The Engineer

The Engineer Selena Illyria All rights reserved.

Copyright ©2008 Selena Illyria

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Sitting in the Captain’s chair I sighed and let my head fall back, images of the new engineer filled my mind. His name was Keating; he was an alien from the planet Helios, just as handy with a wrench as he was with a sword. I wanted him with a passion, my pussy throbbed with need, I was so wet. As I stood up about to go back to my quarters the doors slide open, Keating filled the doorway. Stepping forward, naked and aroused he grinned at me. “I’m here to fuck you Captain. Now turn around and bend over.” He plunged in and out of me, his cock hitting the top of my womb, hard. He had ridden me for over an hour, first in the Captain’s chair and now against the screen showing us the stars. A sudden smack on my ass, caused me to gasp. “Keating,” I cried out. “That’s for making me wait to fuck you,” he growled.

Smack!

“That’s for resisting me.”

Smack!

“And this is for being so fucking sexy in a uniform.”

He reached around, his callused palm sliding over my sweat slicked stomach.

Delving between my pussy lips he found my clit, rubbing it slowly before he took it between his fingers and pinched, hard! I came, screaming, knees threatening to buckle, body shaking. He continued to pound into me until he followed me over the edge,

crying out as he came, spurting deep inside of me. We slide down the wall, onto the cool floor of the deck. Not letting me go for a second, he kissed my shoulder and whispered in my ear, still hard and pulsing inside of me, “Ready for round three?” I was against the wall, back sliding up and down the now heated metal surface. I didn’t care. The mirrors all around us showed images of our love making reflected back at us. He had no shame. No sooner had we gotten into the lift, mind you, that he’d hit the emergency brake and had me up against the wall, ordering me to wrap my legs around him. With one thrust he was inside of me, teasing me, torturing me as he plunged in and out of my pussy slowly. Damn, man. Damn, gorgeous, sexy, domineering alien man! “Say it, tell me what you want,” Keating ordered. “I want you to fuck me, hard.” “Who does this pussy belong to?” I refused to say it, I barely knew him, how dare he think two, okay three fucks meant I belonged to him. He stopped thrusting and I glared at him. Blazing orange-red eyes looking down at me, demanding me to bow down to him. I was one of ten female Captains, damnit. I give the orders. “Fuck me Keating,” I growled. He continued to stare at me. Those swirling lava colored eyes made me uncomfortable. It was almost as if he could see me. Shaking my head I refused to back down. His hips pulled back, cock slowly sliding along my inner muscles, causing me to shiver. “Who?” Thrust. “Does?” Withdraw. “This.” Thrust. “Pussy.” Withdraw.

“Belong.” Thrust. “To?” He withdrew, only the head of him remained inside of me. Damn him, I wanted to come again and not by vibrator. Gritting my teeth I weighed my options, give in and get fucked or refuse and be frustrated. I chose the former. “You, Keating, this pussy belongs to you,” I acquiesced. He thrust into me as he lowered his head and sucked an erect nipple into his mouth. Pounding into me, my orgasm built, spiraling higher and higher until it burst inside of me. I actually blacked out from the pleasure. Next thing I know I’m waking up strapped down to a bed that is not mine in quarters I’ve never seen before. Looking around I spotted Keating sitting in a chair near the bed, stroking his cock slowly. A wicked smile spread across his face. “Round four, my sweet, Captain.” “Oh, goddess of the stars,” I said in shock. Round four? I hadn’t even fully recovered from rounds one through three yet. Before I knew it he had joined me on the bed, his body sliding against mine, lips blazing a fiery trail from navel to mouth. One thrust, he was inside of me. My last thought before I started to drown in more pleasure -- “How in the name of Hades am I going to be able to walk come morning?”