Kira a Sister Seduced and Raped
- 1 year ago
- 11
- 0
Deep Space 9 Kira And Jadzia free porn video
Kira plucked the two steaming glasses of bluish liquid
from Quark, the elephant-eared bar owner, and, with a
piercing look, dismissed his attempt to hang around.
She waited until he had turned and taken several steps
away before her stern face dissolved into a giggling
smile. She slid one of the glasses across the smooth,
round tabletop as she turned to her companion.
"So tell me, Jadzia, what was it really like?"
Jadzia, a slim, dark-haired young woman with a leopard-
like pattern of spots curving down from her forehead,
took a sip of the potent brew and smiled with her eyes
over the rim at her friend.
"What was what like?" she asked, putting down the glass.
The wrinkles running across the bridge of Kira's pert
nose got even deeper. "You know exactly what I'm talking
about, and don't you try to tell me different," she
said, with laughter behind her words. "So come on, tell
me. You've been putting me off too long."
Jadzia, the space station's computer expert, seemed to
enjoy dealing with a real human being instead of bits
and bytes; she took the teasing lightly but appeared
disinclined to give in so easily.
She and Kira, the second-in-command, would have made an
unusual pair in an Earth bar. There was their alien
appearance, of course, although in both cases the
differences from Earth form were small. And there was a
slight Mutt-and-Jeff look, with Jadzia's lean look and
long hair contrasted with Kira's smaller, more husky
build and close-cropped head. And then there were their
personalities. Though both showed hints of girlishness,
Jadzia hid hers behind a serious expression that seemed
to bear the weight of centuries; Kira's softer side was
often hidden behind a gruff, easy-to-anger exterior.
For all that those things would make them a mild
curiosity on Earth, however, here in the weird goulash
of Quark's multi-planetary clientele, they looked
positively boring.
So boring, indeed, that no one turned a head, or any
other eye-bearing appendage, when Kira playfully prodded
Jadzia's arm and the taller woman burst out in laughter.
"OK, OK, I'll tell you," she said, washing the statement
down with another swig. "But it's not really easy to put
into words. I mean, I've had hundreds of years to work
it out."
"You mean Dax has had hundreds of years," Kira said.
"Dax, Jadzia, every day it gets harder to tell us
apart."
"But there's still a lot of Jadzia there," Kira pressed.
"And I want Jadzia, the woman, to tell me what it was
like for Dax to be in men's bodies. How did it feel?
What was it like to be in love as a man? What was --
what was it like to MAKE love as a man?" She ducked her
eyes down as she finished.
"Kira Nerys! I knew that's what you were after all
along. So much for grand philosophical insights! You
just want to know what it's like on the other side of
the sheets."
Kira blushed faintly. "Well, why not? Weren't you a
little curious before -- you know?"
"We're prepared very carefully to receive the symbiont,"
Jadzia said, trying to keep a straight face. "We must
deal with many serious issues. There's no time for ..."
Kira had tilted her head and her stare was boring into
Jadzia's eyes.
"... Oh, OK, you win. Of course I wondered."
"So?" Kira was leaning forward now, whispering
conspiratorially. "What was it like?"
"What can I tell you? It was -- different."
"Better? Worse?"
"Yes."
Kira sat back and sipped at her drink, waiting out her
friend. Jadzia finally went on.
"Well, it was. Better and worse. Or -- well, maybe
'better' and 'worse' aren't the right words. It was --
well, it wasn't as - - sophisticated? Complex?"
"You mean wham, bam, thank you, ma'am?"
"No, not -- well, yes, one or two of Dax's male hosts
were like that, in fact. But most of them were a lot
more thoughtful. No, I mean that the feelings on the
inside don't seem as complicated as in a woman's body.
It's like we make love with our whole minds and our
whole bodies."
"And a guy just thinks through his cock, right?" Kira
barked out a laugh as she drained the last of her drink.
Jadzia smiled slightly. "Something like that. But, if
you really want to start to understand -- there's a
better way to explain it." Her eyes narrowed. "If you're
really interested, I mean."
Kira raised her eyebrows. "Sure, I'm interested. So try
me."
"Not here." Jadzia rose from the table. "And
unfortunately not now. I've got to go over some
subroutines with Chief O'Brien. But come to my place
after dinner."
Kira nodded her assent and then left the bar as well.
=== === === ===
Odo, who looked like a clay sculpture someone hadn't
quite finished, looked up from his reports as Kira
entered the cubicle that served as office for the
security chief.
"Major Kira," he said, leaning back in his chair. "To
what do I owe the honor?"
"Just making the rounds, Odo," the young woman said,
striding over and sitting down on the other side of the
cluttered desk.
"Nothing more?" He steepled his hands before him.
"What do you mean? Can't I just drop in to chat?"
Odo leaned forward. "Yes, of course, Major. It's just
that -- well, isn't there something you're not telling
me?"
Kira closed her eyes for a second. "Odo," she said as
she opened them again. "Is there anything that goes on
that you don't know about?"
"I certainly hope not," the security chief said,
somewhat smugly.
Kira smiled. "Just where do you get your information
from, anyway?"
"Major," he said, seeming to draw a breath, "I've run
the security on this station under the Cardassians and
now the Bajorans. I've got sources the Cardassians
wouldn't have been able to get a word out of with all
their torture. Do you really think your Bajoran charm is
going to get them now?"
"Charm? Why, Odo, that's the nicest thing you've ever
said to me."
Odo's face seemed to blur or even melt slightly; one
might guess it was what passed for a blush with him. He
bent his head back down to his papers.
"Yes, well, if you're not ready to talk to me about it
yet..."
"Oh, all right, Odo. It's nothing important, really."
"Not important? Just that after all this time the
Bajoran government has decided that I have to undergo a
yearly evaluation to make sure I'm doing a good job?"
"Well, yes, but -- did your sources tell you who's doing
the evaluation?"
He was still looking down at the desk; he didn't see her
grin.
"No," he said, "but I would presume it's some bureaucrat
from ..."
At Kira's giggle he lifted his head and stared.
"You?" he said, at last.
"Yes, me," Kira said. "Who else? So don't worry about
it, Odo, you've already passed the evaluation. We just
need to fill out some forms for the record."
"Well, in that case, Major, how about now? I'd just as
soon get this over with so I can get on with my job."
Kira began to nod, but then stopped. "Oh, sorry, I
can't. I've got to talk to Commander Sisko before
dinner, and I'm meeting Jadzia at her place after that.
How about tomorrow? First thing after the shift starts?"
Odo nodded, once. "Very well." He paused, then went on.
"So you're seeing Lieutenant Dax tonight? No problem
with the station's computers, I hope."
"No, nothing like that. She's -- well, I guess I can
tell you, Odo." Kira smiled broadly as her voice fell to
a whisper. "She's going to tell me what it was like when
she was a man -- I mean, when Dax was in men's bodies.
Can you imagine what that was like?"
Odo's eyelids fluttered. "I think I have an idea," he
began to say.
"No, Odo, I mean -- what it was like to be a man with a
woman! I can't wait to hear what she has to say!" With
that, Kira bounced out of the chair and strode off.
As she left, Odo looked after her. He kept looking at
the door opening long after she'd gone through it.
=== === === ===
The portal of Jadzia's quarters blooped when Kira
approached and then opened with a swoosh.
The lights were dim. Soft music -- alien to Kira's ears,
but vaguely pleasing -- filled the room. An almost
unnoticeable scent wafted on the imperceptible breezes
stirred so softly by the space station's life support
units.
Jadzia was no longer in her well-tailored Federation
uniform with the long-sleeved tunic and slacks. She had
changed into a filmy gown that seemed to change from one
pastel to another every time she changed position. It
was held up only by two thin straps, allowing a clear
view of the spots running down her neck.
Kira was still in her uniform, all well-pressed creases.
She looked a bit uncomfortable as she walked over to
where Jadzia was sitting -- lounging, really -- on what
apparently passed for a couch. The smaller woman perched
on the edge, testing it for support.
"I'm sorry about the uniform," she said, settling down
into the thick, soft cushions. "I..."
"Don't be silly," Jadzia said. "It's perfectly all
right. Besides, I don't know if I'd recognize you
without it!"
Kira's face reddened slightly. "What do you mean? I do
have a life outside of command ..."
"Relax!" Jadzia tugged at Kira, pulling her back against
the pillows until she, like Jadzia, was lying almost
flat. "I didn't mean anything by it. It was just a joke.
Come on, we're off duty now." With her long, slender
fingers, Jadzia expertly massaged the stiff muscles of
the smaller woman's neck and shoulders. "There, doesn't
that feel better?"
Kira sighed. "Yes, thanks," she said, as her whole body
seemed to release its tension. "Wow, that feels great.
Where did you learn to do that?"
"It's a little trick Curzon Dax picked up, a few decades
ago. You really like it?"
This time Kira purred and said nothing.
Jadzia continued to massage her friend, working out the
kinks in Kira's arms.
"I could just lie here and let you do that forever,"
Kira said, wriggling her shoulders. "But you said you
could tell me more about -- you know."
Jadzia's fingers worked their way down past the smaller
woman's elbows. "Oh, you haven't forgotten? I must not
be doing this right." She motioned to Kira to turn over.
Then Jadzia straddled her and began to press her
knuckles into the small of her friend's back, working
her way up.
"I don't think you could do it any better," Kira said,
her voice muffled slightly by a pillow. She kicked off
her boots and wiggled her toes, which hung just over the
edge of the couch. "But I still want to know. How did it
feel -- being inside a man?"
"I don't know where to start," Jadzia answered, her
fingertips pushing against Kira's shoulder blades.
"Well, how about -- how about a kiss? What did a kiss
feel like as a man?"
"Compared to what?"
Kira laughed. "Compared to as a woman, of course!"
"Hmmm, let me see. Well, I'm not really sure. Maybe I
have to refresh my memory." With that, Jadzia rolled
Kira over onto her back, still straddling her. The
taller woman bent down and pressed her lips to her
friend's smiling face.
Kira seemed surprised. Her eyes opened wide as Jadzia
pressed down. Then Kira's lips opened slightly as Jadzia
slipped her tongue inside. Kira's arms closed around her
friend's waist.
Their kiss lasted for minutes as their tongues explored
each other's mouth while their hands roamed and their
legs tangled together. They rolled over on the soft
cushions, coming to rest at last side by side as they
broke their embrace.
"Mmmm, it wasn't as good as that," Jadzia whispered.
"Wh-what wasn't?"
"Kissing as a man." Jadzia stroked Kira's side as she
spoke.
"It was never so soft."
"No."
Jadzia smiled. "And how would you know?"
"I mean -- it never felt like that for me. With a man, I
mean. So soft. So..." Kira pressed her lips to Jadzia's
again. Their mouths open, they kissed hungrily. Jadzia
slipped a hand underneath Kira's tunic and slid it
around her waist. Their bodies pressed together tightly.
With a sudden movement, Kira broke the kiss and slid
away from Jadzia, swinging her feet to the floor and
sitting with her head in her hands. "What are we doing?"
she half-sobbed. "I'm not -- I'm not that kind of woman!
Not ..." She gulped. "...Not that there's anything wrong
with that. It's just -- I'm..."
Jadzia's voice came from behind her. "How do you know
you're not that kind of woman? Have you ever tried it
before?"
"No!" Kira half turned but stopped, seeming afraid to
face her friend now. She shook her head slowly. "I -- I
like MEN," she said. "Always have."
"I'll tell you a secret," Jadzia whispered back. "So do
I."
Kira's head snapped up, but still she didn't turn
around.
"That's right," Jadzia said. "I like men. And women. And
there's nothing wrong with that. If there's one thing
Dax has learned after all these centuries, it's that
nothing's wrong if two people care for each other. And,
Kira ..." Jadzia put a hand on the smaller woman's chin
and turned it toward her. "... I do care for you. And I
think you care for me."
Kira's mouth fell open. Jadzia's filmy gown was gone,
just a pile of pastel wisps on one corner of the couch.
Jadzia was sitting cross-legged behind her. Her taut
breasts were capped by startlingly erect nipples. Her
smooth stomach curved down to a velvety stripe of dark
hair above a reddened labia, framed by the angles of her
long, slender legs.
"You said you wanted to know what it was like, for a
man," she said. "I'd like to teach you." With that,
Jadzia stretched out on the couch, resting her head on
one of the throw pillows. She stretched out her legs,
rubbing them up and down Kira's sides. "Do you want to
learn?"
Kira stood up, turning to face the couch. She moved
slowly, stiffly, as if her mind and muscles weren't
completely in synch. She stood for a moment and then put
her hands on the bottom of her tunic.
In one fluid move she pulled it up and off. Her breasts
bounced free -- larger than Jadzia's, not quite as firm,
crowned by dark brown cones that protruded slightly.
Tossing aside the tunic, Kira slid out of her slacks. A
downy triangle pointed straight at her opening. Freed of
the starchy uniform, she still had something of the look
of authority -- well-muscled arms and legs, an erect
posture. But as she crawled onto the couch and moved
toward Jadzia, her breasts hanging down and swaying from
side to side, she seemed to soften.
Jadzia raised her arms, bringing Kira to her. Again they
kissed, this time pressing their breasts together. Their
combined weight pushed down against the cushions,
creating a nest for their lovemaking.
As Kira kissed her way across Jadzia's neck and
shoulders, her hand slid across her friend's supple body
and found the already moist opening of her tunnel. Kira
moved down, taking first one nipple and then the other
into her mouth. Meanwhile her probing fingers fluttered
around the other woman's labia, stroking gently the
soft, creamy thighs.
"You're doing very well for your first time," Jadzia
murmured, her hands tracing circles on Kira's taut back.
"But a man wouldn't be so gentle. Do it harder, Kira.
I'm your woman. Take me!"
Kira pressed two fingers deep into Jadzia. The taller
woman arched her back slightly at the penetration.
"Yes!" she sighed. "That's it. Be my man!"
Harder and faster, Kira pushed her fingers in and out of
the hot, wet tunnel as she kissed her way down the
smooth stomach. Harder and faster her hand drove up and
down until her face was hovering over the musky hole.
Kira pressed her lips to Jadzia, smearing the sticky goo
over her face as she pressed her tongue down, licking
the clitoris.
Jadzia shrieked at the contact. Her hands beat against
the cushions, sending pillows flying. "Do it!" she
cried. "Yes, Kira, fuck me with your tongue! Fuck me
with your fingers! Do it like a man would. I like it
rough!"
Jadzia's legs closed around Kira's head and her hands
pressed down on her friend's cropped hair. Still Kira's
fingers kept up their rhythm and her tongue slipped back
and forth on the sensitive clit.
Then, with a loud moan, Jadzia began to shiver
violently. Kira slipped her fingers out and drove her
tongue into the opening, fucking with her tongue while
she rode out the wild orgasm.
"Lick me, Kira," Jadzia managed to get out. "Li-
iiiiiiick me!"
And then she could only screech as her body shook and
froze, shook and froze.
When her wild gyrations ceased, Kira crawled back up
Jadzia's body, licking and suckling as she did, until
her own hot wet hole was poised over the other woman's
tongue.
Jadzia's tongue snaked upward, licking at the sensitive
outer folds. Soon Kira's juices were flowing freely but
still Jadzia did not enter her. The smaller woman ground
her hips onto Jadzia's face. "Put it in me!" she
commanded. "In me!"
Jadzia wriggled free of the steaming tunnel for a
moment. "You wanted to know what it was like to be a
man, remember?" she said.
Kira growled playfully. "Not any more! I want to be
fucked like a woman!"
"Well, all right," Jadzia conceded. "But you still have
to do something for me. Reach underneath the couch.
There should be something ..."
"Is this it?" Kira pulled out a thick, shiny black rod,
about as long as her forearm. It was bent slightly in
the middle and each end came to a slightly bulbous tip.
"Is this -- what I think it is?"
"You wanted to be a man," Jadzia said, smiling. "So put
it in me, Mr. Nerys."
Kira twisted around, keeping her labia just above
Jadzia's mouth, and bent down to insert the dildo in her
friend's well-lubricated tunnel. It slipped in easily.
As she began to slide it in and out, fascinated at the
way the labia curved around it, Jadzia pulled Kira's
hips down and resumed her ministrations.
In minutes the black rod was driving in and out of
Jadzia's hole as she madly humped up at it, while
Jadzia's tongue was deep within Kira and her fingers
were sliding across the smaller woman's sensitive
button.
Kira came quickly, flooding Jadzia's face with even more
fluids, before slipping off onto a dry area of the
couch. But Jadzia continued to buck up at the dildo.
"Don't stop!" she cried. "Fuck that cock into me, Kira!
Harder! Harder!"
Pounding away at her friend, Kira's own opening began to
ache again. She slid around on the cushions until her
hole was positioned close to the wildly waving tip of
the dildo. In one motion Kira slid down, driving the rod
into her while her leg and Jadzia's scissored together.
Both women took the dildo in hand, plunging it back and
forth between them as they looked lustily into each
other's eyes.
"Ohhhh, yes!" Kira groaned. "This is what I needed!"
"See?" said Jadzia. "There are advantages to being a
woman -- as long as you have a stiff cock around
somewhere!"
They came together, each falling back against the couch
as wave after wave pulsed through their exhausted
bodies.
A few minutes later, Jadzia gently pulled the dildo from
her own sodden hole and then from Kira's. Dropping it
onto the bed, she led her friend into the shower.
The hot jet of water cascaded over their naked bodies,
washing away the sweat and giving them back some energy.
Kira, standing behind Jadzia, kissed each and every spot
on her back. As she got to the bottom, Jadzia turned and
opened herself to Kira's probing tongue again. She came
quickly and then pulled Kira up, kissing her deeply, the
taste of her own juices mingling with those of Kira's.
At last they got out, wrapping soft fleecy robes around
them.
Jadzia took a few minutes to dry her hair. Kira, whose
own short locks dried quickly, leaned against a wall of
the bathroom and watched.
"So you like it, I take it?" Jadzia said to Kira's
reflection in the mirror.
Kira blushed. "More than I ever thought I could," she
said.
"Mmmm, and this was just the start," Jadzia said,
glancing back to check Kira's reaction.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, if you'd never done it with a woman before, I
take it you never had a man and a woman with you,
either?"
"A threesome?" Kira took a step forward. "Jadzia Dax,
you've done a threesome?"
"Dax has," she said. "And foursomes and fivesomes and
once, I think, a twelvesome. It depends on whether you
count that Arrekian as one or two. Hey, when you've been
around for centuries, every once in a while you've got
to do something for variety."
Kira cocked her head. "So -- who would you do it with?
In a threesome, I mean. Not -- not the doctor?"
Jadzia laughed. "In his dreams. In MY dreams, though, I
would think -- Benjamin."
"Commander Sisko? You're k**ding! You and he are old
buddies. How could he...?"
"DAX and he are old buddies. I realize it might be a bit
awkward for him -- but, don't forget, we were close
friends. VERY close friends. I've seen his -- equipment.
And if you think my dildo was something ..." She let the
thought trail off as they left the small room.
"Wow, this place looks like a hurricane hit it," Kira
said, surveying the ruins of the couch, pillows strewn
all over the floor. "Let me help you clean up."
"Thanks," Jadzia said, already beginning to pick things
off the floor. She dropped a couple of pillows back on
the couch and looked around. "Did you happen to see
where I left that thing, speaking of hard black rods?"
Kira giggled. "Benjamin?"
Jadzia smiled. "You know what I mean. I thought I left
it on the couch. Maybe -- oh, here it is." She reached
under the couch, flailing about with her hand until she
came out with the dildo.
=== === === ===
In the corridor outside Jadzia's quarters, a shimmering
green pool of ectoplasm bubbled and rose, metamorphosing
into the familiar figure of the security chief. Odo
brushed a few small, curly hairs off his uniform and
began to walk away, pausing only briefly to look back
wistfully at the portal.
from Quark, the elephant-eared bar owner, and, with a
piercing look, dismissed his attempt to hang around.
She waited until he had turned and taken several steps
away before her stern face dissolved into a giggling
smile. She slid one of the glasses across the smooth,
round tabletop as she turned to her companion.
"So tell me, Jadzia, what was it really like?"
Jadzia, a slim, dark-haired young woman with a leopard-
like pattern of spots curving down from her forehead,
took a sip of the potent brew and smiled with her eyes
over the rim at her friend.
"What was what like?" she asked, putting down the glass.
The wrinkles running across the bridge of Kira's pert
nose got even deeper. "You know exactly what I'm talking
about, and don't you try to tell me different," she
said, with laughter behind her words. "So come on, tell
me. You've been putting me off too long."
Jadzia, the space station's computer expert, seemed to
enjoy dealing with a real human being instead of bits
and bytes; she took the teasing lightly but appeared
disinclined to give in so easily.
She and Kira, the second-in-command, would have made an
unusual pair in an Earth bar. There was their alien
appearance, of course, although in both cases the
differences from Earth form were small. And there was a
slight Mutt-and-Jeff look, with Jadzia's lean look and
long hair contrasted with Kira's smaller, more husky
build and close-cropped head. And then there were their
personalities. Though both showed hints of girlishness,
Jadzia hid hers behind a serious expression that seemed
to bear the weight of centuries; Kira's softer side was
often hidden behind a gruff, easy-to-anger exterior.
For all that those things would make them a mild
curiosity on Earth, however, here in the weird goulash
of Quark's multi-planetary clientele, they looked
positively boring.
So boring, indeed, that no one turned a head, or any
other eye-bearing appendage, when Kira playfully prodded
Jadzia's arm and the taller woman burst out in laughter.
"OK, OK, I'll tell you," she said, washing the statement
down with another swig. "But it's not really easy to put
into words. I mean, I've had hundreds of years to work
it out."
"You mean Dax has had hundreds of years," Kira said.
"Dax, Jadzia, every day it gets harder to tell us
apart."
"But there's still a lot of Jadzia there," Kira pressed.
"And I want Jadzia, the woman, to tell me what it was
like for Dax to be in men's bodies. How did it feel?
What was it like to be in love as a man? What was --
what was it like to MAKE love as a man?" She ducked her
eyes down as she finished.
"Kira Nerys! I knew that's what you were after all
along. So much for grand philosophical insights! You
just want to know what it's like on the other side of
the sheets."
Kira blushed faintly. "Well, why not? Weren't you a
little curious before -- you know?"
"We're prepared very carefully to receive the symbiont,"
Jadzia said, trying to keep a straight face. "We must
deal with many serious issues. There's no time for ..."
Kira had tilted her head and her stare was boring into
Jadzia's eyes.
"... Oh, OK, you win. Of course I wondered."
"So?" Kira was leaning forward now, whispering
conspiratorially. "What was it like?"
"What can I tell you? It was -- different."
"Better? Worse?"
"Yes."
Kira sat back and sipped at her drink, waiting out her
friend. Jadzia finally went on.
"Well, it was. Better and worse. Or -- well, maybe
'better' and 'worse' aren't the right words. It was --
well, it wasn't as - - sophisticated? Complex?"
"You mean wham, bam, thank you, ma'am?"
"No, not -- well, yes, one or two of Dax's male hosts
were like that, in fact. But most of them were a lot
more thoughtful. No, I mean that the feelings on the
inside don't seem as complicated as in a woman's body.
It's like we make love with our whole minds and our
whole bodies."
"And a guy just thinks through his cock, right?" Kira
barked out a laugh as she drained the last of her drink.
Jadzia smiled slightly. "Something like that. But, if
you really want to start to understand -- there's a
better way to explain it." Her eyes narrowed. "If you're
really interested, I mean."
Kira raised her eyebrows. "Sure, I'm interested. So try
me."
"Not here." Jadzia rose from the table. "And
unfortunately not now. I've got to go over some
subroutines with Chief O'Brien. But come to my place
after dinner."
Kira nodded her assent and then left the bar as well.
=== === === ===
Odo, who looked like a clay sculpture someone hadn't
quite finished, looked up from his reports as Kira
entered the cubicle that served as office for the
security chief.
"Major Kira," he said, leaning back in his chair. "To
what do I owe the honor?"
"Just making the rounds, Odo," the young woman said,
striding over and sitting down on the other side of the
cluttered desk.
"Nothing more?" He steepled his hands before him.
"What do you mean? Can't I just drop in to chat?"
Odo leaned forward. "Yes, of course, Major. It's just
that -- well, isn't there something you're not telling
me?"
Kira closed her eyes for a second. "Odo," she said as
she opened them again. "Is there anything that goes on
that you don't know about?"
"I certainly hope not," the security chief said,
somewhat smugly.
Kira smiled. "Just where do you get your information
from, anyway?"
"Major," he said, seeming to draw a breath, "I've run
the security on this station under the Cardassians and
now the Bajorans. I've got sources the Cardassians
wouldn't have been able to get a word out of with all
their torture. Do you really think your Bajoran charm is
going to get them now?"
"Charm? Why, Odo, that's the nicest thing you've ever
said to me."
Odo's face seemed to blur or even melt slightly; one
might guess it was what passed for a blush with him. He
bent his head back down to his papers.
"Yes, well, if you're not ready to talk to me about it
yet..."
"Oh, all right, Odo. It's nothing important, really."
"Not important? Just that after all this time the
Bajoran government has decided that I have to undergo a
yearly evaluation to make sure I'm doing a good job?"
"Well, yes, but -- did your sources tell you who's doing
the evaluation?"
He was still looking down at the desk; he didn't see her
grin.
"No," he said, "but I would presume it's some bureaucrat
from ..."
At Kira's giggle he lifted his head and stared.
"You?" he said, at last.
"Yes, me," Kira said. "Who else? So don't worry about
it, Odo, you've already passed the evaluation. We just
need to fill out some forms for the record."
"Well, in that case, Major, how about now? I'd just as
soon get this over with so I can get on with my job."
Kira began to nod, but then stopped. "Oh, sorry, I
can't. I've got to talk to Commander Sisko before
dinner, and I'm meeting Jadzia at her place after that.
How about tomorrow? First thing after the shift starts?"
Odo nodded, once. "Very well." He paused, then went on.
"So you're seeing Lieutenant Dax tonight? No problem
with the station's computers, I hope."
"No, nothing like that. She's -- well, I guess I can
tell you, Odo." Kira smiled broadly as her voice fell to
a whisper. "She's going to tell me what it was like when
she was a man -- I mean, when Dax was in men's bodies.
Can you imagine what that was like?"
Odo's eyelids fluttered. "I think I have an idea," he
began to say.
"No, Odo, I mean -- what it was like to be a man with a
woman! I can't wait to hear what she has to say!" With
that, Kira bounced out of the chair and strode off.
As she left, Odo looked after her. He kept looking at
the door opening long after she'd gone through it.
=== === === ===
The portal of Jadzia's quarters blooped when Kira
approached and then opened with a swoosh.
The lights were dim. Soft music -- alien to Kira's ears,
but vaguely pleasing -- filled the room. An almost
unnoticeable scent wafted on the imperceptible breezes
stirred so softly by the space station's life support
units.
Jadzia was no longer in her well-tailored Federation
uniform with the long-sleeved tunic and slacks. She had
changed into a filmy gown that seemed to change from one
pastel to another every time she changed position. It
was held up only by two thin straps, allowing a clear
view of the spots running down her neck.
Kira was still in her uniform, all well-pressed creases.
She looked a bit uncomfortable as she walked over to
where Jadzia was sitting -- lounging, really -- on what
apparently passed for a couch. The smaller woman perched
on the edge, testing it for support.
"I'm sorry about the uniform," she said, settling down
into the thick, soft cushions. "I..."
"Don't be silly," Jadzia said. "It's perfectly all
right. Besides, I don't know if I'd recognize you
without it!"
Kira's face reddened slightly. "What do you mean? I do
have a life outside of command ..."
"Relax!" Jadzia tugged at Kira, pulling her back against
the pillows until she, like Jadzia, was lying almost
flat. "I didn't mean anything by it. It was just a joke.
Come on, we're off duty now." With her long, slender
fingers, Jadzia expertly massaged the stiff muscles of
the smaller woman's neck and shoulders. "There, doesn't
that feel better?"
Kira sighed. "Yes, thanks," she said, as her whole body
seemed to release its tension. "Wow, that feels great.
Where did you learn to do that?"
"It's a little trick Curzon Dax picked up, a few decades
ago. You really like it?"
This time Kira purred and said nothing.
Jadzia continued to massage her friend, working out the
kinks in Kira's arms.
"I could just lie here and let you do that forever,"
Kira said, wriggling her shoulders. "But you said you
could tell me more about -- you know."
Jadzia's fingers worked their way down past the smaller
woman's elbows. "Oh, you haven't forgotten? I must not
be doing this right." She motioned to Kira to turn over.
Then Jadzia straddled her and began to press her
knuckles into the small of her friend's back, working
her way up.
"I don't think you could do it any better," Kira said,
her voice muffled slightly by a pillow. She kicked off
her boots and wiggled her toes, which hung just over the
edge of the couch. "But I still want to know. How did it
feel -- being inside a man?"
"I don't know where to start," Jadzia answered, her
fingertips pushing against Kira's shoulder blades.
"Well, how about -- how about a kiss? What did a kiss
feel like as a man?"
"Compared to what?"
Kira laughed. "Compared to as a woman, of course!"
"Hmmm, let me see. Well, I'm not really sure. Maybe I
have to refresh my memory." With that, Jadzia rolled
Kira over onto her back, still straddling her. The
taller woman bent down and pressed her lips to her
friend's smiling face.
Kira seemed surprised. Her eyes opened wide as Jadzia
pressed down. Then Kira's lips opened slightly as Jadzia
slipped her tongue inside. Kira's arms closed around her
friend's waist.
Their kiss lasted for minutes as their tongues explored
each other's mouth while their hands roamed and their
legs tangled together. They rolled over on the soft
cushions, coming to rest at last side by side as they
broke their embrace.
"Mmmm, it wasn't as good as that," Jadzia whispered.
"Wh-what wasn't?"
"Kissing as a man." Jadzia stroked Kira's side as she
spoke.
"It was never so soft."
"No."
Jadzia smiled. "And how would you know?"
"I mean -- it never felt like that for me. With a man, I
mean. So soft. So..." Kira pressed her lips to Jadzia's
again. Their mouths open, they kissed hungrily. Jadzia
slipped a hand underneath Kira's tunic and slid it
around her waist. Their bodies pressed together tightly.
With a sudden movement, Kira broke the kiss and slid
away from Jadzia, swinging her feet to the floor and
sitting with her head in her hands. "What are we doing?"
she half-sobbed. "I'm not -- I'm not that kind of woman!
Not ..." She gulped. "...Not that there's anything wrong
with that. It's just -- I'm..."
Jadzia's voice came from behind her. "How do you know
you're not that kind of woman? Have you ever tried it
before?"
"No!" Kira half turned but stopped, seeming afraid to
face her friend now. She shook her head slowly. "I -- I
like MEN," she said. "Always have."
"I'll tell you a secret," Jadzia whispered back. "So do
I."
Kira's head snapped up, but still she didn't turn
around.
"That's right," Jadzia said. "I like men. And women. And
there's nothing wrong with that. If there's one thing
Dax has learned after all these centuries, it's that
nothing's wrong if two people care for each other. And,
Kira ..." Jadzia put a hand on the smaller woman's chin
and turned it toward her. "... I do care for you. And I
think you care for me."
Kira's mouth fell open. Jadzia's filmy gown was gone,
just a pile of pastel wisps on one corner of the couch.
Jadzia was sitting cross-legged behind her. Her taut
breasts were capped by startlingly erect nipples. Her
smooth stomach curved down to a velvety stripe of dark
hair above a reddened labia, framed by the angles of her
long, slender legs.
"You said you wanted to know what it was like, for a
man," she said. "I'd like to teach you." With that,
Jadzia stretched out on the couch, resting her head on
one of the throw pillows. She stretched out her legs,
rubbing them up and down Kira's sides. "Do you want to
learn?"
Kira stood up, turning to face the couch. She moved
slowly, stiffly, as if her mind and muscles weren't
completely in synch. She stood for a moment and then put
her hands on the bottom of her tunic.
In one fluid move she pulled it up and off. Her breasts
bounced free -- larger than Jadzia's, not quite as firm,
crowned by dark brown cones that protruded slightly.
Tossing aside the tunic, Kira slid out of her slacks. A
downy triangle pointed straight at her opening. Freed of
the starchy uniform, she still had something of the look
of authority -- well-muscled arms and legs, an erect
posture. But as she crawled onto the couch and moved
toward Jadzia, her breasts hanging down and swaying from
side to side, she seemed to soften.
Jadzia raised her arms, bringing Kira to her. Again they
kissed, this time pressing their breasts together. Their
combined weight pushed down against the cushions,
creating a nest for their lovemaking.
As Kira kissed her way across Jadzia's neck and
shoulders, her hand slid across her friend's supple body
and found the already moist opening of her tunnel. Kira
moved down, taking first one nipple and then the other
into her mouth. Meanwhile her probing fingers fluttered
around the other woman's labia, stroking gently the
soft, creamy thighs.
"You're doing very well for your first time," Jadzia
murmured, her hands tracing circles on Kira's taut back.
"But a man wouldn't be so gentle. Do it harder, Kira.
I'm your woman. Take me!"
Kira pressed two fingers deep into Jadzia. The taller
woman arched her back slightly at the penetration.
"Yes!" she sighed. "That's it. Be my man!"
Harder and faster, Kira pushed her fingers in and out of
the hot, wet tunnel as she kissed her way down the
smooth stomach. Harder and faster her hand drove up and
down until her face was hovering over the musky hole.
Kira pressed her lips to Jadzia, smearing the sticky goo
over her face as she pressed her tongue down, licking
the clitoris.
Jadzia shrieked at the contact. Her hands beat against
the cushions, sending pillows flying. "Do it!" she
cried. "Yes, Kira, fuck me with your tongue! Fuck me
with your fingers! Do it like a man would. I like it
rough!"
Jadzia's legs closed around Kira's head and her hands
pressed down on her friend's cropped hair. Still Kira's
fingers kept up their rhythm and her tongue slipped back
and forth on the sensitive clit.
Then, with a loud moan, Jadzia began to shiver
violently. Kira slipped her fingers out and drove her
tongue into the opening, fucking with her tongue while
she rode out the wild orgasm.
"Lick me, Kira," Jadzia managed to get out. "Li-
iiiiiiick me!"
And then she could only screech as her body shook and
froze, shook and froze.
When her wild gyrations ceased, Kira crawled back up
Jadzia's body, licking and suckling as she did, until
her own hot wet hole was poised over the other woman's
tongue.
Jadzia's tongue snaked upward, licking at the sensitive
outer folds. Soon Kira's juices were flowing freely but
still Jadzia did not enter her. The smaller woman ground
her hips onto Jadzia's face. "Put it in me!" she
commanded. "In me!"
Jadzia wriggled free of the steaming tunnel for a
moment. "You wanted to know what it was like to be a
man, remember?" she said.
Kira growled playfully. "Not any more! I want to be
fucked like a woman!"
"Well, all right," Jadzia conceded. "But you still have
to do something for me. Reach underneath the couch.
There should be something ..."
"Is this it?" Kira pulled out a thick, shiny black rod,
about as long as her forearm. It was bent slightly in
the middle and each end came to a slightly bulbous tip.
"Is this -- what I think it is?"
"You wanted to be a man," Jadzia said, smiling. "So put
it in me, Mr. Nerys."
Kira twisted around, keeping her labia just above
Jadzia's mouth, and bent down to insert the dildo in her
friend's well-lubricated tunnel. It slipped in easily.
As she began to slide it in and out, fascinated at the
way the labia curved around it, Jadzia pulled Kira's
hips down and resumed her ministrations.
In minutes the black rod was driving in and out of
Jadzia's hole as she madly humped up at it, while
Jadzia's tongue was deep within Kira and her fingers
were sliding across the smaller woman's sensitive
button.
Kira came quickly, flooding Jadzia's face with even more
fluids, before slipping off onto a dry area of the
couch. But Jadzia continued to buck up at the dildo.
"Don't stop!" she cried. "Fuck that cock into me, Kira!
Harder! Harder!"
Pounding away at her friend, Kira's own opening began to
ache again. She slid around on the cushions until her
hole was positioned close to the wildly waving tip of
the dildo. In one motion Kira slid down, driving the rod
into her while her leg and Jadzia's scissored together.
Both women took the dildo in hand, plunging it back and
forth between them as they looked lustily into each
other's eyes.
"Ohhhh, yes!" Kira groaned. "This is what I needed!"
"See?" said Jadzia. "There are advantages to being a
woman -- as long as you have a stiff cock around
somewhere!"
They came together, each falling back against the couch
as wave after wave pulsed through their exhausted
bodies.
A few minutes later, Jadzia gently pulled the dildo from
her own sodden hole and then from Kira's. Dropping it
onto the bed, she led her friend into the shower.
The hot jet of water cascaded over their naked bodies,
washing away the sweat and giving them back some energy.
Kira, standing behind Jadzia, kissed each and every spot
on her back. As she got to the bottom, Jadzia turned and
opened herself to Kira's probing tongue again. She came
quickly and then pulled Kira up, kissing her deeply, the
taste of her own juices mingling with those of Kira's.
At last they got out, wrapping soft fleecy robes around
them.
Jadzia took a few minutes to dry her hair. Kira, whose
own short locks dried quickly, leaned against a wall of
the bathroom and watched.
"So you like it, I take it?" Jadzia said to Kira's
reflection in the mirror.
Kira blushed. "More than I ever thought I could," she
said.
"Mmmm, and this was just the start," Jadzia said,
glancing back to check Kira's reaction.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, if you'd never done it with a woman before, I
take it you never had a man and a woman with you,
either?"
"A threesome?" Kira took a step forward. "Jadzia Dax,
you've done a threesome?"
"Dax has," she said. "And foursomes and fivesomes and
once, I think, a twelvesome. It depends on whether you
count that Arrekian as one or two. Hey, when you've been
around for centuries, every once in a while you've got
to do something for variety."
Kira cocked her head. "So -- who would you do it with?
In a threesome, I mean. Not -- not the doctor?"
Jadzia laughed. "In his dreams. In MY dreams, though, I
would think -- Benjamin."
"Commander Sisko? You're k**ding! You and he are old
buddies. How could he...?"
"DAX and he are old buddies. I realize it might be a bit
awkward for him -- but, don't forget, we were close
friends. VERY close friends. I've seen his -- equipment.
And if you think my dildo was something ..." She let the
thought trail off as they left the small room.
"Wow, this place looks like a hurricane hit it," Kira
said, surveying the ruins of the couch, pillows strewn
all over the floor. "Let me help you clean up."
"Thanks," Jadzia said, already beginning to pick things
off the floor. She dropped a couple of pillows back on
the couch and looked around. "Did you happen to see
where I left that thing, speaking of hard black rods?"
Kira giggled. "Benjamin?"
Jadzia smiled. "You know what I mean. I thought I left
it on the couch. Maybe -- oh, here it is." She reached
under the couch, flailing about with her hand until she
came out with the dildo.
=== === === ===
In the corridor outside Jadzia's quarters, a shimmering
green pool of ectoplasm bubbled and rose, metamorphosing
into the familiar figure of the security chief. Odo
brushed a few small, curly hairs off his uniform and
began to walk away, pausing only briefly to look back
wistfully at the portal.
Maddie
- 20.03.2020
- 7
- 0
