Go to your quarters and rest
Check on Doctor Darsis and Doctor Howard
“I’m curious as to how those tingling lips of yours would feel elsewhere.” You tell her with a sly grin.
“You are, huh?” Lintora chuckles, throwing herself down in your chair and beckoning you to join her. “Wonder no longer.” Her fingers curl around your shaft and you gasp as she slowly runs her tongue from root to tip, the tingle making your balls tighten.
“Damn, that feels good.” You groan. Her yellow eyes gleam as she runs her tongue up and down your length. Your rigid cock flexes and you thrust your hips forward, desperate for her to take you into her mouth. She shuffles closer in the chair and guides you inside, her tingling lips sealing tightly around your shaft while continuing to slowly pump you with her hand.
“Oh God, that feels incredible.” You moan as her lips glide up and down your length. Her free hand almost absentmindedly massages her left breast before slowly sliding downwards. Lintora parts her thighs and you feel a rush of excitement as you watch her fingers sink into her pussy. You can feel your climax rising in your loins as your gaze flits between her bobbing head and her hand working between her legs.
“Don’t stop!” You moan thickly. “Make me come!” Lintora’s fingers strum furiously at her clit and the sight, combined with her tingling lips has you racing to your climax. With a roar of release, you feel your seed streaking up your cock before exploding into her waiting mouth. She holds your gaze as your hips jerk with each eruption, filling her mouth until finally your orgasm subsides. She pulls away and tips back her head, gleefully gulping down your seed until her dark red lips curl into an impish grin.
“Sounded like you enjoyed that.” She giggles.
“Definitely worth nearly plunging into molten lava for.” You reply breathlessly before your eyes widen as you notice the bulky white shape of the Ranger filling the cockpit window. You have just enough time to pull your clothes back on before manoeuvring the tiny shuttle into the cavernous hanger bay at the rear of the vessel. As you land, you can see a team of medics with a stretcher rushing towards you. They transfer the sedated Doctor Howard onto the stretcher and with Lintora accompanying them, hurry away towards sickbay.
“Thank you again, Commander!” She calls out over her shoulder, her voice echoing. “Thank you for everything!” You smile as you watch her cross the deck and disappear through a door before you make your way towards the turbolift to report to the captain.
“Outstanding, Commander.” Captain Madison beams from behind her desk. She is dressed in the same uniform as you are: A black jacket with the insignia of the Galactic Navy on the chest and the individual rank on the light blue collar. The black trousers have a matching blue stripe down the outside, the ensemble completed with black boots.
“I was lucky.” You reply. “It could easily have been a disaster.”
“But it wasn’t.” She reminds you. “It was an unqualified success. Both scientists evacuated and some valuable research recovered moments before the whole research station dropped into the lava. You should be proud of your actions today and I will be sure to record as much in my official log.”
“Thank you, Captain.” You nod.
“Now, get some rest and report back to me at oh eight-hundred.” She tells you. “We have new orders and our next mission will be the most important we’ve ever undertaken, so I need you fresh and alert, understood?”
“Oh?” You reply, intrigued.
“Tomorrow, Commander.” She growls good-naturedly before her gaze returns to the monitor screen on her desk. You turn and leave her office, stepping onto the adjoining bridge. As always, the broad room is a hive of activity, the helm, navigator, communications officer and various other bridge crew working at their stations with only the captain’s chair vacant. All the bridge officers are wearing the same uniform as the captain and yourself. You glance at the view screen which still shows the charcoal grey contour of Dante III which could so easily have been your grave. You turn away and glance at the turbolift.
Go to your quarters and rest
Check on Doctor Darsis and Doctor Howard
Enjoying the seduction, your pulse races as she steps closer. Lintora holds your gaze as she hooks her fingers into her panties and slowly and seductively peels them down. You glance down at her smooth, hairless pubic mound and the delicate folds peeking out from between her legs. She chuckles at your reaction before throwing a toned leg over you and sitting down on your lap. Looping her arms around your neck, she smiles sexily, her sultry yellow eyes gazing deeply into yours.
“You were so brave back at the research station.” She comments. “But now you look as frightened as an arkbat caught in the floodlights.”
“You’ve caught me a little by surprise.” You admit with a grin before reaching up to cup her small, firm breasts. “I wasn’t expecting you to be this grateful.” Her teeth glint between her dark red lips as she smiles with delight at your touch.
“That’s more like it.” Lintora purrs as you squeeze and massage her breasts. “It’s good to feel a man’s touch again after so long.” She cranes her head forward, her lips seeking yours. Your lips part, your tongue darting out and flicking against hers. You blink in surprise, feeling a strange tingle, almost like electricity against the tip of your tongue. She pulls away, her eyes sparkling with amusement at your startled expression.
“I guess you’ve never kissed a Talosian before.” She giggles. “Our bodies generate a little more electricity than humans.”
“Shocking.” You smirk. Lintora rolls her eyes and kisses you again. The tingle, while a little odd, is strangely pleasant and you kiss her passionately, your fingers sliding up into her hair. Her own hands slip down to your groin, unfastening your trousers and fishing inside. You feel her fingers curl around your hardening shaft and pull it free. She pulls away, her gaze dipping to your lap.
“I’d almost forgotten what one of these looks like.” Lintora murmurs, slowly stroking you to full hardness. “Let alone feels like…” With that, she shuffles forward and guides the tip to her slippery folds before sitting down on you and allowing her weight to impale herself on your rigid shaft.
“Fuck!” You groan, feeling the strange electrical tingle around your cock.
“That’s the idea.” She smirks, leaning forward and pressing her lips to yours as she begins to rock back and forth in your lap. Again, Lintora’s tongue tingles against yours as your hands explore and caress her lithe body. She pulls away and smiles at you, sweeping her long dark hair out of her eyes and leaning back. Her yellow eyes gaze hungrily into yours as she reaches for your hands and guides them back to her chest.
“Mmm, yes,” She moans as you massage and caress her breasts, “I’m getting close.” She grinds herself back and forth and you watch as your glistening length disappears inside her again and again. Your straining cock is almost as red as the beautiful Talosian’s skin as you too close in on your climax. Lintora gets there first, her body tensing before you feel the strange tingle of her pussy increase in intensity around your cock. Her mouth drops open and a cry of pure pleasure echoes around the shuttle. She holds your gaze as she judders atop you until she finally relaxes, her deep red lips curling into a broad satisfied smile.
“Better than your right hand?” You smirk.
“Hell, yes.” Lintora pants. “There’s no substitute for the feel of a hard, throbbing cock inside me, though I’d like to feel you come too. Are you close?”
Yes, come inside her
Come on her chest instead
“I am, but how do you feel about seeing it rather than feeling it?” You ask, cocking an eyebrow. Lintora’s yellow eyes widen slightly before a smile spreads across her face.
“What did you have in mind?” She purrs. You give her breasts a playful squeeze and she giggles before climbing off you, your rigid cock, glistening with her juices, slipping from her pussy. She drops to her knees between your legs, grasps your sli
ppery shaft and begins to slowly pump it.
“Yes, just like that.” You groan, breathless as she rapidly brings you to the brink.
“You going to come for me?” Lintora murmurs huskily, her gaze fixed on the swollen, purple tinged crown, pre-come oozing freely from the tip. “You going to cover my tits in your warm, creamy seed?” She pulls your rigid shaft towards her chest. You groan with pleasure as she drags it from one breast to the other, leaving a trail of your sticky pre-come.
“I’m so close.” You gasp. Her eyes flick up to meet yours as she quickens her pace. The pressure in your balls rapidly increases and you grasp the arms of the chair, your knuckles white as she sends you over the edge. Your hips jerk and your cock twitches as the first eruption streaks from the tip, splashing across her right breast and coating the nipple. Lintora’s squeals of glee compete with your grunts of pleasure as she sweeps your shaft from one side to the other as your cock jerks in her hand, dowsing her beautiful breasts with your seed. As your climax subsides, you relax, sitting back in your chair and surveying Lintora’s come splattered chest. The pearly white seed contrasts with her red flesh as it trickles down her mounds.
“You happy now, earthman?” She asks, gazing up at you from beneath long eyelashes. Still panting for breath, you nod enthusiastically. A klaxon shatters the post orgasmic bliss and you glance up, seeing the bulky white hull of the Ranger filling the cockpit window and realising the sound is a proximity alert. You hurriedly reach the controls and slow down before slipping your wilting cock back inside your trousers. Lintora pulls on her own clothes as you swing the shuttle around to the hanger bay at the rear of the huge vessel. As you land, you can see a team of medics with a stretcher rushing towards you. They transfer the sedated Doctor Howard onto the stretcher and with Lintora accompanying them, hurry away towards sickbay.
“Thank you again, Commander!” She calls out over her shoulder, her voice echoing. “Thank you for everything!” You smile as you watch her cross the deck and disappear through a door before you make your way towards the turbolift to report to the captain.
“Outstanding, Commander.” Captain Madison beams from behind her desk. She is dressed in the same uniform as you are: A black jacket with the insignia of the Galactic Navy on the chest and the individual rank on the light blue collar. The black trousers have a matching blue stripe down the outside, the ensemble completed with black boots.
“I was lucky.” You reply. “It could easily have been a disaster.”
“But it wasn’t.” She reminds you. “It was an unqualified success. Both scientists evacuated and some valuable research recovered moments before the whole research station dropped into the lava. You should be proud of your actions today and I will be sure to record as much in my official log.”
“Thank you, Captain.” You nod.
“Now, get some rest and report back to me at oh eight-hundred.” She tells you. “We have new orders and our next mission will be the most important we’ve ever undertaken, so I need you fresh and alert, understood?”
“Oh?” You reply, intrigued.
“Tomorrow, Commander.” She growls good-naturedly before her gaze returns to the monitor screen on her desk. You turn and leave her office, stepping onto the adjoining bridge. As always, the broad room is a hive of activity, the helm, navigator, communications officer and various other bridge crew working at their stations with only the captain’s chair vacant. All the bridge officers are wearing the same uniform as the captain and yourself. You glance at the view screen which still shows the charcoal grey contour of Dante III which could so easily have been your grave. You turn away and glance at the turbolift.
Go to your quarters and rest
Check on Doctor Darsis and Doctor Howard
“I am.” You tell her through gritted teeth, the strange pulsing tingle of her pussy keeping you on the brink.
“Good.” Lintora smiles, beginning to ride you again. “I want to feel you tensing up, your cock swelling inside me before erupting and filling me with your creamy seed.”
“You won’t have long to wait.” You groan as she grinds herself back and forth. Your balls are tightening as the pressure rapidly builds. Sliding your hands down from her chest to her waist, you grasp her hips as you drive up into her, meeting her downward thrusts.
“Come for me.” She breathes. “Let me feel your hard cock explode inside me.”
“Oh fuck!” You groan as your balls draw up and you feel the blissful release as your seed races up your shaft.
“Yes, yes!” Lintora cries gleefully as your cock twitches and spurts deep inside her. You grunt with each powerful pulse as you fill her tingling pussy before slumping back in your chair, utterly sated.
“That was incredible.” You tell her, panting for breath. “Definitely worth almost being burnt to a crisp.” She grins but as she opens her mouth to respond, a warning klaxon drowns out her words. “Proximity alert!” You gasp. Lintora quickly scrambles off your lap and you reach for the controls, your eyes widening at the sight of the vast shape of the Ranger filling the cockpit window. You take evasive action, manoeuvring thrusters firing as you guide the shuttle towards the yawning rectangular opening of the hanger bay. As you land, you can see a team of medics with a stretcher rushing towards you. You quickly dress before they step aboard and transfer the sedated Doctor Howard onto the stretcher. As you step onto the hanger deck, Lintora accompanies the medics as they hurry away towards sickbay.
“Thank you again, Commander!” She calls out over her shoulder, her voice echoing. “Thank you for everything!” You smile as you watch her cross the deck and disappear through a door before you make your way towards the turbolift to report to the captain.
“Outstanding, Commander.” Captain Madison beams from behind her desk. She is dressed in the same uniform as you are: A black jacket with the insignia of the Galactic Navy on the chest and the individual rank on the light blue collar. The black trousers have a matching blue stripe down the outside, the ensemble completed with black boots.
“I was lucky.” You reply. “It could easily have been a disaster.”
“But it wasn’t.” She reminds you. “It was an unqualified success. Both scientists evacuated and some valuable research recovered moments before the whole research station dropped into the lava. You should be proud of your actions today and I will be sure to record as much in my official log.”
“Thank you, Captain.” You nod.
“Now, get some rest and report back to me at oh eight-hundred.” She tells you. “We have new orders and our next mission will be the most important we’ve ever undertaken, so I need you fresh and alert, understood?”
“Oh?” You reply, intrigued.
“Tomorrow, Commander.” She growls good-naturedly before her gaze returns to the monitor screen on her desk. You turn and leave her office, stepping onto the adjoining bridge. As always, the broad room is a hive of activity, the helm, navigator, communications officer and various other bridge crew working at their stations with only the captain’s chair vacant. All the bridge officers are wearing the same uniform as the captain and yourself. You glance at the view screen which still shows the charcoal grey contour of Dante III which could so easily have been your grave. You turn away and glance at the turbolift.
Go to your quarters and rest
Check on Doctor Darsis and Doctor Howard
After the day you’ve had, you need a drink… or ten. You step into the turbolift and travel downwards. The doors slide open and you make your way along a corridor towards the officers’ club. The doors slide open and you are engulfed by a blast of music and excited inebriated conversation. The large chamber has a huge window to one side, affording a view of space and the four huge cylindrical engines at the rear of the Ranger. Crewmen are gathered around several tables, laughing and drinking. A few nod politely as you make your way through the throng to the bar and take a seat. You order a beer and drink it quickly followed swiftly by another. You glance darkly at
your reflection in the mirror behind the bar as the day’s events play back through your mind’s eye. Could you have done things differently? Could you have saved both the scientists? You drain your second beer and order another, dimly aware of a brunette in a yellow cocktail dress joining you at the bar.
“You look like you could use some company, sailor.” She purrs. You glance sideways at her. The yellow dress fits snuggly to her slender body, her long wavy hair tumbling down around her shoulders. A plunging v-cut neckline shows off her cleavage while the hem finishes a little way above her knees. A nice dress: classy and sexy. Her chestnut brown eyes are accentuated by subtly applied eyeliner and her scarlet lips curl into a smile as your eyes widen in recognition.
“Lieutenant Bowman!” You smile. You’ve seen her a few times down in the hydroponics section, though in uniform of course. You have to admit, without her makeup and with her hair tied back, she had barely registered. “I didn’t recognise you...”
“…without my uniform.” She chuckles, rolling her eyes. “And it’s Taryn in here.”
“Of course.” You laugh, remembering the roughly scrawled sign outside: ‘Leave your rank at the door’. You straighten and with mock formality, extend your hand. “Hello Taryn, I’m Kyle. Can I buy you a drink?”
You spend the next two hours chatting and drinking with the attractive brunette, dark thoughts of your failure on Dante III swiftly forgotten.
“I’m going to freshen up.” She announces, before leaning in close to you, her lips brushing your ear and her sweet perfume drifting up your nostrils. “I know you’re a gentleman, so you wouldn’t be the kind of man that might follow me in a couple of minutes.” She adds before pulling away and flashing you a sultry smile. As she makes her way across the room, you notice a few of the crewmen’s heads turn. You smile, realising yours are not the only eyes that glance towards the attractive brunette’s firm buttocks, her hips swaying provocatively with each step.
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