Interstellar voyage

Argk

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Alright, I'm new here, but this sounds deviously fun. Here's an idea for all y'all to ponder over:

A spaceship, full of virile young men and women, sent to inhabit a newly planet is suddenly out of fuel. All other systems besides it's engines are running fine, and they will for quite some time, but as this ship is the last hope for the human race, the settlers cannot afford to just wait for death. So, they must procreate with each other, keeping the human species alive. Note: Any RPing done would be of just a fraction of the people on this ship.. no inbreeding allowed :p
 
I will play Mark Vavantine. 6'5 and muscular. I am not only for reproduction but also ship security. I have dark hair and dark penetrating eyes. I look sharp in my uniform. I also know the ship better then virtualy any one else.
 
I'll play Tessa Dawnwood

5'4" strawberry-blonde, hazel eyes, about 120lbs. Chest 34c. Assistant Engineer on this ship. Has a good knack for technology, but a better one inside a mans pants. Her seductive features has every man on the ship all over her.
 
Mark Valantine


I walk up to Tessa in engineering. "How are we coming along?" I ask comeing up to her and putting my arm around her shoulder. She turned and looked at me, a bit surprised to see me there.
"Mark,you know better then to see me while I'm on duety."
"I'm on duety to," I replied "I'm makeing my rounds. I cant help it that part of my rounds has a beutiful site with it."
 
Loren Schultz.

Loren was 24 years old, 5'4" with dark brown hair and eyes to match. She stood slim in her uniform as she went about her duties as the genetics engineering officer (GEO). The Captain gave her the post to ensure that the crew were correctly matched up for breeding, which was fast becoming a hated part of the protocol by the rest of the crew.

IC:
I looked through the thousands of files on the screen, trying to work out the best way possible to set up the match search which was needed to be done. I had already rejected the computers own combinations, because I could see that people needed to be matched not only genetically but emotionally and the computer did not make allowences for that. The Captain was adamant, he wanted matching and there was no other alternative.

So far the Captain had not imposed a time limit upon me. My friends were already begining to abandon me because of this post. There was no alternative for me either, because of what I am and qualified to do. Already my lover, refused to talk or even meet with me during the past few days. I felt so lonely on a ship full of people and only the Captain himself regarded me as a valued member of the ships crew.

The job ahead was in my hands to make it work, to make everyone satisfied with whatever arrangements can be made, or go against the Captain completely.

[Edited by Sienna on 04-16-2001 at 01:22 PM]
 
Steve Owen

OOC: Steve is the assistant systems officer on the ship, 6'2, 180 lb with blue eyes and brown hair. He is in love with Loren and is hoping that they get selected to go together.

IC: I was walking back to my quarters after a shift and I happened to pass by Genetics (HA, happened to? I intentionaly go by there to see Loren). I looked inside and saw Loren working alone, standing by her terminal. I quietly walked in and stood for a few moments feasting on her body before walking up to her and putting my arms around her waist.

"Do you have any idea how increadebly sexy you look in that uniform?" I said, putting my chin on her shoulder and starting to sway back and forth.
 
IC: I looked at him, my knees going weak. I smiled at him, "well if this is part of your rounds is everything going okay?" I turned back around and bent over to continue working. It was deffinately intentional that my ass flaunting was near his member.
 
Loren

Steve was just one of many crewe members I flirted with. It seemed he was not determined to cold shoulder me over the issue of genetic matching. I waited to see if he would go, but he stayed. I turned to him again. "Is there anything you wanted in particular steve?" I asked.
"Does there have to be a reason these days? What is it with you? You think everyone is against you."
He was right, I had a guilty conscience about what I was doing and maybe I was over exagerating about how people felt about us. He pulled me closer to him, grabbing my waist. It felt so good and had been a long time since anyone did that to me. We looked into each others eyes and kissed.
 
steve

At first I thought that she was angry with me for bluntly telling her that she was treating everybody like an enemy, but then she moved closer and kissed me. Man oh man! This was what I was waiting for. I kept the kiss going and backed her up into the wall. I slowly moved my hand up to her breast and rubbed it through the material of her uniform.
"hmmmm, do you think we could get out of these restricting things?" I asked, breaking the kiss for a moment before diving into her shoulder.
 
Loren

So I was a little desperate. Steve was someone I would or could never refuse. Sex to me was important, I needed it and here was the opportunity to have it after such a long time. He pushed me against the wall, and let his hands trace the outline of my breasts through the uniform. Oh it felt so good being touched. I did not stop him reaching for the zipper that was firmly fastened up to my neck and slowly he ran it down over my chest and between my breasts, heaving with anticipation. Our eyes never parted, locked in a gaze between us and the zipper went further down to my belt. He slipped both hands inside and let them gently move upwards, cupping my breasts and then playing seductively with my nipples, making them more pliable and erect.
"I hope you mean to do this." I told him. He smiled and looked down at what his hands were doing. "Because I....."

The communicator unit on my belt bleeped insistantly.....
 
Argk said:
Alright, I'm new here, but this sounds deviously fun. Here's an idea for all y'all to ponder over:

A spaceship, full of virile young men and women, sent to inhabit a newly planet is suddenly out of fuel. All other systems besides it's engines are running fine, and they will for quite some time, but as this ship is the last hope for the human race, the settlers cannot afford to just wait for death. So, they must procreate with each other, keeping the human species alive. Note: Any RPing done would be of just a fraction of the people on this ship.. no inbreeding allowed :p
Now this is intriquing. I think I'll be Angel Lorain, ships sexual therapist.Only here for any problems in the procreation process. I am also a very sexy blonde, blue eyes, 5'4, 150. With a firm body, 44c chest and bright smile.I like to tease alot, gets the males going.
 
Steve

"Oh for.." I fell silent as she put a finger on my lips.
"Loren here" she said, keeping her finger on my lips. My hands were still on her breasts and I started to slowly clench and unclench my fingers, causing her to shudder with pleasure.
"No captain, I don't have those preliminary reports done yet, I was just sitting down to finish them off." I bent down and took one of her nipples in my mouth, rolling it around and teasing it gently. She couldn't help but let out a gasp.
"No, nothing wrong here, captain, just stubbed my toe. yes, I *groan* will have those done for you by *gasp* 21:00"
I laughed softly and bit down hard on her other nipple. She kept it under control enough so that she could sign off. She smacked me in the head and I came up grinning.
"aren't you glad I came along?"
 
Loren

The Captain's timing. I laughed along with Steve, finding the funny side to what I would have taken as a serious subject.....

Steve unclipped my belt and threw it across the room.

"No more disturbances....OK?" he said.

[Edited by Sienna on 04-17-2001 at 06:23 PM]
 
steve

I drew her across the room towards the bed, stripping off each other's clothing as we walked.
"when's the next genetics shift due to come?" I asked, biting on her shoulder.

[Edited by starrman on 04-17-2001 at 06:33 PM]
 
Loren

The belt crashed against the wall. Steve meant business. I was not going to resist, why should I. We dashed across the room into the rest room, removing our uniforms. He was playfully biting my shoulders as we both crashed naked onto the bed and he lay on top of me asking when the next shift was due to come.
"Next shift?" I replied smiling. "What about this shift cumming first?"


[Edited by Sienna on 04-18-2001 at 03:34 PM]
 
OOC: man, this rocks!

IC: "yes ma'am" I said, giving her a salute, then I gave her a different kind of salute. She took one look at my quickly hardening cock before jumping forward to stroke it gently into life. I pushed her backwards onto the bed and started to fondle her breasts before moving down towards her wet cuntlips. I spread her legs and took one look at her pussy before diving into it and forcing my tounge into her and running it up and down. Her hips bucked beneath me as I gently probed towards her clit, making slow cirles around it with my tounge. She grabbed my head with both her hands and tried to move me directly onto her clit. After a few minutes of this torture, I allowed my tounge to viciously attack her swelling clit, bringing her into a screaming orgasm. As she came, I lapped up her pussy juicies and then moved up along her body, kissing it as I went (and paying special attention to her nipples which threatened to spear me if she sat up to quickly) until I reached her mouth. We kissed for a long time, our tounges exploring each others mouths (I never new that she had a filling in her upper molar...).

"so", I asked, "what do I get in return?"
 
Loren.

There was no doubt about it! Steve was really hot and desperate to make love to me. I let him have his way with me, allowing him to fulfill my request which was meant as a humoured suggestion. But he did it anyway and oh how he did it. That long wait to be made love to paid off. He looked at me after lashings of oral pleasure with an expectant grin on his face waiting for me to return the compliment in a likewise and fitting manner. His cock stood to extreme attention, hard, long and thick and more than anything else, irresistable. He too had a lot to release I figured and so I set to work on him, applying the oral pleasures in return, looking up at him, enjoying it so much. It was not long before I took his charge into my throat, and then kissed him, sharing it with him (afterall, he had been holding on to it for so long judging by the amount I took and so reconed he might want some of it back.)

Having it test-tubed and frozen might soon be required for those recipents who might not prefer the physical and emotional approach in this crazy situation of forced matching imposed upon us.
 
Loren kissed me and I got a taste of my own cum. We broke off and she had a dreamy look in her eye, the kind that I receognized as being work related. I snapped my fingers in front of the face and said "hey, hey, the work can wait"
 
Loren

My mind drifted, thinking hard about the way this situation could be enforced onto the crew. Wow! I never realised how freaky this could develop. Artificial insemination carried out while everyone was unaware of things.
"Sorry.....i was just thinking" I replied
"What a time to think" he replied. "I knew you were a consiencious member of the crew, but not to that extent. Loren what is bothering you? You can talk to me. I know this protocol thing about breeding is a little un-democratic, but then if our species was to go on surviving for as long as possible here in the depths of space, then surely that must be a good thing. I don't care really who I mate with."

I looked at him. What bothered me was, I did care. And there was something else too that bothered me even more.....was our species worth it?

[Edited by Sienna on 04-25-2001 at 07:28 PM]
 
Intersteller Voyage

OOC OMG I'm so sorry! I remember posting here, and then well, I started my own, so I now don't have time to post for this one. Sorry I may have upset any of you, please forgive me.>>>>>>>>Sweet Angel


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A rose pricks a finger....The pain is all the same.


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My Bad!!! my bad!!!

OOC: I am sooooo sorry, I couldn't find the thread, my internet cut out, well, you don't want to know
 
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