Received: from [66.218.66.158] by n21.grp.scd.yahoo.com with NNFMP; 10 Jan 2004 05:46:58 -0000 X-Sender: sil@sileya.net X-Apparently-To: ASCEM-S@yahoogroups.com Received: (qmail 62143 invoked from network); 10 Jan 2004 05:46:55 -0000 Received: from unknown (66.218.66.172) by m18.grp.scd.yahoo.com with QMQP; 10 Jan 2004 05:46:55 -0000 Received: from unknown (HELO mailstore.psci.net) (63.65.184.2) by mta4.grp.scd.yahoo.com with SMTP; 10 Jan 2004 05:46:55 -0000 Received: from max (as1-d44-rp-psci.psci.net [63.69.225.44]) by mailstore.psci.net (8.12.2/8.12.2) with SMTP id i0A5kWam006768 for ; Sat, 10 Jan 2004 00:46:32 -0500 Message-ID: <001101c3d73d$254ebd40$2ce1453f@max> To: "ASCEM-S" X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-Mailer: Microsoft Outlook Express 5.50.4133.2400 X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V5.50.4133.2400 X-eGroups-Remote-IP: 63.65.184.2 From: "Sileya" X-Yahoo-Profile: sileya MIME-Version: 1.0 Mailing-List: list ASCEM-S@yahoogroups.com; contact ASCEM-S-owner@yahoogroups.com Delivered-To: mailing list ASCEM-S@yahoogroups.com Precedence: bulk List-Unsubscribe: Date: Fri, 9 Jan 2004 23:46:50 -0600 Subject: [ASCEM-S] NEW: TNG Phasing into Orgasm 2/5 (R/T M/f ) Reply-To: "Sileya" Content-Type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Title: Phasing into Orgasm Author: Medea Contact: MedeaExy@y... Series: TNG- post Nemesis Rating: NC-17 -- sex Part: 2/5 Codes: R/T, M-dom, tease Summary: With Deanna in phase, Will has to keep her satisfied: the just have some fun with them without making any <> profit. Reviews: Any and all please Archive: Yes please (anywhere outside ASCEM/Trekiverse too, as long as you keep my name on it and send me an e-mail with URL) Not much happening in this chapter, but I promise, things'll get steamier If anyone can somehow make a illustration of Deanna as she's described near the end of this chapter I would very much like to see it :-D I'm terrible with computer animation. Hope you enjoy, Star Trek The Next Generation: Phasing into Orgasm The bath was quickly filled with steaming hot water and to her surprise, no soap. When he released her hands she was tempted to finish what he'd so evilly made her abort, but remained standing still when he shot her a glare. To her dismay Will kept on his boxers when he stepped into the water and offered her his hand. He told her to remain standing, the water reaching mid-thigh. Deanna was too aware of the tingling sensation that throbbed in her pussy to notice the instrument lying on the shelf behind Will right away. He picked up a cloth and dipped in into the water, then slowly began with rinsing her face, making sure there wasn't enough water to trail paths down her body. Deanna closed her eyes as her husband washed her face and sighed contently, in spite of her sexual needs, when he moved down to her neck. She couldn't help but arch her back when he reached her breasts; first trailing a tender path along the under curves, before drawing slow circles on one, then on the other before shifting his attention to the tender peaks The Betazoid moaned softly as the slightly rough cloth scraped over her tightening nipples and travelled down the valley between the supple mounds. After he'd finished with her stomach and she thought he would finally get down to business he made her turn around in stead and began anew at her shoulder blades. Deanna was close to simply pushing him onto his back and making him fuck her, but she could sense how badly he wanted this, even over her own lust that she obeyed him. For now. Will began kneading her buttocks making her moaning softly as her juices started flowing again. "Will!" she begged. *Patience Imzadi, patience* With a little more forced he pushed one tip of the cloth between her cheeks and ran it all the way down, repeated that action three more times before asking her to turn around again. "Spread your legs a little Dee, I want to have a good look." she shuddered at his oh so sexy bedroom voice and obeyed, trembling with anticipation. Will himself, despite his preparations, was having difficulty restraining as well. If he hadn't been so determined to go through with his plans he would've taken her back in the living room. He gave himself a little reward, quickly running one finger through her sex and then sucking it clean, savouring her familiar yet exotic flavour, then repeating the action and bringing his finger to her mouth. Bending slightly forward Deanna ran her the tip of her tongue along the length of his offering. Finally he got down to business; cleaning her thighs with such tenderness it brought a soft smile on her lips. She shivered when the fabric touched her outer lips and cried out when he drew from her buttocks through her soaked pussy in one smooth move. "Like that?" "Hmmm" For the first time since he'd started his little game he looked directly in her eyes and was nearly blown off his feet (or knees) by the passion she threw at him. "Sit down with me?" Deanna obliged, biting her lips when the water hit the hot and wet junction of her thighs. Will drew her against his chest, just holding her for a few precious moments before moving her backwards against the edge of the tub. Out of reflex she flung her arms over head to grab hold of the edge when Will grabbed her by her thighs and pulled her hips above the water. He moved his hand to the small of her back to support her as he grabbed a tube of soap. He dribbled the cold liquid over the little black curls and with his palm pressed against her exposed clitoris rubbed it in until it started foaming. His hand left her again to return with a shimmering razor. *Hold still Love* Deanna drew a deep breath and held it as se felt the cold blade scrape through the hairs on her mound, baring her completely. The quivering of her stomach and throbbing in her pussy increased with each touch of the blade. Will kept his eyes on the blade, careful not to hurt her. But between moves he allowed his eyes to wonder downward, to her lips opened with desire and wetted by water and vaginal juices alike. When he was done shaving the last hairs away he rubbed more soap into her now bare flesh and then pushed her pelvis under water to clean the soap away final time. "Very pretty." His deep voice sent more shivers up her spine, but Troi controlled herself still when he rose from the water, looking larger than life. Will reached for her hand and pulled her to her feet. She surprised herself by being able to stand despite the desire racing through her body. "I got you a present." Still holding her hand he entered the living area and picked up the gift box from the table. Deanna nearly yelled at him that she didn't care about the gift and that she just wanted him to touch her, but the anticipation that poured from him made her hold back. She accepted the box and tore off the wrapping, lifting the lid of the rectangular box. Something black and shiny appeared. Confused he glanced up at her husband. "Take it out." Whatever it was it felt strangely smooth and artificial and when unfolded seemed to resemble a dress of some kind. "It's a dress?" "Yes, latex. Put it on." His anticipation and arousal increased, providing all the motivation she needed to obey his order. "How?" Smiling he motioned for her to come closer and then took the dress from her. It looked way to small Deanna thought, but she watched as he unzipped the silver zip in the middle. Completely open the dress was nothing more than a piece of fabric. He swung it behind her, drawing the edges forward. She shivered from its coldness against her back and watched as he brought the ends together. "Hold it." At his command the too hold of the top of the dress, barely covering her nipples. Riker knelt down and pulled the two lower edges together and Troi realized that the fabric only barely covered her ass. As his hands fumbled to hook the edges together by the zipper she felt his knuckles brushing her nether lips. Her arousal flared again, her breathing increasing when he pulled the zipper closer. The latex was molded against her body like a glove; constricting her in such a manner that it only made her hornier. With each breath her breasts were squeezed by the tight, smooth material. From the box Will pulled a thin strip of the same fabric and he quickly fastened it around her neck, almost like a dog's collar. Then, from the same box, he grabbed a pair of black, high-heeled sandals. Kneeling down again he slipped them on her feet, caressing her thighs and calves as he fastened the thin straps. Deanna, attacked by his lust as well as her own, was sure her desire was dripping down her thighs. Finished fastening the sandals, Will rose and lead her to the full- length mirror in the bedroom. Deanna looked at herself, feeling strangely disconnected from her reflection. "You look so hot" her husband whispered in her ear; releasing her hair from its pinned-up position. Troi didn't reply, staring in amazement at her reflection. She looked...hot. The tiny dress molded perfectly again her curves; emphasizing her breasts and waist, the high heels elongating her slender legs. She turned, watching her own profile. She looked sexy, felt sexier than she had ever before and the collar she wore made her feel strangely.submissive. Will too watched his wife's body. She looked ever hotter than he had expected when he first thought about her in such an outfit. The black of the dress, collar and heels mixed perfectly with her pale, soft skin and black hair and eyes. Her breasts were full and firm against the fabric, the contours of her nipples clear against the latex, and the hem ending just below her ass. His erection pushed painfully against his still wet boxers and through their empathic link he felt that his wife was quite pleased with her appearance herself. He pulled her flush against his own body. Hungrily he attacked her mouth, kissing her harder and fiercer than he had in a long time, switching between nipping her lips and duelling with her tongue. The smooth latex, by now having soaked up her body heath, felt almost alive against his skin. Her expressive eyes where shiny with lust and she began to hump against him. "Will you obey me?" Anxiously he waited for her answer, his heart hammering in his chest with anticipation. "What?" "Will you do as I say? No questions asked, no comments made...do you trust me?" Tbc. [Non-text portions of this message have been removed] ------------------------ Yahoo! Groups Sponsor ---------------------~--> Buy Ink Cartridges or Refill Kits for your HP, Epson, Canon or Lexmark Printer at MyInks.com. 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