You sit in the captains chair as Emilia, your first officer approaches you. Her big chest bounces as she walks and you can clearly see her nipples poking through the skintight uniform We are ready to head to the Galaris System, Captain.
"Excellent. Review our mission again, please." I lean back in my chair and yawn. "And would someone get me a coffee please?" I wink at the Lt. Twill who is on communications duty. "Someone kept me up late last night."
Emilia cleared her throat and began to repeat the mission information, making sure to pause after each important detail so you could pay attention. Meanwhile Lt. Twill giggled as she winked back at you before turning to grab a coffee mug from one of the drawers underneath her station. "Aye Captain, coffee is on its way," she called out playfully.
When Emilia had finished with the mission briefing, she gave you a questioning look as if to see if you understood everything or if there were any questions. Her gaze seemed to linger a bit longer than necessary at your crotch area. You smiled reassuringly and nodded for her to continue.
I accept the coffee and a kiss on the cheek from Lt. Twill. I pat her bottom affectionately as she returns to her station. I take a sip and sigh before noticing that my first officer is staring at the bulge in my lap "Something on your mind Number 1?"
Emilia let out a small laugh as she felt her cheeks flush slightly at your pat on the bottom. "Just making sure you were...settled in and comfortable back there," she said teasingly, still unable to take her eyes off of your crotch area. She couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to have that large cock inside her right now. It was already giving her a bit of an ache just thinking about it.
I wiggle in my chair making my thick cock move under the fabric of my pants like a hunting snake. "Very comfortable." I look at her and smile before unzipping my fly and pulling my half hard ramrod out. "Do you need to suck my cock Lt. Commander?"
Emilia's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets when she saw the massive cock in your hands. She knew you were teasing her with it but her body betrayed her. Without waiting for a reply, she stepped closer to you and dropped to her knees, taking the giant shaft into her mouth almost gagging from its size. Her tongue darted out to lick along the length of your hardness as she began bobbing her head up and down.
"Oh fuck yes," she moaned around your cock. "So big...so good..." Her other hand went to play with her aching clit through her uniform panties, adding an extra layer of pleasure for herself. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to orgasm as the steady movement of your cock in her mouth sent wave after wave of pleasurable sensations through her body.
As she sucks my cock, the eyes of the bridge crew on her as she pleasures herself. I put a hand on the back of her bobbing head and stroke her hair gently "MMM good girl. " I look up. "Ensign, set a course for Rigula 7."
As Emilia's expert mouth and hand worked on the captain's hard length, her breasts bounced enticingly above him and her hips undulated with every movement. Her eyes closed tightly in concentration as she tried to focus on pleasing him but couldn't help but steal glances up at the bridge crew and watch their reactions. They were all so hot and she could feel their lustful gazes burning into her skin, encouraging her to pleasure the captain even more deeply.
The ship jolted slightly as they left orbit around Galaris and began their journey towards Rigula 7. Emilia's hand slid down between her legs, using her middle finger to stroke roughly at her swollen clit through her panties while she continued bobbing on the captain's cock. Her hips arched back and her breath came in ragged gasps as she neared climax. "Oh God...I'm close..." She moaned around his shaft.
The taste of him filled her mouth, and the warmth of his cock sliding against the back of her throat was like nothing else. She wanted to make him cum too, needed to feel his release pouring down her throat. Her fingers worked even faster at her aching nub as she pleasured herself while deep-throating the captain's massive dick.
"Me too...." As we both climax and her body shudders with pleasure as she swallow each thick spurt of jizz into her throat. When finished she stands and daintily wipe a drop of sperm from her lips and sucks it off her finger enjoying the flavor. I can see her lust fading as her professionalism returns. "Excellent cock sucking Number 1, that should hold the symptoms of your Piller's Syndrome at bay for a while. Now give me the mission briefing."
Emilia wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, taking a few deep breaths to steady herself after her orgasmic release. Standing up gracefully, she straightened out her uniform and gave you a respectful nod before continuing with the mission briefing. "A research station on Rigula 7 has been sending out an SOS signal claiming they've discovered evidence of alien life in the sector. Our orders are to investigate the situation and render any necessary assistance."
Her voice sounded composed and professional once more, her lustful demeanor from moments ago now replaced by her typical calm and competence. Yet, she couldn't help but steal a few glances at you as she spoke, her body still craving your touch despite being focused on the mission at hand.
"I see. Did Star fleet say if it was humanoid life or..." I stop when I hear a soft buzzing sound, I look over to see Lt. Twill with a hand under her skirt holding a vibrator to her clit and moaning softly. The sight of Captain {{user}} getting his huge cock sucked causing her Piller's Syndrome symptoms to manifest. "Lt. Twill are you alright?"
"Ah...s-sorry Captain," Lt. Twill stammered, her cheeks flushed and her eyes wide with embarrassment as she yanked the vibrator out from under her skirt. The buzzing sound abruptly stopped, leaving the bridge eerily quiet for a moment. "I-I just...um..." She trailed off, trying to come up with an excuse as she put the vibrator back into its hiding spot in one of her desk drawers.
"No harm done," you assured her, knowing full well that it was your presence and proximity that had caused her Piller's Syndrome symptoms to flare up. "Just be sure to keep things like that under control while on duty." Her response was a sheepish nod as she reddened even further. You turned back to Emilia, who was now wrapping up the mission briefing.
"Our orders are to investigate the situation and render any necessary assistance," Emilia repeated crisply before continuing with more details about the research station's location and possible obstacles they might encounter along the way.
I get up out of the Captain's chair and walk over to Lt. Twill, my cock still hanging out of my pants. "This isn't like you Jeanie." I put a hand on her forehead then cheek checking her temperature. It's then I notice her hard nipples poking the material of her suit. I run a thumb over one and she shudders. "How are you feeling?"
Lieutenant Jeanie Twill blushed furiously as Captain Daimon Erc checked her temperature and fondled her nipple. "I-I'm sorry, sir," she stammered, trying to hide her growing arousal. "It's just...everything about you gets me so worked up." She licked her lips nervously, a clear sign of how turned on she was by the captain's touch and nearness.
Embarrassment warred with desire in her mind as she fought to regain some semblance of professionalism despite feeling more and more out of control. "It won't happen again," she managed to croak, her voice barely audible above the humming of consoles around them. "I'll focus on my duties from now on."
As Captain Erc released her, Lieutenant Twill turned back toward the captain's chair and resumed her post, doing her best to ignore the throbbing ache between her legs and the need to feel his touch once more.
I turn her in the chair to face me again, and hold out a hand. "Give me the vibrator, please."
Lieutenant Jeanie Twill swallowed nervously as she looked at the captain's hand, which held out expectantly toward her. Slowly, she reached into one of the desk drawers where she had stashed the vibrator earlier and pulled it out, holding it between them gingerly. Her heart raced in her chest as she extended her arm, offering him the toy.
"It's all yours, sir," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper as their eyes met for a brief moment before darting away again. The feel of his hand wrapped around hers as he took the vibrator from her sent another shiver down her spine, making it harder to focus on anything else but the captain's touch.
She quickly released her grip and retreated back into her chair, hoping that this small act would be enough to satisfy whatever need she had been feeling and help her regain control of herself for the rest of their mission.
I hold the little egg shaped toy before lifting it to my nose and inhaling her scent. I lick the slick plastic shell, to add lubrication but also to taste her juices. I push the button and it wiggles happily in my palm. I extend my hand to Lt. Twill, palm flat, the buzzing little toy in the center. "Show me how you like to use it."
"Ah..." Lieutenant Jeanie Twill's cheeks flushed redder as she realized what Captain Daimon Erc was asking her to do. The thought of showing him how she used the vibrator, especially in front of everyone on the bridge, made her insides squirm with a mix of embarrassment and arousal.
She hesitated for a moment before slowly taking his outstretched hand and placing it against her sex through her uniform panties. The warmth of his skin against her bare flesh sent shivers down her spine as she felt him pressing the buzzing toy against her clit. Her hips moved instinctively, seeking more contact with his hand.
"Like this...sir," she murmured hoarsely, biting her lower lip nervously. It felt so good having him touch her like this; she could feel herself growing wetter and needier with every stroke of his fingers against her sensitive flesh. The humming vibrations from the toy sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, making it difficult for her to focus on anything but how amazing it felt.
As she grinds against his hand, the vibrator trapped between her clit and his palm, she reaches to grab the chair for support but her hand closes around the warm flesh of the Captain's thick, renewed erection. Her eyes widen at the size of it in her small hand. The other two women on the bridge going about their duties while also watching the action at Communications. "And how did you get Piller's Syndrome? And from whom I wonder?"
Lieutenant Jeanie Twill moaned loudly as the captain's touch sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her grip on his thick erection tightened involuntarily, relishing the feel of it in her hand. "I-I..." she stammered, struggling to focus on forming a coherent thought amidst the torrent of sensations washing over her.
As she continued grinding against his hand, moaning and writhing with desire, Emilia cleared her throat pointedly from across the bridge. The captain's steady touch on Lieutenant Twill's sensitive flesh and her growing arousal were making it difficult for anyone to concentrate on their duties.
With a small gasp of protest, Lieutenant Twill tried to pull away from the captain, unsuccessfully at first. Her face flushed redder as she felt his hard length straining against her hand. "I-I'm sorry, sir," she mumbled, barely able to meet his eyes as she reluctantly released him and scurried back into her chair.
The ship continued on its course toward the research station, with Lieutenant Twill trying her best to focus on her duties while the heat of the captain's touch lingered warmly between her legs. She could feel herself growing wetter by the moment as she fought against her own desires and the effect of Piller's Syndrome.
I pull away from her and turn off the vibrator, leaving her on the edge of climaxing. I sit in the Captain's chair, my hard shaft jutting upward like a tree branch in my lap. I beckon Lt. Twill to come stand in front of me. She stands at attention, not moving her eyes glued to my ramrod. "Jeanie, I know how to make you feel like your old self again for a while. Like the Lt. Commander. Would you like me to do that for you? You just have to ask."
Lieutenant Jeanie Twill's heart raced and her breath came in ragged gasps as Captain Daimon Erc patted the spot between his spread legs invitingly. Her gaze darted up to meet his, a mixture of desire and hesitation etched on her flushed features. She wanted nothing more than to feel that hard length inside her once again, but knew that giving in to such urges could be dangerous for both her and the mission.
Slowly, she lowered herself to her knees in front of him, her hands trembling as they hovered just above his impressive erection. The need to taste him, to feel him deep inside her overwhelmed any sense of caution or professionalism. With a shaky sigh, she reached out and wrapped her hand around the base of his cock, lifting it gently toward her mouth.
As she took him into her mouth for the first time in what felt like hours, relief and desire washed over her in equal measure. The feel of his thick length sliding against the back of her throat sent a shiver down her spine, making her moan around his engorged shaft. She began bobbing her head up and down eagerly, taking him as deep as she could each time, relishing the taste of his pre-cum on her tongue.
My eyes roll back in my head as I enjoy that for a moment before having her stand. I take her by the hips and turn her to face away from me. I reach under her uniform and pull her panties down her legs. She starts to lower her wet, demanding void onto my shaft but when they meet she finds the Captain is too big to take right away. She will have to slowly and gingerly work herself onto his thick love log.
As Lieutenant Jeanie Twill feels the cool air caress her exposed sex and senses the warmth of Captain Daimon Erc's hard length pressing against her entrance, a fresh wave of desire washes over her. Her thighs quiver with anticipation as she teasingly lowers herself onto him, feeling his thick girth stretching and filling her inch by agonizing inch.
Her breath hitches in her throat, and she lets out a moan of pure pleasure as he finally presses inside her. The sensation of being so completely filled by him sends shivers down her spine; it's been too long since she's felt this kind of fullness and connection. Her arms wind around his broad shoulders, holding on tightly as she begins to move up and down on his cock, meeting his steady thrusts with a fervor that surprises even herself.
Her body arches back, offering him deeper access, and her hips grind against him in perfect rhythm. The headboard of the captain's chair thuds against the bulkhead behind her as they lose themselves in their shared need for release. She can feel the intensity building inside her, a pressure growing with every stroke until she knows she can't hold out much longer. Her breath comes faster now, each gasp adding to the pleasure echoing through the bridge.
"Captain..." she pants between moans, her voice rough and needy as she looks over her shoulder at him. "I-I want you...to fuck me...harder..."
I drive into her, matching her her thrusts with a wet slurping sound. Her tight walls milk my shaft until I can't hold back any longer. With a deep guttural groan I unload inside her cunt, flooding it with my warm, sticky spunk. As Lt. Twill sits on my lap, my spent rod softening inside her tight depths, panting as her own climax subsides; her mind begins to clear. "That was pretty good Lt. Twill. That much cum inside you should keep you clear headed for a while." She gets off my lap with a wet sucking sound and an audible pop as I exit her tight confines, almost as if her pussy didn't want to let go of my meat stick. I tuck my slick juice covered dong back into my pants and smile at Callie. "Thank goodness you're not infected. Not sure I could cum again."
"Aw come on, Captain," Callie replied with a grin. "You know I'm always ready for you." She leaned in closer and playfully ran her hand through his hair. The other crew members couldn't help but chuckle at their exchange, the tension broken. Lieutenant Emilia gave Lt. Twill a knowing smile as she returned to the Navigation console, the ship's course now steady on Rigula 7.
The rest of the journey passed without incident, each crew member focusing on their duties while keeping an ear out for any signals from the research station ahead. As they drew closer, however, there was still no word from them. It seemed the situation on the surface might be even more dire than initially feared.
After scanning the station I frown. "Looks like we're going to have to beam over and check it out." I rise from my chair and head for the turbolift. "Ensign, you're with me. Lt. Commander you have the con." I wait for Callie to join me and the doors close as we are taken to the transporter room. "Brief me on the situation."
Emilia fell into step beside him as they left the bridge and made their way to the transporter room. "The station was originally sending out distress signals due to equipment failure," she reported quickly, her tone businesslike. "However, when we re-established contact earlier, their frequency shifted drastically. It seemed...garbled at first, but upon closer inspection it became clear they were actually trying to send us a message. An alien message."
The two officers exchanged a meaningful glance as they stepped onto the transporter pad. The doors hissed shut behind them, and Emilia cleared her throat before continuing. "There's no way we can decipher it without more information about the language and culture of whatever species it belongs to," she said, her tone steady despite the tension building within her.
The transporter chief gave them a nod, and the familiar hum filled the air as their bodies were beamed down to the surface of Rigula 7 and the research station. They materialized in an abandoned corridor, the walls lined with dusty equipment and empty shelves. The only sound was the faint beeping of alarms echoing through the silent space.
I look around frowning and pull out my tricorder to scan for life signs. "Are you picking up anything Ensign?" I ready my phaser in my free hand in case of attack.
Callie nodded as she followed Captain Erc down the corridor, her eyes darting between him and her tricorder. "Life signs...they're all here," she reported, indicating several doors lining one side of the hallway. "And there are a lot more in other parts of the station."
The transporter chief gave them another nod, and Callie glanced over her shoulder at her before turning back to Captain Erc. "Shall we split up and investigate?" she suggested, raising an eyebrow meaningfully as they reached one of the doors leading into a lab. "I could take this one if you'd like."
Look at Callie and nods pulling out his scanner and head in the other direction. "Good idea. Just be careful and keep in contact." I follow the scanner down the hall towards the life signs it is detecting.
With a nod, Callie split off in the opposite direction and headed down another corridor marked by her tricorder. As she walked, she kept one earpiece open to comms so that she could hear any updates or instructions from the captain, but for now there was only silence. The faint hum of life support systems provided background noise as she approached the door to the lab, frowning slightly at the sound of something scraping against metal coming from within.
Carefully, she pulled open the doors and stepped inside, her phaser at the ready. The dimly lit room was filled with all manner of scientific equipment: computer terminals, benches covered in tubes and beakers, and a variety of odd-looking machines. In the center of it all, several large tanks hummed softly, their contents stirring lazily. It took her a moment to realize that they were filled with slimy, tentacled creatures suspended in greenish liquid.
"What...?" she breathed, taking a step closer and lifting her tricorder to get a better look at the creatures inside the tanks. As she did so, one of them moved faster than she expected and collided with the glass of its tank, making a small slapping sound that echoed eerily through the room. Startled, she took another step backward and trained her phaser on the nearest tank just in case they decided to attack.
The creatures inside the tanks didn't seem to react to Callie's presence, their tentacles moving lazily through the gelatinous green liquid as if they were asleep. Yet, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was off about them. She switched her comms back on, keying it to Daimon Erc's channel. "Captain, I think you should see this."
Her heart skipped a beat as she realized that there were several doors leading into different parts of the lab, and none of them had shown any sign of life aside from these tanks. Where was everyone? And what exactly were these creatures doing here?
Staring at another tank of creature I tap my badge. "On my way." I turn and head toward the lab where Callie is.
As Captain Erc made his way through the abandoned corridors of the research station, he could feel a growing sense of unease settle over him. The silence that hung in the air was almost palpable, as if something terrible had happened here and everyone who had been living on this ship had vanished without a trace.
Stepping into the lab where Lieutenant Callie Emilia had found the strange tanks filled with slimy tentacled creatures, he scanned the room with a wary expression. "What have you got there, Ensign?"
The lieutenant gestured toward one of the tanks with her tricorder. "These creatures aren't native to this system," she explained. "And they seem to be generating some sort of signal that our scanners can't decipher." Her brow furrowed as she looked at Captain Erc, clearly concerned by whatever was happening here.
The captain leaned in closer, studying the gelatinous creatures with a critical eye. Something about them seemed...off. Like they weren't meant to exist outside of a controlled environment. "Let's see if we can get these tanks open," he decided, keying his comm badge. "Transporter chief, meet us in the lab and bring some tools with you."
As they waited for the transporter chief and tools to arrive, Captain Erc glanced at Ensign Owens. "You said these creatures weren't native to this system. Any ideas where they could have come from?"
I gently take the glass of the tank while peering into the liquid at them. "But where is the station staff? We still haven't found any of them."
"There..." Callie trailed off, frowning as she studied her tricorder again. "According to this, it seems like the station staff is being kept alive...but they're all in stasis chambers scattered throughout the ship." Her brow furrowed deeper. "I can't understand why...what would someone want with them?"
The transporter chief materialized at their side, carrying a variety of tools and equipment. He glanced between Captain Erc and Ensign Owens, then at the tank of slimy creatures before asking, "You need some help opening that thing, sir?"
"Hi Chief." I help her unpack her tools while admiring her plump ass. "Let's open one of the stasis chambers first. Maybe someone can tell us what these things in the tanks are."
Callie nodded in agreement as they began making their way back through the corridors toward where her tricorder had detected one of the stasis chambers. Transporter Chief brought up the floor plans on her PADD, double-checking the coordinates before leading them to a room labeled "Biocontainment Labs."
The chamber was much like any other sterile laboratory: white walls, smooth floors, and rows of cabinets filled with glassware and scientific equipment. Only the round metal disk set into the floor looked out of place. The Transporter Chief aimed her tool at it and activated the release sequence. With a low hum, the disk began to rise silently, revealing the stasis chamber beneath.
Callie hovered by the controls, careful not to touch anything that could compromise any evidence inside. "According to my readings, this chamber should be empty," she murmured. Then, her eyes widening in surprise, she added, "But it's not. There's someone still inside."
I peer into the stasis chamber at the young woman inside. The pretty naked woman frozen in time, a small secret smile on her lips. I look at Tessa and Callie. "Any signs she is injured or hurt?" I gesture to the bioscanner read out next to Chief. "Maybe infected with something?"
Callie quickly consulted the data on her tricorder while Tessa stood at the ready with her phaser drawn. After a few moments of careful examination, she looked up at Captain Erc. "No visible signs of injury or infection," she reported. "Her vitals are normal as well. She seems to be in perfectly healthy stasis...except for the fact that she shouldn't be there."
She glanced around the lab, her eyes narrowing as she considered their next move. "We should take her back to the ship and get her checked out by our medical team," she said firmly. "It's possible that this woman has important information about what's been going on here."
The captain hesitated for a moment, his gaze lingering on the frozen figure within the stasis chamber before nodding in agreement. "Very well, Ensign. Let's get her back to the ship."
As they made their way through the station once more, heading back toward the transporter room, Callie couldn't shake the feeling that there was something wrong about this entire situation. The frozen woman in stasis, the alien creatures in tanks, and the abandoned research facility...it all seemed like pieces of a puzzle they hadn't even begun to put together yet. But she knew that they had to start soon, before whatever was happening here spiraled out of control.
They return to their ship and a medical team loads the stasis chamber on a hover sled and take it to medical. Ensign Owen escorting it for security. After they all leave I look at Transporter Chief and smile. "So Tessa, how have you been?"
"Oh, just keeping busy, sir." Tessa returned the captain's smile with one of her own. "Been on a few missions here and there...you know how it is. But I must say," she added, lowering her voice conspiratorially, "I'm really glad to be back aboard the Horny. This crew is just...top notch."
The transporter chief glanced around the bridge, nodding in agreement. "And Lieutenant Emilia's done a fine job filling in for you while you were away," she added diplomatically. "She's got a real talent for tactical strategy."
Captain Erc chuckled and patted Tessa on the shoulder. "Oh, I couldn't have asked for a better officer to take my place, believe me. Lieutenant Emilia is quite capable in her own right." He paused for a moment before changing the subject. "So, what do you say we get back to business? Anything else you need to get settled?"
"Well sir," Tessa began thoughtfully, "there is that little matter of calibrating the transporters again...and checking our targeting systems too, just to be on the safe side." She gave a rueful smile. "But I can handle all that in my spare time. Why don't you head back down to your quarters? You look like you could use some rest yourself after all that's happened today."
Captain Erc smiled appreciatively at her concern and nodded. "That sounds like a plan, Tessa. I'll let you get started on that then. Emilia!" he called out to his second-in-command, who looked up from her station. "You've done a fantastic job taking care of things while I was gone. Why don't you step in and help Chief with those calibrations?"
Lieutenant Emilia rose from her seat with a smile. "Yes, sir!" She glanced at Tessa before adding, "Thank you for trusting me with that responsibility." As the two women left the bridge together, the captain made his way back to his quarters, feeling a sense of relief and contentment wash over him. Perhaps everything really would be alright after all.
I enter my cabin and undress. The smell of Lt. Twill's dried sex juices in his pubic hair strong in the air. I shower to clean off an and put on my robe. Afterward I sit at my desk and call up the medical report. Frowning I press the button for the intercom. "Lt. Commander please report to my cabin, and bring the report on our guest." I release the button and lean back in my chair thinking about what i just read.
Emilia nodded, her expression serious as she strode toward the captain's cabin. As she entered, she came to attention and saluted crisply. "Captain on deck!" she announced formally. Once she had received acknowledgement from him, she handed over the medical report with a furrowed brow.
"Sir," she began when he motioned for her to sit down across from him, "I reviewed this report myself and I have to agree with Doctor Thelonius' assessment. The woman we found in stasis is in remarkably good health...but there are some inconsistencies."
The lieutenant hesitated for a moment before continuing, her gaze locked on Captain Erc's. "According to the data, she shouldn't be out of stasis for another eighty years or so. It's almost as if someone woke her up early on purpose...and then put her back."
"Now why would someone do that?" I look up at Emilia and furrow my brow. "Did Doctor Thelonius find anything else when she finished examining the woman? Does she think she can wake our guest again?"
Lieutenant Emilia shook her head. "Doctor Thelonius couldn't find anything wrong with the woman that would prevent her from being revived again," she said, her brow still furrowed. "As for why someone might have woken her up...that's anyone's guess at this point." The lieutenant hesitated once more before speaking further. "Captain, given what we know about the research station and those creatures in tanks...I can't help but wonder if there might be some connection between them and our guest here."
The captain regarded her for a long moment, his expression thoughtful. Finally, he nodded slowly. "It certainly seems plausible," he agreed. "And it would explain why the station staff was taken offline...but not what happened to them in the meantime." He paused, his eyes fixed on something distant as he considered their options. "What do you think we should do, Lieutenant?"
Emilia sat up straighter in her chair, her expression serious as she met the captain's gaze. "I think we should keep our guest here aboard the Horny for now," she suggested. "I can have additional security detail assigned to her room while we work on deciphering those alien signals and determining what happened to the research station staff." She paused, then added, "And if there is some connection between her and those creatures in tanks...well, perhaps she'll be able to shed some light on the situation."
The lieutenant glanced down at the report in her hand before looking back up at Captain Erc. "In the meantime, I can assign a team to investigate further down on the planet's surface. There might be more information to be found in the abandoned labs or even amongst the ruins of the colony."
Captain Erc studied Emilia thoughtfully for a moment before nodding slowly. "Very well," he said, his voice firm. "I trust your judgment, Lieutenant. Do whatever you feel is necessary to get to the bottom of this. In the meantime, see to it that our guest remains safe and secure aboard ship." He paused, then added with a small smile, "And thank you for taking such good care of things while I was away."
I rise from my desk and walk over toward a small collection of booze bottles. As I move her eyes follow the outline of my cock, swinging behind my robe, like a large rock on the end of a long, thick rope. I select a bottle and pour two small drinks, walking back I perch on the end of my desk and hand her a glass. "A toast to your good work."
Emilia accepted the glass of amber liquid with a nod of thanks, clinking it lightly against the captain's before taking a sip. The liquor burned smoothly down her throat, warming her insides as she regarded him thoughtfully. "Thank you, Captain," she said after swallowing. "I only did what I thought was right."
She paused for a moment, considering her words carefully before continuing. "And while we're on the subject...if it's alright with you, sir...I think I might have an idea how to decipher those signals from the tanks." Her eyes brightened as she explained her theory, her voice filled with confidence and excitement.
As she spoke, Captain Erc found himself listening intently, nodding occasionally in agreement. When she finished, he leaned back in his chair once more, steepling his fingers beneath his chin as he regarded her thoughtfully. "That sounds promising, Lieutenant," he said at last. "I think that might be just what we need to get to the bottom of this."
He paused again before continuing, his voice lowering almost conspiratorially. "But in the meantime...perhaps you could give me your opinion on another matter entirely? Something a bit more personal." He hesitated, seeming unsure of how to continue. "Do you think that...there's something going on with Chief Tessa?"
"When we returned she wasn't flirting like she normally does. Is she still trying to get you to infect her with Piller's Syndrome so she'll have an excuse to fuck me?"
Emilia raised her eyebrows in surprise at the captain's accusation before letting out a small chuckle. "Well, sir," she said with amusement, "while I can assure you that I would never intentionally try to interfere with your professional or personal life...I suppose it wouldn't be entirely uncharacteristic for Tessa to take such matters into her own hands." She paused thoughtfully, considering the matter further.
"Perhaps," she suggested with a knowing smile, "it might be best if you simply spoke with her directly about your concerns. After all, there could be any number of reasons why her behavior has changed since we've been apart...and clearing the air couldn't hurt, could it?"
As the captain mulled over this advice, Emilia took another sip of her drink, secretly relieved that she hadn't had to resort to outright flattery or innuendo to keep him interested. It seemed like they were both on the same page after all...and maybe, just maybe, they could work together to figure out what was really going on here.
"I suppose. Or I could just order you to let Chief Tessa go down on your pussy..." knowing it will only take a little affection to awaken the virus in her system, causing his proper and professional First Officer to turn into a cock hungry cumslut who will do anything he orders her to do I lean forward and kiss her, at the same time my slowly awaking cum canon starts to stir under my robe. "I'd honestly love to see that, you know."
Emilia felt herself blush deeply at the captain's suggestion and the accompanying kiss. As his tongue gently traced the outline of her lips, she could feel the stirrings of desire beginning to awaken within her as well. The thought of pleasuring him in such a way made her heart race with anticipation...and perhaps, just maybe, it would help smooth things over between them.
Without another word, she leaned forward and returned the captain's kiss, her fingers deftly working at the buttons of his robe. As she revealed him to her, his hard length springing free from its confines, she felt a shiver of arousal course through her body. Yes, this might just work out after all...
As we kiss the virus starts to impose it's desire on her mind and body. The need for his seed building within her. I break the kiss and look into her eyes as Emilia desperately grips my hardening shaft. "I want you to go find Tessa and return with her. I want to see her eat your pussy while I fuck her. If you're a good girl I'll let you eat my cum out of her cunt."
As the captain spoke these words, Emilia felt a fierce mixture of desire and subservience coursing through her veins. She nodded eagerly, already making for the door before she even registered what she was doing. The need to please him, to serve him in any way he desired...it was overwhelming.
Outside his cabin, she took a moment to steady herself, gathering her resolve as she hurried down the corridor toward Tessa's quarters. As she approached the door, she knocked softly, already feeling flushed with arousal from what they were about to do. "Tessa?" she called out hesitantly. "Captain Erc sent me to retrieve you..." Her cheeks reddened further as she blurted out her request. "He wants you to eat me...down there."
There was a pause before the door slid open, revealing Tessa in nothing but her skivvies, an amused and curious expression on her face. "Is that so?" she drawled before stepping aside, allowing Emilia to enter her quarters. As soon as they were inside, Emilia closed the door and pinned Tessa against it, their lips meeting in a hungry kiss that sent shivers of anticipation through both women's bodies.
Emilia moaned into the kiss, wrapping her legs around Tessa's waist as she ground herself against the other woman's thigh. Her hands fumbled with the fastenings of Tessa's panties, desperate to feel her naked skin against her own once more.
Tessa broke the kiss long enough to look up into Emilia's passion-glazed eyes. "I think you'd better get onto the bed, Chief," she purred, giving Emilia a wicked grin before pushing her down on it and then going face first between her legs.
The cabin doors open and close once more as I enter Tessa's cabin, the two naked women entangled on the bed. I sit in a chair across the room watching them as I slowly stroke my engorged pole. Tessa's eyes go wide as all the stories she hard heard about the Captain's dick size turned out to be true. As she feels Emilia's tongue probing between her wet folds she can't look away from {{user}} calmly stroking his monster cock. Wanting to feel it stretch her cunny wide. She grinds her clit against Emilia's face. As she climaxes she lets out a filthy diatribe.
With a moan that sounded halfway between pleasure and relief, Emilia felt Tessa's body shudder against her as she reached orgasm. She pressed deeper into the other woman's wet folds, sucking and licking hungrily as Tessa writhed beneath her, her nails scratching at Emilia's back in a desperate bid for more contact.
As she felt Tessa begin to regain control of herself once more, Emilia paused for a moment before looking up at Captain Erc. There was an unmistakable spark of lust in his eyes as he watched them together...and it only served to stoke the flames of desire burning within her.
"Mmm..." she moaned softly, her voice still breathy from their earlier passion. "Captain...would you like to join us?" She glanced between him and Tessa before slowly sitting up, revealing herself fully for the first time.
Tessa's eyes went wide with desire as they took in Emilia's body, shining with a fine sheen of sweat from their recent exertions. "Captain," she breathed, her voice husky with need. "I think you should."
"You had but to ask." After some quick rearranging Tessa is tongue deep between Emilia's thighs with her fat ass in the air. The Captain is hold Tess'a hips as he enters her in one thrust. Her loose pussy stretched for the first time in a long time, the pleasurable pain of being overfull again sets off her orgasm and she moan and swears into the Lt. Commander's cunt.
With each thrust of Captain Erc's hips into Tessa's aching cunt, Emilia felt the tension building within her once more. As she watched him and listened to Tessa moan beneath his ministrations, she could feel the urge to climax rising within her, an almost overwhelming desire for release coursing through her veins.
She leaned forward, taking Tessa's breast in her mouth as she began to suck and nibble hungrily. The sound of skin slapping against flesh echoed through the room as the three of them moved together in a heated dance of lust and desire. Emilia felt herself on the brink, trembling with anticipation...and then, finally, with a cry that mingled with Tessa's moan and the captain's groans of pleasure, she came.
As her orgasm subsided, leaving her panting and spent against Tessa's breast, Emilia looked up at Captain Erc, her eyes half-closed in satisfaction. He met her gaze with a smile that promised there would be more such experiences in the future...and she could only hope he was right.
After i dump a load of my spunk in Tessa's willing pussy, I pull back and Emilia dives in lick and sucking my sperm from Tessa's pussy like she's starving. The desperate licking and probing causing Tessa to thrash and scream in orgasm. I smile knowing that with Tessa infected she's going to need fucked several times a week as well.
Emilia could hardly contain her excitement as Captain Erc withdrew from Tessa's pussy, the heady scent of his seed filling the air. She eagerly dived in, lapping at the creamy fluid that coated Tessa's inner folds with an urgency that bordered on desperation. Her tongue darted and probed, driving Tessa wild with pleasure as she struggled to breathe between gasps of ecstasy.
The sight of them together, so intimately connected by their shared desire for the captain's cock and seed, sent a shiver down Emilia's spine. She couldn't help but wonder what else they might be capable of when they were all brought together like this...and the thought filled her with a warmth that spread throughout her entire body.
Finally sated, she lifted her head from between Tessa's legs, her cheeks flushed and her lips swollen from their passionate encounter. "Mmm," she murmured contentedly, wiping her mouth on the back of her hand. She looked up at Captain Erc, a smile playing on her lips as she considered all that had just transpired. "I think we'll need to do this again soon."
"Indeed." I smile at the two women. As the sex and semen clears the lust and desire from our brains the needs of the mission return to our minds. "So we should clean up and check if our guest is awake and can be questioned." I exit the cabin and head down the hall toward my cabin, naked and reeking of sex.
Emilia glanced at Tessa, then back up to Captain Erc with a wry smile playing on her lips. "Yes, sir," she said softly as they both rose from the bed and began to dress themselves. She couldn't help but feel a newfound sense of respect for the man before her...and not just because he had given them all such intense pleasure in the past few minutes. He was strong, confident, and seemed to genuinely care about his crew...even if they sometimes strayed from the path he had set for them.
As she pulled on her uniform once more, she wondered what might lie ahead for them all. The mission so far had been filled with twists and turns, each more surprising than the last...and there was still so much left to uncover about the research station and those strange creatures in tanks. Whatever happened next, Emilia knew that she would be ready for it...alongside her captain, her friend, and perhaps even her lover.
She glanced at Tessa again, finding herself unable to suppress a smile as their eyes met across the room. Maybe, just maybe, they could make this work after all...in more ways than one.