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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
5,598
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2
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Chapter 3
TITLE: Ghost of a Chance
AUTHOR: Melrick (c) 1997
SERIES: (Voyager, F/F, M/F/F)
RATING: [NC-17] - (Janeway/Kes/Paris) Lesbian, Three-Way, Consenting, Anal.
SUMMARY: Continuing from part 2.
WARNING: This story was written for adults. See part 1 for details.
DISCLAIMER: 'Star Trek: Voyager' and the entire Star Trek universe are properties of Paramount Pictures. This story was not written for financial gain. Please, don't repost or archive without my express permission, and make sure you keep all of the above crap in place. :-)
Ghost of a Chance
Part 3
'I love you,' came Kes' instant reply. Kes looked away again, obviously embarrassed. 'I've loved you for a while now but I didn't realise it until recently. I love you so much and I haven't been able to concentrate. The doctor has been getting rather annoyed at me, and so has Neelix.' Tears started to gently roll down her red cheeks.
The dream Kathryn reacted the way the real Kathryn wouldn't have. She gently grabbed Kes around her chine and turned it up to face her. 'Don't cry, Kes.'
The Captain gently wiped away the tears. She then surprised the real Captain once more by softly kissing her left eyelid, then her right. 'You see, I've got something to tell you, too. I've loved you for a long time now. But I was too afraid to say anything. I'm glad you had more courage than me.'
Looking deeply into Kathryn's eyes, perhaps looking for a sign that she was only kidding, she said, 'Really? You... you really feel that way?'
'Yes, Kes, I do. I've wanted this moment to arrive for a long time, but I never thought it would.' With that, Kathryn pulled Kes close to her, each wrapping their arms about the other. They spent a moment just gazing into each other's eyes - the real Kathryn was starting to get use to this - then slowly pressed their lips together and began to kiss. Their kissing gradually became more insistent, more passionate, just as it had last time.
The real Kathryn took this moment to try and break away again, but with the same result. It seemed the only interaction the Captain was going to have was with
Kes in her dreams, and Kes had no idea the real Kathryn was even there. It looked like her dad was right, there was nothing here for her. But Kathryn, never a defeatist, pushed that thought away angrily.
It was just then that the hydroponics bay door swooshed open again, startling all three of them.
'Well, well, well,' came the amused voice of Lieutenant Tom Paris, 'what have we here?'
'Tom, what are you doing here?' came the nervous, embarrassed voice of Kes.
'Exactly my question, Lieutenant Paris, just what the hell ARE you doing here?
Aren't you supposed to be on duty?' The Captain was trying to sound angry, but she was really just as embarrassed as Kes.
'I finished early. But it looks like you two are just beginning.' A big, sly grin spread across his handsome face. 'Please, don't let me stop you two love-birds.' Paris folded his arms across his chest, indicating he was planning to stay for the show.
'I can order you to leave, Lieutenant Paris,' bluffed Kathryn.
'You could, but who knows if I will be able to keep this sort of thing quiet.
The best thing to do would be to keep me here, where you can keep an eye on me.'
Paris was obviously enjoying himself, knowing he had the upper hand over the
Captain. The real Kathryn, watching the whole spectacle from within Kes, knew what a predicament they were in. It would potentially damage her leadership, and could harm moral among the whole crew. Moral is vital, and it couldn't take this sort of punishment without some damage.
'Fine, Lieutenant Paris, we'll all leave,' said a genuinely angry Captain.
'On the contrary, I think we should all stay. In fact, I insist.' Tom was definitely enjoying himself. He motioned with his hands for the two (three?) of them to carry on with what they were doing. What could they do but comply?
They picked up where they left off, kissing slowly, building to passionate kisses. They soon found themselves entirely forgetting about Tom. Their hands became more hurried, more insistent; grabbing at breast, rubbing at crotch.
They struggled out of their confining uniform and underwear. Kathryn went to town on Kes' breasts. Watching all this, Tom felt himself getting hard.
Starfleet uniforms are pretty uncomfortable when you've got a hard on, nor do they leave much to the imagination. Tom turned and locked the door before relieving himself of his uniform. With the uniform gone, his eight-inch cock sprung free, which he began to slowly masturbate.
Kathryn Janeway swept a number of plants from a table onto the floor, clearing a patch for them, which Kathryn hastily pushed Kes back onto. Once in position, Kathryn grabbed her left foot and began sucking and licking her toes. She licked the sole of her foot, and worked her way up her leg. She only paused briefly to lick her pussy, before moving up her right leg. Kes had rather delicate little feet, which meant she was able to fit all her toes inside her mouth.
The real Kathryn had never had her toes sucked like this before. Mark, under the influence of alcohol, once attempted to sucd lid lick her toes, but largely failed. This was how it should feel, thought Kathryn with a smile.
Soon, Kathryn worked her way up her leg back to her wet and waiting pussy. Kes put her legs over the Captain's shoulders and prepared to be invaded. The
Captain began by rubbing Kes' clitoris vigorously, eliciting loud groans of pleasure from both Kes and the trapped Kathryn. While she was doing this, she inserted two fingers into Kes' vagina and finger-fucked her. It wasn't long before both Kes and the entrapped Captain felt that familiar feeling start down low.
'I'M GONNA CUM, KATHY, OH GOD HELP ME, MAKE ME CUM,' Kes cried.
"Kathy?" wondered the real Kathryn. "Nobody's called me Kathy since I was a little girl." She found she didn't hate it as much as she thought she would, at least not coming from Kes. It made her feel a little younger, a little less in command, a little more like a normal person. Kathryn hadn't felt that way for a long time.
Having successfully brought Kes to a climax, the dream Captain stood up, lent over her and started kissing her.
Paris had been steadily increasing his hand movement, and felt close to cumming.
He wondered briefly if he should continue, or whether or not he should push his luck a little further. Never afraid to take a risk, he stopped his hand and approached Kathryn, whose beautiful arse was wiggling in the face.
He decided not to give her advance warning by licking her pussy, so he got as close as possible without touching her, then thrusted his cock into her waiting vagina.
The real Kathryn never knew any of this until the dream Kathryn broke off the kissing and looked over her shoulder. Kes also lifted her head to peer over her other shoulder. They both saw Tom standing behind Kathryn, fucking her vigorously. The dream-Kathryn hesitated briefly before turning back to Kes.
Kes had never been in this sort of situation before, but found it extremely exciting. She wrapped her legsund und Tom. Feeling his muscular arse on her legs, thrusting his cock into Kathryn's pussy excited her even more. Feeling
Kathryn's body get pushed forward with each powerful thrust brought Kes to the edge.
'Fuck my cunt, Tom, please. I want your cock in my cunt,' begged Kes.
'Why, Kes, I didn't know you were such a slut. But I'd be happy to oblige. I've always wanted to fuck you.' Paris pulled his cock out of Janeway's vagina, much to her chagrin, and pushed her forward a little, allowing better access to Kes' pussy. Spreading the Captain's and Kes' legs apart, Paris rammed his cock home.
Kes cried out in absolute pleasure when she felt her pussy lips spread around his cock as it burrowed its way in. She was already so worked up it didn't take long for her to claw at Kathryn's back and begin crying out.
'MAKE ME CUM, TOM. FUCK MY WET CUNT. FUCK ME HARD. OH GOD, TOM, I'M GONNA
CUM, I'M GONNA CUM ALL OVER YOUR COCK.' Which is just what she did. Feeling her vagina grab his cock in spasm, and feeling his own orgasm not far away, he stopped his thrusting and pulled out. With Kes' juices glistening on his slick cock, he pulled Kathryn towards him a little. With her in place, he drove home his cock. Not in her vagina this time, but in her arse.
Kathryn cried out, but more in shock than pain. The cry of surprise soon turned to cries of pleasure.
'FUCK MY ARSE, TOM. FUCK YOUR PRICK IN MY ARSE. OH GOD, IT FEELS SO GOOD.'
The real Kathryn had *never* been fucked up the arse, nor had she ever seriously considered it. But the dream Kathryn obviously seemed to enjoy it. That got her wondering what it would feel like, having her arsehole stretched around his prick, feeling his cock thrusting inside a part of her that had never been invaded before; it got her very excited.
As if Kes was reading her mind, she called out to Tom Paris, 'Fuck my arse too, Tom. Please, fuck my arse. I want to feel your cock in my arse.'
After fucking Kathryn's arse for a short while longer, he pulled out of her just as she cried out with ecstasy as orgasms ripped through her body.
'I can't fuck your arse like that, Kes. I'm afraid, Captain, you'll have to get off.' Kathryn grudgingly slid off Kes. With her off, Tom ped ped each ankle and lifted her arse off the table.
'Kathryn, guide my cock in her arse. I seem to have my hands full. Now Kes, just relax and let me hold you up.' Kathryn grabbed his cock and placed it against the puckered opening of her arsehole. With that in place, he pushed firmly but gently. Kes winced. 'Just relax, Kes. Relax.' She relaxed a little more, making it easier for Paris to proceed.
With Tom fucking Kes' arse, the dream Kathryn wasn't being kept out of the action. She lent over Kes and began sucking her tits. Her nipples were protruding proudly from her tits, which Kathryn locked onto with real glee.
The real Kathryn could feel every inch of Tom's cock as it slid in her (Kes') arsehole. She thought it would be painful, but found it to be anything but. Kes reached down to probe her pussy. With her fingers in her pussy, Kathryn could feel Tom's cock through the wall of her (Kes') pussy as it fucked in and out of hese. se. With her fingers in her cunt and her thumb flicking her clitoris, Kes (Kathryn) was soon nearing orgasm.
'I'M GONNA CUM, I'M GONNA CUM WITH YOUR COCK IN MY ARSE. OH FUCK MY ARSE, TOM,
FUCK MY ARSE HARD. MAKE ME CUM.' Kes was soon being racked by orgasm once again. Tom quickly pulled out of her arse and stepped back.
'All right, girls, on your knees.' Tom motioned for them to kneel at his feet, which they obligingly did. 'Now, suck my cock,' he insisted.
They both grab his cock, but it was Kathryn who got first suck. While she slid her lips over the head of his prick, Kes licked the shaft and sucked a testicle in to her mouth one at a time. They alternated this for a while until Tom announced, 'I'm gonna cum, girls, and I want to cum on your faces.' He then grabbed his cock and began to wank. 'Here it comes, girls,' he reported as his cum shot out of his spasming cock. He sprayed his geyser of warm cuer ber both girls' face and tits. It landed in their eyes, in their hair and in their mouth. It ran down their tits and down their stomachs before mixing with their pubic hair.
'Well, girls, that was a load of fun, but I better go.' With that, he picked up his clothes, unlocked the door and left without putting them on. Kes and Kathryn looked at each other, stood up and proceeded to lick the cum off each other's body.
Just then, the real Kathryn remembered what she should be trying to do. She tried once more to break free of Kes, but as before, she completely failed.
Moments later, the dream ended and Kathryn rose from the bed. Once again, the wet spot at her crotch faded and disappeared in seconds.
'Damn, that's useful,' she said with a smile. 'Unfortunately, I still failed.'
The smile disappeared. 'I'll have to try again tomorrow night.' She wondered how long she could keep this up for. A week? Month? Year? How long? She didn't know, but she knew she would keep going for a while longer yet.
'Tomorrow night,' she promised.
End Part 3
AUTHOR: Melrick (c) 1997
SERIES: (Voyager, F/F, M/F/F)
RATING: [NC-17] - (Janeway/Kes/Paris) Lesbian, Three-Way, Consenting, Anal.
SUMMARY: Continuing from part 2.
WARNING: This story was written for adults. See part 1 for details.
DISCLAIMER: 'Star Trek: Voyager' and the entire Star Trek universe are properties of Paramount Pictures. This story was not written for financial gain. Please, don't repost or archive without my express permission, and make sure you keep all of the above crap in place. :-)
Ghost of a Chance
Part 3
'I love you,' came Kes' instant reply. Kes looked away again, obviously embarrassed. 'I've loved you for a while now but I didn't realise it until recently. I love you so much and I haven't been able to concentrate. The doctor has been getting rather annoyed at me, and so has Neelix.' Tears started to gently roll down her red cheeks.
The dream Kathryn reacted the way the real Kathryn wouldn't have. She gently grabbed Kes around her chine and turned it up to face her. 'Don't cry, Kes.'
The Captain gently wiped away the tears. She then surprised the real Captain once more by softly kissing her left eyelid, then her right. 'You see, I've got something to tell you, too. I've loved you for a long time now. But I was too afraid to say anything. I'm glad you had more courage than me.'
Looking deeply into Kathryn's eyes, perhaps looking for a sign that she was only kidding, she said, 'Really? You... you really feel that way?'
'Yes, Kes, I do. I've wanted this moment to arrive for a long time, but I never thought it would.' With that, Kathryn pulled Kes close to her, each wrapping their arms about the other. They spent a moment just gazing into each other's eyes - the real Kathryn was starting to get use to this - then slowly pressed their lips together and began to kiss. Their kissing gradually became more insistent, more passionate, just as it had last time.
The real Kathryn took this moment to try and break away again, but with the same result. It seemed the only interaction the Captain was going to have was with
Kes in her dreams, and Kes had no idea the real Kathryn was even there. It looked like her dad was right, there was nothing here for her. But Kathryn, never a defeatist, pushed that thought away angrily.
It was just then that the hydroponics bay door swooshed open again, startling all three of them.
'Well, well, well,' came the amused voice of Lieutenant Tom Paris, 'what have we here?'
'Tom, what are you doing here?' came the nervous, embarrassed voice of Kes.
'Exactly my question, Lieutenant Paris, just what the hell ARE you doing here?
Aren't you supposed to be on duty?' The Captain was trying to sound angry, but she was really just as embarrassed as Kes.
'I finished early. But it looks like you two are just beginning.' A big, sly grin spread across his handsome face. 'Please, don't let me stop you two love-birds.' Paris folded his arms across his chest, indicating he was planning to stay for the show.
'I can order you to leave, Lieutenant Paris,' bluffed Kathryn.
'You could, but who knows if I will be able to keep this sort of thing quiet.
The best thing to do would be to keep me here, where you can keep an eye on me.'
Paris was obviously enjoying himself, knowing he had the upper hand over the
Captain. The real Kathryn, watching the whole spectacle from within Kes, knew what a predicament they were in. It would potentially damage her leadership, and could harm moral among the whole crew. Moral is vital, and it couldn't take this sort of punishment without some damage.
'Fine, Lieutenant Paris, we'll all leave,' said a genuinely angry Captain.
'On the contrary, I think we should all stay. In fact, I insist.' Tom was definitely enjoying himself. He motioned with his hands for the two (three?) of them to carry on with what they were doing. What could they do but comply?
They picked up where they left off, kissing slowly, building to passionate kisses. They soon found themselves entirely forgetting about Tom. Their hands became more hurried, more insistent; grabbing at breast, rubbing at crotch.
They struggled out of their confining uniform and underwear. Kathryn went to town on Kes' breasts. Watching all this, Tom felt himself getting hard.
Starfleet uniforms are pretty uncomfortable when you've got a hard on, nor do they leave much to the imagination. Tom turned and locked the door before relieving himself of his uniform. With the uniform gone, his eight-inch cock sprung free, which he began to slowly masturbate.
Kathryn Janeway swept a number of plants from a table onto the floor, clearing a patch for them, which Kathryn hastily pushed Kes back onto. Once in position, Kathryn grabbed her left foot and began sucking and licking her toes. She licked the sole of her foot, and worked her way up her leg. She only paused briefly to lick her pussy, before moving up her right leg. Kes had rather delicate little feet, which meant she was able to fit all her toes inside her mouth.
The real Kathryn had never had her toes sucked like this before. Mark, under the influence of alcohol, once attempted to sucd lid lick her toes, but largely failed. This was how it should feel, thought Kathryn with a smile.
Soon, Kathryn worked her way up her leg back to her wet and waiting pussy. Kes put her legs over the Captain's shoulders and prepared to be invaded. The
Captain began by rubbing Kes' clitoris vigorously, eliciting loud groans of pleasure from both Kes and the trapped Kathryn. While she was doing this, she inserted two fingers into Kes' vagina and finger-fucked her. It wasn't long before both Kes and the entrapped Captain felt that familiar feeling start down low.
'I'M GONNA CUM, KATHY, OH GOD HELP ME, MAKE ME CUM,' Kes cried.
"Kathy?" wondered the real Kathryn. "Nobody's called me Kathy since I was a little girl." She found she didn't hate it as much as she thought she would, at least not coming from Kes. It made her feel a little younger, a little less in command, a little more like a normal person. Kathryn hadn't felt that way for a long time.
Having successfully brought Kes to a climax, the dream Captain stood up, lent over her and started kissing her.
Paris had been steadily increasing his hand movement, and felt close to cumming.
He wondered briefly if he should continue, or whether or not he should push his luck a little further. Never afraid to take a risk, he stopped his hand and approached Kathryn, whose beautiful arse was wiggling in the face.
He decided not to give her advance warning by licking her pussy, so he got as close as possible without touching her, then thrusted his cock into her waiting vagina.
The real Kathryn never knew any of this until the dream Kathryn broke off the kissing and looked over her shoulder. Kes also lifted her head to peer over her other shoulder. They both saw Tom standing behind Kathryn, fucking her vigorously. The dream-Kathryn hesitated briefly before turning back to Kes.
Kes had never been in this sort of situation before, but found it extremely exciting. She wrapped her legsund und Tom. Feeling his muscular arse on her legs, thrusting his cock into Kathryn's pussy excited her even more. Feeling
Kathryn's body get pushed forward with each powerful thrust brought Kes to the edge.
'Fuck my cunt, Tom, please. I want your cock in my cunt,' begged Kes.
'Why, Kes, I didn't know you were such a slut. But I'd be happy to oblige. I've always wanted to fuck you.' Paris pulled his cock out of Janeway's vagina, much to her chagrin, and pushed her forward a little, allowing better access to Kes' pussy. Spreading the Captain's and Kes' legs apart, Paris rammed his cock home.
Kes cried out in absolute pleasure when she felt her pussy lips spread around his cock as it burrowed its way in. She was already so worked up it didn't take long for her to claw at Kathryn's back and begin crying out.
'MAKE ME CUM, TOM. FUCK MY WET CUNT. FUCK ME HARD. OH GOD, TOM, I'M GONNA
CUM, I'M GONNA CUM ALL OVER YOUR COCK.' Which is just what she did. Feeling her vagina grab his cock in spasm, and feeling his own orgasm not far away, he stopped his thrusting and pulled out. With Kes' juices glistening on his slick cock, he pulled Kathryn towards him a little. With her in place, he drove home his cock. Not in her vagina this time, but in her arse.
Kathryn cried out, but more in shock than pain. The cry of surprise soon turned to cries of pleasure.
'FUCK MY ARSE, TOM. FUCK YOUR PRICK IN MY ARSE. OH GOD, IT FEELS SO GOOD.'
The real Kathryn had *never* been fucked up the arse, nor had she ever seriously considered it. But the dream Kathryn obviously seemed to enjoy it. That got her wondering what it would feel like, having her arsehole stretched around his prick, feeling his cock thrusting inside a part of her that had never been invaded before; it got her very excited.
As if Kes was reading her mind, she called out to Tom Paris, 'Fuck my arse too, Tom. Please, fuck my arse. I want to feel your cock in my arse.'
After fucking Kathryn's arse for a short while longer, he pulled out of her just as she cried out with ecstasy as orgasms ripped through her body.
'I can't fuck your arse like that, Kes. I'm afraid, Captain, you'll have to get off.' Kathryn grudgingly slid off Kes. With her off, Tom ped ped each ankle and lifted her arse off the table.
'Kathryn, guide my cock in her arse. I seem to have my hands full. Now Kes, just relax and let me hold you up.' Kathryn grabbed his cock and placed it against the puckered opening of her arsehole. With that in place, he pushed firmly but gently. Kes winced. 'Just relax, Kes. Relax.' She relaxed a little more, making it easier for Paris to proceed.
With Tom fucking Kes' arse, the dream Kathryn wasn't being kept out of the action. She lent over Kes and began sucking her tits. Her nipples were protruding proudly from her tits, which Kathryn locked onto with real glee.
The real Kathryn could feel every inch of Tom's cock as it slid in her (Kes') arsehole. She thought it would be painful, but found it to be anything but. Kes reached down to probe her pussy. With her fingers in her pussy, Kathryn could feel Tom's cock through the wall of her (Kes') pussy as it fucked in and out of hese. se. With her fingers in her cunt and her thumb flicking her clitoris, Kes (Kathryn) was soon nearing orgasm.
'I'M GONNA CUM, I'M GONNA CUM WITH YOUR COCK IN MY ARSE. OH FUCK MY ARSE, TOM,
FUCK MY ARSE HARD. MAKE ME CUM.' Kes was soon being racked by orgasm once again. Tom quickly pulled out of her arse and stepped back.
'All right, girls, on your knees.' Tom motioned for them to kneel at his feet, which they obligingly did. 'Now, suck my cock,' he insisted.
They both grab his cock, but it was Kathryn who got first suck. While she slid her lips over the head of his prick, Kes licked the shaft and sucked a testicle in to her mouth one at a time. They alternated this for a while until Tom announced, 'I'm gonna cum, girls, and I want to cum on your faces.' He then grabbed his cock and began to wank. 'Here it comes, girls,' he reported as his cum shot out of his spasming cock. He sprayed his geyser of warm cuer ber both girls' face and tits. It landed in their eyes, in their hair and in their mouth. It ran down their tits and down their stomachs before mixing with their pubic hair.
'Well, girls, that was a load of fun, but I better go.' With that, he picked up his clothes, unlocked the door and left without putting them on. Kes and Kathryn looked at each other, stood up and proceeded to lick the cum off each other's body.
Just then, the real Kathryn remembered what she should be trying to do. She tried once more to break free of Kes, but as before, she completely failed.
Moments later, the dream ended and Kathryn rose from the bed. Once again, the wet spot at her crotch faded and disappeared in seconds.
'Damn, that's useful,' she said with a smile. 'Unfortunately, I still failed.'
The smile disappeared. 'I'll have to try again tomorrow night.' She wondered how long she could keep this up for. A week? Month? Year? How long? She didn't know, but she knew she would keep going for a while longer yet.
'Tomorrow night,' she promised.
End Part 3