Sonic Series Fan Fiction ❯ Liberty at Station Square ❯ One-Shot

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Liberty at Station Square


A Sonic The Hedgehog lemon written by The Silver Ranger. Greetings folks. The Silver Ranger is back with a…most unusual style of fanfiction. A self insertion based on a real life experience I had while out in liberty on a fantastic island over in the South Pacific. Before I go on any further let me point out a few disclaimers. I am not ashamed to admit that I am a United States Sailor and that I love my country and I enjoy serving it with my very life. Now that part being said, let me also point out a few disclaimers. As stated prior this is a fanfiction story based on a real life experience as a sailor enjoying a night out on the town. Any commands, US Navy ships, or actual active US Armed Forces members will not be stated and/or will be changed to protect their identities and to enforce Operational Security. Sonic The Hedgehog, Rouge The Bat, and other characters belong to SEGA, it's other respective companies or creators and they are welcome to it. These Characters aren't mine I'm just borrowing them for a while, I promise I will return them unharmed. This story, such as it is, is mine. This story is a social commentary and was not used in any way shape or form for profit, nor was it used in any way shape or form to disgrace, embarrass, or harm the United States Armed Forces. This story is used for entertainment purposes only. This story is also rated NC-17 for graphic and explicit sexual content and adult acts, so no one read if this content is illegal in your area or you're under 18 years of age. On a final note, to the MSTers, I am giving you permission to MST this fanfic in advance, as long as proper credit for the original work is given to me, and I am informed of where this is being posted. On with the story.




My ship had finally pulled into port. It was good to finally get out of work for a couple of days and sleep and enjoy myself. Being a part time paper pusher sucks, but hey it's good to finally have a rate, be a petty officer, and no longer have to work on aircraft anymore. Finally the executive officer announced over the 1MC, “Liberty call for all E-4 and below. That was when my liberty buddy and I dashed out of the berthing, with our wallets, ID's, and our liberty cards in hand. We decided to go into our civilian rather than our uniforms, because we didn't want to stick out like a sore thumb. We just wanted to be normal people like everyone else in Station Square. As we left the brow, we saw people boarding the tour busses for the train station that was going to the Mystic Ruins. They were holding tours and jungle safaris in that area. I could care less about that personally. All I wanted to do was play video games, and get drunk. What can I say? You only live once. So here I was the recently promoted seaman, now Petty Officer Third Class, Benjamin Molino, out with my liberty buddy looking for something to do.
We got off the train and onto the streets of station square. Twinkle Park was right across the street. I made a mental note to take my fiancée there sometime before we get married. So myself and my liberty buddy, Joshua Barter, remembered that some of our other shipmates were going to be meeting up at the hotel that two of them were staying at. Once we arrived, we met 3 of our other friends from the ship, of course hanging at the bar. I knew that I wanted to get drunk and have a good time but…Jesus. I decided to stop being such a stick in the mud and just order some Jagermeister, and a Pepsi to wash the residual liquor down. At last we abandoned the bar, with some My Tai's in hand, and headed to the room where our friends Mike Faye, and Richard Haverson were staying in. Good lord, I truly was being a stick in the mud despite the alcohol I had already consumed. I was already mentally shaking my head, when my friend Phillip Hardy, was there mixing drinks, with my other friend Leon Kimba, being loud and crazy as hell. Heh! Everyone was already looking at me, waiting to just break my proverbial cherry and introduce me to the ways of manhood. After having some more drinks, I was already feeling the effect on my brains, but I was miraculously coherent enough to hear what was going on, and see what was happening. It was like it was hitting me slightly, but building up as the minutes went by.
We quickly made our way to the streets heading for the local bistro. There were lots of foreign tourists in Station Square this time of year, mostly Japanese. I couldn't help but just try to call out to them, but Leon was more aggressive in his approach. He asked them if they wanted a cab, if they needed some help, or if they wanted to go back to his room. They were a little frightened of course considering they couldn't speak English and they pointed at a store. “Kaimono ka?” I asked them, and they nodded and replied to my question in an affirmative response. “They're going shopping Leon.” I said to him and he still tried unsuccessfully to go with them. I just smiled and shook my head and we all continued to the restaurant. I ordered a burger and some fries along with some sodas, but even though we all ate, I was still having trouble eating and staying conscious. Hell, I was having trouble even feeling my arms. The guys can't help but laugh at my antics and Leon then helped me into the bathroom. I was so wasted that I nearly passed out on the floor. “Oh hell no, this ain't the place to be sleeping. We still gotta hit the club.” I gave up at trying to stick my finger down my throat to puke out the booze. “So are we gonna see the ladies or what?” I asked. But of course not before I went over to some plants, puking my guts out in public. I was feeling absolutely miserable after that, apparently a side effect of the booze. I was almost crying as we finally got to a convenience store and someone gave me a slushie.
Finally snapping out of it, we staggered along our way to the red light district of Station Square. There was some rival casinos in the area as well as a few more bars. We entered the one that was called 'Club Mystic Stare' paying the cover charge of five dollars. They said that paying the cover charge covered the drink and it sounded completely asinine to me. Ticket in hand, we went in and the guys took a seat, with the lovely ladies dancing on the stage, their lovely snatches exposed to all us horny young bastards and dirty old men. “Absolutely fantastic”, I said to myself and smiled as I walked over to the bar. I decided that since my senses were returning, I would just have one more beer. Suddenly, a rather interesting individual comes up to greet me. A batgirl, apparently no bigger than about 4 feet tall, asks me what I'm going to be drinking. She takes my ticket as I told her that I was just going to have a bud light. She hands me my beer and she gently takes me by the arm and guides me to a room in the back of the club. The last thing I heard before the door closed was one of my buddies. “Oh shit! Molino's going to the back!” The batgirl asked me to sit down. She had white fur, and was wearing a very sexy Chinese dress. She was wearing a pair of very classy open-toed high-heeled shoes. She had the prettiest toes I had ever seen. And her breasts were enormous for a girl like her. I'd say no bigger than a C-cup almost bordering on a D-cup. She sat next to me. She spoke Japanese apparently, since I had already asked her if she spoke the language. She spoke very little English. “Onamae wa nan desu ka?” I asked her. “Rouge” She replied. So her name was Rouge. “Boku wa Benjamin desu. And you are a very beautiful creature. She giggled and patted on the crotch of my jeans. “Let me see!” She said in English. I unzipped my pants and we started making out. Her lipstick was flavored. Outstanding! She was fishing around to pull my cock out of my briefs and when she got a look, she gasped rather excited when she saw that I was uncircumsized. She leaned down and gave my cock several kisses in approval. “I'll take good care of you. Leave everything to me.”
There was a knock on the door, and an older Japanese woman came in. Apparently she was the Madame. She told me that I had to pay. Thankfully I came prepared. I fished in my wallet and found four one hundred dollar bills. Before I surrendered my money, I asked. “Daijoubu desu ka? Is this going to be enough?” “Yes, for this much, she fuck you. Condoms and everything.” She replied in broken English. I handed her my money and the door closed again. Rouge went to the door and secured it, making sure the lock was turned. She took off her dress, and revealed her body to me. She was only clothed in her panties after that. She came up to me, still in her high heels as well. “Touch my breasts,” she instructed to me. “Oh my god, are they real?” Yes. Very real.” She replied to me. Like a deprived madman, I nuzzled my face in her soft breasts, suckling on her nipples, feeling them get hard in my mouth. She pushed me away, and kneeled at my crotch. “I take care of this yes?” Before I could even reply, my foreskin was pulled back, and her mouth engulfed the head of my cock. My eyes went wide in complete shock, almost in denial that this was happening. I was very unlucky when it came to women, and the most I could get with most of them was only friendships. It seemed better that way with some of them anyway. “Kimochi desu yo.” I mumbled out and she started to bob her head, sucking me off a little harder. I could not believe how expertly she handled this. I thrust my hips upward lightly and grasped at her hair, being careful not to pull it. Though I knew she was a prostitute, I did not want to scare her. She was too beautiful for that, I could not ruin this moment. Her tongue lavished the head and even stronger sensations washed over my body. I completely forgot that any alcohol was in my system, and my sex drive kicked into hyper mode. It was as if my hormones had overpowered the alcohol.
“Yamete. That is enough. Now it's my turn to take control.” I said to her. I opened up my arms to her, smiling rather slyly. She climbed into my open and waiting arms, and we kissed again. Harder than even the last time. I sucked on her lips, nibbling them, savoring the moment her lips met my own. It had been three long years in my young life since I've had a woman like this. My teeth grazed her cheek, and I licked along her ear lovingly, feeling her shudder. She was nearly paralyzed with pleasure as I whispered in her ear, and finally removed her panties. Her pussy was moist yes, but it didn't seem to be dripping enough of her juices. I would see that it did. My canines nibbled on her erect nipples as I had moved to her big breasts, suckling on them like Remus breast feeding from the beast Romulus.
She was moaning with pleasure and I reached over into my bag. I trusted the condoms I got from medical rather than the ones she had on her. I feared that they would break. “Can I?” She asked me. I looked at her face and she seemed insistent on putting the condom on for me. “Ii desu yo.” I replied to her. She smiled and rolled it on my penis. I hissed in a rush of ecstasy, feeling the lust rush into my blood sending me into a frenzy. I haven't hissed like that since I played my vampire games with my friends back home several years ago, but I found it kinky that I did that. She straddled my waist and impaled herself onto my throbbing cock. My eyes rolled back into my head, at the sensations of her tight pussy. Our lips meshed together once again, and my aggressiveness was showing a little more. I liked being a biter, it seemed much more kinky. I gently sank my teeth into her neck. Being careful not to hurt her or break her skin. I sucked lovingly onto her neck as I held her to me and started to thrust harder. She gripped my hand tightly and she tried to match my thrusts. As I sucked her tits once again, I reached over and my thumb rubbed at her clit as she thrust against me. “Kuri-chan eh? kimochi ka?” “Motto! Motto kudasai! Onegai shimasu!” “Dame desu” I responded. Doushite? Onegai!” She pleaded with me. I smiled wickedly and continued rubbing. I moved her under me, making sure to hold her legs as I pounded into her mercilessly, sucking and nibbling on her lips as I kissed her once more. She could finally could not stand much more of it and rubbed her clit. “That's right koneko-chan, rub that clit. Oh shit!” “Iku yo!” She screamed as her orgasm overtook her. “Yattaze!” I cried out as her orgasm triggered my own. Holy shit, I finally ended a three-year losing streak! All I can say after that, is that this is something that the guys are never gonna let me live this down once we get back out to sea. She promptly removed the condom from my now half erect cock, and hungrily gobbled the cum that leaked from it. She made sure I saw her actions and after she swallowed it, she gave me one final kiss and said “Oishi yo ne.” I quickly got dressed seeing that me and my buddies needed to be back on the ship by midnight as per the liberty policy that the captain had put out before we pulled in. “Rouge. Thanks for making sure I had a good time. Ja matta ne koneko-chan.” “Sayounara Benjamin. You speak Japanese very well.”
Once I walked out. Two of the guys cheered for me, at finally getting laid. Who knows what the chief would say if he found out. “Let's go back,” I said to them. We're going to get in trouble if we don't muster in time. We walked out the door, heading back toward the pier. The only regret I have, is falling in between lust and love with an extraordinary woman…even if she was just a prostitute.


Well now. Something tells me writing this is a mistake considering I'm going to get flamed or made fun of for it. But when you feel inspiration, you have to put it on paper before it goes away. Reviews and constructive criticism is appreciated, flames will be ignored. Don't worry folks, as I'm here, I shall stay alive and defend the world for you. Go Navy all the way!