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A Ferengi Affair 2/2 (DS9)
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This is the second half of a story about Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
characters. It features rough adulterous sex with an alien. Those
of you who are offended by omissions of incest, brutality, and
pedophilia had better hit the "n" key now!!
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A FERENGI AFFAIR Part II by Trogon
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It was right as he was closing the bar when Mrs. Keiko O' Brien walked
in.
Rom was upstairs cleaning the third holosuite. Quark motioned for Keiko
to follow him up to the holosuites and punched the access code for the
executive 'suite. "Go inside, I'll come back later" he whispered.
"Oh Rom? Why don't you call it quits tonight." he called into 'suite #3.
A couple of Klingons had been using the Fanta-Orgy program with the Super
Amazon option. They had ended up shooting sticky, smelly, pink semen all over
the floor and walls. The cretins had left a few dents in the walls, too,
but that would have to be repaired later. Quark had been happy to give Rom
the task of cleaning up the 'suite after ruining his encounter with Keiko.
Now he wanted his brother to leave the premises so he wouldn't find out about
her. He was sure Rom would rather spend the night spanking the monkey
instead of sponging up Klingon jizm.
"Oh, thank you brother, thank you!" Rom slipped on the floor and fell into
a pink puddle. Quark tried hard not to laugh as he picked the fool up.
"Go take a shower and get some sleep," Quark patted his brother on the
shoulder, thinking to himself that Rom would as usual get many hours of
self-enjoyment before catching some shut-eye -- while he would be
busy making love to an officer's wife. Some people were just destined to
have better lives than others. . .
Quark returned to the executive 'suite after locking the bar up.
When he entered, he stepped into a world of swirling clouds. He made his
way through the iridescence to the huge bed that was the only constant
in the 'suite. Keiko lay there, naked, waiting for him.
Quark took a moment to gaze down at her. She was slender and brown-
skinned, and her straight black hair fanned over the pillows. Her brown
eyes looked up at him expectantly. "I like what you're wearing," he
said.
Keiko whispered "I want you. Now."
This was all the encouragement he needed. He clambered up onto the bed
and stretched out next to her. She began removing his clothing, and
with his help she had him down to his underwear, a gaudy pair of boxer
shorts.
Keiko viewed them with appreciation, since all Miles would ever wear were
the standard issue "tidy whities" -- so boring. She looked at his legs
which were slim, not flabby. In this light she could see the greyish
hair which covered his chest. She caressed him, running her fingers
through this hair. She bent her head down and sucked at one
small nipple. Quark giggled. Evidently he found it ticklish, not erotic.
At least he would let Keiko try -- Miles was so tight-assed, he couldn't
even deal with the thought of having his nipples played with.
"I hope you're not ticklish here!" Keiko smirked as she pulled down his
underwear. Revealed was his penis, flaccid and covered in more of that
grey fur or hair. "I'm sure I can help you get excited!" She lightly
stroked his inner thighs, then his balls, then his shaft. Now it was
beginning to stiffen and enlarge. She flicked her tongue around his
balls, then on the head of his reddening cock. Pleased with his sighing
response, she put the head in her mouth.
"Ah! Oh yes, do that!" Quark gasped. Keiko drew more of his cock into
her mouth. She tried to suck on it, but it was rapidly growing to
large for her to manage. She disengaged and suddenly noticed the
rings that were forming just underneath the surface.
"Quark, I'm surprised at you! You're so . . . large, I can't fit my mouth
around you!"
"But fortunately I won't have that problem with you!" and with that Quark
moved down and pushed her legs apart. His ears brushed against her thighs. He
kissed the top of her pubic mound and then the outside of her labia. He
took the time to get to know her, to enjoy the smell of her. But
she evidently thought he was too slow, for she spread her labia with her
fingers and thrust her pelvis into his face.
"Now, now," he laughed. He pushed her fingers away and brought his own
to bear. He put one finger into her vagina and another on her clitoris.
Her vagina was slick, open, not tight as he had guessed. Then he began
lapping at her entire vaginal area with his long, skilled tongue.
Her hole was larger than he would have guessed. Miles must be well hung.
he thought. He pushed two fingers inside her and licked her
clit until her bucking motions started hurting his ears.
"I'm driving you crazy, aren't I," Quark gloated up at her, his face
moist with one part perspiration, three parts Keiko juice.
"Fuck me, Quark. FUCK ME!" she hissed through clenched teeth.
"Oh, alright, if you insist." Quark sat up between her legs. He guided
his large cock into her. It slid in easily.
"What are you doing? FUCK ME!" she demanded.
He rose to meet her demand. Quark was talented at blood-flow
redirection, even by Ferengi standards. He inflated his cock as
far as he could, knowing that the rings would be extremely prominent.
He grew large enough to make Keiko stretch a bit. He pressed in and out,
slowly, but roughly. He increased the pace. He hammered into her
unmercifully, as if he were trying to pound his way into her womb.
She was gasping, clutching at his back, digging her nails into his back.
Her orgasm came in shuddering waves that squeezed at his cock. The
unbearable tightness released his own orgasm.
"You're not finished yet!" Keiko rolled him over and sat on top of him.
"Ooh, dominate me, woman!" Quark laughed at Keiko's efforts to keep
his now-limp dick in her slick hole.
Keiko slapped him. "Get it up, asshole!"
He sobered up and brought the blood down again. He wasn't going to
shoot off again for a long time, but he could still maintain an erection --
as long as he didn't tire out.
Keiko bounced up and down on his thick cock, rubbing herself on the rings.
Quark reached up and pulled at her nipples, which were small but
extremely hard. She came again, in an even longer series of spasms.
"Had enough?"
"No!" Keiko yanked him up by the ear. "Fuck me from behind! Now!"
She got down on hands and knees, reddened cunt displayed in a most
inviting fashion.
"I hope you're not this severe with Nog, Mrs. O'Brien," he shook his
head as he once again penetrated her. The position made her a little
tighter. He decided to take the risk of inflating to full size again.
You could never tell which ones wanted it rough, he mused.
"Go!" she screamed and bucked her hips into him.
Quark was straining now with the effort of trying to make himself bigger
and shove his bloated cock in and out of her. He was starting to feel
dizzy with the effort.
"Why don't you get on my lap" he panted. She pushed him back on the
cushions and sat on his lap, facing him. He sucked on her breasts as
she smashed down on him with as much effort as she could muster.
Finally she climaxed again, her muscles jerking around him.
"Are you finished having your way with me, you ravisher?" Quark
sighed. Keiko sank into the cushions beside him. She didn't answer
him, just looked at him. The expression on her face was one of
supreme satisfaction.
She left him lying exhausted on the 'suite bed. Quark spent
the rest of the night there dreaming of silky black hair.
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