Sector 32 (nutty & Odan)
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				Title: <strong>Sector 32 (nutty &amp; Odan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odanrav</strong> on <strong>22-03-2014, 18:03:17</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://www.titanindustries.org/wp-content/uploads/2013/08/constellation.jpg)</div><br><em>At the dawn of the 22nd century, with the advent of faster-than-light (or FTL) travel, mankind had found a way to go out into the far reaches of the galaxy and explore. A new space age had begun and given rise to a new multinational governing body to regulate, monitor, and send out expeditions into the great unknown. The Interstellar Space Commission, or ISC, had been born. The people of Earth were enthralled with the prospects of discovering new worlds, inhabitable ones. And even possibly finding out that they aren’t alone in the universe. But, like most trends, humanity quickly grew bored and moved on. Nearly a century passed and no major discovery had yet happened despite hundreds of thousands of planetary systems being explored and analyzed. As the general public became disinterested in the exploration and charting of space, funding took a nosedive and heavy cutbacks of crews and ships set in. The program is a shell of it’s former self now. <br><br>The Expedition-class frigate, Constellation, comes out of interstellar light speed travel just inside the Yuko Nebula in the planetary system S32P1, short for ‘Sector 32 Planetary System 1‘. The Constellation is one of the few class 2 frigates still out in space, an old model by today’s standards but a sturdy and reliable ship all the same. Captain Rafe Williams has taken the Constellation on four separate runs, spanning nearly fifty years of exploration. The on board HUD comes to life in navigation and the computer runtimes kick in. Soon the entire crew are awakened from their eight year long sleep, not a day older than they were when the ship left Apollo Station so many years ago. Now the mission is underway and there is no knowing what the crew may be in store for…</em><br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://thetaylornetwork.files.wordpress.com/2013/06/screen-shot-2013-06-07-at-7-48-32-pm1.png)</div>Wake up had been about as unpleasant as it always was. Severe dizzyness and confusion along with a massive headache. After doing it five times already, Rafe had gotten to the point that he at least didn’t throw up every time like some of the new people would. His sleeping pod opened up on it’s hinge and he could remember laying there with his eyes closed for a few moments as they attempted to adjust to the light above. Slowly they came open and he breathed in a deep and satisfying breath. Eight years gone by, just like that. Laying there for a moment, he tried to remember which side of him Katelyn’s sleeping pod was on. It was always a small tradition of there’s that they be the first person each other sees after every safe arrival since they were married after the first run together. This would their fifth. Rafe began to turn to the left.<br><br>Piercing green eyes the likes of which he’d never seen such beauty met his own blue eyes. Rafe found himself stun struck for a moment as he stared at eyes that were not of his wife, but gorgeous all the same. There was… something in his that he couldn’t place, but almost immediately was he enraptured by their gaze. After that, most of the rest of the day was a blur as everyone got settled into what would their new home for the next two years. He could remember briefly kissing and hugging Katelyn before they went off to prepare in their own ways. <br><br>It was still the first day and he was sitting in his office after having met formally with the rest of the crew, save for one. The beautiful green eyed woman who he didn’t understand why he was so enamored with her. There was Lt. Ryan Jacobs, who manned the armory and took care of the ship’s weaponry. Then there was Dr. Warren Schuler, the eccentric but valuable researching and physician aboard the ship. Ensign Kim Sun came next, who was a rookie in expedition runs, but came very well regarded in several fields. His wife he didn’t even bother to set up a meet with, he’d talk to her plenty later when it was time to call it a day. Lastly though came the strange woman who’d filled his thoughts that entire day. <br><br>“Liliana Mirren… Liliana Mirren,” Rafe repeated to himself as he skimmed over the portfolio of the woman with the ravishing green eyes. An engineer with an impeccable background, and stunning good looks to match. He flipped through several reports for work referrals and schooling and found himself thoroughly impressed. A few minutes earlier he had called her from engineering to come up to his private office and talk with him which was located on the top deck alongside his own quarters as well as the cockpit and navigation. Rafe let the binder fall down onto the desk as he waited, thumping his fingers down on the metallic surface over and over again until his door buzzed from somebody standing outside of it.<br><br>“Ms. Mirren, please come in and sit down,” Rafe stood up and said in a friendly fashion as she began to enter into his office. Though inside of him his heart was beating twice as fast as normal. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sector 32 (nutty &amp; Odan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nuttyxprincess</strong> on <strong>23-03-2014, 01:40:09</strong>
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				&nbsp;<div class="floatright">(http://www.royalfashion.ch/images_m/203142.4.jpg) </div><div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/4f/09/65/4f0965879c7df628354b86708f8632c6.jpg)</div>Her eyes flew open as the machine stopped forcing her to sleep, she was groggy, felt ill, she couldn't move just yet.. leaning over her pod was the most handsome man that she had ever seen. Perhaps it was her groggy state, perhaps it was something else, but his eyes met hers, his stunning blue pools felt like they were looking into her soul. How could a face, just a face make her heart race, her blood pumping to all the wrong areas? <br><br>She and another young woman had taken the longest to recover, smiling weakly at one another as they tried to walk without feeling ill, or being ill in the other woman's case. She got changed into the uniform of silver, tight-fitting, almost latex material that allowed for a bit more movement and breathing room than latex.She had familiarised herself with the ships schematics before she arrived, but schematics and actually seeing were two different things. <br><br>The ship was beautiful, sleek, as engineer she could appreciate a ships design, and she liked the feel of this one. She smiled almost shyly as she met various members of the crew, nodding in greeting, but continuing her work. She had to ensure the sensors were working, then repair anything that had gotten damaged while they slept. Luckily however, there wasn’t anything much she had to do. <br><br><br>It wasn’t until later when she was called into the Captain’s office that Liliana felt out of place, uncertain. She had thought about that face, those eyes. Either she had dreamt it, or it was the Captain, he was the only one she had not seen since awakening. The moment the doors opened she felt her breath catch. Standing there in the male version of the uniform, a silver latex-material top, with black pants made of the same fabric, though the pants were generally not as form fitting as the tops.. much to her dismay at this moment. She chastised herself for thinking that way, before she realised that he was talking to her.&nbsp; She moved to sit down, feeling the dress slide up, but not moving to stop its slow journey up her pale thighs. The dress left little to the imagination, it’s design made for comfort and also practicality, form fitting, it hugged and supported her breasts without the need for a bra. <div class="floatright">(http://www.zentaisuitstore.com/images/201008/goods_img/1943_P_1282923295653.jpg)</div><br>She felt her heart racing, her eyes drawn to him, her body responding instantly to his presence, her nipples hardening, pressing to the fabric. They soon became noticeable as she waited for his next words. No man had ever brought such a response from her. In fact she was always considered to be a lesbian by her fellow officers because she barely even looked, but him. She swallowed nervously, certain that he could hear her thoughts, smell her arousal, feel the tension that grew between her and him as she sat there. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sector 32 (nutty &amp; Odan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odanrav</strong> on <strong>23-03-2014, 23:27:53</strong>
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				“Right so… Ms. Mirren,” Rafe began as he beckoned her into his office and she took a seat across his desk, placed far enough away from the desk that he could see her body down to the thighs. And as hard as he attempted to fight it… Rafe’s eyes roamed every bit of her as she sat and her dress rode up slightly. A few more inches and he would have been able to see underwear, and in a way he was happy he couldn’t as he was already in a flustered state. The captain admired the curve of her hips snuggly packed into&nbsp; her dress, the way her green eyes clashed with her beautiful red hair and silver uniform. She was ravishing. <br><br>“I make a habit of having a brief conversation with each of my crew on the outset of a run, and with this being your first I felt it important. Just as a quick rundown of how we operate, even though I know you were briefed before we left the station. But eight years asleep can sometimes effect memory retention and things like that. Minor stuff of course!” Captain Williams began to rattle off, afraid that he’d made her concerned about his mention of memory loss. He had realized he was rambling and acting quite strange, even though he’d conducted dozens of these interviews with crew for some reason this one felt different.<br><br>His eyes lingered down for a moment, seeing the points of her nipples pressed against the tight fabric around her chest. A hand seated in his lap slid over only to realize that there was an arousal growing in his pants, and he was glad then there was a desk separating them so she couldn’t see it. Those damned tight uniforms were certainly good for looking at a lady’s figure, but not so good at hiding when a man got excited. A red shade of shame cropped up into his cheeks at the realization of the way he was thinking and acting. Rafe looked down at the ring on his finger to remind himself to be a professional.<br><br>“Obviously, you are the ships engineer and your duties will be to keep her in tip-top shape. I also understand you have experience dealing with the landing ship and rover as well which will be very useful. You’ll be stationed on the lower deck so you can monitor the drive core and keep tabs on the vitals.&nbsp; This top deck is where the helm and navigation is as well as my office and quarters, obviously. If you ever need anything my door is always open. On the second deck is the crew quarters where you can eat and sleep, you’ll be bunking with Ensign Kim. So with all that, if there’s any questions you have I’d be happy to answer them,” Rafe said to her as he looked down at his desk mostly and clasped his hands together uncomfortably. Now and then he’d look up though, unable to contain the urge, and he’d just look at her eyes. They were drawing him in with every passing second, like a force he couldn’t contain or stop no matter what he tried. Suddenly Rafe looked down at his desk and opened portfolio. <br><br>“And I did just want to say that your track record is… impressive. Honestly you might be a little overqualified to work on a ship like this,” he complimented her with a smile. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sector 32 (nutty &amp; Odan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nuttyxprincess</strong> on <strong>27-03-2014, 10:24:55</strong>
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				As his eyes drifted over her body, hers did the same, of course while his eyes looked at her legs, hers saw the toned chest, the strong jaw.. his eyes wandering over hers. She flushed. <br><br>She listened as he spoke though, remembering her duty, why she was here. Someone had said that he was married.. but for some reason that didn’t have the normal impact for her. Normally, a man who was married became that “attractive but out of bounds” guy, but with him, it just made her heart race faster, made his reddened cheeks as he blushed so much more arousing. She met his eyes over and over, unsure if he had more to say or not. As she sat silently, she could feel her womanhood growing moist, her nipples rubbing against the fabric. She resisted every urge to sit on his desk, spread her legs and beg him to take her!<br><br>“Thank you Sir. Though I do not think I am overqualified. I have very little experience in the field. Show me a machine and I can tell you how it should run,&nbsp; I can tell you what the books say to do to fix it, hell, when it came to practical testing I even rigged alternative options. But A ship in a test and a ship in real life are two different things?” She said with a smile in return. “I am grateful to be here Sir, and I hope that I please you during my time here.” She flirted, but the statement could be simply considered a poor choice of words. <br><br>Her fingers brushed her thigh, watching him, his eyes, trying to think of what to say, what to do. She had not been dismissed, but saying more would result in her dragging the conversation on just for the sake of it. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Odanrav</strong> on <strong>31-03-2014, 00:45:23</strong>
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				Simply seeing the red streaks enter into Liliana’s cheeks was enough to get the captain even more flustered than before. He watched her lips and her eyes how they fought with themselves between looking down or looking at him. He wondered if she was feeling the same powerful sexual tension in the air that he was. <br><br>“You’re right, actual field experience can be the best teacher. I was top of my own class in school, but when they dumped me out in open space like this on my first run and everyone is looking to me for answers… it was daunting to get through that first one. But after that it’s gotten easier,” Rafe confided with her, for reasons he didn’t quite understand in the moment. <br><br>“Oh… I-I’m sure you will,” Rafe responded to her mention of ‘pleasing’ him. He swallowed hard at the thought of all the ways she could please him indeed. A inner battle was raging in his mind as he attempted&nbsp; to stave off the pesky thoughts that were coursing through him. He knew he was married, and he was always faithful. But temptation never ended. Rafe hoped that this little flirting would fizzle out and come to an end eventually. <br><br>“Right so… that’s all I had to say for now. I’m sure I’ll be seeing and talking to you quite often. We’ve got a long year ahead of us after all,” Rafe concluded as&nbsp; he extended his hand out to her in a shake. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sector 32 (nutty &amp; Odan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nuttyxprincess</strong> on <strong>31-03-2014, 12:27:38</strong>
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				She could not stop the words “I’m sure you could teach me a thing or two.” She flushed, though she meant it, she wanted it, she ached for it, for him. But, she could not bring herself to take that next step, to outwardly say what she wanted to say, instead she stood, closing the space between them, taking his hand, her fingers lingering longer than professional, sliding along his palm suggestively as she pulled her hand back “It is a pleasure to serve under you Sir..” She said as she turned to leave. <br><br>She chastised herself all day for her behaviour, but she could not deny that between her thighs she was wet for him. How could she be? Why was she? Other girls had fallen and fought over guys in their classes that hadn’t even made her raise a brow, but him. Oh, she was one of those girls, swooning and day-dreaming of their life together.. even yhough he was married, faithful. She told herself over and over, yet her thoughts did not change. <br><br>At night as Liliana tried to sleep she could not stop her hands wandering, imagining his. This went on for many nights until finally she called him to engineering, claiming there was something she wanted him to see. <br><br>She cursed herself the moment she pushed the button to cut the connection. He was going to think she was a pervert, that what she was going to say was wrong. As she heard the doors open she scrapped the plan she had in her head. Instead she smiled “Captain.. It isn’t, well, it is important, I think.” She said as she motioned to a panel “This reading here has been fluxuating for a few hours” she said, before she opened a side panel, getting on her hands and knees, leaning in underneath it “But, I can’t find anything wrong with the wiring” She shifted a bit, wriggling her body as she fiddled with wires “So, either there is something out there that we can’t see..” She murmured, before she climbed out, moving backwards, flushing as her rear bumped into his leg “Sorry..” She murmered as she stood, dusting her hands off, not realising the smudge on her cheek “Or, there is something wrong with the system. Since the system everywhere else is fine, I think it best that we run some more scans outside.”<br><br>She stood a little too close, or rather, maybe he did. Her eyes looked into his, wanting to blurt out that she rubbed her nipples thinking of him. Or that she wanted him to kiss her here and now, but she didn’t, nor did she make any attempt to move away.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sector 32 (nutty &amp; Odan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odanrav</strong> on <strong>03-04-2014, 22:34:53</strong>
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				Even at night in the arms of his loving wife could Rafe escape his thoughts if Liliana. He felt a raw physical attraction to her unlike anything he'd felt in many years, even more so than what there was between him and Katelyn that still remained. Albeit the rate act which the married couple had sex grew increasingly less and less with each run it felt like. They had coupled the night if their first day awake, but that was more tradition than anything of real passion. And Rafe found himself picturing being atop Ms. Mirren during it. He was so ashamed of the thoughts that went through his mind. <br><br>When Liliana came over the com to his office, requesting his presence down on engineering a sudden uneasy feeling came over the man. His nerves built up to a fever pitch as he took the elevator down to the bottom and stepped out. Engineering was always the most cramped part if the ship, along with being the hottest and dirtiest. It was a strange place to find a flower as beautiful as Liliana in, but there she was to greet him and lead him over to the problematic panel. <br><br>Rafe listened closely but found it more difficult as she as she got down on her hands and knees. "Well... is this something we should be worried about? I mean the ship seems to still be running well," Rafe said in a flustered tone, finding the task of not staring at her wide hips and shapely backside an impossible feat. As she crawled back out, that perfect ass pressed into his leg. Rafe was frozen solid as he felt the smooth texture of the fabric clinging to her body. <br><br>"That's alright," Rafe said as she got back up, clearly as embarrassed as she was by the entire situation. They stood face to face then, so close that if she were to lean forward she'd press her bust into his chest. His eyes noticed the black smudge on her cheek as he raised a hand up and licked the tip of his finger. <br><br>"Here you got something," he muttered as his fingers rubbed into her cheek, wiping away the smudge. A moment passed between them before instinct and need finally took over. Rafe leaned in and met her lips in a surprise kiss. He rapidly pulled away, immediately ashamed of his actions. <br><br>"I am...very sorry. I should not hade done that."<br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Nuttyxprincess</strong> on <strong>04-04-2014, 11:16:01</strong>
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				She knew she should back away, move away, to focus on the task, but as he spoke, the wet digit brushing her cheek, Liliana knew that she was fighting a losing battle against her desires. As he leant forward, she thought she was going to have to resist, to pretend that he wasn’t impacting her, but then he wasn’t just leaning past her, but into her. His lips pressed to hers and any chance she had at resisting him was torn down in an instant. <br><br>Liliana’s finger came up to his lips, pressing to silence him before her hand slid into his hair, pulling him to her, pressing herself to him and kissed him in return. Only unlike his soft, surprise kiss, hers was the opposite. It was filled with passion, desire, lust, affection, it was not short but long, lingering. She felt her nipples straining against the fabric of her uniform, the heat between her thighs rising. Finally the kiss parted, her cheeks red from arousal, her lips moist with their mixed saliva.. her eyes met his, filled with heat and passion. “Sorry Sir.. I.. “ She paused “I could not resist.” She admitted, her eyes looking deep into his, begging him to touch her, kiss her, anything. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Odanrav</strong> on <strong>06-04-2014, 19:08:13</strong>
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				A wide eyed look of shock and surprise lit up Rafe’s face as Liliana pulled him into a passionate embrace. Their tongues mingled together as they shared the most lust filled, longing kiss he’d every experienced. By the time they parted he was lost to his own desire same as her, and there was not turning back. He could feel the strain building up in his pants that needed to be&nbsp; relieved and he simply could not wait any longer. Rafe threw himself into her, his arms wrapping around her and backing her up against the panel she had just been crawling beneath.<br><br>“I need this… I need this so much,” he breathlessly said to her as he sat her on top of the panel and his hands quickly attempted to pull her dress up until he could see the smooth flesh of her soft inner thighs and the undergarments she wore. Attempting to call himself some, his hands more gently grabbed the sides of her panties and pulled them up her legs that were wrapped around his sides until they were halfway up her thighs and pressing into the tight fabric at his chest. He leaned into her again, trying to kiss her, and pushed the bulge in the&nbsp; front of his britches into the naked slit of her sex. 
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				Post by: <strong>Nuttyxprincess</strong> on <strong>07-04-2014, 00:20:30</strong>
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				She didn’t need this, she didn’t want this.. she wanted him, she needed him. It wasn’t about sex, release, pleasure it was all about him, holding him in her arms, feeling him inside her. Her back against the hard panel, her front against his warm body, her body aching to feel his touch all over her, inside her. “I need you, I want you.” She purred in reply as she lifted her dress, helping him, her underwear were discarded, kicked away by her feet before she would move to hold him closer. “God I need you.” She purred before she kissed him deeply. <br><br>She pressed to him, moving then, pulling him away from the panel she had just been on, but her rear soon pressed to another, this time her ass was pushed up, legs wrapping around his hips, her body weight supported by the panel, her wet, hot pussy pressing against his pants. Her hands slid between them, to the clasp and zip that held the tight material to his body. Liliana needed him, wanted him, ached for him. <br><br>Finally the restrictive garment was undone, her hands were as demanding as his had been, pushing his pants down until they rested at the top of his thighs. Her arms around his neck, her lips against his, she didn’t say anything as her legs wrapped around his back, pulling him closer to her, feeling the hardness and warmth of his cock pressing against her womanhood. There was no stopping this now. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sector 32 (nutty &amp; Odan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odanrav</strong> on <strong>13-04-2014, 02:22:00</strong>
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				Rafe didn’t know what to say back to her when she said that she needed him, and not the sex. Suddenly the captain was confounded, he thought this was just lust, at least that was the initial sexual tension that built up between them. Though maybe she thought it was more than that, a odd thought since they had literally only known each other for a few days. Regardless though he pressed on fondling her breasts and admiring her body with his eyes, nose, and hands. She had a sweet scent, mixed with the slight aroma of sweat and her arousal, that didn’t seem to fit in the environment she worked in. As eagerly as he pulled her panties off, she yanked his pants down as his large hardened cock sprung free and rested atop of her mound, eager to be inside of her.<br><br>Quickly in the heat of the moment the captain aligned his manhood with her entrance, the tip sliding up and down her wet slit and getting the slick substance all around the head of his cock. At last he pushed inside of her, slipping the head and few inches in on the first push as he let out a needy grunt. Both of his hands grabbed her wide hips and held her in place tightly as he continued to push inside of her tight hole. Several minutes ensued of fast paced, wanton rutting as he buried the length of his cock into her time and again and soon the entire engineering deck was filled with the wet sound of cock entering cunt and the slapping of their thighs together, with the occasional moan mixed in. <br><br>“Captain Williams I’m picking up a new message from command incoming, your presense is requested on the bridge” Kim Sun’s voice suddenly rang over the comm in Engineering. Rafe practically jumped in shock as his body pressed hard into hers, his fingers gripping tighter around her hips. With his cock buried deeply inside of her he sighed deeply and looked at her for several moments before he began to quickly pull out of her and get himself dressed again. He used a hand to fix his hair, wipe the sweat from his brow,&nbsp; and then quickly buckle his pants.<br><br>“Sorry… I’m sorry I have to go,” he told her in his state of confusion and confliction. Quickly Rafe paced off for the elevator and stepped inside, staring at her as the doors closed, cutting off their views from one another. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sector 32 (nutty &amp; Odan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nuttyxprincess</strong> on <strong>17-04-2014, 03:22:21</strong>
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				She did not want a relationship, or love, but it was him, his body, not jus sex with anyone, but sex with him that she desired. She wanted his body, his cock, his lips. It was not long before her panties hit the floor, his manhood nestling between her thighs, against her womanhood. <br><br>The heat that she felt inside her, the itch that needed to be scratched, Liliana was certain that he took hours to enter her. Her arms slid around his neck, her lips meeting his to muffle her moan as she felt his hands pulling her hips, his cock stretching her filling her. “Ooohhmm” She moaned into him. There was nothing gentle, caring or romantic about their encounter, they fucked, rutted.. bodies slapping together, moans, grunts, panting.. then a voice! Liliana wanted to scream in frustration, to hold him to her, his cock buried deep inside her, she wanted to tell him to fuck her, to finish, to .. he pulled out of her, tucked himself away, and he was gone. <br><br>Liliana had never been so confused, unsure, conflicted in her life. Her first time had been a fumbling mess with some guy she had been dating, it had resulted in needing a shower and being left unsatisfied and totally turned off sex. Until the Captain. Now though, she was sure that he would never want to see her again, that he would see her as some slut that spread her thighs for anyone. She bent over to pick up her panties, pulling them back on, her fingers brushing her thighs as she remembered the feel of him inside her… she had wanted him before.. now she ached for him. <br><br>Days passed, fingers did not match his cock, his lips on hers, his hands on her breasts. She was frustrated, horny, unable to focus on anything but her thoughts of him. Finally, a report was left on his desk. She had been avoiding him, assuming that the reason he did not return was because he did not want to see her. The report was about the fluctuations, that they were continuing, that she recommended a team of 2 take the shuttle, she and another so she could monitor the readings and see if she could work out if it was a malfunction in the ships systems or not. Her perfume lingered in his office long after she left, she lay on her bed, trying to sleep after her shift ended, but she couldn’t. <br><br>Why did she have to be attracted to the only man she couldn’t have?<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sector 32 (nutty &amp; Odan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Odanrav</strong> on <strong>24-04-2014, 03:10:04</strong>
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				That night, even as Rafe slid himself inside and out of his wife as she humored with their bi-weekly coupling of short and relatively unsatisfying sex, all the man could think about was the redheaded vixen he’d been inside of earlier that day. His mind revolved around Liliana, bringing mental images to the foreground and imagining them upon his wife. The fiery red hair, milky soft skin, full lips, perky breasts…and suddenly Rafe had released into his wife with a loud grunt and moan. Afterwards she scolded him, complaining that she didn’t want to risk pregnancy, but Rafe didn’t listen to her. He never did anymore. <br><br>In the following days Rafe avoided eye contact with Ms. Mirren if at all possible. The shame inside of his gut was real and building over time. Despite it all, he couldn’t deny the desire inside of him. Every night as he lay there next to his career minded wife, all he could think about was Liliana on top of him, riding him while his wife slept next to them. A sultry and devious thought. One day as he entered into his office, he immediately picked up on Lilliana’s scent again. That unique sweetness mixed with just the right amount of sour that had his cock twitching at the smell. Rafe took a deep breath after reading the report and pressed the comm button to Engineering.<br><br>“Ms. Mirren, this is the captain,” rafe said over the comm as he waited for her to respond. After a moment, he continued on. “I received your report. At sixteen hundred I’ll meet you at the transport in the hanger and help you fix that fluctuation,” he told her with a shade of red entering into his cheek. He knew where this would lead…but he couldn’t contain himself anymore. Not after what had already happened.<br><br>Hours passed as Rafe got himself ready, making sure his hair was perfect and he put on the right cologne. Like a teenage boy going out on a date with a girl he had a crush on he felt like. He arrived at the hanger before her with space gear partially on. With each passing second the butterflies fluttered more and more in his chest as he awaited her to arrive. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sector 32 (nutty &amp; Odan)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nuttyxprincess</strong> on <strong>25-04-2014, 05:19:34</strong>
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				His voice echoed in her mind, the shy apology, the lustful grunting and moaning.. the… no, he had not returned, though there had been ample opportunity. He did not want her, Liliana realised that. At least until his voice pierced the engineer’s ears again. She ran to the console like an excited school girl “Yes Captain” She tried to sound indifferent.. like the rest of the crew. “Of course Captain.” She answered. <br><br>The female uniform for heading on missions was different to the on ship uniform, this was a full suit, ankles to neck and wrists.. skin tight, clinging to thighs, womanhood, breasts and a zip at the back. She had gotten Kim Sun to zip her up, playfully complaining that the suits were not for anyone with body issues, only to get a laugh in reply. She had found Kim to be kind, but a bit closed off, focused on the mission and not willing to make a friendship. As she walked the tight suit pressed to her womanhood, reminding her of his hard manhood rubbing along her.. no. NO. She chastised herself. He was just being a good Captain, she would not make a move, he was married, he had not come back to see her. It was a mistake, he was not about to make it again. <br><br>“Captain.” She nodded in greeting, collecting her gear and moving into the transport, though her nipples hardened just at the sight of him. Her lips burnt with desire to kiss him, her fingers dug into her palms to remind her to remain professional.&nbsp; <br>
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