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Star Trek: Voyager S- Space 3


All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.


Voyager: S-Space, Part Three
By Pussy Willow

This one gets a little more complicated and a little
dirtier. If you don't like strong females, sometimes dominating
other women, sometimes men, get out now. Likewise if you're not
18 or if you are sexually immature.
Read on and enjoy....



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Voyager: S-Space, Part Three


Harry Kim pushed the button that would open the door to the
Captain's ready room. Tuvok, who seemed amused for a change, told
him his girlfriend was in there with Torres. Harry heard someone
chuckle but thought nothing of it.
When the door opened, he immediately heard a buzzing sound
fill the air. He gasped as he looked inside the room. Marlin was
on the Captain's desk, completely naked, her long black hair let
out of its pony tail. She was on her knees with her legs spread
wide and a vibrating cock shoved deep in her pussy. She was
moaning and bucking against the thing inside her. Torres sat back
and watched her fuck herself with the vibrator, holding a holo
picture.
"Put a finger in your ass," Torres said. And Marlin
immediately complied. She bucked even more as her finger wound
its way in. She pushed the cock even harder into her pussy and
started babbling incoherently.
Torres finally say Harry. "Kim," she said. "Take off your
clothes and get on the desk with her."
Harry paused - for about a moment. He had always fantasized
about Torres, ever since the first episode. There was something
about that Klingon head....
He was naked in a moment and sat on the desk. Torres came
over, placing the holo maker on the chair, and looked at Kim's
cock. It was about seven inches long and thick. She had heard
that Chakatoy's was longer, but never experienced it first hand.
She reahced out and took Kim's cock in her hand. It came alive
instantly and began getting hard. She smiled as Kim blushed.
Marlin moaned again as another wave of pleasure went through her.
She was building to a great orgasm.
When Harry was rock hard, Torres spread her hand in Marlin's
pussy, gathering up some lubrication. She spread it over Harry's
penis and began stroking slowly on his shaft. Harry moaned and
closed his eyes. Torres stopped and said, "Fuck her in the ass."
Marlin gasped and moaned even louder. She shoved the dildo
even deeper and almost came. Kim moved into place quickly and
pushed his cock head against her tight little asshole. He grunted
as he pushed his cock in deeper. Marlin cried, partly in pain and
partly in pleasure. Kim could feel the vibrator on his cock as he
plowed deeper into Marlin. She bucked under him and pushed her
ass back against his thrust.
"That's it," Torres said. "Tell him how much you want it. I
love to watch a woman get fucked in the ass. And...." She trailed
off as she thought.
Marlin was coming and she bucked even more under Kim. The
vibrator she buried deep into her cunt and began shaking all
over. She screamed as the orgasm ripped through her. "Come in my
ass!" she yelled.
Torres slapped Kim on the ass and pulled him out. Marlin
fell on the desk as Kim sighed in frustration.
"I want you to lay on the desk, Kim. On your back. Marlin, I
want you to lay like that too, facing him, with your feet
touching together.
Kim did as he was told. His prick jutted straight into the
air, purple from pleasure. His balls hung heavily under it and
Torres gripped these tightly as Marlin moved into position. Kim
moaned. "Will you listen to eveything I tell you to do?" Torres
asked. Kim nodded.
Torres reached into the captain's desk and pulled something
out. It was big and long and Kim swallowed hard when he saw it
had two heads. It was a big double-deaded dildo.
Marlin almost came again just looking at it and knowing what
Torres had in mind. "Oh, yes," Marlin said. "I want to fuck him
in the ass while he jerks off and you watch!"
Kim closed his eyes and wondered what he had gotten himself
into. But his cock gave him away. It jumped when Marlin said it,
and she saw it. They both did. He blushed deeply from the
situation. He was at the mercy of two women.
"I think he likes the idea," Torres said. Harry exhaled
deeply. "Wait, I want to get this all on tape," Torres said
excitedly.
With the holo-creator in place, Torres lubed up the dildo
with a packet she had found in the desk. Harry's cock had gotten
bigger as he watched her do it. Marlin was rubbing her pussy and
thinking about fucking Harry.
Torres placed one end against Marlin's pussy opening. She
moaned as it slipped inside. "Hold it there," Torres told Marlin.
"We want it to get inside Harry too."
The other end she aimed at Harry's hairy little opening. He
grunted as he felt the tip push its way in. Marlin sat up and
watched as the tip disappeared inside her boyfriend's ass. "Make
him jerk off," she said.
Torres simply looked at him, no threats were necessay, and
he wrapped his hand around his cock. Resigned to his fate, he
slowly began stroking himself as he felt the plastic cock slowly
make its way into his ass. He was groaning a little and made
himself stop. He didn't want to look like he was liking it and
escpecialy didn't want to give them the satisfaction. But he knew
he was doomed.
Marlin came again watching him stroke himself as he got
fucked in the ass by Torres. When the dildo was almost all the
way in Harry, and Marlin and him were close together, Torres
picked up the holo-creator and stepped back. Marlin took her cue
and pushed hard on the dildo, it slipped a little deeper into
Harry and he moaned in pleasure. She had another orgasm just from
hearing him like it. He jerked quicker on his cock and it jerked
in his hand. A little pre-cum gushed form the tip.
After a few moments Harry began meeting Marlin's thrusts and
even began thrusting back. Soon they were dueling with the dildo
between them until Harry finally jerked even quicker and his cock
erupted with a flow of cum that looked like it would never stop
coming out. Torres got it all on tape as it sprayed acorss
Harry's shoulders and face, covering him in his own cum. By that
time he was squirming and bouncing on the dildo. Marlin had
another orgasm.
"I got your own facial on tape, Harry," Torres said. She
reached down and pushed a little cum into Harry's mouth. She kept
his mouth closed until he was forced to swallow.
He was humiliated and embarrassed but his cock was still
hard. Marlin took the dildo out of her pussy but left it in
Harry's ass. She bent down to get a closer look. When she did so,
she pushed the dildo in and out of Harry's ass, fucking him. He
moaned and almost cried. The dildo was slipping in and out of his
ass effortlessly.
"Looks like we aren't done yet," Torres said.

To be continued in Part 4....

Well, there is sex again in this one too. You can expect to find
sex in anything you see here. That's the way it is. DON'T GO ON HERE if
you don't like sex or don't like reading about it (maybe because you
don't get any -whatever). Also, if you're under 18, don't read this. I
know this subtle message here will stop you. As always, read and enjoy.
And comments are welcome, no matter how bad they are. Comment are
welcome on the series in general too. Let us know if you like reading it
so we are inclined to make more.

Pussy Willow

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Voyager : S-Space Part Four

Janeway was exhausted. In the past few hours she had had more sex
than the entire time since their mission began. The rest of crew, she
knew, was acting similarly. The halls deserting look attested to
this. She had reports from all over the ship about sexual hijinks.
Everywhere she had gone, men and women looked at her with sexual
excitement evident in their eyes. Almost no one was in uniform anymore
and even she wore a small miniskirt that barely covered her pussy. Which
was not covered by anything like underwear. Everywhere people looked
openly lustful as they stared at her legs and form fitting top.
And now Tu-vok had looked odd to her. He looked guilty when she
had gone back to the bridge after taking care of Kes. She went back
mostly to rest rather than any real sense of duty. Tu'vok had been
avoiding her eyes. She knew a Vulcan had a tough time with anything even
near to lying. She was going to retire to the ready room but it had been
'occupied' Tu'vok had said by 'a visiting delegate' he had mumbled
almost incoherently, obviously lying. She thought it best to let the
situation work itself out and so headed for the holo-deck to find out
what in hell was going on.
The computer took longer to work out the program she selected. She
imagined there were many people aboard trying to use the holodeck for
whatever twisted, sick fantasy they could conjure up. She shuddered in
desire as a jolt shot through her pussy as she thought of those
fantasies, and her own. Some came up that she had when she was a kid and
forgotten about. Twisted stuff about her mother and father and siblings.
"Computer," she said weakly, then cleared her throat. "Computer.
initiate program ID-01."
The computer beeped and the door slid open to.... an early
twentieth century office. She took in the scene as she walked in, still
flush from the thoughts running through her head. The room was
luxuriously furnished. A long, comfortable looking couch was pushed
against the far wall. Directly perpendicular to that was a big wooden
desk. All along the walls were paintings of people and landscapes and
everything else imaginable.
The smell of a pipe drifted up to her. Someone was smoking
somewhere in the room. As she looked around she noticed someone was
sitting at the desk. An older gentleman with greying hair and beatty eyes
expanded by a small pair of bifocals. He so much seemed to fit in there
that she hadn't noticed him until that very moment. He was watching her
intently, almost sizing her up.
"You must be Doctor Freud," Janeway said.
"I am," the doctor replied. "And you must be our erstwhile
captain."
"How did you know?" Janeway asked. Freud glanced from her to the
couch but did not say a word. Janeway drifted over to it and sat down.
The couch seemed to mold to her, seemed to hold her in one big hand. She
pulled her legs up and sat with her back to the Doctor. She brought her
head down and rested it on the couch's armrest. Her eyes seemed to want
to close and she let them.
"What brings you here, Captain Janeway?" Freud asked.
"hmmm...." Janeway said. She was thinking of Kes again and what
she would be doing if she had her with her on this couch. "I want to
know what's going on here doctor," she said, almost a whisper.
"It does not seem to me that you should be complaining," Freud
whispered, too low for Janeway to hear. "From consulting with the
computer," he said louder. "I have found that this S-space has had a
tremendous impact on the crew's libidos."
Janeway's rubbed at her leg just below the knee. Her pussy was
calling for some more attention but she put it off. She wanted to tease
herself a little. Another hand went to lightly trace the outline of her
breast. "What does that mean, Doctor?" she asked, a little throaty,
almost a growl.
"It means that everything that had once been repressed has now
been brought to the surface, as it were. You are experiencing
heightened sexual awareness..."
"yes," Janeway said.
".... a strong desire for more and more sex...."
"Yes."
".... feelings of lust for both the men and women of the crew....
";
"Yes!"
"... a need for either domination or submissiveness in
sexuality..."
"YES!"
"... a tendency to want more and more pleasure...."
"YES!!!" Janeway had her three fingers buried in her pussy. She
knew Freud could see and it turned her on even more. She had the three
fingers pumping, grinding away and she was about to go off.
"... even if it is self-induced."
"YES! OH GOD YES!" Janeway screamed as the orgasm ripped though
her. She humped her own hand and fell up and down against the soft
couch. Low, guttural growls escaped her throat.
Freud cleared his throat and tapped the pipe against his lips.
"Hmm.." he said, thinking. "The unleashed libido is a very powerful
thing." Janeway couldn't respond. "You may find yourself at the mercy of
once suppressed sexual excitations. These fantasies, uncensored and
unbidden - you are now at their mercy."
"I never thought psychology could be so exciting," she said.
Janeway took a deep breath and threw her legs over the side of the
couch. With one hand she straightened her skirt. The other she ran
through her hair and looked at Freud. "Are you... uh.... fully
functional."
Freud raised and eyebrow but said nothing.
"Doctor, so what you're saying is this will all end once we're
though S-space? The crew will get back to normal? I can rest?"
Freud put the pipe back in his mouth and took a long drag. "S-
Space is only a few... umm... miles?... long. We passed out of it hours
ago. What the crew is experiencing is the residual effects."
Janeway dropped her head low and contemplated another slide onto
the couch, now damp with her juices. She now knew why Tu'vok had been
avoiding her gaze, acting guilty. He must have known all along they
weren't in there anymore. "How long will this last?"
Freud shrugged. "Who knows. Maybe an hour maybe forever. We can
never tell with these things -"
"Shit! You're a quack! I could have found this out from the
computer and saved myself a trip down here. Instead you fill me with
this pseudo-scientific mumbo-jumbo and expect me to submit to it all."
"Please, Captain, I am not affected as the rest of the crew is. I
can assure you I will not be grovelling at your knees begging for your
forgiveness. Unless you program me to, that is. Regardless, I suggest
you save your energies for the bridge crew. There seems to be a morale
problem."
Janeway stood up and looked puzzled. For a moment she was deep in
thought. Then she set her mind, worked it out and headed to the door.
"Captain, has no one aboard read any of my books?" Freud asked.
"They were banned years ago. Thank you Doctor. I'll go and see if
I can't address these problems."
"It was my pleasure," Freud responded. "In a manner of speaking.
Feel free to come back if any of these ex-repressed urges become a
problem. My secretary can give you my office hours."
Janeway nodded her head and smiled at him. "I will. Computer - end
program."
The desk, the chair, the entire office vanished. Freud seemed to
be smiling as he disappeared. The room reverted back to its normal harsh
white interior.


The bridge was a crazy house. Paris was chasing some cute little
blond girl around the consoles. They were both half naked. The blond had
her hair done up in a pony tail and wore a small white teddy. It was
see-through in some spots and her nipples poked out of the sheer top.
They were rock hard and strained against the material.
Chakatoy was sitting in his normal seat, but he was completely
naked and his dick was sticking straight in the air, all nine inches, It
was getting sucked by this beautiful black haired Betazoid. She had her
lips pursed around the head and stopped. As Chakatoy bucked his hips,
she smiled up at him and in one quick motion, engulfed his entire shaft
in her hot mouth. Chakatoy let out a moan and grabbed on to her head. As
he did this, she reached down and played with her soaking, hot pussy.
Tu'vok seemed to be the only one in control. He was standing
behind the upper console. He was also the only still wearing a uniform
on the bridge. He watched the frolicking around him and longed to join
in, but was afraid to.
Torres and Kim had come out of the ready room. Without a word,
they had gone straight to the turbolift and disappeared. Marlin must
have still been inside. She had not come out the entire time, and Tu'vok
was watching. He watched everything. He noticed with detached interest
that Chakatoy was about to have an orgasm and that the ensign Paris was
chasing appeared to be slowing down, which meant she was going to let
herself get caught. Soon the bridge would turn into one big orgy room.
Tu'vok had never witnessed an orgy before. It should prove....
interesting.
Just as the lift doors opened and Janeway entered, Chakatoy led
out a groan and emptied his seed into the little Betazoid's mouth. He
bucked and she held on, riding him. When she pulled her head up, some
cum dripped from the corners of her mouth. She extended her tongue and
licked it back in, smiling.
Janeway was dressed back in her uniform. She stood there,
watching, with her hands on her hips, clearly pissed. Paris finally
caught her eye and stopped running. The blond girl sighed deeply and
looked mad.
"What is going on here?" Janeway asked.
"It appears, Captain," Tu'vok said. "That the crew is attempting
to - take a roll in the hay. To have a go. To hide the salami. To -"
Janeway looked over at him. "Tu'vok, shut up. Thank God you haven't
succumbed to all this too." She walked over to him then stopped and
stared at his legs.
"I have to report that my pants, Captain," Tu'vok began shakily.
"They were stolen by a pack... of... one armed Ferengi. They said -"
"That's enough Tu'vok. Go and put your pants on."
"Yes Captain," Tu'vok said and headed quickly for the lift.
"Where are they Tu'vok?"
"What Captain?"
"Your pants. Where are they?"
"I don't know, Captain. A woman came in, who, oddly enough, looked
very much like my mother on Vulcan, except without the pointed ears...
So I gave her my pants."
"Whatever," Janeway said, looking weary. "Go and replicate new
ones."
"Yes Captain," Tu'vok said and quickly slipped into the lift.
"Paris," Janeway said. "This is shameful behavior for my bridge. I
expect better judgement from my crew. Suppose some aliens came right now
and tried to attack us. You would never know. Would you? You would just

************Missing bits...
End of part 4
end of episode 1
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