Crisis in Your Quarters
You wake up in a daze on the floor. You don't remember much about the night in
ten-forward last night. You remember accepting some Ferengi brandy from a
strapping young lad. He was younger than you, by three years, you think. He must
have been about 30. You think he was an ensign but you are not sure. You
remember he was quite polite and treated you like a woman. The room spins and
you realize you are still quite intoxicated, alone in your quarters. There is a
bleep at the door requesting entry. "Enter!" you say without thinking. The floor
spins under you and you realize you are naked. Hmmm, you think to yourself,
"That must have been one REALLY good night." You collapse back on the cool hard
floor.
Three teens, two male and one female enter your quarters. They are all visiting
cadets from Starfleet academy. One of the males sees you half unconscious and
whispers to his friends, "Shut the door. Let's have some fun!" The door hisses
shut and the three teens stand over you.
The teen girl whimpers, "I'm not sure this is a good idea, she looks hurt."
"Shut up, Meela!" one of the boys barks. Looking at Meela, he gets an idea. He
pulls out a phaser that he had hidden in his pocket and points it at.
"Where did you get that?!" Meela whispers with fear.
"I found it and now you are going to entertain us, Meela".
You regain consciousness but continue to lie quietly as the boy with the phaser
speaks to Meela while pointing the phaser at her. "OK Gord, what should I have
her do?"
The other teen boy looks at her with an evil smile. "You know, Jaim, that
Academy uniform looks awfully uncomfortable. Let's have her take it off."
"Oh, no!" Meela cries. "You can't be serious!"
"Yeah. Take off your pants, Meela." Meela hesitates but looks at the phaser
trained on her. She puts her thumbs in the waistband of her uniform pants and
pushes them down. Her small white panties ride low on her young but shapely
hips. She steps out of her shoes and pants.
"OK, you guys happy?" she asked nervously. "Why don't you do something with
her?" Meela points at your naked form. "She's already naked."
"WOW, Meela. You are a scorching!" Gord says.
She stands looking very nervous with her bare legs and feet getting chilly on
the cool deck floor.
Jaime waves the phaser at Meela. "Why don't you loose your top, too?"
Meela eyes start to well up tears. "Come on, guys. Please don't."
"Take off that itchy top, now." Jaim commands.
Meela hesitates but after seeing her classmates are not going to change their
minds, she reaches down, crossing her arms and pulls the bottom of her uniform
shirt up, revealing a white undershirt underneath. The undershirt goes up with
the uniform and Gord and Jaim see the smooth skin of Meela's slender torso, her
small belly button peeking out from under the clothing. Meela changes tactics
and uses one hand to pull down her undershirt while the other lifts her uniform
top over her head with some difficulty.
Meela stands there on the cold floor wearing nothing but a white undershirt with
lacey short sleeves and small white panties. Her round firm breasts were not
fully developed at her age of 18 earth years. They created a gentle swell in the
thin undershirt. Jaim motions with his weapon, "Take off the undershirt, too,"
his and Gord's eyes stare at their classmate, eager for what they are about to
see.
Meela shook her head, "I can't. I don't have a bra on." a tear running down her
cheek.
"Good," sneered Gord.
"Do it!" growled Jaim.
Meela looked down and watches her own body become exposed to her classmates. She
grasped the bottom of her undershirt and slowly lifted it. First her slender
stomach was revealed. Her skin was so smooth. Then her midsection and gentle
ripples of her ribs were visible. She lifted her shirt so just the bottom flesh
of her small round breasts was visible. She looked at the boys once more, and
crossed her arms to lift her shirt over her chest and head.
"Hey!" you say. "Maybe YOU guys should loose some clothes. It's only fair." Gord
and Jaim jerk their attention down at your prone, naked form lying on the floor.
You are a mature woman; tall and well proportioned, the sight of you rolling
over and exposing your front to them is more than distracting.
Gord speaks to you with lust in his eyes, "Yeah, that's a good idea."
He starts unfastening his pants. Meela covers her belly back up with her
undershirt and gives you a relieved look of thanks. You wink back at her and
smile. In a few seconds, Gord is naked from the waist down. His manhood stands
erect and eager. Meela swallows nervously eyeing Gord's member and Jaim's
phaser.
Gord then steps over to you. You sit up, looking at his erect penis. You take it
in your hand. It is hot to the touch. Gord moans slightly. You slowly run your
hand up to the head and then down the full length of his shaft, not squeezing
overly hard.
Jaim speaks up, still holding the phaser, "I want Meela involved. I've had a
crush on her since the 6th grade and I want to beat off watching her and Gord
doing it!"
Meela's worried look pops back onto her face.
"Calm down, Jaim." you say to the agitated youth holding the weapon. "We will
make everything work...just have patience. Let me talk to Meela, woman to
woman."
You release your grip on Gord's manhood and he gets a disappointed look on his
face. It doesn't look like he cares who gets sex as long as he was involved. You
stand up and move over to Meela. She is shaking so you pull her close to your
body. She rests her head, with curly brown hair, on your upper chest, your ample
breast under her chin.
You run your fingers through her curly hair and whisper to her, "These guys
don't seem dangerous, just horny. If we just give them what they want,
everything will be fine...and we may even have some fun."
Meela whimpers back, "I'll just don't want them to see me naked...I'm so
embarrassed."
You reassure her, "There's nothing to be embarrassed of. You don't have to take
your top off. Besides, he's got a phaser so we don't have much choice, but I'll
try to make it as easy as possible for you, OK? Just do as I say, Sweetie."
"OK" Meela murmurs.
You let go of Meela and turn toward Jaim. "I need to use the replicator to make
some things that will help make our experience more enjoyable for everyone. Is
that OK?"
You see Jaim's eyes rove up and down your naked form. You stand straight,
unashamed of your nudity. "Sure," he says and waves you over to the replicator
counsel with his phaser. "No tricks!" he warns you with a dangerous tone in his
voice.
You approach the councel and say, "Computer." The computer acknowledges with a
sequence of bleeps. "Make me 6 liters of Sensation Gel level 5." A large
container of thick pink liquid materializes in the replicator councel. You take
it out.
"Next, make me a large padded rug." A rolled up soft rug of thick fur-like
material materializes. You lift that out of the councel and spread it out on the
floor. Jaim watches suspiciously. Gord watches, his hand has drifted down to
clasp his engorged member. Meela watches nervously, her nipples erect poking
into her thin shirt.
You speak to the computer again, "Computer, make me an adjustable pull-up bar
and stand, 2 meters wide." A pull-up bar and stand materialize instantly. You
lift it out and set it on the rug.
"And, computer, raise the temperature in this room to 28 degrees Celsius."
"That's going to make it pretty warm in here." Jaim remarks.
"I like it hot." you say.
You lead Meela over to the pull-up bar on the rug and adjust the bar to be about
chest level. You crouch down next to her standing and look up into her innocent
brown eyes.
"We need to slip off your panties now, Meela. It will be OK."
Meela gets a tense look. Gord steps onto the rug and Jaim sits on a chair, one
hand on a phaser, the other hand massaging his crotch through his pants.
Meela stutters, "But I..."
You cut in, "It's OK, Meela. Your shirt comes down a little past your waist.
You'll still be mostly covered."
Kneeling in front of the young girl, you touch the sides of her slender legs
with both of your hands and slide them slowly up her hips, just under the bottom
of her shirt to find the edge of her panties. Meela watches you as you gently
grasp the edges of her underwear and slide them down over her hips and small
butt, down her legs so she can step out of them. Meela's shirt is barely long
enough to cover her pubic area. Jaim's self-massage quickens a bit and Gord, his
member still engorged, licks his lips with anticipation. Gord, standing behind
Meela, can see the bottom of her cute rump just past her shirt.
"OK, Meela, just kneel down here on the rug by the bar," you instruct the
nervous girl. She complies and kneels by the pull-up bar on the soft rug, making
sure her shirt doesn't ride up to expose herself in the process.
You move over to Gord. You look up at him. "You might as well get rid of your
shirt." Gord lifts off his shirt in a smooth motion revealing a well defined
abdomen and pectorals. You reach for the large container of Sensation Gel and
slide it over next to your naked kneeling form.
"What is that stuff?" the now-nude Gord asks as he bends over and touches the
liquid with this fingers. "Whoa! It tingles." he exclaims examining his
gel-coated fingers.
"It enhances the experience." you explain as you dip a hand into the liquid and
tranfer it to Gord's erect manliness.
"Oh my Gawd!" Gord's jaw drops, his eyes close and he starts to moan in
pleasure. "VERY nice!" You start stroking the full length of his cock slowly,
coating its entire surface with the slippery gel. Using your other hand, you get
another handful of gel and massage his tight scrotum.
"Hmmm, yessss..." Gord looks very happy. His dick is extremely hard and you can
feel his heartbeat throbbing inside of it.
You move back over to Meela, dragging the container of gel with you. The furry
rug tickles your knees and ankles as you move across it. Jaim stands up and
takes off his pants, exposing his own member so he can freely stroke it. He
moves his chair so it is 5 feet directly in front of Meela and the pull-up bar,
sits down and starts stroking with one hand, holding the phaser in the other.
You speak softly to Meela, "OK, just do as I say and trust me. It will be OK.
Just kneel under the bar facing Jaim."
Meela scoots into position, one hand on the bottom front of her shirt, holding
it down.
"Good," you reassure her with a calming tone. "Now, spread your knees apart...a
little further...that's right. Stick your bottom out...arch your back...nice.
Now, lean forward and reach up and used the bar for support."
You adjust the bar down a bit so she can reach it. Meela looks at you with alarm
and whispers, "If I reach up, my shirt will lift above my waist and Jaim will
see..."
"It's OK, Meela, I'll kneel in front of you, like this, blocking his view of
down there...OK?"
Meela nods weakly. She reaches up and grabs the bar. Her shirt lifts up a bit
and Gord, who is standing behind, gets a perfect view of Meela's gorgeous, firm
ass, arching back toward him. Jaim seems content, for now, at looking at your
back.
"OK, Gord. Kneel behind Meela," you instruct. Gord obeys immediately. His cock
straight and slick with gel.
"OK, Gord, move in close to Meela. You can grip the bar, too." Gord does as you
say and moves close. His gel-coated cock touches Meela on the ass-cheek. She
starts a bit, obviously tense.
"Just relax, Sweetie." you say. You reach into the gel container and bring out a
handful of gel. Kneeling in front of Meela, you place on hand on her bare hip.
You look down and see her small area of pubic hair, neatly trimmed. You see her
bare legs and belly. They are so smooth and warm. Her shirt now comes down
almost to her navel. You gently reach under her and touch her pubic hair, her
pussy lips and her inner thighs. You hear her take in a breath nervously.
"Shhhh..." you calm her and generously apply the gel to her. You lean over, your
head at her belly level. You gently kiss her on the belly. Meela looks at Jaim.
He is staring back, stroking his hard-on, watching her every expression, his
view of her waist still obstructed by you. You reach under Meela and grasp
Gord's cock. It is slippery and hot. You guide it against Meela's gelled slit.
Gord lets out a moan and Meela closes her eyes.
You gently speak to Meela, "Arch your back a little more, Sweetie." She does,
and you guide Gord's cock-head against her small opening.
"Now, Gord, carefully..." Gord slowly pushes his dick forward. You guide it into
her opening. Meela's eyes spring open and she takes in a sudden breath. The
engorged head of Gord's cock pops into Meela. Meela gives a whimper and bites
her lip. Gord pushes more of his shaft into Meela's gelly tight cunt. Her flesh
stretches around it to accommodate its girth. He moans with pleasure and grips
the bar tighter. You remove your fingers, the guiding is done, and kneel in
front of Meela, looking her in the face.
You smile and speak to Meela, "You are doing great, Sweetie!" You lean forward
and give her a brief kiss on her mouth.
She whispers to you, "It hurts but it feels tingly, too." Gord pulls out a bit
and then pushes in further.
Everyone in the warm room: you, Jaim, Meela and Gord are starting to sweat. Gord
starts establish a rhythm, moving in and out, slowly. Beads of sweat form on
Gord's forehead and back. A droplet of sweat rolls down Meela's cheek, down her
neck and into her thin, white shirt. The shirt starts to cling to the small,
beautiful curves of her chest. Jaim, stroking away on his cock, is forced to
stop momentarily, for fear of ejaculating before he is ready. Meela closes her
eyes and gets her first hints of pleasure in her expression. You move a bit to
the side so Jaim can get a full frontal view of Meela's body. Her arms gripping
the bar above her, her sweat-soaked shirt clinging to her breasts, her naked
belly, pussy and legs all moving in the rhythm of Gord's pumping. Gord was
enjoying himself thoroughly, sweat pouring off his brow and chin, dripping on
Meela's arched back.
You are in front of Meela again, whispering in her ear as she is getting pumped
from behind, "Do you want it to feel even better?" you ask.
Her breathing is heavy and her eyes closed, she gives you a harsh whisper back,
"Yes!"
You direct Gord how to change positions so Gord lays on his back under the bar
with his feet toward where Jaim is sitting. You help Meela carefully sit on
Gord's cock, so she is facing Jaim and her back is to Gord's face.
"Reach up and grab the bar, Meela," you instruct.
You guide Gord's cock into little Meela. Gord holds her bare glistening hips and
moves her up and down slightly.
"Ohhh, yeeesss..." Meela starts to moan. You kneel next to her, reaching under
the back of her wet shirt and rub her back.
"Does his cock feel good inside you, Sweetie?" you ask.
"Oh yes, YES", she says her eyes shut. The soft bouncing causes droplets of
sweat to fall from her curly hair. Jaim takes in an unobstructed view of Meela
impaled to Gord's balls.
"Don't bounce too fast, Gord. We want this to last." you say to Gord and he
slows his bouncing just a bit.
You grab the gel container and move it next to you. You reach in and scoop a
handful. Gently, kneeling next to Meela riding Gord, you start rubbing the gel
on the small of her back. You reach around to rub it on her hips. She has her
eyes shut and is gently bouncing up and down.
"Hmmmm," she murmurs.
You get more gel and rub it on her back under her shirt. You grab some more gel,
swing your leg over Gord head to kneel straddling his chest. You use both hands
to rub in the gel on her back under her soaked white t-shirt. When you rub the
upper part of her back it lifts her shirt a bit in the front so Jaim can see
Meela's bare midriff. You lean over to get more gel and you reach around and
start rubbing gel into her belly with both hands.
Gord's bouncing starts to increase in speed. Jaim is stroking fast, intently
watching. Meela still has her eyes shut, lost in the throes of ecstasy. You rub
gel over her belly, down in her small amount of pubic hair, over her ribs, up
under her sweaty shirt. Your hand grazes the bottom of her bare breast under her
shirt. Meela opens her eyes and turns her head and looks at you with some alarm,
still bouncing.
"It's OK," you assure her, kissing her cheek. Your other hand comes out from
under the shirt and gently cups one of her sweet little breasts through her
shirt.
"Just relax and let me take care of you," you say to her.
With one hand you start kneading her sweaty breasts through the shirt, with the
other you rub gel onto her flat belly. She closes her eyes again and enjoys the
sensations. With your rubbing massage you work her shirt up higher and higher.
Then with one stroke you lift the sweaty shirt up enough to reveal one small
breast to the world. Jaim watches and strokes. Meela doesn't seem to notice her
exposure. You take the opportunity and lift Meela's shirt over her head. Gord
stops the pumping. She gasps but lets you take her last piece of clothing off.
She covers her breasts with her hands and looks at Jaim nervously. Jaim stares
greedily back at her naked sweaty form. You reach up and gently pull her hands
down from her small round globes revealing perfect erect nipples.
"Very nice," Jaim will exclaim, still holding his member. "Now for the climax I
want you in that first position."
Meela, still embarassed by her completely revealed body, moves off of Gord and
kneels under the bar like before, arching her back away from Jaim. Gord gets up
and gets behind her. You see Jaim mouth the words, "Do her in the ass." to him.
Meela gets ready to accept Gord's cock like last time. You go around to the
front of Meela. Gord grabs her hip with one hand, grabs some gel with the other,
slathers it on his cock head and guides it against Meela's anus.
Meela frowns at first but then when Gord starts pushing, she cries out, "OW!"
You try to comfort her..."It will only hurt at first...just relax." Gord forces
the head of his shaft into her hole and he starts pumping fast, hard, and deep.
Meela yelps in pain as Gord slams his cock into her ass. Her ass cheeks and
breasts jiggle each time his hip collides with hers. She looks to you for help.
"Let go of the bar and bend over toward me," you instruct.
She lets go and you guide her head to your ample breast.
"Suckle me sweetie."
She looks up at you, tears in her eyes and looks at your large breast. She takes
your large nipple in her mouth and sucks hard. She starts to moan in both pain
and pleasure. Gord slams into her with new ferocity and Jaim stands, rushes
over, and wildly strokes his cock over her back. Gord lets out a grunt and
starts jerking wildly, releasing semen into her rectum. Jaim bites his lower lip
and sprays jiz all over Meela's sweaty back. Meela releases your nipple and
screams in climax. You bring her face up to yours, bury your tongue in her mouth
and clasp her small breast in your hand.
