Sex on a Starship [Star Trek Sex Scenario]

[DukeOrsino]

OOC: When the Starship Kubli Khan left port for a ten-year crusie of the galactic rim, the Admirals of Starfleet Command made sure there were a good mixture of males and females aboard. They also provided holodecks fully stocked with programs for romantic inteludes, observation decks on all levels, and cozy cabins with big viewports over the queen-sized beds. taking for granted that crew members need sex to be healthy, this ship has a dozen bars, dance floors, and sceret nooks where couples can rendezvous for a little tryst during a long graveyard shift in engineering. Soooo...if you're a Trekkie, coma aboard. I'm Captain Gideon Stone, and you are welcome to sign aboard as Ensign, Lieutenant, or Lieutenant Commander...and find a partner.. and have anm orgy in the turbo-lifts, holodecks, or jeffries tubes. Or maybe even the captain's chair, while I'm inspecting down in engineering! I'm also hoping some aspiring young female officer will decide she'd like to fly the captain where no man has gone before...So, let's play Star Trek Sex...using all the terms and scenarios of the TV/movie series.

 

[DukeOrsino]

The Captain sits in the Big Chair on the Bridge. The starship Kubli Khan has just evaded assimilation by the Borg. They are clear of Borg space now, flying at warp 8, on a leg of their journey which will take three days before reaching space dock at DS-14. Captain Stone puts the ship on autopilot--only one Deck Officer will monitor the instruments on the Bridge, and another in engineering. The Capttain orders all hands to stand down from duty for 24-hours. A cheer rippled through the ship, as crew membersw began planning assorted forms of depravity--surreptitiously, of course. A good fuck in the jeffries tubes is something Starfleet Command might not understand.

Ensign Susan Kailee and Lt Jordan Ventres were the first to find a romantic rendezvous spot--on the aft observation deck. They fell into each others arms and began ravenously kissing as the stars whisked by...

 

[Syd]

I'm a huge Trekkie!!...but not a nerd...lol

IC: Alira Jafre, PhD, Alurian citizen, daughter of the High Priestess of Alura, Starfleet officer, geologist of the USS Kubli Kahn. Human form, striking facial features, curvy and voluptuous body, bright green eyes that glow in the dark, red long hair the color of the Alurian sky. I possess a sixth sense and my touch will make any man lust for me.

Sitting in my quarters drinking the last bottle of my Alurian wine, I am greatly relieved to have some time to rest. I must work extra hard not to come into contact with any males; it is very draining. It is especially difficult when dealing with specimens and samples. The crew is very proper and professional ,but I've felt a break down in conduct since we've left the Borg. Many seem in great need of physical contact.

As I gaze out as we fly through the heavens, I think back on the strategies used to escape the Borg. I've heard about the assimilations and shiver at the thought of it happening to me. I caress my body, feeling it's strength and warmth, so thankful that we escaped those most robotic creatures. My thoughts wander to the Captain. He is so strong willed and brilliant. He holds me captive whenever he speaks and I blush whenever he seems to be interested in my field. He always takes the time to listen and learn. I am espacially careful not to let our skin touch, although I would love him to be the first man to have me...

[Edited by Syd on 08-25-2000 at 11:39 AM]

 

[poohlive]

OOC: Kick ass! Garret Aultroy, Leiutenant Commander Counselor. Betazed, or mind reader, if you don't know star trek too well. 5 11, brown hair and eyes, handsome, witty, and able to use mental powers to enhance love making, once you go beta, you never go back.

IC:
Garret just finished with another client, she had some recent fears about the borg which Garret was more than happy to help her with.
Garret left his quarters, heading for the holodeck, he wanted a nice dip in a samarian spa filled with mud before dinner. Garret went into the turbo lift.
"Deck 14."
The turbo lift sped off to deck 14. Garret walked to the holodeck.
"Why, hello Garret," Garret turned around.

 

[Morwen]

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[gypsyprince]

Dodo...

OOC: I love the sixties uniforms...

IC: Ensign Dodo, one of the few changelings to have escaped the Gamma Quadrant before the wormhole at DS9 was collapsed, was walking down the hall when he saw the all too sexy 60 of 9 in her revealing outfit standing before Alira's quarters. Being a shapeshifter he did not get a hard on, but he did get a jiggly JELL-O feeling all over his body.

"Sixty! How are you doing today? I see you have opted for the classic look", he said, glaring at her body. The former Borg was unlike other females in that she really hadn't learned to be disgusted by people staring at her form. She was, however, curious.

OOC: Oh yeah, I'm not a nerd either...

 

[Morwen]

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[Renegade]

Lexx Star

OOC: Hey I'm game. This could be fun. And yes the 'Lexx' in the name is a reference to the sci-fi show Lexx. I love that show.

IC: Lexx Star sat in the captains chair doing a diagnostics check like the captain ordered. He had been pretty bored lately with his work. It just wasnt challenging enough to him. The attack from the Borg had been a challenge but it ended to soon for his taste. He was starting to regret being assigned to this ship.


OOC: Here is a quick bio for my character:

Name: Lexx Star

Rank: Ensign

Physical Description: 5'9 Has short greasy hair. Human. Slim figure. Wears glasses. Kinda a computer nerd who is a wiz with machines.

[Edited by Renegade on 08-25-2000 at 04:12 PM]

 

[DukeOrsino]

OOC: All right, I've got a crew! Let's play with it...I'll send some ACTION: scenarios occasionally, just to stir things up aboard the USS Kubli Khan. For example, an ACTION: might be "ACTION: A Borg cube approaches and demands we lower our shields or send them two crewmembers as specimens--one male and one female." Or it might be something simpler, like "ACTION: The bar at the ten-forward lounge is now open." (Please disregard both these examples for the moment..let's just see where you take the chartacters in their interaction.)I will also call for volunteers for an Away Team (AT) after a few rounds...and it will be to a place where...well, I'll save that for the right moment, LOL. Anybody who wants to discuss the plotline and/or make suggestions can email me at SSKapitan@aol.com....tell your Trekkie friends...and let's get one thing straight, folks--->as Dr. Leonard McCoy might have said, "Damnit, Jim, I'm a Starfleet officer, not a nerd!" LOL..

TECNICAL NOTES: Time frame is the Voyager/DS-9 period after the was with the Dominion, about 2376 AD. We are a First Contact Deep Space Exploration vessel with a crew of 425; two warp-six runabouts and ten warp-capable (warp 4) shuttlecraft sit on the small craft hanger deck. If you'd like a deck-by-deck list of what's where, I can provide it. Otherwise, just create what you want.You can take the turbo lift (TL for short) anywhere by just saying, "Sickbay" or "Mess hall one". The Bridge is deck one, on top of the ship. Our mission, like the original Enterprise, is to discover new species and civilizations among the 40-50 billions stars in the Alpha quadrant of our galaxy. And those light whizzing by are stars, not galaxies..LOL..Okay, enough background--let's play!

IC: Captain Gideon Stone touched the call panel at the quarters of LtCommander Alira Jafre and waited for her to admit him. Gideon had a stack of work in hand--geological surveys encoded on palm-sized portable computers called PADD's. He needed Commander Jafre's opinion on the composition of the last five planets the Kubli Khan had discovered before the Borg cut short their survey along the Rim. He knew he had given the crew liberty, but he also knew Alira was a workaholic when it came to planetary geology.

He also knew she was the sexiest woman he'd ever seen. Her long red hair and generous breasts made him hunger for the days when he did not have the burden of command and could suggest a little physical workout with a felow officer. Here and now, it was impossible. He was her captain, and sex with a crew member was called fratrenization and punishable by expulsion from Starfleet Command.

"Damn good rule, too," he thought. "Without it, Captains today would still be like the legendary James T. Kirk, who fucked everything with two tits and a crack. He even allegedly screwed a crazy green bitch who tried to murder his ass after their tryst. Serves the bastard right." Ooops...Alira answered the call button. "It's Captain Stone, Commander Jafre. May I come in?"

 

[gypsyprince]

Oh my...

Ensign Dodo had to place a hand on the wall too keep from falling to the floor in a puddle. 60 of 9 was so unaware of how sexy she was and it was driving him insane. Dodo could only nod his head in response, words having left him upon the sight of her sexy legs.

 

[DukeOrsino]

ACTION: SHIP'S SPEAKERS ANNOUNCE, "ENSIGN DODO, SIXTY OF NINE, REPORT TO SICKBAY FOR YOUR ANNUAL PHYSICAL EXAMS."

Gideon Stone heard that announcement and wondered if Dodo and Sixty knew the new procedure for physicals was to call two cremember together and have them perform all the checks on each other, as a cross-training exercise in anatomy and the use of medical tri-corders?

 

[gypsyprince]

Fun...

"Well Sixty, I guess you'll have more time to study me in Sick Bay today", said the changeling nervously as he continued to undress 60 of 9 with his eyes.

 

[Syd]

OCC: I did say galaxies...hey, I was up way past my bedtime posting...all fixed now.

IC: Alira

Feeding my tribbles Romulan grain, listening to Alurian relaxation music, I hear my call button. "Come", I answer to the person at my door. "Schwee" goes the door and I see Captain Stone's silouette filling the entrance. "Please, come in sir." My lights are dim, as my eyes are sensative to bright light. My eyes can adjust to the bright light humans need, but whenever I can, I get into dimmed light. My eyes glow, more so now in this light...Did he hear my thoughts? Slightly flustered, I say, "please forgive my casual attire, but I prefer this in down time". I am dressed in an emerald bikini-like outfit covered by a sheer long robe made of fine Alurian lace, toeless slippers keep my feet comfortable. Being Alurian, dressing in such garb is usual and it does not occur to me to try to cover myself. "Yes sir, what can I do for you. Those padd's look like they are for me."

I approach him and take the stack from him, being very careful not to touch his hand, yet wanting to so very much... "Ah yes, the surveys, I will get to these right away." Still standing close to him, I look at the information from one of the planets concerning me. "Sir, the planet on the outer most rim seems to have some unusual formations. They appear to be rock-like, yet the samples I gathered are most certainly life forms. Shall I study them further?"....

 

[Renegade]

Lexx Star

As I finished checking up on our systems I decided to find something else to keep me busy. Everything was done so I figured I should do a double check on our systems.

I went to double check the Turbo Lifts when I saw Sixty of Nine walking with Ensign Dodo. They approached me as Sixty of Nine asked "Is there a malfunction with the Turbo Lift Ensign Star?"

I never could get over her beauty "Oh no I'm just going to double check everything but it's safe to use. Where are you two going anyway?"

Sixty of Nine simply responded "Ensign Dodo and I have been instructed to report to the sickbay for our physical exams. Now if you'll excuse us."

Sixty of Nine walked past me as I looked over at Dodo and gave him a 'you lucky bastard' look on my face. Dodo threw me a quick thumbs up as he followed Sixty of Nine into the Turbo Lift. I watched the two enter the turbo lift as they took off to sickbay.

As I watched them leave I sighed to myself "Some guys get all the luck" as I continued my work.

 

[poohlive]

Garret relaxed in the mud spa. This was living, he couldn't help but relax, there is nothing more comfortable than warm mud after a hard days work.
"Computer," even his speech is relaxed.
There was the familiar beeping as the computer recognized his voice.
"One lunar tiwi, with a twist please." A bell shaped glass with two small blue palm trees hanging out of it appeared before him. Garret took a sip, it was wonderful.
"Computer," beep, "tell me when it is 20 hundred, I don't want to be late for dinner."
Garret sipped his drink, and relaxed in the warm mud for what seemed like an eternity. Eventually the computer signaled that is was 8 o clock.
Garret got out, changed, and left the holodeck. There was an ensign behind the door, waiting for his turn.
"You didn't use a sexual program?" the ensign asked.
"Sometimes," Garret answered, "You just have to relax for a while."
The ensign shook his head, then went into an erotic submissive vampire holo program, Garret smiled.
He headed for the mess hall.

 

[DukeOrsino]

OOC: Dang, you guys are good! Okay, let's get some serious contact going now and be prapared for ACTION lines...LOL

IC: Captain Stone stood close enough to the Alurian female officer to smell the honeyed breath for which the species is so famous. Alira's bright green eyes glowed in the dimly lit cabin like a pair of "go" lights. Stone swept his eyes over her voluptuous form, lightly covered by a lace robe and held in check by straining bikini underware, and desperately wanted to handle those round, squeezable breasts.

He had secretly lusted after Alira Jafre for the last six months, ever since she signed aboard the Kubli Kahn just before the starship left DS-14 for its two-year mission of deep space exploration and stellar cartography. Some nights he had laid awake in his spacious captain's bunk, staring at the oval port at the fleeting starfield, his mind filled with wild imagings about Alira under the sheets with him. He frequently masturbated in the privacy of the captain's privy while thinking about her long legs wrapped around him as he drove into her. Yes, Gideon Stone was totaly in lust for Alira Jafre. But he was too much a professional ever to let a hint of his emotional turmoil escape into the gossip sea of a ship in deep space, where it has been said there are no secrets that everyone doesn't eventually learn.

And there is the rumor about Alurian skin. She is the first of her species to qualify as a Starfleet officer, and her brilliant service record rocketed her to the rank of Lt Commander far ahead of her peers. But her skin...was it true that to touch an Alurian woman was to want her sexually? Was that why she pointedly refused all handshakes, welcomes, and ritual hugging that sometimes happen when a crew becomes a family?

Besides, if he already got hard just thinking about her, what the hell would happen if she touched his skin and the rumors were true? Would his dick explode?

"Alira, you can look at these studies at your leisure. I just wanted to come by and say how pleased I am to have you aboard the Kuli Khan. Personally pleased."

What would happen if he touched her? He couldn't--she was his subordinate. She could claim sexual harassment. How could he stand this close and NOT touch her? What if her species read thoughts and she already knew he wanted to rip off that bikini and fuck her senseless?

"Do you have any needs that I can help you with?" Gideon said, trying to get back to duty subjects. Then he realized what he had said.

 

[gypsyprince]

The lift...

"Permit me to remark that you are very beautiful, Lieutenant. You are truly a spectacle", said the Ensign nervously. He could not take his eyes off of 60 of 9. She was truly stunning. He had often fantsized about her whenever he saw her walking about in her intoxicating tight uniform.

"I thank you, Ensign", she replied, bowing her head as she spoke. "You too, are...sexually intriguing."

Dodo could have banged his head against the wall. 60 of 9 had no idea about tact. She just spoke.

"Sixty, don't you ever find yourself feeling lonely? Do you ever masturbate?" he asked bravely, becoming increasingly aware of her social naivete.

 

[Renegade]

Lexx Star

As Lexx Star finished his work on the Turbo Lifts he decided to check in the engine room. He steped into the Turbo Lift and said "Engine Room."

The lift took him to the engine room. As he walked out he noticed a leak that had escaped the attention of whoever was on duty earlier. He walked over to the leak and spotted the problem. There was a small hole there that had probably been caused during the Borgs attack.

"This shoudnt be hard to fix" he said to himself as he took out the appropiate tools for the job out of his tool belt and went to work. As he worked on fixing it suddenly of a small amount of the liquid shoot out of the hole and onto his face!

"Shit this all I need!" muttered Lexx Star as he tried to wipe all of the liquid off of his face. He spat on the floor trying to get the little amount of the liquid that had fallen into his mouth out. Once he cleaned enough of it out he quickly finished fixing the leak as he tried to figure out what it was that got in his mouth. He didnt know what it was and was getting seriously pissed!

"This stuff better not make me sick!" yelled that frustrated ensign as he walked to the Turbo Lift. "Better safe then sorry" he thought to himself as he walked into the lift.

He wiped off more of the liquid as he told the computer "Sickbay" and was off to the sickbay for a check up.

 

[Drake]

Hope I'm not too late....

OOC: Howdy everyone...hope I'm not too late to jump into this thread. I'm a Trekkie, and come dangerously close to being a nerd in that regard...

IC:
Lieutenant Commander David Marks, Executive Officer of the USS Kubli Khan. A human male in his early thirties, Marks is a good officer, although sometimes casual in his outlook. He is willing to bend the occasional rule, in sharp contrast to his very professional captain. That said, when it comes to the crunch in a crisis situation he can be counted on one hundred percent. He is just over six feet tall, with short, dark brown hair and grey eyes. Clean shaven and lean, he likes to keep his body in some sort of shape by using the occasional fitness program on the holodeck...

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I sat in my chair on the bridge and scowled. Although the captain had given the ship a stand easy period, I was the current lucky winner of the "Stay on the bridge bored out of your brains" competition. I was on duty. I heard the call for Dodo and Sixty to report to sickbay, and was instantly envious of the shapeshifter. Although my position as First Officer usually meant that the only excitement I got was on the holodeck occasionally. The captain was pretty strict on fraternisation with people in the chain of command - although not, I was privately inclined to think - with anyone else. He'd told me before he left the bridge that he was off to Alira Jafre's cabin, if he was needed. I'd remained deadpan and fired off the required "Yes, sir," but couldn't help wondering what his motives were. Could the skipper himself, consummate professional though he was, be trying on something of his own? I smiled at the thought.

I began to fantasise about Alira Jafre, my eyes staring blankly into space as the stars streaked by at warp speed on the viewscreen. The viewscreen...

A thought occurred to me, and I crossed over to the helm, which was on autopilot. My own junior days had been spent as a helmsman, and the controls were still second nature to me.
Manipulating the controls, I managed to rout a holoprogram, at least in two dimensional form, onto the main bridge viewscreen. This was, of course, illegal, but there was no one here to see it except me, and the only person on the ship that could directly punish me was the captain. And he was with Alira Jafre...

I grinned and chuckled out loud as my selected program began to play itself out for me on the huge screen. Settling down again into my position on the right of the captain's chair, I began to watch the action unfold intensely...

 

[DukeOrsino]

ACTION: THREE MASSIVE ALIEN WARSHIPS ARE APPROACHING AT HIGH WARP, ON AN INTERCEPT COURSE. THEIR WEAPONS ARE CHARGED AND LOCKED ON. UP ON THE BRIDGE, LT CDR MARKS HITS THE RED ALERT KEY AND A CLAXON SOUNDS THROUGHOUT THE SHIP.

OOC: LOL..go to stations--scan likle hell.

 

[DukeOrsino]

Captain Gideon Stone turned to LtCommander Alira Jafre and said, "I should be going. If I stay, I'm afraid I might say or do something that would compromise our working relationship."

She frowned. "What could you possibly do that would affect my admiration for you, Captain?"

He grasped her by the waist and pulled the curvaceous Alurian against him. "How about this?"

Gideon kissed her, and she melted into him, her supple breasts jabbing him with their erect nipples. His head swam with the scent of her--honey and jasmine and a half-dozen flavors unknown to his human senses. Her lips parted slightly, invitingly, and he slipped inside for a taste of her deep sweetness. Meanwhile, his hands found her full breasts and squeezed gently, and she moaned into his kiss and pressed against his grasp.

And then the claxon sounded, and red lights flashed.

"God-damnit!" Gideon said. He stepped back from the warm embrace of Alira Jafre and tappped his comm badge. "Stone to Bridge."

"Bridge, Commander Marks here."

"David, what the hell is going on? Give me the sitrep, now."

"I'd like to, Captain, but all I know is we have three bad-assed warships of unidentified origin approaching on an intercept vector, weapons charged and locked on the Kubli Kahn."

"Shit! On my way."

Alira nodded. "Go..I will be at my battle station. And we can resume this meeting later." She smiled and kissed him lightly. Godeon stumbled from her quarters, wondering what his name was an what galaxy he was in..

He entered the turbo-life and said, "Bridge, deck one."

Three unknown vessels. Well, First Contact was their mission. He just prayed they survived long enough to tell the newcomers that the Kubli Khan was a ship of peace...

 

[poohlive]

Garret watched as the ship went to red alert. He frowned, all he wanted to do was eat dinner.
He made his way to the bridge, using the turbo lift. The captain was in his chair, but other than that he was the first officer here.
Garret wanted to ask what was goig on, but a few mind sweeps, and he was up to speed on everything.
Garret sent his mind to the three ships.
"Owwh OOWWWHH." Garret held his head in pain.
"Whats wrong?" the captain asked.
"Nothing, just the aliens, their minds are different, I can't get a good link to any of them."
"Well, what can you tell us?"
Garret rubbed his head, sitting in his chair, "It seems as if they are indeed war ships. They have come to us for a reason. Thats all I know, I don't know if it is friendly or not..."
The captain looked at the screen.
"One thing is for certain though, they want something from us."
Garret shook his head one last time. The pain leaving him. The captain suggested he should go to sickbay, but he waived it off. He was all right, for now...

 

[Morwen]

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[gypsyprince]

There is no God...

"FUCK!" shouted Dodo, greatly frustrated by the interruption. Sixty looked back at him intrigued.

"Why are you using expletives? Has the red alert angered you? You should calm down. Emotional restraint is advised under these circumstances."

Dodo rolled his eyes as she yammered on and morphing a uniform onto himself as they hopped back in the lift. Sixty ordered to be taken to her position. Dodo ordered as well, mumbling, "Engineering."

"You seem distracted Dodo. You should..."

She continued to tell him how to act. He could have stabbed her. Luckily, the lift stopped before he did.

 

[Morwen]

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