Base, wiping his armor off with some old rags, although he was mostly just smearing the grease around. Church was on the ground beside the base, know that wiping dirt on grease/oil can often wear it down, and was going to wash the dirt off later. Sister snuck off to her secret area, with Tucker in hot pursuit.

When Sister reached the hidden away "oasis", she took her armor off and began to wipe her armor down with a wet hand towel, and would rinse it all from time to time. She sat on a rock wearing a camo tank-top, and skin-tight shorts that barely stretched halfway between her waist and her knees. She hummed a little tune to herself while she cleaned, oblivious of Tucker once again watching. However, this time he emerged in the tiny enclave, and went with the truth of how her found her, but as if he just now discovered this place.

"Umm, hey Sister! Uh, what is this place?"

Sister's head shot up and she jumped a little bit. "Oh! Tucker! You scared me!" She looked around herself. "Um…I'm not really sure. Besides the obvious. It's a small ceiling-less cave I guess. Oh, and there's a waterfall. I guess that's obvious too. How'd you find me?"

Tucker unsealed his helmet and sat down close to Sister. "I just saw you running off here when everyone else was busy, so I decided to see where you went."

Sister's expression changed a little bit. "Please don't tell anyone about this place, will you Tucker? I usually try to shower here to avoid waiting for the base bathroom to be open, and to avoid making OTHERS wait."

Tucker smirked. "I won't tell anyone about this place. It'll be our little secret."

Sister grinned. "Thanks Tucker! I don't want anybody else to know about this place."

With that, Sister grabbed an surprised Tucker and French kissed the hell out of his mouth.

At first, Tucker was taken back by this sudden action from Sister, but then he thought, "I was supposed to seduce HER…now she's seduced ME. How about that."

Sister emitted something that was meant to be a sound of pleasure, but instead she just made a sound that sounded something like, "Glfplrff", and drooled a little bit.

When Sister pulled away Tucker grinned suspiciously and quickly unbuckled his torso armor, while Sister began to take off his leg and waist pieces. When Sister removed them, she pulled his boxers down and felt his erection.

"Looks like someone's a little excited," Sister said, filling with anticipation.

"All thanks to you," Tucker replied with a smile. Sister licked her lips, and gulped his penis into her mouth, while her tongue made circular laps around the circumference of it.

"Ohhh man, you're good at that!" Tucker placed his hands on Sister's head and began moving into her head as she moved in and out.

Sister sucked, licked, and slurped on Tucker's dick, making sure to get it as dripping with saliva as possible. When she felt she had pleasured him enough, Sister laid back flat on the rock and pulled her tanktop up and off. Tucker undid her bra and size up her boobs. Not big enough to tit-fuck, but large enough to have some solid feel to them…"perky", was the word that came to Tucker's mind. He squeezed and fondled them, while Sister let out a few sighs of pleasures.

"Come, on let's get to the chase, put it in me!" Sister stated sexily.

"Heh, bow chicka bow wow!" Tucker replied, then yanked Sister's shorts and panties down, took his erect cock, dripping and moist, and began slowly rubbing Sister's vagina with it.

"Are you sure you don't want me to go get protection?" Tucker asked.

"Nahh," Sister answered confidently. "Are you saying you wouldn't want another kid?"

"Good point!" grinned Tucker, and inserted his length into Sister.

"Ohh, FUCK Tucker! Ohh you're so thick!" Sister spread her legs out wide, and wrapped them around Tucker's backside.

"Ahh, baby! You're so fuckin' tight!" Tucker placed his hands on Sister's breasts and began to slide in and out of her.

"Mmmmmm yeah Tucker, fuck me like that! Ohh fuck!" Sister couldn't keep her voice down, the ecstasy was to overpowering. There was always the idea of Church or Caboose hearing the noise and coming to investigate.

Sister's spit from her quick BJ began to soak not only Tucker's dick, but also the interior and exterior of Sister's vagina, and even then dripped off of them and landed in the grass. Tucker slowed down a minute to lean over Sister and deliver a satisfying kiss, full of lip-sucking, tongue exploring, excessive drooling, and lots of pleasured moans. Tucker pulled out, leaving a trail of their mixed saliva connecting their lips for a few inches, and even then dripping off of their open mouths and hanging tongues.

"Ohh Tucker, you know how to pleasure a woman!" At this point Sister couldn't even close her mouth. Her breath came in massive gasps, she was drooling out the sides of her mouth, and she was talking half of the time, and continued to run out of breath. But she didn't want to slow down; she wanted more and more and more and more.

"You're a fucking natural! Ohh fuck yes!" Tucker's movements became faster, and the mutual feeling became more intense, more contained. The both of them shimmered with sweat in the early morning sunlight, and a double shower could be seen in the near future.

"Ohh fuck, Tucker! I'm gonna cum! Come on, come on! FUCK!" Sister's legs began to make short jerks and spasms, and her arms reached out and grabbed Tucker's waist, making sure each hump he made went as entirely far as his dick could go.

"I'm gonna cum too Sis'. Ohhh shittttt!"

They two Blue-team members stared into each others' eyes as the bottled-up feeling in their genitals massively grew. They couldn't talk, they couldn't think, they could barely breath. Tucker, facing downwards towards Sister, began to salivate uncontrollably, and his saliva streamed out of his mouth and join the action where his cock pounded Sister's vagina.

Finally, the overpowering, pleasuring bottled-up "holding back" feeling exploded, and Tucker burst his load of cum into Sister, who reached her climax. Both of them gaped out an inaudible gasp/moan/sigh, and Tucker collapsed onto Sister, who's limbs went numb as her head listed back crazily.

10:50 AM, waterfall.

Tucker scrubbed down Sister's bare back, until it was smooth and silky. Sister turned and sat down in shallow pool of water, which was roughly 2 feet deep, and extended her legs. Tucker took the soap bar, and cleansed her long, sexy legs. Once the falling water rinsed them both off, Tucker straddled Sister with his arms and legs on either side of her, while she leaned back against the bank.

"Wow. That was amazing Tucker. We need to do that again." Sister's eyed dropped lazily; the intercourse left her drowsy and immensely relaxed. Tucker lowered himself a bit and gave one of her boobs a kiss.

"Don't worry Sis'. As long as no one else knows about this place, we'll have all the privacy we need." He leaned up and delivered yet another wet kiss to Sister, who inserted her tongue into his mouth. Tucker's hands ran through Sister's hair, as they carelessly cuddled and kissed under the falling water.

Yeah? Yeah? I'm most happy about this chapter, it's also so far the longest. Please leave reviews, give me advice, and yes, I'll even do some requests! Don't worry about not getting chapters for a while if it happens, I'm doing this for a while!

-Urgorn

PS: Ooh la LA! I'm hard now. Must relieve self.