Teyla Loses Control

Teyla loses Control.
By Satyr.
(a satyr is a Grecian mythological creature often sporting uncontrollable erections.)

HEY!!!!! ME NO OWN! Me no makeum moneys.
Also, feel free to add chapters. We can ALWAYS have more Teyla gone wild.


Teyla swung around and parried John's clumsy attack. He was sleepy, and offering practically no competition. Teyla glared. It was late and this was going on far too long.

Something was wrong.

She dove in, twirling her sticks. John got a surprised look that flashed across his face briefly, then he parried skillfully. Teyla whirled and thwacked away mercilessly, and she was unable to hit him. Teyla glared and John laughed.

That creep! He's been playing me this whole match.

She pummeled him without mercy, angry with herself for not seeing through his charade. Teyla whirled up close to him and parried his blow, then grabbed his wrist. She swept his legs out from under him with her other stick. Sheppard hit the floor of the training room with a thud. No one was in the halls this late, so no one heard.
Teyla swung down, straddling John and holding her stick across his throat. Sheppard raised both hands in a gesture of defeat.
“Colonel Sheppard, you were being deceptive,” Teyla said.
“Hey, I give up. You got me. And didn’t I tell you to call me John when we’re out of uniform?” he replied.

Teyla removed her stick from his neck, but continued sitting on him. Her face twitched. No! It was happening again! Usually it was only late at night, what was wrong?
She mentally kicked herself. It WAS late at night NOW. She grimaced. She couldn’t control herself.

“Teyla! What’s wrong?” asked Sheppard.

She rolled off of him, and hugged herself as she scrunched up on the floor.
“I-It’s… Nothing. I’ll be fine,” she stuttered.
“Something is wrong, Teyla, and I want to know what! You can’t keep all you problems to yourself. You’re part of a TEAM now, Teyla. That means you can come to us for help.”
She stared at him, sitting across from her, with soft eyes.

“John, I have been feeling a lot of tension lately. There has been a lot of pressure on me, and I have been trying to maintain the facade of a leader, but John,” she started to tear, “I don’t think I was meant to be any kind of leader. I can’t handle it all. Late at night, all my emotions come pouring out. Usually they affect my dreams, but I always feel confused and bewildered. It’s like all the pressure comes to the surface.”

“Oy,” said John, “Sounds like your going through a refrigerator cycle every night.”
“A what?”
“Never mind. Teyla, no one here wants you to anything besides what you are. If you’re going through a tough time, you gotta let us help you. What else are these ‘episodes’ doing?”
She looked at him again, took a deep breath, and spoke.
“They delve up all my hidden emotions and feelings, some of which I find uncomfortable and… difficult to deal with.”
“Like what?” John asked, putting an arm on her shoulder.
She shuddered and looked away.
“It is not proper.”
“Teyla,” John chuckled, “I’m an army brat. Screw proper. Just let it out.”

Teyla looked back at John, then suddenly, she shot out and grabbed his head, kissing him deeply. John was startled, and at first struggled, but then, instead of forcing her away, he just slowly wrapped his arms around the sad Athosian. She kissed him passionately, like a feral animal that has been denied too long. Suddenly, John’s eyes shot open. Her tongue probed his lips and worked its way in.
She embraced him and wouldn’t let go. Sheppard was sitting Indian-style, and Teyla took full advantage of it.
Without breaking off their kiss, she slowly wrapped her legs around him until she was sitting in his lap, facing him, with her legs wrapped around his abdomen. She was ardent, but somehow…. At first John couldn’t put his finger on it, but it felt, inexperienced. Like she knew what to do, but hadn’t even tried any of it before.
However, he wasn’t able to dwell on it long. He tongue (a long one!) was busy probing his mouth, then it found his tongue. He embraced her tongue with his own as she embraced him fiercely. He could feel her large breasts pressing into his chest.

Suddenly Teyla pulled her head away and looked down. Sheppard was sure he could see a blush rising on her exotic skin.
“I-I-I’m sorry. I should not have done that.”
She refused to make eye contact, and turned her head away. Sheppard grasped her pretty chin and turned her head towards him.
“Teyla, there’s nothing to be sorry for. People-”
“John, I’ve always been able to control how I feel about you in the past but I couldn’t stop myself.”

She lowered her head toward his chest, and he hugged her closer, stroking her golden-brown hair.
“Teyla, come on. It’s nothing to get up tight about. I’ve… well, I’ve kinda felt the same way about you really. I know what your going through, ok?”
She looked at him.
“You have had erotic, sensual dreams about ME as well?”
He was set back by her question.
“Uh… well, I, you see…. Um.” There was no way he was going to tell her how many times he had to use his hand while thinking of her at night

Teyla gave him no time to finish. She threw her arms around his neck.
“Oh John! I knew there was something between us. I have dreamed of you presence every night since I have been in Atlantis.”
He was stunned.
“Um… wow.”

She grabbed his head again and frenched him. For a LONG time. When she finally let up, John looked at her.
“Where did you learn that?”
She blushed again.

“Dr. McKay left some… videos in one of the consoles in a private part of the east tower…”
Sheppard groaned.
“Porn vids, that stupid nerd.”
“Porn? What is that?”
Sheppard sighed.
“Pictures and videos of naked women that guys like Rodney need when they can’t get a real girl.”
“Oh. I wondered why there was no story like the other ‘videos’ you have showed me.”

She trailed off as John’s hands wandered over her body. She felt waves of chills wash over her as he ran his hands across her. She moaned, then began shower his face with kisses, running her own hands down his body. John trailed his hands down to her waistband, when suddenly he stopped.
“Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! We can’t get it on right here in the training room.”
Teyla stopped as well.
“You are right. There could be others up this late.”
“Um, actually, I was just thinking that a bed would be more comfortable.”
Teyla looked into his eyes.
“Who’s bed were you planning on visiting,” she raised an eyebrow, “Mine is bigger.”

Sheppard stood up with Teyla still wrapped around him. They hurried through the hallways to Teyla’s room, which proved difficult do to the fact that Teyla insisted on Licking Sheppard’s face the whole walk.

They got into her room, and John locked the door behind them. He set Teyla down on the bed gently, and began to take off his shirt.
“Wait,” said Teyla, “I would like to do that.”
“Teyla? Have you ever…. You know….” Asked Sheppard.
“Known a man intimately? No. I am what your people call a virgin.”

John began sweating as she pulled him down onto the bed and pulled his shirt off. This was her time, and he didn’t want to freak her out. He let her take control. Knowing Teyla, she had probably memorized everything in Rodney’s porn movie, so Sheppard wasn’t going to do anything she didn’t want.

Teyla on the other hand was extremely nervous. She had just opened herself up completely, and she was confused with how John was able to make her feel. She wanted to make him feel good, but she still wanted to pleasure herself at the same time.

Teyla began undoing John’s pants, and he continued running his hands over her body, massaging and soothing her. She stood up and whipped his pants off, knocking him over. When he sat up, he saw Teyla down by his boxers. Then he realized what she was going to do.
“Um, Teyla, are you sure you want to start that way?”

She just pushed him back down against the pillows as she began pulling his boxers down, uncovering his “bulge.” Her eyes got huge as she uncovered his dick. Sheppard had always been…. Well-endowed. Like 9&1/2 inches of endowment. Teyla stuttered.
“I thought it would be… I mean…. I was not expecting…. Never mind.”

She grasped his organ carefully, pulling up and down. John couldn’t believe it. Teyla Emmagan, the girl of his dreams, was giving him a handjob. She stroked it slowly, driving John crazy. He prayed he wouldn’t cum too soon. Teyla lowered her long tongue and began licking his cock.
Man this chick has a thing with licking.
She worked her way down to his crotch, where she grabbed one of his balls in her mouth. It was a bit rough, and he was happy when she went back to the penis. Then she positioned herself above his throbbing dick. She stopped everything, driving Sheppard crazy.
“C’mon!”
Teyla looked at him with a feral expression filled with lust.
“Patience, Colonel, patience.”

Without warning, she plunged his dick into her mouth. He was amazed. She took the ENTIRE NINE AND A HALF INCHES in easily. It was all he could do not to cum right there. Then she starting sucking.
“Oh my GOD! Teyla! You’re like a VACUUM!”
Her eyes twinkled, and she just sucked harder. He could feel it coming. He tried to warn her, but he was too late. He shot a massive load into her mouth.
She was surprised and startled, jerking back from his penis, but then she recovered herself, gave him another lusty smile, then she licked up any cum she had dropped out of her mouth, then she swallowed it! She cleaned the dick meticulously, and swallowed every drop. John was amazed.
“Teyla, did you just….”
“It tasted… good. I believe I enjoyed it.”

John breathed a sigh of relief. Looked like he wouldn’t have to worry about scaring her away, not when- HEY!
Teyla had started sucking him off again. He held out a little longer, but when he came, she didn’t drop anything, and just like last time, she swallowed it all. John sat up.
“Ok, Teyla, now it’s YOUR turn.”

He sat up and wrapped his arms around Teyla’s back, and she offered him no resistance as he gently pulled off her belly-baring tank top. As it pulled away, it revealed the most perfect set of breasts he had ever seen. They were large, but they didn’t sag at all. He pulled her close, and as his hands wandered down her body, he began sucking on one of her breasts.
Teyla moaned with ecstasy. She had never felt anything like it, but it was nothing. John slipped his hands into her waistband, pulling it down, revealing her crotch. It was trimmed and neat, though not shaven. He didn’t care. He continued sucking on her breasts as his hand began rubbing her pussy.
Teyla moaned and groaned. She saw stars as John plunged a finger into her. It was wonderful! She never wanted it to end, but to get better. She reached down to his dick, and guided it into her pussy. He kept rubbing her clit as his dick went in. She moaned loudly as she took him in.
Suddenly, she squealed, and her cherry was gone.
Sheppard began pumping in and out with deep thrusts, eliciting cries of ecstasy from his Athosian partner. She pounded back against him in perfect rhythm, and their lips found each other again, and soon their tongues were entwined.
Teyla cried out, and orgasmed. It was the most wonderful thing she had ever felt. John pumped in and out a few more times before pulling out of her.
“What are you doing?” asked Teyla.
“What? You don’t want to get pregnant do you?” asked the Colonel incredulously.
“Are we not bonding? The man should be within the woman always.”
Her deep throating and swallowing were explained now, but it also gave Sheppard another idea.
“Fine. But I have another idea. It will hurt at first, but then it will be the best thing you have ever felt. We call it anal.”
He wasn’t sure if she would know what he meant, but she narrowed her eyes at him.
“John, you wouldn’t last five seconds in my ‘ass’ with your current load,” she smiled, “Let me fix that first.”

She leaned down and wrapped his dick with her breasts, and began pumping up and down, bring him back up again. She slammed her face down on his penis again, and sucked him dry, swallowing every drop. Then she smiled at him again with the same lust-filled grin, and turned around.

Sheppard stared. It was the most perfect ass he had EVER seen. It was just the right shape and size, with lovely cheeks. He began rubbing her pussy, and used her juices to lube his cock, then slowly inserted it into her anus.
She groaned and moaned and squealed as he slid it in. John was right, it did hurt at first, but felt good in a weird way.
Sheppard on his part was amazed. This woman was tight, but could take him to the hilt in EVERY orifice. He slid his organ in until her cheeks touched his hips. Then he pulled it out.
Teyla gasped at the emptiness she felt. She realized how good it felt.
“John! For the love of the gods, put it back in!”
He complied, sliding it in faster, thumping her butt with his hips. Then he began thrusting, with Teyla moaning.

Anal sex had been unheard of among her people, but it was one of the most wonderful things she had felt. The combination of dull ache and the pleasure and excitement created an amazing sensation with her.
Sheppard groaned loudly. She was unbelievable tight. He could feel himself getting ready, so he reached down and began rubbing Teyla’s clit. He wanted this to feel good for her too. He slid his finger in and out of her, bringing more feral sounds of sheer pleasure and joy.

Teyla squealed as she had another orgasm, and John grunted as he came into her ass. They climaxed in perfect unity. His hand was covered in her fluids, and he felt like he was emptying all of his seed into her. It came flowing out around his dick.
He pulled his dick out, and turning Teyla over, continued cumming on her breasts.

They both finished and Teyla lapped up every pool of cum she could find and drank it all. Then she snuggled up next to Sheppard, laying on top of him. He pulled the covers up over them, and embraced her. She licked his face and nibbled on his ear one last time, then Sheppard looked her in the eye.

“Did this make you feel better?”
“John, it felt like all the pressure was released. I loved it, and I hope it doesn’t end.”
He pulled her even closer, pressing her breasts against him.

“Well, who knows? We may have to ‘release more stress’ tomorrow night.”