Qlaren University Space Station · Part 1 (1/2)
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"God damn! That test was hard," commented Andy as he and his friend walked down the corridor to their next class session. "I hate subatomic physics." "Look, Andy, no one said that class would be easy." David mocked. "Yeah, fuck you, Ok?" Andy retorted. Dave chuckled and gave his friend a shove through the portal into gymdeck. Dave and John knew each other almost all their lives. Now, going to Qlaran University Space Station together, they spent most of their days with each other. "Hey, Andy. Get a look at that," David said, almost in a whisper. His fingers were pointing to a girl sitting by the door to the changing facilities. "Yeah, I've seen her before. Her name's Jshara Mna.
She's a sophomore propulsion major. I think she must have the gym section before this one, because most of the times I've seen her were in here." Andy looked at her with interest. He noted to himself once again how attractive this particular girl was. "Been checking up on her, eh?" Andy chuckled. "I guess you could say that." The two continued walking. As they neared the portal to the changing facility, Andy noticed what Jshara was wearing: A cheerleader's uniform. That was one thing he didn't know, Jshara was a cheerleader. His eyes were fixed on her. It was the way she was sitting that distracted him so, sitting with her back to the wall, with her knees drawn up under her chin.
Normally, that pose would have struck him as unremarkable. But with that short– very short skirt on, he began to catch a glimpse of that piece of fabric of her panties that passed between her thighs. "Hi!" She said, sort of smiling. Andy blushed. "Uh, hello." And with that he ducked into one of the larger changing cells, pulling his friend with him. "Shit!" Andy exclaimed. "That was smart, you horny idiot." "How the hell do they do that?" Andy queried. "I *swear* women have a fifth sense to know when men are looking at them." The two junior students went about their business for the remainder of the morning.
Andy sat at his favorite table at the university lounge idly thumbing through some engineering spec sheets and drinking a tube of cola. He was waiting that half hour before a shuttle came to take him to the surface of the planet the university was orbiting. Dave had departed the previous hour, so Andy used the time to relax. "Hello again," a soft female voice said. With a start, Andy turned his carbon-a-tube over creating a small spill. "Christ," he exclaimed before even looking up. "I'm sorry I startled you. I'll try to be more overt next time." Andy looked up to see a familiar face grinning at him. "Jshara!" He blushed again and continued to fumble with his papers. "Uh, hi!
What brings you here?" He said in a shaky voice. "You do." She said, her expression thinning slightly. "Hmm? What?" He asked, inquisitively. "In case you didn't notice, I caught you looking at my crotch in the gym." She said, perhaps with a smile. Andy choked on his soda. This was the first time she had spoken with him. And what a hell of a thing to say, Andy thought. He coughed momentarily. "It's OK," Jshara giggled, realizing she was being a bit too forward with him. "It was my fault. It's hard not to expose one's-self in these skirts." Andy nodded his agreement.
"However, there was one thing you said to me that I'd like to clarify." Andy was done cleaning up the spill and offered Jshara a seat, which she readily accepted. "What was that? I just remember saying 'hello' or something like that." "Well, that's what you *said*. It's what you *thought* that counts." "Pardon me?" Andy leaned forward in his chair to look at her more closely. "Oh, I figured you knew already." Jshara smiled beautifully. "I'm Isarakian. I can–" her speach slowed as if she was apprehensive about what she was about to say "–read thoughts." Andy's jaw fell open. He knew that mind-reading was forbidden in their sector. She might have been setting herself up for trouble.
"I thought that was illegal. Aren't you taking your Iaradapine injections?" Andy quipped. Iarapadine was a drug that inhibited telepathy and empathy. "There's a difference. I can only read thoughts that are projected to me. That's no problem." "Ah. I see. Interesting. So what did I say– uh, think?" "I don't know how to put it in words," she glanced at the floor and paused momentarily. "But I can tell you that I appreciate the thought, and–the feeling is–mutual." She waited for a response. Andy looked down at the microlex table top, a thousand things rushing through his head. What does she want? A friend? "I'm a little confused," he said slowly.
"What is it you want from me?" He tried his best not to sound rude. "I don't know," Jshara shrugged. "I transferred in from Orian-Minor to Qlara this semester. I live down on the planet in matrix TC-10." She pointed out to the large sphere visible through the viewport. "I guess I'm just–bored." Andy could relate to that, considering he'd just moved away from home himself, and his only good friend was Dave. "Well," Andy said tentatively. "Ya want to go see a movie or something?" 'You twit,' he thought to himself. 'What a damned cliche.' She'll never go for that. "Sure. That sounds really good!" She smiled at him.
She opened her mouth to speak again but two chimes sounded in the air, interrupting her. "That's my class bell. I've got to go. Here's an IC," she handed him an info-card, "give me a call around two hours from now. We can make plans then." She turned and walked into the stream of people flowing through the corridor.
Andy pressed the page button on the panel near portal number TC-10/A6, Jshara's apartment. Moments later, a beautiful young woman appeared at the door. Andy, who was trying to identify the building material of the entranceway was caught by surprise. He saw only a pair of legs to begin with. Two long, curvaceous, tanned legs. Then an incredible white half-skirt that, although not skin-tight, outlined her gorgeous figure well. Her midriff was bare. From her cute little belly-button to just below her ribcage, only the soft skin was visible. Above that was a loose top that could best be discribed as a half-length black blouse and a white blazer put together.
Then came that same incredible face he had become infatuated with. "I take it you like the outfit?" She smiled knowingly. "You look like something out of a damned fashion magazine, Jshara." He continued to stare at her for a few moments. 'In-fucking-credible.' he thought to himself. "Shall we get going? The show starts in ten minutes." "Let's." She answered. Andy pointed her to his land-craft, then followed her far enough behind to inspect her awesome backside. And an awesome backside it was. Andy had to bite his lip. Minutes later the couple stepped out of the land-craft at the entrance to the telecine.
Andy pushed a button on the card-key and the land-craft sped off obediently to the parking bays several blocks away. "Have you seen this movie?" Jshara asked. "Nope, sure haven't. Have you?" He responded. "No. But what difference does it make? We came here to enjoy each other's company. So let's do it." She hooked her arm in Andy's and followed his lead to the circular auditorium. The couple continued to make small-talk for several minutes until the movie began. The movie was called "The Nova Effect," a science-fiction adventure movie. Jshara whispered something into Andy's ears. "I forgot to tell you the rules I have for dating." Andy nodded. "If you like to hold hands, so do I.
Number two, if you want to do more than hold hands, all you have to do is try it. If I don't want to do it, I won't let you. It's that simple." Jshara was smiling that wry smile of hers that gave Andy a quick chill. About 15 minutes into the movie, Jshara leaned her head and rested it on Andy's shoulder. He responded by placing his head on top of hers. He sighed deeply and relished the scent of her wavy blonde hair. He put his hand on top of hers and locked his fingers with her own. She released her hand from his, and turned his over so that the palm was facing up. She put one of her fingers in her mouth, giving it a quick licking.
She used that finger to trace his name on the palm of his hand. The combination of feelings, the tickling sensation and the coolness of her moist finger sent shivers up his arm and down to his crotch. He began to get an erection when she raised his hand to her mouth. Blowing on it slightly, it served to make the cool spots cooler the hot spots hotter. The seat of his pants began to rise. She took his fingers and folded them down into a loose fist. Then she took one of his fingers and sucked on it the way she did her own. She wrapped her tongue around it and made a smacking sound when she pulled it from her soft, wet lips.
The tension was almost more than he could bare. 'My God, I'd like to kiss you' he thought. When she raised her head from his shoulders to look at him, he realized that the thought had been projected directly at her. "Then kiss me." She said. He put his hand behind her head and brought her lips slowly to his. She took the lead, surprising him with a quick dart of her tongue to his lips. He sucked her lower lip into his mouth and ran his tongue across the smooth service, loving the taste of her. He pushed his tongue past her lips to the rough surface of her teeth. She welcomed him by sucking his tongue lightly, which he loved. She met him with her own tongue, but did not move it.
He was free to explore the various textures of her lips, teeth and tongue. She waited patiently for her turn to explore his watering mouth. But it never came. "Hey!" It was kind of a shouting whisper. "Tele-Cine is a great place to take a family, not to make one!" It was a robot usher making another wise-ass remark. Andy looked at Jshara dispairingly. "Do you want to leave?" "I thought you'd never ask." She said abruptly. Andy pressed the 'Fetch' button on his card-key before he even rose from his seat (which was a somewhat painful maneuver.) In the land-craft, Jshara began a drive of her own.
She leaned from her seat into his and nibbled his ear, inserting the tip of her tongue into the ridges. He looked into the rear-view-mirror and gasped at what he saw. Because of the odd angle Jshara was twisted into, her blouse gapped open allowing him to catch a glimpse of the top of one of her breasts. Full and round, he could see the full flesh of her tit straining the fabric of the bra that encased it. "Thank God these crafts are auto-driven." He punched in the few comands to complete the trip to his quarters. Then he turned his full attention to Jshara. He began another exploration of her mouth.
He held both of her hands in his while he explored the soft lining of her cheeks with his tongue. She acknowledged his entrance to her mouth by sucking lightly on his tongue, sending shivers down his body to his stiffening penis. Andy felt the shuddering of the craft coming to a halt. He pried himself away from Jshara a maneuver she didn't care for, and began to engage the parking sequence. He stopped, however, when he noticed Dave's land-craft was in a parking bay near-by. "Damn. My roommate is home. This is going to have to wait, baby." "Not on your life, Andy," said Jshara. In one quick movement, she inserted her info-card into the reader of the craft and pushed a few keypads.
When the computer registered the new course and acknowledged it with a "computed" message, she pressed the "execute" button and began another tease of her pilot. "We're going to my place. My mother always taught me to finish what I start."
When the craft had completed its trek to matrix TC-10, it initiated an auto-park sequence by itself. Jshara gave Andy a long passionate kiss to slow things down between them. "Mmm. That was nice." "I'm sure I could arange for some more where that came from." Andy smiled and reached for her. "Hey." She gave him a sweet smile. "Let's take this slooooow. It's Friday night. We've got all weekend." She pressed the hatch release and exited the craft. Andy was dumbstruck by what Jshara had just said. 'Friday night? All weekend?!' he thought. 'This will be in-fucking-credible.' He giggled inwardly at his private pun and followed Jshara to her teleportal.
Once inside, Jshara slipped her blazer off and threw it over the back of a chair. "Where shall we begin?" She purred, caressing his chest. "How 'bout a massage?" Andy queried, grasping her firm ass with both hands. "A massage?" "A massage. A total-body massage." He emphasized the statement by squeezing her cheeks. "Ooo. Sounds good." She took both of his hands and stood on her tip-toes to give the six foot 21 year old a quick kiss, darting her tongue between his lips. Before he could respond, it was over. Jshara led andy to the large living area. "Computer, audio/video mode sequence K11." The room lights dimmed slightly, and soft music whispered through the air.
Jshara lowered herself to the wide sofa, laying on her stomach. Andy positioned himself near her waste and sat on the edge of the couch. "How total-body do you want, anyway?" Andy asked as he began to massage her scalp. Jshara groaned in pleasure. "Remember rule number two? I'll let you know when I want you to stop." Andy was encouraged. "You asked for it," he said in mock threat. He moved his fingers to her temples, slowly rotating his motion in soft circles. Jshara turned her head the other direction, a move Andy was grateful for as it gave him the opportunity to look her over without having to worry about her seeing him do so.
He looked at her waist small but in perfect proportion to her five-and-a-half foot figure. He moved his gaze to her well toned ass and lingered there for the better part of a minute. "I work hard to keep it like that." She giggled. After rubbing Jshara's shoulders for several seconds, he moved to her back. He used slow, even strokes of his entire hand from her backbone to her sides. "Feel free to unbutton my shirt, if it's in your way." Jshara said in a tone that hinted that it was more than a suggestion, so Andy didn't argue. He did as he was told, and opened the back-buttoned blouse.
He worked his hands all over her back, from the shoulders to the valley of her back to just below the waistband of her skirt, occasionally running his fingers under it. However, there was one place he didn't give much attention to as it was awkwardly covered by a strap of elastic. Andy pulled gently on the clasp of Jshara's bra and waited for any signs of objection. When he received none, he opened the back of her strapless bra and laid it open at her sides. Jshara raised herself just enough for him to remove it from her breasts. Although her breasts were not huge, they were large enough to bulge out at the sides when she lay her chest back down to the soft cushions of the couch.
Andy continued to slowly massage Jshara's back in slow even strokes, occasionally following her upper ribs down her sides to touch the sides of her tits. Jshara breathed deeply and released the breath with a sigh. "Feeling good?" Andy asked. "Mmmmm." was all Jshara responded with. Andy moved his hands to her lower back, briefly touching the soft flesh just below her waist. He then stood briefly to move himself to the end of the couch near Jshara's feet. She lifted them so he could sit and then lowered them to his lap, touching him intimately with her toes.
Andy whimpered softly and began to massage her right foot, holding it in such a way that it placed the right amount of pressure on his swollen penis. He massaged the balls and heels of both her feet for several minutes. While he was massaging one foot, Jshara would begin to massage is crotch carefully with her other nearly making Andy loose control. He was, however, determined to make this last as long as possible. Andy moved his hands to Jshara's calves, stroking her entire leg with firm movements from her ankles to just below her knees. He could sense that Jshara was becoming restless so he progressed to the next step.
He reached for the hem of her skirt and pushed it to just below her crotch and massaged her thighs. He used the same firm touch on the outside and back of her thighs, then used a light, feathery touch when stroking the insides of her thighs causing her skin to turn to gooseflesh. His hands roamed aimlessly inside her thighs to just inches from her crotch, which was still mostly by her skirt. Andy then reached for the zipper of her skirt, sliding it up to the waistband to the fastener. Once the skirt was open, he tugged it down along her legs, revealing her soft, white cotton panties.
Her legs, slightly spread apart, allowed him to see the soft cotton panel that passed between them, directly over the two barely detectible ridges of flesh at her crotch. He noticed a faintly darker spot between these two ridges. Jshara was getting wet. He wanted to touch her wetness but he also wanted to wait. Instead, he lowered his hands to the firm curves of her young ass. He kneaded the cheeks occasionally slipping his fingers inside her leg-holes to caress her bare flesh. He squeezed his palms pushing her ass apart, then pushing it back together. The friction was unbearable to her and the wet spot in the crotch of her panties was getting larger. "Turn over." Andy said.
Jshara did so without complaining. When she turned, Andy could see the smile on her face. It was the first time he had seen her face since he started learning her body nearly ten minutes before. Andy stood then knelt on the floor in front of Jshara. He bent over and kissed her forehead, licking the damp perspiration from her hairline. He kissed her eyelids and finally, kissed her mouth. Jshara's tongue pulsated into his mouth, sending a frenzy of flavor through his being. Andy continued his massage even while he was kissing her. He traced his fingers along Jshara's colarbone to the center of her neck. He moved his fingers downward, lightly tracing her breastbone.
He moved his hand in tandem with her rising chest so that he didn't touch her with too much pressure. He followed her lower ribs down to the soft, tan flesh of her stomach, past her waistline, just to the waistband of her panties. Jshara arched her back in the hopes of eliciting a firmer touch. Jshara whimpered into Andy's mouth, begging for a more intimate touch. Andy responded by tracing his fingers back up her belly and brushing the sensitive underside of her full breasts. He cupped his hands under it and kneaded it under his hand. He waited several long moments before touching her dark nipple
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