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Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 01

By: tcwild100





Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 01



T'Pol dropped to her knees between Archer's splayed legs and unzipped the fly of his trousers, looking up into his eyes as her fingers reached in to find his semi-erect organ. She pulled it through the opening and lightly kissed along it's length. Her fingers lightly fondled his testicles as her tongue caressed his cockhead. 

"Suck it." Archer ordered.

"Yes sir." she replied, taking the bulbous head into her mouth and sucking loudly. She worked her lips up and down about half the length for a few minutes, drawing guttural grunts from him. Then when he was fully erect she pulled away briefly. "And this is one of the advantages of which I spoke." she said.

In a single motion she engulfed the entire ten inches of Archers organ in her mouth, still able to work his meat with her talented tongue as she did so. She could tell Archer was impressed with her skills, and proceeded to perform the most incredible fellatio he had ever experienced. She could sense when he got close to the edge, and was always ready to pull him back. 

"God that's good subcommander. Suck it nice and slow." he ordered, reaching down to grasp her bobbing head. "SUCK ME." he growled. 

T'Pol did as he ordered, reaming her throat with the length of his cock as her tongue lashed the head with every stroke. Her fingers reached under him to tease his anus as she let him fuck her mouth. When she sensed his orgasm was close, she forced her slender digit past his sphincter and deep into his butthole. 

"OHGAAAAYESSSS nghhhNggHHNGHHHHHH." he grunted, emptying his balls into her suckling throat as her finger fucked his ass. 

She sucked every drop of semen from his organ, finally feeling his erection subside as she withdrew her finger from his anus. She swallowed the ejaculate before pulling her mouth from his cock. 

"You see captain, I can provide a greater degree of pleasure than she can." T'Pol told him, still on her knees between his legs. 

Archer thought for a moment. The blow job was one of the best he'd had recently, and she certainly deep-throated better than Hoshi. But what about other things?

Sensing that he wasn't convinced, T'Pol moved to the second step. "Captain, do you like my ass?" she asked, standing and turning around. She bent over the table and reached back to flip the short skirt up over her butt.

Archer could scarcely believe that he was now staring at T'Pol's gorgeous ass just a few inches from his eyes and hands. 

"Go ahead and touch it Captain." she said, rotating her hips suggestively. "I know how much you all enjoy looking at my bum, so now you can feel it too." she added. 

Archer grasped her firm cheeks and pried them apart to expose her back door. He watched in amazement as the wrinkled portal relaxed and opened on its own. He licked his index finger and pushed it inside, sliding it all the way up her seething hole to the hilt. 

"Now just leave your finger in there and experience another advantage of the Vulcan female physiology." she told him. 

Archer could feel the muscles in T'Pol's ass rippling along the length of his finger. Her rectal chute was working his digit like a set of velvety soft fingers, and there was obvious signs of natural juices inside her hole as well. 

"Imagine what that would feel like on your cock." she said. "I can make you cum in my asshole without you doing anything." she added. 

Archer's cock was in full erection once again. He abruptly withdrew his finger and stood up behind her. "Well let's just see how it feels for real." he said, putting the head of his meat against the niggardly opening and shoving it into her with a long thrust.

"AHHHHH!!" she yowled, her asshole forced to accept penetration without any real preparation.

"Feels good so far, subcommander. Why don't we just put that ass of yours to a real test!" he barked, sodomizing the lithe Vulcan with long and brutal thrusts. He had long wondered what this would be like, watching the saucy curves of her backside as she slinked around in front of him. He knew she was intentionally trying to seduce him, and now he had his cock up that tight bottom.

"When you're ready, you can stop fucking me and let me do the work sir." she told him, her hands gripping the dining table's edges as he slammed his penis deep into her bowels. 

Archer yanked his cock out of her butt and looked down at the pulsating opening into the woman's bottom. The reddish tissues of her anus were a delight to behold, and he reinserted his meat with a hard thrust. "Do it bitch. Make me cum with your asshole." he grunted. 

T'Pol began a gentle massage of his organ, her anal tunnel rippling sensuously along the sensitive flesh of his penis as he held himself deep inside her. She could feel the spasms of his rigid pole as her muscles alternately clenched and released along it's length. "Feel good captain?" she asked, knowing full well that it did. 

"Yeah subcommander, it feels great. Now MAKE ME CUM UP YOUR ASS!" he growled, slapping her buttocks on both sides before grasping her slender hips and forcing the last few millimeters of his cock into her bunghole. 

She consciously sped up the rhythm of her rectal muscles, working at his meat like a milking machine. She could feel that he was close, and willed her sphincter to clench and release in a rapid alternating 'sucking' of his cock. 

"YEAH BITCH, TAKE MY CUM UP YOUR BUTT!" he yowled, her asshole accepting blast after blast of his semen. Then he yanked it out of her bottom, pulled her up, spun her around and shoved her back down to her knees. "Now suck me clean, you nasty Vulcan bitch." he ordered, shoving his oozing member into her mouth. 

She was a bit shocked at his action; but knew she had to do it. He fucked her mouth hard as she swirled her tongue around his still oozing penis. When she sensed him relaxing, she allowed the softening organ to leave her lips with a lewd plop.

T'Pol looked up into her captain's face. He was smiling lewdly at her. "Not bad, subcommander. Not bad at all." he said, adding "I might just have a job for you other than as my Science Officer."

Then he got up, tucked his organ back into his trousers, and said "Now get that tight ass back to the bridge." he ordered, leaving her on her knees as he walked out the door. She noticed the guard leering at her and wondered if her demonstration had been enough....

****** continued in Chapter 02, Officers Reward ***** 



Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 02







Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 02



"Yeah baby, sixty-nine is oh-so fine." he answered, laughing at his own poor rhyme.

Jennifer laughed with him as he set her down on the bed and hopped over her to lay on his back. "Now bring that little cunt up here." he ordered.

She did as he asked, straddling his head with her knees and immediately engulfing his throbbing organ in her mouth. "Mmmmmmm." she mewled, her sucking mouth eagerly consuming his hard meat as she felt his tongue make contact with her clit. 

Travis' tongue knew what to do as he worked her nubbin in circles. His fingers pulled the cheeks of her butt wide, and he got an up-close-and-personal look at her virgin anal port. He was pleased that the lights he setup so carefully gave him plenty of illumination for this angle. Her little starfish was so perfect, so snug. He worked his tongue up and around her vulva to her perineum, where he teased the tender tissues between her vaginal and anal openings. She squealed and sucked wildly, her hips gyrating as his tongue found the little rosebud of her asshole and began to worm its way inside. 

Jen paused her fellatio briefly. "Oh gawd Travis, please lick my butt. Make me want it. It's so nasty." she said, returning to her oral ministrations as her lover gave her sensations she could never have imagined. 

They managed to induce each other to a simultaneous orgasm, bucking against each other madly as their bodies spasmed and quivered in sexual satisfaction. Travis held her loins close to his face, his fingers still splaying her ass cheeks so he could keep looking at her bunghole, still wet with his spit and her own pussy juice. He teased the little wrinkle with the tip of his index finger, bringing a tremble and a low moan from the young woman. 

"God baby, let's give it a rest for a little while, okay?" she begged, swinging her body off of his and swapping ends so her face was near his.

They were both drenched in sweat from the intense orgasms, and both were thirsty for liquids other than each others'. Travis swung his legs over the side of the bed and sat up. "Let's go sit by the table and have a snack and some more wine." he suggested, standing and reaching to help his new lover to her feet. "You know Jen, you sure are cute naked." he said, laughing. 

Jen slapped his taut ass. "yeah, well so are you lover." she said. "How 'bout some more of those oysters?" she asked, holding her wine glass as he poured. 

"Sure babe, whatever you want." he replied, walking over to the comm panel. He tapped the intercom button. "Chef this is Travis." he began, waiting for a response from the cook.

"Yes sir?" came the quick response. 

"Can you send up some more of those smoked oysters please?" he requested. 

"Of course sir, right away. I was just keeping them warm for you sir." came the response. 

Five minutes later, they were stuffing their faces with more of the great seafood delights and washing them down with wine. Travis had added more of the special powder to the wine, just to keep the party going. He wanted Jen really horny for the next round. 

"So.... Wow... where do we go next?" asked the still-naked Jennifer Kelly. 

Travis reached over to grab the bag of toys Trip had brought by earlier. He set it down in front of her. "Check it out!" he told her, smiling. 

Jen opened the bag and reached inside. The first thing she pulled out was the string of beads. "My gawd, what the heck do we do with these?" she asked, laughing. 

"Well doll, they go up your ass." he replied, watching her eyes get wide in disbelief. "Don't worry babe, they aren't the first thing going in there." he added, patting her hand on the table. "and we'll make sure you're nice and relaxed before then." he said, picking up the jar of special lube and showing it to her. 

"W-What's that?" she stammered, a little freaked out now. 

"It's a very special lubricant that Phlox put together for us -- just for your your little butt." he replied. "He promised it would make it a very pleasurable experience for both of us -- no matter what we decide to do." he added, taking a long pull from his glass.

"Well okay then, let's see what else is in here..." she said, reaching into the bag again and pulling out the plug. "Oh my god, I think I know what this is; but .... her voice trailed off.

"No worries doll. If it hurts, we won't force it -- and that goes for anything else." he reassured her. "I promise I will not hurt you." he added. 

"But you would really like to put your cock up my ass, right?" she asked, giggling in embarrassment at the idea. 

"Uh... right, if we get there." he said honestly. 

Jen reached into the bag again and pulled out a slender vibrator with a dozen or more ribs along it's seven inch length. She looked into Travis' eyes across the table and took the tip of the fake phallus in her mouth, feigning fellatio while staring him down. "Mm-mm good." she said after she withdrew the dildo. "This one could be nice in there." she added. 

"Well alrighty then!" Travis replied, his imagination now alive with thoughts of stimulating this cute young woman's ass with the vibrator. Perhaps with enough of this, she'll want my cock in there too he thought, taking another long swallow of his wine. He watched as Jennifer Kelly opened the jar of lube and dipped a finger into the slippery goo.

She brought the finger to her mouth and licked off some of the lube with her tongue. "Mmmm. It even tastes pretty good." she said, putting the finger into her mouth and sucking it clean. "Wow, I can feel the affect in my mouth." she added. Travis just nodded and smiled. 

"How about we take a shower together before we get started again?" he suggested. 

"Sounds good sir." she replied, giggling like a little girl as she stood up and headed for the bathroom. 

Travis rose and followed her sexy form, admiring once again the curves of her nubile, naked young body. Damn she is sweet he thought. 

They showered together, washing each others' bodies eagerly in preparation for whatever would happen next. Travis spent a fair amount of time soaping up her bottom, being sure his fingers made contact with her nether port and the folds of her pussy. She did the same for his genitals, gently caressing his balls and shaft with soapy hands before rinsing everything thoroughly. By the time they had finished both were ready for more sex, as the aphrodisiac heightened the nerve responses in their sensitive areas.

"Time to dry off so we can get wet again!" he told her, turning off the shower's stream and reaching out for two towels. He handed her one, and they patted and rubbed each other until they were dry enough. 

Then Jen stepped out of the shower, grasping his growing erection to pull him along. "come this way lover, let's do some more -- um -- sex." she said, her fingers gently stroking his length as they headed for the bed. She passed by the table and grabbed the jar of lube and the bag of toys. "Can't forget these!" she said. Travis laughed. 

They arrived at the bed, and Travis had something in mind. "Lay on your belly and just relax." he told her, patting the bed. Jen did as he asked, the firm cheeks of her backside now beckoning his touch. 

Travis knelt beside her prone form, his hands gently kneading her supple curves. She mewled her approval as he worked his way down her back. He skipped over her buttocks intentionally and massaged her legs, working slowly down one thigh and calf to her foot, then back up the other leg in reverse. By the time he got back up to her butt, he could smell her musky scent permeating the room. She had involuntarily parted her legs as he worked his hands up her thigh, and the dampness between her legs was unavoidable. 

He paused briefly, reaching over to grab the jar and the bag. "Let's just see about this stuff." he said softly, opening the jar and taking a small amount on one finger. 

Jen seemed to sense his intention, and slowly lifted her hips up off the bed, presenting her ass and pussy to him in a brazen display of sexual heat. Travis said nothing as he brushed the lubricant-coated finger along the already wet lips of her pussy, finishing at her puckered anus where it lingered long enough to deposit some of the goo just inside her ass. Then he returned to the jar for more, this time depositing just a small dollop right on her clit while the remainder was pushed inside her bottom. 

"Oh my gawd that feels good Travis." she told him, her hips now writhing slowly in circles. 

Travis used his thumbs to splay her cheeks wide, and lowered his face to push his tongue into her asshole. He could taste the lubricant mixed with her bodily fluids as he pushed the tip of his tongue several millimeters into her butt. 

"OHHHYEAHHHH!!!" she growled, pushing her ass back to capture more of his nasty tongue in her now-hungry bottom. The affects of the lube were relaxing her anal sphincter, and she felt an inch or more of his oral digit sliding in and out of her asshole. 

Travis was amazed. Jen's sweet little ass was practically begging for his attention. Without removing his tongue, he reached over and pulled the small vibrator from the bag, dipping it in the jar to coat it with lube. Then in one swift motion he pulled his oral digit from her butt and put the tip of the vibrator against her tiny hole. "Ready Jen?" he asked, not waiting for a reply.

"OOOOOHHHHHHYES!" she cooed as she felt the first couple of inches of the ribbed tool sliding into her ass. "Easy Travis, I've never had anything in there before." she told him. 

Could have fooled me he thought, using the fingers of his left hand to spread her cheeks so he could see in detail the little ring of her anus taking the ribbed vibrator as he pushed. He slipped several inches into her bottomhole, then stopped and let her get used to it. Then he turned on the vibrator and began to slowly inch it further into her rectal chute. He watched her fingers begin a delightful dance on her clit as he screwed her virgin bung with the plastic intruder.

"You like it baby?" he asked, moving the vibrator it's full length into her ass before pulling it all the way out again. 

"Oh yes Travis. I never expected this." she replied. "But I want to give you something too." she added. "Scoot yourself under me."

Travis couldn't move too quickly, and had her sweet pussy in his face and his cock in her mouth in moments. His tongue moved quickly to find her clit as his fingers moved the vibrator in and out of her rectal chute in a rhythm to match her lips on his organ. She was cumming within a few minutes, bouncing her pubis against his chin as he tried to keep his tongue on her nubbin and the vibe in her butt. 

"OHGODOHGODOHGODDDDDDDD!!!" she yowled. 

Without missing a stroke of his oral digit, Travis pulled the vibe out of Jen's ass and replaced it with the tip of the butt plug. As she crested the peak of her orgasm, he pushed it into her anus all the way in a single thrust. 

"NNNNNNNAAAAAAAAAAA!!" she squealed, her hips thrashing wildly as her asshole tried feverishly to expel the intruder. 

Travis flipped the microswitch on the plug and her squeals turned into mewls of sexual heat, her mouth returning to his cock and sucking like a vacuum cleaner. It was time.

He lifted her off of his body and wriggled his way out from beneath her, leaving her buns-up on the bed. The humming plug was still buried in her bottom, waiting for him to withdraw it and replace it with his own flesh. He grabbed the jar of lube and slathered a handful on his dick. He immediately felt the numbing affect; but his penis was as hard as it had ever been. 

Moving up behind her he soothed her trembles with his fingers, gently stroking her hips as he pressed his erection against her loins. "Just relax now Jen, I'm going to pull the plug out now." he told her, grasping the base of the plastic phallus and pulling gently.

"AHHHHH JEEZUS." she growled as the thickest part of the intruder stretched her sphincter to the limit -- a good 35 millimeters. Her muscles popped it out the rest of the way and it clattered to the floor. 

Travis looked at her puckering ring and placed the head of his dick against the opening. "Easy now girl, I'm gonna put my cock inside your ass. I'll go easy; but I gotta do it." he said, his voice a bit raspy with raw lust. 

Jen grabbed the bedding with her fingers and tried to steady herself. "Go ahead Travis. I-I want it, really." she told him. "OhhhhHHHMMM." came her groan of pleasure/pain as she felt the head of his cock pop past her anal sphincter for the first time. She felt incredibly full back there; but it was bearable thanks to the stuff they'd gotten from Phlox. 

Travis used his thumbs to spread her cheeks so he could watch his meat pushing into the young woman's asshole, and applied a gentle pressure. The tight squeeze from her anal ring was almost too much; but the numbing lube was doing its job. He hoped it would continue to do so, and that Jen would let him fuck her tight anus for a good long time before he flooded her bowels with his semen. 

Jennifer Kelly was in a trance now, her entire body was one intensely throbbing sexual organ with a large phallic tube now pushing into an opening that was normally an exit. Somehow she wanted more of his organ inside her, she wanted to feel even more stimulation in her bottom. "F-fuck me Travis. Fuck me in my tight bottom." she begged, moving her hips back to take more of his throbbing member. 

He couldn't resist the temptation to bury his meat deep inside her, his hips involuntarily thrusting forward. He was still watching, amazed that her asshole was taking so much of his dick. A guttural moan came from deep inside her as he eased the remaining length into her butt. The buttery-smoothness combined with the clenching muscles was like a velvet vise holding his organ inside her body. 

"God baby your ass feels so damn good. So tight and smooth." he told her, his penis spasming involuntarily in her colon. 

"Y-yes lover, I know. I f-feel so f-full." she replied, her rectal muscles responding to the spasms of his cock with clenching spasms of their own. 

Travis slowly pulled his dick almost all the way out of her ass, reveling in the way her muscles clenched and relaxed around his meat. Then he pushed back inside until he felt his pubic hair pressed against the firm softness of her buttocks. Out again and back again. He gradually established a rhythmic stroke in and out of her tight asshole, reaching beneath her to find her clitoris once again. 

"OOOOHHHHHHHH do me lover. Make me cum." she mewled, writhing her hips in small circles to add to the rhythmic strokes. She was beginning to climb that incredible sensual mountain, and wanted them to find the peak at the same time again. "I want us to cum together again." she said quietly. 

Travis tried to sense where she was, and to match his own passion to hers. Again he looked down to the point of penetration as his cock moved into her bottom. He pulled it out, this time all the way, and looked in awe at the gaping hole into her rectum. She squealed at him to put it back in, and he did. He drove his cock to the hilt in her bunghole, and began slamming it in and out of her, riding a wave of pleasure and taking her with him.

"I'm going to cum soon lover. FUCK ME." she squealed, her body beginning to tense and tremble as the hard penis thrust into her nether port in an ever-increasing rhythm of pure lust. 

He couldn't stop now, no matter what. He skewered the young crewman's previously virginal butthole in a blur as she began to scream with her own orgasm. He felt the clenching spasms of her orgasm, the muscles inside her asshole gripping and clenching his cock and driving him over the top. Two more strokes and he gripped her hips and held his dick deep in her backside, the semen spurting into her bowels in spasms for what seemed like hours until they both collapsed -- his penis still buried deep inside her. 

Jennifer Kelly regained consciousness flat on her belly, with Travis Mayweather still on top of her with his penis inside her. She consciously flexed the muscles of her rectal chute, squeezing his half-erect organ. It still felt good, even though the pounding he'd given her had brought some soreness to the tissues of her anal port. She continued the muscle contractions until finally he noticed.

"mmmm wow." he moaned into her ear. 

With one last concerted effort, her rectal muscles pushed his meat from her hole and she wriggled free of his weight. "Wow is right ensign. I feel thoroughly fucked. How was your reward?" she asked, giggling at his semi-conscious stare. 

"Oh god, what can I say?" he stammered, reaching up to brush the wisps of blonde hair from her cute face. "Another shower?" he suggested.

"Sounds good." she replied, following him into the bathroom. 

They washed each other once again, this time with no passionate intent, and both of them dressed. Travis donned his uniform, as he was due on the bridge in an hour. Jen put on her casual clothes to return to her own quarters. She was expected in engineering at ten hundred hours, her commander allowing her an extra two hours to 'recover'. 

Travis walked with her to the turbolift, saying very little. His cock was sated, his libido fulfilled, and he had done that with this adorable young crewman, Jennifer Kelly. He knew he would not be looking at her with the same detached lust as he had in the past. 

His thoughts were interrupted as the lift stopped at the level for Jen's quarters and she prepared to leave. "Maybe we can do this again some time?" she asked, leaning toward him and planting a soft kiss on his cheek. 

"Really?" he replied in disbelief. 

"Well, yeah, sure, maybe." she answered, reaching back to pat her backside gingerly. "Gotta let my butt recover some." she added, smiling. 

His reward complete, Travis went to the mess hall and downed a full breakfast, chugging several cups of coffee in the process, then reported for duty. He still wore the smile of a very satisfied officer as he replaced the third-shift con officer. Reward indeed.

***** Continued in Chapter 3 -- T'Pol makes a power play *****



Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 03







Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 03



Archer awoke, his body still covered in sweat. He rolled onto his back then sat up, focusing his vision, and saw Hoshi at the computer terminal, obviously deep in thought. "Watcha doin' over there, girl?" he asked. 

Without turning around, she responded "Oh nothing really, just doing a little homework on Vulcan sex stuff." she replied. "If I'm going to compete with one, I need to know about her potential advantages." she added.

"Oh yeah? Find anything interesting?" he asked, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and standing. 

"Yep." was her only response. 

"Like what?" he pursued, walking over behind her. 

She quickly turned off the display and turned to face him. "Oh I think you already know about her mouth and asshole. How the fuck can I compete with THAT?" she asked. 

Archer laughed. "Oh, I thought your ass was pretty good." he taunted her, reaching around to slap her still-tender behind. "But you might have to work on your oral skills to get into her league in that department." he added, grinning.

"So this is just about sex?" she asked.

"Oh I think we have to make it more interesting than just sex. I'll come up with something." he told her. "You keep working there, I'm going to take a shower and get back to the bridge." he said, heading into the bathroom.

Hoshi went back to the terminal and returned to her research. There had to be some things she could learn that would at least let her negate the Vulcan's physical advantages and allow her to stay in the game. She learned that a Vulcan woman had glands in their rectal channels that would secret a lubricant specifically to enhance sexual penetration of that opening, and a set of muscular rings which could be controlled to create friction and other pleasurable sensations in a man's penis. She was amazed; but it wasn't just finding out these things that mattered. Hoshi needed to figure out ways to enable her body to produce more powerful sensations than could T'Pol. It wouldn't be easy. After Archer left she got dressed and headed down to the Sick Bay to speak with Phlox. 

"Ah, there you are Ensign." he said, using her 'old' rank designation to address her. "What brings you here today, mmmm?" he asked, always eager to see the pretty young woman. Even dressed she was a remarkably attractive woman. 

Hoshi gathered her thoughts. "Well doctor, I would like to provide additional – um – pleasure to my Captain, and I was hoping you could help me." she began. 

"I see. Well, I would – mmmm – need to know a few more details about what exactly you would want to do; but I am sure I can help." he replied. "Why don't we adjourn to the – uh - examination room, mmmm?" he suggested. "A bit more – mmmm – privacy." he added.

She followed him into the room and hopped up on the table. "Okay, well I assume this conversation is covered by the doctor-patient confidentiality protocol, right?" she asked. Phlox nodded his affirmative response. "Then here's what is going on...." she began, spilling the story about Archer and T'Pol, and the competition he was planning. Phlox nodded periodically, listening carefully as she described what she had discovered in the library files. 

"I see. Well you are at a significant – mmmm – disadvantage then, are you not?" he said. He thought for a few long moments, then added "I think we can come up with some ideas, perhaps some exercises, that may be helpful to you." 

"Exercises?" she asked. 

"Precisely. If you don't mind, please remove your undergarments and place your heels in these – mmmm – stirrups." he instructed. 

"Why?" she asked, not moving yet.

"I'm going to show you how to control the muscles of your – mmmm – rectal channel, just as a Vulcan is able to do." he replied. "The undergarments, if you please Ensign. I'm a doctor, there is no reason for embarrassment." he added. But I shall enjoy pushing a finger or two up this luscious woman's butt he thought. 

Hoshi accepted the explanation and hiked her short skirt up, revealing the skimpy black lace panties to the Doctor's gaze. His sudden intake of breath suggested he liked what he saw, and she quickly lifted her hips and slid the garment down over her slender feet, tossing them to the chair next to the table. Then she lifted first one, then the other of her feet, placing her heels in the stirrups adjacent to the side of the table. She was now splayed open, her privates exposed from the top of her mound of venus down to the wrinkle of her anus. 

Phlox couldn't take his eyes off of the delicate flower nestled between Ensign Sato's legs. From the tastefully trimmed fur adorning her mound, over the delicate folds of her labia to the delightful little starfish – she was breathtaking. He reached over to the tray and picked up an exam glove, pulling it onto his hand while trying not to tremble noticeably. "My-my Ensign, you have quite a beautiful – er – pussy." he told her. 

"Thanks doc; but can we please get on with whatever this is?" she asked, her cheeks flushing as he stared directly at her exposed cunt. "Speaking of which – exactly what are we going to be doing?" she asked. 

Phlox finally broke his focus on her crotch and looked up at her face. "First I'll be using a finger to gently relax your – uh – bottom." he began. "Then I'll ask you to use your muscles to alternately grip and release that finger. Later I'll prepare a probe device to measure those contractions so that you can – mmmm – practice this." he explained. Noticing her look, he added "Once you've mastered the use of those muscles, you can use them just as T'Pol uses hers to give – mmmmm – sexual pleasure to the Captain." 

"Ah... I see... Okay...." she replied, pushing her hips lower on the table which tilted her pelvis back and gave him more direct access to her anal port. "Whenever you're ready doc." she said.

He coated his finger with lubricant – the same compound he'd provided to both Mayweather and to Archer earlier, then knelt between the widespread thighs of Hoshi Sato, licking his lips at the proximity to her sexual center. He could smell the musky heat of her pussy as he gently pried her buttocks apart adjacent to her sphincter. Then the lube-coated digit spread the jelly around the wrinkled opening, teasing the muscle until he could see it visibly relaxing. Hoshi mewled softly at the lewd contact, then groaned as he pushed the long, slender intruder several inches inside her bottom. 

"Ahhhhhh.... OOOOHHHH...." she moaned, willing her rectal muscles to relax to accept the invader. She felt it slide inside her until it felt like it was tickling her stomach, then it stopped. 

Phlox stared at the sight of her anus with his entire finger – a good seven and a half inches of it – buried inside. "Now Ensign I want you to use your muscles to – uh – give my finger a little massage. Just use the same muscles you use every time you have a bowel movement for starters." he instructed. He felt her rectal canal squeezing at his digit, as if trying to expel it from her insides. "Good dear... very good... Now try contracting them with a sharp motion." he requested. Again she tried; but without some bio-feedback device she really didn't know how to accomplish his request. "Alright Ensign, I think we need to prepare the probe I referred to earlier before we can move forward here. he said. "Just relax now Hoshi, I'm going to pull my finger out of your pretty bottom now." he told her, slowly withdrawing the digit until just the tip was inside. Then he pushed it back in, wriggling it for a few moments before he pulled it out all the way. 

Hoshi realized that she actually did like his finger back there, and missed it when it was gone! 

"You can just relax there if you like, while I prepare the probe. It should only be a few minutes." he told her, pulling off the glove and taking another long glance at the exposed plane of her cunt. He noticed the glistening lips of her labia, and smiled.

She lay there for several minutes, letting her breathing return to normal as the tingling in her asshole subsided, then lifted her feet from the stirrups and swung her legs over the side of the table and hopped down. She padded out to the lab where she found Phlox working diligently on a small composite tube into which he was inserting tiny circuits and sensors terminating in micro-connectors that protruded from the open end of the tube. It looked devious; but she had to trust that it would help her win Archer's support in this competition. "And I'm going to put that thing up my butt?" she asked, giggling softly. 

"Yes... up your – um – butt." he replied, completing the assembly by pushing the various micro-connectors into a conformal housing. Then he plugged it into a cable attached to the computer monitor, and squeezed it with his hand, moving his fingers up and down while watching the display. "That should do just fine, mmmm?" he said. "Now to affect a sort of – er – calibration, we should try this on the exam table so I can supervise." he told her. 

They walked back to the exam room and Hoshi hopped back up on the table, positioning her feet in the stirrups and scooting her hips down. Phlox handed her the device, then offered the jar of jelly. "You should do this so you will know how, mmmm?" he suggested. 

Hoshi took the tube and dipped it into the jar as Phlox connected the cable and brought up the sensor display, tilting it toward her so she could see it. She reached between her legs with the device and placed the slippery end against her anus, pushing it inside an inch. "All the way Ensign. It needs to be all the way inside to work properly." he told her. She pushed it in until just a centimeter of the open end was sticking out of her butthole. "That's it. Now use your muscles and watch the display." he said. She squeezed, and saw the pattern which showed which areas of the tube were sensing pressure. "Now just consciously change the kind of clenching or contracting you are doing, and watch the display. Work at it a while and I'll return when you're ready." he added, spinning around and returning to the lab. 

She was mesmerized by the display, watching as she willed her rectum to squeeze, ripple, and clench the tube. Between the sensations in her bottom and the vivid representation on the screen, she was getting excited. She ran her hand down over her belly to find the nubbin of her clit between her very moist lips, and began working on her pleasure center as the tube reported the muscle activity on the display. She tried not to make noise; but her mewls of pleasure still came.

Phlox watched the display as Hoshi Sato 'practiced' only a few meters away. It was obvious she had learned a great deal in a few short minutes with his 'training tool'. Then he heard her soft moans, and realized she was masturbating! He listened for several minutes, knowing he had to let her finish. When she seemed to be deliberately extending the 'exercise' he walked back into the room, unzipping his fly as he walked up to the table. "Ensign, perhaps you could use some incentive, mmmm?" he suggested, putting the head of his long, thin penis against her slightly opened lips. 

"Mmmmglllapphhh" she mumbled as his organ pushed into her mouth. She was sucking Phlox' cock!. At this point there was no return, and she eagerly lapped at his meat, letting him push it deep into her mouth. His fingers replaced hers at her clit, rolling the little nub around in her juices as she sucked. She had long since lost interest in the display; but the tube in her butt still interested her. 

Phlox had a perfect view of the display, and watched as her rectal muscles rippled along the length of the sensor. "You appear to have mastered the control of the muscles in your bottom, Ensign." he told her, his hips sliding his organ into the warmth of her throat. "Now you need to work on your oral skills a bit, mmmm?" he suggested. He held her head firm and pushed his cock into her until she gagged, then pulled out just slightly. "Work your tongue, and see if you can grab the head of my penis with your throat muscles." he instructed. 

Hoshi heard his instructions, and tried to move her tongue with his sausage in her mouth. She managed to rub along the lower surface; but could do no more than that. But she found that by feigning a cough she could constrict the muscles of her throat, gripping the head of his organ. She would gag when that happened; but it worked! She practiced the technique as he held his dick inside her mouth, licking, sucking and clenching on his penis. 

He loved this kind of work, the 'sex therapy' sessions. Phlox looked down at the pretty face with his organ pushing past her lips and knew it wouldn't be long. It had been months since he had enjoyed sexual pleasure, and began moving his meat in and out of her oral cavity. "Just a little more Ensign, and you can have my seed." he told her, moving his fingers more quickly on her clit. Then he noticed the indicators on the display lighting up with more intensity as her rectal canal spasmed on the sensor tube. 

"MMMMM... ANGGGHHHHH... CUMHHHGHHHG." she gurgled, giving in to the pleasure rippling through her body. 

Phlox fucked her throat hard now, unable to control his thrusts as his semen roared down the length of his shaft and began splashing against the back of her mouth. "Cumming now Ensign... AHHHHH.... YESSS..... " he bellowed, his hips jerking wildly as he filled her oral cavity with his seed. With only a few moments to recover, he withdrew his organ and tucked it back into his pants. "Well now Ensign I believe we can declare this training a success." he told her. "You may remove the sensor tube from your bottom now." he added. 

Hoshi was still recovering, her chest still heaving as she tried to calm her breathing. "Um... yeah doc. Wow." she replied. "So – um – how does the sensor trace look?" she asked, reaching down to pull the thin tube from her asshole. She wanted to make sure she was ready to drive Archer wild. If it was butt he wanted, then she wanted it to be hers.

"Alright now Ensign. Now you have some idea what you may need to – ah – practice, mmmm? And you need to remember what I told you about fellatio – use your tongue and let your gag reflex work to your advantage. I will come up with something to assist you with the anal activity; but the best thing you can do right now is to go back to your own quarters and work with the training tool." he told her. He watched as she turned around to face away from him, being 'modest' about pulling on her panties without realizing she was showing her behind. He envied Archer and his access to that beautiful bottom. 

She finished dressing and put the 'tool' into a discrete case to carry it back to her quarters. "Thank you doctor. I'll come by later." she said, walking to the door. She headed for her personal quarters, knowing Archer was not likely to look for her there. She wanted some time to herself to use the training tool and focus on the things she had learned from Phlox. Jonathan hadn't announced the competition, so she didn't know how much time she had to prepare. She had to work fast....

**** Continued in Chapter 4 – The Competition Begins ****



Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 04



Author's note: Many thanks for the comments and votes; but for those of you who believe that 'Defiant' is not the name of the ship in the episode(s) in question - please check out the official episode summary at http://www.startrek.com/startrek/view/series/ENT/episode/9440.html

Hopefully this will clear some things up!





Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 04



T'Pol pulled her mouth from Archer's cock with a lewd plop. "Oh yeah Hoshi, suck my Vulcan pussy you bitch." she growled, her lips returning to the Captain's dick as she felt her climax beginning to rise in her loins. She couldn't believe the human woman with no experience could do this to her. She could barely concentrate on her fellatio as the spasms of passion overtook her. "mmmMMMMPHHHHH... MMMMPHHHGGG... ARGHHHMMMPPPHHHH." she mumbled, Archer's hands now pulling her face down over his meat. 

"God damn, Hoshi. Eat that pussy!" he shouted, leaning forward to get a better look. He saw Sato's digits disappearing in T'Pol's asshole, saw her mouth pressed against the lips of her pussy. He could feel the spasms in her throat as the Vulcan experienced her first orgasm at the hands -- and mouth -- of Hoshi Sato. When her spasms subsided, he pulled her head off of his dick and pushed her over on her side. She fell on her back against the end of the sofa, her legs splayed wide. Hoshi sat on the opposite side of him on the sofa, grinning at him with her wet face. 

He stepped down from the back of the sofa, returning to the chair and sitting heavily. "Well ladies, I'd say we have a tie so far. What shall we do next?" he asked, pouring another glass of whiskey and grabbing one of the crackers topped with crab. "Perhaps a short break would be in order?" he suggested. The two women were obviously out of commission -- at least for the moment. He grabbed another cracker and kicked back, putting his feet up on the table. 

Hoshi came around first, her eyes fluttering open to find the naked Vulcan splayed out next to her on the sofa. Her eyes were open; but she was still recovering from a powerful orgasm. "A tie huh?" she asked, taking a long swallow from her wine. "Guess that's better than being behind." she added. "So what's next Jonathan?" she asked without sounding too anxious. 

T'Pol was finally coherent. "Next? There's more tonight?" she asked. 

"Why hell yes subcommander. Neither of you has made me cum yet, and now you're gonna have get him interested again." Archer responded, holding his flaccid penis up as proof. "We're not in a hurry ladies, relax and have a drink and a snack." he added. "Whenever one of you wants to come over and give him some attention, feel free to do so." he suggested, then went on to give some critique. "Hoshi I have to give you high marks for both the improved cocksucking skills and the surprisingly adept showing on T'Pol's pussy." he told her. 

T'Pol smiled. "Yeah girl, you're one helluva cuntlicker. You can suck my pussy any time you want." she hissed. "Fact is, I haven't had an orgasm like that in years." she added, taking a small dig at Archer. 

"You girls can do a little sixty-nine action for me later if you like. In fact, I insist." he told them. "Perhaps I'll even fuck both of you while you're sucking pussy." he added, formulating a plan on-the-fly. 

Hoshi didn't want to be next up, as the winner would be the one who made Archer cum; but technically it was her turn. Rather than just sitting around, she stood up and started to walk to where he was sitting. 

"No-no Hoshi. I want you to crawl over to me on your hands and knees. Slinky, like a cat." he instructed. 

She quickly accepted his order, and dropped to the floor on all fours. She slithered as best she could, her body writhing and undulating like a feline in heat as she made her way to his chair. Then she licked his legs, working her way up his thighs until she was only inches from his crotch. He grabbed her by her hair and lifted her head up.

"What do you want, bitch. Tell me." Archer spat. 

"I want to suck your cock sir." she replied, licking her lips. "I want to give you pleasure." she added. 

Archer pushed her head back down and felt her lips wrap around the head of his flaccid penis. "Yeah bitch, suck it nice and slow." he said. Hoshi had always been very good at getting him hard, and her performance this time was no different. Her lips nibbled at the head, pursing around it and sucking hard to pull the length of his shaft into her warm mouth. "Aaaaahhhhhh... that's a good girl." he moaned, pulling her ears to get all of his organ into her oral cavity. 

T'Pol watched as her competition worked the Captain's libido with her mouth. Her eyes wandered to the pretty woman's backside and the wet folds between her thighs. She was a sexy thing, and the idea of sharing simultaneous pleasure with her was exciting. Her hand wandered involuntarily down her own belly to find one of her pleasure centers, slowly diddling the little nub as she watched. May as well get something out of this she thought, closing her eyes.

Hoshi was really into it, bringing his penis from its dormant state to one of excitement always got her going. His organ was full size now, throbbing in her mouth as she sucked and licked. Then she lifted her head and began sucking along the shaft, moving down until she pulled one of his testicles into her mouth. She knew he loved that, and suckled his scrotum as if it were a teat full of milk. Her fingers deftly moved beneath his balls to find his anus, teasing the little wrinkled hole as she worked his semen sack with her tongue. 

His hands pushed her head down further as he tilted his pelvis to give her easy access. "Yeah baby, eat my ass. Get your tongue inside my bunghole." he ordered, loving the nasty feel of her warm oral digit pushing into his butt. "Suck my ass bitch." he spat, reaching over to grab his whiskey and taking a long pull. It was at that moment he noticed T'Pol on the sofa, two of her fingers working in and out of her cunt. "Subcommander, get your pretty ass over here and put your tongue to work on Hoshi's butt." he told her. "She's doing a pretty good job on my ass, and deserves for you to do the same for hers." he added. "On all fours, bitch."

T'Pol slid to the floor and made her way over behind the Asian woman, her hands gliding from the woman's delicate feet, over her calves, and up her thighs until they found the silky smooth flesh of her buttocks. "Such a beautiful ass." she said softly. Her tongue found the crevice between the cheeks and slithered down the crack to her little rosebud. Hoshi moaned softly as T'Pol began teasing her bottomhole with her oral digit, her thumbs pulling the cheeks wide as she forced a half-inch inside the clenching hole. T'Pol could feel the spasming of the woman's anal ring, and forced her tongue as far up her asshole as she could get it. 

Archer was enjoying this action, having Hoshi suck his ass while T'Pol sucked hers was more than he had expected. He reached down and pulled the Ensign's head back up to plunge his cock into her mouth. "Suck it nice, bitch." he ordered. Then he reached over and grabbed a small anal probe and held it out. "Subcommander, why don't you get this little thing up her ass." he suggested. 

T'Pol withdrew her tongue from the other woman's bottom and took the slender toy, taking it into her own mouth to provide some lubrication. Then she positioned the tip at the entrance to Hoshi's backside and pushed it all the way in. The girl's muffled squeal was exactly the response she hoped for, and she began fucking her bottom with the fake phallus. "You like this in your ass, Hoshi?" she hissed. More muffled grunts as the Captain's cock was pushed in and out of her mouth. 

"Nnnhhh Nnnhhh Nnnnhhhh" Hoshi could only grunt as the Vulcan drove the dildo in and out of her backside. Her mouth was occupied with Archer's cock, so words were out of the question. She had to admit, the doctor's butt-pill was doing its job. She was enjoying the action back there, as much as she could anyway. 

Archer held the Asian's head still for a moment, craning his neck to see what was going on. Then he realized T'Pol had pushed all of the dildo into Hoshi's butthole, and was using her tongue on the tasty pussy beneath. "Get that pussy nice and wet subcommander, I'm going to fuck it." he ordered, pulling the mouth from his cock with a loud plop. "Get up here and sit on my dick, bitch." he hissed, pulling at her arms and gripping her hips. He saw the Vulcan's fingers positioning his penis, then felt the warm grip of Sato's tight pussy as she pushed her hips down. "Oh that's nice Hoshi. That's it girl, nice and slow. Your cunt is so hot." he told her. Then he reached for the 'kit' again and withdrew the smaller of the two butt plugs, handing it to the Vulcan. "Put this up her ass while I fuck her pussy." he instructed. 

T'Pol took the six-inch long anal trainer, taking it into her mouth as she had with the smaller dildo to lubricate it. Archer held out the jar of jelly. "Use this." he told her. She pushed the tip of the plug into the jelly, then pulled it out and used her fingers to spread it along the length of the tube. Then she yanked the small dildo from the Asian girl's bottom and began to work the much thicker plug into her rectal canal. 

"OHHHHHGAWD.... YESSSSSSS.... PUSH IT UP MY ASS..." she howled, her hips moving up and back to capture both Archer's big cock in her pussy and the sizable butt plug in her anus. When the plug wasn't penetrating, she stopped her motion and leaned forward. "GET IT IN THERE BITCH! FUCK MY ASSHOLE." she begged. 

Archer could feel the whole thing as the Vulcan forced the plug into Sato's butthole until her anal sphincter closed around it's base. He knew he wouldn't last long if he fucked her like that, so he let himself rest with his penis engulfed completely in Hoshi's tight pussy. Then he felt her rectal muscles convulsing, her vaginal muscles responding on their own. "Oh gawd Hoshi, what have you been doing?" he asked, looking up at her face. Her eyes were closed, her lips pursed with her tongue slightly out. Archer gave her a sharp slap on her bottom to get her attention.

Hoshi jumped with the stinging pain in her backside, and she realized Archer was staring at her. "W-What?" she asked. She was more completely stuffed than she had ever been, with his cock buried in her cunt and that plug filling her tiny bunghole. She was on fire!

"I asked what you have been doing!" Archer replied, consciously twitching his organ inside her. 

"I'm not sure I understand the question sir, I'm sorry." she replied, responding to his twitch with clenching of her own. 

"Your pussy has never been this good, and I'll bet your ass will be good too." he told her, making one long stroke out, then back into her vagina. "T'Pol, why don't you try and pull that plug out of her ass." he suggested. Almost immediately he felt Hoshi's muscles clenching wildly as the Vulcan began to withdraw the bulbous invader.

T'Pol put her face only inches from the Ensign's snug anal ring as she began to pull on the plug. Her tongue lashed out to tease the wrinkled ring as her sphincter muscle strained to hold the plug inside. She maintained the pressure, moving her head around to lap at the sensitive ring, and suddenly the largest section of the plug spread the sphincter wide. Hoshi yowled in pleasure/pain, and the Vulcan held the plug there, spreading her anus to a size approximately equal to Archer's penis. As she held the end of the plug she noticed that the muscles of Sato's rectum were clenching at the tube, pushing and pulling at the intruder. She realized then that Hoshi had been somehow training her butt for this competition. Angry at that realization, she yanked the plug out all the way, then slammed it back into the woman's asshole. "Bitch! You think you can beat me with your simple human asshole?" she demanded, slapping Sato's buttocks wildly. Then she stood up and turned around, facing her own saucy rearend toward the Captain. She reached back and pulled her cheeks apart, willing her anus to open. "Fuck my ass Jonathan. I need it. FUCK MY ASS." she begged. 

Archer wasn't wasting that invitation, and lifted Hoshi off of his lap, his organ pulling out of her pussy with a slurping sound. His hands grabbed the Vulcan by her hips and spun her around. "Hold onto the chair bitch. Here I come." he ordered, positioning his bulbous head at her willing anal port and slamming it home in T'Pol's rectum. He fucked her ass hard, his long powerful strokes bringing grunts of passion from the Vulcan's throat. He reached under her to pinch and fondle her ample breasts as he buttfucked her. "Gawd yeah bitch. Your ass is NICCCCE." he hissed. Then he caught Hoshi out of the corner of his eye, taking a long drink. The plug was still embedded in her backside. "Come on over here and sit on the back of the chair. T'Pol can eat your pussy while I fuck her ass." he instructed. 

Hoshi hopped up into position, her legs spread wide with her dripping crotch right at the Vulcan's nose. She grabbed T'Pol's hair and pulled her face into her own pussy. "Eat me bitch. Suck my hot pussy and make me cum." she growled, grinding the plane of her sopping wet cunt against her opponents mouth. "Lick my fucking clit." she added. 

T'Pol sank her tongue into the wet depths of Sato's cunt, her own passion being driven to another peak by Archer's cock driving into her rectum. She could feel the Asian girl's spasms, and sucked her clit hard as her fingers burrowed deep into the cunt. She pulled back briefly. "Cum for me bitch. CUM IN MY MOUTH." she barked, diving back into the open maw of delicious Asian pussy. Then her own spasms began, and she felt Jonathan cram every bulging millimeter of his meat into her butt. She willed the muscles of her chute to work on him now as she began an eager lapping of Sato's clit with her tongue. 

Archer was taken by surprise, and was unable to hold back. The two women had driven each other to the peak and taken him along. His cock felt amazing in the spasming grip of the Vulcan's asshole, and he sensed his semen beginning the trip from his balls. "Ohhhh Gawd YESSSSSS." he grunted, pulling out halfway and starting his final pounding thrusts into her willing butthole. 

Hoshi was aware of Archer's imminent orgasm; but was unable to stop her own. Her hips ground against T'Pol's face as she quickly rose to her orgasmic peak and began the passionate ride. "Ohgawd I'm CUMMING! SUCK ME HARD." she howled, her vagina excreting voluminous amounts of fluids into T'Pol's mouth as she squealed and squirmed in ecstasy. She could hear the Vulcan's muffled grunts as she had her own orgasm as she was pumped in her ass. 

Archer's ejaculation filled her bowels with his slippery seed, his strokes slowing as his orgasm subsided. One final stroke into the clutching orifice and he was finished, the last drops of jizm squirting into her body. He looked up and saw Hoshi's frown. T'Pol had done it. He pulled his penis from the still-spasming channel and gave the Vulcan a slap on the rump. "Round one to T'Pol." he declared, pouring another whiskey and collapsing on the sofa. "But I must say it was very close. Hoshi, you performed admirably." he added. 

The two women joined him on the sofa and poured their own drinks to join him. "Kudos to the subcommander." Hoshi said, raising her glass. "But you'd better watch you ass in the next round, bitch." she added, laughing. 

"I thought you were doing a better job of watching my ass, Ensign." T'pol replied, taking a long swallow of her wine. "Your tongue was nice too." she added. 

Archer finished his whiskey. "Round one is complete. Most enjoyable ladies. We'll get together again in a day or two." he told them. 

**** Continued in Chapter 5 -- Trip and Malcom Take a Break ****



Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 05



This is a work of fiction, loosely based on two specific episodes of a well known television series. I do not own the series, characters, or any part of them; but I do own the work presented here. I have taken a few liberties with the characters, as might be expected for a work of erotic literature. Don't be surprised if you find names from other shows mixed in, I don't need to be reminded and I'm not mixed up! Hope you enjoy my favorite characters having fun, and since this episode includes a cast you aren't familiar with -- and one from another show -- here's the list:

The Orion Syndicate Girls:

Benjhari ('Benjie'>-- Baroquaian

Shenjah ('Shen') -- Andorian/Vulcan

Luli -- Bajoran

Vida - Orian

Tijay - Andorian

B'Ellana -- Human/Klingon





Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 05



She had been utterly and completely ravished by those men, her openings torn and bleeding from their brutal attack. And she was in fact now dead. He watched as her remains were pulled into a bag and hauled away. Damn, this is some kind of place he thought. Disobey and you get fucked to death. It was no wonder these women were so eager to please them. 

"Malcom Reed, you are beginning to burn from the sun." Shen said. "Let us head back to your hut for some rest in the shade." she suggested. Benjie and Luli were agreeable and Malcom was just easy, letting the two girls help him up. 

"See ya later Trip. I like the idea of a party later." Malcom said, turning to head back to his hut. As with the trip on the way out, there were couples, threesomes and more engaged in all manner of sex acts in clearings along the path, and the sounds of still more came from the trees beyond. When they got back to the hut he noticed a Jacuzzi tub he did not recall from before. "And where did that come from then?" he asked of nobody in particular. 

Luli spoke up. "Oh, Malcom Reed sir I called and asked that it be delivered." she told him, her fingertips gently stroking through the hair on his arm. "I thought perhaps you would enjoy relaxing with us in the tub." she added. 

"Oh absolutely I would!" he exclaimed, clearly pleased that she had taken the initiative. "Let's go ladies, last one in buys the drinks." he teased, letting Luli and Shen pull his shirt off as Benjie handled his shorts. In moments all four of them were naked, and racing to climb into the tub. Shen, acting in her role, turned on the pump and prepared a pitcher of something tropical and delicious for them to share before climbing into the bubbling water. 

"So tell us Malcom Reed, what part of the female form excites you most?" Luli asked. "Is it the breasts?" she pursued, and all three of them rose up sufficiently to expose their bosoms, thrusting them toward him for his inspection. 

Malcom went to each girl, his eyes fixed on the breasts as his hands roamed the soft flesh. Benjie's titties were really nice, with her silky chocolate skin and the bright pink nipples that were so sensitive to his touch. Luli's little 'bumps', while not as magnificent, were quite sensual and perfectly shaped. Shen had truly awesome breasts, perhaps a 36C, with a hint of blue in the coloring (from her Andorian heritage) while her nipples were a dark brown almost the color of Benjie's skin. He returned to his seat. "Quite nice, all of them." he declared. 

Shen stood up and turned around, kneeling on the seat and thrusting her backside out toward him. "Or is it the rump?" she asked. Luli and Benjie followed her lead, and in moments he was examining three sets of buttocks. Benjie had a lovely round bottom, and as he knelt behind her she reached back to spread the cheeks wide. He'd never seen such an exquisite bright pink anus! He moved closer, sticking his tongue out to rim the snug little sphincter. Like her breasts, Luli's backside was compact and taut, with no flesh other than that required to form two cheeks. In between those cheeks was a dark brown starfish into which Malcom proceeded to slip his tongue. He wriggled his oral digit until the ring of muscle relaxed sufficiently for him to penetrate nearly an inch. Shen's bottom was incredible, her full buttocks having nary an ounce of flab while remaining curvaceous. Her anal sphincter was a dark tan, with pink fringes on each wrinkle -- a beautiful flower! Malcom returned to his seat once again. "Absolutely brilliant." he declared, his penis now returning to life. 

Benjie hopped up onto the edge of the tub and spread her legs wide, reaching down to pull apart the folds of her womanhood. "Or is it the pussy?" she asked. The other two girls followed suit, and Malcom was presented with three sexy -- and quite different -- pussies for his inspection. 

He knelt between Benjie's thighs and took in a breath full of her musky woman-scent. Her labia began in a dark chocolate hue, with a continuous gradient to a bright pink that matched the color of her nipples. The folds were delicate, and he just could not help but press his mouth to her crotch, using his hands to hold her hips from falling backward. She moaned and used her hands to pull his face to her wetness. Her flavor was intoxicating; but he had to move on, and slowly withdrew. Luli's pussy was as taut and purposeful as her other attributes, the deep pink lips of her vulva promising a snug grip. Malcom knelt between her thighs and pushed his oral digit deep into her vagina, pressing his nose against her clit as he sucked her juices into his mouth. As he withdrew he aimed his tongue at her clit and lashed at it briefly, bringing a passionate shout. Shen -- as was expected -- had a very colorful pussy. The blue-ish hue of her labia transitioned to a deep pink then a dark brown at the fringes, while wisps of carrot-colored fur surrounded the moist treasures. Malcom teased at her fleshy vulva with his tongue, briefly sucking at her clit before he withdrew. Shen's pussy tasted like candy! "Delicious, ladies." he declared, returning to his seat. "Time for a drink." he said, holding out his glass.

Shen poured his refill. "But Malcom, which part do you like best?" she asked again. 

He thought about it for several long moments, then sighed. "Well my lovelies, all of your attributes are perfect and beautiful in their own ways, but...." he began. "Alas, I am a butt-man through and through." he laughed. 

The girls returned to the 'bottoms up' position, then Shen asked "So which of us has the best butt?" Malcom was in a spot; but he had to admit he liked it. 

Malcom took several sips of his drink as his eyes took in the sight of the three fuckable fannies. "Hmmm.. I must say that Benjie has the most desirable bottom; but all three are quite nice." he responded. 

In a heartbeat Shen had dropped to her knees in front of him. "I will get you ready to fuck Benjie's bottom." she said, then her head disappeared under the water and he felt her lips wrap around his cock. He watched as Luli spread Benjie's cheeks and inserted a well-lubed finger into the snug opening. Benjie moaned softly as her anus was prepared. 

Luli, having pushed a second slender digit into her friend's butthole, turned to look Malcom in the eye. "She has never done this." she said. 

Malcom was startled at the declaration. "S-She is an anal virgin?" he asked, his penis growing harder in Shen's sucking mouth. 

"Yes Malcom Reed, she is an anal virgin. Only for you will she do this." Luli told him. "Now come and take her virgin hole." she added. 

Shen pulled her head out from under the water, her fingers wrapping around his organ as she helped him up. "You will go easy on her bottom, Malcom Reed?" she said. He nodded. 

Shen positioned his organ at the niggardly little orifice as Luli held the cheeks wide. He gave a gentle push while watching the point of entry intently. Benjie moaned softly as he wedged the head of his cock into her wrinkled ring. Luli grabbed the bottle of lube and squirted a generous amount around his dick, using a finger to spread it all around his meat. Then she looked up at him and nodded. More pressure, and his dick slipped into Benjie's tight channel about an inch. She grunted in exquisite pain. "Agghhhh.". More lube, and another inch, more grunting and a bit of squirming this time. After several minutes, Malcom had four inches of his seven inside the chocolate beauty's asshole, and could feel the spasms of her rectal muscles and the clenching of her anal sphincter as Luli worked her fingers on Benjie's clitoris. 

Benjie knew that anal sex was expected of her as an 'Orion girl'; but had luckily never been raped in her 'back door' as most of the girls had. It was quite normal for the girls to be forced to submit to anal penetration during their 'initiation' sessions. She had been frightened to attempt the act; but here she was with a human penis in her bottom -- and she was beginning to feel pleasure. She turned her head around as far as she could and looked him in the eye. "Fuck my asshole, Malcom Reed." she said. "I want your cum inside my bottom." she added, wriggling her hips. 

Malcom pulled about half way out, then gripped her silky hips and pushed all seven inches into her rectal chute, bringing a sensual groan from the beautiful woman. His strokes became more rhythmic as he picked up the pace, skewering her virgin asshole as the other girls egged him on. Luli was still manipulating the girl's clit as he buttfucked her, and Benjie's passion was growing with each thrust -- as was his own. She yowled that she was cumming, and the spasms inside her ass channel ripped his seed from his balls as he pounded her bottom, filling her bowels with his seed. "Oh... my... GAWD!" he finally said, his hips still twitching against her firm cheeks. 

Benjie moaned, willing her anal muscles to squeeze the last drops of his semen out of his cock, then squeezed him out. She dropped to the seat she'd been kneeling on and took his still throbbing organ into her mouth -- for the first time. She sucked and licked at his penis, cleaning it thoroughly while making sure his balls were empty. When she was finished, she let the meat slip from her mouth and looked up at him with a smile. "You enjoy my virgin butt, Malcom Reed sir?" she asked. "I enjoyed Malcom Reed in my virgin butt. We can do it again if you like." she told him.

"Hey troops, how about that party?" came Trips voice, interrupting their tub session. "Vida is ordering up some grub and a keg of good ole beer, and we're ready." he added. 

"Sounds good Trip." Malcom responded. "We got us one of those spring pools?" he asked, recalling the earlier suggestion. 

"Yeah, and it's only a hundred meters from here. I'm sure your girls know it." came Trip's reply. "See ya there in thirty minutes. Less if you're ready." he said, turning around and heading for the pool. 

Malcom hopped up onto the edge of the tub and looked at his harem, a big smile growing across his face. "Well ladies, let's party!" he said, swinging his legs out and donning his shorts, shirt and sandals. He watched the girls deftly putting on their bikinis, and within a few minutes they were ready to go. Shen led the way down the path, with Benjie taking his arm and staying very close. 

"I hope you enjoyed your orgasm in my bottom, sir Malcom Reed." she said. 

He put his arm around her and squeezed her gently. "Of course Benjie. And if I have an opportunity to enjoy your bum again, I promise I shall do so." he told her, planting a kiss on her head as they walked. 

Benjie giggled. "My 'bum'?" she said, unfamiliar with the term.

Malcom laughed. "Yes, your bum, your bottom, your lovely little ass." he clarified, reaching down to give her cheeks a gentle squeeze. 

The group arrived at the party site to find Trip, B'Ellana, and Tijay busily setting up small tables around the steaming pool. Trip noticed their arrival and waved. "Hey guys, Vida will be back shortly with food. Beer is at the bar." he told them. Shen and Luli joined the other girls preparing for the festivities. Benjie went behind the bar and poured a cold pint for Malcom, returning to his side. "For you Malcom." she said softly. It was the first time she had used only his first name. 

Trip noticed and laughed. "What, no beer for me?" Tijay heard his call and rushed behind the bar to draw one for him. He hoisted the glass in the air. "To the women of Jural 4." he toasted, clinking his glass against Malcom's. 

"To the women!" Malcom replied, drinking down about half of the pint. 

"Slow down Malcom. You don't want to be too drunk for -- you know -- sex." Benjie said, bumping her hip against his. 

Trip had seen the body language and the look in her eyes. "Well Mister Reed, it looks like you've got a loyal follower there." he said, his eyes moving up and down Benjie's lithe form. "Mind if I try some of that a little later?" he asked. "I mean, of course we can work out some sort of trade." he added. 

Malcom did have an eye for the petite and very svelte B'Ellana, so maybe....

The conversation was interrupted by the sound of a cart drawing close along the path. It was Vida and some other girls pulling a wagon containing a sizable barbecue/smoker and several coolers. "Let the party begin!" Vida shouted, as she and the girls -- none of whom were particularly attractive -- hoisted the grill and the coolers from the cart. The grill was spotless, and quite ready to use. One of the coolers was full of what appeared to be beef steaks -- a favorite of the two men -- while another contained foul of some kind and the third was full of fish. 

Trip took over the preparations for cooking, loading the grill side with the faux 'briquets' which would be heated from beneath with a controlled plasma fire, while the smoker was loaded with real wood chunks from local trees. He had the fires lit and ready before Vida, Shen, Tijay and Luli had the meat prepared. "Now THIS is what I call a party." he exclaimed. "Grilled steaks and beer." he added. 

Malcom nodded. "Make mine medium." he said, referring to his preference for steak. "And I'd like some of those prawns on top of mine." he added. Shen and Luli took care of his requests, putting aside a thick filet and a dozen of the prawns for their man. He watched as they expertly tenderized the steak and seasoned the prawns. He saw Tijay and B'Ellana chopping various fruits and vegetables to garnish the servings of meat. 

Trip headed for the bar, nodding to Malcom to join him. Trip drew another glass for each of them. "These girls are amazing. I sure wouldn't want to pick just one; but if you'd rather I didn't mess with Benjie I'm okay with that." he said, clinking his glass to Malcom's. "But she sure is sweet." he added. 

"Yeah, she's sweet -- and she just gave up her anal cherry to me." Malcom blurted out. 

"No way man. None of these girls even get here without being buttfucked." Trip replied. "She was just jivin' you man." 

"Don't think so. I've never been in anything as tight as that ass." Malcom responded, licking his lips. He nodded to Trip, as Benjie made her way over to them. She took her place at Malcom's side, her slinky body pressed against his.

"What's up boys?" she asked, winking at Trip. 

Malcom, meanwhile, had his eyes fixed on B'Ellana's taut behind as she bent over to sort through one of the coolers. Damn sure would be nice to have some fun in that bum he thought. Then he realized Benjie was there. "Oh we're just having some man talk, nothing you need to worry about." he told her. "Why don't you go help Shen and Tijay get things ready." He suggested. Benjie pouted; but took his suggestion and left them. "So how is B'Ellana's ass?" he asked.

"Very talented." Trip replied, smiling. "She seems to have inherited some pretty hot Klingon blood." he added. "She's not much for cocksucking, and didn't seem to like the idea of being fucked in the ass; but once we got started she was in to it." Trip said. "Not quite the same as a Vulcan butt though." he went on. 

Malcom nodded his agreement. "I must say, Luli sure seemed to know how to work those butt muscles, and she's only half Vulcan." he said.

Trip smiled. "Yeah, well T'Pol is fullblooded Vulcan, and her asshole is amazing." he admitted. "I mean that bitch could suck your cock with her butt, no shit." he added.

The girls had set the table -- but just for the two men. There were pads beneath the table in front of the two chairs, and as soon as they sat down they knew what the pads were for. From under the table came an unidentified voice. "While you boys enjoy your meal, we will take turns enjoying something else. When one of us stops, you will be asked to identify the mouth that was most recently on you. There is a pad and pen next to you on the table, just write down your answers there and we will tally up the scores after you have finished eating." With that explanation, both men found their organs engulfed by an oral cavity. 

"Right!" said Malcom, slicing into his steak. Whoever was on his dick, she wasn't going very deep. His first bite was just steak. "Mmmmm... Quite delicious." he said. "How's yours Trip?" 

"Excellent." Trip replied. His organ was being caressed in ways he'd never experienced, the soft lips gliding down his length while the tongue swirled around the head. Definitely not one of his girls. Maybe this is the lovely Benjie! he thought, cutting another bite of steak. "Well isn't this just the bees knees?" he asked, using vernacular from the southern regions of the good old USA. 

"Bloody brilliant." came Malcom's response. He had concluded that the woman who was working on his dick wasn't one of his, and wasn't particularly fond of fellatio. Perhaps this is B'Ellana?! he wondered. Then she stopped and the voice under the table instructed him to note his guess on the tablet. "Right." he acknowledged. He quickly wrote B'Ellana and grabbed his glass. A moment later a much more eager mouth took his full length and proceeded to suck like a vacuum hose. 

Trip was mid-bite when his cock was suddenly exposed and the voice gave him the instruction. "mmphh." was all he could muster with his mouth full; but he quickly jotted down Benjie on the pad. Before he had finished swallowing, another set of lips wrapped around his penis. While this one didn't seem to go as deep as the first one, her oral talents were well developed and very sensual. "Mmmm. Nice." he grunted. This one could be Tijay he thought, slicing another piece of steak. 

The lewd noises coming from his lap were a bit distracting as Malcom tried to focus on his two tasks -- finishing his meal and identifying the cocksucker. Whoever this was, it again wasn't one of his girls. He'd been sucked off by all three of them, and none of them made these nasty noises while performing fellatio. With a slurrRRRPPPP that was even louder, the fellatrice pulled her lips from his penis and the voice again gave him the instruction. "Damn." he mumbled, having to try and recall the names. He guessed it was Vida, and wrote it down. The third mouth engulfed his meat as he cut himself a slice of the steak, now almost gone. 

The woman giving him head had sucked his balls, fingered his ass, and nearly popped his cork. But now she was gone. He wrote Tijay on the pad and started seriously wolfing down his dinner as he felt another mouth on his organ. He wasn't going to last much longer, and this one knew what she was doing. 

The voice from under the table again addressed them. "This is the third and final round, and your server is expected to bring you to orgasm. You will spray your semen inside her mouth and she will swallow it -- all of it -- before completing her task." The female voice told them. "Enjoy." She added. 

Trip and Malcom greedily finished up the food on their plates as the two women beneath the table worked to get them off. It was only a few minutes before both of the men began ejaculating into the mouth serving their members, grunts and growls of pleasure filling the evening air. Before any of the women came up from under the table, they were given the last instruction, and each wrote their guess on his pad. For Trip it was Luli, and for Malcom it was Shen. All six women then reappeared, quickly attending to the refreshment needs of the two men before settling in the lounges around the patio. 

Trip was the first to speak. "So... ladies... what exactly was this contest about?" he asked, taking a long swallow of his beer. "I mean, being pleasured while having dinner is enjoyable; but what about these guesses we made?" 

Shen stood up and walked over to the table, picking up the two pads with the hand-written names on them. "You were to guess which woman was fellating you each of the three times. I will tabulate the results now." she told them, taking only moments to do so. "There were only five different girls working on you down there, and I see that between the two of you there are six names -- so one of your guesses is incorrect." she declared. 




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"So which one is it?" Malcom asked, getting a bit bothered about the wait. 

"I am the one who had no part in the contest." she began. "So the winner -- with all three of his guesses correct -- is Trip." she said, bringing a round of applause from the ladies. 

Trip laughed and hoisted his glass. "To me!" he said, drinking the remainder of the pint before slamming the glass back down on the table. "So what do I win?" he asked. 

"Your prize is two hours in the hut." Shen replied, smiling broadly. "You may choose any lady -- or ladies -- to join you there and do whatever you like for two hours." she clarified. "Please make your selection or selections and we will begin your time."

Trip couldn't take his eyes off of Benjie. He got Malcom's attention and looked at him with pleading eyes. "I promise I'll be good to her; but I just gotta have her." he whispered to his friend. 

"Oh... no problem man. I don't own her. Enjoy!" Malcom responded, clapping Trip on the shoulder. 

Trip stood up and walked over to Benjie. "I choose Benjie -- alone." he said. 

She gave Malcom a quick glance, as if asking his permission. He nodded. Benjie stood up and put her arm around Trip, pressing her firm breast against his arm. "Let's go, Trip." she said, giving him a big smile. The couple walked into the hut and pulled the curtain across the door. These huts had no doors -- or windows for that matter. 

Shen came over to the table and sat next to Malcom, her musky scent wafting to his nostrils as he finished his beer. "Another beer, Malcom Reed?" she asked. He nodded, and she jumped up and wriggled to the bar. Nice he thought, watching her sultry curves. "I will bring a pitcher for us." she shouted, drawing the beer perfectly and pulling two cold glasses from under the bar. She returned and poured two glasses, handing him one and hoisting the other. "To an evening of pleasure." she said, clinking her glass against his and taking a drink. 

"To pleasure!" he replied. He thought for a few moments, then addressed her. "So.. Shen... that wasn't you?" he asked. 

"No Malcom Reed. It was Vida." she replied. "This is me." she added, lowering her head to his lap and taking his dick in her mouth. 

He sat back and watched as the beautiful girl worked his organ expertly with her lips and tongue, drawing it into her mouth with suction until he was again fully erect. "Yeah baby, that's good." he whispered, picking up his beer and taking a long pull. She sucked his cock for a solid twenty minutes, pausing briefly when she sensed him getting close. He didn't want to cum again this way -- at least not yet, and pulled her head up. 

"Not good Malcom Reed?" she asked, a pouty look on her face. 

"Oh no Shen, it's fine. I'm just not ready yet." he replied, stroking her hair softly. Then he noticed Luli and B'Ellana engaged in a passionate session of their own on one of the large pads on the patio. He could hear B'Ellana's mewls as Luli worked her lips down over the firm little mounds of her bosom, her fingers dipping between B'Ellana's legs to manipulate her pussy. Then Luli licked her way down her lover's belly and she buried her face in B'Ellana's crotch. 

"You like watching girls, Malcom Reed?" Shen asked, giggling as she watched his face getting red. "I am sure they wouldn't mind if you joined them." she added.

"W-well... no... watching is fine for now." Malcom replied. But his cock was still hard, and the sight of the two girls getting after it was very stimulating! 

Shen noticed his arousal, and without his noticing she reached down between her own legs to make sure her opening was moist. Without a word, she put one leg over him and sat down on his meat, reaching between them to guide his penis to her pussy. Her lips found his and engaged him in a passionate kiss as her hips drove down to engulf his erection inside her cunt. "ohhhhh... fuck me Malcom Reed. Fuck me!" she whispered in his ear, letting her tongue work it's way around his earlobe. 

It was the first pussy he had been in since they arrived! He reveled in the wet heat of her loins as she bounced up and down on his cock. "Ahhhh Shen. Your pussy is so hot baby." he told her, reaching around to grasp her fleshy buttocks to guide her. He could feel the clenching of her vaginal muscles around his dick, and controlled the pace of her thrusts to make this fuck last a good long time. "Bloody wonderful Shen." he moaned, letting his hands roam up her sides to find the firm globes of her tits. 

"You like pussy Malcom Reed?" she asked, holding her hips down and deliberately clenching her muscles around his organ. "My pussy likes you!" she whispered. Her hips began to move again, her breath getting labored. "Now FUCK ME!" she groaned, bouncing up and down on his lap. Minutes later she couldn't hold back any longer. "I'm cumming Malcom Reed. FUCK ME!" she yowled. "YIAHHYIAHHHYIAHHHHHH." 

He let her ride his cock to her climax, managing to maintain his own passion below the boiling point as she fucked herself with his meat. She finally stopped spasming, her face buried in his neck, her snug pussy still engulfing his erect organ. "Good for you, Shen?" he asked, chuckling softly as his hands gently rubbed her back. 

Shen shuddered. "I have not had such pleasure in many weeks, Malcom Reed." she said hoarsely. "I am very grateful for your fuck. Now we need to find pleasure for you!" 

Malcom laughed, lifting her off of his lap and helping her sit. He poured them both another beer and looked at the beauty next to him. "I am glad I could help you." he said. He looked back over and saw that now it was B'Ellana who had her face between Luli's thighs and was obviously eating some pussy. Her taut backside was pointed straight at him, and he could see the sopping wet lips of her pussy and the tiny wrinkle of her anus. 

Shen saw where he was looking. "You want to fuck B'Ellana, Malcom Reed?" she asked. He nodded and she jumped up, grabbing the two glasses and the pitcher. "Come." She said, walking to the table adjacent to the pad where the two girls writhed. 

Malcom followed her over, his eyes fixed on B'Ellana's backside. His erection stood straight out from his crotch, eager to find a willing opening. 

"You want to fuck her pussy, or her bottom?" Shen asked him matter-of-factly. 

"Both." Malcom replied. Then he knelt behind the petite girl and let Shen guide his penis into B'Ellana's snug pussy. 

She had already had a glorious orgasm driven by Luli's tongue, lips, and fingers, and now there was a familiar pressure at her cunt, and... "AHHMMMPHHHH." she squealed as the cock pushed inside her. Shen leaned down to whisper in her ear that it was Malcom. She didn't stop eating Luli's tasty pussy, in fact began grinding her face against the open maw of the woman's pussy as the stiff organ thrust in and out of her vaginal chute. 

Malcom stayed upright, giving him the view he wanted of his dick sliding into her pussy, her little sphincter ring winking at him just above. He dug his thumbs into her firm cheeks and splayed them wide to fully expose B'Ellana's asshole -- the hole he wanted to cum in. He watched as Shen gently ran two of her fingers around his cock, gathering plenty of B'Ellana's natural lubricant and drawing it up to work it into the girl's anal port. B'Ellana moaned softly at the lewd contact, pushing her hips up to encourage the digits. He could feel the penetration with his dick as Shen slowly inserted both of her slender digits into B'Ellana's ass, not stopping until her hand was flat against the firm cheeks. 

"Fuck her ass now, Malcom Reed." Shen told him. "She is ready for you." she added.

He slowly withdrew his penis from the wet heat of B'Ellana's cunt and pressed the head of his organ against the wrinkled port into her bottom. Then he grasped her slender hips and applied pressure until the ring of muscle relaxed to accept the bulbous head inside her back door. There was a muffled squeal; but no resistance from the petite girl as he pushed half of his cock up her ass. "Oh gawd, so tight B'Ellana." he groaned. "Wha...?" he gasped as he felt the tip of Shen's tongue worming it's way into his ass. 

"Fuck her butt, Malcom Reed. I will lick yours." Shen said, holding his buttocks apart so she could work her tongue an inch up his asshole. 

Malcom's hips slowly worked his raging hardon in and out of B'Ellana's rectum, the exquisite clenching of her tight channel gripping him in a velvet vise. He tried to manage the pace; but sensed from her squeals that she was rapidly reaching another climax. "Oh gawd B'Ellana. OH GAWD. I'M CUMMING TOO!" he roared, slamming his organ into her bottomhole as he sensed her peak as well. The spasms around his meat were almost too much for his sensitized dick, but he pumped the woman's asshole full of his semen as she collapsed to her belly on the mat. "Damn. That was fucking tight!" he said hoarsely, rolling off of her and onto his back. 

Shen was instantly on her knees with her mouth on his cock, sucking and licking him clean after his ejaculation in B'Ellana's backside. "There you go, Malcom Reed." she said, smiling at him. 

He looked at B'Ellana's naked form, still laying bottom-up on the pad. He reached over and ran his fingers down her back, feeling the Klingon ridges. "Thanks babe." he said softly, giving her firm cheek an affectionate pat. Then he got up and went back to the table, joining Shen, who had been joined by Vida and Tijay. 

"Looked pretty exciting!" Tijay told him. "You like the back door always?" she asked him. "Maybe you can try my bottom later?" she suggested. 

"It's all good really." he replied, taking a long drink of his beer. 





Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 06



Author's Note: For those readers who are not familiar with the 'In a Mirror Darkly' espisodes of Star Trek Enterprise, this is an episode in which Archer and the crew are seen as they would be in a 'mirror' universe. Archer is a power-hungry jerk. These episodes (a two-parter, actually) puts the 'Ho' in Hoshi.

This is a work of fiction, although loosely based on two particular episodes of a popular sci-fi series. I own neither the series nor the characters; but I do own the work presented here. I have taken significant liberties with the characters, and hope you enjoy it!





Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 06



T'Pol frantically worked the muscles of her throat as her lips clenched the root of his hard member. She swirled around his cock with her tongue, trying to bring him to orgasm. It was a little difficult to focus with her Asian opponent sucking on her pussy and fingering her ass; but before too long Archer pulled his cock most of the way out of her mouth then began fucking her face. 

"I'm cumming subcommander, prepare to swallow." Archer told her, his hips pounding hard against her captive mouth. "aahhhh... Aaahhhh... AAHHHHH.... YEAHHHHHHH... SUCK IT!" he growled, skewering her oral cavity and spraying his seed down her sucking throat. "Suck it dry and clean it off with your tongue, bitch." he ordered. "Computer – stop timer." he called. Then he yanked his penis out of her mouth and his thumb out of Hoshi's asshole. "Computer, report time elapsed and record as T'Pol oral, round 1." Archer instructed.

"Elapsed time is... six minutes, thirty-seven seconds. Recorded as... T'Pol oral, round 1." the computer replied. 

"Computer, reset timer." Archer said. "And you girls can go back to your mutual cunt-sucking while I prepare for the next round." he told them, going back for a refill on his drink. He sat back and enjoyed the mewls of pleasure coming from the two competitors. This could work out well. he thought, taking a long swallow of his whiskey as he came around the end where Hoshi's mouth worked on T'Pol's pussy. He could see that Sato had two fingers pushed into the Vulcan's asshole, and both women were squirming and moaning in raw lust. Time for more cock! 

Archer put down his glass and stepped up onto the small platform he had placed at that end of the table, raising his body such that his dick matched up with the woman's mouth. He grabbed a handful of the Asian woman's hair and pulled her head back, positioning his bulbous head at her open mouth. "Computer – start timer." he barked, pushing half of his shaft into Hoshi's mouth. "Suck it, bitch. See if you can beat your Vulcan girlfriend's time to get me off." he told her. He reached down and pushed two fingers into T'Pol's pussy to replace the mouth that was now sucking on his dick, and began stroking into both holes. He felt the muscles in Hoshi's throat clenching around the head of his cock as he burrowed deep into her oral cavity and held her head there. "Yeah bitch, work that throat on my cock. Make me cum." Archer ordered. After a good thirty seconds of choking her, he pulled back to let her breathe, then started fucking her face with abandon. 

"GLMPHHHH GLAGHHHHH GLPMFHALHHHH." came Hoshi's muffled grunts as she sucked voraciously on her captain's penis. She barely noticed T'Pol's tongue on her clit, or the three fingers now stretching her butthole as she worked her lips and tongue to get Archer off. She felt the first spasm of his organ and took a deep breath to prepare for the flood of semen she knew was coming. 

"Oh yeah Hoshi, SUCK MY COCK!" Archer barked, slamming his meat in and out of her mouth as his orgasm overcame him. "GAGH.. YIAHHH.. OHHHHKKKK... YEAHHHH... SUCKKK..MEEEEE....DRYYYYYYY!!!" he howled, blasting the Asian beauty's mouth full of his sticky seed. "Computer – Stop Timer!" he called, sliding gently in and out of Hoshi's mouth until he couldn't stand any more. "Oh yeah baby, that's what I'm talkin' about!" he told her, letting go of her hair and letting her head fall back down between T'Pol's thighs. 

"Computer, report elapsed time and record as Sato oral, round 1." Archer commanded.

"Elapsed time is... six minutes, twenty-three seconds. Recorded as... Sato oral, round 1." The computer responded.

"Computer, reset timer." Archer ordered. He looked over and noted that the two women had already gone back to their mutual pleasure, he didn't need to tell them to do it. "Ahhhh, this is going well ladies. Not much different – yet. Next we will move on to the cunts, so get them ready for cock." he instructed, pouring another refill. "Would either of you care for a short break?" he offered. All he got by way of response was muffled mewls of lust. He went around the table to the end where the Vulcan's mouth worked on the Asian twat and watched, his penis regaining its erection at the lewd scene. Hoshi's pink pussy was quite a sight, her labia glistening with her juices and T'Pol's saliva. There were three slender Vulcan digits stretching her sphincter, pushing all the way in to the hilt and twisting in the tight opening. But it was the Vulcan pussy he wanted first, so he walked around to the other end, sliding the platform out of the way and pushing his cockhead against the wet opening. 

"Computer – start timer." Archer commanded, pushing his cock all the way into T'Pol's hot vaginal channel in a single thrust. He pushed Hoshi's head back down. "Keep sucking that clit bitch." he hissed. Then he started slowly sliding his shaft in and out of the slippery canal between those lithe thighs, savoring the heat of her body with each stroke. "Damn that pussy is hot!" he exclaimed. Then he felt the clenching muscles as T'Pol worked her tunnel around his penis, and burrowed into her until he could go no further. "Make me cum with that hot pussy, subcommander." Archer ordered. 

T'Pol's Vulcan discipline allowed her to process both the focused muscle control in her cunt and her ministrations on the gushing Asian pussy over her mouth, working diligently to bring pleasure to both 'partners' – as she knew Archer would expect. She sensed Ensign Sato's climb toward her climax and added a fourth finger in her backside. Her vaginal muscles rippled around Archer's cock, and before long she sensed his rise toward the peak as well. "mmmphhhh... yessssss.... Cummmmm..." she mewled, her tongue flicking wildly at Sato's clit. She felt the twitch of Archer's penis inside her, and willed her muscles to alternately grip and release the spasming organ until she felt him begin to spill his seed. 

"OHGAWD!!! OHYESSSSSS!!!! CUMMING!!!" came Archer's squawks.

"MPHHHH...GIYAAAHHHH... AWWWWWWW!!" came Sato's squeals.

Archer fired spurt after spurt of semen into the Vulcan's clenching pussy, not needing to stroke or thrust to ejaculate into her belly. Then he pulled his dick out of her pussy, yanked Hoshi's head up by her hair and shoved it into her mouth. "Clean me off, bitch!" he spat. "Computer – stop timer." he ordered, letting Sato work on his cock until it was clean, then withdrawing from her pretty mouth and letting her hair go. "Subcommander, that is some pussy you have there!" he told her. 

"Computer, report elapsed time and record as T'Pol, pussy round 1." Archer ordered.

"Elapsed time is... seven minutes, fourteen seconds – recorded as... T'Pol, pussy round 1." the computer reported. 

"Computer, reset timer." he said. Then he noticed Hoshi's hips wriggling at the other end of the table, and went around to check things out. She had been unable to handle more contact after her orgasm, and had shaken T'Pol's fingers from her asshole. The wrinkled opening gaped a good twenty millimeters, the pink tissues of her rectum a stark contrast with the light brown of her anal ring. "Cute." Archer said, pushing his index finger up Hoshi's ass, causing her to writhe and moan in raw lust. He wiggled and twisted the digit in her velvety bottom, enjoying the clenching of her muscles. "This is gonna be fun." he told them, pulling his finger out and sticking it into T'Pol's mouth. "Tasty ass, eh subcommander?" he laughed. The Vulcan beauty suckled his digit like a baby on a teat. He pulled it out with a lewd plop and went for another shot of whiskey.

"Okay girls, one more round of pussy, then it's time for the main event." Archer said, chuckling loudly. "I offered before, and I'm doing so now – you may take a short break if you feel you need it." This time, Hoshi's struggles indicated she might take him up on the offer.

"Y-yes... a break, my captain." Hoshi mumbled, struggling against the restraints at her knees and the strap across her back. 

Archer unclipped one end of the strap and disconnected the restraints at her knees, then helped the Asian beauty down from on top of the lithe Vulcan. Then he unfastened T'Pol's restraints and helped her dismount. "Perhaps some refreshment ladies?" he suggested. Both women nodded vigorously. Archer poured each a glass and sat down opposite them, smiling.

T'Pol was first to break the silence. "Captain, I must say this is not what I expected." she began, pulling one knee up which had the affect of splaying her pussy wide open. 

Archer looked at her quizzically. "I'm not sure I follow you, subcommander?" he queried. 

The Vulcan thought for a few moments. "Well sir, this seems like more of a test for you than for us. I mean – how many times can you climax in a limited period of time?" she clarified. 

"Oh, don't worry about me subcommander. I can keep with both of you." Archer began. "The key here is for each of you to control your own passion and at the same time focus on achieving orgasm for me with your openings. I think so far we have a damn good contest, don't you?" he asked. 

"Well sir, we're only halfway through round 1, right?" Hoshi suggested. "So you're sure you are good to go all the way through round 1?" she continued. "I mean, we wouldn't have a fair contest if we don't." Sato concluded. 

"Like I said, don't worry about my stamina. I'll be fine." Archer responded. "Time to mount up again ladies." he told them. 

T'Pol and Hoshi moved over to the apparatus and climbed on as Archer moved around it to fasten their restraints. Once they were in position and settled, he wrapped the strap over Hoshi's back and affixed it's latch. "You may as well get yourselves started. T'Pol, I think Hoshi's pussy needs some warmup. Get with it." he ordered.

Archer went into his bedroom and checked the video. It was capturing two different angles at each end of the table, and the results looked quite good. Satisfied, he rejoined the women in the living area, walking to the end of the table where Sato's pussy awaited. 

"Ready?" he asked, putting his cock at the Asian's snug vaginal opening. "Computer – start timer." Archer commanded, sliding his cock into Ensign Sato's seething canal as his thumb pushed past her sphincter and into her tight asshole. She howled at the brutal double-penetration; but dutifully returned to her oral ministrations of T'Pol's pussy. "That's a good girl, suck that Vulcan cunt." Archer ordered, stroking his cock in and out of Sato's hot vaginal canal. Then he shoved it all the way in and held it there. "Time for you to make me cum with your pussy, bitch." he spat, feeling her muscles begin to clench around his penis. "Subcommander, why don't you suck on my balls while the Ensign tries to get me off." Archer instructed. 

T'Pol wasn't enthusiastic about following his instruction, as it was likely the act of orally stimulating his testicles would speed his climax in her opponent's pussy – and give Sato an advantage in the competition. She also knew that Archer expected her compliance. She stuck her tongue out and flicked at his taut ball sac, occasionally nibbling at them with her lips. 

"I said SUCK MY BALLS!" Archer shouted. 

She did as he demanded, taking first one of the orbs in her mouth, then the other. She suckled them gently, swirling her tongue around the sensitive spheres. The object of her oral attention was suddenly ripped from her mouth as Archer's hips pulled back and he began fucking Sato's cunt with long, hard thrusts. DAMN! she thought, recognizing the early signs of orgasm. 

"Yeah bitch, make me cum now. Squeeze my cock with that hot pussy." Archer ordered, driving his shaft into her belly and holding it there. "COME ON BITCH!" he growled. Then his climax arrived, his hips pounding his spasming organ into her heated depths depositing blast after copious blast of his semen inside her. He emptied his last squirt in her womb and yanked it out, pushing it fully into the Vulcan mouth below. "Suck me clean bitch." he ordered.

"Computer – stop timer." Archer commanded. "Computer – report elapsed time and record as Hoshi, pussy, round 1." 

"Elapsed time is... six minutes, fifty-four seconds. Recorded as.... Hoshi, pussy, round 1." reported the computer.

"Computer – reset timer." Archer ordered, retreating quickly to refresh his drink. "Well ladies, this is a very close competition so far. I'm impressed. The next round will be anal, and I must say T'Pol has some advantages there." he said. "So T'Pol I want to make sure that you stay focused on your opponents' pussy while I am fucking her ass." 

He finished his drink and walked back over to the table, reaching down to push a finger up the Vulcan's butthole for stimulation. His erection was immediate, and he wasted no time. The bulbous head of his organ pressed against T'Pol's anus, and he felt her muscles as they tried to pull him inside. "Computer – start timer." he ordered, applying pressure with his hips and sliding inside the receptive chute into her backside. "Ahhhhhh.... So nice." 

T'Pol was ready for this. She knew her back door was superior to Sato's with her muscle control. She attacked her opponent's pussy with her tongue and lips as she felt his shaft push inside her rectum. "Ahhhhhh..." she moaned softly, wriggling her hips as his meat invaded her bowels. She felt Hoshi's tongue on her clit, and focused on Archer's organ in her ass.

Archer pushed his cock to the hilt in her bottom and held it there. The rippling of her rectal muscles was incredible on his penis. "Damn that's good!" he grunted, trying his best to hold out. His fingers ran up and down Sato's sides, reaching under to fondle the firm orbs of her breasts as T'Pol's asshole gripped and released his raging hardon. He didn't move at all, her talented chute doing the work as she drove him toward orgasm with steady contractions. "Oh jeezus subcommander. Your butt is amazing!" he grunted. 

Hoshi wasn't eager about her manipulation of her opponent's pussy, as she knew the game could be over if she drove the Vulcan to a climax. She knew T'Pol's ass would convulse around her captain's penis and force him over the edge. She lightly lapped at the slippery lips of T'Pol's vulva, occasionally finding the erect nubbin hidden there. Her eyes carefully watching Archer's groin pressed against the cheeks below her. All she could do now was hope. Hope that Jonathan could hold out against the formidable onslaught of the Vulcan's asshole for just a minute longer....

T'Pol tried to focus on Archer's organ inside her; but the maddening contact on her pussy was making it difficult. It was like her opponent knew exactly how to drag this out. She clenched her anal ring and rippled the muscles in her rectal canal along his shaft, hoping he would cum. She felt his cock jerk inside her ass, and willed her rectal chute to draw him over the edge of passion. 

Archer held out as long as he could; but the exquisite depths of the Vulcan's bottom just became too much. "AHHHHHHHGAWDDDDD!!!" he howled, drawing his hips back and driving into her rippling asshole. He spasmed once – twice – then a third and final time before his seed began spurting into her bowels. "Yiahhh... YIAGHHHH.... JEEZFUCKYIAHHH!!!" he howled, filling her mucky rectum with his semen. Then he pulled the sticky organ out and pushed it into Sato's waiting mouth. "Suck me clean, Hoshi. Suck me clean." He held his hips still and let her whip her tongue around his dick.

"Computer – stop timer." Archer ordered. "Report elapsed time and record as T'Pol, anal, round 1."

"Elapsed time is... five minutes, fifty-three seconds. Recorded as... T'Pol, anal, round 1." the computer responded.

"Computer – reset timer." Archer ordered. Then he walked around to the opposite end of the table where Hoshi's snug bottom awaited. He leaned in close, his thumbs spreading the firm cheeks wide to expose her delicate wrinkle. Then his tongue wormed its way inside her nether port, preparing her for his cock. 

"Hey, you can't do that captain!" T'Pol said abruptly. 

Archer put the head of his semi-turgid organ at the Vulcan's lips, pushing inside her mouth. "I can do whatever I want, subcommander. If I want to suck Hoshi's ass, I will suck her ass. Now YOU can suck my cock and get me nice and hard and wet." he barked. With that he reached beneath the table and pulled out the jar of 'lube', opening it and gathering a large dollop on his middle finger. While he fucked T'Pol's face, his finger found Hoshi's anus and spread the numbing lubricant around the snug opening. Then he gathered more from the jar and pushed his finger into Sato's bottom, spreading the jelly around her anal chute as he fucked T'Pol's mouth. 

Archer pulled his penis from the Vulcan's suckling lips and pressed the head against the Asian beauty's niggardly sphincter. "Computer – start timer." he ordered, applying pressure with his hips until the head of his penis pushed inside Hoshi's tender hole. Then he grasped her lithe hips and pushed his length up her butt, bringing a grunt of pain from the pretty woman. "Make me come with your ass now Hoshi. Squeeze my cock with your butthole." 

Hoshi felt completely full when her captain shoved his erection into her behind; but somehow it felt really good. She tried to remember her lessons with the sensor-tube, and willed her rectal muscles to work on his organ. Then she felt T'Pol's tongue whip around her clit, her slender fingers dipping into her vaginal passage. "OHHKKKK GAWDD." she mewled, grinding her cunt onto the Vulcan's sucking mouth. The huge member stretching her anus was no longer a source of pain, the numbing lube was now causing her rectum to spasm around that shaft. She could feel his penis twitching inside her backside. She might just do this!

Archer was in sexual bliss as he felt the buttery-smooth walls of Sato's bottom clenching around his cock. He pulled almost all the way out, then glided back inside slowly, savoring the heat of her sensitive bottomhole. "Oh gawd Hoshi. Your ass is so good. SO FUCKING GOOD!" he shouted. "AWGGGHHHHH... CUMMMMINGGGGG...." He howled, pounding his cock into her receptive behind as his balls emptied themselves into her bowels. He held it inside her until he was sure he was empty, then yanked it out and roughly shoved the mucky organ into T'Pol's oral orifice. "Suck me clean, Vulcan bitch!" he barked. "Computer – stop timer." 

Archer looked down at the tender, reddened opening that was Hoshi Sato's asshole, gaping wide as it recovered from the sodomy. He could see the sticky white ooze of his semen in her hole, and lightly touched her spasming sphincter as T'Pol sucked the leftovers from his meat. "Damn good ass, Ensign." he said.

"Computer – report elapsed time and record as Hoshi, anal, round 1." Archer ordered.

"Elapsed time is.... Five minutes, fifty-eight seconds, recorded as.... Hoshi, anal, round 1." came the computer's report.

"Computer – reset timer." Archer ordered, reaching over to release the strap and restraints, helping first Hoshi then T'Pol from the apparatus. Although he had hoped to have more stamina, he realized he was pretty well spent. "Computer, total the times for T'Pol and Hoshi separately and report the totals." he commanded.

"Total elapsed time for T'Pol is..... Nineteen minutes, forty-four seconds. Total elapsed time for Hoshi is.... Nineteen minutes, fifteen seconds." came the call. 

"Well, that was certainly close." Archer said, "But I the result is inescapable. Round 2 goes to Ensign Sato." he added. He poured them each a drink and held his glass up. "To Hoshi!" he toasted. "To Ensign Sato." T'Pol toasted. Hoshi nodded and drank her whiskey in a single swallow. She held out her glass and Archer refilled it. "We should all get some rest. Tomorrow will be a busy day." he told them. "The competition is tied, so we will have at least one more session." Archer said. "After our stop at the Starbase." he added. 




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The two women gathered their garments, putting them on hastily and leaving without further conversation. Hoshi's ass was too sore for her to make coherent conversation, and T'Pol was fighting anger at having to help Sato win the session. They rode together in the turbolift – to the same deck – and said nothing as they headed opposite directions to their quarters. Each had their own difficulties sleeping that night – unlike Archer who was out like a light and slept the night through. 

*** Continued in Chapter 7 – The Incident at Delta 4 ***



Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 07



Author's Note: For those readers who are not familiar with the 'In a Mirror Darkly' espisodes of Star Trek Enterprise, this is an episode in which Archer and the crew are seen as they would be in a 'mirror' universe. Archer is a power-hungry jerk. These episodes (a two-parter, actually) puts the 'Ho' in Hoshi.

This is a work of fiction, although loosely based on two particular episodes of a popular sci-fi series. I own neither the series nor the characters; but I do own the work presented here. I have taken significant liberties with the characters, and hope you enjoy it!





Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 07



"Yeah, I guess. You could fly a fucking shuttle through this thing." Archer said, chuckling. 

They took a turbolift to the 'mall' level, then a short corridor to the mall itself. There were dozens of small shops and a few entertainment establishments. The two men swung into a drinking establishment that seemed to be very popular. His senior staff was there, along with Major Hayes and several of the station officers. "Looks like everyone is getting along pretty well." Archer said. 

"Seems that way sir." Malcom said, leading the Captain to the table where Trip, T'Pol, Travis and Hayes were conversing loudly with a major and two Lieutenants from the station -- along with three attractive girls who were apparently not 'with' anyone in particular. Trip introduced the Captain to those he didn't know and had the waitress bring him a pint of Andorian Ale. Trip and Travis had obviously enjoyed a few of the potent brews, and T'Pol was busy pushing them and the major off of her body. 

"We need more women!" Trip said, slurring his words and throwing an arm over the Vulcan's shoulder, giving her left breast a quick feel before she managed to react. 

"And NOT me!" T'Pol said angrily. 

"Awwwww... c'mon honey, we're here to party, aren't we?" Travis said, slurring even more than Trip. His hands didn't make it all the way to her body before she dodged them and gave him a shove. He nearly fell of his chair, even though her push was a gentle one. 

"Okay boys, you want women that's fine. My Science officer clearly does not wish to be one of them. Hands off!" Archer ordered, catching T'Pol's eye. She nodded her thanks. "Barkeep! Bring us more girls!" Archer commanded. Within minutes four more girls joined them, two of them next to the Captain who clearly enjoyed the attention. One of them was human, a middle-Eastern girl with stunning features and a body to match. The other was Andorian, her luminescent blue skin looking exceptional beneath a see-thru and skin-tight lace 'suit'. 

The Andorian smiled at Archer, lightly brushing her fingers along the tops of his ears. "I am Shanal." she told him, her thigh pressing against his beneath the table. "I am here to satisfy your every need, my Captain." 

Then the other girl got his attention, resting her hand atop his penis. "I am Adrina, and your every wish is my command." she told him, emphasizing the last word by squeezing his dick with her slender fingers. 

"Well then." Archer said. "Let the Boarding Party begin!" He looked around, and Hayes was already in a semi-private 'booth' with one of the girls, who was stroking his exposed organ as they kissed. Trip was being attended to by a young woman who looked to be Orion mixed with -- perhaps -- human. Malcom, while he was at least smiling, seemed not to want the attentions of the lovely young human leaning on him. T'Pol was her usual stoic Vulcan self, observing the illogical festivities without emotion. Travis appeared to have a young woman under the table, her head in a strategic location. He drank his Ale and invited both of the girls to join him in one of the private booths. The three of them headed that direction; but Adrina was intercepted along the way, leaving Archer alone with Shanal. 

"Another drink, my Captain?" Shanal offered, waving the waitress over. "I noticed you have a preference for beverages from my home." she added, ordering two more. "And what about your interests in women? Have you ever enjoyed making love with an Andorian girl before, my Captain?" she asked, her hands moving slowly over his neck and shoulders. 

Archer shook his head; but smiled at the lovely woman. "I've heard that Andorian girls have a thing for -- uh -- unconventional practices. Is that true?" Archer asked, his hands roaming over her curves. She had very firm breasts -- he guessed they were about 35C, and her hips were an inch bigger than that. Her ass was quite nicely shaped, with a deep cleft and definitive junction between cheek and thigh. 

"Well, I guess that depends on what you mean by... unconventional. Do you mean... kinky sex?" she asked, laughing softly. "Some of us do indeed." she added.

"And you?" Archer asked.

"I do." Shanal replied, her fingers stroking what was now a raging hardon. She dropped to her knees, freed his cock, and sucked it into her warm mouth. 

Archer took a long drink of his ale, enjoying the sensations of the Andorian oral cavity as Shanal worked his meat. She was a pretty good cocksucker, but he really wanted to find out if what he had heard about other openings was true. He'd heard that the vagina of an Andorian woman had muscles -- and control of them -- that was similar to the Vulcan female anus and rectum. He intended to find out if that was true. He reached down and pulled her up by her antennae -- gently. 

"You do not enjoy fellatio, my Captain?" Shanal asked, disappointed that Archer had stopped her. 

Archer reached down between her legs, discovering that her garment was open at the crotch. His fingers found the damp folds of her pussy and worked their way inside her. He kissed her on the lips, forcing his tongue into her mouth. Shanal didn't seem to know what to do with that; but she responded to his passion. She was seated on a stool, her legs now spread wide as his fingers manipulated her wet cunt. Archer moved between her thighs and pushed his erection inside her. 

She grunted with the initial pain of his penetration; but willed her body to respond. "You have a very large organ, my Captain. Larger than any I have previously experienced." Shanal told him, her lips nibbling at his neck as he thrust into her warmth. 

"It is called a cock, Shanal. You will call it my COCK." Archer said, emphasizing the word with a sharp thrust all the way into her pussy. 

"Your cock fills me up, my Captain. I wish to please your cock many times." Shanal told him. She felt his hands roaming over her backside, pulling at her full cheeks as he fucked her. She reached down and stopped his thrust with his cock almost completely withdrawn from her body. "What I really want is this..." she said, reaching down to pull his dick from her vagina, rotating her hips, and repositioning his member at the entrance to her ass. "Fuck me here." she whispered in his ear. 

Archer pushed his penis into her asshole, feeling the tight, mostly dry squeeze of her smooth hole as she moaned loudly with the intrusion. "Is this what you meant by kinky sex?" he asked her, gripping her soft hips and jamming his organ all the way up her butt. 

"ohGAWDDDD.." she squealed, crying out as he began forcefully skewering her tight rump. He reached over to the table and found a dish with some sauce in it, dipped his finger in, then smeared his cock with the substitute lubricant. Then he pushed back into her ass and established a steady rhythm. His hands gripped her round breasts, squeezing the firm orbs; but the pain remained. She held her hands against his chest. "Please... please... put it back in my pussy." Shanal pleaded. She was grateful when his organ withdrew from her back passage.

"This is what I wanted anyway bitch!" Archer hissed at her, pulling his cock from her tight, dry butt and pushing it deep into her wetness. "Yeah baby, your pussy is so hot!" he said hoarsely, pounding into the moist heat of her vaginal canal with long strokes. He fucked the blue-skinned beauty until he felt the first twitch, then paused to let his lust subside. He glanced around the room again and saw Malcom and the major double-teaming one of the girls, buffeting her lithe young body with their thrusts into her cunt and asshole. She was letting out a little squeal with each of their strokes, one hand wrapped around Malcom as he screwed her pussy, the other hand reaching back to feel the major's body as he slammed into her backside. 

Shanal had only tried anal because one of her friends told her that humans preferred it. Her own experience with the act had not been pleasant, with the club owner forcing her to do it during her 'interview'. But this would be a 'paying' customer, and she wanted him to enjoy her enough to compensate her well. Her asshole was very sore after Archer's large penis had stretched the opening; but now she had his organ in the hole she enjoyed, and was able to manipulate the intruder with her muscles. She sensed his pause, and gripped his shaft, clenching her vagina around his hard meat. 

"OhhhhhhNICE..." Archer said, feeling the squeeze of her love tunnel. "Think you can make me cum with those muscles?" he asked her, twitching his organ inside her. 

"MmmmHmmmm..." Shanal replied, setting her insides into a rhythmic clench/release action as she watched his eyes roll back. "Feels good, mmmm?" she whispered. 

"Yesssss..." Archer replied, moving his hips to piston his cock in and out a few strokes before sliding all the way in. "Do it..." he told her. "Work my cock with your hot cunt." 

"Like.... THISSSSS?" the Andorian asked, writhing her hips and rippling the muscles of her vaginal channel up and down his turgid shaft. "Ooooooo... my Captain likes it in my hot pussy, doesn't he?" she said lewdly, adding some small thrusts to the other tantalizing sensations. She knew 'the look', and felt his penis spasm inside her as his climax grew near. "Cum in my hot pussy, my Captain. Cum for me." she said softly.

"mmmyeAHHH... babyYIAHHHH... ohYEAHHHH..." Archer grunted, his seed spilling into her belly. Then she pushed him away, dropping to her knees between his legs. 

Shanal took his dripping cock into her mouth, sucking the last of his semen out and lapping his shaft clean with her tongue. She held the organ in her oral cavity until she felt him soften slightly, knowing his climax was truly finished. She allowed his penis to slip from her lips with a loud SLURRRP, then looked up at his handsome face. "Okay, my Captain?" she asked, licking his semen from the edges of her mouth. 

"Okay, my Andorian friend." Archer replied, swallowing the last of his ale. He held up the empty glass, looking at her with a grin. "I'm thirsty." he said.

Shanal got the message, pulling herself up from the floor and waving the waitress over. She ordered another round, then returned her gaze to Jonathan Archer. "So, what do you think, my Captain?" she asked no specific question.

"About what?" Archer responded.

"About taking on a few new crew members?" she asked. "I know about your ship, about your mission. I cannot speak for the others; but Adrina is trained in Worp field dynamics and propulsion systems, and I have expertise and experience with weapons and targeting sensors. We may be of assistance to you." Shanal replied, making her case well. 

"You mean, assistance other than providing pleasure." Archer said, chuckling.

"Of course. Technical expertise by day, pleasure by night my Captain." she said.

"Well I guess it will not hurt to discuss your offer with my staff." Archer replied, looking around the room. Everyone except T'Pol was still there, Malcom and Hayes having apparently finished their pummeling of the young woman who was sitting on Malcom's lap now. Adrina was with them, teasing Trip with a sensuous dance. Archer looked over at Shanal. "Let's go!" he said, standing up and heading to the 'main' table. The Andorian followed him respectfully.

Archer looked around at the men and women, a smile growing on his face. "I trust you have all found this evening to be -- uh -- pleasurable?" he asked. Everyone nodded. "Good. Shanal tells me that we have ourselves some women with skills other than fucking!" he exclaimed with a hearty laugh. "She has told me about the expertise of herself and Adrina. I would like to know if there are others in our midst who might lend a hand on our ship?" Archer said. The Orion girl, who went by 'Lilian', held up her hand. Archer nodded. "Let's hear it girl."

"I am a qualified astrometrics analyst, with expertise in both sensors and mapping technologies, sir." Lilian replied. "And my friend Marvis is a multi-species medical technician." she added, pointing toward a girl who was attending to the needs of a young human officer on the other side of the bar. 

"Excellent!" Archer replied, looking around. "Any more?" he asked. There were no additional responses. "Alright, well... what do you men think?" he asked. "Trip? Malcom? Major?" 

The three officers looked at each other, then back at their Captain. All three broke out in laughter. 

Archer joined them. "I will take that as a yes." he said. Then he looked at Shanal. "Have your friends gather their things and meet us back here in one hour. We will take you back to our ship and begin the process." he told her.

Shanal didn't know what 'the process' entailed, and didn't care. "One hour, my Captain. Thank you." she replied, calling the ladies together and giving them the news. Moments later all four of the girls were gone from the bar.

Trip poured Archer a glass of ale from the pitcher and held his own glass high. "To new meat!" he laughed.

Archer, Malcom and Hayes all responded. "NEW MEAT!", then the all guzzled their beers in one long series of gulps. 

One hour later the girls were back with small bags, ready to go. Minutes after that they were on the transporter pad on Defiant. 

** Meet the New Crew **

Archer took the four girls to Sick Bay for a 'physical examination', encouraging Phlox to 'inspect the merchandise thoroughly' before he officially accepted them onto his crew. They had talked briefly on the short journey from the bar on the station to the medical bay, with Trip and Malcom both giving their approvals to proceed; but Archer needed to be sure he wasn't getting damaged goods -- or women who were carrying less-than-desirable 'baggage'. "I'll leave you in the doctor's capable hands. Phlox, let me know when you are ready to give me your report." Archer said.

"Aye Captain." Phlox replied, watching Archer leave. "Well ladies, you heard the Captain. Kindly disrobe and prepare to be examined, mmmm?" he instructed. 

Phlox spent nearly two hours poking and prodding the beautiful girls, sliding things into their cunts and assholes, taking all manner of readings and measurements as they squirmed on his examination tables. He found nothing of medical consequence; but did note that the two human women seemed to have inordinately sensitive rectums for some reason. Adrina, in particular, seemed to enjoy having his long finger up her ass. He would have to note that in his report to Archer. In contrast the Andorian girl seemed uneasy and quite uncomfortable with any anal contact. The Orion girl was -- well -- an Orion girl and just accepted whatever penetration he deemed necessary. He had no reason to keep them, and called the steward to find them quarters. "Phlox to Captain Archer." he called.

"Archer." came the Captain's reponse.

"The new -- um -- crewmembers have been released to the steward for quarters assignment. I found no anomalies worth discussing, and all of the details will be in my report." Phlox told him. 

"Excellent, thank you doctor." Archer replied, closing the com channel. Well... I think this calls for a little welcome aboard party. he thought. 

Archer went up to the bridge to check in on ship's status and any updates from the station. "Report." he called as he stepped into the command center.

"Our fuel and weapon supplies have been replenished, and two minor failures of the secondary EPS flow regulators have been repaired sir. Ship is at one hundred percent readiness." T'Pol reported. 

"Com is at one hundred percent Captain." Sato reported. 

"Very well. Any updates yet from the station?" Archer asked. With no response, he was not pleased. "Ensign Sato, hail subcommander Sopek on Delta 4." he ordered.

"Sopek is responding sir." Hoshi replied.

"On screen." Archer commanded. Their highest-ranking agent on the station came into view.

"Sopek."

"Subcommander, I need a complete status of station security and operational readiness. Can you report on those things now?" Archer asked.

"Yes sir. The station is secure and we have restored the outer grid as well as local shields after your -- ahem -- arrival. We will have weapons online in approximately three hours." Sopek reported.

"Excellent." Archer replied. "What about the command structure. Any issues with the remaining officers?" he asked.

"Uh... none that I know of sir; but we are still interrogating members of the senior staff. I would encourage you to send your security chief to assist." Sopek replied. 

"Very well." Archer said. "The Major will beam over within the hour." he added. "Archer out." 

"Major Hayes report to the bridge." Archer called.

Damn! thought Hayes, picking up his communicator and flipping it open. "Hayes sir, I'm on my way." he reported, pulling on his uniform and heading for the bridge. He had planned on at least having a shower; but.... Duty calls. He stepped off the turbolift and snapped to attention. "Major Hayes reporting as ordered sir." he said.

"As you were major." Archer said. "Subcommander Sopek has requested your assistance with the interrogation of the station staff. I told him you would beam over within the hour." Archer said. 

"Aye sir." Hayes replied smartly, pivoting and re-entering the turbolift on his way to the transporter room. He knew the importance of this assignment, as they needed to lock down the station before they departed. He actually enjoyed these things, since they gave him an opportunity to take out some aggression on -- someone. Really anyone would do. Next to sex, beating the hell out of another individual of any species made him feel his best. 

Archer called his senior staff to the bridge, knowing that some of them were at something less than 'prime' after the excitement on the station. T'Pol and Hoshi were efficient as usual; but the Vulcan had not remained in that bar for long, and Sato never went to the station at all. Trip, Malcom, and Travis straggled in wearing civilian clothes, having only recently returned from the party. 

Archer laughed as he called the impromptu meeting to order. He knew it pissed the two women off that the men were allowed to show such disrespect; but it was his command -- and he made the rules. "We have a little more time before our control of the station will be confirmed, and I thought perhaps we should have a little welcome aboard celebration for our new crewmembers." Archer began, glancing around the room. "Now I cannot imagine that the subcommander or Ensign Sato would have much interest, so the two of you will remain on duty on the bridge." he added. "Men, I expect you to be showered and looking your best in ninety minutes -- my quarters." Archer ordered.

"Aye sir." was the respectful response from all five officers.

"Dismissed." Archer said, standing and walking out of the room. Back in his quarters he called the steward. "Have our three new crewmembers report to my quarters at nineteen hundred hours." he ordered. 

"Aye sir. Nineteen hundred hours. Anything in particular?" the steward asked.

"Tell them to prepare for a small celebration of their arrival on Defiant." Archer replied. "Archer out." Then he went about cleaning up the spacious living area, preparing for his guests as a good host should. He contacted the chef to have some of his favorite hors d'eurves sent up from the kitchen, along with a few wine selections. It was a party, after all. He took a lengthy hot shower and donned his casual suit before sitting at his terminal to review the next phase of the mission to takeover the Empire. 

The door chime sounded and Archer called "Enter." Trip and Malcom came in, clearly eager for festivities to begin. "You boys are a few minutes early; but help yourself to a drink." Archer said. He closed out the session on his terminal and joined them at the bar. 




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"So what did you have in mind, sir?" Malcom asked, taking a sip of his cognac. 

"What do you think, Lieutenant?" Archer replied. "We are going to welcome the new members of the crew!" he added. The chime sounded again. "Enter." Archer said. Shanal, Lilian, Adrina, and Marvis stood outside in the corridor. "Well come on in ladies!" Archer said. The four girls slowly entered the room. They appeared relieved that there were only three men in attendance. "Ensign Mayweather will join us shortly." Archer told them. 

"Sir, we aren't exactly sure what the purpose of this -- um -- party is." Adrina said sheepishly. 

"Oh relax girls, we're just going to have a little party." Archer responded. "Beverage?" he offered. He looked at the girls, surprised to note that they were all dressed in very conservative attire. Doesn't matter. The clothes will be off within a short time anyway he thought. The chime sounded again. "Come." Archer said, chuckling at the double entendre. The chef's steward rolled the cart of food into the room, then silently departed as quickly as he had come in. Travis Mayweather arrived just as the steward was leaving, and Archer waved him in to join them. 

Archer tapped a wine glass to get their attention. "Looks like we have quorum, ladies and gents. We can do whatever you all decide you want to do. I think a good beginning would be to sample the oral skills of the ladies. What do you boys think?" Archer said. 

By the time Archer's words were out of his mouth, Trip and Malcom had their flys unzipped. Shanal and Marvis were the first two ladies to correctly perceive the situation, dropping to their knees in front of the two men. Malcom found his penis coming to life in the Andorian's mouth as Trip pushed his meat between the soft lips of the Orion. Archer caught Adrina's eye and motioned for her to join him. She had caught his eye at the bar, with her deep olive-hued skin and petite but lush curves. He unfastened his fly as she approached, dropping to her knees as she arrived next to him. "Mmmmm..." Archer moaned as her mouth engulfed his cock. Finally Lilian walked up to Travis, her hand massaging his organ as she kissed him on the mouth. The party had begun. 

Ten minutes later Archer decided to change things up. "Okay everyone, new partners!" he said. The girls pulled their mouths from the cock they began with, and moved to the next man. The lewd sounds of fellatio filled the room, moans and grunts growing in intensity. Archer changed the order two more times, allowing all four of the men to use all four of the mouths available before anyone ejaculated. The last alignment was Archer with Shanal, Travis with Adrina, Trip with Lilian, and Malcom with Marvis. Within a span of three minutes all four men had coated the throat of the girl sucking on his penis. The perfect beginning to a celebration!

"Time for a drink and some food, eh?" Archer suggested, helping Shanal to her feet. The four couples gathered around the bar and table, enjoying the oysters, clams, and sausages provided by the chef, and washing it all down with a variety of wine and liquor. 

Adrina drifted to Archer's side, gently brushing his body with hers as they shared refreshments and small talk with the others. She leaned close, nibbling at his earlobe with her full lips. "I want you to fuck my ass." she whispered. "Shanal told me you might like that." she added. Archer smiled and nodded. Adrina turned around and backed up to him, gently writhing her full cheeks against his cock through their clothes. Conversation continued; but she was intent on getting Archer's attention with her backside. Unlike her Andorian friend, Adrina enjoyed anal sex whenever it was requested -- as long as the man wasn't brutal about it. Whatever happened, she wanted Archer to experience the pleasure of her bottom. She felt his hands roaming over her body as his hips pushed at her behind. His fingers slipped inside her blouse to find the silky flesh of her breasts, his fingers tweaking her nipples to sublime attention. One hand slipped down and into the front of her stretch pants, sliding beneath her lacy panties to dip between her damp lips. "Mmmm... I'm ready for you Captain." Adrina whispered. 

Archer spun the girl around in his strong hands, deftly unfastening the buttons of her simple blouse before he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her pants, taking her panties along as he swept them down her legs. She stepped out of them and removed her blouse at the same time -- and she was naked before him. "Beautiful...." Archer said. "Just fucking beautiful." 

Adrina turned around, giving him a complete look at her sexy curves. "All for you, Captain Archer." she told him. Then she dropped to her knees and looked up at his face, her fingers gently stroking his semi-erect shaft. "Allow me to get you ready." she said, taking his meat into her mouth and sucking it deep. It took only a dozen strokes before he was ready, then Adrina withdrew and stood up. 

Archer spun her around again, pushing her forward over the end of his desk. Her luscious backside was thrust at him, wriggling wantonly as he moved in close. She turned her head to look at him with that Fuck Me look on her face, licking her lips. Archer positioned his cockhead at the moist entrance to her pussy and applied pressure. Adrina grunted as his sizeable organ pushed aside the folds of her wet cunt and thrust deep into her vaginal canal. He didn't stop until he was all the way inside her. "Damn your pussy is tight, bitch!" Archer told her. 

"Just wait until you try my ass." Adrina replied hoarsely. 

The Captain leaned back and looked down between their bodies, watching the jiggle of her rounded buttocks as he pumped his hips against her butt. He reached down, running a finger along the crevice between her cheeks to find the little pucker she was offering, teasing at the wrinkled ring. He could feel her anus clenching at his digit, and ran the finger down to gather juices from her wet cunt. He positioned the finger at her snug opening and pushed it inside. Adrina moaned softly as he matched the thrusts of finger and cock in her two love holes. He added a second finger in her ass, rotating them to stretch the ring of muscles for his penis. Without a word, Archer pulled his cock from her vagina and replace his fingers in her asshole, gripping her hips to pull her back to him. "Ohhhhyeahhhh... that is a tight ass..." Archer hissed, reaching down to smack her buttocks as he slowly pushed his cock deeper into her seething depths. He could feel the muscles inside her rectum clenching at his meat, and knew he wouldn't last long if he did much fucking. He slid his organ to the hilt in her mucky chute and held it there, grinding his hips against her lush cheeks. 

"Want me to make you cum?" Adrina asked, willing her snug channel to squeeze his twitching organ. 

"Yeah." replied Archer. "Make me cum in your tight little asshole." 

Adrina began writhing her hips as her muscles clamped down on his raging hardon. She willed the muscular ring of her anus to rhythmically clench and release as she moved him in and out an inch. She could feel his cock responding, sensed his climax coming as she worked him with her talented rectum. 

"Jeez... Your ass is so... fucking... HOT!" Archer growled. His hips began moving of their own volition, slamming his cock in and out of her bottom as his orgasm overcame him. "Fuck... yeAHH... TAKE IT... TAKE MY CUM IN YOUR ASS!" he shouted, pumping his load deep into her sucking bowels. Just as his last squirt came, she jerked free and dropped to her knees in front of him, taking his mucky penis into her mouth and sucking him dry. "Ohhhyeah... suck it baby... clean it up nice..." he moaned, his fingers running through her thick, black hair as she expertly suckled the last of his semen and lapped him clean. 

Archer and Adrina walked over to the sofa and collapsed, then were surprised to find Shanal offering them a drink. Archer looked around and noted that while Trip was happily engaged fucking Marvis, Malcom and Travis were double-teaming Lilian. Malcom was sliding up into her ass while Travis had his cock in her mouth. She seemed happy with the arrangement, so Shanal was available to provide beverage service. She smiled at Archer. "It's nice to know we are welcome here, Captain." she laughed. 

The men were pretty well spent after another hour of well-focused fucking, and the eight happy crewmates sat around discussing the job assignments for the four new ladies until Archer invited them all to leave. Adrina offered to stay; but Archer really just wanted to sleep. The next day or two would be busy with the challenges of his new headquarters at Delta 4 and the following mission to Earth. He needed to be sharp. He bid them all a good night, then checked in with Major Hayes before he retired for the evening. Hayes reported no new concerns, and only two more senior officers to work on. Archer thanked him and bid him good night. They would speak in detail in the morning briefing. 

Jonathan Archer was asleep within moments.

** Destination Earth **

His morning ritual went as usual, after a shower and shave he downed two double-shots of espresso with the bacon and eggs sent up by his chef. A glass of juice finished the job and Archer headed up to the bridge to check in with the night shift before the briefing. He was hoping that briefing would be the last one before the Defiant departed for Earth. He strode out of the turbolift and onto the bridge. 

"Captain on the bridge." Ensign Brooks called.

"As you were." Archer said. "Report." 

"Major Hayes returned from the station at zero two hundred, reporting all interrogations were complete. Subcommander Sopek reported at zero six hundred hours, all clear and secure. " Brooks reported. "All ships systems are operational." he added.

"Very well. Thank you Ensign." Archer replied. "I'll be in my ready room." he added, heading into the haven to await his senior staff. He sat at his terminal and brought up the latest long range sensor data, patching in the station's more sensistive instruments to add more range. The combination of the systems allowed him to 'see' within a million kilometers of Earth, giving them several days of advance notice of any kind of approach from Central Command -- or anywhere else. Trip and T'Pol had enhanced the station's systems by grafting some of Defiant's advanced instruments, and it was working better than Archer had expected. The data collected over night indicated no approaches; but a few ships traversing the routes between Earth and the outposts inside that star system. They're moving forces, as expected. Archer thought. He was interrupted by T"Pol, arriving early for the briefing. "Subcommander." Archer said.

"Good morning Captain. I thought we could review any tactical updates from the night shift before the others arrive." T'Pol suggested, taking her normal seat at the conference table. 

"How very diligent of you, T'Pol." Archer responded. "I am pleased to report that we appear to be in good shape, both the station and the ship." he told her. "Coffeee?" he offered. 

T'Pol got up and sauntered over to the credenza that had coffee, tea, and pastries. She poured a cup of strong tea and placed a scone on her plate. Then she returned to her place and looked at Jonathan Archer. "Jonathan, we need to talk." she told him, taking a sip of the tea and a bite of the pastry. 

"Oh?" Archer responded. "Talk about what?" 

Before she could reply, the door opened and Travis Mayweather entered. T'Pol had seen him with Sato while the Captain was on the station, and figured perhaps he and the Ensign were planning something. In fact she was sure of it. She looked at Archer and shook her head. 

"Travis!" Archer acknowledged his helmsman. "Help yourself to coffee or -- whatever." he added.

Tucker, Reed, and Sato followed him by a few minutes and Archer called the meeting to order. They reviewed all operations, security, and tactical reports and found nothing to discourage an immediate departure. Archer moved on to discuss preliminary strategy for their approach to earth. The Delta 4 Starbase was important, and was defended reasonably well by the Empire forces. Their home planet of Earth would be significantly more difficult. 

"Subcommander Sopek has suggested we take a half-dozen of the security fighters in our cargo bay to use as decoys when we get to Earth. I think it's a good idea to bring them; but perhaps as more than decoys. Anybody else?" Archer asked.

T'Pol, as usual, was the first to chime in. "Captain, those fighters weren't much of a challenge to us when we arrived here; but the technology is sufficient to make them a formidable opponent for the intra-system defenders stationed on Earth." she said.  

"So you're suggesting we take Sopek up on his offer?" Archer asked.

"Yes, absolutely." T'Pol replied. "We can develop a tactical battle plan to utilize the fighters during our voyage." 

Malcom spoke up. "We can upgrade the particle cannons to match those on Defiant." he said. "None of the Terran ships will stand a chance." 

"Maneuverability can be improved as well." Trip told them, bringing up the design schematics. "We can make these little ships really dangerous." he laughed, a gleam in his eye. 

Archer stood up and rested both hands on the table. "Bring the fighters aboard, as many as we can fit in the cargo bay. Bring whatever you think we might be able to use to improve their chances -- then prepare for departure. We're headed for the final showdown." Archer told them. "Let's get it done people. Dismissed!" 

After the officers left, Archer opened a channel with Sopek. "Subcommander, we're taking you up on your offer to let us take some fighters with us. My officers believe we can improve their systems and make them a more formidable weapon, so I'm going to let them. We'll be departing for Earth as soon as the fighters are aboard; but I need to know that you are ready to defend the station if the Terran forces attempt to take it back." Archer said. 

Sopek thought about it for a few moments. "Captain I am confident in my staff and our ability to hold down this station. We have adapted our shields and weapons as your officers have suggested, and we are ready to fight if we are called upon to do so. Our job, as I see it, is simply to be here to provide support. Your mission is critical to the future of the Empire, and it is that mission we serve here at Delta 4." Sopek said. 

"Very well subcommander. I leave the station in your capable hands." Archer said. "Archer out." He closed the channel and walked back out onto the bridge. "Report." 

"The last two fighters are maneuvering into the bay now. We have ten of them -- a full squadron." T'Pol reported. "All materials and supplies are aboard sir." she added.

"Are all of our crew accounted for and aboard?" Archer asked.

"Yes sir." 

"Very well. Prepare for departure. Set a course for Earth, Worp factor five." Archer commanded. 

"Course laid in sir." Mayweather reported. 

"Engage." Archer ordered. Moments later, Defiant was on her way to challenge the very heart of the Terran Empire. 

** Continued in Chapter 8 -- Archer continues the Competition **



Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 08



Author's Note: For those readers who are not familiar with the 'In a Mirror Darkly' espisodes of Star Trek Enterprise, this is an episode in which Archer and the crew are seen as they would be in a 'mirror' universe. Archer is a power-hungry jerk. These episodes (a two-parter, actually) puts the 'Ho' in Hoshi.

One more note for those who are wondering. The 'Enterprise – the Other Side' series has 16 'episodes' currently in the story line. This is episode #8, so stay tuned....

This is a work of fiction, although loosely based on two particular episodes of a popular sci-fi series. I own neither the series nor the characters; but I do own the work presented here. I have taken significant liberties with the characters, and hope you enjoy it!





Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 08



Hoshi thought about it, then reached between her legs to gather some of her own juices to smear on the shaft. Two more applications and she declared it good, pointing to the mat as she glared at T'Pol. "Well come on bitch, get your Vulcan ass down here. You want to fuck me, right?" Hoshi hissed. 

T'Pol walked to the mat and laid on her back, holding her hands up toward Sato. "Come on bitch, get that stinky human cunt down here and sit on my little friend." T'Pol hissed back. 

Archer watched them get settled, then walked into the bathroom to piss and give his cock a quick rinse. When he returned he saw Hoshi riding slowly up and down on the fake dick, sliding it deep into her pussy and moaning softly. He could see her little ring winking at him as he walked behind her, and his cock began to stir at the sight. He moved onto the mat and knelt beside them. "Which one of you wants to suck me hard?" he asked, holding his semi-erect organ. Hoshi was closer, and leaned over to take him into her mouth. "Mmmm... yeah bitch, suck it nice so I can stick it up your tight ass." he ordered, holding her head with his hands and pushing his meat all the way in. "Suck it Ensign. Suck your Captain's dick." As soon as he was fully erect he yanked it out and walked over to the small table, picking up the jar and jamming his cock into the slippery gel. Then he stroked his hand up and down, coating his meat with the numbing lube before he wiped his hands on the towel he'd placed there. 

Then he knelt behind Hoshi and used his hands to hold her still as his thumbs yawned her sexy behind open. "Ready for some fun?" he asked, putting the head up against her otherwise unprepared hole. "Ready or not..." Archer lunged, forcing half of his sizeable organ into her snug butthole. Then he had to hold still, as much to keep her from jerking free as to keep his own passion in check. Her asshole was really tight, and he hadn't used a finger – or anything else - to get her ready this time.

"GAAHHHHHHHHKKKK." Hoshi howled as Archer shoved what felt like a telephone pole up her backside. She had never been so full down there before, never had two large intruders in her openings. She was grateful that Jonathan wasn't still pushing, that he was remaining still with his organ embedded in her. T'Pol wasn't so accommodating, holding her hips as she continued to pump the rubber phallus in and out of her pussy. At least that was bringing some friction against her clit, which felt good – and hopefully would give her an orgasm – something her opponent didn't achieve. Hoshi knew she needed the extra score if she was going to pull this off. She felt Archer begin to move inside her rectum, pushing an inch in, then withdrawing two and holding. Three in, four out. Five in, six out. A half dozen of those and his cock was fully engulfed by her tight anal channel. Hoshi remembered her training and started working her muscles....

"Your ass is so damn tight Hoshi. FUCK!" Archer growled, holding still again as he felt her clenching muscles doing a job on his dick. "DAMN!" he howled, pulling his cock almost all the way out, stopping with just the head inside the clenching ring of her sphincter. He held himself there for a few minutes, still stimulated by T'Pol's thrusts into Sato's cunt. "Subcommander, hold still and let me fuck this ass." Archer ordered, feeling the movements stop beneath him. His hips began moving again, sliding his organ into her snug, velvety chute in ever-quicker thrusts until he was buttfucking Sato hard, bringing grunts from her diaphragm with each stroke. "Fuck her pussy." he ordered, feeling the stretching of Hoshi's insides as he reamed her mucky bottom. "Yeah bitch, take it up your sweet little Asian ass." Archer growled. His passion was in check now, the numbing agent taking over to give him the 'stamina' he wanted. His cock stabbed in and out of her receptive hole in a rhythm that had the two shafts 'out of phase' with each other – one going in as the other pulled out. 

Hoshi's body shuddered as her crewmates buffeted her between them. She could feel the climax coming, knew she could make it, then felt the first spasm overcome her. "yiiiiAAAAHHHHH FUCK ME!" she howled, her fingernails raking over T'Pol's shoulders. "OHYEAH... OHYEAH... FUCK MY ASS!" then her spasms took over and her hips gyrated in a blur. She felt Archer's dick pop out of her butthole abruptly; but she was already there, grinding her hips against T'Pol's when Archer picked her up and threw her to the side.

Archer dropped to his knees – one on each side of T"Pol's shoulders – as he pushed his cock into her pursed lips. "Suck it bitch. Suck me off and swallow every drop." He ordered, fucking into her mouth as he had Hoshi's asshole. He emptied his balls again, pumping the Vulcan's pretty face full of his seed as he felt her fingers squeezing his testicles. He looked down at her face and held his cock still until he felt it softening. Her eyes fluttered open and she actually winked at him – just before she pushed a slender finger into his asshole to the second knuckle and gave his cock one last suckle. He smiled at her and returned the wink, then pulled his rapidly softening dick out of her mouth and swung his leg over her torso. 

"Damn good contest, girls. Let me just go over here and tally some scores." Archer said, walking to the bar and picking up the pad after he poured another cognac. The two girls picked themselves up, T'Pol pulling off the strapon and dropping it on the mat. Then they joined Archer at the bar and had another cognac.

** Advantage T'Pol **

Archer finished his tabulating and had another swallow. He smiled at the two women, setting the pad down. 

"Well?" Hoshi said. 

"Okay, I won't keep up the suspense." Archer said. "Here's how it breaks down. For tonight's first event the scores were forty-nine point five for Sato and fifty-four point five for T'Pol. For this second event the scores are forty-three for Sato and forty-six for T'Pol." He saw Hoshi's eyes fall. "The totals for Round 3 are ninety-two point five for Sato and one hundred point five for T'Pol. Advantage to the subcommander." he declared. 

"B-but... did you... I mean..." Hoshi stammered.

"Did I count your orgasm? Of course bitch. Unfortunately your hurling took that advantage away completely." Archer hissed. 

"I swear she did something. That was completely disgusting. I couldn't help but get sick." Sato responded. 

"Advantage T'Pol Ensign. Round 3 is over." Archer said. "You are both dismissed. Now get the fuck out of here." he ordered. 

It is two rounds for the Subcommander, one for the Ensign. At least two more rounds to go. Phew thought Archer as he watched the two women gather their things, throwing their robes over their bodies and walking out the door. It had been a good round, a fair round, and an exciting round for his cock. He went into the bathroom and showered before hitting the terminal for a last status review of the day. 

Continued in Chapter 9 – Hoshi Seduces a Partner - coming soon! 



Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 09



Author's Note: For those readers who are not familiar with the 'In a Mirror Darkly' espisodes of Star Trek Enterprise, this is an episode in which Archer and the crew are seen as they would be in a 'mirror' universe. Archer is a power-hungry jerk. These episodes (a two-parter, actually) puts the 'Ho' in Hoshi – and at the end she announces herself as 'Empress Hoshi Sato'.

One more note for those who are wondering. The 'Enterprise – the Other Side' series has 16 'episodes' currently in the story line. This is episode #9, so stay tuned....

This is a work of fiction, although loosely based on two particular episodes of a popular sci-fi series. I own neither the series nor the characters; but I do own the work presented here. I have taken significant liberties with the characters, and hope you enjoy it!





Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 09



Travis let her pull him to his feet, following her luscious backside into the bathroom where they shared a brief shower. Although there wasn't anything overtly sexual about the shower he found it impossible to avoid full erection by the time she finished rinsing his private areas. Of course he had been 'cleaning' hers as well, and the feel of her soft folds and firm flesh was quite a stimulant. Hoshi turned off the water and reached out to grab a towel for each of them. Drying didn't take long and she pulled him out and led him to her bed. 

** Hoshi tickles his fancy **

"So is this the kind of treatment I can expect if I give you the support you're looking for?" Travis asked, going straight to the point. 

Hoshi smiled softly and let her fingers graze his belly. "Oh I think we can definitely work something out." she replied. "Of course it would depend on whether or not I'm successful; but you can count on having fun – at least for a while." she added. "Mmm... you taste really good.." 

Travis lay back, propping his head on a pillow so he could enjoy watching the beautiful Asian girl worshipping his ebony body. Her soft lips felt incredible on his skin as she kissed her way from his neck down to his chest, her hands roaming all over his torso and down his thighs. Her tongue flicked each nipple into stiff attention before roaming down to tickle his navel. "Mmm... nice..." he moaned, letting his fingers run through her silky dark hair. He gave her no guidance, letting her control the moment. Her head continued its voyage until he could no longer reach it, her body moving to a kneeling position adjacent to his hips. Then her hands pulled his knees up and pushed them back, her lips finding his testicles for a brief suckle. Then he felt her tongue graze his anus for the first time...

Hoshi had only done it once before – when Archer had demanded she suck his ass. This time it was her idea, and it was so much more exciting. "Ever had a woman lick your asshole before?" she asked him, letting her wet oral digit rim his wrinkle. "Mmmm?" she queried. "You were so nice to my ass, I want to be nice to yours.." One hand held his legs back while the other stroked his organ. Her tongue worried his clenching butthole until she felt his anal ring relax enough for her wet intruder to slide inside a few millimeters. At first his muscle clenched tight; but within a few moments it relaxed to let her curled oral digit deep. She had to hold tight to avoid being dislodged; but managed to tongue-fuck his niggardly little hole for several minutes as he squirmed. She finally withdrew her intruder, gripping his dick tightly. "You like?" she giggled. 

He'd never had any woman lick him back there, and the sensations nearly drove him over the top again. Hoshi was controlling him at this point, and was surprisingly strong for her diminutive size. "ohhhhbaby... damn that feels good... yeahbaby... yeah..." Travis groaned. Then he felt her tongue slip from his ass and she said something he didn't hear before he sensed her warm lips taking his cock again. "ohhhhshit... suck me girl... suck my cock.." he begged, pushing his hips upward to force a few inches into her sucking mouth. Then her slender finger found his wet and relaxed anal port and pushed all the way into his butt. "ohhhFUCK." he growled, pushing his ass down onto the penetrating digit. She took his cock as far down as she could, then added a second finger in his ass, reaming his tight hole as her throat muscles worked at the head of his dick. "ohhhRAWFFFF." Travis grunted, trying his best to move his hips. His Asian lover had him well and truly trapped between her buttfucking fingers and her sucking mouth. 

She loved the feeling of control, the idea that she was calling the shots. Travis was turning out to be the perfect subject for this part of her plan. Sure, he was fucking her every way imaginable, using every available opening in her body for his pleasure; but he wasn't making the decisions about what went on. It was her party. She felt his hands on her head, trying to pull her up. She resisted, keeping the bulbous head of his cock pressed against the back of her throat as her fingers stroked in and out of his tight behind. She added a third finger, stretching his sphincter wide before driving the digits all the way in. He squealed as she felt his first spasm in her mouth. Hoshi held him firmly in place, forcing her three fingers as far into his ass as she could as she sucked hard on his penis. She began swallowing as she felt the first of his load go into her throat, and kept sucking and swallowing until there was no more. The whole time her fingers remained in his bottom, gouging at the sensitive channel and stimulating his prostate. The affect was a full load of his seed, and she remained in place until he finally pulled at her hair, wriggling his hips to dislodge her fingers from his ass. "gawd...DAMN girl..." Travis grunted. His whole body shuddered as he recovered from yet another orgasm. 

"So then..." Hoshi began, letting her fingers graze his chest. "You think maybe we can have a little arrangement?" she asked. "Or... I can always go talk to Malcom..." she taunted him. "Or maybe even Trip..." 

Travis laughed. "Hell yes we can have an arrangement." he responded. "But what's in it for me besides your ass?" 

** Making a deal **

"Well... there's that, and my mouth, and my tight little pussy..." Hoshi began. "Then there's standing at the side of Empress Sato of the Terran Empire, my commander in chief of all Terran forces in the known galaxy." she added with an evil laugh. "You would make a much better leader than either Malcom or Trip. And you know how to fly this ship. Besides, I like you Travis." Hoshi told him, waiting for a response. She got up and put a satin wrap over her shoulders, turning around to look at him. "Why don't we take a little break from the fun and talk some business over a drink." The wrap didn't quite cover her cute butt as she walked out to the table and poured them each a glass of wine. 

Travis pulled himself up and joined Hoshi at the table, taking his glass and tipping it against hers. "To making a deal." he said with a smile. The Asian beauty smiled and took a sip of the heavy wine. "So where do I fit in your plan, Hoshi?" he asked. 

Hoshi smiled, rubbing her calf against his under the table. "Well... there's sex, and all the pleasures that come with it.." she began. 

"You know what I mean. Sex is great; but at the end of the day there needs to be more." Travis replied, taking another long drink. 

"You're right of course." Hoshi replied. "As I mentioned, I need a strong leader to command the Terran forces. I want you to accept that role Travis. I want your strength beside me. Together we will rule the Empire, and the Empire will rule the galaxy." she added. "All I need is your word – that your allegiance will not change – that your loyalty is strong." 

Travis nodded. "You have my word." he told her. 

"To the Empire." Hoshi said boldly, clinking her glass to his and drinking its contents. 

"To the Empress." Travis responded, finishing his as well. He picked up the bottle and poured the remaining wine into their glasses. 

Hoshi drank her glass dry and stood up to walk around the table where she grabbed Travis' head and pressed her lips against his, driving her tongue into his mouth as her fingers grasped his black cock and began stroking it to life. In a flash she broke the kiss and dropped her head into his lap, taking his penis into her mouth and sucking it hard. Then she stood up again and draped herself across the table, presenting her backside for his inspection and violation. She reached back and pulled her cheeks wide. "Suck my ass, Commander." she ordered, using the rank she intended to bestow. 

Travis moved his chair to place himself directly behind her proffered bottom, leaning forward to lick her anus lovingly. He had long wished for this very situation, to have this Asian beauty begging him to pleasure her ass, spreading it with her own hands to reveal her most private orifice. He pressed his lips against her splayed nether port, reveling in the musky flavor as he wormed his tongue up her asshole. She squirmed and moaned at the lewd contact as he slipped two of his thick fingers into the wet heat of her cunt, rotating the intruders deep inside her nest. She was as hot as he had imagined, her hips writhing wantonly as his third digit found her G-spot bringing a shuddering spasm from her loins. His cock twitched in anticipation as he rose up to position his meat at the entrance to her pussy and pushed her delicate folds aside. 

"ohhhhhhhmmm... fuck me Travis... fuck my hot pussy.." Hoshi begged, pushing her hips back to engulf his organ. It wasn't about power now, it was about sex, and she wanted to feel his thick penis all the way in her slick tunnel. Her new lover was more than willing to oblige, slamming his hips forward to bury his full length in her seething cunt. She felt the thick cudgel of man meat stretching her vaginal channel, forcing the sensitive canal to accept his thrusts. "unh... UNhhhh... Unhhh... Ahhh... Unhhh..." she grunted as Travis began fucking her with long strokes, his balls smacking against her clit with each inward thrusts. His strong hands gripped her hips, holding her in place against the table as he picked up the pace. Then she felt one of his thumbs pressing against her little wrinkle, reaching down to gather her natural fluids before returning to the tiny port between her cheeks. "nnnyiAHHHHH... OHHHHH..." she moaned as the thick digit pushed into her back door, joining his cock with rhythmic thrusts into both of her openings. His thumb gouged around in her ass, stretching the orifice until she felt her ring relaxing. 

Hoshi didn't have to say anything. Travis could feel the muscles of her rectal orifice relaxing to accept his probe, and abruptly yanked his dick out of her cunt and prepared for his anal assault. He withdrew his thumb, using it as a guide to position the well-lubricated head of his penis at the puckered hole. "Ready, Empress?" he taunted her. She squirmed her hips and moaned softly. Travis applied enough pressure to wedge the thick head just inside her beautiful butt, then held still as he felt her clenching subside, her anal ring growing accustomed to the intrusion. "nnNNNGHhhh." he grunted, forcing an inch of his shaft into her bunghole. Her body trembled, her cheeks shuddering as he gripped her hips and pushed another inch inside her backside. "DAMN you're tight." he chuckled, loving the grip of her anus. 

She let out a long, slow moan as she felt her asshole stretching around his thick meat. This position was far more intense than the one they had used earlier, as her legs were together rendering her openings much less receptive to penetration. It felt like he was shoving a bulkhead pillar up her butt, stretching her most private hole to the limit. "ohhhhHHHHMMMMMM..." Hoshi groaned as another two inches were forced into her asshole. "EAAASSSSSSY..." she begged, her hips writhing in a raw combination of pleasure and pain. "fffFUCK you're HUGE!" she grunted, wriggling again to accept the second half of his cock into her bowels. "OHGAWD... HOLD STILL... DON'T MOVE.." she pleaded, little whimpers escaping from deep inside her. 

Travis had succeeded in impaling his Asian dreamgirl's ass on his manhood, his hands now gently stroking her hips and buttocks as his cock twitched inside her clenching bottom. Her whimpers only added to his pleasure, realizing he had the control at that moment. One hand roamed around her hip and down her belly to find her juicy folds, massaging the sensitive tissues and working it's way to her clit. His fingers manipulated her in gentle circles, occasionally flicking her hard little nub as his hips began to move. Her whimpers turned to soft mewls, then to moans of pleasure as his cock slipped in and out of her rectum. "That's it my Empress. Take my cock up your tight little asshole." he said softly, his fingers now working fervently at her pussy. The muscles in her bottom began to ripple and clench around his meat, working him closer to climax with each thrust of his hips. Then he felt the first spasm of her body, and shoved two fingers into snatch as he began pounding her asshole with his cock. "Cum for me baby... Cum with my dick up your ass..." Travis said, his hips working in circles as he sodomized her. 

"ohhhmmm... yessss... ohyesss... OHHHH... FUCK ME.... FUCK MY ASSSSS... OHGAWDDDD... OHGAWDDD... OHMYGAWDDDD.. CUMMINGGGGGG..." Hoshi howled, the finger in her cunt finding her G-spot at exactly the right moment. The driving penis in her bottom only served to heighten her pleasure, her orgasm overwhelming her senses with an intense heat. Her body thrashed beneath the weight and power of her lover, pinned against the edge of the table as he slammed into her butt. She felt his first twitch inside her anal channel and consciously worked her muscles around his shaft. "CUM IN MY ASSSSSS...." she squealed. Feeling the first squirt of his semen blasting into her rectum. His thrusts became more deliberate, with a quick withdrawal followed a few moments later by a forceful drive accompanied with another splash of his seed. She was amazed that he repeated this at least a dozen times, her bottom squeezing at his meat as if to suck him dry. Finally his movements stopped, his thick organ still buried inside her rearend. Then Travis collapsed on her back, his heavy breathing calming down. His lips nibbled at her neck, then her ear as he withdrew his fingers from the heated well of her cunt. "Mmmmm.... Goooooddddd...." she moaned softly, squeezing the now-sensitive tube inside her ass. "You my commander?" she asked, getting back to the business at hand.

Travis heard her question; but rather than respond he began moving his hips again. His cock was still hard, and the added lubrication provided by his semen made her asshole a wonderland. He knew she was surprised by his resumption of the sodomy, and gave her a dozen long thrusts of his tool before he finally replied. "If you are my Empress." he said, stroking in and out of her hole several more times before adding "My assfucking Asian Empress." Then his hips became a blur, pounding into her receptive asshole in fast strokes until he drove himself over the edge again. Her squeals and whimpers only served to drive him onward toward the most meaningful climax of his day. This time she was nothing more than a slave to his lust, taking his manhood into her butthole because that's what HE wanted. He heard her cries and grunts as he drove her hips against the hard edge of the table, burrowing his solid shaft into the buttery-smooth depths of her ass. He would feel his peak coming and stop – resuming only when the pleasure was under control. "Yeah baby, that's it... TAKE IT IN YOUR ASS..." he growled. Travis Mayweather buttfucked Hoshi Sato for another thirty minutes, bringing her to tears by the time he unleashed another series of blasts into her mucky depths. "Oh yeah Hoshi, now you're MY Empress." Travis said, yanking his dick from her rectum and reaching down to hold her gaping asshole open. "Yeah baby... MY ass baby..." Then he gave her cheeks a couple of quick slaps before collapsing on his chair. 

Hoshi lay there for at least five minutes, letting the throbbing subside in her violated asshole as she felt his sticky semen ooze from the opening to run down the inside of her thigh. Travis had turned the situation around; but that was what she wanted to see. He had shown her the forcefulness she needed in her commander-in-chief. And she was more sexually satisfied than at any time with Archer. She finally pushed herself up; but found it difficult to stand on wobbly legs. She felt Travis' strong hands grasping her waist to keep her upright. She turned to him and smiled softly. "Thanks... my Commander..." 

They took another shower before opening a bottle of champagne to celebrate their new – and aggressive – plan. They discussed some of the initial tactics – how they would deal with Archer – how they would control T'Pol – how they would get the cooperation of the rest of the crew. They had only a few weeks before they would need to execute the plan, and time was of the essence. Nothing was recorded in any traceable form, as Archer could be a resourceful little weasel when he suspected anything. They finally broke up the discussion at zero-two-hundred, Travis quietly slipping out of her quarters and returning to his own. He had a smile on his face when he fell into dreamland that night – and so did Hoshi. The plan would come together...





Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 10



Author's Note: For those readers who are not familiar with the 'In a Mirror Darkly' espisodes of Star Trek Enterprise, this is an episode in which Archer and the crew are seen as they would be in a 'mirror' universe. Archer is a power-hungry jerk. These episodes (a two-parter, actually) puts the 'Ho' in Hoshi -- and at the end she announces herself as 'Empress Hoshi Sato'.

One more note for those who are wondering. The 'Enterprise -- the Other Side' series has 16 'episodes' currently in the story line. This is episode #10, so stay tuned....

This is a work of fiction, although loosely based on two particular episodes of a popular sci-fi series. I own neither the series nor the characters; but I do own the work presented here. I have taken significant liberties with the characters, and hope you enjoy it!





Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 10



Amanda Cole shuddered as her rectum was violated again -- this time by hard plastic that buzzed inside her backside. Chang pushed the intruder deep into her butt, then began fucking her asshole with it as she now had all three holes filled. She hated that it was forced; but had to admit there was pleasure beginning to rise. Hayes got her attention by pinching her ears as he began stroking into her mouth. She clenched her lips on his cock, trying to use her tongue whenever she could. The huge dildo in her cunt was moving again, her body responding to the lewd acts being performed. Then the dildo was yanked from her vagina, replaced by what she assumed was Hawkins' penis. She heard some banter from the three men; but with Hayes' hands on her ears she couldn't understand what was said. The buzzing toy in her butt was pushed all the way into her backside, then she felt fingers pushing beneath her to roughly pinch her nipples. It hurt; but there was no denying the sensations of pleasure as her body was buffeted between the men. 

Hayes and Hawkins made contact, coordinating their skewering of Cole's openings such that they unleashed their seed at the same time. Hayes reached down and pinched her nose, forcing her to try and breath around his pumping dick as it coated her throat with the Major's semen. Hawkins filled her pussy for the second time, gouging at her rectum with the plastic intruder as he pumped his sticky seed into her belly. On Hayes' mark, both cocks and the vibrator were pulled from her quivering body. The three men laughed as they watched her writhing on the table, wanting the fucking to continue. She had been close, and now wanted that pleasure for herself. Hayes walked around and slapped her butt with his open hand, laughing loudly. "That was a pretty nice blow job, Cole; but I'm afraid we haven't really started the discipline yet." he snickered, running a finger down the crack of her ass before he plunged his thumb into her nether port. "Oh my, this little hole is relaxing nicely Corporal. You want something bigger in here?" he asked, spreading her cheeks with his free hand so he could watch his thumb stretching her sphincter. 

Amanda found herself unable to speak. Most of Hayes' load had oozed from her mouth and formed a puddle on the floor. She could feel the semen flowing slowly from her pussy to do the same thing behind her. And she knew the brutal sodomy was yet to come. She'd had one partner who had attempted anal penetration, and recalled the searing pain as the thick head of his penis breached her little ring. That time she hadn't been restrained, and was able to free herself from the lewd act. This time she wouldn't have that ability. The vibrator had relaxed her asshole some, and the numbing lube helped as well; but... a cock... in her ass? She shuddered as she felt Hayes withdraw his thumb. Then she felt something much larger being pressed against her clenching ring....

** Part 4 - Forcing the issue **

Hayes had pulled out the butt plug, coating it with the lubricant before returning to Amanda Cole's upturned bottom. He pressed the tip of the device against her anal port, then nodded to Chang and Hawkins. "Hold her open." he ordered, waiting until they each grasped a cheek to pull them wide. "Here we go Amanda... You're going to want to relax now and let me push this inside your little ass. Then we'll leave it in there while Corporal Chang uses your mouth. It will help your butthole to relax for my cock." Hayes told her, applying pressure to the sizable plug. He twisted the intruder as he forced it into her virgin hole. She squealed in pain, trying her best not to scream. "Just another inch or so Corporal." Hayes chuckled, twisting and pushing as her sphincter distended lewdly around the hard rubber. "You can take it Amanda, and just think .... Once you've had this in your ass it'll be easy to take my cock." Hayes gave it a final twist and the plug's thickest section disappeared within the woman's struggling rectum, her anal ring closing to keep it inside her stretched channel. Hayes gave her a slap on the butt and laughed. "There we go... stretched and ready... Now be a good girl and suck mister Chang's cock." he ordered.

Chang walked around and positioned himself at her head, reaching down to pull her up by her hair so he could push his cock into her mouth. He grunted as her lips clenched on his organ, thrusting his hips forward as he watched his shaft disappear into her face. "Suck it, Corporal Cunt... suck my cock..." he spat, grabbing her head to begin his skull fuck. He knew his was the third penis to enjoy her mouth this evening; but it didn't matter. He was the first in her pussy, and would be second in her tight ass. That was the deal. Third in her mouth was fine. He pushed his meat all the way into her face and held her there, letting her throat convulse around his cockhead as he watched Hawkins begin teasing her with yet another toy. He was obviously rubbing the tip of the vibrator against her clit, and her body trembled and shook as he held her head down on his dick. Perhaps this session would lead to more; but if not he was going to make the most of it. 

She choked, gagging on Chang's meat as her body gave in to the lewd manipulation and she began to spasm in a perverse climax as the waves overcame her. Hawkins shoved the vibrator into her cunt, gouging it around inside her as she gushed her nectar out over his fingers. Hayes reached in and began tugging on the plug in her bottom, leering at the way her anal ring struggled to hold the bulbous tool inside her ass. Hawkins backed away, leaving the buzzing vibe deep in her pussy as Hayes pulled at the thick intruder in her butt. She was still cumming, and Chang was pumping his load into her mouth as Hayes succeeded in getting the thickest part of the plug out, holding it in place as her body spasmed in a combination of intense pain and exquisite pleasure. Chang yanked his still spewing dick from her mouth, finishing his ejaculation on her face as she squealed. 

Major Hayes moved his head over her shuddering backside, letting a glob of his spittle drop onto her brutally distended anal ring, then he fucked her tender opening with the plug, twisting the rubber intruder to distribute the additional lubricant. Amanda Cole sobbed in spite of the pleasure she'd just experienced, her virginal bottom now being prepared for penetration. Without losing his hold on the plug, Hayes reached over to grab the tube of lubricant, depositing enough on his already raging cock to be sure he would last a while in her tightest hole. Then he let go of the plug and the three men watched, cheering as Amanda Cole managed to force the implement from her backside. Her sphincter struggled to close, leaving an opening which Hayes quickly attended to. He pushed the applicator tip of the lubricant bottle inside her anus and squeezed a generous dollop into her. Then he shoved two fingers up her ass and twisted them to coat her rectal tube. "Here we go Corporal. Your commanding officer is going to take the virginity of your butthole now. Just relax and I promise it won't hurt -- too much." he laughed, stepping up to position the head of his penis at her quivering opening. 

"OhhhhHHHHGAWDDDDNOOOO..." Amanda Cole howled as Hayes pushed his nine inches into her ass for the first time. "OhFUCKohSHITohGAWDDAMMMMM." Came more screams as her virginal bottom was sodomized for the first time. Then, for the fourth time, a penis was being pushed into her mouth as Hawkins joined in her debasement. 

Hayes looked down at Amanda's grossly distended anal ring as it clung to his organ, forced inside as he pushed, then pulled out as he withdrew. He took several long strokes, pushing another inch of his shaft up her ass with each cycle. Her cheeks shivered as he took one final long stroke and buried his cock inside her asshole. He grasped her hips and held her in place, rotating his hips to grind his dick in her virginal butt. "Looks good Corporal, looks real good." he taunted her, letting his penis soak in the warmth of her rectum. "Ahhhh... yes... work those muscles..." he said hoarsely as the young woman's anal channel clenched at his reaming organ. He held still, watching as Hawkins fucked her mouth. The man didn't last long this time, emptying another load of cum into her throat before being replaced by Chang. He knew they would both want a turn in her ass; but his was first and he slowly withdrew until just the head remained inside, then pounded back into her to enjoy the muffled grunt as Chang fucked her face. 

Hawkins, having cum for the third time, resumed his teasing of Cole's clit with the vibrator, pushing the woman toward another lewd orgasm as the Major buttfucked her virgin rear hole. He'd only had anal sex once before, and it was with a Rigelian pleasure girl who let him do it only after he promised her a bigger tip. It had been enjoyable, even though the girl's asshole was well used and not especially tight. The texture of the girl's rectum, so buttery smooth, held his dick like a deerskin glove and he wanted that feeling again. His cock was hard again, just thinking about it, even though he knew Chang would be next in Amanda's little pooper. He heard Chang's grunts as he emptied his balls in Amanda's mouth, then listened to her whimpers as Hayes began fucking her ass in earnest. 

"Get ready to turn her over. I want to watch her face when I cum up her ass the first time." Hayes said. He waited until the men were ready, then withdrew his cock from her butthole. Their hands flew to the cuffs, disconnecting the buckles around the table legs. Then they grabbed her arms and legs and flipped her over on her back, quickly reconnecting the shackles on her wrists. She was exhausted, and didn't struggle as Hayes pushed her legs back. Hawkins and Chang took up station on either side, one hand holding a leg while the other mauled her firm titties. Hayes walked up and pushed his cock into her ass again, sliding it deep into her bowels and reveling at the warmth and tightness of her hole. "Hold her head up. I want to watch this." he barked, picking up the pace of his sodomy as Hawkins and Chang each grabbed a handful of her hair to pull her head into view. "NOT... VIRGIN... ANYMORE..." he barked, punctuating each word with a full-length stroke into her asshole. "Gonna cum up your butt, Corporal Cole... gonna fill your dirty ass with my seed..." Hayes spat at her, fucking into her tight backside in long, regular thrusts. 

Amanda Cole could resist no longer, her body having abandoned the struggle and given way to whatever pleasure she could extract from their abuse. Her head hurt from having been bent back for five oral copulations, and now pulled up by her hair. Her eyes fluttered open to see a grinning Major Hayes, felt his big cock driving into her stretched and sore bottom; but none of it mattered any longer. She wanted to cum again, no matter how much pain and discomfort was involved. Her eyes met those of Corporal Chang, begging him to give her some pleasurable contact. He seemed to understand, and she felt his fingers begin to manipulate her clit as Hayes pounded into her tender bottom. In moments she felt the first waves of orgasm begin to crash over her, and she closed her eyes once again. 

Hayes felt the first spasm inside her rectal chute and couldn't stop his own climax. He hammered her tight little butthole as the spasms of his orgasm filled her bowels with sticky semen. She howled in intense pleasure/pain as Chang flipped his finger across her sensitive nub. Her asshole clenched and released, spasming around his dick as if to suck the seed from his balls. It worked, and he finally couldn't take any more of the twitching of her butt muscles. He yanked his cock out of her ass and stepped back, looking down at the gaping maw of her cunt with the stretched and leaking opening below. "Chang." Hayes barked. "You're on Corporal. Fuck her ass." he directed. 

Chang walked around and put the head of his dick at the still-gaping hole into her backside, thrusting his hips to bury his meat inside the seething channel. He watched as Hayes walked around to her head, pushing his mucky shaft into her mouth. "Suck it clean Corporal Cole. Suck all of your dirty ass juices from my cock while your friend Chang plugs your hole." Hayes spat at her. He fucked her mouth until he came one more time, having watched Chang's climax in her ass -- to be replaced by Hawkins who used her rectal chute for only a few minutes before his seed joined that of Chang and Hayes before him. 

** Part 5 - Wanton respect **

The three men left Amanda Cole draped across the conference table, drenched in sweat and semen as they poured another round of the whiskey and toasted to Corporal Amanda Cole. Then Chang and Hawkins donned their uniforms and left Hayes with the young woman. Hayes removed all of the restraints and packed everything up in his case, keeping an eye on the Corporal as she slowly regained her senses. He poured two more glasses of the whiskey, and when Amanda sat up he handed her one of the glasses and a damp towel. "Clean yourself up Corporal, you're a mess." he ordered, keeping a straight face this time. He grabbed her uniform, so carefully folded by Chang, and set it on the table next to her, then held his glass up. "I hope you've learned a lesson here Amanda." he said, somewhat softened from his earlier demeanor. 

Amanda didn't look at him; but did hold her glass up. "Yes sir. I won't let you down again Major." She said, her voice soft but not trembling now. Her eyes were locked on his dick, still standing proud from his loins. After she drank the whiskey, and without another word, Amanda Cole slipped down to her knees and took his organ in her mouth one more time, sucking it deep as her hands grasped his hips. She needed to show him she was changed by the experience, and would not fail him again. She slowly lifted her head, letting his dick slip from her lips as she looked up at him. He was smiling, and gave her knowing nod as she moved down to take his balls in her mouth one at a time. 

Hayes watched as Amanda Cole worshipped his cock and balls, She had sucked him off before; but it was never this kind of attention. She was willing and eager to please him, and worked at his loins with an appreciation she'd never shown before. His four ejaculations earlier meant he would last a long time; but his lovely charge was up to the task of sucking and licking him, even moving around to slip her tongue up his ass while her fingers stroked his organ. 

For a good thirty minutes Corporal Amanda Cole paid homage to his position with her lips, tongue, and fingers. When still he didn't climax, she got up from the floor and bent over the table, reaching back to hold her cheeks apart. "Fuck my ass sir. Cum in my asshole again." she said. She whimpered a little as she felt his hard member push into her tender and sensitive backside again, then held onto the opposite edge of the table as he sodomized her. Another fifteen minutes and Hayes finally let go, splashing another load of his seed in her bowels; but he pulled out before the last of it, and Amanda quickly dropped to her knees and emptied his balls, sucking and licking at his cock to clean him off before letting him go to stand up. She knew she had semen leaking from every orifice, and used the damp towel he'd provided to wipe herself, then began to put on her uniform. 

Hayes became attentive, helping her pull on the uniform over her aching shoulders. After she was dressed she looked at him with a weak smile. "Thank you sir. I promise I won't let you down again." Amanda told him.

"I know you won't Corporal. Let's just put this behind us and move forward." Hayes responded, turning to head for the door. 

"Major." She said, stopping him.

"Yes?" Hayes replied, turning around. 

"I just wanted you to know sir, I wouldn't mind if you wanted more of ..." she began.

"I appreciate that Amanda. We'll see how things go." Hayes replied, giving her an acknowledging nod. They both left the room and headed back to their own quarters. They would indeed be together again, under more friendly circumstances.

** Continued in Chapter 11 -- T'Pol Does a Gangbang **



Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 11



Author's Note: For those readers who are not familiar with the 'In a Mirror Darkly' espisodes of Star Trek Enterprise, this is an episode in which Archer and the crew are seen as they would be in a 'mirror' universe. Archer is a power-hungry jerk. These episodes (a two-parter, actually) puts the 'Ho' in Hoshi – and at the end she announces herself as 'Empress Hoshi Sato'.

One more note for those who are wondering. The 'Enterprise – the Other Side' series has 16 'episodes' currently in the story line. This is episode #10, so stay tuned....

This is a work of fiction, although loosely based on two particular episodes of a popular sci-fi series. I own neither the series nor the characters; but I do own the work presented here. I have taken significant liberties with the characters, and hope you enjoy it!





Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 11



Travis was at a bit of a disadvantage; but the Vulcan's cunt was a nice place to rest his cock while keeping it hard. He could feel Trip's dick through the thin membrane separating her channels, and the muscles in her vagina would convulse from time to time. On the other hand, he had a very 'up-close-and-personal' view of the Major's penis using her mouth. He knew he just needed to wait this round out, keep his dick ready, and he would have his turn in her backside. Malcom had called it a 'tidy little bum'. Travis planned to make it very messy. Hayes grabbed her head and began pummeling her mouth with his dick, emptying his balls in her throat. Her muscles convulsed again, clenching at his dick, and he felt Trip begin pounding into her butt. Just a few more minutes... he thought, holding her hips still to give his friend and CO a stationary target for his final assault. Haye's yanked his meat from her mouth and quickly held a towel under her face so Travis didn't end up with a face full of his semen. Trip's final strokes filled her rectal tube with his load and Travis felt his dick leave her butt abruptly. Before he could move Trip was around the table, shoving his dirty cock into her mouth to 'finish up'. He ordered the woman to suck him clean, holding her head in place to take care of that business. 

"Okay Travis. Her ass is yours." Trip told him, assisting Hayes in lifting her limp form from atop their friend. 

"On her back." Travis suggested, watching as his comrades flipped her over to place her on her back. "Hang her head over the other end so you can use her mouth. I plan on being here a while." he told them, pushing her knees back to expose her puffy red ring. "Okay T'Pol... I doubt you've ever had anything this size in your ass..." he said hoarsely, positioning the huge head of his pole at her nether entrance. She looked up at him weakly, fear finally showing on her face as he nudged the head of his dick against her anus. "Say hello to the boss..." he growled at her, his hips applying enough force to push past her sphincter and impale her butt on eight of his ten inches. She howled in pain at the intrusion, her body writhing on the tabletop. He pulled most of the way out then abruptly slammed his entire length into her tender bottomhole. Another scream came from deep inside her. 

"Damn woman, I guess we'll just have to keep you quiet then." Trip told her, turning her head toward his loins and shoving his organ into her mouth. "Get busy Vulcan whore" he ordered. "Hey Travis, why don't you fuck her ass hard. You can always soak your dick in there afterward and get off again; but I for one would love to see you ream her good." he laughed. Travis started stroking in and out of her snug pooper, enjoying the silky smooth chute gliding along his organ. "Yeah bud, FUCK that Vulcan asshole." Hayes told him. Travis established a rhythm with his thrusts, sliding in to the hilt before pulling back until just his cockhead remained inside the mucky hole. Every time he entered her he could feel the muscles in her butt clenching around his organ, driving him toward a climax. Trip noticed the look on his face. "Go ahead man, fill her dirty butt with your jizz, then leave it in there and let her get you off again. 

Travis fucked the woman's rectum, slamming into her as he began to cum. Blast after blast of semen poured into her until he was spent. Her muscles held him in place, squeezing his penis in a grip the likes of which he'd never known. After Trip pulled his dick from her mouth she opened her eyes and winked, giving his cock an exquisite massage with her bottom. Travis waited until her chute was slightly relaxed before he withdrew his cock, waving his hands at his comrades. They understood, and flipped her onto her belly, holding her down as he inserted his manhood between her cheeks and forced his way back inside her ass. She grunted at the assault; but was ready with those incredible rectal muscles and began rippling them up and down his shaft. He pushed until his pubes tickled her buttocks, grinding his hips as he tried to get even more inside her. Minutes later his libido was again very much awake, her pooper massaging his meat into a fevered rage. "ooooOOOHHHHH FUCK!" he growled, looking down at his point of penetration. He dug in with this thumbs, spreading her cheeks so he could see her distended hole stretched around his cock. He could see the rippling of her ring, a sight so nasty and exciting that he could not hold back. 

Trip clinked his glass against the Major's as they watched Travis having his pleasure in the Vulcan's backside. "Hey Travis, that's some good ass, eh?" he laughed. 

"I must say I wasn't ready for the muscles in there." Hayes said matter-of-factly. "Just incredible control she has - in her ASS!" he added. 

"It's a Vulcan thing." Trip began, having been filled in by the good doctor. "They only mate every seven years; but that's just a baby-making thing apparently. The women have asshole's that are made for pleasure, with this 'outer chute' that cleans itself after they shit, and has muscles they can control to provide pleasure to any penis lucky enough to get in there." 

"I'd say it works." Hayes laughed as he watched Travis lose control in T'Pol's perfect rear. He was jerking and spasming like a man having a seizure of some kind, his hips pounding against hers and pinning her against the edge of the table. After his climax subsided he simply collapsed on her back, his thick member still buried in her asshole. Apparently she began the muscle thing again, because he yanked his dick free and stood up, slapping her bottom hard before he staggered over to them. "Two times in that sweet Vulcan butt is enough?" Hayes laughed. 

"Fuck... yeah..." Travis replied, still out of breath. "Damn that woman's butt is incredible." he added. 

"You should go back over there and have her suck you clean man." Trip suggested. 

Travis waved at his boss. "No more. I'm done." 

Hayes got up and walked over to T'Pol, her naked body still draped lewdly over the table. He spread her buttocks and laughed. "I don't know, her asshole looks ready for more." he told them, pushing two fingers into the tender hole. He walked around the table and pushed his half-hard dick into her mouth. "Suck me hard whore. Get me ready so I can fuck your dirty ass some more." he barked, sliding his meat in and out of her willing lips. A few minutes later and he was ready, pulling out of her face to move around to her butt. He forced his dick to the hilt in her bottom, then gave her a slap. "Get me off bitch." he ordered. Ten minutes later he filled her rear with his seed, pulling out and reinserting it in her mouth. "Suck me clean Vulcan." he ordered, pulling her head until her lips encircled his root. "That's it bitch. Get all your shit off of me." he barked. He gave her a minute or two, then yanked it free and rejoined his friends at the bar with a chuckle. "Yeah baby. Gotta love that Vulcan ass." he said, downing his drink. 

The three men left her there, nude and draped over the table. Her clothes were in tatters and of no use. The steward came in to clean the place and found her, handing her a warm damp towel to clean herself up. He thought about having a turn, then realized that probably wasn't wise. He helped her out and finished his work, imagining her naked form walking the corridors with semen oozing out of her holes. Ah.... the life of a woman on Archer's crew... he thought.



Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 12



Author's Note: For those readers who are not familiar with the 'In a Mirror Darkly' espisodes of Star Trek Enterprise, this is an episode in which Archer and the crew are seen as they would be in a 'mirror' universe. Archer is a power-hungry jerk. These episodes (a two-parter, actually) puts the 'Ho' in Hoshi.

One more note for those who are wondering. The 'Enterprise – the Other Side' series has 16 'episodes' currently in the story line. This is episode #12, so stay tuned....

This is a work of fiction, although loosely based on two particular episodes of a popular sci-fi series. I own neither the series nor the characters; but I do own the work presented here. I have taken significant liberties with the characters, and hope you enjoy it!





Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 12



"Come on subcommander. Get with the program and MAKE ME CUM!" Archer barked, slapping her ass. He glanced at the timer. Coming up on four minutes. "You have one fucking minute bitch. WORK THAT VULCAN ASSHOLE" he shouted at her, giving her a long hard stroke. 

Hoshi watched the clock, finally breathing when she knew the event was over. More than five minutes now and Archer was still waiting. She silently thanked Phlox, pouring herself a drink while she waited. 

"Time is UP Subcommander. I'll just take my pleasure now." Archer spat, grabbing the Vulcan's fleshy hips tightly. His hips began pumping, ravaging her rectum with his cock. He pounded her mucky hole hard, skewering her tight bung as hard as he wanted to. More than two additional minutes of the brutal sodomy and he finally began to splash her insides with his seed. He yanked his dick from her backside and ran around the table to force his meat into her mouth. "Suck me dry bitch. YOU LOSE." he shouted, holding her head and fucking her face. After his last blast he pushed it into her throat and held her there, her throat muscles gripping his cockhead as she gurgled, swallowing his semen. He pulled it halfway out then grabbed her ears. "Lick it clean Subcommander. Every drop." he said hoarsely, feeling her tongue lap the length of his shaft and around the head. Then he yanked it free and slapped her across the face. Only then did he stop the timer. 

"SEVEN FUCKING MINUTES!" Archer howled with laughter, writing down the time. "Okay bitches. Three minute break then we move on." he told them, pouring himself another Cognac. He glanced over to the couch, noticing that Hoshi had taken the opportunity to freshen herself up. She smiled softly, and he winked in response. 

It took two of the three minute break for T'Pol to recover sufficiently to stand up. Her backside was sore, her jaw was sore, and she still had no plan. Sato had claimed the advantage with the random draw of the card, and T'Pol had to try and catch up. She quickly downed a drink and splashed her face with cold water. What do we do now? she wondered. 

"Break's over girls." Archer said, standing up to face them. "Your turn, Subcommander. What are we doing now?" he asked her. 

T'Pol's mind raced. "This time it is oral satisfaction; but the opponent will wear a strap-on dildo and can fuck the contestant in either hole while she gets the Captain off with her mouth." she said, not really having a strategy to win. 

"Any particular position for this, T'Pol?" Archer queried. 

"On the table, on your back Asian whore!" T'Pol barked, walking to the cabinet to retrieve the strapon dildo. She didn't watch Sato take her position on the table, busy arranging the tool so it wouldn't chafe her own genitals. Then she realized - she could have elected to go first this time.... DAMN!

Hoshi laid back on the table, letting her head drop over the edge to provide Archer access to her mouth. She had taken the doctor's advice and rinsed her cunt with a liquid he said would cause her glands to produce plenty of natural lubricant for the duration of the evening - just in case she needed it. She suspected the Vulcan would probably ram that plastic dick into her pussy. She was ready. Archer's penis appeared and pressed against her lips. She took the opportunity get a head start, knowing T'Pol couldn't see it. Archer let her work at the head of his penis, waiting for her opponent to be ready. Any moment now. She heard the timer click ..

"nnnnYAAAAAAAHHHH" Sato squealed as her opponent slammed the fake phallus up her cunt. Archer pushed his dick into her mouth, sliding it in until she gurgled as the head bumped the entrance to her throat. "mmmGLllph" came her muffled grunt. Hoshi reached up between his legs, fondling his balls in one hand while the other worked his anus. She worked her throat muscles on his cockhead, lapping at the shaft with her tongue. The plastic tool in her pussy was having no affect, sliding easily in and out of her well lubed vagina. She worked a finger up Archer's ass, sucking hard on his cock as his hips began to move. 

T'Pol was mortified. DAMMIT she thought, yanking the strapon out of the Asian girl's cunt. She dropped the head an inch and rammed it into her asshole. A muffled squeal came from the woman, the Captain's dick in her mouth holding the sound down. But that was it. One little squeak. And she was pounding the girl's butthole! She dug her fingernails into Sato's hips and fucked the hell out of her rear entry; but there was no response. She looked at Archer's face and knew it would be over soon. 

Archer looked down at his cock in Sato's pretty face, bringing a twitch from his penis. He reached down to fondle her perky breasts and his hips began moving of their own avail. "Ohhhhgodd... Hoshi... ohmyGODDDDD... Oh yeah.... yesbabyyesbabyYESSSSS..." he howled, spraying the back of her throat with his seed. The Ensign was having trouble breathing with all the sticky liquid filling her mouth, and Archer pulled his dick out to spatter the remaining drops on her neck and chest before stopping the timer. He noticed the Vulcan still slamming the strapon into the Asian girl's ass and pushed her back. 

Hoshi coughed and spat trying to catch her breath; but knew it would be her turn with strapon shortly. Without being obvious she glanced over at the timer. Under six minutes to suck him off. She knew the Vulcan bitch could do it; but would she be able to do it with that plastic dick jammed into her dry cunt? We'll just see about THAT!

Archer jotted down the time and reset the timer. He looked at the girls with a wry smile. "I think we'll give the old man a little time to recover before we start that timer again." he laughed. He poured them each another drink. "Nice job Ensign. Good blow job." he told her. "And good job taking that plastic dick up your ass too." he chuckled, picking up the tool the Vulcan had removed and set down. He looked it over, sniffing it. "Mmm... Asian ass..." he laughed again. There was no blood, so he wasn't worried about it. 

She had to focus. She had to ignore whatever that Asian bitch did and get him off with her mouth. If she lost this event there would be only one more chance. It was time. She turned to look at her opponent, noting she already had the strapon ready along with a rather vicious look on her face. Archer was waving to her, his half-erect dick hanging down in front of him. Then she heard Sato's voice. "ON YOUR BACK ON THE TABLE YOU VULCAN WHORE!" She climbed up on the table, taking up the same position her opponent had been in. Archer dropped his floppy organ into her mouth and she heard the timer start. The pain of Sato's first thrust brought her body to a stop as the Asian girl rammed the dry plastic shaft into her dry vagina with no mercy. Damn... I wish I'd thought of that... 

Sato saw her chance and tore into the Vulcan's hips with her fingernails, pounding the plastic into the woman's hole. She knew from Phlox that it wasn't a normal function of the Vulcan vagina to produce lubricant. She slammed the strapon dildo into her opponent's helpless cunt, bringing muffled shreaks of pain from the Vulcan woman. She decided then that the final event of this evening would involve more of the same, perhaps with Archer using her pussy while she watched. Then he could fuck her well-prepared pussy to end the round. Her hips were in autopilot, fucking the woman hard as she watched Archer grinding his cock into her mouth. She glanced at the clock. Five minutes and counting...

"Come on Subcommander. You can suck better than that!" Archer barked, holding her ears to fuck her oral opening for a few strokes. When her only response was muffled squeaks in rhythm with Sato's thrusts he slapped the Vulcan hard. "I SAID SUCK!" he howled. "MAKE ME CUM IN YOUR MOUTH, BITCH!" He jammed his dick as far into her face as he could, holding it deep as she attempted to please him. Her lips gripped his shaft weakly, her tongue jerking around his cockhead as her throat muscles convulsed with every stroke of the plastic penis in her tender cunt. "COME ON, SUCK IT!" Archer demanded. He looked across the table and saw Hoshi, focussed on pounding the Vulcan's vagina, her hips a blur as she slammed the strapon home over and over. The Asian beauty had lucked out with her card draw; but her strategy had been perfect - and her asshole was magnificent. He glanced at the clock, noting that it was well beyond the six minute mark. "Time is up Subcommander. I'm gonna fuck your face until I cum now." he told her, reaching down to pinch both nipples hard. Then he grabbed her head to hold it at the angle he wanted, and began screwing her mouth as if it were a pussy. He fucked her face for another three minutes before he finally began ejaculating down her throat. She coughed and shook as he finished emptying his load. Her hands gathered enough strength to push him away and she yanked herself free of Sato, falling in a heap on the floor as she puked up his seed - and her dinner. Archer laughed, reaching over to stop the timer. He looked at the time. Eight minutes, almost nine. He wrote the time down; but it was over. 

T'Pol lay on the floor writhing in pain and humiliation. Her over-confidence had lost this round, no matter what Sato declared next. For ten minutes she agonized over the decision she must make. It was better to run and live to fight another day. Without facing them she said "No more." as loud as she could. There was no response. 

Hoshi had again splashed her face and refreshed her makeup, and sat on the couch sipping a drink and looking fine when Archer came over to join her. "She's not looking too good Ensign. I think she might lose this one." Archer said, chuckling as he took a long pull on his Cognac. Hoshi nodded in agreement, taking a sip of her wine. "I mean, look at that poor bitch. She can't even stand up." he added, standing himself to go see what was going on. Hoshi heard some mumbling; but couldn't discern what was said. Archer returned and sat down, holding his glass up in a toast. "To the winner of Round 4 - Ensign Hoshi Sato." he said with a smile. Hoshi clinked her glass to his and took a drink. "She just quit. I guess that fucking you gave her was too much." he added. 

"I just planned things, that's all. I had to win this one to tie up the competition." she told him. 

"Yeah... so how did you get that action in your ass anyway?" he asked her. 

"You liked that, did you?" she laughed. "It's my secret sir; but I am glad I was able to please you that way." she told him. 

They watched as T'Pol gathered herself, mopping up the mess on the floor before she grabbed a borrowed robe and left without a word. She was a beaten woman. 

Archer shook his head. "I expected more from a fucking Vulcan warrior, you know?" he said, filling her glass before he topped up his own. "She really disappointed me this evening; but you didn't." he said softly. "Great job Hoshi. Really good stuff." he told her. 

"So... are we done for the evening?" Hoshi asked. 

Archer put his hand on her bare thigh, giving her a gentle squeeze. "Unless you would like some gentle loving to close out the day." he told her. She turned her head and their lips met in a passionate kiss, her slender fingers finding his cock. His member was erect almost immediately. 

Hoshi broke the kiss, her hand now wrapped around a fully grown cock. "Well sir, you've had my ass and my mouth already. Why not take a turn in my hot pussy?" she suggested, swinging across his lap to straddle him. The head of his penis pushed past her wet vulva, gliding slowly into her sweet heat. "Ohhhhyesssss.... fuck me my Captain... fuck me..." she moaned softly into his ear. She began kissing and nibbling at his ears, knowing he couldn't resist it. Her hips writhed in a sensual dance, moving her loins on his with a lust he hadn't experienced recently. I need to be convincing... 

Archer was reveling in the moist warmth of her cunt, his hands roaming over her lithe body to grope at her breasts and fondle her buttocks. His fingers slipped down the crack of her ass and found her puckered anus, finding the little hole moist and receptive to his finger as he pushed it inside. Her hips began rising and falling, her vaginal muscles squeezing his cock as she worked them both toward another climax. He pushed his finger deep into her bottom and held her, nuzzling her neck. "You are such a hot bitch Hoshi. I love fucking you" he said hoarsely. 

She felt the twitch, knew he was close. His finger in her bottom had her close as well, so she began rocking her torso faster and faster, squeezing his meat in hers until he grabbed her hips and began slamming his dick into her. Both of them went over the cliff, their bodies spasming in unison as she felt his warmth flow into her belly. They moved as one through the throes of orgasm, settling slowly without losing touch. His cock finally softened inside her and she rolled off to his side, taking a deep breath. "Mmm.... that was nice Jonathan." she said, using his first name for the first time that evening. 

"Oh yeah baby... very, VERY nice." he replied. 

Hoshi poured him another Cognac before she donned her clothes and bid him a good evening. She smiled all the way back to her quarters, having soundly beaten the Vulcan whore at her own game. Now it was tied. 

Archer finished his drink before taking a shower and retiring. Based on T'Pol's condition the final round would have to wait, and he had other business to attend to in any case. It took his mind a while to shut down; but his body was exhausted. 

Continued in Chapter 13 - Trip goes to town on Crewman Kelly



Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 13



Author's Note: For those readers who are not familiar with the 'In a Mirror Darkly' espisodes of Star Trek Enterprise, this is an episode in which Archer and the crew are seen as they would be in a 'mirror' universe. Archer is a power-hungry jerk. These episodes (a two-parter, actually) the 'Ho' in Hoshi.

One more note for those who are wondering. The 'Enterprise -- the Other Side' series has 16 'episodes' currently in the story line. This is episode #13, so stay tuned....

This is a work of fiction, although loosely based on two particular episodes of a popular sci-fi series. I own neither the series nor the characters; but I do own the work presented here. I have taken significant liberties with the characters, and hope you enjoy it!





Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 13



His hips ground into the fleshy cheeks of her backside, his cock now raging in her mucky rectal channel. His precum added lubricant to the tight hole, making it easier for him to stroke in and out of her. His hips moved in an ever-increasing pace, fucking her asshole with purpose as his climax approached. He could feel the clenching of her sphincter, gripping his shaft as it slipped in and out. Then he gripped her hips tightly and began skewering her asshole hard, bringing squeaks and squeals from crewman Kelly as she was sodomized for the first time. His first blast came and he rammed it home, burying his penis in her colon to unleash his load of sticky seed. It felt like a gallon of semen was released into her bottom, making her mucky chute slippery for his thrusting organ. Finally he was drained, collapsing atop her body as his breathing returned to normal. 

His weight crushed her as she squirmed under his heaving body. His dick was still up her tender asshole, and she needed to breathe. Even with all the fluids in her rear, the stretching was still painful. She heaved and struggled until he finally pushed himself up and off of her, his cock pulling out of her with a lewd PLOP. "OhhhmyGODDDD." she groaned, embarassed to face her commanding officer. 

Trip sat back on the dining chair, staring at the lush round booty he'd just fucked. He could see the puffy hole, still gaping open a half-inch, between her soft cheeks. He reached over and gave her a playful slap. "Nice ass Kelly." he said, adding a chuckle. "Really.. really nice ass." 

Kelly pushed herself up and climbed off the table, taking a dining napkin to wipe herself, even pushing a fingertip into her butt to try and dry some of the ooze. When she was happy with the result she looked at Tucker. "Thirsty... sir?" she asked, not waiting for a reply. She headed for the sofa first to grab their glasses, then to the bar to refill both of them. Her anus was sore, still tingling from his assault. She wondered how long that would last.

He turned to watch her walk away, her full buttocks jiggling with each step. He could see the glistening between her cheeks and knew it was his juice in there. Her breasts jiggled as well, as she walked first to the bar. He took the glass and thanked her, holding his glass up in a toast.

"So... what are we drinking to sir?" Kelly asked, tipping her glass to his. 

"Why, to the taking of Crewman Kelly's anal cherry, of course!" Trip replied with a hearty laugh. 

"Hah." she replied. "I guess that only happens once, eh?" she added, drinking half the glass of whiskey. She glared at him. "Did you have to do that to me sir? I mean... it hurt like hell!" she told him.

Trip just shook his head and smiled. "I only did what you seemed to want crewman. It was your punishment. I was only the one obligated to administer that punishment." he told her. 

"Oh, so I WANTED you to fuck me up the ass?" she queried, squirming on her chair. "No way!" she added.

Trip drank the rest of his whiskey and stood up. "Well crewman, hopefully you won't make any more mistakes." he told her. "I've had all your holes now, so it won't be me next time." he added. "Now off with you girl. Your commanding officer needs his rest." he told her, helping her up. He watched her again as she walked away, bending to retrieve her undergarments then her trousers and shirt. He watched her dress, then bid her good day as she headed out to the corridor. Then he poured himself another whiskey and settled down with his thoughts. 

Kelly had been his first virgin asshole. He vowed to himself that it would not be his last.

Continued in Chapter 14 - Andorian Pussy is Sweet as Candy



Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 14



Author's Note: For those readers who are not familiar with the 'In a Mirror Darkly' espisodes of Star Trek Enterprise, this is an episode in which Archer and the crew are seen as they would be in a 'mirror' universe. Archer is a power-hungry jerk. These episodes (a two-parter, actually) put the 'Ho' in Hoshi.

One more note for those who are wondering. The 'Enterprise -- the Other Side' series has 16 'episodes' currently in the story line. This is episode #14, so stay tuned....

This is a work of fiction, although loosely based on two particular episodes of a popular sci-fi series. I own neither the series nor the characters; but I do own the work presented here. I have taken significant liberties with the characters, and hope you enjoy it!





Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 14



"Mmmm... a nice way indeed." Archer replied, squeezing her naked thigh. She got up and grabbed their glasses, and he was treated to the view of her nude form walking away from him. Her ass was incredible, so firm and round. He had to have that ass. With that thought she was on her way back and he stared at the silky white fur on her mound. He could barely make out the colorful lips of her wet pussy; but knew he would have to see that up close before the evening was over. He took the glass and returned her smile. 

"I really do love that Jonathan." she told him. "Oral pleasure, I mean." she clarified, tipping her glass to his and taking a long swallow. 

"Is that your favorite thing Mynka?" he asked her. 

"Oh, I don't know that I really have a favorite thing when it comes to pleasure. I love everything." she giggled. 

"Really!?" Archer queried. "Tell me what you like Mynka. I want you to enjoy something now." he told her, very unlike his normal self. 

"Mmmm... Well I liked what you were doing with your fingers. And I loved sucking your cock. I do like it when a lover eats me, so I guess if you don't mind..." she responded. 

Archer thought about it for a moment, then suggested she straddle his face on the couch. "I'll hold you up and eat that sweet pussy for you." he suggested. "No... wait... I'll lie down and you can straddle me that way." he changed his mind. She stood up while he positioned himself; but there really wasn't room enough for her legs on the narrow cushion of the sofa. He stopped her. "Perhaps this would be better on the bed." he suggested, jumping up and taking her hand to pull her into his bedroom. Few women had been in that room; but Archer wasn't considering any of that now. This girl was the hottest thing he'd seen in years, and his dick was doing the thinking. He threw himself on the bed and beckoned her with his hands. He'd left the lights on deliberately, and let out a long sigh as her beautiful pussy came into view. "God you have a beautiful pussy Mynka." he said hoarsely. 

Mynka straddled his face, lowering her sex to his lips slowly. His tongue lapped at her sensitive labia, drawing her fragrant juices to the surface. "ahhhhhhmmmmm...." she moaned as he worked his tongue up and down her vulva. "ohgodyessss..." she mewled, letting her hips move on their own. 

Archer tasted her cunt, enjoying the sweetness of her juices as she began to writhe against his mouth. His hands grasped her hips, letting her move while he held her up. His tongue found her clit and her mewls turned to moans. He expertly took her right to the edge of climax and held her there for more than a half hour, slipping his pinky into her asshole as he devoured her delicious pussy. Finally he couldn't hold her back and she bucked like a wild pony, grinding her crotch on his face as she spasmed and jerked for several minutes. She started to get up and he held her hips, suggesting she turn around to show him her bottom. She giggled and did as he asked, reaching back to spread her cheeks. He grabbed her hips and wormed his tongue into her anus, working at the snug port until he achieved a half-inch of penetration. Then he let go, allowing her to rise. 

"Whoa!" she exclaimed. "Nobody has ever put their tongue up my butt before." she laughed. 

"Oh?" Archer replied. "What about other things?" he pursued.

"Well of course I've had fingers in there, and even a couple of cocks." she told him. "Why?" she queried. "Do you want to fuck my ass?" she teased. "My tight little Andorian butt?" she laughed. 

"I suppose the thought had come to mind." Archer replied. 

"Maybe in a little while my Captain." Mynka laughed, bouncing off the bed and back into the living room. By the time she had refilled their drinks Archer had appeared. "Here you are sir." she said, handing him his glass. They relaxed for a while, Archer finding an entertaining documentary made forty years in the future. She didn't ask and he offered no explanation for that little detail. Apparently Mynka got bored, and began teasing at his genitals with her fingers, lips, and tongue. His dick responded as always, and she was eager to provide her services. Abruptly she stopped, pulling her mouth from him to look into his eyes. "Fuck me" she said. In a flash she threw her leg across his lap, planting her still juicy pussy atop his organ. She nuzzled his neck and shoved her hips down to take his manhood deep into her belly. "FUCK ME." she growled, writhing her hips as his hands took hold of them. 

Archer grasped her lithe body and began screwing into her tight cunt, his hips bucking in rhythm with hers as their lips met in a passionate kiss. Her vagina was snug, tighter than any human cunt he'd been in. Tighter than some buttholes he'd fucked. And this girl knew how to please a man, her body writhing and rotating on his dick as it stroked in and out of her. She came twice while they fucked, her entire body tensing up before the spasms began. Her cunt got incredibly hot during her climax, and her juices flowed down his legs. He reached around her, cupping her firm little cheeks. She leaned toward him to whisper in his ear. "Finger my butt." she said. He found the little ring, reaching below it to gather her natural lube before slipping the tip inside her tight opening. She resumed her grinding, sliding up and down as his finger slipped deeper. "Mmm.... deeper..." she moaned, working her hips back to take his digit to the second knuckle in her snug pooper. "ahhhhhhhhhhhYESSSSS..." she grunted. 

Mynka couldn't hold back, another orgasm overcoming her. Her pussy convulsed around his cock as she slammed her body down on his. The finger in her ass was buried to the hilt now, wriggling inside her rear as the spasms consumed her. She bit into his neck, her fingernails scraping the skin on his shoulders. She had hoped to get him off at the same time; but the man had more stamina than she had given him credit for. He let her remain on his lap, his cock still fully erect inside her as he slowly slipped the finger from her butthole. She pressed her lips to his in a passionate kiss, then whispered in his ear. "Do you want my ass?" 

Archer didn't need a second invitation. He stood up without disengaging from her cunt, carrying her to the dining table to set her down. "Pull your knees back." he said hoarsely as he pulled out of her pussy. She did as he asked and he repositioned his dick at the tiny pucker of her rear entry. "Ready?" he asked, looking into her eyes. She nodded and gave him a weak smile that turned into a grimace as the head of his penis forced its way past her clenching ring. Her hands reached for his chest, pushing lightly as his hips continued to apply pressure. He was in charge now, and gave a quick jerk of his hips to gain an inch in her anal chute. She squealed, her hips alive with motion. "Take my cock in your tight ass, girl." he said, forcing several inches of his meat into her resisting bottom. She cried out, begging him to hold still; but it was not to be. While the sex had been good earlier, she had been in control all that time. Now, even though the buttfucking was her idea, it was Archer holding the reins. 

He didn't want this to result in a visit to Phlox to patch up her hole, and every motion into her butt caused her to wince and squeal. Ten minutes into the anal session and he was only halfway into her rectum, in spite of all the lubricant on his dick from her pussy. He slowly pulled out of her, quickly flipping her over onto her belly. He slapped her bottom. "Stay put Mynka. I'm going to get something to make this easier on both of us." he told her, going to the cabinet behind the bar to retrieve a tube of Phlox' 'special' anal lube. Heading back for the table he flipped open the applicator nozzle. "Reach back and spread your ass girl." he ordered. He pushed the nozzle into her colorful little hole, squeezing the bottle two full compressions before coating first his cock then a finger. He pushed the finger deep into her ass, worming it around to coat her channel with the lube. By the time he'd spread the lube on his penis, the special formula was doing it's job. 

Mynka had no idea that she was in for such a painful act when she offered her backside to him. While she'd only had anal intercourse a few times, it had always been okay. A bit uncomfortable at first; but okay. Archer's cock felt like a bulkhead being shoved up her butt, and it hurt like hell. She was grateful when he pulled out of her, then she was on her belly and he left her momentarily. She felt the tiny nozzle being pushed inside her nether opening, then the warmth of something that also felt slippery. Then a finger - going ALL the way up her bottom - and it was okay. Oh god... there was the head of his big dick again... up against her little hole... "nnnNNGHHAAAAA" she grunted as Archer pushed several inches of his meat into her behind. He held still for several seconds, pulled back an inch or so, then another push. "OOOHHHHHHHHFUCK" she growled, her rectal channel harboring seven inches of man meat now. Another brief rest, another short pullback. She held her breath. "NNNNNAAAAAHHHHH" she howled as Archer forced his full length up her ass. She was completely full, her bottom stretched wide by a human penis. 

Archer looked down at the tiny little hole, distended beyond all reason by his cock. The girl was petite, her cheeks spanning barely more than one of his hands, and his good sized penis made her look even smaller. He did love that special lube, as the tight confines of the Andorian girl's asshole spasmed around his organ. He held still for a few minutes, his dick twitching in her butt as she became accustomed to the intruder. Her squeals and squirms had served to encourage his penetration, her sphincter clenching down hard on his somewhat tender penis. His hips began to move slowly, stroking out several inches and back inside. She moaned, begging him to go easy. "I'm going to fuck your tight ass and cum deep in your backside Mynka. Relax your asshole and it won't hurt so much." he whispered hoarsely. He gripped her slender hips with his hands and began to buttfuck the pretty girl. She squeaked with each inward thrust, letting out a grunting breath as he bottomed out. His cock was in control now. "Yeah baby... take it up your cute little ass..." he grunted, sliding all the way out and all the way in. "So fucking tight.." he growled. "Take it girl... You wanted it, now TAKE IT." he howled, his hips now pounding his meat into her bottom. 

Mynka tried to hold her breath; but the concussion of his thrusts made that impossible. The pain wasn't too much for her; but she knew her ass was going to be sore after this. He was right, it had been her idea. She had asked him to do this. She felt the twitching of his penis as he approached what she hoped would be his climax, and thrust her hips back toward him. She consciously willed her muscles to clamp down on his organ as it moved in and out of her tender hole, and was rewarded when he grunted and began slamming into her, emptying his load into her bowels. She was thankful for the extra lubrication his semen provided as he continued to stroke in and out of her tender hole, his organ twitching the last of his climax. His body lay on her back, his breathing loud in her ear. "Good..." another spasm "Ass..." yet another "FUCK" his hips thrust hard against her. Moments later he yanked his dick from her butthole, she felt his thumbs spreading her open. "Gorgeous little flower you have, crewman." then he slapped her cheeks and walked away. 

Archer watched her perfect derriere tremble as she recovered from the sodomy, pouring himself another Cognac. He walked back over to the table, dropping a hand to her buttocks to fondle and squeeze the firm flesh. Then his hand moved to cover the crevice between the cheeks, his thick middle finger pushing into her hole to feign intercourse while she writhed on her belly. "You have many talents, Miss Shana'an." he told her, his finger moving slowly in and out of her sensitized anus. "You have skills I can make use of on my bridge." he added, slipping a second digit inside her tender passage. He took a long swallow of his drink before continuing. "And if you play your cards right, I can make your life less - shall we say - uncomfortable." he laughed, yanking the fingers from her butt before he returned to the sofa. 

She pushed herself up, finding it difficult to stand. She needed to clean herself up, and turned toward the bathroom. She caught Archer's eye and indicated her need without speaking. He nodded and she walked to the bathroom, feeling his eyes on her body as she walked. Her rectum burned from the rather brutal reaming he had subjected her to; but she knew the pain would pass. Her hope now was that she had done enough to prove her value to the Captain. She took a shower, letting the water flow down her body and between her legs to soothe the tender flesh. Archer managed to enter the room without her noticing, enterring the shower to join her. "S-sir?" she stammered. 

"I just thought we could conserve water and shower together." he told her, taking the soap to move it over her skin. She certainly did have a wonderfully firm body, and the icey blue tint of her flesh was somehow erotic. She took the soap from him and lathered his body slowly, making sure she built up plenty of suds to clean his genitals. Doing her very best not to stimulate his organ, she washed his testicles and down between his legs as he stood there giving her a hand to keep her up. They rinsed off and grabbed towels, then Archer donned his smoker and left her to finish. He walked back out and filled both of their glasses, sitting on the sofa to await her emergence. When she appeared, having put on the skimpy outfit she wore upon arrival, he nodded and pointed to the drink. "There you go. None the worse for wear Mynka." he told her. 

Mynka sat in the chair across from the Captain, squirming a bit from the tenderness in her backside. She noticed him watching, and gave him a weak smile. "It's not so bad." she told him, managing a wink. "I will freely admit I've never had anything that big up my ass before." she giggled. 

Archer laughed. "If you are good - and fortunate - my cock might be the only big thing in that cute little fanny." he told her. 

"Okay sir. So what do I need to do?" she asked him, getting right to the point. 

"You're off to a good start crewman. I'm sure my XO will have some tests for you, and of course my current Master Helmsman will want to see you in action." he chuckled at the double entendre. 

"What sort of tests and what kind of action sir?" she pursued. 

Archer looked her in the eye. "If Commander Tucker agrees with my assessment of your technical expertise and you demonstrate to Ensign Mayweather that you know how to fly, then we move on to the next step." he told her. 

"And what is the next step?" she kept up the pursuit. 

"Oh no darlin'. We aren't there yet. On this crew we move one step at a time when it comes to the important jobs. You will have to earn your place on my bridge." he told her. 

"Alright, I'm not afraid of that challenge. So what about the sex?" she asked him, staring him down. 

"The sex?" he laughed, shaking his head and taking a drink. "Just know that we share in those duties on this crew. If I decide that I want a woman to myself, then that's what happens." he added. 

"And do you want me to yourself sir?" she asked, her voice trembling. 

"For now, yes I do." he told her, waving a finger. "BUT!" he added. "That can change." He let that sink in, then stood up to offer his hand. "Congratulations Mynka Shana'an, and welcome to my bridge officer training program." he told her. "Study up and you'll be hearing from me or Commander Tucker tomorrow." 

WHEW she breathed a sigh of relief. At least he might protect her from the debauchery of the other male crew, and he seemed sincere about the bridge staff opportunity. She moved as quickly as she could manage back to her quarters, and was asleep in minutes. 

Archer brought up the Andorian girl's personnel file on his terminal, marking it 'restricted' and 'Archer' before adding the notes about her consideration for the bridge. That girl is prime stock he thought, closing the file and bringing up his calendar. As he was going over his schedule for the next day, the chime sounded. "Who is it?" he asked. It was Hoshi, and he let her in. Five minutes later he was fucking her sexy lips, ten minutes after that he was asleep. 

Continued in Chapter 15 - The Competition Concludes



Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 15



Author's Note: For those readers who are not familiar with the 'In a Mirror Darkly' espisodes of Star Trek Enterprise, this is an episode in which Archer and the crew are seen as they would be in a 'mirror' universe. Archer is a power-hungry jerk. These episodes (a two-parter, actually) the 'Ho' in Hoshi.

One more note for those who are wondering. The 'Enterprise – the Other Side' series has 16 'episodes' currently in the story line. This is episode #15, so stay tuned....

This is a work of fiction, although loosely based on two particular episodes of a popular sci-fi series. I own neither the series nor the characters; but I do own the work presented here. I have taken significant liberties with the characters, and hope you enjoy it!





Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 15



Archer tapped Malcom on the shoulder. "Correct Ensign." he called, waiting until Reed had moved away. "Next" came the call, and Archer watched Tucker move between her thighs. He knew Trip had fucked Hoshi at least once, so this could be interesting. With the XO's penis against the now wet lips, he called "Begin!" and watched intently.

"In slowly" she directed, feeling every inch of man meat as it slipped inside her wet tunnel. "Hold please" she told him when she felt his pelvis bump her own. Something unusual there... she thought. "Fuck me nice and easy." she said, enjoying the gentle strokes. "Now FUCK ME HARD" she demanded. With each thrust the owner's loins pounded against her clit. No pubic hair.  she realized. She let him fuck her, enjoying his grind against her pubis. The man can fuck, I'll give him that she thought. 

"TIME" came the call, and the cock was yanked from her pussy. "Thirty seconds" 

She didn't need thirty seconds. "Tucker" she answered.

"Final answer?" Archer asked.

"Yes. Definitely Commander Tucker" she said.

"Correct Ensign." he declared. He and the two remaining contributors had decided that some strategy was required, and decided that Archer would substitute on this round, as Hayes and Mayweather were too easy to distinguish from each other. "Next" he called. Archer moved into position, leaving himself some room to separate his voice. He handed the timer to Hayes and called "Begin", then quickly slipped into place to press his cockhead against her wet labia.

"Push it in slowly" Hoshi said, savoring the feel of a larger penis pushing her folds aside. "In and out, slowly now." she instructed, clenching her vaginal muscles around the sizeable cock. Her pussy spasmed at the sensations, leading her to believe it must be Travis. "FUCK ME" she barked, taking the length of the shaft in and out of her cunt. It felt wonderful, and her senses lead her astray. She blurted "Mayweather" without thinking or waiting for the time call. 

Archer wasn't giving her a second chance. "That is INCORRECT" he told her, giving her a last stroke before disengaging. 

DAMN! Hoshi cursed herself for letting lust screw up her logic. She should have known that wasn't Travis' dick. 

"Next and final cock for the Asian cunt" Archer taunted her, retrieving the timer and resetting it as Hayes took his place. "Begin" he barked. 

"In slowly" she instructed, clenching down on the organ as it pushed inside her. "In and out slowly." she said. DAMN! she thought, flustered at the previous failure. The cock pushed in and out of her pussy. "FUCK ME" she shouted, bracing herself. Surely she would know....

"TIME" Archer declared, pulling Hayes back by his arm. "Thirty seconds" he barked. 

Her mind raced. If she got this wrong, the score would be tied going into the anal event. That last cock couldn't possibly have been Travis, it was far too small. That was it. "Hayes" she blurted. "Definitely Major Hayes." she added. 

Archer shook his head, disgusted that their plan had not entirely worked. "Correct Ensign" he admitted. "The score after two events is six points for Ensign Sato, five points for Subcommander T'Pol. Next event is anal, and we have decided that the position for this event will be face down on the table, knees in the stirrups." he told them. "T'Pol to the table" he directed, letting Hayes help Hoshi down as the Vulcan walked up. "You have work to do, Subcommander" Archer told her. "Bend over the table, I'll move the stirrups and put your knees in place" he said, enjoying - as always - the view from behind her. He moved the stirrups back along the sides of the table, lowering them to a point that looked reasonable. After he placed a pad in each stirrup he lifted one knee and slipped it into place, followed by the other one. He stood directly behind her and admired the visual of her round cheeks, spread by the position of her legs, the wrinkled starfish of her asshole winking at him. 

Archer made another adjustment to the stirrups, bringing them down several inches to put the subject opening at the right level. He dropped a hand to her buttocks and gave them a squeeze. "Care for some lube, Subcommander?" he asked, brushing a finger against her dry hole. She nodded, and he picked up the tube of Phlox' special anal lube, inserting the nozzle in her anus. "Say when" he laughed, giving the tube a full compression. After the second squeeze she nodded her head and he withdrew the nozzle to coat a finger. "Here we go Subcommander." he said, pushing his digit up her clenching butt. He had to admit he loved fingering her ass. He looked around, noting that all four men were watching intently as he prepared the Vulcan for their dicks. He nodded his acknowledgment of their state. "FIRST COCK FOR VULCAN ASS" he called, finding and resetting the timer as Mayweather walked up. They'd decided to begin this event with him because of the size of his organ. She would probably recognize it correctly; but it might just reduce her ability to identify those that followed. He nodded and Travis pressed the bulbous head of his pole against her snug ring. "BEGIN!" 

"Push it in SLOWLY" T'Pol directed, relaxing her sphincter as the black pole pushed it open. "ahhhhhhhh" she moaned. FUCK that is a HUGE dick she thought as the penis slipped deep into her rectal channel. "EEEASYYYYY" she directed. When there was about eight inches of meat up her butt she called "HOLD" and began working her muscles around the organ. She could barely affect any motion, so large was the intruder. "Okay... in and out - REAL SLOW" she instructed, becoming more convinced by the second that it had to be Mayweather. She'd never had that cock in her ass; but it had stretched her cunt once. The dick pushed into her rear, then slowly eased out. "OKAY!" she shouted. "Mayweather" she blurted. 

Archer chuckled. "Big sucker, ain't it? You are correct Subcommander." watching the gape of her asshole as the Ensign pulled out of her. They had determined that next in the order would be Malcom, and Archer watched as the man coated his cock with the lube, stroking it into full strength. "Next!" Archer called, resetting the timer as the Lieutenant stepped up to the backside he'd deemed a 'tidy little bum' at one point. "Begin" came the call.

"Push it in slowly" the Vulcan said, waiting for the pressure of another dick going into her ass. Her sphincter accomodated this one easily, having been stretched wide by the black man's meat. When she felt the owner's pubic hairs tickling her cheeks she said "Hold" and began working her rectal muscles around the organ, finding it somewhat uninspiring. It was long enough to be interesting; but after Mayweather's pole it's girth was unexciting. "Okay... fuck my ass... nice and easy..." she directed, letting the owner slide in and out of her butt while she clenched her muscles to discover any telltale sensations. Nothing was really making it obvious, although the man was clearly enjoying the act of sodomy. 

"TIME" came Archer's call. He had to pull Malcom back to disengage his penis from the Vulcan's butthole; but he understood that. "Thirty seconds" he called.

Okay, not terribly exciting, long slender shaft, probably never been in her ass before... the answer came to her from the logic. "Reed" she said. "Definitely Lieutenant Reed" 

"Correct again, Subcommander!" Archer exclaimed, giving her a playful swat on the derriere. "Next cock for the Vulcan ass" he called, watching as Major Hayes took up his position. The Captain reset the timer and called "Begin" 

"Push it in slowly" she instructed. "nnNNGHHH" she gasped as the man shoved his dick hard into her butt. "I SAID SLOWLY" she barked, clenching down as hard as she could on the man's cock. She heard a few chuckles from the men surrounding her. Whose voices were those? she tried to figure it out. "Alright, now move it in and out SLOWLY" she emphasized the last word, her inner channel clenching rhythmically on the organ. Again, it wasn't terribly inspiring; but Trip could be trying to confuse her. It could even be Archer, although she was pretty sure he was standing to the side watching....

"TIME" came Archer's call. The Major dutifully pulled out of the slinky Vulcan's asshole, reaching down to spread her cheeks so he could see the gape left over from his dick. "Thirty seconds" came the the Captain's call. 

T'Pol thought through the information she had. Other than the initial rude intrusion, the penis that had penetrated her was not impressive. She was sure it wasn't Archer either, and Trip's cock had a particular curve that made it easy to identify. 

"Ten seconds" Archer barked.

"Major Hayes" she said with confidence. 

Archer raised his eyebrows. "Final answer" 

"Definitely Hayes" she responded. 

"Correct again Subcommander" the Captain said. "Next" Archer retrieved the timer and reset it to zero, waiting as Tucker moved into place. "Begin" 

Trip looked down as his fingers put his head in place, waiting for the Vulcan's direction. 

"In slowly" she said. She would know within moments if the cock being pushed into her ass was Tucker's or the Captain's. The owner was moving almost too slowly, taking seconds for each inch of penetration. With six inches inside her rectal channel she gave her answer. "Tucker" she said. "Definitely Commander Tucker"

"Damn, that's four out of four in your ass" Archer declared. Trip slowly eased his dick out of her familiar asshole, gazing intently at the pink inner tissues as her butthole gaped. "Subcommander T'Pol has completed the three basic events with a score of nine out of twelve." Archer declared. "Ensign Sato, your ass is now up." he added, nodding to Trip as he helped the Vulcan off the table. Travis was assisting Sato to the table, helping her into position as Archer opened the lube. The Captain looked at the ass he had enjoyed so often, wondering if the Asian beauty would be able to keep up her score. "Here we go Ensign." he said, inserting the nozzle in her butthole. "One... and two..." he taunted, squeezing the tube. He coated a finger and eased it past her clenching sphincter, pushing it to the hilt in Hoshi's ass. Withdrawing his digit he called "First cock for some Asian asshole" and watched as Trip took up the position. His cockhead pushed against Sato's anus, Archer called "BEGIN".

"Push it in easy. Nice and slow" she directed, trying to relax her butt to let him in. "mmmmmmnnNNNGG" she grunted as the organ was fully inserted in her rear. The initial penetration was always tough for her. She could feel her sphincter clenching around the penis, no doubt giving its owner a thrill. "In and out - but EASY" she directed, willing her nether port to relax. She could feel something unusual about the trajectory as the cock moved in and out of her backside. "Tucker" she blurted, remembering his odd curve. 

Archer tugged on his XO's shoulder, encouraging him to pull out even though time had not expired. "Correct Ensign" he declared. "Next" came the call, and Archer watched Hayes take his place behind Hoshi's sexy bottom. "Begin" 

"Nice and easy, push it all the way up my ass" Hoshi directed. This cock was not as thick as Tucker's, certainly not Archer or Travis. That left only two choices. "In and out, nice and slow" she instructed, relaxing her opening as the dick moved in and out a few strokes. Still nothing noteworthy; but it didn't feel like it was going as deep as Reed's had in her pussy. She had to guess. "Okay, fuck my asshole" she said, bracing herself to accept the sodomy. She felt the man's pubic hairs tickling her cheeks on every inward stroke. "unh-Hayes" she said with a grunt as his hips slammed against her backside. 

Archer shook his head. Two in a row. "Correct again, Ensign" he called. They had to fool her with one of the last two cocks! If they weren't successful, the competition would be over before any of them had any fun. They needed a tie after the anal round to force the bonus 'multi' round. He realized they hadn't stated that one cock couldn't be used twice, and decided Travis would have that honor. "Next cock for Hoshi's pooper!" Archer called, watching the black Ensign take up position behind her. "Begin" 

"Slow and steady, push it all the way up my butt" Hoshi instructed, realizing early that this was a large penis. Her sphincter was stretched as only one cock she knew could stretch it; but she knew he wouldn't be rough. It took a good ten seconds before she felt the familiar firmness of his belly against her derriere. She clenched her muscles around his meat and directed "in and out, nice and easy". The seal around his thick member created a vacuum in her bowels when he pulled out slowly, sending ripples through her insides that grew in intensity when he pushed back in. "Mayweather - definitely Travis" she blurted. 

"Correct again Ensign. That's three for three, one more to go." Archer declared. He waited for Travis to withdraw, watching as he smeared a slippery grease on his thick organ in hope it would feel different to her. "Next and last cock for Sato's asshole" Archer called, watching as the gooey head of Travis' penis approached the still-gaping hole. "Begin" he said, shuffling his feet to move closer to the action. 

"Put it all the way up my ass, nice and easy" Hoshi said. WHOA! she gasped. Well that certainly isn't Reed's skinny little dick! It was certainly thick; but it felt different than Travis' cock as she'd just been there. She waited as the organ was pushed a good eight inches up her asshole before it stopped. She clenched her sphincter, trying to gauge the thickness in a way that made some sense. Fuck that thing is big! she thought. "O-okay, slide in and out nice and easy" she instructed, feeling filled up as the thick member slid easily in her bung. Gotta be Archer. Gotta be. "Archer" she exclaimed.

"Incorrect Ensign" came Archer's call.

"WHAT?" she howled, her hips jerking as Mayweather's dick was yanked free. "WHO THEN?" she demanded. "THAT THING WAS BIG!" 

Archer laughed. "Well thank you Ensign; but you know we can't disclose the owner just yet." he told her, slapping her ass. "After all three of the basic rounds, the score is tied at nine each." the Captain declared, bringing a round of applause from the four contributors. They knew it meant they would have the opportunity to unload after all the one-minute teasers they'd been subjected to. Archer made a quick call and his steward showed up with another exam table, just in case they needed it. Nothing had been discussed or decided about this bonus event, so they needed to figure some things out. Archer helped Hoshi down from the table and had her sit with T'Pol at the dining table. He and the men poured drinks and retired to Archer's bedroom for a brainstorming session. 

"Why don't we just fuck them both, no holes barred." Hayes suggested.

"Guys, this is a scored competition." Archer reminded them. "Whatever we do, there needs to be some scored element assignable to each of the competitors. I'm open to suggestions; but just fucking them isn't in the cards." 

"How about a DP, one girl at a time, holes are her choice while cocks are up to us?" Tucker suggested. 

"Yeah. The cocks go in, the timer runs, she makes her guess and if she's right the owners fill her up." Travis suggested.

"And if she's wrong?" Hayes asked.

"The cocks switch holes and the timer runs again." Mayweather said, realizing after the fact that it wouldn't work.

"So those two cocks get off and she never has to guess correctly?" Trip said. "No way that'll work" 

"No" Archer chimed in. "If she's wrong the cocks are changed and the timer runs. She gets one more guess. If she's right the cocks fuck her until they're done. If she's wrong she gets no points for that round and the other girl is up." he said, looking around at the faces. "Done." he said, lifting his glass. "To some fun with pussy." he laughed, downing his drink and heading back out. 

Archer explained the event to the two competitors, then had them 'guess a number', declaring that Hoshi had won the draw. He pointed to Hayes, indicating her mouth, then at Tucker, indicating her pussy. "We'll use the dining table for this one" the Captain said, pulling Hoshi up from the chair before pushing her forward over the table. "Mouth and pussy this time Ensign." he told her. "Cocks, take your places" he ordered, watching as the Major walked around to her face as his XO took up station behind her. He kicked her feet apart and took aim. Archer found the timer and reset it, calling "Begin" 

Hayes grabbed her head and pushed his cock into her mouth, shoving it as deep as he could before stopping and giving Tucker a nod. The Commander gripped her lithe hips and thrust forward, jamming his organ into her cunt. The two men pummelled her body between them, Hayes trying desperately to get her to gag while Trip just wanted to get himself off. She let out muffled grunts a squeals as she was buffeted between the two dicks, with not a moment to consider who the owners might be. It was crazy.

"TIME" Archer called, motioning for the men to back off. Both were obviously disappointed; but followed his order. "Thirty seconds Ensign" he barked. 

Her mind raced. She thought she sensed a curve in the cock that had slammed into her cunt, so maybe that was Tucker. The other one wasn't big enough to be Travis, so it had to be either Reed or Hayes; but which one?. 

"Ten seconds" Archer barked.

"Tucker in my pussy and Hayes in my mouth" she said, unsure of the second one. 

"Correct Ensign. Great job. Cocks, TAKE YOUR PLEASURE" he ordered. The two men went back to work, fucking her oral and vaginal cavities until they emptied their seed in her holes. She choked on the copious semen dumped into her mouth, and could feel the sticky mess oozing from her pussy after Tucker pulled out. 

"Score is now eleven for Sato, nine for T'Pol" Archer called. "Next cocks up" he said, pointing to Reed and the Vulcan's cunt, while Hayes was up again in her ass. He gave Hayes a few moments to recover, stalling the proceedings with a drink. He put the Vulcan in the same position, her derriere upturned at one end while her head hung over the other. "Ass and mouth this round" he declared. "Cocks ready!" he called, waiting as the two men took up their respective positions. "BEGIN" 

Hayes couldn't wait to get back into this ass, forcing his cockhead past the snug ring of her sphincter before Malcom could get into her mouth. The Vulcan held back a yelp as her rectum was forced open. Her lips pursed and the slim organ pushed into her mouth. The men began stroking into her openings, her chin being knocked against the edge of the table. She was pretty sure the one in her mouth was Reed, based solely on dimensions. It was fairly long; but very thin. The one in her ass was not remarkable in size, nor was it curved. 

"TIME" Archer called, waving the two men back. "Thirty seconds" 

"Hayes up my ass and Reed in my mouth" she answered.

"Cocks have your way" Archer called. 

Hayes reached down to yawn open her anus with his thumbs and rammed his modest-sized penis into her ass as Reed filled her mouth. The two of them took only a few minutes to unload in her, as her well-trained muscles worked their organs in both ends. Reed was first and she swallowed every drop. As the Lieutenant was pulling from her oral cavity Hayes began pounding into her from behind, splashing her bowels with his seed. Hayes yanked his meat from her butt and staggered to the bar for another drink. Two times in ten minutes was a bit much. 

"Very well done everyone. Ladies the score is again tied at eleven" Archer declared. "The next event will be three cocks at a time" he declared. "Hoshi you are again first up." he said. "I think the floor is the best place for a four-way" 




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He took a drink, deciding he would be subbing this round; but he wanted T'Pol's ass. He pointed to Tucker, indicating her backside, then Mayweather, indicating her mouth and Reed, indicating her cunt. All three men acknowledged their roles and adjusted their positions appropriately. Malcom lay on his back, his fingers stroking his penis to remain turgid. "Hoshi, you will be positioned over one of the owners whose cock will be inserted into your vagina, the other two will be ready on my mark to penetrate your other two holes. Cocks ready!" he called, waiting for the men to carry her into position and lower her onto Malcom's waiting dick. "Begin"

Malcom pulled her hips down, sensing Tucker dropping in behind her as Mayweather pulled her head to one side and pushed his meat pole into her mouth. Travis felt the stretching inside her as Tucker's cock filled her asshole. Her muffled grunts were mostly in pain as the three of them skewered into her slim body. Although it seemed like a long time, it was only a minute. 

"TIME" Archer called, waving Travis and Trip back. "Thirty seconds" 

Hoshi's mind was boggled, she had never been triple-penetrated before, and the sensations were overwhelming. Okay... the thin one in her cunt had to be Reed, and the huge one in her mouth was Travis...

"Ten seconds"

"Reed in my pussy, Travis in my mouth..." she stammered.

"And in your ass?" Archer pressed.

"H-Hayes" she blurted. 

Archer made a spot-call. "Two out of three Ensign" he told her. "Oral and vaginal cocks have your way." he declared, waving off an obviously disapponted Tucker. 

Malcom pulled her hips down and began thrusting into her willing cunt as she sucked on Mayweather's log, slurping and gurgling like a Risan hooker only inches from his face. It wasn't long before both of them emptied their balls in the Asian beauty, Travis helping her up as the semen dripped onto Malcom's belly. 

Another five minutes was allowed for recovery, Hoshi moving to one of the dining chairs as her Vulcan opponent knelt on the floor mat. He pointed to Hayes, indicating her mouth, Tucker to her pussy, and he pointed to himself for her ass getting a dirty look from Tucker. "You will be lowered onto the cock for your cunt now Subcommander." he barked, nodding to Travis and Hayes who moved her into position straddling Tucker who grabbed her hips. "Begin" he called, kneeling quickly behind her as Hayes pushed his dick between her pursed lips. Trip's dick disappeared into her cunt and he pushed his own up her snug butthole. Travis had the timer, watching the three men reaming the Vulcan beauty's holes until the ten second mark when he raised a hand to get Archer's attention. He dropped the hand and Archer called "TIME", trying not to add any unrelated motion to his hips. He pulled out of her ass and took the timer from Travis as he stood up. "Thirty seconds" he called, waving Hayes back from her face as Tucker lifted her hips. 

T'Pol was pretty sure about this one. From the many times she'd had Archer in there, she knew it was his cock up her butt. Same with Tucker's in her cunt. It had to be Hayes in her mouth. 

"Ten seconds" Archer called.

"Hayes in my mouth, Tucker in my pussy, and Archer in my butt" she answered. 

Archer nodded to the other two men, handing the timer back to Travis. "Three for three Subcommander. Great job. COCKS HAVE YOUR WAY!" he called, and simultaneously the three organs drove into the waiting openings. Again it didn't take long; but the three men thoroughly enjoyed filling her lithe body with their semen, Archer collapsing on her back briefly as Hayes fell backward yanking his dick from her mouth. Tucker gave a strong push, dumping the Captain onto the floor as he rolled T'Pol onto her side. She laughed, knowing she had won. 

Archer laughed too, and finally stood up. "Ladies you may remove your blindfolds." he said. "With a score of fourteen points to her opponent's thirteen, I declare the victor of this competition to be Subcommander T'Pol." he called. He glanced over at Hoshi, who was glaring back at him. He shook it off and headed for the bar, joining the other four men in a drink. He knew Sato would be pissed; but it was fair after all and T'Pol had beaten her. 

"Ladies and gentlemen, if anyone would like to stay and have fun, you are all welcome to do so." Archer said. Hoshi was already dressed and headed for the door. T'Pol was pulling on her exercise shirt, and headed for him. 

"Captain, I am pleased to have won your competition" T'Pol said, running her fingers through the curls on his chest. "I trust we will discuss my reward soon" she added, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. Then she turned and followed Hoshi through the door. 

"Now that is one hot ass" Hayes said, taking a long pull from his whiskey. 

"It's tidy alright" said Malcom. 

"Oh they're all hot asses" Tucker chimed in. "Every fucking one of them" he said, pulling on his trousers. He looked around. "And not one of them in here" he added, throwing his shirt over his shoulder. "See you guys tomorrow" he added, heading through the door to follow T'Pol. He planned on getting some of that hot ass for himself...

Hayes and Reed followed Tucker, leaving Archer and Mayweather with their drinks. Mayweather held up his glass. "To the Subcommander's victory." he said. 

"To T'Pol and her tidy little bum" Archer chuckled, tipping his glass and downing it. 

"I'm curious sir, what is her fate?" Travis asked. 

"T'Pol?" Archer queried. The Ensign nodded. "Oh I don't know. I think Tucker likes having her around, so maybe I'll let her stay." he replied. 

"She's a different story. I have a feeling she might be trying to cook something up. A mutiny or something" Archer told him. "I may have to find a - uh - disposition for the pretty Ensign." he added. 

That's what Travis had been waiting for. He needed to get back to Hoshi, and quickly. "Okay sir, well thank you for including me this evening. It was fun." he said, rising from his chair. 

"Very well Travis. Sleep well and I'll see you on the bridge at oh-seven hundred" Archer said, watching the young Ensign disappear into the corridor. Hoshi has him he thought. DAMN! He rose and headed into the bathroom after ringing his steward. By the time he returned to the main living area the steward had been there and gone, leaving the place spotless. 

He made a private call to Mynka's quarters and was pleased to hear her voice. "Hey doll, it's Jonathan." he said. "See you in fifteen?" then he ended the call and poured another Cognac while he waited. Fifteen minutes later he was rolling around on his bed with the petite Andorian doll, his cock in her tight pussy as they kissed. An hour of vigorous fucking and he was out like a light, Mynka slipping out quietly, happy to have pleased her Captain. 

But Jonathan Archer faced challenges...

Continued in Chapter 16 - Hoshi's Revenge



Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 16



Author's Note: For those readers who are not familiar with the 'In a Mirror Darkly' espisodes of Star Trek Enterprise, this is an episode in which Archer and the crew are seen as they would be in a 'mirror' universe. Archer is a power-hungry jerk. These episodes (a two-parter, actually) the 'Ho' in Hoshi.

One more note for those who are wondering. The 'Enterprise – the Other Side' series has 16 'episodes' currently in the story line. This is the FINAL EPISODE

This is a work of fiction, although loosely based on two particular episodes of a popular sci-fi series. I own neither the series nor the characters; but I do own the work presented here. I have taken significant liberties with the characters, and hope you enjoy it!





Enterprise - the Other Side Ch. 16



"Fuck my ass Travis." Hoshi said softly. "Take it easy; but I want your seed in my ass now." she added, wriggling her hips in invitation. 

His hips moved of their own volition at her invitation, his raging erection pushing in and out of her bottomhole. "OhFUCK" he gasped, his dick twitching erratically in her clenching ass. "Baby... Can't hold it... NYAGHHHHHHHH.." he grunted, pounding into her rear as his semen flowed into her backside. He fucked her hard, gouging her sphincter open as he pumped his hips in raw lust. His fingers left red welts on her hips with his frantic thrusts, her squeals of pain going unnoticed. His final spasm left him spent and he collapsed on her back, his breathing hot on her neck. 

Hoshi let him lay there for a few minutes, his thick organ still throbbing inside her asshole. She moved gently. "Travis... I need to get ready..." she whispered. He rolled off, his organ leaving a vacuum in her butt as it was yanked out. She glanced at the clock, realizing she had less than an hour to be ready for Archer. "Gotta go Travis. Stick with the plan. I'll ping you when Archer is down." she told him, walking quickly to the bathroom. 

Travis had a smile on his face as he dressed and headed out through the tunnel - the way he had arrived. His cock was happy now, and so was he. His mind began running the scenario for the evening over and over, making sure there were no gaps, no details left uncovered. They all had to trust the others, that everybody was on the same page - and Jonathan Archer had to be in the dark. That's Hoshi's job, and she'll take care of it! he thought, confident in the Asian beauty's abilities. He was pleased that he had been in her ass before Archer - on this day anyway. Why is her ass so treasured by the men on this crew? he wondered. His cock twitched - and he knew why. 

Archer checked under his bed, making sure the weapon was there, loaded, and ready. He would fuck her, then he would kill her. Nobody would ask any questions. Ah yes, the fucking part is so much nicer than the killing part... he thought. But then again, there was Mynka to fill that hole once Sato was gone. The Captain showered, not bothering to shave as he didn't care if he scraped her inner thighs - as if he was going to do that on her last session. He also didn't bother with underwear, throwing his silk smoker over his shoulders as he awaited her arrival. 

Hoshi had prepared well, giving Archer's steward a special bottle of wine to put in the room before she arrived to avoid any suspicion on Archer's part. She had a capsule of 'enhancer' which shouldn't be needed; but just in case... She was wearing a topcoat; but under it she was in the black lace she knew he couldn't resist. It was a crotchless thong on the bottom, and the halter completely revealed her pink nipples. He would be mad with lust as soon as his eyes saw her. She also had a second bottle of the same wine with a different label as a backup plan. She walked purposefully down the corridor to his quarters, pressing the call button as she arrived. "Sato" she announced, looking around for possible eyes. 

"Enter" Archer said, sitting back on the sofa with his legs spread lewdly. Hoshi entered gracefully, dropping her topcoat as soon as the door closed. "Well... don't you look sweet" he said, using a term he'd not used before. He watched as she approached, pulling a wine bottle from the bag she carried. "Oh no baby. I have some special wine for us this evening" he told her, reaching for the bottle on the table and pouring them each a glass.

Hoshi glanced quickly, recognizing the label. She set the backup bottle down and smiled. "Okay, we can have this later" she replied, letting his eyes take in her body before she sat down. She had taken the antidote for the poison, so drinking the wine would have no affect; but would slowly put Archer to a permanent sleep. She sat next to him, looking him in the eye as she smiled. 

He poured two glasses, handing her one and raising the other. "To one more hot evening" he said, taking a sip of the deep red beverage. "Mmm... excellent choice. I'll have to thank Philips for his service" he said, referring to his cheif steward. He deliberately threw his robe aside, revealing his loins to her. "Why don't you get busy" he suggested, reaching over to pull her head down. He took another sip of wine as her lips wrapped around his cockhead, sucking hard as his hand pulled her down further. Life is good. he thought, finishing his glass and closing his eyes. 

She took his meat into her throat, knowing this would be the final blow job for this Captain. She heard him gulp down the wine and set the glass down. Her tongue lashed at his organ, her lips gliding up and down the shaft as her fingers groped his balls. Abruptly his hands pulled her head up and she found his eyes glaring at her. 

"In the bedroom. Time to fuck" Archer said, his speech slightly slurred. 

Sato rose, taking his hand as she headed for his room. His walk had a bit of a stagger, so she knew the poison was working. He followed her into his bedroom, his hands ripping the lace from her body; but she didn't care. When the got to the bed he pushed her face down onto the mattress, falling on top of her with his knees between her legs. She let it happen...

"Time for some Hoshi tush..." he growled, reaching down to position his penis against her anal pucker. His hips gave a shove, forcing the head past her sphincter and into her hole. "Take your Captain's cock up your ass, bitch." he said, his words becoming increasingly slurred. His hips jerked again and his manhood was buried inside her butt. "W-what...the...ahhhghghh" he grunted, collapsing on her back. 

Hoshi let him lay there for several minutes, until his breathing stopped. She pushed herself up, rolling his limp form onto the floor. "Change of plan, Captain." she spat at him, walking back to his closet to grab a set of her clothes she'd left there. She pulled on a shirt and form-fitting pants, then knelt beside the body to confirm the result. There was no pulse. She quickly moved back to the living room and reached into her bag to retrieve the secure communicator, choosing the channel she wanted and pressing the call button. "Sato - the Vulture is down. Repeat - the Vulture is down" she said, waiting for the acknowledging click before she set the device to listen mode. 

Travis was ready, having retrieved Hoshi's things in her quarters. He rolled the trolly down the corridor, pressing the call button when he arrived. He rolled Hoshi's things through the door and into the bedroom, giving her a quick kiss. The two of them emptied the trolly into the closet and stuffed the dead body inside, then rolled it out into the living room. He pulled out his communicator, chose a channel, and pressed send. "Mayweather - the Vulture is in flight. We are a go." he said, waiting for the click as Hoshi had. 

Hoshi's communicator chimed and she pressed receive, listening as the voice on the other end said "We are secure. Bridge in five". It was T'Pol, and they had both Engineering and the Armory under control. She nodded to Travis, then they embraced for a long moment. "Let's do this" she said. They walked out of what was now HER quarters, pulling the trolly with Archer's body behind them. They arrived at one of the trash vents and shoved the trolly out into space, then continued to the bridge. Hoshi took her place in the Captain's chair upon arrival, acknowledging the others as they arrived. 

"We await your orders ma'am" Tucker said. 

"Open a channel to Terran Command" she barked. 

"Channel open" T'Pol told her. 

"This is starship Defiant to Commodore Brooks. Respond." she barked. 

The viewscreen lit up with the face of the veteran officer. "This is Brooks. Where is Archer?" he demanded.

"Captain Archer has been relieved. You are speaking to EMPRESS HOSHI SATO" she barked. "Stand down your defenses and prepare to surrender." she said.

"Y-you cannot be serious!" Brooks stammered.

"Arm forward phasers and target the command post" Sato barked.

A few seconds later Malcom said "Phasers armed, target acquired".

"Commodore?" she queried. 

Brooks knew they had no defense for the formidable weapons on the Defiant. The ship was three generations advanced from anything they had, and it's shields were easily a match for the Terran weapons. It was over before it started...

Empress Hoshi Sato ruled with a satin fist, demanding sexual worship from her male subjects and obedience from all. For twenty years her regime successfully resisted any and all invasion attempts, and with Warrior-in-Chief Travis Mayweather behind her (literally) she controlled the Terran Empire. 

Long live the queen!

AUTHOR'S FINAL NOTE - I hope you have enjoyed reading this series as much as I have enjoyed writing it. The characters of Hoshi Sato and T'Pol are by far the hottest, sexiest women in Star Trek history, and I am certain there are many men who have had the same fantasies as I. Send me a message if you have suggestions for a future series based on a sci-fi theme. I'm always looking for new ways to enjoy!