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[Lovelynice]

“Angie” Momoiro

"Sorry Captain, please call me Vickie. I am unable to comply with your order as the pilot is flying the ship in gestalt mode, which is neither manual nor automatic control. Do you wish me to unplug the female crew members, and activate automatic pilot control?"

Angie didn't have a clue what the computer was talking about but agreed anyway, not at all sure if it was the right thing to do.

"Yes", Angie said, "Do that...I think"

I hope I'm doing the right thing here, she thought, Wow, it all feels so real!

She overheard the tough-looking version of Mike complain, "I bet he's recording every bit of this and plans to sell it around the galaxy. We'll never live it down in any starport from here to the Clouds of Magellan!"

Angie didn't know at first what he was talking about either, until she looked up at the big TV screen that had come down from the ceiling with the big green frog-alien thing on it. Was the alien laughing? Or was it perving on her?

She blushed hotly all over, then whimpered under her breath as the dildo pumped in and out of her.

 

[Veryknowing]

Lieutenant Commander Michael J. Stryker

".....Do you wish me to unplug the female crew members, and activate automatic pilot control?", the ship's AI had asked the Captain.

"Yes", the lovely female captain had ordered, "Do that...I think"

Mike watched as the VICKIE dildo thrust in and out a few more times, then slowly retreated after a final deep thrust. As soon as it did so. creamy fluids came gushing out of the naked captain's cunt and reminded the XO of how much he'd liked to give her something to replace it with. All around the Bridge, the dildoes were retracting and leaving the hot and horny pussies of the female Bridge crew, and there were moans and sighs that made Mike's dick throb.

The erratic movements of the ship stopped and their flight stabilized as automatic control took over.

"Doctor, could you please deal with our pilot now?", Mike said out loud, then straightened out the wrinkles in his uniform as he stood up properly with some relief. The violent lurching of the previous moment apparently hadn't done any damage, but he'd have to call the Chief Engineer to get that checked for sure.

"Well, Captain", Mike commented, "At least you and the other female officers will be able to move around a bit now, I think. That is how it works, isn't it?"

 

[MaidenHeart]

Marianne Serurier

All the thrusting and vibrating between her thighs was driving Marianne crazy with their distraction, making it hard for to think clearly. She watched as the naked captain "Angie" gave orders in a way that was like something out of a cheap B-grade movie, and wanted to touch her and do things to her instead. Marianne shook her head, surprised at her thoughs and wondered whether she was on drugs or something. Was she dreaming? Everything seemed SO REAL!

She was about to cum, oh so close to cumming, so close to the edge, it was too much! Then suddenly the thick phallus stopped pumping inside her and pulled out.

"Don't do that!", she complained out loud, and whimpered.

"I was just about there", she said more softly, then blushed as the wetness washed out of her pussy and soaked her bottom and the seat more thoroughly. She very nearly came then, but was left with the craving instead. On the brittle edge, needing it even more, and too hot for it to be anything like tolerable.

But something that somebody had said got through to her,

"Well, Captain", Mike commented, "At least you and the other female officers will be able to move around a bit now, I think. That is how it works, isn't it?"

Marianne tried to close her legs, but still couldn't. There was nothing holding her or restraining her, but she still had to keep her thighs wide apart as possible. So then she tried to stand up and get out of the chair, and found that she could.

She stood up and stepped away from the control panels and monitors, and looked around the Bridge. Everything felt incredibly real. It began to sink in that it everything was in fact very, very, very REAL.

"Oh my God", Marianne exclaimed, "I'm not dreaming"

She was in fact completely naked on the bridge of a very real starship. With men around. Looking at her. Enjoying her nakedness. She was also still very, very, very hot inside - and needing some real physical attention. Marianne blushed from her head to her toes, and felt the dripping of her arousal running down her legs, all the way down her legs even to her toes.

 

[Lovelynice]

“Angie” Momoiro

Angie felt the vibrating phallus move around and keep fucking her for a few more times, then suddenly it shoved in deep to the hilt, making the teenage girl gasp. She very nearly climaxed, then it slowly withdrew, pulling all the way out slowly and vibrating the entire time as it did so. When finally the phallus left her pussy, Angie clenched tight inside and couldn’t help moving forward in an attempt to get it back inside again. She suddenly wanted it too much, but when she remembered who was watching, Angie blushed and tried to pretend that she wasn’t really begging for it to be fucking her again. She felt empty inside, while juices flowed down between her obscenely parted thighs, drenching the chair even more so than before. The dripping was loud in her ears, shaming her.

"Doctor, could you please deal with our pilot now?" , the man who looked a lot like Amy’s step-brother said to the ship’s doctor, then commented to Angie, "Well, Captain…At least you and the other female officers will be able to move around a bit now, I think. That is how it works, isn't it?"

Angie heard Amy’s hairdresser friend, Marianne exclaim, "Oh my God…I'm not dreaming".

The other girl had stood up, and that made Angie wonder if she could as well. So she did, and swayed a little as if drunk, her legs feeling unsteady. Trickles of her lubricant began running down the inside of her still slightly parted thighs.

“Um…I think we need to have a…uh….meeting”, Angie said nervously trying to come up with an excuse to escape the room.

She glanced around at her friends, all three of the girls as beautiful, overly sexy in shape, and naked as her, then added…

“Um, sorry Captain gurgle…gurgle on nicks…can you wait a few minutes? …Marianne, Amy, and Mei….come with me”, Angie said, trying to sound like a captain despite her cutie-sexy voice, “Um…ah….and…ah….Michael? You have the…um…con.”

She hoped that she sounded like she knew what she was doing….because she wasn’t sure of anything.

“Come on, Mei, Amy, I think we need to talk…”, Angie repeated.

For some strange reason, Angie already knew where the Captain’s Ready Room was located, and headed towards the nearby metallic-white door. Her utter nakedness encouraged Angie to walk briskly, as she sought to escape the watching eyes of the men in the room. Her heavy breasts bounced and swayed in a way that kept surprising her too. Weirdly as well, although she was walking on tip-toe, she felt shorter or smaller somehow compared to the other people on the bridge…except her friends who looked just the same as they did in the last minutes of the party back on Earth.

Earth?! Was she really out in space somewhere?

I must have amnesia or something, she thought, how else can explain not knowing how I got here?


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[Iced_Cherry]

Mei Lau

Mei had been too suprised by finding herself naked on the bridge of a starship - a real starship - to do more than watch the events around here with a dazed expression. It didn't help her to think any more clearly about what was going on, that there was a thick vibrator plunging in and out between her widely parted thighs, or the tingling feelings on her nipples and elsewhere.

My gawd, she thought, I'm NAKED on a starship!

It was the only clear thought that went through her mind, and she kept repeating it as if to assure herself that it was true. She didn't even notice that she was saying the thought aloud in a soft voice.

The appearance of the monster alien thing on the big tellie just added an even more nightmarish quality to the whole situation.

"Gawd", she whispered aloud, "I'm naked on a starship."

The thought kept running through her head.

Then the vibrator that had been giving her such a great time pulled out of her, wetly slurping and embarassing her further as it did so. Mei was disappointed with the empty feeling that remained, but her body still tingled all over. Then she began to come out of her daze, and looked around the bridge - of - the - starship.

She really, truly, without any doubt, was naked on a starship.

“Um, sorry Captain gurgle…gurgle on nicks…can you wait a few minutes? …Marianne, Amy, and Mei….come with me...Um…ah….and…ah….Michael? You have the…um…con.”

The honey sweet and slightly panting voice came from - the captain - who was - Angie(?)

Mei nodded, her eyes still wide in a daze, and stood up and stepped away from the weapons console. She was somewhat surprised that she could. Then she looked down again at her nakedness. Mei knew deep down inside that she could NEVER wear clothing EVER AGAIN - the thought was sort of freaking her out, but somehow Mei was too overwhelmed by her hot feelings inside and the distraction of the intense NEED. Gawd, she was horny!

“Come on, Mei, Amy, I think we need to talk…” , Angie - the naked captain - repeated.

Mei looked at her, and sighed, because all she really wanted to do right then was run over there and do things to that beautful luscious far too sexy girl. Seh tried to think of her as a woman, or some other more mature term, but couldn't. The only terms that kept occurring to as being appropiate were words like bimbo, cutie, pussy, piece-of-ass, chick, girl, babe...

She wanted to run her hands between beautiful Angie's thighs, caress her lovely rounded ass, but then Mei shook her head trying to regain some self control. Without conscious choice, Mei was already walking over to the naked Angie, following her. Then Mei realised that meant she was right in the middle of the room now, naked, nude, starkers, without a stitch of clothing on, in front of fully clothed men who were perving on her.

With an "Eek!", Mei ran for the door of the captain's ready room just as it opened for Angie.

As she ran, the chinese girl desperately wanted to cover herself, but like at the party, her hands wouldn't move to do so. That encouraged her to run faster. Her huge mounds bounced annoyingly on her chest so that Mei had to hold them still, pushing them up from underneath, as if holding them out for somebody's inspection.

 

[ImpWizard]

"Drew" Pedersen

With long experience with the sounds and light displays of the UNSS Pathfinder's faster-than-light drive, Drew noticed the slight peculiarity of the previous build up to the "jump" even before the CX-Drive had fully activated. Slight peculiarities were common enough, as the new fangled and still not completely understood science of hyperspatial physics had a lot more guess work involved than any engineer liked to admit to. The math was never quite perfect. It worked, and that was enough most of the time.

Just minutes before the Jump, one of the Lemon Angel crew members spotted a pile of clothes on the floor close to the main drive poles, and had brought the find to Drew's attention. He went over and had a look, and saw that there were in fact four discrete piles of clothes. Women's clothing by their look. Civilian. Not uniforms. Boots, shoes, skirts, tops. Drew picked up a few items and had scratched his head trying to work out how in the hell these clothes got here. He'd immediately ordered the Lemon Angel girls to search the Engineering Room and then informed the XO.

A search found more odd items scattered about; handbags, jewellery, women's underwear. That was what gave the game away in his mind. There shouldn't have been any women's underwear ANYWHERE on the entire ship. The Lemon Angel femdroids were forbidden from wearing any (although they apparently wanted to), and Captain Angel Momoiro and her "Pink Angels" female officers couldn't wear any clothing AT ALL.

There was only one possible conclusion - SPIES!

Unfortunately the ship went through Jump before the Chief Engineer had a chance to inform the Bridge. He had to wait, and then there were problems with the ship's intercom systems due to an unlucky short circuit at the wrong time.

Drew hated Jump as well. The drugs in his arm-band always made him feel a bit dopey for a few minutes afterward, everytime. He was envious of the female officers in that respect, as after going through the Star Nymph process they didn't need to use the drugs. They didn't even need to wear spacesuits, which was a pretty amazing thing too.

As soon as he got past the dopey feelings, and the intercom was operational again, Drew called over one of the Lemon Angels. Hard to remember they were femdroids; they looked entirely human. Biologically they almost were human. Only their brains were cybernetic, and their bones were artificial. Apart from that, they would've checked out as completely human to any observer without the most advanced medical scanning technology. He looked the girl up and down, admiring the shortness of her skirt and the lovely long legs revealed. She was nice.

"Ensign Suzy", he said to the beautiful girl, "Take these clothes upto security, make sure they get a thorough scan. I want them tested and examined for any clues as to who wore them."

The girl saluted and headed off, her ass swinging nicely as she walked in her high heeled silver boots.

After that he called up the bridge on the intercom.

"XO, Captain, I think we have a problem", he said, and then explained in brief, "Those clothes we discovered in Engineering just before our last jump include women's underwear, I think we have spies onboard. Disguised as female crew members. They could be almost anybody. We don't know what they look like yet."

Then Drew called up Dr Steve Jameson, the Xenotechnologist.

"Hello Steve?", he asked, "Do you think you could check out some items that I'm sending up to security right now? There's something very odd about them."

 

[Wolk]

Dr. Steve Jameson

Steve couldn't see what was going on in the con room, as his attention was focused on the feed from the alien ship. But he did notice Angie and Mei rushing past the open enterance to the little room where he sat by the display. Their big, bouncing tits caught his eyes and gave Steve an immediate erection.

Ah, what a huge distraction it was, and how impossible to fight! The Pink Angels couldn't resist the men's attention, but it was almost equally difficult for Steve to resist pouncing on these gorgeous creatures hot beyond belief. He had a job to do, however, and so did they. Those jobs would be interrupted and put on hold in favor of naughty humping more and more.

This time, too, the only thing that saved the girls was a call from Drew. Steve listened to him attentively, his mind churning over the possibilities. Whatever part of it was still supplied with blood did, anyway. Still, he was sane enough to worry about the technical issues of how spies would make it into the ship. If someone had the ability to beam beings past their protective screens and even disguise them as humans, Steve needed to know who, and how.

"Thank you, Drew. I will take a look right away." He said before cutting the link.

Steve left the signal from the alien ship to be recorded for his later review and exited the small room. A short trip later he had the recovered 'artifacts' in his hands. Steve examined every bit, running his fingers over the gentle fabric of those panties, noticing wet spots on them. He probed them with his finger lightly and nodded, satisfied that the consistency was much alike to natural lubricant.

Spies, likely, but how?

Steve pondered for a while and finally decided that the best way to get information in this case would be to catch the spies themselves. Whoever the spies were, certainly had female form, as they thought of using female attire as cover. The Lemon Angels could be inspected one by one and their brains scanned. Even if one was a reprogrammed copy, it will be recovered. That left the Pink Angels. Steve carefully collected samples off the clothes and recorded measurements. The bust sizes were much too small to belong to any Pink Angel, but Steve couldn't discount the possibility that they used implants. He would need to check, as discreetly as possible.

'A hand inspection for implants and vaginal sampling might uncover something.' Steve thought.

With his goals set, he went to Captain's Ready Room, where he last saw Angie and the rest going. He discreetly used authorization granted to him as a person investigating a matter of internal security to open the door and entered.

"Hey, Captain, girls." Steve grinned. "Do you want to play?"

He didn't have to pretend that part. His cock strained the uniform pants tightly and obviously since he caught sight of the running girls. Now they were naked before him, still gorgeous as ever.

"You all have such beautiful breasts. You shouldn't be running around teasing us like this." He stepped forward and put one hand onto Angie's breast and another onto Mei's. Grinning, Steve rubbed them and groped at their flesh. "Mmm, so nice!"

He groaned in pleasure, biting his lip and looking at the girls' faces. To his best ability to detect, their tits were very much real.

 

[Lovelynice]

“Angie” Momoiro

When the door opened, Angie had barely stepped inside before the busty and nude chinese girl, Mei, came charging in behind her. The other girl's large breasts rubbed across Angie's bare back, with Mei's nipples feeling particularly hard and noticeable. The sensation triggered warmer feelings inside where the Russian-Japanese girl burned too intolerably hot already. She bit her lip and glanced down, reminded again that she was naked as if she could ever forget it. That absolute certainity of knowing that she would never be able wear clothes EVER rose up and shamed her once more. It was as if some part of her had the job of always telling her this, making sure that she was well aware of how embarrassing it was. It worked. Angie blushed hotly, even between her slickly wet thighs.

She looked around the room hoping for a desk and chair, like they had on Star Trek, but the ready room had a huge bed instead. It was nearly four metres wide and circular, covered in white satin sheets and several cushions. Around the edges there were hooks with white silken ropes hanging down. There was also a few pink dildoes of various sizes and different styles, including glass ones and ones with beads. The only things that seemed to show that this room had anything to with the captain of a starship were the starmaps that were on every wall.

The ceiling was a single huge mirror.

"Oh-oh", Angie said out loud, "I think that I must've made a wrong turn."

She turned to go back out, when Angie saw that the other naked girls had arrived in the room as well. That was what decided her on what to do. Angie looked to her best friend, Amy, for advice...and hoped that the nude half-korean girl with the huge tits and a body that would've shamed Jessica Rabbit really was Amy. All four of the girls had bodies equally oversexy in shape, and in some ways that might've made it difficult to tell them apart, Angie thought as she looked her friends over.

"Amy?", Angie said in a cute voice as the door closed behind her, "That is you isn't it?"

The door opened again and a very masculine voice interrupted them.

"Hey, Captain, girls...Do you want to play?....You all have such beautiful breasts. You shouldn't be running around teasing us like this." "

Angie didn't even have the chance to turn around before a wide hand groped her huge and fleshy right breast.

"Mmm, so nice!", commented the man who looked so much like one of Mick's geeky friends but was much more muscular and good looking.

He groped and caressed and played with Angie's well endowed chest, apparently careless of her own thoughts and feelings about what he was doing. Angie tried to move away, but instead discovered herself breathing in and pushing out her tits to be fondled. Her voice of complaint about this rude groping was tiny and breathless.

"Please, mister Steve", she cooed, "Don't touch my titties like that...."

She wiggled in obvious flirting, but that wasn't anything like what Angie had been intending to do. Neither were her words what she'd been intending to say. She also parted her legs, daring this man to touch her elsewhere.

 

[Veryknowing]

Lieutenant Commander Michael J. Stryker

The captain had surprised him before with her sudden calls for meetings with the other female officers on the bridge, but this time when Captain Angel stood up and started walking towards the ready room, Mick was taken back by the apparent impulsiveness. He only shrugged, but inside he was wondering what the hell was going on. Usually, the captain would at least finish a conversation with a hailed ship in a more polite manner - unless she was intending the blow the other ship out of the sky. That didn't seem to be the case this time though.

His dick had hardened to the point of tenting his trousers rather plainly as Mick watched the luscious female officers, the "Pink Angels", run towards the ready room as if impatient to get off the bridge - or maybe - because they were expecting to have some fun in the ready room. Mick didn't plan on being left out of the fun if he could help it.

He glanced up at the big TV monitor with the image of the Fumbori captain lolling his tongue around, all wide eyed at the behaviour of the Pathfinder's bridge crew. The alien captain seemed to be enjoying what he was seeing like it was great entertainment. Mick decided to follow Captain Angel's lead.

"Sorry captain, it looks as if we'll have to continue this conversation later", Mick spoke to the monitor, "UNSS Pathfinder signing off."

The monitor went black as the ship's computer, Vickie, cut the transmission.

"Call from engineering, Lieutenant Commander Stryker", Vickie's synthetic but very sexy female voice said from nowhere.

"Put it through", Mick replied.

"XO, Captain, I think we have a problem", the voice of the chief engineer spoke from the intercom, "Those clothes we discovered in Engineering just before our last jump include women's underwear, I think we have spies onboard. Disguised as female crew members. They could be almost anybody. We don't know what they look like yet."

"Damn!", Mick swore as his mind raced.

How was it possible? Spies? How could a group of spies get onboard a starship in deep space like that, well over a hundred lightyears from Earth?

"Vickie? Inform the Redjacks to go on full alert and search the ship top to bottom", Mick said out loud, "Check every Lemon Angel on the ship - thoroughly - and", he remembered the four female officers rushing into the ready room just before the call.

No, it couldn't be them, could it? Could somebody have replaced the lovely Captain Angel and those beautiful women with simulcra or women who looked like them? They'd have to be physically checked. Questions would need to be asked.

The bridge main doors opened and the Xenotechnologist, Dr Steve Jameson walked right through to the captain's ready room. Mick barely turned in time to see him go in. Should he follow or stay on the bridge? No, he'd have to stay on the bridge. If that was really Captain Angel in there, then her orders were legitimate and he was forced by regs to comply. Nobody said anything about observing though.

"Vickie, internal camera for the captain's ready room", he ordered the ship's computer, "Put the feed on the main monitor."

The big TV monitor lit up again, this time with a clear, high resolution image of the four naked and very beautiful young women standing in the ready room. Steve was "checking" the knockers of the naked female Captain and Lieutenant Mei Law. From the angle of the camera, Mick had a perfect view of Lieutenant Amy Yoo's lovable rounded ass, her legs slightly parted. He could so easily imagine fingering her wet cunt between those slightly parted thighs. It was such an inviting space. He'd be thrusting a finger in and out right that very moment, seeing how wet she was. Funny how Amy moved and wiggled almost as if she was really feeling what Mick was imagining doing to her.

 

[Wolk]

Dr. Steve Jameson

At first Steve mostly came in to check for the purpose of spy hunting, but it didn't last long. The Pink Angels were such sexy, wanton girls that the moment he had one in his hands, squirming, protesting weakly with her voice, yet inviting him with her body, his male instincts took over reason.

He had his sexy Captain Angie in his hands and he was going to have her so nicely and thoroughly. It is what they both wanted.

Steve let go of Mei, thereby unknowingly allowing her just enough freedom to not take part. He now grabbed both of Angie's big tits from behind. Steve mauled and groped her chest thoroughly, shamelessly. He squeezed her flesh and pulled on her nipples, making them harden. In the process he grew more and more excited. His breathing and heart rate went up and she could hear it. He gasped dirty appreciations into her ear.

"Ah, Captain, I love your tits! They are huge! I'll make them bounce so nice when I fuck you. These nipples are so sexy. Does it make you wet when I twist them like this? Mmm, Angie! Let's check..."

He let go of one of her breasts and slid his hand down along her stomach and between her invitingly open legs. While Steve's fingers invaded her naked, oozing pussy, he leaned his head and put a deep sucking kiss onto her neck.

"Oh, look how wet you are, Captain!" He grinned, brining his fingers up to her face. He rubbed them across her lips, leaving a rich trail of her own pussy's juices on them.

"Does your pussy feel empty, Captain?" He moaned into her ear, feeling the urgent need to fuck her. His cock was rock hard, tenting his uniform's pants unbelievably.

He would not do it just yet. He had her in his hands and would play with her. The right hand went back between Angie's legs and thrust three fingers into her wet hole. Steve began moving them rythmically in and out, fucking her with his fingers. Fingers were far more agile than a cock, though a lot shorter. He moved them within her, entering her, leaving her, making sure her pussy is stimulated as much as possible.

"Are you going to cum on my hand, Angie?" Steve moaned into her ear. "Mmm, naughty girl!"

 

[Tanuki]

Amy trembled as the dildo slowly, almost reluctantly withdrew from her. She looked down to see a little gush of fluid come out of her, and she groaned. Instead of relief, the absense of the dildo inside her made her feel so unfulfilled, and she considered trying to put it back in.

"Doctor, could you please deal with our pilot now?" said the voice, that Amy was sure was her brother. She stood up awkwardly, stiffly, the need that concentrated between her thighs making movement difficult.

"Oh my god," she gasped, quietly, as she looked around the bridge, seeing more people she hadn't noticed while sitting. Amy wasn't stupid, the bridge of whatever they were on was no stage construction, it was real. It had to be. Which meant, she was really a pilot. How didn't matter, what mattered was finding out where they were, and what to do?

She noticed Mike then, her brother, only he looked different - older, more muscular, and more handsome. And he was . . .

"Mike!" she shrieked, unable to cover her nakedness, but blushing brightly. "Don't look at me like that!" His eyes were moving over her breasts, and down between her legs, and no doubt he could see all her wetness. She shivered, as her body reacted beyond her control to his gaze. "And tell your buddy Steve to stop looking, I saw him looking before!" she wailed.

“Um, sorry Captain gurgle…gurgle on nicks…can you wait a few minutes? …Marianne, Amy, and Mei….come with me”, It was Angie, she realized, only like before, her friend looked like her Playmate version of the real Angie. Amy giggled at her attempt to sound official, “Um…ah….and…ah….Michael? You have the…um…con.”

“Come on, Mei, Amy, I think we need to talk…”, said Angie again, gesturing for them.

Amy giggled again. "Oh, yes maam, errr, Captain!" she said, with a mock salute. This was kind of fun, she realized, as she followed Angie through the door to the Ready Room. Ready Room? she thought, how do I know that?

The Captain's Ready Room looked more like a . . . well Amy had never seen anything like it, and yet, she had seen it before, had been here before. Just like she'd been on the bridge before. Angie turned around, saying "Amy? That is you isn't it?"

Amy had only time to nod, before the door opened, and Steve entered, or what looked like Steve. Amy watched in awe, and a bit of jealousy, as Steve began to grope two of the other girls.

"Please, mister Steve", cooed Angie, to Amy's shock, "Don't touch my titties like that...."

Amy's jaw dropped at her friend's behavior, how could she let Mike's sleezy friend do this? It was at that moment she felt someone touch her down between her legs.

"Oh!" she cried softly, backing away from Steve. Yet the touch continued, and she spun about, but no one was within reach of her. Despite what her eyes told her, she could feel the finger sliding about her soaked pussy lips, and then she gasped as it began to plunge inside her. "No!" she moaned, her thighs spreading of their own accord. She bent at the waist a bit, her hands clutching her thighs, and her mouth open as the finger delved deeply inside her. At the same time, she saw Steve moving his hands all over Angie's delicious body, and it only added to her own desire as she watched Angie writhe in pleasure. It was a world gone insane, yet Amy's body was crying out for sex.

"Oh god, I have to get out of here!" Amy whimpered, struggling to turn and leave through the door. She had to talk to Mike, he would know what to do.

The sensation of being fingered didn't let up as she walked awkwardly toward Mike, who was looking up at a monitor. He turned then, and as he did so, the finger stopped, making Amy moan in disappointment as the empty, needy feelings returned.

"M-Mike," she whimpered, stopping in front of him and grabbing his arm. "What's going on here? What am I doing on this ship? What happened to my clothes - my skirt . . . my panties!!?"

As she looked up at the man who resembled her brother, yet somehow wasn't, she realized how incredibly handsome he looked - strong, masculine, commanding . . . she blushed as her body reacted to his nearness.

 

[Veryknowing]

Lieutenant Commander Michael J. Stryker

Watching the scene in the ready room on the main monitor, Mick wished that he could excuse himself from the bridge to join in, but since the captain had ordered him to take the con, he was stuck. The delectable and oh-so-very-fuckable "Pink Angels" usually managed to give him a near constant erection dangerously close to being diagnosed as priapism, but he'd rarely had the chance to fuck any of the girls. Not for at least for the past month.

He watched as Captain Angel Momoiro was groped and finger-fucked by that new guy, the xenotechnologist mission-specialist, and could see that despite Captain Angel's complaints, her body was crying out to be fucked. She deserved to be, and a lot. Maybe he better send for some of the Lemon Angels and even a Redjack to help out.

At the moment though, Dr Jameson appeared to have the situation well in hand. Mick grinned at the pun.

Lt. Amy Yoo was heading towards the door to leave the room as Mick thought about fingering that sweet wet cunt of hers. Fingering her the whole time as she wiggled that sweet ass...

"Oh Yeah, that'd be good!", he said aloud to himself.

Amy Yoo left the ready room, but Mick kept watching the action on the monitor so he hardly noticed her approach him from behind.

"M-Mike", Lt. Amy Yoo whimpered, stopping in front of him and grabbing his arm. "What's going on here? What am I doing on this ship? What happened to my clothes - my skirt . . . my panties!!?"

He looked down at this beautiful naked Asian and smiled.

"Huh? Lieutenant Yoo, you surprised me!", Mick replied, "Clothes, panties?"

He laughed.

"You know, Lieutenant Yoo", Mick said to her, "Let's see if you remember the rules. Answer me clearly, you do know that you have to be always naked, all the time, and that you can never, ever, not for any reason, ever wear clothing? Not even panties or jewellery or shoes? That is one of the rules of the universe, right?"

"What brought this up?", Mick added, "I haven't seen you wear any clothes in over three years! You're always nude! Which is a good thing too. Makes you a lot easier to fuck and grope."

He reached out with one hand and started playing with her right nipple, circling it, and pinching the hard little cylinder softly. At the same time, he saw that a Lemon Angel had walked up behind Lt. Amy Yoo as well. The other girl, started caressing both rounds of Amy's backside, then sliding her hands up and down the space between Amy's parted thighs. Mick smiled as the young pilot parted her legs wider, and leaned over to give the Lemon Angel girl better access. He imagined that his cock would feel pretty good fucking Amy right then, sliding in and out, fucking her slowly while he talked to her. He thought about doing that even as he started using both hands to pinch and play with Amy's two little excited cylinders that stood out so proudly. Her nipples had swollen to almost an inch long, and were probably incredibly sensitive from the way the young female pilot was reacting.

"As to what you're doing on the ship, I assume that's a rhetorical question", Mick said, "Otherwise I'd have to wonder if you're an alien spy. Security is searching for four female spies at this very moment. You aren't one of them are you?"

He imagined his thick pole sliding in and out her wet young cunt as he said this, because that's what Mick was planning to do real soon.

 

[Tanuki]

Amy Stryker

"Huh? Lieutenant Yoo, you surprised me!", Mick replied, "Clothes, panties?"

He laughed, adding to Amy's bewilderment.

"You know, Lieutenant Yoo", Mike said to her, "Let's see if you remember the rules. Answer me clearly, you do know that you have to be always naked, all the time, and that you can never, ever, not for any reason, ever wear clothing? Not even panties or jewellery or shoes? That is one of the rules of the universe, right?"

Amy vaguely remembered such rules, as the knowledge filtered through her mind. But who on Earth would make such ridiculous rules? And why was he calling her Lieutenant Yoo?

"Mike, that's ridiculous . . . I want my clothes back!" she protested.

"What brought this up?", Mike added, "I haven't seen you wear any clothes in over three years! You're always nude! Which is a good thing too. Makes you a lot easier to fuck and grope."

Amy shook her head in total confusion. "Mike - you are Mike, aren't you? What are you talking about? Hey, stop that!!" she exclaimed as he reached out with one hand to her breast. Amy yelped as one of her nipples was taken into his fingers to be caressed and pinched. She twisted her torso a bit to escape the delicious sensations. Why did she react so, he was her brother! Or was he? He looked like Mike, but he also looked different. And she'd never found her brother remotely attractive, yet this man was so attractive he made her heart flutter.

She was squirming in the possession of Mike's teasing fingers, when suddenly there were two hands on her bare bottom. Amy jumped, inadvertently pressing her breast into Mike's hand as what turned out to be a . . . woman . . . sliding her hands up between Amy's thighs. The woman was dressed in a white uniform, a Lemon Angel, she realized. What's a Lemon Angel? thought Amy, and why's she touching me? Amy shivered as her body warmed to the soft touch, and she spread her legs invitingly, blushing at her body's response that she was unable to prevent. Why does it feel so good to be touched by another girl? she thought. And one with such bad taste in hair color!

How embarrassing to be reacting like this in front of such a handsome man, even if he looked like her brother. "Mike, please . . . make her s-stop!" she begged, bending over slightly as the girl caressed her inner thighs. She seemed to know just how to make Amy feel good. Meanwhile, Mike didn't stop, instead now both his hands began teasing her nipples, and Amy moaned as she felt her nipples swelling into his fingers, her breasts feeling tight.

"M-Mike, please!" she whimpered, "What are you do---ohhh!!"

A warm, thick cock was suddenly pushing its way into her heated pussy. She arched her back, her hands clutching at Mike's arms helplessly as she was impaled slowly and teasingly, right there on her feet. She had a death grip on Mike's strong forearms, and she nearly came by the end of the first deep stroke inside her inflamed pussy. She looked back . . . but there was nothing, just the purple-haired girl kneeling down and holding her legs open. Yet she could feel something inside her, now slowly sliding in and out, making her tremble helplessly.

"As to what you're doing on the ship, I assume that's a rhetorical question", Mike was saying, his hands still in possession of her impossibly swollen nipples, "Otherwise I'd have to wonder if you're an alien spy. Security is searching for four female spies at this very moment. You aren't one of them are you?"

Amy bit her lip to stiffle a moan. "M-Mike, what's happening? S-stop that, please! . . . a spy? Ohh!! . . . Alien spy?" She squirmed against him, trying to escape whatever was penetrating her so deeply by pressing up against Mike. Was it some kind of game, he wanted her to confess? She couldn't help noticing how broad and strong his chest was. Definitely not her brother.

"I'm not a spy!" she moaned, helplessly taken by his teasing hands and the invisible cock that slowly tormented her. "I'm Amy Stryker, I'm . . . 20 years old . . . just-ohhh!! Just tell me what . . . you w-want me to say, please, Mike??"

Amy was panting heavily now, her breaths coming in short gasps as she arched against Mike, feeling the swell of an orgasm approaching.

 

[Veryknowing]

Lieutenant Commander Michael J. Stryker

As the girl in front of him held tightly onto his muscular arms, Mick delighted in taking in her nakedness so close to him, but a nagging feeling of things not quite right was getting to him. For starters, why did she keep calling him "Mike"? Amy Yoo and and everyone else on the ship, and all of his friends for years knew him as Mick. Nobody but strangers pretending to be friendly ever called him Mike.

"M-Mike, what's happening? S-stop that, please! . . . a spy? Ohh!! . . . Alien spy?" , the naked girl said.

Mick loved how she moved, just like she was being fucked from behind. He could so easily imagine his dick sliding in and out between her wet folds too, filling her, stretching her, then punding into her. Damn, he really wanted to fuck her right then and there!

"I'm not a spy!", she protested, "I'm Amy Stryker, I'm . . . 20 years old . . . just-ohhh!! Just tell me what . . . you w-want me to say, please, Mike??"

Mick frowned as what she was saying finally sunk in past the haze of horny desire, and the thought occurred to him that maybe this naked woman in front of him really was an alien spy. He didn't want to give her warning that he might be onto her, that she'd made a mistake, but it was possible that the way she was holding onto him was only a ruse. The other possibility was that she was the same Lieutenant Amy Yoo that he'd gotten to know and fuck so often after every practice session on the mats, but maybe she was confused by the recent Jump. That had happened sometimes before.

He looked towards the main doors and at the Redjack assigned to bridge security; Mick mouthed a command very slowly and as clearly as he could without saying anything audibly. He hoped the Redjack was good at lip reading. The mandroid nodded, apparently understanding, then began walking closer and up behind the naked girl. At the same time, the Lemon Angels on the bridge also reacted, about half of them leaving their posts and coming up behind the naked girl as well.

Mick shifted his hands from playing with the naked girl's nipples and slid his left hand to her hip while sliding his right hand down to her cute little groove and mons. He caressed her there, thinking longingly of fucking her even as he prepared for the possibility of killing her if she did turn out to be a spy.

"You know it's funny how you keep calling me Mike", Mick commented as he imagined how she'd look with nipple vibrators stuck on her tits and a thick beaded vibrator shoving in and out of her tight wet pussy, and another smaller one in her ass.

His hard on was painfully solid, like a log in his pants.

"So, tell me Amy", he asked, "What's the last thing that you remember before coming out of Jump?"

 

[Iced_Cherry]

Mei Lau

Only having just stepped into the "Ready Room" and not knowing what to expect, nevertheless Mei was very surprised to find that there was a huge bed in the room. Being naked and running into somebody's bedroom wasn't exactly conducive to feeling calmer. Mei rubbed her hands up and down her smooth bare thighs, and glanced down for a moment reminding herself once again that she was indeed completely starkers.

"Oh-oh - I think that I must've made a wrong turn", she heard the naked Captain Angie say, as surprised and embarrassed perhaps as Mei was.

Mei only briefly took in their surroundings, the wall maps with twinkling coloured lights, star charts, she guessed - and yet the sight of the huge bed was unavoidable, and everything it implied. Especially when she was so wet and so hot between her long legs. Wet all the way down her smooth legs to her ankles and feet.

The touch of a wide hand, slightly rough and definitely masculine on one of her breasts would've normally made her jump, but instead Mei moved into the hand's reach. Not at all what she wanted to do, but her body didn't care. She needed it too much, ro she couldn't control her actions anyway.

"Hey, Captain, girls...Do you want to play?....You all have such beautiful breasts. You shouldn't be running around teasing us like this.", said the man who groped her breast and Angie as well.

Gawd, she wanted him too much and the need shocked her, it was so fierce, it was frightening. The man suddenly let Mei go, and she very nearly lost her balance as she found that she could pull away from him. His focus seemed to have turned entirely onto the too beautiful, too sexy Russian-Japanese girl, saying lewd things to Angie that made Mei blush to overhear them. The way that Angie reacted shocked Mei even more, as if the other girl WANTED to be touched like that, and treated like a mere sex toy for this strange man's lusts.

One of the other girls, Amy, whimpered something about having to "get out of there" and fled the room, but Mei was like a rabbit stuck in the bright lights of an oncoming car. Her mind told her that it was rational to flee, to escape this bizarre sex-soaked situation before she lost control completely, but her body craved sex like nothing ever before. She knew that it would be impossible to resist more than moments. The Chinese girl stepped backwards away from the strange man who was molesting Angie, and ended up tripping over the edge of the bed. Mei fell onto it on her back with her legs splayed, spreading them wide apart without intending to, then discovering that like what happened when she sat down, she had to keep her thighs as wide apart as they would go. It was as if she was forced to be in a sexually inviting position.

"Oh gawd, is everything here about sex?", she exclaimed in a stunned whisper as she noticed the ropes hooked on the sides of the bed.

*

 

[Lovelynice]

“Angie” Momoiro

Unwillingly, but unable to help herself, Angie thrust out her breasts more and poked out her backside to rub it against the man behind her. She could feel his hardness under his trousers pushing against her bare bottom, and that didn’t make her feel in any way less vulnerable. Especially when this muscular and more handsome version of Steve began groping and rubbing both of her huge breasts. He pinched and pulled at Angie’s nipples, which were already too hard with excitement and now began to throb with her heartbeat they were so swollen. Between her thighs, her need surged, and she felt awash with slick lubricant dribbling down her long legs.

"Ah, Captain, I love your tits! They are huge! I'll make them bounce so nice when I fuck you. These nipples are so sexy. Does it make you wet when I twist them like this? Mmm, Angie! Let's check..."

Angie was too astonished by this shameless molesting of her by this man to be able to do more than whimper, “Please….”

She couldn’t pull away from him, as the man’s hand slid down from her breasts to her stomach leaving no doubt in Angie’s mind of his target. She wriggled and tried to pull away, but didn’t break the sensual skin contact as his hand slid slower and lower down her abdomen, it’s target clear long before sliding over her hairless and smooth girl-groove. Her feet shifted and spread wider, but it wasn’t Angie’s conscious decision to do that, but it seemed impossible to escape him. He wasn’t restraining her in any real way, but Angie was unable to resist him. The hand brushed over smoothly hairless girl-slit and went between her parted thighs. Fingers played only briefly with her soaked lower lips, then pushed inside her young cunny. At the same time, he wetly kissed her neck in a way that felt very interesting and set tingles off elsewhere.

"Oh, look how wet you are, Captain!"

Steve’s hand had left her pussy and he now slid wet fingers across Angie’s lips. Whether is was bizarre curiosity or just unthinking reaction, she licked her lips and unexpectedly found that she tasted…mmm….nice!

"Does your pussy feel empty, Captain?"

She barely, but perhaps perceptibly nodded in agreement that she was too ashamed to speak out loud. Angie sucked at her lips in attempt to control the intense frustration that she felt as the building desire that was so hot already that it cut through her like a knife was bringing tears to her eyes. Her uppermost thighs were drenched with the trickles of her arousal.

The man shoved his fingers deep inside her again, and this time fucked with more than one, maybe two or three, but Angie couldn't tell. She just felt full, stretched, a too much needing him to thrust in deeper. Angie had her ass out back towards him, letting him do as he wished, her body not fighting back in the slightest, even as her mind was stunned by the growing understanding that she could do nothing to stop him. Her body wasn't obeying her, it was moving to make it easier for him instead.

Briefly, she glanced at the other girls in the room, her eyes pleading, but their expressions seemed to say that they thought she truly desired this. She did not, or did she? She blushed hotter, and the blush only made her hotter in other places ever the more. She saw the Chinese girl, Mei, trip and fall backwards onto the huge bed with her legs parted wide, and the sight of Mei's pinkness, the sight of her beautiful pussy on inviting display pulled at Angie's eyes until Mei stood up again.

"Are you going to cum on my hand, Angie?" , he moaned next to her, "Mmm, naughty girl!"

Angie tried not to cry out, but her whimpers of pleasure and need escaped her lips. She was panting heavily, so close to cumming that thinking was near impossible. She parted her feet, spreading her legs wider and almost losing her balance with the enthusiasm of the man's fingers fucking her.

“Please...please...”, she begged, but her honey-sweet and sexy voice, breathless as it was, was like an enticement, not the pleading for escape that she'd intended.

 

[Tanuki]

Amy Stryker

Amy was too caught up in what was being done to her to notice Mike's change of attitude. She did however notice when a uniformed man moved up behind her, flanked by more of the purple-haired females. In fact the girls looked identical . . . were they clones?

Her attention was drawn back to Mike when his hands left her swollen nipples to slide down her hips, one hand moving between her thighs. It began to caress her there, his gentle but persistent touch taking her breath away.

"You know it's funny how you keep calling me Mike", he commented, his fingers driving her to frantic heights of passion. Suddenly Amy felt something touching her nipples, even though Mike's hands were nowhere near them. A sharp pain shot through her, as if her poor little buds were caught between pinching fingers. She gasped and twisted about as the pain mixed with her arousal in an erotic concoction. The hand between her thighs was replaced by something thicker, and bumpy, and then Amy cried out as she felt something sliding into her bottom.

All the while, Mike continued to ask her questions, though Amy was nearly past the point of reason.

"So, tell me Amy", he asked, "What's the last thing that you remember before coming out of Jump?"

"Mike, p-please!" she moaned, twisting about helplessly. Amy felt a wave of anticipation building up inside her, but the pain from her poor nipples, mixed with the terribly uncomfortable sensations coming from her penetrated bottom, left her in a state of uncontrollable, almost painful arousal. "Stop playing games, please! Oh! Ok, I . . . before the jump . . . I . . . I don't remember, I was . . . in the kitchen? Talking to Angie? You were watching a TV show . . . Oh! Please take that . . . thing . . . out of me, I can't stand it!" At mentioning the TV show, something tugged at the back of Amy's mind, something terribly important. Yet she couldn't focus, couldn't think, her mind was only filled with desire and heat. Amy clutched Mike's arms desperately, her hips twisting and bucking to escape the sensations assaulting her. The wave of heat was building inside her, in only seconds it would overwhelm her, and she would cum with all those people watching her.

 

[Wolk]

Dr. Steve Jameson

He pushed his fingers into Angie's dripping, hairless pussy with even more passion, enticed by her gentle cries. The Pink Angels played so innocent, but in their innocense they managed to be so sexy and seductive, he noted, that it never failed to boil the blood of any man. He wanted her now more than he did before, but vowed to restrain himself and play around more before starting with the main act.

"Damn, you are so sexy, Captain!" Steve breathed out.

He stoped fingering her for a moment and searched around for her clitty. He had no hope of seeing her pussy while he stood like this. Even if he did lean over her shoulder, Angie's magnificent watermelons of breasts would keep her lower parts shielded from his gaze. Steve probed around with his fingers instead, until he found it.

"You like it when I touch this part, don't you?" He grinned, gently rubbing around her hard bud.

He freed it from its skin hood and touched directly, trying to be very gentle. His passion got in the way, however, and the stimulation turned out pretty intense. Steve chuckled.

"Oh! I didn't know you liked it this much, Angie!"

He resumed fingering Angie's overflowing pussy, while his thumb rubbed her clit. With his left hand, Steve did his best to give every little bit of her big jugs stimulation. It was a lost cause though, as Angie's gorgeous chest was big enough for several men to grope simultaneously.

"Look there, Captain, our friend Mei is laying there unattended, all oozing with juices and desires. What do you say we come help her out?"

He easily led Angie, who couldn't break skin contact unless he wanted it broken, to the big bed, where beautifully exaggerated Mei laid with her legs spread wide. Steve shoved Angie lightly, making her fall face down on top of the Chinese girl. The two of them were both so busty that their heads were a good many inches apart, even though their breasts, hips and legs rubbed against one another.

"Well, look at this! It looks like I have a pair of well-stacked chicks to play with here." Steve joked, playing on the double meaning.

He reached down and spread Angie's legs with his hands as wide as Mei's were spread. With a big grin, Steve looked closely at their revealed privates and buttocks. Their mounds rubbed against each other and both pussies were presented at him, the whole area glistening with their juices, which now mixed and mingled, creating a unified sticky mess. Steve ran his hands along Mei's inner thighs, then along Angie's just above her.

"Mmm, I'm going to have a feast!" He grinned, licking his lips and recalling the sweet taste of the girls' pussies.

 

[MaidenHeart]

Marianne Serurier

Rushing into the other room to follow Angie, Amy, and the chinese girl, Marianne had hoped for some kind of escape from the blatant sexuality that seemed to be forced onto her. After seeing the huge bed with it's ropes hanging off the sides, she knew that was a vain hope. Marianne looked around in a kind of despair, while at the same time her young body burned with lust.

Now she watched as a muscular handsome man groped and fingered Amy's friend Angie, who Marianne had only met for the first time at the party. It began to look as if sex was inevitable. Amy had fled the room, but Marianne didn't know what to do. It was when the beautiful chinese girl fell backwards onto the bed, soon after followed by the man pushing Angie onto the bed as well that Marianne finally panicked.

She didn't want to have sex for the first time this way, it wasn't right, she thought.

Marianne turned around searching for some way to escape, but there was only the door back to the bridge. She ran for it, going out the door before it even fully opened and then stopped in shock as she saw that her friend Amy was being fondled and groped on the starship's bridge as well. Was there no escape? Marianne stared at what was happening, and was turned on even hotter by what she saw, making her moan out loud. It was too much. She felt herself spasm inside with the heat of crazed lust, and she didn't know what to do about it.

"Is everything here about sex?", she asked in a voice that whimpered, "What if I don't want to?"

She could hardly believe how desperately antsy she was, and her thighs were being drenched with her own sexual excitement as she stood there unable to hide herself, unable to cover herself, and knowing that if she put her hand near her pussy, she'd start masturbating and might not be able to stop. Marianne could only whimper with her need that was too much, and she was too shy to do anything about it.

 

[Veryknowing]

Lieutenant Commander Michael J. Stryker

The girl in front of him was so delectable, so very fuckable that Mick was tempted to take her right then and there. He knew that he could, knew that perhaps he should, but what if she really was a spy. She looked too much like the Amy Yoo that he'd known for years, but what if she wasn't?

"Mike, p-please!", the naked female pilot was moaning and whimpering as Mick caressed her smoothly hairless mons the sweetly inviting groove, "Stop playing games, please! Oh! Ok, I . . . before the jump . . . I . . . I don't remember, I was . . . in the kitchen? Talking to Angie? You were watching a TV show . . . Oh! Please take that . . . thing . . . out of me, I can't stand it!"

"A TV show?", Mick asked, "Kitchen? I have no idea what you're talking about! Maybe you are a spy, we shoot spies, but maybe you have amnesia."

Being this close to her was having it's usual effect, and Mick wanted to fuck her. Right there on the bridge. He imagined screwing her silly, with his thick log of a dick thrusting into her in wild abandon, while two of the Lemon Angels fondled and sucked and licked her swollen nipples. It was funny how she held tight to his arms, but Mick didn't mind at all.

"A test question then, Lieutenant Yoo", Mick asked her, "About something that only you and I experienced. On the mission to the ice planet of Ragnarok last year, what was the big monster called by the natives?"

He heard a cute and panting voice ask, "Is everything here about sex? What if I don't want to?"

Mick glanced towards the doorway to the ready room and frowned before replying to the sexy naked girl standing there.

"Um, yes, in your case it often is...", he answered, "I doubt very much that you don't really want it, Lieutenant Anne-Marie Serurier."

Mick leered at the nude french-vietnamese beauty and imagined screwing her too. He wished he could do both of them at the same, but he only had one dick.

 

[Tanuki]

Amy Stryker

"A TV show?", Mike asked, "Kitchen? I have no idea what you're talking about! Maybe you are a spy, we shoot spies, but maybe you have amnesia."

Amy struggled to follow his words through the haze of desire that clouded her mind. Was she dreaming? No way, she'd never had a dream as hot and as real as this one. Then it came to her. This was like the TV show, Star Venturers. She'd watched it, was a big fan, why hadn't she realized it sooner? It was like she was in the show . . . only she didn't remember the show being so . . . raunchy! Then her thoughts were lost as her body spasmed, something plunging deeply and heatedly inside her. She cried out and fell against Mike, clutching him and burying her head in the nook between his chest and powerful upper arm. Despite the fact she was pressed against him, she was sure she could feel someone sucking and licking her nipples. It was driving her crazy, and yet how could that be?

"A test question then, Lieutenant Yoo", Mick asked her, "About something that only you and I experienced. On the mission to the ice planet of Ragnarok last year, what was the big monster called by the natives?"

Strangely, whenever Mike talked to her, the invisible fucking of her body ceased. Which was fortunate, because coherent thought was then possible. Lt. Yoo? Of course, the Asian pilot! He thought Amy was her, or maybe she was her. Her name wasn't Amy on the show though, but now that she thought of it the actress from the show looked like Amy.

Ice planet Ragnarok? Amy tried to think back, she'd seen that episode . . . what was the monster? Bigfoot? Sasquatch? Oh, you're such a scatterbrain! she told herself.

"Mike!" she said, suddenly looking up. Wait, he would be Mick, the XO. Yoo was secretly involved with him. Well, that explained his rather forward way with her! "I'm sorry, Mick, I mean. I know this . . . it was called . . . the Anolian?" Amy blushed, not sure where that name had come from, or even if it was right. At least she hadn't said "Sasquatch." Mike was hardly listening, he was distracted, by another beautiful girl who'd burst onto the bridge. It was Marianne! Sort of, Amy thought, as she looked at her friend's impossibly sexy curves. Wow.

 

[Iced_Cherry]

Mei Lau

Realising that her accidental position on the big bed would look like an invitation, Mei thought briefly about standing up. Her moment's hesitation took too long, and she gasped in surprise as suddenly she found another naked soft female form falling down softly on top of her, the bed bounced in a slow motion way, not like a water bed. Mei was too busy coping with the burst of warm feelings as her body reacted to her big breasts and Angie's big breasts sliding against each other. Their nipples met, tingling, inflaming her desire, and without any conscious thought, in mere reaction as if by habit, she found Angie's lips and kissed them, forcing in her tongue and they danced their tongues around each other. She lost herself in the kiss, enjoying it more than she would've expected. The taste was too good, the intimacy too pleasurable. Their mounds rubbed together as if they were already long acquainted lovers.

I'm not lesbian, Mei thought, I'm sure that I'm not - so why am I doing this?

She moved her hands to hug the other girl closer, caressing the soft skin of her back and sliding her hands to cup Angie's rounded bum. It was hot, shouting out the other girl's arousal as being equal at least to Mei's own need.

It wasn't until Mei felt the touch of hot breath and a wet tongue against her pussy that she remembered that with her legs spread wide as they were, that man would - naturally - take advantage of the situation. She moaned, but with her mouth locked to Angie's....

Oh it was too much!

Mei knew then that it didn't matter - she had to have her!

But I'm not a lesbian!

The thought was faint protest at the inevitable. Mei wanted to have this girl, she wanted to make love to her. The smell of her hair was like the most wonderful perfume. The taste of her lips, the smell of her sex with it's gentle lovely aroma - it was all too much and too delicious to ignore.

Admit it, Mei told herself, This girl is GORGEOUS! Who could really resist wanting her?

She slid her hand lower down to the inviting gap, and found Angie's slippery love tunnel, in seconds thrusting a finger deep inside.

 

[ImpWizard]

"Drew" Pedersen

The Chief Engineer tried to call the bridge a few more times, but it seemed everyone was busy and distracted up there again. It then ocurred to him that maybe if he went up there, at least he could have a good perve on the female officers and Captain Angel. Maybe have a chance for some fun too.

He called out to Ensign Suzy, "I'm going up to the Bridge, wanna come along?"

Looking the pretty woman over, he had to keep reminding himself that she wasn't really human. She looked completely human to him. She smelled like a woman too, he thought, noticing that the Lemon Angel had that flush of arousal. Drew grinned at her.

 

[Lovelynice]

“Angie” Momoiro

It was too much, Angie thought, as this man continued to pump his fingers in and out of her, and pussy juice flooded down the insides of her smooth thighs. It didn't matter anymore to her whether she could stop him or not, she'd given up and was driven by her own lust to go along with whatever he did. She felt helpless and overwhelmed, dazed by the joyful sensations, pushed beyond what she could ever have imagined before.

Is this what sex is really about? No wonder people loved it so much!

But she pushed the thoughts away, desperate to regain control, and shocked by how easily she was giving into this man. He could do whatever he wanted to her, she realised, and...oh, God, it was too good....did she even want to stop him?!

Angie parted her legs wider, her bare feet shifted on the floor, sliding easily apart. Her ass stuck out more, arching her back with her bum out as if she wanted him to do as he willed. Maybe she did. Angie was losing her mind it was feeling so good. She was panting, mewling, making little moans of pleasure, and this only seemed to make the man more energetic and forceful in what he was doing to her. Angie tried to hold it in, but the sounds came out anyway.

He breathed hotly on her neck, tickling her ear, "Damn, you are so sexy, Captain!"

Disappointingly, he took out his fingers, then next thing was touching her in a spot that tickled like mad. He was fondling her little button, making her crazy it was incredibly sensitive; more so than Angie could ever remember before. It was too much! The sudden extreme of intense pleasure made her cry out, then wham it was like a light exploding in her head. Her whole body shuddered, she spasmed, and cried out louder as the orgasm hit her like a bomb going off, wave after wave washing through her, over her, and then starting again. Her pussy gushed with vaginal lubricant, washing down trickles like little streams down her upper thighs. Her pussy began dripping onto the floor, but now she was hotter than before. It didn't go down, the heat was hotter, expectant, wanting more, needing more.

Angie moaned like a cat in heat and writhed, as he rubbed, circled, and flicked her clitty enthusiastically.

Then he was fucking her with his fingers again, while his rough thumb rubbed at her clit, making Angie mewl and want to beg for mercy. At the same time, he groped her tits too, caressing them and rubbing them with his other hand, pinching her nipples, making her hotter and hotter with need. Angie was feeling her losing control as if every part of her skin was many times more sensitive than before...

“Please...”, she begged, wanting him to stop...it was TOO MUCH!

But outright saying “stop” was beyond her.

Angie mentally tried to struggle to escape, but instead her body moved to push her ass out more invitingly, as if she wanted him to fuck her. It was as if she had no control over her own actions. Angie blushed with shame, imagining what her mother would think of her pose, what her friends would think if they saw her like this.

"Look there, Captain, our friend Mei is laying there unattended, all oozing with juices and desires. What do you say we come help her out?"

Angie opened her eyes and saw the girl that she barely recognized as Mei, the Chinese girlfriend of that hippy, Andrew, from the party. Mei was almost unrecognisable, looking like she might've been a Chinese love-doll from some kind of sex cartoon. She was laying there on the huge round bed as if she'd just decided to have a lie down and wasn't sure whether to get up again or not, but her legs were spread invitingly, feet wide apart, and the pink lips of her pussy were shiny & wet, drooling with sexual excitement.

The man continued to caress Angie's nipples, making little circles around them, massaging her breasts with one hand, while his other hand was down between her legs, fingers deep inside, with his thumb rubbing her little love-button. This was making her hotter than ever, but the young woman tried to remind herself that none of this was her own idea. Despite this, she felt as if she was being overwhelmed by lust, her body making the decisions, not her mind. At the same time, the man moved towards the bed, and Angie found herself following along. He didn't drag her or force her, but she was unable to pull away or break away from his touching of her .

Angie stumbled against the edge of the bed, and realised that she'd have to lie down on top of this huge breasted version of Mei. The man who still hadn't mentioned his name guided Angie by her pussy into position with ease. It was as if she was a toy, with his hands playing on her pussy making her unable to resist him. She was panting fast, shallow, feeling only excruciating and intolerable moments away from another orgasm. Only this time, she'd be lying down naked skin-to-skin on another beautiful naked girl.

Angie was stunned when the sexy Chinese girl kissed her. Right on the mouth, forcing her tongue inside, and it was such an unexpected delight like being penetrated as if in two places at the same time. Angie moaned with uncontrollable lust, surprised at her own reaction to Mei's long sensual kiss. Mei hugged her as well, sliding her warm hands down Angie's back in a slow caress towards her ass that when those hands finally clutched tightly at both cheeks, she gasped. Suddenly, the man's breath was tickling her between Angie's wide-parted thighs, and she noticed for the first time that her legs was spread ridiculously wide. It was as if she wanted him to have sex with her, but Angie wasn't sure. She wanted to close her legs, it was too soon, but the need within her was too much, driving her crazy. She wiggled her bottom, and found herself rubbing her pussy mound with Mei's.

There was faint protest in Angie's mind at her own response, ....Why am I feeling this way...Oh, God I'm too hot...but I'm not a lesbian!

Then she was shocked, and her cunt spasmed, as Mei's fingers slid between her thighs and into Angie's hot little centre....

I'm going to have sex with a girl, Angie realised, and that man as well...and I don't even know him!

It seemed inevitable.

 

[Wolk]

Dr. Steve Jameson

Steve caressed and groped the thighs, buttocks and wet pussies of the two girls before him. In such an arousing position, they made him use all of his restraint to not ram his big, hard cock into one of the exposed openings. But no, he wanted to tease them first, to see them play with one another.

They did. Looking at the pair it was hard to say they were anything but old lovers, so expertly one's fingers and tongue invaded another's wet openings. Steve added his own fingers to the fun, probing Mei's pussy, smearing wet, sticky juices of the two pussies over Angie's tight little asshole.

Slowly he forced a finger into it and started pumping it gently. In and out, working her more and more loose until she could take two fingers. He didn't want to go farther than that, and after having his fun withdrew from Captain's tight hole and focused on the pussies again.

His cock rubbed up and down Angie's slit, parting her lips with the big head, but not yet going inside. Then he moved down to do the same to Mei below her. Finally, he started sliding it on the long path rubbing over both pussies at once, starting from Angie's asshole and ending at Mei's before coming back up the way he came.

"Who wants a hard cock first, chicks?" Steve grinned.

Not waiting for the answer, he pushed his phallos into the pussy it was currently sliding along, Mei's.

"Yeah." He grunted, feeling the pleasure.

Steve pumped her for a short while, then pulled out and put his cock into Angie instead, once again moving his hips briskly as he fucked the unrealistically hot girl.

"Oh, yeah, you're always a pleasure to fuck, Captain."