Title: Vacation Spot
Author: Roberta ( fallenwalls2003@yahoo.com )
Code: Ch/R
Series: TOS
Rating: NC-17
Beta: Hyaptia (Thanks my dear)
Summary: Newly to the Enterprise Rand finds an old friend of hers that she had an interesting relationship with in HS.
Disclaimer: Paramount/Viacom own the characters. I own my own imagination, but I give it freely to the lives of the characters I breath life to.
Written for Round XII of the Femme Fuh-Q Fest -- http://www.oocities.org/femme_fuhq_fest/
by Roberta
I sit looking out the window. Constellations blurring together in a spectacular array of colors. What happened to change my views? Absently I reach for my beverage. The soft froth numbs my lips as it rushes up against them. I had a decision to make, to admit the truth or keep a secret I had buried for the last seventeen years.
As I watch the window, the silhouette of my point-of-view changer comes clearly to the bar. I can still feel the pleasures of our lovemaking.
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Scented candles lit the darkness as their aroma filled the air. I ran a bubble bath with water warm enough to sooth but not so warm as to burn. The bed's white satin sheets were already drawn back invitingly. Tonight had to be perfect. I even took the steps to shave in all the important areas. Gingerly, I blanketed rose petals over the bubbles.
Stepping out of my lavender gown, I settled myself into the water. Already flush with desire, I settled back to take a leisurely bath. Water, an oddity onboard starships, was a common thing on Risa; I fully intended to enjoy it. Carefully I picked up a bar of soap and the washcloth, lathering it generously.
My hands glided over breasts that were firm and taut with need. The rosy perkiness of them begged to be caressed. As I washed, my free hand found my center, circling the sweet spot I knew so well. A sigh escaped my throat and I closed my eyes as the tempo of my pattern sped.
I cannot be sure how long she was standing there watching me, but I knew she was there when her cool lips pressed against my soapy breasts. I opened my eyes to see her smiling at me, as her teeth teased my delicate flesh. "Chris," I moaned.
Her head moved up to my lips. I could taste the fragrant bouquet of peach schnapps on her lips. Knowingly, I opened my mouth to allow the dance that she was begging for. Her hand soon captured mine, pulling it away. A moan of disappointment came to my lips, soon to be replaced by a shriek of ecstasy. Fingers worked over my secret desires in ways I had never experienced with another being.
After the long sensual kiss ended, Chris looked into my blue eyes. "Janice, you are quite tempting." Her soft smile sent my body into overdrive. I could feel my heart skip beats, and my stomach had turned to jelly. I wanted her, to feel her lips upon me.
"Then let me tempt you," I giggled as I got up from the tub. Her fingers rising with me, never missing a stroke. For a while, I stood there looking down at her. "One of us is slightly over dressed," I told her as I touched her uniform. She had arrived late and still dressed in Starfleet blues.
"Well then, you'll have to help me with that won't you?" She laughed as she rose to her feet. "But you realize I have to neglect you so I can?" She gave me a light squeeze and that alone sent a rush of orgasmic activity through my body. My juices drizzled into her hand, whereafter see brought it to her lips and tasted the sweetness of my body. Gently she took my hand, guiding me out of the bath.
Part of me was self-conscious about my body. After all I was not seventeen any more, my breasts were not the firm things they once were.
My body, dripping from the water and the natural fluids that had flown so freely from it, shivered in the cool air. I raised my arms across her shoulders, my body pressed against hers, and I began to unfasten her dress. I smiled as my hand ran down her back with the zipper in tow. We were close to consummating the desires I had been questioning for years. Ever since I first knew about sex, I had fantasized about being with women. Chris had been a brief lover in high school. I still recalled the passion we shared. Nevertheless, all my other experiences had been with men, James Kirk being the last in a short list of lovers.
Carefully, I guided the dress off until all she wore were black lace undergarments. Uncontrollably I gulped--I wanted her. I wanted her lips to fill me the way they used to. I am not sure she read my mind but I soon found her slipping to her knees. Gently, she nudged my thighs apart and flicked her hot tongue against the crest of my naked pearl. It was all I could do to stand there as she teased and played. I closed my eyes as soft whimpers escaped my mouth, her work so expert my desires expressed themselves faster then they had before.
Somewhere I lost track of time, because soon we were lying between the sheets, bodies damp from the rigorous exercise we began. Chris had topped me, straddling me with a hand held vibrator. I was so full of excitement that I screamed many times over the name that held my desires. This only made my tormentor wilder with passion. To hush me, my mouth was soon filled with the rosy rim of her breast. Naturally, wanting to please her as she was pleasing me, I flicked at the delicate skin above me.
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Chris must have seen me sitting by the window because she moved to me, gave me a smile and asked, "Ready for another vacation, Rand?"
My breathing quickened and pulse raced as I replied in a low voice, "I think a vacation would be nice." I was so pleased that I had been transferred to the Enterprise.
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