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Star Trek TNG: Close Encounters of the Sexual Kind
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S t a r T r e k - t h e N e x t G e n e r a t i o n:
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Close Encounters of The Sexual Kind.
By EROS
(apologies to Gene Roddenberry)
Chapter 15.
Riker fucked the horny young teenager through three or four more
orgasms before his strength began to wane. Under the influence of
the force, young Sherri seemed totally insatiable! Every time he
felt her cum, the girl seemed to recover immediately and began to
thrust her tight, hot young snatch up at his cock, pleading for
more! Twice he filled her quivering little twat with sperm, and
twice she begged him to do it again... Riker's balls were shriveled
and empty by the time the force began to diminish and he collapsed
exhausted on the sweat and sperm-soaked bunk beside the panting
girl.
"Jesus!", said Riker, as he suddenly realized what the time was.
"I've got to get to a meeting, Captain Picard will be furious!!"
Riker left the dazed but satisfied young girl lying spread-eagled
on his bunk and dressed quickly. He patted Sherri's pert, sweaty
little ass and quickly left his quarters, ignoring the naked couples
and threesomes strewn here and there all through the ship. The
TurboLift smelled like the bathroom of an out-colony brothel but
Riker hardly noticed.
By the time he reached the forward observation lounge, the
meeting was already underway. Captain Picard gave him a thunderous
look as Riker took his seat between a rather ruffled-looking Beverly
Crusher and a glowing, but equally disheveled, Counsellor Troi.
Across the table were Data, Worf, Beverly Crusher and young Wesley.
"As I was saying... ", growled the Captain, "We have to find a
way to neutralize this strange force before the Enterprise becomes
totally incapacitated..... Any ideas, Mr. Data?"
"Yes, Captain... While the rest of the crew has been indulging in
purely anatomical persuits... the purpose of which I can only
hypothesize at... I have been analysing all the sensor data
available on the force. And, I have discovered some very interesting
correlations..."
"Get on with it!", snapped Captain Picard.
"Ahh... yes.. sorry, sir!... The force, as we all know,
originates from the third planet of the the Nimbus star system in
Rigel IV. But, a striking feature of the signals is their wave-like
characteristics... "
"Explain, Mister Data!"
"Well, Sir... the reason that the force seems to come and go, so
regularly is that we are passing through nodal points in the
signal's path.... points of cancellation and reinforcement occurring
naturally at certain predictable positions in our course as we
approach the planet."
"So, if I read you correctly, Data..." said Picard thoughtfully,
"... You can predict exactly when the force will strike next?"
"Yes, Captain!"
"Well, don't keep us in suspense, man! How long have we got?"
Data consulted his memory banks and had the answer within
nonoseconds...
"At our present speed, Captain... exactly eight point five nine
seconds."
The crew seated around the table looked at each other with alarm,
then, as one, turned their stricken gaze on the Captain.
"Can't we do anything, Data?", asked Picard helplessly.
"I think not, Sir!" replied the android coldly, "In human terms,
Captain, I believe the phrase is... `Take your partners!...'"
Then, with a sudden, soundless, mindnumbing crash, the force was
upon them again. Captain Picard stood up and ripped off Lt. Yarr's
uniform with one powerful movement. With a growl of lust he bent the
naked blonde security officer face forward over the conference table
and entered her from behind. Tasha groaned loudly and arched her
back as Picard's long hard cock sliced into her cunt, filling her
deeply....
As if in a daze, Beverly Crusher pulled of her clothes and lay
back on the table pulling an equally naked Lt. Worf on top of her.
"Fuck me, you big gorgeous bastard!", she moaned. "Fill me with
your fat Klingon prick and fuck me till I faint!"
Wesley pulled off his uniform, watching with rising lust as his
mother guided Worf's huge gnarled cock between her thighs with both
hands. Fully erect, the Klingon's hardon looked like a mutant pony's
prick and Wesley wondered how she was going to fit the monster pole
in her dainty little cunthole. But, by the look on her face, his
mother was already past caring. All she wanted was a good, hard
fuck... and any cock, no matter how big, would do... in fact, the
bigger the better!
Wesley felt a hot warmth envelop his cock and looked down to see
a naked Deanna Troi sucking his own powerfully erect young organ.
She was moaning and whimpering around his cock as she bobbed her
head up and down, making loud slurping sounds as she attempted to
deep-throat the boy's formidable erection. Deanna's fingers were
crammed between her thighs rubbing and probing her hairless,
drooling cunt as she noisily devoured young Wesley's cock.
Wesley Crusher was in seventh heaven. Another of his wetdreams
was coming true... to have the luscious Counsellor Troi kneeling
naked between his thighs, sucking the cum from his rigid tool.
Mmmmmmm! God her mouth felt good! And, if his luck held out, he'd
get to fuck and suck that tight, juicy Betazoid cunt of hers as
well. He couldn't wait! Grabbing her by the ears, Wesley lifted her
face off his throbbing erection and pulled Deanna onto the floor,
straddling her head with his thighs. The lust-crazed woman grabbed
his cock and swallowed it in one gulp as Wesley lowered his face to
her hairless crotch and began to lick his long tongue back and forth
through her gaping cuntslit.
Deanna Troi tasted different to his mother, slightly fishy with a
subtle lingering flavour that he couldn't identify, but definitely
delicious nonetheless. He wondered vaguely if all Betazoid women
tasted this good... and if so, what about the females of the other
humanoid forms on the ship. There were a number of cute looking
female Vulcans and Klingons aboard. In future he would have to
experiment and find out.... if the force held out!
Suddenly, Wesley noticed a change in Deanna's rhythm. Her head
was plunging down over his cock as if it was being forced there, and
her whole body seemed to be rocking above him. Without taking his
mouth off her plump, juicy twat, Wesley opened his eyes and saw the
reason for the sudden increase in her movements. Directly above his
nose, swung a pair of huge, hairy balls.
While Wesley and Deanna were engaged in their frenetic
sixty-nine, Commander Riker had spotted the only hole in the room
currently available to him and acted accordingly. Kneeling down
behind the Counsellor's beautifully inviting backside, Riker had
positioned his cock at the entrance of her puckered little asshole
and lunged forward, burying his prick to the hilt inside her hot,
slippery anus with virtually no effort at all. Then he began to fuck
her tight buttery back-passage with long, hard strokes that forced
Deanna's mouth down over Wesley's cock till her lips crushed against
the boy's curly pubic hair.
Wesley was only mildly concerned about the close proximity of
Commander Riker's balls, and even as they began to slap him in the
nose, the young ensign was to excited to protest. His mouth was
plastered over Deanna Troi's tasty drooling cunthole and his cock
was buried to the hilt in the tight, wet heat of her pulsating
throat. The only thing that mattered right at that moment was the
intense pleasure he was giving and receiving from the gorgeous
naked Counsellor.
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End of Chapter 15.
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Stay tuned for Ch. 16, as the orgy in the Forward Observation Lounge
continues... :-)
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