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Star Trek TNG: Close Encounters of the Sexual Kind
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Close Encounters of The Sexual Kind.
By EROS
(apologies to Gene Roddenberry)
Chapter 3
Worf pulled his cock out of Lt. Yarr's quivering anus with a
loud slurping sound, and wiped himself off on her creamy
asscheeks. Although he had thoroughly enjoyed his first sexual
experience with a human female, little emotion showed on his
rough, craggy features. But that was normal for a Klingon. Even
during the rare times they did show any feelings, it was usually
hard to tell if they were angry or just very happy.
"God, that was utterly fantastic!", murmured Yarr, dismounting
from Riker's cock.
Her legs were wobbly and would hardly support her, so she sat
on the floor with a curiously dazed look on her pretty young face.
Her blonde hair was in complete disarray and beads of sweat
covered her naked body from head to toe. Still, she was utterly
beautiful.
Riker looked up at Worf and noticed that he still had made no
attempt to clothe himself. His huge ridged cock was still
impossibly hard. Yarr noticed it too and scooted over between
his legs, stroking the Klingon's massive prong with unashamed
delight. Worf turned to Riker.
"Commander. I almost forgot. You were needed on the bridge a
half hour ago!"
"Shit, Worf!", exclaimed Riker, quickly pulling on his crumpled
uniform. "The Captain will be furious!"
"Sorry, Sir. I would have told you sooner, except you were
otherwise occupied"
"Don't worry," laughed Riker, as he strode towards the door.
"I'll just tell him something came up suddenly and we were just
filling Lieutenant Yarr in.
Even Worf gave a wry smile at the joke. He looked down at Yarr
who was busily stuffing the fingers of her left hand into her
sopping pussy as she licked his knobbly cock.
"I think Lt. Yarr definitely needs some more...umm...filling
in, Commander," he grinned.
Riker turned back in time to see Worf push the now submissive
woman onto her back. The big Klingon was between her open thighs
in a flash, his long curled tongue lapping at Yarr's juice-filled
cuntslit with swift, cat-like movements that had the woman
squirming and whimpering in mindless pleasure within seconds.
Ohhhh, God! That's... uuuhhhh... fuck! Th.. that's
incredible!", gasped Yarr, her hands holding the back of his head.
"Mmmmmm! Oh, but I want your cock!... Pleeease!... Fuck me!...
Fuck me NOW!"
"You'd better do what the lady says, Worf", chuckled Riker.
"But, mind you don't wear her out before I get back, okay?"
Worf grunted an unintelligible reply into Yarr's wet, gaping
pussy and waved the First Officer away. Reluctantly, Riker left.
But just before the door closed behind him, he looked back in time
to see Worf climb on top of the woman and guide his penis inside
her. The Klingon's incredibly large erection cleaved Yarr's gooey,
blonde cuntlips like a phaser beam through mild steel.
Her long slender legs wrapped around his waist and her heels
locked in the small of Worf's muscular, ridged back. Pulling her
against him like a rag doll, Worf grabbed her asscheeks in his
hands, lifted her ass into the air and began slamming his mighty
cock into her cunt vigorously. Yarr began to whimper incessantly.
.................................
With Yarr's squeals of passion ringing in his ears, Riker
walked quickly in the direction of the TurboLift. The people he
met in the corridor, seemed to move in a more relaxed fashion,
some were holding hands, others kissed and cuddled openly.
Although normally such behavior in public on a Federation Starship
would not be tolerated, Riker said nothing. He simply smiled and
walked on. As he rounded a corner, he almost bumped into a female
ensign. He had seen her in Guinan's bar, TenForward a couple of
times, but he couldn't remember her name. The girl looked up and
recognized him immediately.
"Oh, Commander Riker, Sir!", she said. Riker looked at her.
She was young, about fifteen or sixteen, with long blonde hair
and a body so mature for her age, that she simply exuded sex. Her
face was pretty and somehow familiar now that he studied it
closely. Then he remembered.
"Shelly, isn't it?", Riker asked, his eyes dropping to her
nicely rounded tits.
Her nipples poked cheekily through the tight fabric of her
uniform, fully erect. God, didn't any members of the crew wear
underwear anymore, he thought.
"Ahhh, no Commander..."
"Huh?"
"I said no, Commander. My name's not Shelly. It's Sherri,
Sherri Demari... You know, Wesley Crusher's friend?"
Riker breathed a sigh of relief. For a moment he thought the
girl was able to read his mind or something. You had to be careful
these days with M-Grade Betazoids and telepathic Solarians running
'round all over the place. Now he recognized her, he had seen her
with young Wesley a few times, but somehow never noticed how
gorgeous and sexy the girl was until now. Riker suddenly found
himself wondering if young Wesley had fucked her yet. God, what a
waste if he hasn't, he thought. Then he realized he hadn't replied
to her question.
"Ummm, right!... Yes, now I remember... Sherri." Riker
couldn't take his eyes off her tits. "Ah.. where are you off
to... umm... Sherri?"
The girl noticed Riker's interest and stepped closer, a glazed,
lustful look suddenly coming over her pretty, young face
"Do you want to fuck me, Commander?", she whispered, pressing
herself against him.
Riker, gasped as he felt her tits mash into his chest and her
hot, adolescent cuntmound rub sensuously against the large bulge
in his pants.
"Oh, Sweetheart! Do I ever!", groaned Riker, trying hard not
to throw the girl to the floor and screw her on the spot.
But he was already late, and for the moment at least, his
sense of duty was marginally stronger than the building desire he
had for the gorgeous young girl.
"But, sorry baby, I can't right now. I'm needed on the bridge.
I'll come to your quarters a bit later on, okay?"
The girl reached up and pulled Riker's head down to hers,
kissing him passionately. Her hand went to his crotch and
squeezed his cock through the front of his uniform. It began to
swell in her tiny fingers.
"That's so you don't forget, Commander," whispered the girl,
and with that, she gave his hardening cock one final squeeze,
turned and walked off down the corridor, leaving Riker to stare
longingly after her cutely wiggling butt.
Riker resumed his journey to the bridge. As he stepped up to
the TurboLift, the door opened, and Riker's eyes bulged. A woman
crew member was inside, blonde, naked and rubbing herself between
the legs. She had obviously been riding up and down on the lift,
offering herself to anyone who entered. Riker stepped inside and
the door shut behind him. He moved towards the naked woman
removing his uniform as he went. As his rock-hard cock sprang
free, the lift began to move.
"Turbo Lift stop!", he barked. The woman smiled and cupped her
tits with one hand while the other held open the puffy, drooling
lips of her cunt.
"See something you like, Commander?", she husked, her hungry
gaze on his dick.
"Yeah, just about everything!", growled Riker, the lust
burning in his eyes. "Turn around and bend over with your hands
against the wall. We're going to the bridge, baby and I'm gonna
fuck you all the way!.. TurboLift! Continue!"
Riker moved up behind her and grabbed her hips, shoving his
long, hard prick into her pouting cuntslit with a single thrust.
She was wide open and her ravaged snatch was full of juice, hot
and slippery from countless cocks.
"God you're so wet, how many men have fucked you in here
today?", asked Riker, beginning to piston his own prick back and
forth in her slimy, clasping fuckhole.
"Uhhhh... f..five... ahhh.. ooooh, yessss, fuck me like
that!", grunted the blonde. Riker slammed his cock in and out of
her cunt like a pile-driver. He knew he didn't have much time, so
he wanted to come quickly. He didn't care if she came or not, as
long as he dumped his load into the slut's hot cunt before the
doors opened.
Moans, and wet smacking sounds filled the elevator as Riker
fucked her faster and harder, working himself to orgasm. The
woman moaned, grinding her drooling, insatiable cunt onto his
massive cock. Her ass moved back and forth, faster and faster, as
she too rapidly approached another mind-shattering climax. Riker
came with a shout, burying his cock to the hilt in the woman's
tight, quivering cunt as his sperm shot into her belly. Her
well-fucked cunt was so full of spunk that Riker's load leaked out
and dribbled down her legs, forming a white, sticky pool at her
feet. Riker pulled out of her and put on his uniform just in time.
Seconds later the TurboLift arrived at it's destination. The door
opened. Gordie La Forge stood at the entrance.
"What the hell took you so long, Commander?", he asked.
Riker smiled and stepped out, ushering Lt. Commander La Forge
inside. "See for yourself, Geordie!"
Puzzled, La Forge stepped into the lift, but when he saw the
other occupant, a big smile crossed his dark, broad features.
"Care to take a ride?", grinned Riker.
"With pleasure Sir... with pleasure!"
"Oh, I can guarantee THAT, Lieutenant Commander!", chuckled
Riker as the door closed between them.
End of Chapter 3
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